I haven't been a big brother for many years

"Thank you, Selina." Ryan caught the knife thrown by her with both hands, and untied the cloth strip wrapped around it with difficulty and care, revealing the black narrow knife he was very familiar with.

He pressed the handle of the knife with his elbow, and forcefully scratched the middle of the handcuffs towards the blade.

"I'm really curious about the country called Wakanda." Catwoman looked at his movements with her head, without any intention of stepping forward to help.In fact, she gloated at Ryan's embarrassment.

"Really?" The sharp blade made of vibrating gold drew a huge crack in the middle of the handcuffs, Ryan continued to move his hands while talking to Selina: "I haven't been there yet, but maybe you still There will be a chance to visit."

The handcuffs finally couldn't support the violent dismantling of the so-called "hardest metal on earth" and they split apart.Ryan held the knife in his right hand and cut through the chain with one blow.

"Is it harder than a diamond?" Catwoman applauded him twice perfunctorily: "But forget it, I heard that people there don't welcome outsiders. Hey! Where are you going?"

Ryan took out the locator that he had just kicked in from the bottom of the bed, looked at the small green dot that was constantly moving, and smiled. This was the gadget he had hidden on Bruce when he just held him.This time, it finally worked: "Suburbs, near Gotham's Eastside."

He didn't shy away from Catwoman, changed into a loose knitted sweater and tight-fitting breeches, and covered the broken handcuffs that were still fixed on his wrists as bracelets with his sleeves.

"Gotham East Side?" Catwoman stared at a pair of green cat eyes: "There is a two-hour drive from here at the fastest. There is no car here that can go two-thirds of the speed of Batman's chariot." So it is possible to catch up in time past.

"This is not too close to the East District, but this is the urban area, Selina." Ryan blinked at her.Here is a villa that belongs to him.

Selina reacted for a moment: "God, you... are you going to drive it out? That formula car? Did you get that 'super driver's license'?" Surprise made her eyes full of excitement.

"Even if I get them, I won't be allowed to drive on the road." He blinked: "I used some tricks."

Ryan picked up the thickest and heaviest dictionary on the shelf and opened it, and took out a mask from the groove inside, and a round patch the size of a coin.

He smiled and invited Selina: "Are you going for a ride? I know you've wanted to try it for a long time." He stuck the circular patch on his temple and put on the Faceless Man's mask.

"? My God! Are you the masked man? Oh, I should have guessed it earlier. After all, Batman is Bruce Wayne." She caressed her face exaggeratedly, making an expression of disbelief.

Ryan ignored her exaggerated acting skills, put on a thin black coat with a hood, and carefully covered his hair.

"Hey!" Catwoman saw that he was ignoring her, and watched his movements with her arms crossed, and returned to normal: "You don't have any sense of humor."

"Go or not?" A voice like an intelligent voice assistant without human emotion sounded, and Ryan looked back at her.

The circular chip can sense his brain waves, and then directly output voice.

"Forget it." Catwoman shrugged: "I'll stay here, after all, you still need someone to collect your body." She knew that Ryan's fate was bad this time, but she hoped that he would at least come back alive.

In an independent villa in the urban area

The man-made slope rose slowly, revealing the exit of the underground garage, and a row of small green lights lit up on the wall, indicating that it was ready to travel.

Catwoman's voice came through the headphones: "You still have room for regret, you have to think clearly. The real love is not as sick as you." You are going to die.

"Selina." Ryan's voice was smiling, distorted through the earphones: "Do you really like to watch the person you like die while you are indifferent?"

Catwoman didn't speak again.

White and blue, with smooth lines, the standard formula racing car turns on the lights, the huge engine sound can almost tear the eardrums, and the friction between the wheels and the ground is as hot as burning.

It rushed out of the garage like a straight arrow, speeding down the street.

One hundred kilometers, two hundred kilometers, three hundred kilometers... The speed indicator shows a terrifying speed of four hundred kilometers per hour.The cylinder seemed to announce a strike in the next second, and the huge pressure on Ryan's neck due to the centripetal force seemed to break his cervical spine.

The direction of the racing car is more difficult to control than ordinary sports cars, but fortunately, Ryan knows a few inaccessible routes, and he didn't encounter any cars or people along the way except for almost hitting a building, although he occasionally followed a few police cars, But it didn't take long for him to be thrown away by his terrifying speed.

Thanks to the mask blocking a little heat, otherwise he just felt like his face was going to burn.

Sweat trickled down the wet hair drop by drop.Ryan watched as the small green dot on the monitor gradually approached his own position, and finally coincided.He breathed a sigh of relief: finally caught up.

……

"The depth you are in has just exceeded one thousand feet underground." A Fu looked at the numbers on the monitor and said worriedly: "You have gone too deep, if the clown sets a bomb there, once the cave collapses. ..”

"Just be ready to pull me up by then." Bruce joked nonchalantly: "It's almost there, the rope is almost at the end."

"It's a gamble, sir. Mr. Black is right, you're going to die here." The Joker must have hidden eyeliner nearby, and if he can't see Batman up there, he'll blow up the cavern here. net.

