I plant trees in the superhero world

Hearing the phrase "Get out of my Gotham", Cyril was not happy. When Batman appeared in New York before, why didn't he think that he was not in Gotham? If he had known, he would have been told "Get out of my Gotham", at that time, he would just say "Get out of my New York".

Bruce stared at the woman's slender back. Although she looked delicate, she was the one who summoned a blue dragon in New York's Central Park. If it is sexual, she will be even more terrifying.

After the Great War in New York, as soon as he returned to Gotham, he proposed many targeted battle plans against Silla, but because of his limited understanding of her abilities, the proposed plans were not perfect, so he put them aside for now. No matter how I thought about it, I never expected to meet her in Gotham, or under the bat light.

Cyril turned around and looked at Bruce's figure. Batman's suit was black, blending with the night, almost indistinguishable. He could only see a figure in the distance, and his exposed chin .

Cyril and Batman looked at each other from a distance, and Bruce was now on the roof, looking down at Cyril, with his lips tightly pressed together, looking resolute and dangerous.

After a while, Cyril said: "Why, this Gotham really belongs to you?"

He didn't know why, he wanted to speak normally, but when he opened his mouth, his tone became a little rushed.

Bruce looked at Silla coldly. He also knew how dangerous this woman was, but she was probably considered a good person because she heroically saved someone when the aliens invaded New York.

"Get out of my Gotham."

Cyril was in a complicated mood, he was not offended, and he was not very angry, well, he knew that Batman was such a person, even though he spoke a little more bluntly now, he knew that this was just his usual style.

Cyril wanted to sigh, his temper was really getting better and better, and now he didn't feel much when he was bullied, and he was still helping others.

"I don't do anything, I just want to..." Cyril was at a loss for words when he thought that the summoning of the bat light was not the Batman in front of him.

Batman turned his head and glanced at Cyril, as if waiting for him to continue.

"...I just want to see the Bat Light, a famous scenic spot in Gotham." Sure enough, Cyril always said something stupid when his brain was short-circuited.

Batman became stiff as soon as he said this. It was the first time someone mentioned Gotham's famous scenic spot, the Bat Light, in front of him, and he felt like he was choking.

"You go back to New York when you're done." Batman decided to skip this embarrassing topic.

"Hehe, fine, I'll go." Cyril laughed dryly twice.

Cyril didn't teleport away hastily, he didn't want to expose his skills in front of Batman, so he pretended to be calm and quickly teleported away around the corner.

Cyril didn't dare to teleport back to the hotel directly, first teleported to a random place, checked himself, and asked in his heart: "System, is there anything extra on me?"

[Four bugs, two locators. ]

Cyril rummaged around, finally found all the bugs and locators, dropped them, and teleported away.

Batman looked at the display on his hand where the locator was displayed, and fell silent.

Arkham Asylum...

Even Cyril himself didn't expect that the place where he dropped the locator casually was the Arkham Asylum, which caused much trouble to the suspicious Batman.At this time, he was paralyzed on the bed, sleeping soundly.

The so-called 21 days to form a good habit, even though Cyril has been exercising with Steve for a long time, after waking up at six o'clock, he only hesitated for a moment before falling into a deep sleep.

Oh, Gotham is so dangerous, let's sleep, it's too dangerous to go out early in the morning...

Originally, Cyril's main purpose of coming to Gotham was to see the park and then water it. It didn't matter if he didn't leave the hotel during the day, but he naturally didn't expect that Steve would come to Gotham.

"Good afternoon, Cyril, I'm in Gotham, where are you now?"

Cyril was so frightened that he quickly sat up from the bed, didn't he tell him not to come yesterday, why did he still come to Gotham?

"Steve, aren't you very busy these days, why did you come here suddenly?" The key point is that he is still lying on the bed, and he hasn't brushed his teeth or washed his face. How can he see people at this moment?

"Gotham is too dangerous, I don't worry about you alone." Steve's steady voice came from the microphone.

Cyril sighed. He wondered if his relationship with Steve was a little closer. If he didn't know that Steve was a straight man of steel, he would definitely think there was something wrong with their relationship.

"I'm at 17, Building 1703, Wayne Hotel, come here."

After hanging up the phone, Cyril hurriedly got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face. After seeing the messy quilt, he still folded it properly. In fact, he usually doesn't care about the bed in the hotel, but now that Steve is coming, if he sees such a messy bed, he must I will clean it up myself, if so, Cyril might as well clean it up by himself.

About 10 minutes later, the doorbell rang, and Cyril opened the door. It was Steve, who hadn't seen him for a few days. I somehow felt that Steve was quite handsome today, and he looked refreshed. I was stunned.

"Cyril?" Steve yelled uncomfortably when he saw Cyril looking at him in a daze.

"Ah?" Cyril came back to his senses, "Ah, it's okay, I think...you cleaned up well today." It's quite... handsome.

In fact, take a closer look at what Steve is wearing today. In the past, he was wearing old-fashioned jackets. Today, he is wearing a tailored shirt. His shoulders are wide and his waist is narrow. A muscular man like Tiff was blatantly seductive in his shirt.

