[Comprehensive Britain and the United States] Gotham is a master of women's clothing

New York can also be regarded as "seeing big from childhood" to Bludhaven.

This guy is also very capable when he is capable, and he is really playful when he is mischievous. In terms of destructive power, he will never lose to New York's Iron Man, Mr. Stark.

They belong to the kind of problem children who will definitely continue to receive special care from their elders in the process of growing up.

When talking about Ye Yi, Brudhaven sipped his wine, his expression blurred, "You know? He's the best."

However, if you say you want to give him asylum, it is the same as taking his life.

Brudhaven's attitude towards Nightwing seems to be completely different from Gotham's attitude towards Batman, but in New York, there is actually not much difference in essence.

New York is just a headache.

"You are really similar to Gotham." New York sighed.

What can he say?

Just one sentence made Brudhaven's face darken instantly. With the distance between the two cities at this time, the sound of Brudhaven's teeth grinding can almost be heard in New York.

"I'm nothing like him," Brudhaven emphasized.

New York is helpless.

"What do you hate about him?" Every time this happens, New York's identity changes from being a good dad to being a big brother next door, pretending to be a super-high-capacity tree hole that responds automatically.

"Too many to count."

"But you were raised in Gotham after all, weren't you?" So what's all this fuss about?Been here for so many years.

"No." Brudhaven protested decisively with a dark face, "I was not raised by him, he just allowed me to stay in his territory for a while. And! What do you mean by being brought up by him?" The big one? Obviously I was beaten up by him, are you all blind?"

When the fire raged, he forgot to maintain his personality.

After finishing speaking, Bludhaven still felt ashamed and covered his face.

"...Pfft." New York didn't hold back his laughter, "I'm sorry, maybe I didn't lead well."

Brudhaven moved his hand down a little bit, and stared suspiciously through his fingers.

New York patiently explained: "I used to beat Gotham all the time. There's nothing I can do about it. He doesn't deserve to be beaten." It is a typical example of not putting on the roof tiles.

Moreover, Gotham's treatment of Bludhaven is not abuse, at most it is just a little mental intimidation.

Unlike humans, there is no distinction between "adults" and "underages" between cities.

At the moment of incubation, each city will become an independent entity, no longer bound by other cities, and other cities will not have any responsibility for it.

Gotham would manage Bludhaven at the time, just because Bludhaven was the first city to be born near Gotham, and it almost appeared on the heels of Gotham and Metropolis.

It was this coincidence that made Gotham curious about Bludhaven, so it was unnecessary to reach out and pick up this new city.

In this way, it seems that Brudhaven can only be considered unlucky.

"..." Brudhaven fell into silence.

Brudhaven, who was stimulated in some way, was silent, and in the state of being hit, the shadow on his head almost materialized directly, causing New York to suppress the laughter.

"However, in terms of fighting, you are much better than Gotham." New York tried to comfort him? "It's not a good thing to be too aggressive. Anyway, I prefer peaceful means."

"That's you." Bludhaven continued to grind his teeth.

"Aren't you?"

New York showed that expression of "I thought you were not aggressive, you didn't want to fight Gotham so you would lose every time", and then patted Bludhaven on the shoulder as a comfort.

Brudhaven choked for a while, and silently turned his head away in protest.

He refused to accept this kind of super coping, it was more like deliberately bullying comfort.

In terms of bad taste, New York and Gotham do have a lot in common, but usually New York hides it so well that few cities know the truth.

The main reason is that there is no question of seniority between cities. New York is indeed their leader and the most powerful among them, but there is no need to deliberately flatter and flatter them just because of this.

Most of them are straightforward characters, and they don't know those at all.

Therefore, if New York wants to maintain its image, it must spend more energy to package itself, and only dare to reveal its true nature in front of a few close cities.

Bludhaven is tight-lipped, at least when it comes to his mouth.

So New York seemed willing to poke Bludhaven, and asked, "Why don't you let Nightwing return to Gotham? I remember Gotham was willing to give him asylum?"

Although Gotham only crowned Batman.

In fact, there are still as many mortals who have received the blessings of Gotham as one hand, but some have returned to dust, and some have gone far away.

The corners of Brudhaven's mouth twisted subtly: "Isn't Gotham's sloppiness learned from you?"

"Guess?" New York blinked and smiled.

This familiar taste.

Bludhaven silently raised his hand again, covering his face.

He thinks the world eats jujube pills.

At this time, the glass in New York was completely empty, and Brudhaven got up silently to refill him a glass of dark blue "New York Night".

Under the refraction of the blue cocktail, the two cities slowly restrained their relaxed expressions.

