Chapter 133 Family Law
"Well... to be honest, I really want to go to the back alley with you."
Brad looked up and down at the delicate figure of the cat-eared girl. Luo licked her lips and said regretfully: "But due to my personal physical condition, I can't agree to your beautiful proposal. If you really want to express your gratitude, let me pinch the meat ball and relax. I'm under a lot of pressure recently."
The cat-eared girl curled her lips and said, "It doesn't matter. I'm the one who lost it anyway. I'll give you five minutes."
As she said that, she lifted up her skirt and took off her shoes and socks, stretched out her slender and fair legs, and sent her feet to Bradro's arms.
It is worth mentioning that the cat girl's hands became human hands under the action of the human-made potion. There is no soft beeping and reducing the sound of walking. Only the cat meat balls exist on the soles of their furry feet. In this way, when walking barefoot, there is a silent sound because of the existence of the meat balls.
Bradro looked around stingingly, sure no one was looking here, so he stretched out his hand and gently pinched the ball of meat. The soft touch made him feel very comfortable.
Good times are always short, and five minutes pass quickly. The cat-eared girl withdrew her legs on time. Bradro sighed in a low voice: "What a wonderful way to relax. If I hadn't been busy with many things, I could have played for a year..."
The cat-eared girl smiled and said, "If you are willing to pay for rent and cat food, and don't care that there will be five naughty little guys who will destroy your furniture, I don't mind taking the children to your house to stay for a year."
"I like children and animals, and of course I don't care about having such a group of cute little guys at home hilariously."
Bradro opened his hands with regret and said, "But unfortunately, I haven't had much time in New York, and I may be caught back to Gotham soon and stay in a senior nursing home called Arkham."
After thinking about it, he took out a key and handed it to the Cat Ear Girl: "When I think about it, no one lives in the luxury house I bought in New York. Before I can regain my freedom, you and your children can live at any time. The address is No. xx Street, Upper Town."
The cat-eared girl subconsciously took the key, but was stunned and said, "Really? You know that our cat-human race will not be polite to people. I will really take the children to live there."
"It doesn't matter, it's empty."
"Thanks……"
The girl smiled and walked forward, kissed the black-haired boy's cheek lightly, and said, "It sounds like you will be very busy in the future. If you have time, come and find me. My meat balls are open to you at any time."
Bradro smiled and nodded, "It's fair, I hope I'm not that busy."
"As long as you want, Damian, I'd like to keep a hundred cats at Wayne Manor."
A low and hoarse voice suddenly rang out. Bradro turned around and looked at the sound and saw a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses and a baseball cap standing behind him.
"It's really your style. You always like to approach from behind quietly, and then suddenly speak to scare others."
The black-haired boy's face sank and said, "But you should know that I've noticed it since you sneaked into this store ten minutes ago."
"I've discovered me, and I'm still with an orc girl in front of me?"
The middle-aged man said, "I don't know which of us is more embarrassed. It's like breaking into the room of my adolescent son. Seeing that he was not wearing pants and there was a pile of waste paper on the ground, he did not shy away and continued to release himself."
Bradro patted the cat-eared girl sitting beside him and whispered: "Go and do it, I will take time to find you to collect rent in the meatball room in the future."
Realizing that the atmosphere was not right, the cat-eared girl stood up and left, gave up her seat, and the middle-aged man sat opposite Bradro.
"Mr. Wayne, you are the president now. Do you have to go into battle yourself when arresting the prisoners?"
When the cat-eared girl walked away, Bradro said in a relaxed tone: "This is your outfit when you are a hero during the day, sunglasses and a baseball cap? Where is your bat suit? Do you think it is too conspicuous to wear black in broad daylight?"
"You realize you're a criminal now?"
The middle-aged man's voice was cold, as if suppressing his boundless anger: "FBI's investigation of the military super soldier project shows that the deaths of at least 5,000 people are related to you. It's less than a year. What did you do while I'm busy with the election?"
"What did I do? Let me think about it, oh, by the way, I'm serving the country!"
Bradro shrugged and replied frankly: "If your investigation team is serious enough, you should know that I am just providing technical support services to the military. Besides, I did not intend to make that money that is ill-hearted, and I have invested all of the money into charity. I did not spend a dime on myself. Orphans and foster families around the world have a large amount of alimony, and they live happier than children with both parents."
Bruce, disguised as an ordinary person, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "You still feel that you have done the right thing? No matter what, you can't exchange your lives for money! I suspect you deliberately killed those serious prisoners and prisoners of war, but I have not yet obtained the evidence..."
"That's right. Even if you are the president, you can't convict me of murder by just suspicion. Only when you become the emperor of Hope can you gain this power."
Bradro smiled and said, "I admit that if I continue to investigate, I may be able to find some stains on me, such as tax evasion or suspected money laundering and illegal transactions. I am willing to cooperate with the police to investigate this kind of unpained accusation."
As he said that, he raised his hands: "Let the police officers come and toss me and send me to the New York District Prosecutor's Office."
Bruce looked at him coldly, shook his head gently and said, "You knew from the beginning that the law could not do anything to you! Even if I can be sure that you deliberately killed more than 5,000 serious prisoners, you are under 18 years old, and the legal representative of the Bradro Group is also a puppet scapegoat. Send you to court, either release you in court, or sentence you to a misdemeanor and punish you for one hundred hours of service in the community!"
A thirteen-year-old child does not have the qualifications of a legal representative. The companies and foundations under Bradro's name are all assassins who are loyal to him under him. Although he has absolute power in the company, he does not have any legal status and does not have to bear any responsibility for illegal acts of any company.
"It seems like this. Don't be too upset. Anyway, the worst outcome of losing the super criminal at your hands is that it will be the last time you are recuperating in prison for a few years, and sooner or later you will have to escape and cause trouble."
Bradro nodded and said, "The Infinite Monthly Reading Prison and Super Soldiers Project probably can't continue. You have also successfully defeated my evil plan but saved the step of sending me to prison. You should be satisfied, right?"
"I'm not satisfied!"
Bruce said seriously: "When I think of you planning a new plot to kill more people, I can't even sleep! I came to you today, not to talk to you about the law, but simply to control your rebellious son as a father! Damian, I can no longer tolerate what you do. As a father, I have the right to impose a "confinement" punishment on my son. Go back to Wayne Manor with me. As long as you stay in the manor honestly, you can keep any cat girls and play with them as you please!"
The black-haired boy had a stuttering on his neck and said coldly: "Oh, I've put on my father's airs with me. You're a little lazy as a president. As a rebellious son, I kindly advise you to weigh your strength and beat your own father. But rebellious son likes to do the most!"
Bruce sighed and said, "I know very well that you are very good at beating. I didn't want to make a fool of myself before, but now I have no choice but to give up my old face and ask my friends to help me catch you home!"
As soon as the words were finished, a group of people rushed in from the entrances of the front door and back door skylights, surrounding Bradro in the center, Superman, Shazam, Wonder Woman, Flash, Cyborg... Even Green Lanterns were not absent, and the Justice League giants gathered together except Aquaman!
Chapter completed!