I made my fortune 108 times by breaking up with Wayne

"shock!Bruce Wayne actually played car shock with his girlfriend! "

"Septuplets—Take you to see the absurdity of Gotham's richest man"

"He proved his ability, seven times a night is true"

The gossip was spreading like crazy about Bruce's affair.Mainly, this time it was really too crazy and shocking passers-by, too topical, anyone who doesn't follow it will be stupid.

Whether it is the sextuplets competing for beauty, the sexual ability of the richest man in Gotham, or the tragic loss of the richest man in New York in Waterloo, all passers-by have a good time eating melons and exclaiming that the life of the richest man is so wonderful.

The oracle in charge of Batman's intelligence and network heard part of the cause and effect, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Why don't you come to ask me? If you come to ask me, I will definitely tell you, 110 times a night will definitely not work."

Heh, men, I only know that the peacock spreads its tail to show off for a long time, but it never occurred to me that we should pay attention to the time.

"Let me change it. Women understand women better. If it is said like this, they should want to try Iron Man." The oracle began to work, "And, let the media clarify that 110 times is an exaggeration, and [-] times That's right."

Seventy times a night, on average, about 10 minutes a time, is a category that people think is real time and psychologically acceptable.

Batman: "...no need."

Oracle: "Huh?"

Batman: "No need for now."

The oracle rested his chin on his right hand, pressed the mouse with his left hand, and browsed through the chat records between them two or three times, his eyes suddenly curved into a smile.

Her intuition told her that there must be tricks between B and those girls.Of course, maybe B himself didn't realize it.

Want... want to watch the fun...

cough.

The oracle showed a meaningful smile, and steered the wheelchair to Wayne Manor. It just so happened that he ran into Iron Man who hadn't left Gotham yet, and came here to rub the cookies.He mentioned the newspaper and ridiculed Bruce for being too heroic, "Wayne, maybe you want to order Huaxia's Kidney Treasure? It is very effective for maintaining the kidney..."

Mr. Wayne was very surprised: "Mr. Stark has research on kidney maintenance?"

Iron Man's face was natural: "Of course not. But when you have an artificial intelligence butler, if you want to know something, you can ask him and he will know, and you can also blurt out the answer to certain things."

He said, "So, do you have a question? Get a free consultation today."

"Free? Oh, no. Free, you know, is a disgrace to my property." Bruce picked up the cookie, "And, I believe, Iron Man, 110 times a night, needs it more than I do." Ladies' favor."

Alfred looked at his master, hesitating to speak.

Wow even.The oracle thought to himself, it really is better to come early than coincidentally, isn't there an important scene in front of us?

Tony: ? ? ?

He felt that the bat brain was really sick.Didn't you ask someone to spread it 110 times, and now you suddenly use this to make him feel weird?

Tony glanced at him strangely, tentatively: "What do I need it for, and I don't have seven attractive ladies as girlfriends. Or are you going to give me their contact information?"

Bruce didn't think there was anything wrong with his previous answer, and he still had a social smile that was perfect enough to be included in an etiquette textbook, "If they want, I respect their choice."

The oracle shook his head and sighed, "Man."

The mouth is not the heart.

Bruce almost ended this 500 million relationship by bankrupting his fortune.Although the beauties are so delicate and they fit well in bed, the kidneys really can't bear it.

The spider spirits took his hand regretfully: "I feel that you are really skilled, Brown, do you really not think about it? Now you can be like you, willing to accept all seven of our sisters, and a very brave man , we have only met you until today..."

Bruce took his hand out silently, and fled in despair.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-oooo" on the bed and let out the cry of killing a pig.Jason helped her massage, wondering: "Did you run the marathon to the kingdom? This muscle strain..."

The girl bit the pillow with tears in her eyes, "No, I went to do something that was very comfortable but exhausting. I thought I could do it, but I ignored that sometimes, one plus one equals more than two."

She still wants to use the memory corridor to keep herself from falling off the horse. Now it seems that for the sake of physical strength, try to use it as little as possible.

