[Comprehensive British and American] Heroes set up villains script

Time flies, two years later, Gotham First Avenue.

Reporters rushed forward with microphones, and photographers behind them caught up with them, flashing lights and screams echoed on the red carpet covered with flowers.

Today, there will be the largest charity gala in the history of Gotham. Almost all the nobles, business tycoons, and political figures in Gotham will participate.

Aesop wore a white racer T-shirt and black overalls, and his long hair had long been cropped.The temperature of the sun tanned Aesop's pale skin that was exposed to the outside, and it also involved a hot sting. The thin arms that were thin a year and a half ago now have muscle lines.

Aesop frowned deeply, took a breath, shook his head and let the sweat fall down the curve of his face.

In the next second, a cold popsicle sticks to his face.Aesop subconsciously reached for it. After unpacking, Aesop raised his head, but he had to squint his eyes because of the stimulation of the sun's rays. It was Jason who stuck the popsicle on his face.

Jason and Aesop were wearing the same racer T-shirt and black overalls, and their hairstyle was the same cut as Aesop's. He held a popsicle stick on Aesop's face with one hand, and held a stick in the other hand. A popsicle bite.

Aesop squatted on the side of the road with a blue popsicle in his mouth, his glass blue eyes casually sized up the passers-by around him, while Jason leaned against the wall and hid half of his body in the shadow.

Suddenly, Jason spoke. His mouth barely moved, but the voice naturally entered Aesop's ears.

"I heard that there was a grand gathering on First Avenue today, and most of the GCPD police force has been transferred here."

Aesop lowered his eyes and inadvertently glanced at the plainclothes policemen who seemed to be passers-by. These guys really didn't hide very well, their movements were stiff, and their attention didn't stay on their partners. Their eyes wandered and secretly observed around.

"It seems so." Aesop

Jason took two steps forward with his hands in his pockets, looked back at Aesop, the corners of his mouth curled up, his eyes were full of fun and provocation. "Want to compare?"

Aesop frowned, looked up and squinted at Jason deeply, he couldn't understand Jason's meaning for a while: "What?"

Jason didn't explain, he walked into the street with the crowd, leaving Aesop squatting on the side of the street alone.

Jason walked towards the center, surrounded by many men in expensive suits or women in expensive gowns.

It was a charity party, and these expensively dressed men would never carry cash in their suits, but today, they brought their wallets.

In order to cater to the theme of this charity party, they need to take out a small amount of money to donate to children or women wearing ripped clothes on the side of the road. This is a game for them, a game to enhance their dignity.

The pleasure they get out of handouts is to see these little ghosts and women look at them with grateful eyes, which gives them great pleasure, and they don't care whether the guy they give out will be robbed in front of them.

Jason was at the head of the crowd, raising one hand with the crowd and shouting 'Long live the Gotham government! ’ the man in the tailored suit in front of him yelled along with them, but the disgust in his eyes was undisguised, and Jason's free hand reached out to the pocket of the man in the black haute couture suit inside.

Jason's slender fingers took out a black leather wallet from his suit pocket, and he waved his other hand to cover his movements and stuffed the wallet into his trousers pocket.

Jason retreated into the crowd, and then walked out of the crowd to Aesop, who was standing on the steps to observe his every move because he was short and couldn't see well.

Jason patted his trouser pocket showing off, bit his lower lip and gave a smirk: "These policemen are really idiots." There were not only poor people in the surging crowd, but also plainclothes policemen, but even so, those The police also failed to catch Jason's actions under their noses.

Aesop stood up straight, observing the rich man wrapped in the surging crowd, he was looking for a suitable target.

Suddenly, with the screams of the crowd getting louder and the excited expressions of the rich people, the door of a gray Lamborghini was opened.

What came into everyone's eyes from the car was a pair of high-end leather shoes, straight legs wrapped in gray gold-patterned custom-made suit pants, but the man's upper body was not wearing a suit, a white shirt, and a dark bow tie embroidered with dark patterns And the navy blue vest set off his tall figure.

One arm of the man was across his chest, and his suit jacket was hanging on his arm. He put on the suit casually, and his slender fingers slowly moved up to button the suit.

His black hair was plastered behind his head, his deep blue eyes swept across the crowd lazily, and then the man showed a smile.

"Sorry, I'm late." The man's voice was low and magnetic.

A man in a custom-made suit swept the lipstick mark on Bruce Wayne's collar, and said in an ambiguous tone: "What does it matter, Mr. Wayne must have more important things to do just now."

