"Holy shit! Don't!"
In the shadows of the corner, Poison Ivy, who had been disguising herself as an oversized potted plant, sprang up and frantically refused without a second thought at Zuo Ci's provocation. Whether her trauma had kicked in or the prospect of being fertilized had scared her, she couldn't say.
Her unusual physiology made her immune to almost all viruses and drugs, so Zuo Ci's anesthetic hadn't done jack shit to her.
Losing a fight and getting captured was humiliating enough. Then she'd run into this walking disaster. Now Poison Ivy wanted to die.
"Pfft!"
Zuo Ci had been pretending to scare a kid, but when Poison Ivy turned around, he couldn't help bursting out laughing.
"You know I'm a professional. I don't usually laugh unless... no, I really can't hold it in! Hahaha!!!"
Unable to contain himself, Zuo Ci clutched his stomach and laughed so hard he could barely straighten up.
It wasn't that Zuo Ci was easily amused. It was mainly that Poison Ivy's current appearance was just... just impossible to keep a straight face at, you know?
She'd already looked funny enough after he'd brushed red paint all over her. But now, probably to cover the marks on her face, she'd gotten some bizarre cosmetics from who knew where-possibly more paint-and smeared them on.
Whether the products were terrible or her technique was awful, her face now looked like a game of Tetris, covered in a chaotic assortment of colors, with some of the paint even flaking off.
Honestly, even Joker would have called that makeup fucking impressive.
"You... you fucking..."
Watching Zuo Ci, Poison Ivy was so furious that veins bulged, but there was nothing she could do.
"You think I wanted to look like this? It's all because of you, you bastard!"
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