After the whitewashing of Chaoying, they were reborn [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Sasha's Great Healing Technique has shown extraordinary results on the third day.

The leader of the rebel army was naked from the upper body, leaning on the sink with one hand, tilting his head slightly, and shaving his face with a blade in the bathroom.

He ate and lived with his soldiers, and it was basically impossible to live the exquisite life of the past.

But Bruce Wayne didn't need time to adapt.When he traveled in his early years, he was used to the days of suffering.

The face of the man in the mirror originally looked ten years older than his actual age.

The continuous high-load of fighting, and the continuous taking of strengthening drugs, it is impossible to give his human body any buffer time.

In the first year, his real identity has been made public.But gradually, no one remembered that their silent and powerful leader was once a famous nobleman in Gotham, the charming Brucey baby.

Before everything happened, his partner in the Zhenglian always hated attending banquets and other occasions with him-that meant that all the beautiful girls' eyes would be snatched by Bruce.

"You'll find he's more lovable with a mask on," Hal commented angrily, "Really."

Now the Great Healing Technique is taking effect in his body.

On the third day, the strands of white hair on his temples had all turned black.

This weather-beaten face, like retrospective magic, slowly smooths away wrinkles, hides deep dark circles, and erases those hideous burns on the surface.

Bruce Wayne's eye-catching handsome face is being revealed little by little.

But it doesn't matter to him.

What really matters is that he starts dismantling the exoskeleton on his back that's starting to rust.

His body is better than anyone knows.

A hundred times worse.

When Bruce is disengaged from the exoskeleton power unit, he is basically equivalent to a paralyzed patient who cannot move.

He clenches his fists, walks, sits, fights, every command transmitted from the motor nerves can no longer be received by his body.

He became a meat rack hanging from an exoskeleton device.So I have seriously considered, let myself become a cyborg like Cyborg.

Now, the exoskeleton on his back has been removed to the fourth section.

Bruce was experiencing what it was like to regain control of his body, learn to control the blade with his fingers again, and shave himself clean.

However, he deliberately pressed the blade deeper, cutting a bloody mark on his chin.Then approach a mirror to assess how quickly the wound is healing.

The face of the man in the mirror is getting younger.

Only those blue eyes are old.

"Jim. I've always wondered if there was one more chance."

At the beginning of the third year, sitting in front of Jim Gordon's hospital bed, he uttered a passage that he had buried for a long time and would never say it again.

"—I will kill the clown with my own hands before this happens."

clown.Damn him.

In this world, no one wants the clown to die more than him.

He deserves to die in the stinky Gotham sewers.Like a mad dog that was beaten to death, the body was surrounded by fat rats, and finally it was gnawed with a mottled white bone.

The Joker shoots Gordon's wife and mutilates his daughter Barbara - the righteous and passionate Batgirl - to the point where she is confined to a wheelchair for the rest of her life.

A clown beat a child to death with a crowbar.When he lifts the body of Jason Todd out of the rubble, the child is barely human.

Everything this lunatic has done is to shake the tenets of the Dark Knight's life.He wants the greatest hero of Gotham to accompany him into the abyss. When he dies, the noble cloak of the Gotham knight will be corroded by his blood.

"Ah... Batsy, Batsy," said the clown, "you never let me win once. I should treat myself better and challenge the easy difficulty."

—and when Clark tore his heart open, the demon let out the best, most fulfilled laugh of his life.

"Jim, I should have killed Clark before he corrupted Clark."

The scarred knight sat by the bed, and told the old man whose time was approaching, the plan that he had repeatedly perfected in his heart but could never be realized.

"When I kill the clown, I'm bound to have unforeseen changes. So before that, I will make a detailed plan for myself. I can't let Dick and Aff do it-they can never do it , will only let me get worse and worse."

"Perhaps, I can hand over the entire assassination plan to Bane or Deathstroke. Let them kill me before I am alienated. The body must be crushed to prevent someone from putting me in the Lazarus Pool."

The world regards the leader of the rebel army as the greatest hero.Only he knows what a heavy cross he is carrying.

If Clark Kent was a sinner in this world.

—then he is the culprit.

"And if it were possible to do it all over again, none of this would have happened."

Gordon said.

This loyal old Gotham cop was suffering from severe lung cancer before fighting the Injustice.

The booster pills intensified his symptoms, and by the third year he was incurable.

He can no longer contribute in this war.But he figured, at least he could do something for the Gotham Knights.

Gordon said: "The existence of the clown is not your crime. He is the shadow born in the distortion of society. It is not God who made society like this, but us. You can't take the crimes of the whole world on yourself, just Like Superman can't take the world's pain on himself. It's going to make you do the wrong thing."

