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

"Not you."

"Huh?" Jason looked at the Laughing Bat in confusion.

"It's us."

Jason blushed, but he still insisted on not looking away, as if staring at the Laughing Bat could conceal the fact that his face was flushed.

Bruce looked at Jason with some amusement, and he took a tentative step forward, but Jason jumped up, like Bruce was some kind of monster.

"Are you and Superman really friends?" Jason turned sideways vigilantly, ready to run away at any time, but his strong curiosity drove him to ask this question.

"No." The Laughing Bat replied.

"colleague?"

"No."

Jason's face was blank, "You really have thoughts about him."

The Laughing Bat laughed happily, "If I only have a little time left, why not enjoy it during this time?"

【He finally admits it. 】Bruce blinked at Jason,【He's coveted the Kryptonian's flesh/body for a long time...who doesn't like it? 】

"..."

Jason turned his head away, he was unreasonably bleak from the back, and when he closed the door, he waved his back to the Laughing Bat: "I'm going to the League of Assassins first."

After Jason left, the Laughing Bat withdrew his smile, and he turned back into the silent statue. Jason's departure seemed to have taken away all the anger in the room, including the person inside.

Bruce raised his legs and swayed casually: 【Are you serious? 】

The Laughing Bat laughed: [How is it possible. 】

【Too. 】Bruce nodded: 【Otherwise, that Kryptonian would be so uncomfortable at that time. 】

They all threw Dick's matter aside, because it was not worth worrying about. Night Owl carefully grasped the speed when flicking the big blue bird. He concealed one of the most critical facts from Dick - only Batman can become pollution. Carrier.

The Laughing Bat shook his hair. The water droplets on his head hadn't been wiped dry. They dripped drop by drop on the carpet, forming flaky traces. After a long time, he sighed and pushed open the door.

"Clark." He walked down the stairs, and was not surprised to see Clark sitting on the sofa with a nervous expression on his face, and the Laughing Bat froze for a moment.

It feels like a big dog is looking forward to it, Laughing Bat thought, although this metaphor is very inappropriate, but if——

He really looks like a golden retriever.

The Laughing Bat sat down next to Clark, and he said slowly, "You..."

"I have something to say." Clark said in unison.

"Go ahead." The Laughing Bat retracted his fingers into his sleeves. He quietly stared at Clark's face. Two pairs of blue eyes looked at each other. The only difference was that one looked like a clear sky, while the other looked like The deep-buried ice cap of the North Pole.

Clark ducked his eyes for a moment.

The Laughing Bat didn't mean to urge, and sat there very patiently——

A shadow fell over his face.

This is followed by a soft touch on the lips.

Clark opened his eyes wide and looked at the Laughing Bat without blinking. He felt his heart beating faster than ever.

The Laughing Bat didn't respond.

Clark withdrew, and he pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty. The small curly hair on his forehead was stuck to his forehead listlessly. He turned his head and looked at the paintings on the wall, pretending to be nonchalant.

"I'm sorry," Clark whispered.

He quickly stood up, floating in the air dejectedly, ready to leave, but he failed, a huge force came from his neckline, and the Laughing Bat also stood up, he grabbed Clark's collar, Undoubtedly dragged him down.

A whirlwind.

The Laughing Bat even used a fighting technique, making sure that Clark would never break free unless he used his super strength.

Clark was pressed on the sofa, and he looked dumbfounded. The Laughing Bat put his hand on Clark's neck, his thumb brushed across his lips vaguely, smiled noncommittally, and then leaned down— —

"Lao..." Clark's mind went blank, he sighed instinctively, and felt a dexterous tongue licking...

The air around them became warmer.

Clark's super hearing was able to clearly hear the slight sound of water and the sound of bubbles when his lips and teeth met, and he stopped breathing unknowingly.

The Laughing Bat snorted helplessly, the Kryptonian's talents are always used where they shouldn't be used, and as a human being, he will inevitably fall into a weak position——

After a long time, the Laughing Bat let go of Clark. He condescendingly showed Clark an ambiguous smile, and slowly moved his cold fingers down the side of Clark's neck.

And saw Clark shudder with satisfaction.

"That's called a kiss." He raised his eyebrows, trying to restrain his breathing so that he wouldn't gasp.