Where?Bruce had already stepped on the ground, and he found a lot of purple bombs with smiling faces nearby.

It must be here, the bomb can prove this, but where is the Dionysian factor?

He thought of the victims who had been poisoned by the gas, skin peeled off their bodies, but neither Batman nor the doctor could do anything but watch them struggle on the edge of pain, and in the pain, they wanted nothing more. If you die, you will be freed instead.

That horrible way of spreading—being attached to the flu virus, required him to find the Dionysian factor as soon as possible to make an antidote.

But this cave is as difficult as a maze.

Batman groped forward relying on "that eye". "That eye" was a gift from his father Thomas after he fell into the Batcave when he was a child, and Thomas asked Lucius to make it.

When in use, you can throw this eye into a dangerous area, and the 360-degree camera will automatically draw a three-dimensional map of the current area.

Finally, he found a faintly fluorescent pool of water in the depths of the cave.

The clown in the purple coat sat wantonly by the edge of the pool, grinning, and waved at him happily: "Ha, you're finally here, little bat."

……

hurry up!Hurry up!

Ryan looked at the light spot on the screen that hadn't changed its position again, and looked at the maze in front of him with some headaches.There was no way he could have found Bruce based on that spot of light, it wasn't a straight line distance at all.

Fortunately, he could still make out the footprints Bruce had just left.

But he could clearly feel the discomfort in his body, his whole body was sore and weak... as if he had contracted the flu.

This recognition made his eyes widen in fear. He stretched out his hand and carefully examined his fingers with the faint light of the mobile phone: the skin on his hand had begun to peel off a little.

damn it!He anxiously thought of Bruce's kiss. At that time, he should have been infected. He might have caught the flu after he recovered from the fever. Maybe Bruce was also because of that kiss... He knew that he would die sooner or later Bruce's.

Ryan took a deep breath, left a mark on the wall with a black narrow knife, and hurriedly ran forward along the footprints.

He won't let anything happen to him.

The clown looked at Batman in a defensive posture, and slowly stood up: "Where is he? My little Jordan."

He looked behind Batman curiously, but couldn't find Ryan: "well~ let me guess. Of course you won't kill him, Batman won't kill. You hid him, right? Little bat."

"What do you want?" Batman was terrified, the Joker already knew his true identity.He stood stiffly on the spot, and for a moment, many people appeared in his mind, Ah Fu, Rachel... They might be killed because of him.

And Ryan, Bruce thinks of him inappropriately.

He doesn't believe his feelings are fake at all, but why doesn't Ryan explain?

"What do I want?" The clown put his dagger on his lips and circled Bruce in a big circle. He seemed to be thinking about it, and he seemed to be looking for a chance to kill Batman with one blow.He looks funny and ridiculous, but no one laughs.

"Sorry, I kind of forgot what I wanted to do."

The clown shook his head, as if he was really complaining about his worsening memory: "During the time I was thinking, why didn't you take away some Dionysian factors first?" He was like a sincere My friend, I sincerely suggested to Batman.

Batman looked at him, but didn't want to attack the Joker.

The clown is right, his first priority here is to take away the Dionysus factor, once the clown detonates the bomb, Gotham will be over.

Batman throws "that eye" into the pool, and he has no choice.

"The analysis results match the poisonous gas! That's right, just like what Tony Stark said, the researcher used it to create the decay factor." Ah Fu said, "Young Master, fasten the safety rope to your body. A small mechanism can bring you back." Joy and anxiety were mixed on Alfred's face.

"Oh~ I remembered." The clown laughed suddenly, he raised his knife and stabbed Bruce in the back: "I want to kill you, little bat."

His smile was ferocious: "Who ordered the delivery of the dagger?"

That knife was aimed at Batman's back. Although Batman had been prepared for a long time, the Joker's speed was too fast. The Dionysian factor made the Joker's system special.

"Bang."

A black narrow knife flew towards him, and with great force, it deflected the clown's dagger.

"Liar! You told me he was hidden!" the Joker snarled at Batman.The moment he saw the knife, he already knew who was interfering with him.

Wearing a mask, the masked man who wrapped himself so tightly that he couldn't see a trace of skin from head to toe walked up step by step and appeared in front of the two of them.

The author has something to say:

The mentality of Catwoman and Joker is almost similar to that of a good friend who falls in love with a scumbag, but no matter how much they can’t be persuaded (of course, the method of persuasion is a bit extreme.) So it can be regarded as an assist, let Ryan recognize Know what he wants to do.

Dionysus factor comes from new52, interested friends can go and have a look.

And you Lai was really scared when he found out that he was also infected by poison gas, but he was not afraid that he would die.Even when he first found out, what he thought in his mind was that the master might also be infected, and what he feared was that he would kill the master.

There is also what Catwoman called Ryan at the end of the last chapter, addict.Because Ryan said Bruce was his poison, so...

Anyway, I had fun writing it.excited!The purpose of my writing this article is to write the next chapter!

Although the last few chapters have been written a bit cavalier, I can't write the feeling I want.

Collection acridine.

Well, yes, I forgot to mention, I really want to start abusing.