Catwoman Fell into a Disadvantage

Felicia watched Ke Chen leave and knew this was the task he had left her. She had never considered the possibility that she might fail.

She was the renowned Black Cat. None of those guys in New York had been able to beat her, so the people here naturally would not be her match.

Being from New York, Felicia was somewhat proud. What kind of tiny place was Gotham?

Thus, her current outfit was perfect; she did not even need to change. She used her grappling hook to reach the window, extended her five fingers, and her nails immediately became razor-sharp. She cut a circle into the window, removed the glass, curled herself up, and squeezed through the opening.

Black Cat had performed that entire sequence in one smooth motion countless times. This was how she stole things in New York, so she was already well practiced.

Though this time she was not here to steal something, but to teach someone a lesson, she could ensure that the person inside did not know about her.

Catwoman Selina indeed did not sense any danger. She was still sprawled on the couch, and the sound from the television conveniently concealed everything. She did not even hear Black Cat Felicia carefully stepping closer in her high heels.

But Catwoman Selina was, after all, a woman who had made a name for herself in Gotham. Even Batman had failed to get the better of her, and she quickly sensed that something was off.

Especially when a gust of cold air blew in, sending a chill down her neck.

Selina quickly reacted. She had not opened the window, so why was there a cold draft?

"Who?"

She immediately turned her head, only to see a grappling hook lash toward her like a whip.

Selina's skin