Marvel's The Dark Knight Rises

Maine is thousands of kilometers away from Nevada, where Las Vegas is located. It is naturally impossible for Bruce to drive such a long distance by himself. He first took Bradley and spent a few days driving back to New York. He repaired himself in this city that was now "both familiar and unfamiliar", applied for a few false certificates, and after disposing of the Rolls-Royce, he took a plane and rushed to their destination.Pinshu.com (..)

A few days later, on the spacious road leading to Las Vegas, Bruce looked at the desert landscape on both sides of the road with great interest. It was already evening, and the sky, dyed like fire by the sunset, shrouded the heads of tourists, and the heat wave It still refused to stop, sweeping in from the depths of the desert.

In front of this highway, surrounded by desert, stands a huge, prosperous city with shining lights. It is the city that never sleeps in the desert, Las Vegas.

Following the approximate location given by Bradley, the local driver from Las Vegas who took the two of them turned into the center of this gambling city very familiarly, looking at the splendid major casinos and hotels on both sides of the road. , Bruce couldn't help but teased Bradley: "It seems that your old friend's life is much better than yours now. At least, he should not be short of money if he can open a store in this location."

Bradley laughed dryly and was about to reply when the driver stopped the car in front of a building with a lot of people. "It's probably here, gentlemen, if the address you gave is correct."

The two looked up and saw the building clearly flashing the words "Desert Entertainment City". They looked at each other and Bruce and Bradley each got out of the car carrying a black suitcase.

After paying the money, the two of them walked directly into the "Entertainment City" and finally squeezed out of the crowd. After asking the front desk, Bradley walked upstairs with Bruce, who was looking at the surrounding environment somewhat well. And go.

Different from other gambling and entertainment facades that are bustling with people, at the facade of a store selling desert "specialties" and "collections" with fewer tourists, it seems that someone is stopping at the door of the store, wearing a denim suit, talking with another person. The black boss who was chatting with the tourists did not look back. He just said to the visitor: "Please wait a moment. You can go into the store and take a look. I will receive you after I finish my work here."

"Long time no see, John."

"Yeah, long time no see...huh?!"

Hearing the "familiar" voice, "Ghost" John stopped talking with the tourists, turned his head in disbelief, and saw the two people standing in front of him. To be precise, he saw the person he once "Teammate" said in surprise, "Bradley!"

Five minutes later, the business was quickly negotiated outside, and with a bottle of wine and three wine glasses, John came to the residence behind the store—a room full of desert potted plants and various desert animal specimens.

"We haven't seen each other in a few years, right? Bradley, my old friend, I didn't expect you to actually come to me... It's a wonderful moment, I mean! Seeing you again, I'm so happy!... Nice to meet you too, sir."

John filled Bruce and Bradley with chilled wine and raised his glass.

Bruce drank the glass of ice wine in one gulp. Then, before John could ask Bradley a question, he looked at John and said directly: "Your former teammate, the saber-toothed tiger Victor, wanted to kill Bradley under Stryker's instructions. Leigh, I rescued him and temporarily fought off Victor, and then on Bradley’s suggestion, we came here to find you.”

"Victor? He's going to kill Bradley?!"

John stopped drinking. He put down his glass in surprise and looked at Bruce and Bradley. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, "Strike, he actually! Could it be that he has started to attack us..."

Hearing John's flustered words, Bradley couldn't help frowning: "John, after I left the team, you and Dukes, Victor, Zero, and Wade, what happened to Stryker? What did it do? What do you mean 'he set his hands on us'?"

John did not answer Bradley's question directly, but his eyes suddenly became a little dim, and he said softly: "There will be a place for us in hell, man, the original round-up... damn it!"

Bruce motioned Bradley not to ask any more questions. He folded his hands and bent down, staring at John who was not in a good mood at this time, and said indifferently: "Let's not talk about the original matter now, the top priority, John, you understand Stryker Is there any point in sending Victor after Bradley?"

Seeing that John's attention was focused on him, Bruce stretched out a finger and said to John: "You were once a team, which was selected by Stryker personally from thousands of mutants and finally combined into a team. A powerful team of superpowers! You all have different talents. Taken apart individually, you don’t seem to be much of a threat. But as long as you get together, even if you are missing a few team members, your years of tacit cooperation will instantly give you great power. Strong combat effectiveness!

And who knows that best, John? "

"Strike..."

"He is afraid of you, or in other words, his plan does not allow for any 'accidental factors', and you are these 'accidental factors'. Think about it, you all know what he did, and his secrets As you know, the laboratory has allowed you to survive outside for so many years, perhaps because his 'experiment' has not yet reached the most critical moment.

Now, Stryker's purpose is obvious. He wants to get rid of you, whether it is for your mutant genes or to prevent you from destroying his plan. It doesn't matter. The first thing you have to consider is how to Protect yourself, John... I helped Bradley fight off Victor, and now that he's on my team, I'll be responsible for his safety, which is a pretty good deal. "

After Bruce said that, he poured himself another glass of wine and tasted it carefully. There were some words that were better to be spoken as soon as they were ordered. He threw out the upcoming crisis and the chips he could give. How to choose? It was the other party. Something happened.

Bradley also looked at John seriously at this time and persuaded: "If I hadn't been the boss at that time, I might have really died in Victor's claws. John, join us, even if you don't believe the boss now." , but you should always believe me! Also, the other members who quit the Stryker team? Let’s go find them! As long as we unite, Victor and the others can’t defeat us one by one!”

John's throat was rolling. He looked at Bradley, who had a sincere face, and then at Bruce, who looked calm at this time, as if he was not in a hurry for him to make a decision. He pondered for a moment, and then he took a big sip of wine, like As if he had made up his mind, he said to Bruce in a low voice: "I admit that your words are very persuasive. It's a good idea to persuade Bradley together..."

But please give me at least one reason to convince you!Sir, I'm not one of those young people who don't know anything. You seem to know very well the 'bastard things' we did for Stryker?Then you should also know the power Stryker holds. He has military support and mutant men!And you, what do you have?How do you keep us safe?Also, I can also contact my former teammates. Why do I have to join your team? "

Bruce stared at John, whose tone was somewhat "unfriendly". He could understand John's current state of mind. John had worked under Stryker, and he knew very well Stryker's means and power. He is now hiding in Las Vegas , not without the meaning of avoiding Stryker's pursuit.

And I suddenly showed up with Bradley, telling him that Stryker started chasing them, and let him join his team, which he didn't understand and wasn't optimistic about. .

"So, what decision are you going to make? Or, how will you trust me and join my team?"

Bruce shrugged, still calmly said.

John stood up, looked back at the huge fitness room below the room, and said seriously to Bruce: "Fight with me and the guy in the fitness room below. If you can beat the two of us, I will consider taking it with you." Join 'him' on your team, and if you can't win, keep Bradley and get out of here!"

Bruce glanced at the fitness room, but only saw a "huge" figure sitting in the corner of the boxing ring, eating and drinking.

He nodded thoughtfully, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, Bruce suddenly asked John: "So, can you make Dukes return to his normal shape? I don't want to accept that a man can't run, You can only be an unqualified 'meat shield' member."

"Dukes? He's here?" "How do you know!?"

Bradley and John asked in unison, and Bruce stood up, took off the jacket he just bought in New York, moved his wrists, and said to John: "If you can promise, that' everyone I'll be able to get back to my normal shape in the future... let's have a fight! It's been a long time since I fought with someone in the boxing ring with all my strength."

After speaking, Bruce turned his head and looked at John, with a "slightly interested" smile on his face, "I hope you won't disappoint me later~"

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