[Comprehensive British and American] Skyfall

Clark stayed in place quietly for half an hour, and finally came to his senses. He exhaled lightly and thought: I can have the identity of a "little reporter", why can't Batman have it?Haste Bruce and Brucey both said that their family is very rich, how could I have forgotten it?

Isn't Wayne Group the property of Bruce (Cy) Wayne?

Clark thought about it for a while, and felt that the kryptonite island still affected him. It was something he had heard, but he just couldn't remember it.

Kryptonite Island: ?

"Take a sip to calm your shock." Sisley reached out and took two glasses of champagne from the waiter's tray, handed one to Clark, and took a sip from one.

He doesn't like wine. To him, the wine brewed by humans is clear water with taste or color. No matter how much he drinks, he won't get drunk.

His papa really likes to drink, and he was quite happy when he was drinking with Lucifer.

Clark took the glass and took a sip, his heart sank and he felt uncomfortable: "Did the kryptonite island affect me?"

Sisley looked at him inexplicably: "Why? Rapid Papa's anti-kryptonite armor is not paper, even if you wear it and sleep in a pile of kryptonite, you will not be affected by kryptonite."

Rapid Bruce's anti-kryptonite armor was developed with the Dark Knights and two slightly blackened versions of Batman. No one knows Superman better than Batman.After the armor was made, they deliberately took it to other universes for experiments, and in the end everyone was full of praise for the anti-kryptonite armor.

Ultimate Man: I didn't!You are talking nonsense!Get the damn thing off of me!Give me back my kryptonite!You bastards!

The nine bats who confiscated all the kryptonite from the ultimate man: Good boy, if you eat too much kryptonite, you will become anorexic, so eat something else.

Ye Xiao: ...you go!

Clark gave a muffled hum, and his emotions were not as high as when he came. He silently glanced at the center of the hall.

Mr. Bruce Wayne, who is worthy of the title of "Gotham Baby", has a charming and proud smile, hugging left and right, and can be called a winner in life.The two beautiful ladies held his arms affectionately, smiling like flowers, and there was a sweet love atmosphere between the three.

His first love was Louis, and Clark, who hadn't died without a problem, was even more bored. He pursed his lips, looked away, and looked at Sisley who was looking at him curiously: "Syl, can we leave now?"

He didn't want to stay here anymore, it felt so boring.

Sisley nodded: "Yes."

The identity is false, and he came here to see Bruce Wayne in this world. With Sisley around, it is very easy to leave early.

So-

When Bruce finally finished today's playboy role, and figured out how to get rid of "Julian Trich", and then prepared to be alone with Clark full of expectations and joy, the quiet corner had already It was empty.

Bruce: ...

What about people? !

How about a Clark my age? !

After searching to no avail, he finally found the figure of Clark who had left early from the surveillance video. Bruce was greatly relieved, while the angry Batman recorded the account on "Julian Trich" body.

——He must have encouraged Clark to leave early!

Sisley:?

This pot... It's my first time to memorize it.

When Clark returned to the hotel, he was still depressed. Sisley asked him what was wrong. He was silent for a while, but he couldn't explain why.

Sisley poured him a glass of warm water, and went through today's itinerary and experience in his mind. He didn't think that "Batman is a playboy(?)" would make Clark unhappy, at most it would be a shock for a while, and no one It is stipulated that Batman's disguise identity cannot be a playboy.

Therefore, he finally attributed the cause of Clark's sullenness to "the acclimatization of Gotham when he first arrived."

Gotham: ?

——Today is a day to blame each other.

It was already 09:30 after returning from the banquet. Clark took a shower, wore a thick bathrobe, and sat by the window to write in his diary.Sissery sat cross-legged on the sofa, still assembling the wooden warehouse equipment in the suitcase.

Clark originally thought that there were only ordinary wooden guns and bullets in the box, and the cool and expensive Bartley was the highlight, but it turned out...

Sisley put down the two modified batleys he had put together, and stretched out his hand... from the bottom layer, he brought out a complete version of the military rocket launcher and a brand new Browning M2 heavy machine cabin. .

Clark: ... Rao!

The corner of Clark's mouth twitched, his little heart trembling: "Syl, you... what are you doing?"

Don't look at the brown suitcase, which is only as tall as an adult man's calf, but inside it is a small arsenal.Clark made a preliminary estimate. There are more than [-] rounds of bullets alone, several large boxes of grenades, and a layer of plastic bombs, plus an unknown number of rockets. . Machine wooden warehouse...

What is Syl going to do? !

Sisley checked the heavy machine wooden warehouse in his hand, and said in a tone of "it's sunny today, I'm going to take the quilt out to dry": "there is an assassin alliance in the Middle East, which does many evils and tries to manipulate bats." Xia, achieve the goal of world domination. I want to go there, and I will be back tomorrow morning."

He doesn't know if the League of Assassins in this universe has the ambition to rule the world. The only thing he is certain of is: the League of Assassins cannot stay!

Regardless of whether the water in the Lazarus pond in this half of the universe has the ability to resurrect, after the universe is restored to its integrity, the water in the Lazarus pond will have the ability to resurrect.Lei Xiaogu was not easy to deal with, and his assassins became more ruthless and ruthless. With the backing of Lazarus Chishui, they were not afraid of life and death, and their combat effectiveness naturally increased.

Sisley has been to many universes, and the Assassin Leagues he has seen are not all of the same strength, but they all brought a huge crisis to the Justice League, and even directly endangered the lives of everyone in the Bat Family.

