After buying the earth [Comprehensive British and American]

Hilda felt herself on the verge of endurance.

She didn't know how she got to the Wayne Corporation, and her mind was stuck on aimless things along the way: Bruce, Batman, and everything that happened between her and them, everything related. details.

The door to the truth seemed to have opened a gap, but she suddenly understood at this moment that the truth outside the door was not what she hoped for, so she stretched out her hand and stopped the door that was about to open without hesitation. the gate.She even turned her back, in order to completely ignore and forget the truth behind the door.

Now, she had pinned all her hopes on the destination she was about to reach—Bruce Wayne was there.

For the first time, Hilda hoped so much that when she arrived at Bruce's office, what she saw was Bruce who was working or being lazy, it didn't matter anyway, she hoped to see that familiar face appear in front of her, let her know , Bruce Wayne and Batman are two people through and through.

In front of her was a familiar high-rise building that mixed classical and modern styles. She pushed open the glass door and rushed into the bright hall, ignoring the vigilant security guards who tried to stop and question her, let alone their attack. At this moment, all innocuous attacks will be completely ignored by Hilda.

She entered the elevator, stretched out her hand, stopped in front of the neatly arranged metal buttons of the elevator, and pressed the button she knew. The moment she pressed it, her hand convulsed uncontrollably for some reason. Hilda paused slightly, held He tightened his hand and took a deep breath.

Hilda remembered this elevator, once, it was here, she pressed Bruce against the cold elevator wall, kissed him hard, the blue roses fell on the ground, but she had no time to take care of them—the pair were more beautiful than the blue roses Countless blue eyes on her face are staring at her, sucking her into a world she has never understood like a whirlpool, a wonderful world of love, how can she look away in this situation?

The elevator door opened.

She walked out with a blank face, the security system didn't seem to exist in front of her, Bruce Wayne's office was in front of her, and she finally chose to push away.

...nobody.

Without Bruce Wayne, without the outcome she hoped for.

Hilda walked forward step by step, looking at the somewhat messy documents on the desk, a signature pen was placed obliquely on an open document, the swivel seat opened to the right, Hilda One can almost imagine how the owner of this office hurriedly got up and left his seat.

She watched all this in silence, feeling her heart sinking little by little, and her hope was disappearing inch by inch. Fate crushed her last hope and gave her an answer that she was completely unwilling to accept:

——Bruce Wayne is probably equivalent to Batman.

She seemed to be thinking a lot at this moment, but she didn't seem to think about anything.

Until the black shadow stood silently behind Hilda, calling her name in a deep voice: "Hilda—"

Hilda made a sudden move and strangled him by the neck.

The neck and throat are one of the most vulnerable and deadly parts of human beings. Naturally, it is impossible for Batman not to take precautions against this part. However, even though he uses armor made of the strongest material in the world to protect his throat, he still feels the pain at this moment. When it came to the creepy danger, he even heard the "creaking" sound of the armor, as if it was about to be unable to withstand Hilda's strength, and was about to be completely crushed together with the fragile neck of the human being.

...the possibility that he had considered had actually happened: Hilda had done something to him, but Batman still didn't want to believe it was real.

He gripped Hilda's arm hard, trying to force her to let go.

She looked at him with indifferent eyes.

"I don't like it when you call me that, Bat," she didn't continue to tighten her strength, but relaxed slightly, as if the action just now was just a threat, "Only Bruce can call me that."

"You know," he gritted his teeth, determined to get the words out, "I just—"

Hilda suddenly increased the strength in her hands, and kept Batman's whole body against the wall in this posture of strangling his neck. The wall made a loud "bang--", and Batman couldn't help closing his eyes. .

"You're not Bruce," Hilda said, not as if addressing him, but as if repeating to herself, "Bruce Wayne is by no means Batman . . . I don't believe it."

It never occurred to him that getting Hilda to accept the secret that "Bruce is the same as Batman" would be more difficult than telling her.

——Why is this happening?he thought with a headache.

Batman didn't realize that, even now, he didn't really consider the possibility that he would just die in Hilda's hands. He just felt a headache and helplessness, and in the pain, he tried hard to think about how to break the situation. Method.

——If she loses her temper just because she doesn't resist, can she accept this fact?