Bruce Wayne nodded helplessly and said: "Oh, my female companion is always so annoying." It seems that there is really such a thing.

The organizer of this party specifically stated that no male can bring a female companion to the party, because charity is solemn.

However, the well-known secret among the upper class in Gotham is that this is a charity gathering on the surface, but in fact it is a gathering of the upper class, and the main purpose is to gather all the rich people in Gotham together to count the number, so Female companions are not allowed.

Everyone let out a burst of laughter without any malice.

Aesop recognized the man's identity, Bruce Wayne, by virtue of his extremely similar facial features.

A name that Aesop has never met, but has been with Aesop since he was a child.

Aesop narrowed his eyes and looked across the crowd at Bruce Wayne, who was currently greeting the people around him.

Aesop suddenly had an idea, he ate the popsicle with a few bites, raised his eyebrows and jumped down the steps, "What's so difficult about it, just wait and see."

Aesop's figure made it easy for him to squeeze into the crowd and walk to the front of the crowd. Near Bruce Wayne, Aesop's mouth opened and closed as if to match the crowd and shouted slogans, but he didn't make any sound.

When Bruce Wayne came to Aesop's side, Aesop quickly reached out and pointed at the pocket that Bruce Wayne took out the wallet just now. His speed was so fast that almost no one noticed his movement.

So that's why it's almost, there's someone with a faster hand than him, and Aesop's hand that's trying to grab the wallet and get away from Bruce Wayne's pocket gets caught by a hand that's much bigger than his wrist.

That hand was full of calluses, and the strength was irresistible. He held on to Aesop's wrist tightly. Aesop frowned and struggled, trying to get out of the current predicament, but it didn't work. The hand even exerted more force. .

The protruding bones of Aesop's grasped wrist made a 'clack' under the squeeze, and the pain swept across Aesop's body from the wrist, and the pain made Aesop's eyes turn red unconsciously.

Hell, he's never been in so much pain.Even if he was accidentally stabbed before, it never hurt so much.

Aesop bit his lip, and subconsciously raised his head to see who was holding his hand fiercely. What caught Aesop's eyes was the very similar appearance of the other party and his pair of deep, blue, violent and Cold eyes.

Aesop trembled unconsciously. He lowered his head to hide the fear in his eyes, his chest heaved, and the sweat on his forehead slid down his face. Under such high tension and panic, he couldn't even tell whether it was cold sweat or ordinary sweat. .

Where had he seen these eyes?It was definitely not the first time he had seen these eyes.

Bruce was stunned for a moment when he saw Aesop. He had heard about this child who looked very similar to him more than once from Alfred, Barbara, and Gordon, and had seen pictures of this child.

Bruce is really not interested in this child who looks similar to him, because he can be sure that he has never had a relationship with any woman outside except Damian, who was born by accident.

Even the existence of Damian is due to the fact that he suddenly received an anonymous email two years ago. There was nothing written in the email. The attachment was a blood type comparison book between the child and Bruce Wayne and a picture of the child sleeping soundly. Judging from his facial features, he is indeed somewhat similar to Bruce Wayne.

However, Damian's facial features are more biased towards his mother Thalia, and it is precisely because of this that Bruce remembered the unexpected absurdity and recognized the existence of Damian.

Bruce will bring Damian back to Wayne Manor sooner or later, he belongs to Wayne, but now, Bruce is sure that he can't take good care of little Damian, it may be safer for Damian to stay in the League of Assassins.

Thalia is the daughter of the leader of the Assassin League, Lars Al Ghul, and also the saint of the Assassin League. Damian will become the young master of the League of Assassins if he stays in the League of Assassins.

Damian is undoubtedly safe in the League of Assassins.

But Bruce never imagined that the child who was repeatedly mentioned by his side looked so much like him. Bruce only saw Aesop once, in the cell phone photo Afu sent him.

On some blurred photos, there is a child standing far away. He can only see part of his facial features with his head half down, but from that part alone, it can be seen that his facial features are almost carved out of Bruce's mold.

Bruce didn't expect to see him here, and it was amazing that the other party wanted to steal Bruce Wayne's wallet.

Bruce lowered his eyes, staring at the trembling child's hair in front of him. The child raised his head slightly, and only panic and disbelief remained in his provocative eyes just now. Little did he know that legendary playboy Bruce Wayne could sense his movements and grab him.

Judging from Aesop's smooth movements, he was obviously a habitual offender.When Bruce got out of the car, he felt the sight of the crowd shooting directly at him. I am afraid that this kid saw him in the distance and deliberately came to steal his things to provoke him.

