[Zhongyingmei] Love Diary of the Prince of Hell

What's wrong with this car accident

These days, Constantine has been making holy rune talismans under the guidance of Beria, because Constantine does not believe in light and God, and is not as convenient as those priests in making holy rune talismans. It is time to refine the bright elements in the air, and then import them into the lapis lazuli as the medium.

Constantine used this as a means of practicing magical micromanagement. Although it was cumbersome and time-consuming, there were many finished products. Each lapis lazuli bead could block one or two bullets, so he could sell it to a rich man.

Yes, that's you, Bruce Batman Wayne.

You can make money and protect long-term checks, why not do it.

Constantine touched his chin and said with a serious face: "Let me think about it, what kind of price should I set?"

Meanwhile, Wayne Manor.

Bruce Wayne is entertaining guests, butler Alfred and newly promoted son Jason Todd are standing behind him, Alfred smiles gently and kindly, Jason Todd is obviously supernatural .

Can't blame him.

More than half a month ago, Jason was just a poor boy in Crime Lane. In his perception, all magical monsters were just things to fool children.

However, everything changed when he reached out to pry the Batmobile's tire.

What Batman's real identity is Bruce Wayne, an idiot playboy, what kind of intelligent black flame fly-faced monster descended from heaven... His life has changed, the world has changed, everything has changed!

Now, Bruce from another world actually appeared.

It's not as magical as the rumors about Old Wayne's illegitimate child in the tabloids, at least not so magical.

Jason Todd, who had difficulty accepting the theory of parallel worlds, silently doubted life. He suspected that one day God would appear and say "Hi" to him.

terrible.

"You did it on purpose." Bruce Wayne looked at the 22-year-old young Bruce with mocha-colored eyes opposite him. This was the information published by a "well-informed" newspaper. Age of Crime Alley.

As for the red-haired young man sitting next to the young Bruce, Bruce Wayne never gave up observing him out of the corner of his eyes, trying to figure out the danger of the other party.

"After all, I have used the name for 19 years. If it is not necessary, I don't want to change it." The young Bruce, let's call him Bruce, shrugged his shoulders, and was very calm about lying about his age and misleading the Gotham media. "Furthermore, I need a suitable identity to be able to intervene in Gotham affairs without being ostracized locally."

"Let me remind you." Bruce's voice lowered suddenly, and his voice infinitely approached the state of Batman, word by word: "This is not your Gotham."

Invisible deterrence filled the living room. This was the strength and majesty created by Batman fighting for Gotham for ten years and walking between life and death every night.

"Let me remind you, Gotham isn't yours either." The red-haired young man, Jerome Valeska leaned forward slightly, as if talking to Bruce, and seemed to be warning Bruce, "Gotham doesn't belong to you." belong to anyone."

Therefore, she is not anyone's responsibility.

Strangely, Bruce heard what the red-haired youth really wanted to express under the seemingly unkind words.

"Mia." Brussy turned to look at Jerome Valeska, and said in a deep voice, "Gotham belongs to everyone who lives here, and she is everyone's responsibility."

While some people are willing to take responsibility, some people ignore this responsibility.

The mocha-colored eyes of the brown-haired young man looked at the blue-black eyes of the red-haired young man, looking at them without giving an inch.

After a moment, Jerome Valeska was the first to look away.He sighed, with a helpless and indulgent tone, and said, "You're right, Bruce, the charming and dangerous Gotham, who can resist her charm."

Brucey, who received a satisfactory answer, showed a smile. Alfred was surprised to find that the smile was smug and sly. It was the smile of Master Bruce, and it was only for children who knew that they would always be pampered and cared for. A smile, and after his master Bruce lost his master and wife, he lost such a smile forever.

and so--

How did this Jerome do it?Could having a real boyfriend make Master Bruce happy again?

Alfred couldn't help but make such an unreliable guess.

As for why he knew about the relationship between Brucey and Jerome, ha, the relationship between them is too obvious.He believed that Master Bruce had found out that night when he first met the two young men.

Jerome Valeska is a more investigative name than Bruce Wayne.However, the bat computer worked hard all night, and none of the thirteen living Jerome Valeskas in the country was the real owner.It was only after digging through the death files of the police station that he found the possible culprit.

Twenty-five years ago, Harry's Circus -- yes, Harry's Circus again, the circus from which his first adopted child, Dick, was born -- had a lady named Lila Valeska, She has twin sons of unknown father, Jerome and Jerome Valeska.

When they were ten years old, tragedy struck.

A fire killed the red-haired twins.

According to the accusation of his mother Lila Valeska, the fire was set by Jerome Valeska to burn his clever and lovely brother Jerome. Similar things happened before, but this time , Jerome was not lucky enough to survive.She regretted not being able to send Jerome away before the tragedy happened, and not allowing him to live a good life.