Sisley has no mother, so he has never enjoyed a day of maternal love, but he does not feel envious or regretful about it. He has seen few "mothers", but there are two that he remembers most.

One of them was Thalia, who would kill her own child for the benefit of the League of Assassins.

The other was Jason's mother, what was her name, Sisley forgot.He only remembered that this "mother" betrayed her son to the clown, watched the clown smash her son's bones little by little, and only thought of herself before she died.

He read it with "I see I know", there is no Damian in this universe.

Since there is no Damian, the League of Assassins has no value in existence.

When the universe is restored to its integrity, Sisley will kill all the people in this universe who are on the list in his little book, and those who remain are enough for the Justice League to practice.When he was gone, he would also burn the necessary materials to Clark, and Batman knew how to use them reasonably.

Sisley has a super brain, but he was raised by Deadpool. Deadpool's fighting style can be summed up in one word - reckless.

No matter what kind of enemy, just pick up the knife and hit it.

Deadpool dad has nothing to fear!

This is Sisley's fighting style. Anyone who threatens his family will die!

Sisley has answers to her family's questions, but...

Clark doesn't need to know this.

Sisley looked straight into Clark's eyes, and the sky blue pupils instantly turned scarlet——

Clark, who was about to say something, showed a confused look. A second later, he forgot what he was going to say, and what Sisley said just now.He blinked, continued to lower his head slightly, and wrote his diary on the computer.

At exactly eleven o'clock, Sisley jumped down from the balcony carrying the box, and the black and gold hexagram-shaped magic circle flashed under his feet. He had already come from Gotham out of the visible range of the League of Assassins.

The dry hot wind blows from all around him, he scanned the League of Assassins inside and out with X vision, and then opened the suitcase full of wooden warehouses.

This universe is on the way to restore its integrity and cannot withstand any strong external interference. Sisley cannot guarantee that a fight will break out later, and his output will not exceed the upper limit that this universe can bear. Therefore, he chooses to use a wooden warehouse Mechanically solve the problem.

——Typical mercenary seeking revenge.

When Sisley left, he gave Clark a psychological hint that Clark would think he had gone to outer space.

At one o'clock in the morning, the bright moonlight fell from the layers of dark clouds, and the low and dangerous sound of the Batmobile engine sounded in the dark night of Gotham. Clark, who was buried under the quilt and couldn't sleep at all, brightened his eyes like a gust of wind. flew out of the window.

The red and blue figure flashed across the sky at such a speed that it was invisible to the naked eye.

Batman, who was considered by the dark forces in Gotham to be just a legend or a ghost, leaps between high-rise buildings. Every time he stops, some evildoers fall down screaming, and their destination can only be a prison.

Although Batman doesn't kill people, he does not kill lightly. People who have been "educated" by him once, except for those whose heads are hard enough to hit a wall, who want to meet him again...

I'm sorry, I can't lose my life, but my hands and feet don't agree.

Clark couldn't hear Gotham, but he could hear Batman.

The sound of the engine of the Batmobile, the sound of the cloak brushing, the sound of bullets scraping the armor, the sound of arm blades hitting metal... Batman's muffled sound?

Clark's eyes widened in surprise, and he glanced towards the source of the sound.

—He thought... Batman would never get hurt, after all, Bruce Swift and Brucey both looked good.

Rapid Bruce: I'm a Kryptonian, Man of Steel, find out.

Drowning Wraith: Nightmare Batman, Aquaman Overlord to understand.

The person who put the black wooden warehouse on Batman had already been knocked unconscious by Batman's punch. Twenty or so adult men all fell limply on the ground, completely unconscious.

Batman looked down at the injured arm - damn it!The bullet is stuck in the bone!

Suddenly, a breeze blew by, and he smelled the sun.

"Hi... are you okay?"

Superman in the red and blue uniform stopped lightly and gracefully in mid-air four steps away from Batman, and the toes of the little red boots that fit the curve of the muscles naturally hung down, only ten centimeters from the ground.

He looked at Batman covering his wound with concern, X saw the bullet stuck in the bone through the Kevlar armor, and he said softly: "I can help you, the bullet needs to be taken out immediately."

Batman raised his head, under the helmet was a pair of deep gray-black eyes, he looked straight at the son of God from Krypton, his pale lips were almost drawn into a line.

Clark met those gray-black eyes—

Almost at the moment when he met Batman's eyes, countless voices surged towards him, drowning him mercilessly.

"what!--"

The omnipotent god on earth covered his ears in pain, his hands trembled, and he fell to the ground mixed with blood and dust.

It was as if he had returned to the time when he awakened his super hearing for the first time in his childhood. His brain was blank, loud and violent voices invaded all his perception, and dense cold sweat covered his smooth forehead.

He trembled, covered his head that seemed to be splitting, curled up in the cloak, bit his lip and blocked all the painful cries in his throat.

— that's what Gotham has been saying for over 20 years.

During the day, Sisley told him: "When you meet Batman, you can hear all the voices in this half of the universe."

Now, he meets Batman.

Amidst the loud buzzing, Clark vaguely heard someone calling his name. He struggled to open his eyes, his brain gradually sank, and his vision was already blurred. He only saw a piece of blackness.

and also……

He heard a faint heartbeat.

The author has something to say:

Chaochao: almost died in place, weak QAQ

Batman: Clark!

Sisley: Huh?Is there something I didn't tell Clark?what is it then?Woo, don't remember.

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