This kid who looks almost like a shrunken version of Bruce Wayne is a thief, and the kid has the same face as him, which makes Bruce a little uncomfortable.

Many people have noticed that the tall Bruce blocked Aesop, so everyone only saw Bruce Wayne standing there with his head lowered in thought.

A lady in a red dress called out cautiously: "Mr. Bruce Wayne?" for fear of disturbing Bruce Wayne's thinking.

Bruce turned his head subconsciously, "Huh? What?"

That is, when Bruce turned his head subconsciously, the boy twisted his wrist bones in a self-harming manner and made a crisp creaking sound to break free from Bruce's restraint. When Bruce turned his head again, the boy had disappeared into the crowd.

The lady watched Bruce staring at the crowd, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong? Mr. Wayne."

Bruce withdrew his gaze, narrowed his long and narrow blue eyes, and let out a chuckle, his voice was as mellow and deep as rum, which made the woman blush unconsciously. "Nothing, ma'am. Let's go in."

After finishing speaking, Bruce continued to walk forward, the emotion in his eyes that could not be detected was deep.

Aesop lowered his head, mouth corners, eyelids drooping, like a defeated Akita dog, and he returned to Jason's side. His left hand was hanging limply by his leg, and his wrist was not only blushing, but also turned outwards normally. fold.

Jason raised his eyebrows and looked at Aesop's immobile left arm. "You are quite cruel to yourself, and you broke and dislocated directly."

Jason was a little surprised when he found out that Aesop's target was the playboy Bruce. He didn't expect Aesop to be so bold. Isn't he afraid of being discovered?If Aesop had an ordinary face, Jason would think nothing of it. The point is that Aesop had a face almost the same as Bruce Wayne's and dared to steal his own things. It would be too provocative.

"His hands are strong." Aesop frowned, ignoring the pain in his wrist. Aesop knew his own strength. After getting along with Jason and training for a year and a half, his strength, speed, and explosive power were in the original position. On some basis, it has increased a lot.

It can be said that Aesop should be free to break free from the hands of an ignorant playboy. It is also because of this kind of thinking that Aesop approached Bruce with a sense of revenge, but the reality is ruthless. Slapped him.

Coupled with the sudden awareness of the other party grabbing his hand, and the familiar eyes of the other party, Bruce Wayne, he is definitely not as simple as an ordinary richest man.

Jason shrugged. He took out the wallet he had just stolen and took out the cash inside. He threw the wallet into the trash can. Jason briefly counted the amount of cash and showed a satisfied smile. "It's actually about a thousand dollars. It would be great if there were more 'events' like this in the future."

Jason put his hands on Aesop's shoulders and pushed him forward. "Go, I'll take you to bandage first, and then we'll have a good day."

Aesop suppressed the suspicion surging in his heart, the more important thing now is to bandage his arm, otherwise it will become inertial dislocation after a long time.

What's more, what does Bruce Wayne's other identity have to do with him?Their lives will never intersect except just now.

What happened in the morning still had an impact on Aesop, who found that he couldn't fully devote himself to the activities of the day, and even his usual favorite McDonald's became dull.

At night, Jason and Aesop walked on the street one after another. There were no pedestrians on the street after eleven o'clock. Aesop's silence today also affected Jason.

Jason secretly glanced at Aesop behind him. Aesop hung his head in frustration, with a bandage wrapped around his neck and his left hand hanging on his chest.

Jason was thinking distressedly about how to get Aesop to divert his attention from this morning's failure. He glanced and saw the black armored car parked at the corner of the street.

A pure black armored car was parked under the flickering street lights. Its bat-shaped body told Jason who its owner was, and almost all of its body was in the shadows. If it wasn't for the flickering lights that made Jason notice it, maybe They just missed it.

Jason put one arm around Aesop, and with the other hand moved Aesop's jaw and forced him to look up at the Batmobile.

Jason clicked twice, and said eccentrically, "Look, this is our Dark Knight's Batmobile."

Jason's eyeballs rolled, and he showed an evil smile: "You said, what will happen to Batman when he comes back and finds that one of his Batmobile's tires is missing?"

Aesop raised his eyes and looked at Jason, without any emotion in his eyes, which made Jason a little embarrassed thinking that his idea was not approved by Aesop. A few seconds later, Aesop showed an evil smile of the same style as Jason, He took out a wrench from his trouser pocket: "Arrangement."

The author has something to say:

Annual Brave Award: Aesop, the brave man who dares to break ground on the head of his father Batman.