The old policeman tried his best to prop up his sick body and hold his hand.

"I will not allow a mad dog to destroy Gotham's greatest hero. I will not allow him to destroy you, Bruce - my most loyal friend. I swear on our friendship."

The Dark Knight shook his old hand.Until this palm slipped from his hand feebly.

I don't deserve your friendship, Jim.

he thought.I'm not worth it.

Bruce stares into his blue eyes in the mirror until he sees the bathroom door, poked open by a cane.

Sasha poked his head: "Brother, you didn't close the door, brother."

So this dog leg, of course, squeezed in and closed the door for him.

By the way, shut yourself in the bathroom.

Bruce: "..."

Sasha came to see the effect of the sr card.

With such a precious card, of course he had to check and accept his own achievements to get a sense of accomplishment.

Half of the exoskeleton device on Bruce's back was dismantled, and the dismantling method was probably very violent. He saw a star and a half of the white bones inside.

Even so, the Great Healing Technique still exerted the strength that the SR card should have.The bone-deep pit on Bruce's back did not bleed, but was slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sasha was a little confused: [Does my elder brother have a tendency to self-destruct?If I give him the physique of a dead waiter, will he have to torture himself to death every day? 】

He saw that the exoskeleton device on Bruce's leg hadn't been removed, so he kindly reminded him:

"Brother, don't tear it down too hard. This card... has the ability to heal all old injuries within 10 days. The injuries caused during the period may not be healed."

Bruce: "Okay."

Sasha heard his calm and indifferent voice, even though he knew that Ah Ba's character was like this, he still couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Mainly because the day before yesterday, he drew another card, intending to show his new teammates the arrogance and fighting power of the so-called space-time corrector.

... As a result, the combat effectiveness was not displayed.Because his face is too dark.

390 reward points, and he drew another 100, resulting in a pile of rubbish.

Swiping five battle cards at once seemed to have absorbed all of his European energy.When Sasha told Bat one by one about the newly drawn common cards, he embarrassed himself—fortunately, there were no fancy clothes this time.

Sasha bit the bullet and read the card: "...The second ability is to summon a tomato that will hit people when it hears a joke; the third ability is to fly props for 2 hour; the fourth ability is to get a handful of universal soil In theory, any seed can be cultivated, and the white, viscous liquid is regularly irrigated at three o'clock in the afternoon every day—”

Batman: "..."

Sasha: "...oh what it means is, just plain milk - I mean real milk, pure milk that you can drink, pure milk from a cow."

Afraid of being misunderstood by the serious and serious Dark Knight, he jumped up and explained three times, but was stopped by Batman raising his hand.

This time the card was drawn, and a small tube of healing needles came out.But it's an r card, so it doesn't have the buggy effect of big healing, and it can slowly restore 30% of the blood.

Batman glanced at his leg and said, "You can use it first."

Sasha hurriedly said, "It makes sense."

The backhand was used by Ye Yi.

He was thinking, because of the Temple Rebellion, maybe everyone was looking forward to him, but in the end, his face turned black, making him look like he came to the rebels to rub chicken legs.

The more I think about it, the more guilty I feel, even though Batman is going to take away his [universal soil] - he doesn't know what Batman wants to plant.

The system makes a reasonable guess: [Maybe your elder brother has been underground for a long time and wants to grow watermelons for himself. 】

Sasha stood in the bathroom, watched Bruce wipe the foam off his face with a towel, and was silent for a while, but couldn't help muttering:

"Brother, you have to trust me. I'm not here to make money. In fact, my ability is quite strong sometimes."

Bruce: "Yeah."

Sasha: "And I have inherent skills! I can drive a car, and I can be your driver; I can also throw a sniper and shoot long-range thieves."

System: [Dog host, you have the nerve to say this. 】

Others don't know, but it knows everything.

Sasha's ability to race like a god and shoot through Yang at a hundred paces is all because he is an old man - his fighting style is usually to shoot someone from a distance, and then run away...

Sasha was confident: [Why are you embarrassed?People are all about showing themselves at the right time. 】

He was still arguing with the dog system when he heard Bruce say, "You killed people before."

Of course Sasha knew Batman's principle of not killing, so he hardened his scalp and said obediently, "I'm just protecting myself... If others don't beat me to death, I won't fight back."

Bruce didn't say anything, after wiping his face, he turned to turn on the hot water in the shower cubicle.

In the gradually filling white water vapor, he looked back at Sasha and said nothing.

