Chapter 43:

I Nearly Choked You as a Joke. So What?

DC: The Infinite Villain

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Damon looked at Catwoman, and a smile that was not quite a smile gradually appeared on his face.

Aside from wanting him dead, Talia al Ghul probably wanted the photos back too.

Then the question was simple.

In Gotham, who could approach him and steal things?

Who but Catwoman?

Besides, Damon had never toyed with Catwoman's feelings and abandoned her. Their only interaction had been in Blackgate Penitentiary right after he crossed over. Now she had come all this way looking like a wife searching for her missing husband.

That was suspicious on its own.

China White was responsible for killing him.

Catwoman was responsible for stealing from him.

One in the open, one in the dark.

Two goals.

As long as either goal succeeded, Talia al Ghul could escape Damon's blackmail.

Selina Kyle looked at Damon's strange smile and raised an eyebrow.

Her tone turned faintly resentful.

"You're not going to invite me in? I stood outside for quite a while just so your little girlfriend would not misunderstand."

"Come in."

Damon stepped aside.

After Selina entered, she glanced around the apartment.

Bang.

Hearing the door close behind her, she turned with a small laugh.

"Who would have thought the man who killed Bane would live in this tiny place with an ordinary girl..."

Her words cut off.

"Cough... what are you doing? Let... let go..."

Before she could finish, Damon suddenly reached out and gripped her throat.

The feeling of suffocation struck instantly.

Her body lifted from the floor.

Selina Kyle's eyes filled with terror. She clawed at Damon's wrist, which felt as if it were about to crush her neck, while her feet kicked weakly in the air.

"Let... let go..."

Her pale neck gradually reddened. Breathing became harder and harder.

"Is this fun?"

"What... what? I don't know what you're talking about. Let go. I can't... I can't breathe."

Selina struggled painfully.

"You think being beautiful means men will like you? You think being beautiful means no matter what you do, the other person will forgive you? You think being beautiful means I will let you go?"

Damon's questions gave Selina a terrible feeling.

He was going to kill her.

He really was going to kill her.

This madman.

She had not even done anything yet.

Panicked, Selina raised her leg to kick him. Damon abruptly pulled her closer, leaving her no room to extend her leg.

They were almost nose to nose.

Their eyes met.

Damon suddenly smiled.

"Let me tell you something. All of that is true."

"Huh?"

Selina froze.

Then she dropped and landed sitting on the floor.

"Cough. Cough."

Selina pressed a hand to her throat and gulped in air. Her sharp eyes glared at Damon.

"You are insane. You almost choked me to death."

Damon spread his hands.

"It was a joke."

"You call that a joke? You almost choked me to death!"

Selina's anger rose further.

Damon smiled.

"You were bold enough to come steal from me. So what if my joke almost choked you to death?"

"..."

Selina, who had been furious a moment ago, went silent as if Damon had gripped her throat again.

He knew?

Looking at Selina's blank expression, Damon poured a glass of water and handed it to her.

"You really cannot take a joke?"

'A joke? Who could take a lethal joke like that? He is insane. Who knows when he is joking and when he is not?'

Selina cursed him furiously in her heart.

In reality, she stayed silent and did not take the glass.

"Now this is boring."

Damon clicked his tongue, then poured the entire glass of water over Selina's face.

Selina froze.

Then anger and humiliation surged up together.

"You..."

"Guess whether this is a joke too," Damon asked, eyes narrowing.

A joke?

Joke, her ass.

Selina finally snapped and roared hysterically.

"Damon Keller, you are completely insane. If you already knew I came to steal from you, why let me in? Why joke with me? Are you doing this on purpose?"

Facing Selina's furious, twisted expression, Damon smiled brilliantly.

"Yes. I am doing it on purpose."

"I will kill you..."

Selina lost all reason and lunged at him.

Damon had expected it. He turned easily and avoided her.

Selina missed and hit the floor. She was about to get up when she grunted involuntarily.

Damon's foot had planted itself on her chest.

He bent slightly, narrowed his eyes, and smiled down at her.

"You cannot take a joke, so you want to flip the table? You seem to have forgotten one important thing. You cannot beat me."

Selina's anger went out at once.

Seeing that she had calmed down, Damon seemed to lose interest in provoking her.

He lifted his foot, turned, and sat down beside the sofa.