[Zhongyingmei] Treatment is for protection!

Wei Lin said so, but he didn't let himself go into a coma. To be honest, after going through these extremely miserable experiences, he couldn't believe that a good man with merit suddenly appeared now. He is not at ease.

Wei Lin only felt something break and grow on the back of the shoulder blade. It wasn't painful, but a comfortable feeling of stretching out.

He could easily feel the vibration of the wings, although he didn't control it himself.

The flying speed was very fast, and he leaped lightly into the room that Yitong mentioned. The distance of dozens of floors seemed to be just for viewing.

Even the landing was as light as a cat, Wei Lin just drew the curtains and stood in front of the window without touching anything here.

Wei Lin wondered how he would explain it if the owner happened to come over here.

"Someone is here..."

After a while, Yitong said to Wei Lin.

It stretched out its energy tentacles nervously, wanting to see the people outside.

Batman was breathing heavily, and the wound on his body only had time to be bandaged, and the blood was dripping down the suit.

The Joker is once again playing "guess I buried the dynamite there" and Batman has once again managed to stop him and save Gotham, teetering on the brink of destruction.

It was like a circle that went round and round and never ended, and he was firmly trapped in it.

He was exhausted physically and mentally, but he didn't dare to break through. After breaking through a circle and breaking through the bottom line once, the rest would be easy. He didn't want to let himself become a strange and terrifying appearance.

Batman walked to the door of his well-prepared safe house, and felt a faint sight before touching the doorknob.

Batman's brows and eyes immediately became sharp and vigilant, although he didn't feel any malice.

The exhaustion that was revealed before was like ebbing tide for a moment, and the rest was hard rock.

Slightly twitching the wings of his nose, the bloody smell that couldn't be blocked through the door made Batman quickly turn around many thoughts and guesses, all of which were extremely bad without exception.His complexion immediately turned ugly, but it was hidden under the pitch-black mask. On the bright side, he remained calm, but his fingers were already on his waist.

The moment he pushed the door open, Batman instinctively attacked in the direction of the uninvited guest.

Wei Lin, who originally wanted to greet his master friendly and then explain the situation, quickly dodged the oncoming darts.

This familiar reaction, familiar formula...

Before he had time to think about it, Wei Lin instinctively equated the future man with the psychopaths who attacked him when they saw him on the road, and stabbed him with the last tube of anesthetic in his hand.

But this person is much stronger than those on the road, with sharp attacks and quick reactions.

Smelling the same strong smell of blood on the opponent's body, Wei Lin, who was controlled by his hands, looked ugly. The two criminals he met before were useful to keep him, but if he really met someone who was only out to kill, he really had no choice.

Even if he died once, his desire to survive was very tenacious, so he naturally struggled hard.

But Wei Lin, who was at a disadvantage as soon as he met him, struggled like a cub facing an adult predator, not at the same level at all.

He was soon restrained by someone who came and pressed his hands firmly to the ground.

"Host, he has very strong merits! Don't hit him, the restrictions will be even more severe!" Yitong shouted anxiously.

Wei Lin cursed inwardly, he must be able to fight in such a situation, it's really fucking...

The touch of the thin and slender wrist in his hand made Bruce a little surprised. He heard the cracking sound of the other's wrist bones, as if he could break them with a little more force.

The previous fights were all done between lightning and flint, and it was only at this time that Batman noticed that the unexpected guest was just a young boy.

The image of the boy was very embarrassing, dusty as if he had rolled in the dust, and was covered in blood, but his black eyes were still fierce, and he bared his teeth and claws to demonstrate.Even though he was completely suppressed by him at this moment and couldn't move, he looked at him rebelliously with eyes full of anger, as if he didn't have the slightest fear.

Batman raised his eyebrows, but he didn't let his guard down.

In Gotham, letting your guard down usually means death, whether you're dealing with a seemingly fragile beauty or a child.

"who are you?"

Batman didn't relax his grip because of Wei Lin's seemingly fragile image at this time, and even increased his grip on his wrist while asking questions, firmly restraining Wei Lin.

Being thrown heavily to the ground by the man in black in front of him, Wei Lin felt a mouthful of blood stuck in his chest—real blood.

His eyes turned black but he was unwilling to show weakness.

Hearing this person's question, Wei Lin didn't say a word.

"Say!"

Batman's eyes darkened, and he shackled Wei Lin's hands on his right hand, while his left hand was already pinching Wei Lin's neck.

Wei Lin frowned fiercely, because it was controlled by one hand, and the opponent was more cautious than before, and the pain caused Wei Lin to suspect that his wrist had been broken.

The lungs had been pierced twice by bullets before, but Wei Lin didn't care because of his body's recovery ability. At this time, he felt suffocated by his throat, and his already chaotic mind became even more confused.

Even if I don't want to show weakness, I don't have the energy to struggle.

"cough...cough"

Scarlet blood dripped from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably.

