Everyone Loves Batman

A young woman in high heels ran through the night, her long, straight legs dazzlingly white in the darkness. As she ran, the heavy weight on her chest bounced up and down. Her fiery figure made the thugs' blood surge, and they howled like wolves, spouting F-bombs.

In truth, the only reason the young woman had not been pinned down by her limbs on the spot was that the thugs wanted to savor the thrill of cat-and-mouse. Once they got bored, her fate was easy to imagine. Countless cautionary tales had proven that in this situation, even if she had a transformation device, she could not change the tragic fate of repeated spurts of white fluid.

Splat!

The woman in high heels stumbled and fell flat on the ground. Rolling onto her back, she braced herself with both hands and crawled backward. The light shone on her pale face, revealing a striking blonde beauty. Her terrified, helpless expression made people want to tear her apart on the spot.

"FXXK, they're so damn big. I'm going first tonight."

"Damn it, why do you get to go first again tonight?"

"Gahaha, because he's the fastest!"

The thugs laughed as they surrounded her, completely ignoring the woman's pleas. A tragedy that was... ahem, utterly outrageous was about to unfold.

The woman hugged herself in despair, begging for a savior to descend. The thugs mocked her unrealistic fantasy, claiming that even if God came, He could not stop their determination to fire away.

Just as the thugs were playing rock-paper-scissors to decide the order, a piercing screech of tires suddenly rang out in the pitch-black night, followed by the roar of an engine in the distance. A sleek war machine coated in black came speeding into view, like an unstoppable steel beast.

"Damn it,