[Zhongyingmei] At the end of time

For Mr. Bruce Wayne, it was an ordinary and peaceful day until ten o'clock in the evening.

Sleeping until noon and getting up at noon, I went to Wayne Company in the afternoon for a stroll around doing nothing, showing the good style of a dude, eating and waiting to die, and having a romantic candlelight dinner with a supermodel whose name I forgot, regardless of the girl The cue sent her home after dinner.After returning to Wayne’s house, he changed into his Batman uniform and patrolled around at night, only to find a gang of high school students making up small-scale drug trafficking organizations. When he appeared, before he could say anything, the group High school students just run away like shit.

Call it a good day.

Until he saw a man in a black and red tights in an alley nailing a famous drug lord in Gotham to the wall.

He landed slowly, and saw that the alley seemed to be a Shura field stained with blood. The corpses of the drug lord's subordinates were scattered all over the narrow ground. The knife was nailed into the wall, and the expression on his face before death was as frightened as if he had seen a devil.

The man in tights saw Batman landed at the end of the alley, and put his fingers together between his eyebrows to signal: "Good evening, little Bat."

Batman's voice was low and hoarse: "Are you a mercenary? What are you doing in Gotham?"

The man gracefully held the handle of the knife with his backhand and tried to pull the knife out from the wall, but his movement suddenly stopped.Batman's body couldn't help tensing up, and he secretly clasped the bat dart. He felt a very dangerous aura from this man, and even felt that he might not be able to beat this mercenary if he really fought.

The man pulled it out again, but the knife still didn't move at all. The man let go of his unrestrained and unfathomable aura, and cursed: "FUCK! MOTHERFUCKER! It's too deep! Your Deadpool father wanted to pretend to be a cunt!" After all, the little bat is also the leader of the DC next door, so I really don't give my brother face."

Deadpool cursed with his own silencer, stepped on the drug lord's body, and pulled out the knife handle with both hands. The whole person flew backwards due to excessive force, and hit the wall on the other side.

Batman didn't despise Deadpool because of this. On the contrary, he saw the shadow of his old enemy, the Joker—absurd, immoral, and powerful.

Deadpool tore himself off the wall cursingly, took out a mobile phone from his pocket and showed it to Batman: "I'm here to find someone, I didn't expect your taxi drivers in Gotham to be so cold and handsome, they actually Don't even stop for me. Do you know where this address is? I'm going to find my darling."

Batman glanced at it, the address on the phone looked familiar, and after a closer look, it was the address of Wayne's house.He frowned, suspecting that Deadpool knew his identity was threatening him, so he didn't answer his words, but asked, "Has anyone told you that Gotham doesn't welcome mercenaries?"

Deadpool made a distorted shape on the wall and said: "No city welcomes mercenaries, it's just gangster vendettas. This person is a big cancer in your Gotham, isn't it okay to kill him for you? You don’t need to promise me with your body, after all, I only have the same sex as Little Spider in my heart, how about taking me to this address as a repayment?”

Batman ignored his train-running nonsense, just said: "No one can kill in Gotham without paying the price, no matter who they kill."

Deadpool helplessly spread his hands and said: "It looks like a fight is going to happen. I really don't understand the habit of you superheroes fighting when you disagree with each other. Is there anything that can't be solved by talking about it?"

Wayne House

When Luna opened her eyes, she found herself lying on a piece of lawn. She sat up unsteadily, and saw an old man squatting down slowly in front of her. She blurted out: "Ah Fu?"

The doubts and vigilance on Ah Fu's face faded away, and he reached out to help Luna up: "It turned out to be Miss Luna, she hasn't seen her for ten years."

Mr. Batman, who had just fought desperately with Deadpool, treated his wounds in the Batcave, then went to the bedroom to change into a home suit, and this is what he saw when he walked into the living room.

A girl was sitting on the sofa with Ah Fu chatting happily in a low voice, and there were also Ah Fu's exclusive secret cookies on the table.

He stepped forward and sat on the sofa on the other side, and stretched out his hand to Luna: "Hi, I'm Bruce Wayne, may I have the honor to know your name?"

Luna smiled and said, "Hi, my name is Luna, nice to meet you, Mr. Wayne."

Wayne froze for a moment, feeling that the name sounded familiar. Seeing Ah Fu's playful eyes, he suddenly recalled a winter night ten years ago.At that time he hadn't become Batman, just a young man who didn't know how to contribute to the city he grew up in.

He picked up a girl who appeared out of nowhere in the courtyard.