"Oh... This is the clothes that Natasha helped me choose." Steve was also a little embarrassed. He also felt a little uncomfortable wearing such tight clothes, but seeing Cyril's dazed expression, he felt, also It's not bad, it's no wonder that he suffered so much along the way.

No wonder, the clothes chosen by the Black Widow really fit Steve's figure, that's...

Cyril laughed, "Aren't you uncomfortable? Are you wearing a bit tight?"

"...A little bit."

"But it's really handsome." Cyril nodded in agreement, looked at Steve's empty hands, and asked doubtfully, "Where's your luggage? You can't just come here with all your clothes on."

"I booked a room next door and things have been put down."

"Have you eaten, what do you have for lunch?" When Cyril said this, his eyes glanced at Steve's stomach, and he could still see his tight belly through the thin tight-fitting shirt Muscle lines, Cyril silently looked away again.

What a man full of temptation.

"Didn't eat it, you decide, I'm not familiar with it here either."

"Then eat it directly in Wayne Hotel, the restaurant on the second floor is not bad."

The restaurant in the Wayne Hotel, Cyril, used to eat very often. Before he was with Bruce, he would often send him and his girlfriend to rest in the hotel. He would eat something in the restaurant by the way. At that time, his life as Bruce Assistant, you don't need to pay for the meal, it will be directly charged to Bruce's account.

The two of them ordered some food casually and chatted while eating.

Thinking of something, Cyril suddenly laughed, "Steve, don't eat too much. Your clothes are tight. If you eat too much, your clothes may not be able to bear it."

Steve was helpless, "I will pay attention."

"I knew I should have asked you to change your clothes, and change them to something that is good for you." Cyril joked, although he felt that Steve was a bit hard to wear this shirt at the time, but it was really handsome. I just forgot to wear clothes that modify my figure like this, it's really not good to eat.

He used to wear very tight clothes on some occasions with Bruce, and he didn’t eat much. Suddenly, he began to feel sorry for Steve’s swelling, especially because Steve is a sporty man with a big appetite. This dress particularly wronged my stomach.

Steve lowered his blue dog eyes, feeling very helpless, especially when he saw Cyril smiling happily.

Linda followed her boss into the restaurant, and she didn't understand why she had to come to the restaurant of the Wayne Hotel for dinner after traveling all the way. He saw a familiar figure.

I haven't seen him for two years, and Cyril has become more and more handsome, tall and straight like a bamboo pole, wearing a long black thin coat, very handsome, and then look at the man opposite him, blond, handsome, with a stalwart figure, suddenly Lin Da seems to have realized something, looking at others, and then at the way his boss is not squinting, never squinting, he understands.

She said, why do you have to take a detour to eat, it turns out that "the drunkard doesn't care about drinking".

Cyril kept chatting and laughing with Steve, without paying attention to his surroundings. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a man and a woman passing by and didn't pay attention until he heard a female voice calling, "Long time no see, Cyril."

Cyril turned his head reflexively, and saw two familiar figures, a man with a serious face stood behind a woman winking at him, and Cyril was in a complicated mood for a while.

He stood up and smiled at the person who came, "Long time no see, Linda." He secretly scratched his palm, "Bruce, long time no see."

Steve realized the situation in front of him, Bruce Wayne, Cyril's ex-boyfriend, Batman of Gotham, was also a stumbling block on his way forward.

Steve stood up and held out his hand to "stumbling block": "Hello, Mr. Wayne."

Bruce stretched out his hand lazily, shook hands with Steve before letting go: "Hello, you are..."

Cyril curled his lips inwardly, who didn't know whose identity, so he pretended.

Steve is Captain America after all, he can bend and stretch, and said calmly: "My name is Steve Rogers, and I'm Cyril's friend."

Linda roared silently in her heart: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhss!

Cyril also noticed that the atmosphere between the two men was a bit tense. At this moment, he felt something was wrong. He thought that the relationship between him and Steve was innocent, and Steve was always a man. How does he feel now? ...Steve bent?

Cyril wondered if he had misunderstood, after all, one of the major illusions in life, he seemed to like me, what if he thought too much?He felt that nothing happened between him and Steve, why does it seem that Steve has feelings for him?

Bruce also looked out of sight: "I'm also Cyril's former boss, so it doesn't matter if we sit down and have a meal together." His face was full of arrogance, like a libertine.

Cyril and Steve looked at each other helplessly. Although he knew that the needy look in front of him was just Bruce's disguise, it was really worth a beat.

"It may not be convenient." Cyril didn't want to talk to him at all, and he didn't want to have any extra contact with Bruce.

Seeing Cyril's indifferent look, Steve slightly bent his mouth.

"Forget it, I'm just talking casually. Linda, let's stay in the old position." Bruce waved his hand and walked straight to the position he always liked.

Cyril quietly breathed a sigh of relief, just for a moment, he really thought that these two people would fight.

The author has something to say that there will actually be no Shura field at this time. The captain and Cyril have no relationship that can make the captain jealous on the surface. Bruce is also a high-end playboy. I can hardly imagine him being jealous. If If it's Tony, it's possible, hahahahahaha