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

The man turned his head suspiciously, looked behind him, and laughed again, "I didn't expect you to be a psycho...hahaha..." He ticked his fingers at Bruce, "A person like you is suitable..."

The Laughing Bat walked up calmly, and he said to Bruce in his heart: "My appearance fee is very expensive."

"Fifteen dollars, all my net worth." Bruce replied: "No more."

"Have you got fifteen dollars? Did you forget to give Vera ten dollars?"

"I don't care, if you can't beat him, then you go and stand for a while." Bruce evaded and sank into the depths of his consciousness, leaving the Laughing Bat alone outside.

"It's really..." The Laughing Bat shook his head and couldn't help laughing, "For myself, I should work harder."

He said to himself, and the man became more and more annoyed, and he walked up, trying to reach out and grab Bruce's shoulder. "Hey... are you ignoring me?"

"No." The Laughing Bat replied, "I just hope you can shut up." He frowned in disgust: "It stinks."

The Laughing Bat suddenly moved, he bent his knees slightly, he approached the man in an instant, then lifted a foot, and kicked the man's face heavily, his nasal bone snapped and broke, the man felt it belatedly Feeling the pain, he wiped his face blankly and spit out his two front teeth.

"You!" He rushed forward angrily.

The Laughing Bat was waiting for the man to come to him. He turned around deftly, jumped up, and kicked his knee. The man rolled out like an oak barrel.

The woman didn't dare to take a breath, she was like a dream, watching a man who was usually showing off his might and strength was knocked down three or two times, and the man who knocked him down didn't even pull out his hand!

The Laughing Bat walked up slowly. He stepped on the man's fingers and crushed them one by one slowly. The man wailed, and he cursed a few words before turning to humbly begging. "I have money...let me go..."

The Laughing Bat kicked him in the face, "Shut up."

"If I see you again, I will peel off your skin and throw you into the chemical pool." The Laughing Bat threatened, the man nodded hastily, stumbled away, and the Laughing Bat beat yawned.

"Why did you let him go!" Vera yelled, "He will come back!"

"He's afraid to come back." The Laughing Bat glanced at her. "And there's an idiot trying to get you out of this place."

"You..." Vera keenly noticed that the man in front of her seemed to have changed. He became arrogant, and there was no warm light in his eyes, only nothingness left.

"Don't bother me anymore." The Laughing Bat said, he yawned and sank into the depths of his consciousness.

"Don't use me as a wishing machine."

Bruce scratched his head, squatting in front of Vera: "I have a good idea, let's move out together, shall we?"

"You're back again." Vera said in surprise, "What do you want to do?"

She patted her chest: "I promise, if you can get us out of here, I will use my whole life to repay you."

"Let's drive an ice cream truck." Bruce laughed, "I owe my friend an ice cream all the time." There was a smile on his face, "I guess I'll see her soon."

Vera nodded, she had inexplicable trust in the man in front of her, and this kind of trust made her willing to take a gamble.

"But we don't have money for an ice cream truck..." she murmured.

Bruce smiled enigmatically as he fished a $1 coin from his pocket, placed it on his thumbnail, flicked it, and covered it with his other hand.

"Guess pros and cons?"

Vera said something indiscriminately, Bruce spread his hands, exactly as Vera predicted, and then he played this little trick a dozen times, without a single mistake.

"Wait for me a few minutes."

"I'm lost." Bruce stood at the intersection, looking at the forked roads around him in confusion, "Come out quickly."

"You are such a waste." The Laughing Bat sarcastically said, "The road to the east, the third one after entering, the underground of that bar is a casino."

"Okay." Bruce's eyes sparkled, he happily ran forward a few steps, and was stopped by the door of the bar.

"Only those who have been invited can enter."

"What?" Bruce asked, suddenly having an interesting idea.

"I want to buy this place." He smiled lazily at the security guard, "I want to meet your boss."

He didn't wait for the security guard's consent, he got in with a stride, took off a gambler's hat beside him and put it on his head, and immediately blended into the crowd.

He was walking around with interest, his face full of excitement, and suddenly he bumped into a person, this person was as hard as a pillar, Bruce took a few steps back to stabilize, he looked up suspiciously.