He closed his eyes and let go of his resisting hands.

The strength in Hilda's hand stopped for a moment.

She stared at the dark Batman in front of her. The mask looked so indifferent and inhuman, how could it be her lover?

The door opened suddenly.

Dick Grayson's pupils shrank suddenly, and what fell into his eyes at this moment was this picture: Hilda, who was ruthlessly strangling Batman by the throat, with an expressionless face, and Batman, who seemed to have lost consciousness and gave up resisting the falling hands .

— an unmistakable, murderous picture.

At this moment, scruples about Hilda's power and some kind of vigilance about her identity came to my heart at the same time, and the strings in Dick's mind were completely broken.

"Batman!!" He couldn't control his shock, and subconsciously punched Hilda, wanting to save the "dying" Batman--he really got what he wanted, Hilda avoided the punch, At the same time loosened the grip on Batman.

Batman fell to his knees and coughed violently. Dick stood in front of his old father without hesitation, staring at Hilda vigilantly: "You..."

"Dick!" Batman stretched out his hand, trying to push him away, "Get out! Cough, get out of the way, it's with you...cough cough, no—"

"No!" Dick didn't understand what was wrong with him, he glanced at the weak Batman, and said fiercely, "She almost killed you just now, I can't let her do that!"

Hilda stared at him, her brown eyes were getting darker.

"Hilda, why are you doing this?!" Dick demanded. "Are you going to kill Batman?! Did you know..." He paused.

"Know what?" she asked indifferently, keeping her eyes on Dick. "It seems that you know the secret too, don't you?"

"You know?" Dick's eyes widened, feeling even more incomprehensible, "You know you still—"

Hilda sneered: "Okay, very good."

Her eyes faltered between Batman and Dick: "...It seems that I am indeed being played around."

"Hilda..." Batman struggled to his feet.

"That's enough, I don't want to hear it." Hilda paused, "I'm not a fool, and it's clear enough now."

Batman watched her closely.

"But so what? I won't accept it." She paused every word. "I only want my blue eyes, my Bruce, who I'm in love with, and who I'm engaged to—except him , I don't accept anyone."

Batman's face tensed slightly, he really didn't understand why Hilda refused to accept this fact?

He felt depressed, maybe not only depressed, but also a sense of resentment, I don't know what it was pointing to. In short, they disturbed his mood together, and he couldn't help gritting his teeth, saying that Hilda refused to let this matter go Can't help brooding: "...whether you accept it or not, the facts are the facts and will not change because of your will."

——Perhaps, he also couldn't accept this fact in his heart: the person he fell in love with couldn't love the real him equally.

Dick looked at him subconsciously.

Hilda was expressionless. She walked towards the huge glass window. Under the gaze of the two of them, she pushed open the window without hesitation. The wind rushed in instantly, messing up Hilda's hair, and outlined her slightly With a tight and powerful figure, he flipped over the documents on the desk - no one cared about the damn documents, he just stared at her.

Batman stepped forward subconsciously: "What are you going to do?"

Hilda turned her head and gave him a malicious smile: "FUCKYOU, BATMAN."

Immediately without hesitation, he jumped down.

At this moment, Batman almost had a cardiac arrest—even though his reason told him that Hilda was absolutely impossible to have an accident as an extraordinary alien, he still subconsciously rushed to the window, almost chasing Hilda. jump off.

Dick stopped him just in time—even if he was Batman now, even if he was wearing the cape that helped him glide, jumping from a building that was nearly a hundred stories high was still too much.

He stared at the falling figure of Hilda, watching her hair fluttering in the wind, under her body, a ray of light suddenly opened, like a narrowed eye suddenly widened, and Xi Erda fell into it and disappeared.

Batman's heart has never beat so fast.

"God, what is that!" Dick couldn't help saying, staring at the scene where Hilda disappeared, "It's a good thing you didn't jump off, we don't know what that thing is, let alone whether it will Get you in there with Hilda."

Batman slowly retracted his protruding body.

He knew that Dick was right, no matter from what point of view, his actions just now were too irrational and worthless, he seemed to be dazed, and forgot everything at that moment.

... He forgot that he was just a mortal body, and in a trance he thought that he was omnipotent.

He thought he could control everything, but in the end, this was the source of all failures.