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"Hey, hey, wait a minute."

Hal stopped helplessly, "What about your speed?"

"Hey, pay attention to concealment."

The two walked forward side by side, "Are you here to persuade me?"

"Why do you want to persuade you?" Barry bought two extra-large servings of Haagen-Dazs from the ice cream truck on the road. "But I'm really curious. You seem to be targeting the big bat all the time, just because he slapped your ring?"

"What do you mean by rubbing my ring? It's because he took advantage of others!" Hal's head was throbbing with veins, "And I didn't target him, let's talk about the matter, don't you want to treat that guy who treats others like monkeys?" Beat him up and kick his ass hard."

After staying at Clark's house for a long time, Barry, who fully understands who is the father of the funder and the omnipotent father of the funder, whistled, "I applaud your ambition, and I will support you spiritually."

"But to be honest, are you really angry?" After a while, Barry, who had already emptied a box of ice cream, approached stealthily with another box.

"Aren't you angry? If you move slower, if I charge the ring slower, or if my ring can't block that attack, the city we're standing on now will become a dead city! "

"I am also very scared. After all, this is the first time I have participated in such a big incident as a superhero. I am also very worried that I will not be able to bear such a big responsibility. So many lives are involved in the case than I can handle in my entire life." The sum of all the victims I have seen is countless times more." Barry breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm not afraid of your jokes, I didn't fall asleep last night, and I couldn't believe that I really did it."

"But it's not something he can control, and it's not that as long as he says it, nothing will happen." Barry said pertinently, "And we all know that if we can't do it, then no one else will come out to do it. "

"I understand." Hal slowed down his tone, "but he should at least tell us in advance, instead of hastily waiting for everything to happen before giving orders."

"I agree with that." Barry thought deeply, "It's really hard to get something useful out of that guy's mouth."

the other side.

"Don't worry, he just couldn't accept it for a while." Clark patted Bruce on the shoulder, "I believe he will understand you."

"He's right." Bruce said, his expression still indifferent.

He stood up and walked to the side of the bookshelf. The tragic scene of the metropolis was continuously circulating from the TV on the bookshelf accompanied by the host's heavy voice.

The only thing that is gratifying is that no one was killed in this battle - it was a miracle - Barry and Hal's abilities were as he expected, very suitable for extreme rescue duties, and Diana who suddenly appeared also helped them Shared a lot of pressure.

But even so, the loss caused by this incident to the city was catastrophic. Even without reading these reports, he could still imagine what kind of devastated scenes would be in the hospitals of Metropolis.

Clark showed a little worry, "Don't think that way, this is already the best result, even...it's not your fault."

Bruce didn't speak, but Clark knew that he couldn't change his mind with just a few words, so he looked even more worried.

But they still have a lot of things to do, none of them have time to stay at home because of this problem, Bruce is determined to make up for the losses caused by this incident, and this incident made him see the joint external Necessity and urgency, he needs to make some preparations in advance.

As for whether the members he fancy will agree to participate, in fact, he is not worried at all, after all, Batman always has a way.

For Clark, this is also a busy time. Although the Daily Planet building was affected and unusable, Perry still will not give up this great opportunity to make the newspaper a sensation in the country.

So they had to miss the big and small celebration parties spontaneously organized by the reborn citizens, and the colleagues of the newspaper office squeezed into a small temporarily rented office and worked hard to sort out the reports.

Topics about Superman, topics about Luthor, topics about a few new unsung heroes... This is simply a gluttonous feast for journalists, with a steady stream of heavy news, and every extended topic can Taking over the headlines for the next month, now they have to worry about which ones are better to give up.

The only good news is that with Luthor's "going in", the villains and gangsters who are keen to make troubles in the metropolis and try to fish in troubled waters have become more honest. There are no accidents that need him to save for the time being, and it is precisely because of this that he can find a chance to escape. Out for dinner with the new boyfriend—although this was also the result of Clark cheating with super speed as much as the computer allowed.

In between endless revisions, Clark still occasionally thinks of Bruce's faint expression in the morning.

He was not happy, Clark knew this, but it was his own responsibility, and Clark didn't know how to relieve him.

By the time Perry finally showed mercy and let everyone go back, it was already midnight.

There was no light in Wayne Manor. It seemed that Barry and the others didn't come back. Clark flew into the Batcave with ease, and Bruce was inside.

"It's time for you to rest, you can't spoil your body like this."

Bruce didn't look back, picked up the cup and took another sip of the thick, almost paste-like coffee.

"There is still work to be done."

"You can't do this anymore." Clark grabbed his hand, frowning tightly, "You always have a limit!"

Bruce's eyes froze for a moment, and Clark's words echoed in his head with another's voice.

"People always have limits, Master Wayne."

Eight years ago, he imagined that his deeds could inspire the enthusiasm of the people of Gotham and bring something different to the city haunted by nightmares, but eight years later, Bain occupied Gotham, and the people of Gotham could not still save themselves .

He still remembers Alfred's worried eyes when he left, his expression was almost painful, "No, I'm worried that you want to fail."

He had almost given up, and had voluntarily entered into eternal sleep as Alfred had feared.

"Bruce?" Clark called out worriedly.

Bruce hooked the corners of his mouth, recovered from the memory, and his eyes softened.

He spit out the same answer as back then, "I have limits, but Batman has no limits."

After a few simple words, Bruce went back to work, and Clark helplessly flew around in the empty space of the Batcave, stopping from time to time, staring at his back with accusing eyes.

However, Clark is not so easy to compromise. Super speed is suitable for places that require a lot of calculations, especially the computer modified by Bruce is much better than ordinary computers in terms of endurance. The only obstacle is that Bruce flies from time to time. The coming eye knife and the low air pressure gradually filling the cave, but the son of steel showed the tenacity and courage like doing an exclusive interview with Luthor and blowing his own rainbow fart in the news report, as if he didn't find anything, Strongly compressed the work that would have lasted all night into half an hour.

After typing the last string of numbers, Clark appeared next to Bruce with a whoosh, staring at him with sky blue eyes without blinking, without speaking.

"...Let's go." Bruce almost got goosebumps from his stare, and reluctantly gave up the idea of ​​continuing to work.

"Tomorrow afternoon, let's finish earlier, and I'll take you to Kansas."

After washing up, the two lay side by side on the bed, Clark said suddenly.

"Ok?"

"I want to take you to meet Martha." In the darkness, Clark's eyes sparkled, "She is the best person in the world, and she will definitely like you very much."

His idea is very simple, he wants to meet the two people he loves most in this world, and he hasn't gone back to see Martha for a long time.

More importantly, he felt that Bruce was under a lot of pressure, but he didn't know what to do. He felt that someone as gentle, kind and wise as Martha must have a way to comfort him.

"Martha..." Bruce repeated in a low voice, with a complicated look on his face.

"it is good."