It was a man who didn't fit in with Gotham. He was wearing an old-fashioned plaid shirt and glasses. After seeing Bruce, the man pushed his glasses uncomfortably, "Sorry."

He reached out to Bruce, "Are you okay?" Suddenly his eyes widened in surprise, "You look a bit like my friend."

"Clark!" A beautiful woman not far away waved to him, "Here!" Clark smiled apologetically at Bruce, "My friend is still waiting for me." Just as he was saying that, the woman left impatiently Come here, "Dally," she said.

When the woman saw Bruce, she could see that she was also a little surprised, but also extremely happy, "Diana Prince."

She held out her hand to Bruce, and Bruce hesitated, then took it. "Bruce," he said, "It's just Bruce."

"Okay." The woman smiled happily, "I accompanied my colleagues to write the report." She explained to Bruce, "There are always too many things that catch people's attention in Gotham."

Diana embraced Bruce's shoulders familiarly, "Are you here to play? This place is not suitable for a little guy like you."

Bruce looked at Diana, and he said lightly, "I'm here to win an ice cream truck for myself."

"Oh?" Diana showed an expectant look, "I like ice cream."

Bruce hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Will you be my first customer?"

Diana looked a little troubled, "Don't talk to women like that in Gotham." She reached out and rubbed Bruce's head, "It will cause misunderstanding."

Bruce grabbed Diana's hand angrily, and Diana smiled. She took out a lipstick from her bag, and wrote a series of numbers crookedly on the collar of Bruce's shirt. This was her sudden mischief. .

After finishing writing, she felt a little regret, "This seems too bad." Diana said, she took off the cloak on her body and put it on Bruce. "I apologize for my joke."

"It's dangerous for you here." Clark looked down at Bruce with a serious expression, "We can send you out."

Clark took out a not-so-bulky wallet from his pocket, "I can lend you the money first, it's enough to buy an ice cream truck." He said with a warm smile, "I'll pay it back later Just fine."

Bruce thought for a moment, then took the wallet. "What? Bruce Wayne finally reduced to soft food?" The Laughing Bat couldn't bear to look directly and covered his eyes.

"What's the big deal, haven't I funded enough for Clark and Diana? I even built them a tower! All the battle damage was reimbursed by me!" Bruce retorted with confidence, "It's nothing."

"Very good." Clark smiled with satisfaction, and Bruce found that this Clark Kent was tougher than anyone he had ever seen.

He stood there silently, he was too thin, a circle smaller than Clark.

"I'll take you out." Clark patted Bruce on the back and stepped back towards the door.

"What do you think is the situation?" Diana watched Bruce's back getting smaller and smaller, and when she made sure Bruce couldn't hear her, she turned her face to look at Clark.

"Uh..." Clark scratched his head, "B's son?"

Diana: "I don't know if this poor kid knows, he looks so fragile..." She struggled for a while, "Should I tell Batman?"

"Of course not!" Clark looked at Diana incredulously, "What if we make a mistake?"

"But I don't know why, he always has inexplicable sons and daughters." Diana complained, "Is there any advantage to having Batman as a father?"

"I haven't seen my inexplicable son come out in so many years." Diana shook her head, "Green Arrow has learned from Batman and started raising children."

"Maybe this is the hobby of rich people." Clark replied, and he pulled Diana, "He really wants to buy an ice cream truck."

As he said that, Clark showed an expression that he couldn't bear to look directly at, "That second-hand machine is not worth so much money at all."

"He gave all the money to others." Diana touched her chin. "The seller gave him some raw materials."

"He looks like a spoiled little prince who has never been out of the castle." Clark frowned and looked at Diana. "Maybe this is really an unknown child of B?"

"Wait a little longer... Do you want to be made into a watch by Batman?" Diana said cautiously.

Suddenly, the Laughing Bat spoke, and he twitched the corner of his mouth, "I think your identity has been resolved this time."

"Huh?" He stuffed his empty wallet back into his pocket, looked at these things, thought for a moment, and decided to push the ice cream cart to find Vera, "It's normal for a Wayne to not make ice cream ."he thinks.

Hearing what the Laughing Bat said, Bruce tilted his head inexplicably, "What did you say?"

"Congratulations, you have found yourself a father."