the end of the heavens

Poverty limited Russell's imagination and his ability to communicate. He didn't want to say anything to Bruce, so he slapped him on the face and knocked the pretender off the bed to the ground.

"hiss!"

Bruce only felt a warm energy pouring into his body, occupying all limbs and bones in an instant, and the damaged muscles and nerves completed subversive changes in the blink of an eye.

New look!

Not only the position of the back, but also the hidden injuries and strains left by years of fighting and training have also recovered under the impact of this energy.

"What kind of power is this?"

Bruce stood up on the spot and couldn't wait to punch his feet. His body full of vitality brought him a steady stream of strength.

It feels like never before, he is stronger than before!

"The indispensable power of the team can be regarded as a superpower."

Although the matter of Los Angeles and Seaside City can't be hidden for a long time, Russell still wants to cover it up for a while. It is best to let Batman say a few harsh words and give him a chance to pretend to be slapped in the face.

But no, Bruce took a deep look at Russell: "You know that I will develop the anti-death knell armor, so the last time I fought, I deliberately concealed my strength and wanted to see me make a fool of myself for the second time, didn't you?"

Russell shook his head resolutely: "No, your anti-death knell armor is still the strongest for a move you only learned recently!"

Bruce snorted coldly, rummaged through the room, found a serious hospital gown and put on it, and walked quickly to the window in the corridor with Russell.

"Do you have any plans for the current chaotic Gotham?" Russell asked as he walked, wanting to hear how the professionals plan.

"Create fear!"

"Is it okay to pretend?"

Bruce ignored Russell's nonsense and said his plan: "The clown went to Bane. These two people are crazy people who acted recklessly, but they have one thing in common. They both want to destroy Gotham."

Russell nodded: "I understand, what you mean is that they will join forces to form an anti-Bat alliance."

"No, I mean, the dirty bomb is currently safe and there is no risk of it detonating."

Bruce glanced at Russell, and then said: "They are all extremely confident and paranoid people. After defeating my archenemy, their self-confidence will further turn into arrogance. They will not give up the opportunity to destroy Gotham, so There is little chance of an alliance."

"I get it, they're gonna fight over the dirty bomb!"

"No, they are lunatics, but they are not fools. The possibility of fighting is very low."

""

Russell narrowed his eyes slightly. He felt that he was right, but Bruce deliberately opposed suppressing him in order to show off his IQ.

"I don't know who the dirty bomb will end up in, but a negotiation is inevitable. Two highly intelligent guys will fight wits. During this period, Gotham is safe."

Batman continued: "My general plan is to control the TV station first, and then light up the Bat Light to defeat the lunatics in the city hall with a thunderbolt. Spread the word through the TV station, infuse the confidence of victory into Gotham's police and citizens, and give the rest of the city by the way Criminals bring psychological pressure to keep them from acting rashly, and then remove them little by little."

"Sounds easy?"

"not easy!"

Batman retorted as usual, and then said: "I need a lot of information. Only by deepening the details can the risk of plan failure be reduced."

Russell curled his lips: "It will take a long time to collect intelligence. When your intelligence collection is over, ten dirty bombs will be blown up."

Bruce snorted coldly, showing a calm smile with Zhizhu in his hands: "I don't need to collect information, my housekeeper Afu has already taken care of it. I believe in his ability and will not let me down."

"You are not afraid that he will be caught and locked up. After all, your identity has been exposed long ago, and the villains have no reason to let him go."

"I believe Ah Fu, he will never"

Bruce seemed to have heard some joke, turned his head away in disdain, glanced at the single room at the end of the corridor, and suddenly turned pale with shock: "Huh, Ah Fu?"

This was the first time Russell saw Bruce's shocked face, and he used Batman's vest instead of the rich second generation's vest, and immediately smiled and said: "It's too full of words, there has never been absolute in the world, isn't it a slap in the face! "

Bruce ignored Russell, rushed into the private room in a hurry, shook the unconscious butler in his arms, and said in grief and anger, "Ah Fu, why are you here? Damn it, who beat you like this?"

Hearing the name of the housekeeper of the Wayne family for a long time, coupled with Bruce's shock, Russell has been fascinated for a long time, and he walked up to see the true face of Lushan, but at first glance, he was in a bad mood.

The man in Bruce's arms was wearing a bat suit, his thin body couldn't hold up the suit, and it was indescribably funny.

Russell's expression was unpredictable. Seeing Bruce's grief-stricken appearance, which could go berserk at any time, his expression also became funny.

It looks familiar, it's exactly the same as the person he beat up just now!

Russell: 〣﹏〣

Too bad, I accidentally beat up the old housekeeper who treats Batman as his own father, what should I do?

Waiting online, very anxious!

"Ah Fu, wake up!"

The butler was still in a coma, and Bruce showed a ferocious face: "Is it a clown? Damn it, just to provoke me, I hit him so hard, I will never spare him this time!!"

""

Russell stepped forward silently, straightened the crooked pointed ears on the bat helmet without a trace, and said with righteous indignation: "The clown is so insane, I can't stand it anymore, Bruce, I will listen to you whatever you say."

Just as Bruce was about to speak, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the gold belt on Alfred's bat suit and frowned, realizing that things were not that simple.

He took off his belt and checked the equipment inside: "Strange, why didn't the clown take away the equipment from Ah Fu?"

"Yeah, it's so strange, it's as if the clown left the equipment here on purpose for you to take away!" Seeing that Batman was about to get close to the truth, Russell hurriedly tried to divert his attention.

"impossible!"

Bruce flatly denied: "The clown doesn't know that you will come to save me. Even if he knew, he wouldn't be able to guess that you can cure my spine. What's the point of leaving the equipment to a disabled person who can't walk?"

Russell had a flash of inspiration: "I think he is humiliating you, which means that the overall situation is settled. If you are equipped with equipment and let you escape, you will not be able to save Gotham City."

Bruce nodded secretly: "It makes sense, this possibility cannot be ruled out"

Russell breathed a sigh of relief, and praised his quick wit, which can be regarded as a circle.

"Russell, please use superpowers to cure Ah Fu!"

""

"What's the matter, do you want more money?"

"Well, it's not about the money!"

Bruce put Alfred away gently, stood up and put his hands on Russell's shoulders, and said seriously like never before: "I beg you, as long as you can cure him, I will agree to any request in the future."