Chapter 160 Handsome men and beautiful women are always attracted to each other
"Since we already know each other, why don't you take off your Iron Man mask?"
"What do you mean? Do you know who I am?"
"Gracia, Kara, or Supergirl?"
"What? How do you know I'm Supergirl?"
"You told me your name..."
"But no one knows Supergirl's real name! Whether in the newspapers or on the news, it's always Super.Girl!"
"But you also said that your father said you were invincible..."
“Who doesn’t know how to brag?”
"Okay, I admit that I recognized you by the curves of your body under your tights. I watched the whole process from under the Kingpin Building during the day."
"Just by the curves of my body, you can recognize me..." Supergirl Kara Zor-El paused, turned her head and looked at Ni Kun, her tone subtle, "Could it be that you...are always ready to evade taxes, and have been secretly studying how to deal with me?"
"..."Ni Kun had a wooden face and didn't want to talk.
Are you obsessed with collecting taxes?
Can't you guess that I'm an old pervert with a keen eye and am very sensitive to the figures of beautiful women?
Seeing Ni Kunmu's expressionless face, Supergirl still thought she had guessed right and snorted coldly:
"I warn you, you must remember to file your taxes accordingly, otherwise the next time I appear in front of you, I will be wearing a red cape!"
Ni Kun was speechless: "But do we have to pay taxes on the dirty money we got?"
"Of course! The IRS only collects taxes and doesn't care about anything else."
Supergirl said cheerfully:
"So when you file your tax return, you can just write it as net income from fundraising using force.
"In principle, the IRS will not report any tax records of criminal income to any other law enforcement agency unless the source of income involves terrorist acts that threaten national security. And fundraising for armed forces obviously does not count."
Ni Kun: ⊙o⊙!
Supergirl continued:
"But robbery is a chaotic and disorderly act of the devil. Collecting protection money in an organized way is in line with the aesthetics of order... Stealth with rich technical content, quietly taking the money without alerting the owner, can barely be classified as the orderly side. So we can't act recklessly anymore. We must stealthily make money with skills."
Ni Kun snapped his fingers: "I understand, it's theft."
Supergirl reminded: "We are poor good people, so please be a little more tactful when describing our righteous deeds."
Ni Kun nodded solemnly, indicating that he was willing to learn.
Then he went on to talk about order and chaos:
"Speaking of which, America, a country where the air is filled with the smell of gun smoke and gun oil, should be more inclined to chaos, right?"
Supergirl complained:
“Yet in the age of large-scale industry, and even in the age of plantations, everything was in good order.
“Well-organized factories and mines, neat plantations, and workers and farmers who work hard and contentedly all have a sense of order and beauty.
“Unfortunately, when manufacturing declined and financial capital rose, the world began to shift towards chaos.
"The greedy wolves of Wall Street and the military-industrial energy groups, using the US dollar as a weapon and the fleet as a backing, have spread the seeds of chaos to every corner of the world in the name of freedom, causing confusion among the people, division of the country and civil war, destroying countless countries that were once well-ordered...
"Not only that, even within America, people have begun to be divided by the various ideas they have deliberately created. Unknowingly, they have been divided into camps, and their thinking has become increasingly confused...
"In short, America has now degenerated into a demonic country. My father's lifelong wish is to return America to the golden age when there were large factories everywhere and everything was in order."
Ni Kun smiled and said, "I see, your father is a conservative. What about you? What are your views?"
"I don't like chaos either, so I agree with my father's philosophy. Unfortunately, human nature advocates chaos. Freedom and laxity are instincts deeply imprinted in human genes, and strict self-discipline is a rare talent , so..."
Supergirl shrugged:
"I think my father's ideal will not be realized in the short term. America will inevitably decline and collapse in the chaos and freedom."
Ni Kun asked: "It sounds like you don't feel too sorry about this pessimistic future?"
Supergirl chuckled:
“Only after collapse can there be a new life.
"Perhaps, after the collapse of free America, my father will have a chance to build a new and orderly country?"
An orderly country where everyone works as slaves in large factories and plantations?
Girl, your father is the king of demons. He doesn't care about the welfare of workers, he only exploits them to death...
Even if you die, you cannot be free, even your soul will be harvested.
Ni Kun felt amused and thought that Supergirl might be trained by the Lord of Nine Hells to be a big villain or even a female tyrant in the future.
But then again, the reincarnation world, which faces unknown threats at any time, might really need an iron-fisted tyrant to unite all forces and fight against those horrific threats that are enough to destroy the entire world.
At this moment, Supergirl suddenly muttered, "It feels a bit strange..."
Ni Kun was puzzled: "What's so strange?"
"I don't usually talk so much. Apart from my father, even with so-called acquaintances, I wouldn't talk so much, and the topic would be so... well, in-depth."
Supergirl turned her head to look at Ni Kun. Although she was wearing a mask, Ni Kun could imagine that she had a piercing look under the mask, with a questioning expression on her face:
"So did you cast some kind of spell on me?
"Otherwise why would I tell you so much?
"We just met, and we just reached a temporary agreement that cannot be seen in public, and became temporary partners. We are not acquaintances at all."
Ni Kun pondered for a while and asked her:
"Do you think I look particularly kind? Like a long-lost brother?"