Later, the girl was picked up by someone in a wheelchair who claimed to be her family, and they never saw each other for ten years.

He relaxed, put away that flirtatious look, and leaned on the back of the sofa: "It's been a long time."

Luna swallowed the cookie in her mouth and said with a smile: "I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence this time. Someone should come to pick me up in a while. It won't delay you for too long."

Wayne paused when he reached for the cookie, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Do you know a mercenary in black and red tights who calls himself Deadpool?"

Luna nodded and said, "Yes."

Wayne:. ． ．

Wayne decided to change the subject: "Have you got the answer to that question you asked me ten years ago?"

Ah Fu looked at Wayne with disapproval on his face, but Luna looked calm: "I got the answer. It's just that the path I chose is different from yours."

Ten years ago

The memory of Luna, who has been brainwashed many times by Hydra, has been completely confused. Even after escaping from Hydra and returning to 2003, her situation has not improved.

In just a few days of staying at the Wayne House, she suffered from a splitting headache almost all the time, and her memory was sometimes clear and sometimes blurred.

In those brief, well-remembered moments, she asked Wayne, "Do people who kill people deserve to be forgiven?"

At that time, Wayne hadn't become Batman and saw so much darkness in the world, and he still had black and white sincerity in his heart: "A person who has killed someone should never be forgiven. Although he can make it up, he cannot. "

Luna looked at Wayne and said with a smile: "You were right at the time, not to mention that forgiveness is useless."

I no longer expect to be forgiven, I will dedicate the rest of my life to my cause, and hope that in the future I will save more people than I accidentally killed.

The two chatted for a while, and suddenly the door of Wayne's house was opened, and Deadpool stood at the door loudly: "Honey, I'm here to take you home."

Wayne felt his fist itch, but he still dutifully put on a puzzled expression: "Luna, who is he?"

Before Luna could speak, Deadpool looked at him with an exaggerated surprised expression: "Oh my God, this Batman is actually Bell's version, I thought it was because of the author's face control that forced the professor to be Zhan Yimei's version regardless of the timeline , will make Batman a larger version."

Wayne: ...I don't quite understand it but I seem to have lost my horse?

Luna dissatisfied: "What's wrong with the Bell version, isn't Bell handsome?"

Wayne interjected speechlessly: "Who is Bell?"

Luna leaned close to his ear and whispered, "This man is my father's friend, but he's not very smart."

Deadpool barked his teeth and claws and said: "I heard it! Sweetheart, are you saying that my job is good, I hate it, so don't tell other men about this kind of thing..."

Luna completely ignored Deadpool and said to Wayne: "Then I'm leaving again."

Wayne nodded and said, "Goodbye, I have time to visit Gotham in the future...Forget it, you'd better not come to Gotham."

The two looked at each other and smiled, before Luna left, she said, "I believe that one day you will invite me to Gotham."

Wayne said firmly: "I also hope that day will come sooner."

After Luna and Deadpool arrived at the academy, Deadpool said to her: "Although I really want to spend the spring night with you, James McAvoy asked you to go to him as soon as you return to the academy."

Luna didn't understand what the professor meant, she hooked her finger at Deadpool: "I'll tell you a secret."

Deadpool came over, and Luna whispered in his ear, "Zhan Yimei is my male god."

Amid Deadpool's howling "Isn't your male god Ryan Reynolds??!", Luna walked through the familiar corridor and came to the professor's office.

She pulled a chair and sat down, then smiled at the professor, "I didn't expect you to ask Wade to pick me up."

The professor explained: "He happened to have a private matter in Gotham, so I let him pass after sensing your location."

Luna's expression was calm, even with some intimacy: "It's really troublesome professor to wait for me so late."

The professor looked at her worriedly: "How much do you remember?"

Luna looked relaxed: "All. Minnesota, people who died because of me, Hydra, Gotham...and my mother."

The professor's blue eyes seemed to be able to pierce her disguise easily: "It was my idea to seal your memory at that time. At that time, your memory was too chaotic. If things go on like this, you may really forget everything. Besides, those memories are too It's been dark, that's not something you should be dealing with at your age. I'm sorry, Luna."

Luna felt that she could no longer hold back her expression of "I don't care." She lowered her eyes: "You are doing it for my own good, there is nothing to apologize for."

The professor sighed softly and said, "I just hope you can have a good talk with Logan. Of course he knew about this matter, but it was my idea from the beginning to the end. You know he loves you very much." .”

The muscles on Luna's face twitched: "But he is my father, how could he..."

She calmed down quickly, showing a tired smile: "I will talk to him about it, thank you, professor."