the end of the heavens

Russell quickly cut off the iron hoop that imprisoned Miranda, grabbed her by the shoulders, and threw her hands into Bruce's arms. Under the astonished gaze of the two, he waved his hand and opened a door made of bones.

Bang!

Russell let out a low cry, kicked the dirty bomb into it, and then used the fastest speed to close the doors together.

"Finally done"

Russell touched the cold sweat that didn't exist on his head. Seeing Bruce and Miranda looking directly at him, he shrugged and said, "What's the matter, do you want me to give you a space to be alone?"

Bruce frowned when he heard this, let go of Miranda in his arms, and asked in confusion, "Russell, where is that?"

"hell!"

Russell sighed: "Some time ago, I beat the son of hell, and then I was targeted by Satan. This door is the privilege he gave me."

"Satan!!??"

Bruce was deeply surprised by this name, he had a general understanding of the incident in Los Angeles, did not question Russell's lying, and asked cautiously: "Satan, why is he staring at you?"

“Sounds like bad luck”

Russell said without any pretense: "Satan sees that I have extraordinary aptitude, and I am a qualified bah. I don't know what kind of trouble Satan has. He insists on making me his son, who will succeed him in the future and become the next Satan!"

"Bruce, you know me, a superhero who walks in the sun and fights for love and peace, full of positive energy, right?"

""

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your default."

"No, I do think so"

"Bruce, don't interrupt me."

Russell continued: "Let me be a son of hell and take over from Satan! How is this possible? My bones have been turned into ashes, and he hasn't woken up yet. So I rejected this unreasonable request on the spot and justice Tell him in words that I am a good man!"

Bruce: ""

Sand sculpture, you have spoken the truth!

"Satan didn't give up. He opened a back door for me, allowing me to travel freely between the world and hell. One day I figure it out, I will be his successor."

"Then when will you figure it out?"

Bruce blurted out, and felt a little inappropriate after he finished speaking, coughed lightly, and changed his words: "I mean, hell is indeed messy, but if you just throw dirty bombs there, won't it cause any disputes?"

Russell shrugged: "It doesn't matter, anyway, there are no living people there."

"Satan won't have a problem?"

"Uh, probably not"

"Yes! And the opinions are great!"

The gate of hell was opened again, and Satan in a white suit walked out of the gate, holding a fishing rod in his hand.

Why is there a fishing rod?

Russell was puzzled. Seeing Satan's unhappy face, he hurriedly waved his hand and greeted politely: "Dear Lord of Hell, what brought you here?"

"A wind called nuclear radiation, with strong radioactive substances!"

Satan threw the fishing rod on the ground with his hands, and grabbed Russell by the collar: "Boy, I was fishing in the garden, but you suddenly threw a nuclear bomb in, and all the fish in the pond floated up, and I still caught a fart! "

"Is there a fish pond in hell?" Russell was startled. The temperature in the hellish place where the birds don't shit is frighteningly high, and there are fish ponds, it's unbelievable.

"Because of this, this fish pond is very precious!"

"Uh, I have a friend who is super rich."

"Idiot, what do I need the world's money for?"

What about the kind that can be burned?

Russell secretly slandered, but in the end he still didn't dare to BB out.

Satan sneered twice, and approached Russell suddenly: "The souls you threw in before were pretty good, but nine more, let's forget about it."

Russell broke away from Satan's hand, and said speechlessly, "Tell me the truth, you made up the fish pond incident, right?"

"How is it possible, God knows, I never lie, if you don't believe me, you can ask."

As Satan was talking, he suddenly sensed an interesting soul beside him. He turned his head slightly to see Bruce, and immediately showed an interested smile: "Bruce Wayne, I've been following you for a while. How about it? Do you want to come?" Be my son and inherit the position of the Lord of Hell in the future?"

Russell: ""

Bruce and Miranda Qiqi were stunned, and they looked at Russell in the wrong eyes. They admitted that Russell hadn't bragged before, and that the Son of Hell was true, but Russell didn't say that everyone can be a Son of Hell!

It turned out to be a cheap bargain!

Satan and Batman nodded and smiled. They felt that he was not as interesting as Russell, so they couldn't help being a little disappointed. They turned and entered the gate of hell, and warned before leaving: "Remember, don't throw some strange things in. Forget it."

The gates of hell slowly merged. After Satan left, the meeting room was silent for a moment, and the three of them had their own thoughts.

Russell was in a daze. If he had known that the son of hell was a rotten street, Satan would recognize his son whenever he met, so he wouldn't show it off.

At the same time, I made up my mind that the next time I encounter an ugly soul, I will throw it into hell, including the body.

Bruce was silent for a moment, after digesting the crazy and weird experience, he walked to the clown, took out the special handcuffs from the universal belt, and fixed it in place.

Miranda swayed forward, hooked Bruce's neck, and tiptoed to send a passionate kiss, but Bruce ruthlessly pushed him away.

Russell's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly found a chair to sit down, looking forward to the development of the plot.

"Bruce Wayne!?"

Throwing in his arms was rejected, Miranda's face was ugly, and he gritted his teeth and read out the name of the scumbag.

Bruce looked at Miranda coldly: "You go, never go back to Gotham again!"

Asking is love, but the two have different positions, even if they love each other, they can't get together.

In fact, Bruce was already committing a crime by letting Miranda go. What the latter did, he could be shot a hundred times.

But who made him the master, every time he accidentally let the beautiful criminal escape.

"Bruce no, Batman, you'll regret it!"

Miranda took a deep look at Bruce, engraved this face in her heart, turned and walked out of the conference room, and quickly disappeared without a trace.