"You should persuade Gotham." Brudhaven's expression finally became serious once again, that handsome face that was born with a hint of charm, but it seemed to be covered with haze, a little invisible and fierce, "He He obviously bears the brunt, but he does not allow any city to enter his territory, does he plan to fight alone like this?"

"You actually care about him."

What really surprised New York was that Brudhaven had voiced his concern.

"No." This is the only thing Brudhaven has to deny, and he is very decisive, "I just don't want him to disappear because of this, and become the second city to die under my watch."

As for who the first city is, that is a topic that is forbidden to talk too much among the cities.

"Didn't we agree? We won't talk about that in the future."

This topic made New York's expression subtly distorted for a moment, but because of the lowered head and the only light above the bar, his expression was tightly protected by shadows.

"I'm just talking to you." Brudhaven didn't notice the abnormality in New York at all, and naturally continued the topic, shrugging slightly: "If Gotham can get rid of his damn stubbornness, then for those including All the cities including himself can get the maximum benefit."

New York, who had already packed his expression, raised his head, showing a helpless expression: "That's what it says..."

But will Gotham change?

The expressions of the two cities became distorted and subtle in an instant, as if they were stuck.

With Brudhaven's stiff smile as the background board, New York silently drank the wine in the glass, choosing to let the alcohol that cannot affect the city help him express his depression.

Some people are very capable, as long as they stand there even if they don't do anything, they can make people feel dizzy.

As Gotham is, so is Batman.

In New York, they were troubled by Gotham's obsession, and in Superman, they were troubled by Batman's stubbornness.

From a certain point of view, it can be regarded as connected with the same disease.

"Ring-ring--"

The phone rang, and under New York's meaningful gaze, Brudhaven got up calmly, skillfully found the communicator belonging to Nightwing from a pile of tights, and sent it to the bathroom.

Then I saw the wet blue bird sticking its head out from behind the frosted glass, and took the communicator away.

Look, is this a conflict?

New York felt that his worries just now were completely unnecessary.

Tim's tired voice sounded from the small communicator that can be used underwater.

"Red Robin calling Nightwing."

"Yeyi Online." Dick was taking care of his face, and the bubbles of facial cleanser did not hinder him from speaking at all.

"Damian ran away with Little Joe."

The little red bird chirped weakly.These two brats are much more annoying than Arkham. Tim began to wonder how his brain grew. He thought Arkham was ignorant before.

Now think about how cute the little dumpling is.

If possible, Red Robin is willing to stay with the Arkham dump for a year!

Dick choked for a moment.

"It's okay, they will go out and play by themselves."

Tim sighed: "I left a message for the bat, let's talk about it. I have to go back to the Titan Tower." Saying this, I feel tired again.

"teenager."

Dick is happy to think about the picture of the chicken flying and dog jumping.

Red Robin made a dying sound.

Accompanied by the sound of splashing water, Dick comforted his third brother well, until the other party hung up the phone, and then looked up at Brudhaven who hadn't left.

Dick asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Consider that the other party is a city, and you live in the city.

If Brudhaven had any strange hobbies, he wouldn't have known that he had watched him tens of millions of times. Now it's too late to worry about this, so it's better to calm down.

What's more, just like humans view animals, cities may see humans as a visual effect.

Dick felt he had absolutely no need to be shy and continued to rinse.

"Is Batman driving all his little birds away?"

Brudhaven really didn't care about Dick's figure, but was seriously thinking about other issues.

"He doesn't need us around him all the time." Dick didn't think it was a problem. "In fact, he thinks we're too noisy a lot of the time."

"Of course, even I know that he is a lone ranger." Brudhaven's index finger to ring finger of one hand is dangling in the pocket of his trousers, his thumb is pressing on the belt, and his little finger is stroking the bottom of the pocket. An orange.

After a short period of contemplation, Brudhaven shook his head slightly: "The timing this time is a bit too subtle."

"Is there any special day recently?" Dick felt that this was a bit inexplicable. After taking a shower, he calmly wrapped himself in a towel and went out to dry his hair. "Why do you suddenly care about Batman? I remember you don't like him. on."

Brudhaven doesn't like Gotham, doesn't like Batman.

"There is no contradiction between hating Gotham and caring about the whereabouts of the birds." Brudhaven plausible.

In his other hand, he held a glass of platinum-gold liquid steadily. The wine glass collided with the oval ice cube while shaking slightly, making a pleasant and crisp sound, "You just fell on me."

"Are you still disgusted?" Dick, who was concentrating on bragging, teased casually.

"Although the bird's nest you made is not very good," Brudhaven completely recovered his usual idle appearance, smiling, "but I like the sound of you chirping and singing on my body."

Dick stiffened when he was blowing his hair.

Don't blame him for being too dirty.

There are some words that a man of his age really can't think of in a normal way.

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