Everyone thought that Bruce would go black [Comprehensive British and American]

Under the lord of justice.

Bruce was wearing a simple T-shirt and a pair of badly frayed overalls. He was sitting bored by the side of the road, covering the sun with his hands. There was a fine layer of sweat beads.

"Your body is too bad." He complained to the Laughing Bat in his heart.

"It's fine if you can't die." The Laughing Bat said impatiently, "This is an indispensable price."

Just as he was talking, a camouflage car approached not far away, and Bruce hurriedly stood up to stop the car.

"Who!" Two soldiers with guns jumped out of the car.

Bruce raised his hand quickly, and he smiled, "You should know me."

The leading soldier was a little confused, "Bruce Wayne?"

"Yeah, I'm broke and dying."

The soldier's eyes revealed a bit of contempt, but also a bit of gloating. He hit Bruce on the shoulder with the butt of his gun, "Are you going to the shelter? I've seen a lot of people like you."

Bruce nodded obediently, and he got into the car, and there were some ordinary people sitting in it. They were the same as Bruce. The place where they originally lived was disturbed by the war between Batman and Superman. As a last resort, They can only seek help from shelters.

"Wow——" The staff of the shelter put a pure white robe on Bruce. His thin figure was wrapped in this robe after washing, and he looked like an innocent animal about to be killed. sacrificial lamb.

He took over an ID, and under the Justice Lords, everyone was numbered and functioned as a part of society, and Bruce couldn't do anything without an ID.

He slept on a hard bed for one night, and went to enlist in the army the next day. He didn't make any disguises about himself, so that everyone gave him strange looks-the love between him and Batman It is estimated that no one knows the story, and Bruce made up a more beautiful story, mixed with rich and powerful, inheritance, ethics, and superhero elements. After listening to this story, the candidate sighed and shook his head, satisfied A stamp was stamped on his medical examination form.

"Congratulations on turning from darkness to light." The burly man slapped the medical examination form on Bruce.

He was assigned to the ceremonial team. Under Lord Green Lantern, no one expected this handsome son to go to the battlefield, and his etiquette was indeed impeccable. Bruce was also happy to be leisurely, wearing a neat uniform every day to make a beautiful vase.

until that day.

Green Lantern finally remembers the fear of being dominated by who the hell is Bruce Wayne.

"What's going on here?" The greatest Green Lantern pretended to be calm, his right eyelid kept twitching, and his fingers trembled slightly, "Why is Bruce Wayne here?"

The person in charge bowed respectfully, with a look of embarrassment on his face, Hal felt his heart blazing when he saw it, "Give me an explanation."

Bruce tilted his head and smiled at Hal. The stories he polished had spread throughout the camp these days. After some spreading, everyone knew the details of how Batman abandoned Bruce Wayne. .

"He is the rich man who was cheated out of all his assets and paid off his debts."

The person in charge whispered and quickly repeated it in Hal's ear.

"Nonsense!" Hal's face changed rapidly, from stupefied to unbelievable, to furious, "What's on your mind?"

... want to laugh.

...can't laugh.

Bruce struggled to hold back a smile, but the expression on his face was hard to control. He lowered his head slightly and hid his face in the shadows, which made him look even more lovable.

But Shazam beside Hal has already cast a sympathetic gaze on him, "How could Batman treat you like this!" Little Billy, the purest boy in the world, has not been in the Justice League for a long time, and he has been well protected So much so that the identity of Batman has always been a mystery to him.

Green Lantern's lips quivered twice.

"Come with me." He put his arms around Bruce's shoulders expressionlessly, dragging him into the room.

"What the hell are you doing?" Hal's shoulders relax when it's just the two of them alone. He and Batman have always been on good terms.

"Look carefully." Bruce looked up, "I'm not the bat you know."

"..."

Hal's face twitched violently twice, the rich man who was cheated out of his property and abandoned in chaos appeared in his mind, Hal wondered in surprise: "Could it be true what you said?"

"Make good use of the lantern ring." Bruce bent his fingers and made a quoting gesture, "But I'm here this time to see if I can convince you."

After some teasing, his attitude corrected, "Do you really think Superman is right?"

"No way." Hal leaned against the wall, looking discouraged, "I agree with his approach, if the human rights of those criminals are guaranteed, then who will protect the rights of others who want to get rid of these criminals? "

Hal showed a disapproving expression, "You are in Gotham, you know how high the crime rate is, and the law and order in the whole society is so bad - those ordinary people can survive because of God's luck."