Batman frowned, he raised his body a little without letting go of his control, and only then did he see that the boy was seriously injured, and the blood that almost stained him red that he saw before seemed to be his own.

Batman's eyes widened slightly. Seeing that Wei Lin seemed to be losing consciousness, he immediately let go of the restraint on him.

Wei Lin was able to catch his breath a little bit, but his body was still limp and he couldn't muster any strength for a while.

Try to open your eyes and stare at this person, then close your eyes to calm your breathing.

Batman fully received Wei Lin's glare, and his momentum was good, but coupled with the young man's weak state at this time and the foggy eyes that were obviously misaligned even if he stared over, it was an obvious bluff.

Wei Lin was surprised when he felt his own person being hugged. Hei Liang also brought bewildered eyes to make him look less fierce, unexpectedly matching the cute and immature appearance.

Batman pursed his lips, admitting that although he still didn't relax his vigilance, he had already softened his heart towards this boy of unknown origin who appeared in his safe house.

Put Wei Lin in the bathroom, he is too dirty and needs to be cleaned up.

Wei Lin, who had recovered his strength, could only now see the face of the person opposite him clearly.

Then I felt that I had been greatly frightened.

This is Batman, right?right?

The coser’s equipment is too good, even if he recovers from wounds, can he copy and paste it?

Thinking of the few Batman movies I saw sporadically when I was young, my memory is already blurred, but it is not so easy to completely forget the various neuropathy in it, no matter how respectable Batman was in the past, now Wei Lin also only felt that the whole person was not well.

He had seen a lot of dark and cruel sides in his previous life, but that was just an ordinary world. Gotham was completely in the hard mode of hell, and he, a captain of the criminal police team who had lost the ability to attack, was simply not enough to look at here.

Seeing Batman's hand reaching out to help him unbutton the button to clean the wound, Wei Lin didn't feel the surprise and excitement of seeing his idol at all, only full of shock!

Batman saw that the originally rebellious boy showed a little panic when he stretched out his hand. He was only puzzled and remembered the current situation for a moment.

They were in the bathroom, and it was already smoky after the hot water was released. Looking at the dirty clothes on the boy's body, he wanted to clean up the wound. Obviously, these clothes could not be worn, and he was going to take them off just now.

He himself naturally treats the boy as a child and a wounded person, but to the boy, he is just an adult male who can completely suppress him and carry him into the bathroom without warning.

As long as you have a little understanding of Gotham, you will know that most of Gotham people don't pay attention to conscience, and it is very common for teenagers or even children to be coveted for their good looks.

Judging from the boy's beautiful eyes, even if he has a flowery face, he can easily be spotted by people who are not so picky eaters.

In connection with the injuries on the young man, what is there that Batman doesn't understand?

If Wei Lin knew what Batman was thinking about, he would definitely say to him tiredly:

No!You don't understand anything! !

White shirt and light blue jeans, still elastic waist, not even a belt.Playboy Bruce said that there was no difficulty at all, and the action was very fast.It's just that he looks more and more like a veteran, and feeling the stiff body of the young man under his hands, Batman feels that he has probably been equated with a pedophile in the eyes of the other party.

But Batman didn't explain too much, no matter how pitiful the boy looked, he never forgot his suspicious points, and he wouldn't take it lightly just because he could find his safe house.

After only half of the washing, Wei Lin regained some strength and chose to wash it by himself.

He is not used to letting others approach when he is vulnerable, let alone someone who can completely suppress him. Batman's approach makes him almost reflexively want to back up or attack, even if he knows that this person is probably Batman himself.

But now both parties have no trust at all, this is the instinct to protect themselves.

It was only when the wound was revealed that Batman realized that the boy's injury was much more serious than he had imagined. The blood on his body should indeed be his own. With such amount of bleeding and injury, another person would have died long ago. I don't know how many times. However, the boy didn't seem to be affected much, and he was able to resist his attack a little bit before.

"...Why did you come here?"

Batman asked, his deep and hoarse voice was a bit gloomy, with a strong sense of oppression, it didn't sound like a superhero but a bit like a villain lurking behind the scenes.

When he first watched Batman, Wei Lin thought that Batman would kill those criminals who committed a lot of crimes with violence, but he didn't.

Wei Lin didn't understand when he was young, and was angry that Batman didn't kill those bad guys, but he understood a little when he grew up.

Batman is a respectable great man.

"I was locked up and wanted to sell, so I managed to escape. I called the police station, but just in time I saw someone receiving a call from the police station. My escape was discovered. I had to hide and look for another chance. I left, but I was met by that group of people again on the way to the police station, and finally fled here."

Batman's Adam's apple twitched, and he naturally knew what Wei Lin meant. He was a little sad and helpless. It is indeed not uncommon for the police in Gotham to collude with gangsters.

but,

"This is the top floor..." If you want to hide, you should choose this place.

"You've got to keep me a little secret, sir."

Wei Lin twitched the corner of his mouth.