How could she have imagined that after the memory creation disappeared, fatigue would actually superimpose on the main body.The indulgence of the Seven Sisters! ! !Superimposing monomers is simply not something people can bear!

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..." Misty swallowed the bitter fruit with tears, and complained aggrievedly: "Snow wolves can't get it, Chester said, I don't know how to summon magic, and it's not easy to raise wolves in cities."

But...it hurts, and Uncle Bruce's skills are really good.The girl shyly buried her face in the pillow, silently giving Uncle Bruce five-star praise for his battle-hardened skills.

"Well, I guessed it a long time ago." Jason responded lightly.With the character of that knight, it is definitely not possible for people to bring large beasts to urban areas where humans gather at will.

He was even more bald: "Your waist is so strained, how can we go on night patrol at night?"

Michelle raised her head, her voice drawn long, as if coquettish: "Then I'll take two days to recuperate. Only by taking good care of my body can I fight criminals better."

Jason continued to help her massage the strained muscles, "Yes, of course, you can rest for two days. I..." Jason thought it would be fine for him to go out alone, but when he caught sight of his good friend's sweaty forehead, the rest Change the next sentence to: "I won't go out anymore. Today is Sunday, and after twelve o'clock is Monday. Those petty thieves don't dare to go out these two days. As for the very big criminals, it is not our responsibility to deal with them." .”

Michelle cheered happily: "Then let's watch a movie with a projector tonight?"

"Projector? Where did it come from?"

"It was found in the garbage bin. I tried it and it still works, but occasionally it will suddenly quit the projection."

"Wow, that's really a good place to find treasures very easily." Although he has lived in Wayne Manor for nearly two years, Jason is still full of garbage dumps, places that street kids like to visit very much. Intimacy.

"Then I'll buy popcorn and Coke, movie package when it's not too late at night!"

The projector was really not easy to use. After playing it for a few seconds, the screen would flicker and shake. After returning to normal soon, it would be snowflakes again after a few seconds, repeating over and over again.However, Misty and Jason, one with tens of millions of dollars and the other the second son of the richest man in Gotham, watched with relish, and the popcorn bucket was almost empty.

They watch ghost movies.By the way, Jason complained to her about the fact that the plasma splash does not conform to physics, ghosts are not scary at all, and using music to pull people into a horror atmosphere is too old-fashioned and can only scare the timid.

Jason: "If ghosts come out of it, I can hit ten of them."

The ghost movie is playing until the ghosts crawl out of the well with their backs to them. The sound of sharp nails rubbing against the edge of the well is very clear at night, as if someone is scratching the frosted glass behind your ears.

Streaks of blood ooze from the thick black hair, and the shadow slowly elongates onto the wall.

Misty tilted her head slightly forward, held her breath, stared at the screen, and touched the popcorn with her hand.

The latter is said to be the climax of the whole drama, and even Jason didn't continue to babble.

Misty's hand didn't touch the popcorn, but touched the other hand, which was warm and soft, and when she rubbed it carefully, she found that the joints were very strong.

Misty moved to the side and continued to touch the popcorn, and the hand followed her.

Misty squeezed it again in a daze, and found that the other party would not move away, so she could only say: "Jason, move your hand, I want to get popcorn."

"Huh?" Jason raised both hands, more innocent than Misty, "Here are my hands."

"Then I touched..."

The two turned their heads at the same time, their eyes were emerald green, and the corners of the cat-like lazy woman's eyes twitched, "Hey." The glass window reflected her figure squatting on tiptoes.

Jason picked up the popcorn bucket and wanted to smash it over his face. The woman said, "So impulsive, it doesn't look like his son." She struck it skillfully with her fingers, and the blade between her fingers touched Jason's artery, " Hold still, boy."

Jason didn't dare to move.

It wasn't because he was afraid of being cut through the artery. After all, he didn't think that amount of blood could kill him. He was more worried about Michelle.The speed and skill of this mysterious woman are excellent, enough to make the blade penetrate deeply into Michelle's neck before he can stop her.

"Who are you?" Jason suppressed his anger.

