Gotham City's Hidden Boss

"Wait!"

Just as Russell was about to make a move, Louise hurriedly raised a hand and called out, "Deathstroke, you can't arrest me!"

"Can't arrest you? Are you joking?"

Russell shook his head with a chuckle. "I'm a superhero, and you're a villain. Our relationship is like cats and mice... Uh, I'm not talking about Tom and Jerry. Anyway, if you don't want a beating, stand there and don't move."

How could she possibly stay still!

Watching Russell approach step by step, Louise backed away while pursing her lips. Only when her back hit the wall and there was nowhere left to retreat did she take a deep breath. "Listen, Deathstroke, you really can't arrest me."

"What, are you undercover?"

"I'm not undercover, but I paid protection money."

Louise spoke rapidly. "We had an agreement back then. You took my money, and as long as I stopped committing crimes, you'd allow me to keep operating in Gotham City."

"Beauty, did you get your time zones mixed up? Why are you daydreaming in the middle of the night?"

Russell looked completely baffled. Speechless, he said, "Leaving aside the fact that I never took any protection money, even if I had, that would've been Batman's protection money. Why would I invite trouble by taking dirty money from a villain with a criminal record?"

"Not you—your girlfriend, Catwoman. You care about a superhero's reputation, so you sent her to collect it for you... Uh, I didn't want to say it, but you left me no choice."

Louise's expression stiffened. She was lying.

She thought dollars were barely enough for herself to spend. How could she possibly give them to someone else? But she knew that people in the underworld had been handing red envelopes to Catwoman.

Nobody cared who Catwoman was, but the