"We don't need to be outside the human government anymore, for those rules." Hal paused, "The Lord of Justice can kill all threats from inside and outside the earth in their cradles."

Bruce nodded, showing that he was listening carefully.

"At the same time, we are not murderers, we just stifle the crisis in a non-killing way." But Hal said so, his breathing was a little unsteady, "in a once-and-for-all way." He emphasized.

"Free elections, free speech, yes, that's your flag, but there's no denying that we're keeping everyone safe and alive, and the majority of our citizens are behind us."

Hal summed it up briefly, "The so-called freedom is not worth the price."

Bruce's eyes became sharper, he squinted slightly, and his voice was extremely calm, "Who are you trying to convince? Hal? Is it me? Or yourself?"

The room suddenly fell into dead silence. After a while, Hal smiled wryly, "I can't deny the correctness of Superman, he stands on a height that I can't reach, but after leaving the ring of lights, I'm just an ordinary human being, and I can't stand it." this."

Hal sighed, "Sure enough, Batman looks the same."

"I can't be called Batman." Bruce shrugged, "but I do want to join Lord Justice."

"Presumably Superman will let me join." He showed a mocking smile, "He can't bear to let go of any possibility of defeating Batman."

Hal was silent, he thought of the cold king on the watchtower, these days he became more and more paranoid and dehumanized, sometimes Hal even wondered if the warm superman in the past was just him The illusion that Superman speaks very little now, except for giving orders, he hardly speaks, like a cold machine, running this huge mechanism.

"You have to have a good reason." Hal compromised, "Don't use that stupid excuse to fool people."

Karl opened his eyes. Kryptonians don't need sleep, but he kept this habit with a sense of ritual. Although he couldn't explain why he wasted these hours every day, it was obvious that the Lord of Justice had so many things to do. Kryptonians feel a little tired.

He sat up stiffly from the bed. The high-tech fabric uniform would not be dirty, and it didn't even show a single wrinkle. Suddenly, the AI ​​robot placed not far away started to move.

"Detected... #@#￥..." Before the AI ​​could finish a complete sentence, it quietly stood still.

Krypton's AI shouldn't have this glitch.

Carl hesitated for a moment, and walked slowly towards the AI, but when his hand touched the shell of the AI ​​robot, he found that it was just a phantom.

"!" He suddenly floated upwards, his muscles tensed slightly, ready to attack at any time.

A huge, white glowing void appeared there, and after a while, a virtual figure appeared, who looked exactly like Carl, no, he looked more tired.

That's Superman.

A Superman who did not become Lord Justice, but although this Superman wore the uniform of the past, his expression was no different from Karl's—it was the same indifference.

"Who are you?" Carl asked cautiously.

"Clark Kent, Kal-El, Superman...whatever you want to call it." The Superman said coldly, "Is Bruce in this world?"

"Who?"

"Bruce Wayne."

"There is Bruce Wayne in this world." Carl replied, he couldn't help getting closer to the phantom, in order to better observe the Superman.

"There are two Bruce Wayne in this world." The Superman raised the corner of his mouth and said in a firm tone, "I need to know where he is." He gestured, "I want the coordinates of this world."

"Coordinates?" Carl repeated.

"The world is locked down," the Superman replied. "That's why I'm talking to you in this form. I need to find my Batman."

"He's not Batman." Carl thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth, "He's just Bruce Wayne."

The Superman showed an indescribable expression, "You mean the Brucey baby from Gotham?"

"The past is."

Carl truthfully told this superman about Bruce. He didn't miss any details. He even explained clearly about the ice cream sale together at the beginning. He also talked about how Bruce entered the watchtower and worked as Batman. time.

"It's him." The Superman showed an expression almost gnashing his teeth for a moment, but his tone was very soft again, "I found him."

Carl frowned, suggesting, "We should be fair."

Superman with a red cloak didn't explain anything, he wrote a formula in the air with a special pen, "This is the key to the space device."

Superman gave a relieved smile and said lightly, "We'll see each other soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, the virtual image disappeared together with the white light hole. At this time, there was a knock on his door, and he turned on the communicator, and the figure of Green Lantern appeared there. Hal cleared his throat, "I have something to report."

As he said that, he turned sideways, and Bruce was waving at him happily, acting as if they were still good friends, "Long time no see."

Carl raised his eyebrows, "Bruce?"