"..."

"Are you stupid?" The Laughing Bat frowned, and he patted Clark's cheek gently.

"Rao."

Clark was still looking dazed.

"?"

"I want to do it again." Clark said, and with a little force, he confined the Laughing Bat in a small place. He leaned closer to the Laughing Bat's face, and felt the warm breath exchanging with each other in this small space.

The Laughing Bat reached out and pulled Clark's hair.

Clark firmly embraced the Laughing Bat's waist and floated upstairs. They spent a very harmonious night. The tacit understanding of the world's best partners always exists in all aspects, and there is no dead end.

In the boundless yellow sand, Jason is struggling to find the familiar building. He is walking without hope. Under the rule of Lord Superman, whether the League of Assassins exists is a problem.

But he insisted on walking, a gust of wind and sand blew, he covered his eyes with his arms, and pulled down the goggles with the other hand.

A cold arrow shot over, and Jason felt relieved, it was a good thing to be attacked, which proved that he was looking for the right place.

A group of assassins holding knives jumped out from nowhere. They all had wheat-colored skin and deep outlines, and wore uniform black clothes.

"I've wanted to ask for a long time, aren't you hot?"

Jason dodged a knife looking at him, yelling, "Hey, I don't want to do it! I just want to meet your leader."

A grenade/bomb rolled at his feet.

"Okay." Jason replied, "In this case..."

He sneered, pulled out two sharp blades that were shining with cold light from the void, made two cuts, jumped up, and a part of the magic particle extended and slashed on the chest of an assassin.

Jason whistled loudly.

He passed through this group of well-trained assassins like cutting melons and chopping vegetables, and was confused by the true feeling. What is this old guy Lei Xiaogu thinking?And his weird obsession with becoming a family with Batman...

There are just too many people.

Even Jason was inevitably scratched twice. The longer he fought, the more irritable he became and the more he struck. As a member of the Outlaws, the Red Hood would never kill someone And feel guilty.

Just as he was about to kill the killer, he heard a familiar voice that made him want to smash his fist into that person's face just by hearing the voice.

"Todd? What are you drawing for a long time?

Jason watched the green-eyed devil walking towards him proudly. He was wearing a green robe embroidered with intricate patterns of gold thread. This guy looked like a real little prince, but according to Lei Xiaogu kingdom of...

Be confident and remove the image.

Damian took two steps forward angrily, raised his delicate chin, his voice was a little hoarse, but still had a childlike sharpness - he was in the period of voice change.

"I've been looking for you for a long time." Damian glared at Jason unkindly, "We still have a score to settle about you throwing me and the useless Drake into the Batcave."

"..."

Great, this familiar command tone, and his uncontrollable fist - Jason took a deep breath.

He still had a little fantasy before, maybe it was Damian from the Overlord World?Damian was always special Damian, as in any world, until he heard Damian speak.

Jason's mouth twitched.

"I know you have a lot of questions to ask, such as how did I get into this world, how did I get rid of the laughing virus..." Damian's voice became louder, "Swallow these questions to my stomach go in!"

"..."

Jason closed his mouth aggrieved, he didn't want to fight the devil bastard, it could be seen that Damian was already at the critical point of explosion, if someone must be the needle - Jason decided to hand over the problem to To Dick, trust that mother bird must be willing to solve family problems.

If it was Dick, Damian would probably be less aggressive.

Damian snorted coldly, turned and walked towards the quaint building behind him, where the Lazarus Pool was hidden. Halfway through, he was stopped by Mrs. Shiva.

"You shouldn't bring Batman's disciples into here."

"Get out of the way." Damian ordered coldly, without even looking at her or turning his body sideways, Jason nodded at Ms. Siwa with difficulty, for their common feeling - this terrible With a new sense of sight, the devil boy has changed into the appearance he saw for the first time.

Mrs. Shiva moved away silently. Even though she felt a little strange, the temperament of this person in front of her was not comparable to those obedient clones of Talia—this kind of cold-blooded and arrogant temperament she only had in Austria. I have seen it in the ancient family.

Jason rubbed the space between his brows. He followed Damian with a lowered eyebrow, complaining sincerely about why he didn't add a hood to his uniform.