The man didn't speak, just looked at Misty, pressed her face with his fingers, and painted her eyebrows and eyes intimately with his fingernails, "Are you the one I love?" The woman's facial features were blurred in the darkness, only There is a wildness that seems to be sharpened by the desert wind and sand, and it is extremely aggressive.

She smelled of blood.

Misty was very calm, as if she was not the one who was stabbed at close range, "Who are you talking about?"

The woman smiled inexplicably, "Oh, baby, you didn't know~"

Misty stabbed her slightly: "After all, I'm not bad in appearance, there are at least two or three people who like me."

"Is it your eloquence that he likes?"

"Or..." The green-eyed woman suddenly let go of Jason's hand, and the blade swiftly drew silver light, stabbing at Misty's eyes, "Are you ignorant of current affairs?"

Even faster was the sound of wind.

Jason slashed at the woman's waist and abdomen sharply, and the legs of the long-sleeved slacks ripped through the air.The woman had to give up the idea of ​​destroying Misty's eyes, and turned to face the little lion.

Jason could feel the woman holding back.He also knew why the other party kept his hand.

Tsk, the old man's romantic debt.

Misty retreated to the wall very self-consciously, and responded slowly to the woman's question: "I think it's because I'm likable."

The woman raised her elbow to block Jason's knife, "For example, there is a strong and handsome little gentleman who will deal with me for you right now?"

"Oh, obviously."

Jason gave Misty an angry look of "running away", Misty blinked at him, turned around and lifted a chair, smashed the window and jumped out.

She is not stupid, the other party is coming for her, even if it is to save Jason, she should run.

After watching her jump out of the window, Jason clung to the woman even more. All the close combat skills that Batman taught him were vividly displayed at this moment.

The woman who had always been calm suddenly smiled, the smile in her eyes was like a sharp knife splitting the still green lake, "Little bird, let my prey go. Even if it is a bat, let my prey go, I will let him go." Taste the bullet."

Jason gritted his teeth as a storm of attacks hit.He had speculated before that the other party would be merciful, but he didn't expect that after the other party went all out, it directly turned the Robin bird into a drowned chicken struggling to flap its wings in a storm and could only passively defend.

Jason lost badly, and the opponent was still thinking about Batman and going to Michelle, so he didn't hit him harder.

The woman even pinched his face, "I don't mind if you go to him."

She was talking about Batman.

Jason didn't say a word, his fingers squeezed into his palm tightly.

The woman smiled again, and her slender eyebrows, which were already slightly raised, were now raised a little, like a thin lancet.

She jumped to the window sill, and was about to find the right direction to chase Michelle, when suddenly there was a bright light, and the woman closed her eyes reflexively.A hand burst out from under the window sill, and the palm slapped her knee fiercely. The woman heard clearly that the sharp weapon broke through her thin layer of muscle and got stuck in the bone.

She could even feel that if it wasn't out of reach, the sharp weapon should have cut her throat.

A few drops of blood spattered her knee.Not her blood.

Misty climbed in from the window with a flashlight in her mouth, went to help Jason up, turned her head away and shook off the flashlight, "Let's go."

Jason fixed his eyes on her hands, where the nails were covered, and he didn't know how long he had been digging at the cracks in the wall.The palm of his right hand was dripping with blood, and the wound was deep enough to see the bone, and a large shard of glass was still pierced in.

"I poked it in myself." Misty raised her eyebrows without moving, "This way you don't need to waste effort to hold it."

It was the shards of glass that went into Misty's palm that hurt the woman's knee.Due to Misty's hard slap, the fragment pierced into the woman's knee under the reverse thrust, and at the same time pierced Misty's palm.

"Are you a pig with the brain to do what pigs do? Why don't you run away?" Jason scolded her.

"What about you? Although she is coming towards me, who knows if she intends to kill anyone who blocks her way."

Misty has been using the system camera to keep an eye on the situation in the house. If something went wrong just now, she would rather expose the system wardrobe than save Jason.