After seeing Jerome Valeska from another world, Bruce Wayne had an intuition that this case of intentional arson might be tricky, but there was no point in pursuing it, because Jerome Valeska from this world was ten years old. was already dead.

Jerome Valeska snorted and turned to look at Bruce. The same appearance and the same appearance could even be regarded as the same person, but his attitude was obviously different.Unlike the gentleness when he looked at Bruce, he was completely indifferent when he looked at Bruce, and his attitude was not even as good as Alfred who faced the world.

Oh, maybe it's because the Alfred of this world is also good at cooking cookies, and he doesn't hesitate to treat them with signature cookies when they come to the door.

"To be honest, we don't intend to stay longer in this world. If you have any way to send us back, please don't hesitate. And..." Jerome's lips curled into a cold smile, "I won't take the initiative What to do, but don't expect me to be soft if something blunt hits my hand."

"Mia."

"... At most, no one will die." Jerome Valeska added expressionlessly.

Bruce raised an eyebrow.

Jason Todd suddenly reached out and covered his stomach.

Alfred, who hadn't forgotten to pay attention to Jason, looked over immediately with concern.

"It's okay, just a little bloated." Jason rubbed his stomach, the corners of his mouth twitched, "Maybe it's because I ate too much breakfast,"

Alfred: "..."

No, it's not breakfast that eats too much, but dog food.

***

Making up his mind to ask the richest man in Gotham to make a fortune, Constantine stuffed the newspaper into the trash can beside him, and pulled Beria to the parking lot.

Inside Beria's Seraph Blade, there is a demiplane space about the size of the warehouse of the Temple of Demons. If he didn't have anything on hand now, Beria wouldn't even think of the existence of that space.After all, he has no habit of stuffing things into the half-body weapon. Even if the space is spacious and secretive, the quality of space accessories is still top-notch.

His human being was right in front of his eyes, and Beria couldn't think of the question of whether he was used to principles or not. Constantine could stuff it in whatever he wanted.All the holy rune amulets he made during these days were placed in that space.

Driving all the way to the outskirts of Gotham, neither Constantine nor Beria thought that it would be rude to call Wayne Manor first.

There is no way, Constantine does not take an unusual path, and there are basically no ordinary people who have contact with him. The skills of human relations between ordinary people have long been forgotten in the corner, and they are very self-conscious of freaks.

Not to mention Beria, although he carefully studied human life when he infiltrated Constantine's life, until now, only Constantine was able to enjoy the prince of hell's style of first being polite and then getting close.

I don't know if it's because the will of this world can't bear to see their two visitors from another world bullying the superhero Batman in this world. Highway, accidents happen suddenly.

The sense of crisis was like the tip of a needle, piercing Constantine's nerves, causing his fingers to grip the steering wheel with convulsions, and Beria, who was sitting on the passenger seat, stretched out his hand almost instantly and hugged Constantine's neck. Shoulder.

The vibration of the wings sounded.

The next moment, Beria was already standing on the side of the road hugging someone.

Almost at the same time, with a loud "bang", a black Harley motorcycle carrying a black-haired boy smashed onto the black Lamborghini.They had just received it from the boss, and the Lamborghini, which had only been driven twice due to various reasons, was violently hit by Harley, making the screeching sound of tires rubbing against the ground, and rushed out of the road with the motorcycle unabated. , and then crashed into a big tree by the side of the road together.

Amidst the bang, the front hood of the Lamborghini collapsed directly, and cracks like spider webs spread all over the window, while the Harley motorcycle rebounded under the impact, and spun into the woods, slowing down. It took two beats to hear the same deafening noise.

As for the culprit of this accident, the boy who didn't obey the traffic rules, opened a space passage in mid-air on his motorcycle, and hit the Lamborghini that was normally driving on the side of the road, has the skills that ordinary people don't have. , At the moment when the Harley motorcycle hit the Lamborghini, he tiptoed, did a backflip, and then swung his hand with a hook gun, and he swung directly to the tree on the opposite side of the road, safe and sound.

The author has something to say:

#818 Hot Depressed Exorcist#

Konstantin: Although I haven't learned to drive for a long time, I am definitely stable enough. This can cause a car accident, and it must not be my fault!

Beria: The other party is fully responsible. I saw that he opened a passage in mid-air and went retrograde.

***

This Jerome is actually a black one, but his previous experience was different from the Gotham plot because of an "accident". In addition, he met Brucey in advance, tamed and bowed to each other. He is ruthless, but he will not become a clown. It’s possible to blow up Gotham at every turn →_→ blow up the black mask hhh

Konstantin didn't know how to drive, but he learned to drive after the driver's dog leash_(:з」∠)_

Beria: I can drive a car, but I can’t walk a dog o(*￣︶￣*)o