Supergirl shook her head decisively:
"No. I'm an alien, and you're Asian from Earth. How could you be my long-lost brother?"
Ni Kun snapped his fingers. "Then there is only one truth. I am very handsome and very much in line with your aesthetic."
Supergirl smiled and said, "Aren't you a little too narcissistic? If you say that everyone loves Supergirl, then I'd be happy to agree with you."
This is the culture of the United States. Whether you are praising others or yourself, you have to say it out loud. There is no need to be modest or reserved. Being too modest will be misunderstood as being unconfident or even inferior, and you will not be able to get along in social circles.
Ni Kun smiled and said, "Well, it's true that everyone loves Supergirl. When you were blocking the Jinbin Building, I couldn't take my eyes off you. I tilted my head up for the whole afternoon. After you left, I almost couldn't lower my head."
Supergirl laughed, and returned the favor:
"Well, I have to admit that your looks and figure do fit my aesthetic. Most importantly, you are so pure that makes me feel at ease."
"?" Ni Kun blinked: "Pure? What does that mean?"
Supergirl explains:
"I have super senses. My vision, smell, and hearing are beyond the imagination of ordinary people. So what ordinary people have..."
She shook her head.
“In short, if I don’t actively shut down my super senses, I can hardly interact normally with anyone other than my father.
"I once tried to date a clean-looking guy at my high school prom, but after just a few moments of staring at each other, I nearly threw up.
"Can you understand that feeling? Even though I have deliberately suppressed my senses, the smell of the food he ate last night and the alcohol mixed with his strong body odor that cannot be concealed by the best perfume, still rushes towards me like waves at close range...
"Oh my god, that was hell! After that, I never wanted to date anyone again, so much so that my father suspected I was gay, but the problem was that I didn't want to get too close to other girls...
"It wasn't until today that I met a special guy like you. You...
"It's so pure, almost impeccable. When I'm with you, I don't have to be too depressed. I feel very relaxed.
"Even if you grew up in an isolated, sterile environment, never ate any normal food, only received nutrient solution, and took a bath in disinfectant every day, your body couldn't be this pure. Especially the smell, it can't be as...
“Well, it seems to be pure and fresh from the inside out.
"So how on earth did you do it?"
Ni Kun understood.
Supergirl's senses are so strong that her eyes can be used as microscopes and her sense of smell is ridiculously strong. Even if she suppresses it deliberately, ordinary people are probably not very clean in her perception.
And Ni Kun has reached the initial stage of Martial Saint realm. He is brand new inside and out, his body is spotless, and with the special aura of his spiritual blood, he is naturally extremely pure and fresh in her eyes.
At that moment, he did not hide it from her and said with a smile: "This is the result of my practice."
Supergirl asked, "Practice? Kung Fu? Or yoga?"
"It has something to do with Kung Fu." Ni Kun said with a smile:
"If you want to learn, I can teach you, but it may not be of much use to you.
"After all, you are too strong. All my training methods may not have the same effect on you as if you flew out of the atmosphere and basked in the sun."
"That's right." Supergirl nodded and looked towards an apartment building in front of her: "Okay, the chat time is over, it's time to get down to business!"
Next, in this gangster base that produces and sells stupid happy powder, Supergirl used her super vision to search for targets and plan routes, and Ni Kun was responsible for sneaking in under her guidance and emptied the entire safe without alerting anyone.
The first cooperation was a success, with a net profit of over one million dollars. The two were greatly encouraged and decided to continue their efforts to achieve even better results.
After working all night, the two finally stopped before dawn.
Supergirl grabbed Ni Kun's shoulders and took him to the rooftop of a building to distribute the night's harvest.
"Five million eight hundred and fifty thousand dollars in cash, one hundred and thirteen gold bars of various specifications, with a total weight of fifteen point two kilograms, and various gemstones... Wow, these guys in Hell's Kitchen are really rich!"
"Don't make a fuss. You worked all night to earn this little. It's nothing compared to those Wall Street tycoons who make hundreds of thousands of dollars every second."
Supergirl crossed her arms over her chest and said calmly:
"Moreover, this is an unsustainable one-time income. We have taken away the savings of those gangsters. It is unclear whether they can continue to operate in the future."
Ni Kun laughed and started to divide the money.
Soon, the cash, gold and jewelry were divided into two piles.
Ni Kun naturally put his own pile into the mustard seed ring. Supergirl did not have similar space equipment, but fortunately she had prepared two huge backpacks that were half a person's height, and she could barely stuff them in.
As for that little bit of weight, it could be ignored to her.
"Ni Kun, is this ring of yours a technological product or a magical item?"
Supergirl is also a little curious about Ni Kun's mustard seed ring.
Ni Kun did not hide it from her: "Some kind of magical creation with a different system."
Supergirl said enviously, "Are there any extra ones? I'd pay a lot of money for one."
Ni Kun shook his head: "Sorry, only one, no extra."
"What a shame." Supergirl sighed, "Then I'll leave now. I've made so much money, I can't wait to spend it! As for you, don't forget to file your taxes!"
After saying that, he picked up his backpack and was about to fly away.
Ni Kun smiled and said, "Why don't you leave me your phone number? I'll look for you to work with me again if there's a chance in the future!"
Supergirl glanced at Ni Kun, quickly called out a number, and flew away.