Fortunately, the woman who appeared suddenly did not do anything unnecessary.She was able to continue to maintain Michelle's personality. "Besides, I never suffer. I don't like leaving something for her before I run away." The bad girl's gaze was more like a ferocious wolf, insisting on tearing a piece of flesh off the enemy.

Although they were chatting as they evacuated as quickly as possible, the woman still heard Michelle's words. She covered her knees and sat on the floor. , with a soft and sweet voice to the person who hurt her: "You are really likable."

Especially the ruthlessness just now is dazzling.

Jason: "..." He pulled Michelle away even faster.

The woman didn't let the hidden assassins go after her rival, and continued to clean her knees.A few minutes later, I suddenly felt something, raised my head, "My love?"

The cool walls reflected the cold armor. "Thalia." Batman said in a deep voice.

The wind on his body is full of urgency, and the woman can feel that under his calm shell is an anxious heart.

The woman's voice was calm, "He walked northeast. No injuries."

Batman hurls the haemostatic spray and turns to leave.

Thalia, the daughter of the leader of the Assassin Alliance, originally wanted to see what the person who snatched Batman looked like, and didn't even mind killing her, but at this moment, she changed another way for the girl. way of attention.

"My love, I thought you liked a delicate rose, but I didn't expect it to be thorned." Thalia didn't hide the appreciation in her eyes, "If you don't plan to be with her—I think, In your opinion, can't you delay her?"

"It's better than-"

She chuckled: "Give it to me."

Batman: "..."

"She won't join the League of Assassins, don't think about her." Leaving those words behind, Batman disappeared into the darkness.

The author has something to say:

That, that, the episode of Memory Corridor Play is here [cover your face with embarrassment] By default, Gotham has become better, and Batman doesn't have to go out to watch the night frequently at night.

When Bruce borrowed the [Memory Corridor] from her, Misty borrowed it without the slightest sense of crisis, completely forgetting what a vengeful stingy man her husband was.

At night, the enthusiasm of Brucey's baby almost melted Misty, and she reciprocated, hugged the man's neck, pressed herself against him, and kissed densely from the forehead to the cheeks and then to the corners of the lips.

Suddenly, a hand touched her bare back, and the cool touch made her subconsciously tremble.However, what made her even more excited was that Bruce's hands were clearly around her waist, so where did the extra hands come from?

Misty wanted to turn around, but her eyes were covered in the next second, Baby Bruce's deep voice sounded from her ear: "Ma'am, I'm sorry."

"But, Batman said, if I don't give you to him, he'll give up my protection. I don't want to die."

The darkness magnified Misty's senses infinitely, allowing her to feel the slightly cool palm hovering silently on her back, arousing her desire steadily and step by step.

What a damn dark knight flirt.

The wife whimpered and wanted to struggle, but the husband pressed her to his chest, letting other men touch her delicate skin with both hands, and just kept kissing her temples: "Soon, honey, I love you .”

The wife pushed him desperately, but the hands that held her were stronger than iron tongs.

Gradually, she seemed to give up struggling and had resigned herself to her fate.Bruce was also reluctant to use too much force, but at the moment of relaxation, Misty slid out of his arms like a fish, changed clothes with one button, and summoned the ghost hand to run away.

What a joke!One Bruce was enough for her, two would kill her!

A noose flew from behind and bound Misty's hands very quickly. The other part was a grapple fixed to the beam. Very strict.

"Ma'am." Bruce hugged her from behind and smiled softly, "What makes you think that you can escape from Batman?"

The sexy voice from behind her ear made her whole body go numb, and Misty trembled, almost unable to stand up.

She begged for mercy: "Honey, this really doesn't work, I will die."

The ribbon covered her eyes, and tied it around the back of her head. Baby Brucey said with a smile, "How could it be? At the beginning, there were seven, and Madam couldn't bear it, didn't she?"

The white knight's sophisticated technique and the black knight's restrained comfort made Misty fall into a double sky of ice and fire. She was almost thrown into the clouds, and then pulled into the sea by her wicked husband.

"Bruce... woo... you bastard..."