The little golden retriever has no eyesight, and struggles to get into the shower room on crutches, and wants to continue discussing the next whitewashing plan with him.

...When he was thrown out of the bathroom with the hood in his hands, he just bumped into Ye Yi who came to pick him up.

Ye Yi picked him up and said with emotion: "At first I thought you would be afraid of him, but I was thinking too much."

To be precise, I think less.I didn't expect this guy to be so natural.

Sasha thought to himself, he was the one who survived in his father's hands, how could he be afraid of big bats?

Sasha leaned on his shoulder and said, "I really want to go to Manhattan."

Ye Yi: "It's coming soon. Didn't you notice? The whole base is preparing to be transferred, and this medical base is going to be abandoned."

Rebel bases are spread all over the world, connected by countless portals - the technology of the portals still comes from Apocalypse, and Batman is designed based on the transformation of the sonic boom channel.

In order to prevent being taken away by the Injustice Alliance all at once, the Rebel Army will build enough lead-containing bases in advance, and then move among these bases from time to time.

Sasha's leg was almost ready for plaster removal under the treatment rays.

But the doctor has reservations about his rehabilitation: the little prince's physique is inherently weak, and he can't sit around all day long, which may leave sequelae.

Sasha: "It's okay! Grayson, you can call me Little Cripple later on."

Ye Yi sighed without leaving a trace: "Farewell. I quite like calling you little prince."

When they returned to the ward dormitory, everyone was packing up.

After this wave of transfers, most people will be scattered all over the world, and they may never see each other again, so the lying talk will be extra real.

Ye Yi was packing up, and Sasha listened with his plaster leg in his arms.

It seemed that Ah Hua was crying and complaining that after he had sex with the girlfriend he knew in the base, they dumped him.

Sasha had never had sex before, and he was always unable to intervene in such a topic about a man's dignity, as he would expose the fact that he was a virgin.

But it's different now, he immediately put on the posture of someone who came here, and said in a low voice:

"Ah Hua, is your method wrong? You have to put others on top, so that they can control themselves and not be too supportive. You must be afraid of them, that's why they broke up with you."

Ah Hua: "...I'm afraid... How big is this...?"

Sasha recalled the time when he was holding his father, and made a rough gesture with both hands.

Ah Hua was shocked!

The way he looked at the little prince suddenly changed, he was both envious and inferior.

His little face is so pretty, but he turned out to be a giant dio with a childlike face...!

Ye Yi was making the quilt, so close to them that he heard them all.

Ye Yi: The old man on the subway looks at his phone.jpg

He pushed the nonsense little prince into the treatment cabin with his golden-haired head, hooked his hands at Ah Hua, and said, "Hansen, come here."

The DCNo.1 self-propelled cannon hooked Ah Hua's neck and whispered at the door of the dormitory for a while.

The next morning, when it was their turn to start the transfer, Sasha saw Ahua holding his girlfriend sweetly and stepping into the portal leading to Manhattan with them.

Sasha was still being carried by Ye Yi, and he said boldly on his shoulder: "Look, if you encounter obstacles on the emotional road, what effect will it have if someone who has experienced it like me gives advice? It will make sense."

Ye Yi echoed: "Yes, yes, just one point."

He passed through the portal, and before he got off Yeyi's shoulder, he heard a girl behind him shout, "Little Krypton!"

When he turned around, it was Pei Bo.

Pepper: "...God."

She couldn't say any more for a while, so she hugged Sasha tightly when she came up.

Unlike the rest of the Resistance, she had seen Sasha at his most pampered.

At that time, the little prince was standing on the tarmac in San Francisco, pulling his bright red hood, overlooking all of them.Under the bright blond hair, a small face with a skin as white as snow, is really a little canary held by the gods in the world and has never suffered.

It's only been a few months since then, who would have expected such a shocking change?

Little Canary has become what it is now, with a pitiful limp on one leg, and the bones under his clothes are rotten.

Even the golden hair seemed to be dimmed.

Pei Bo touched his little face distressedly, which made Sasha feel very embarrassed, and looked at Ye Yi as if asking for help.

Ye Yi walked away shyly.

He could only pat Peibo on the back and said, "It's okay, it's okay, you're exaggerating."

Pepper lowered his voice: "Peter was brought back, right here."

Sasha was excited: "...What?!!?"

He still wanted to ask something, but he saw a slim MK1616 standing beside him.

It seems to have been watching him for a long time.

Sasha: "...uh... Pepper, this is?"

MK1616 was silent for a long while, as if trying his best, finally choked out a soft female voice: "...I am also Pepper."

Sasha: "???"

...What the hell, you are Pepper, so who is this I'm holding? ?