After buying the earth [Comprehensive British and American]

Turn back the time to Gotham two hours ago.

At the back door of the famous Iceberg Club, a silver-gray Bugatti two-seater convertible parked there quietly.Hilda folded her arms and leaned against the car door, calmly watching the tattooed man put the wrapped bouquet of blue roses into the passenger driver.

The Penguin stood opposite her, wearing a suit and top hat, holding the black umbrella in both hands, with a gloomy expression, like a sculpture.

"According to plan A," the man stood up straight and lowered his head slightly, as if he was giving a serious report, "We have already greeted the official in advance and got the permission. Just in case, you'd better send a message in advance to let him see Downstairs. At that time, the float will circle around the Wayne Building to ensure that no matter where the target is, you can see the complete float. At this time, you should have driven to the downstairs of the Wayne Building, meet... no, meet the target, and then... just Send these roses to him personally. . . . That's about it."

He was silent for a while, and couldn't help suggesting: "But are you sure you want to use blue roses? I think red roses are more suitable for confession. My previous girlfriends all loved red roses, and they all said that the flower represented love."

"I like blue." Hilda said lightly, looking at the blue roses surrounded by silver and blue stars with satisfaction, "It reminds me of the starry sky, gems and all the beautiful existence. And the flowers on the float The roses are already red, and I thought it would be nice if I had something different."

She paused, and her tone rose: "Everything is perfect, David, I can already see my own success, because no one can resist this romance, thank you, David!" She patted the man on the shoulder , with eyes full of admiration, "You are a true friend!"

"Excuse me," Cobblepot said with a shaky voice, "I'm the one paying the money.... You two better pray for a success, otherwise I have every reason to suspect that I'm about to become the laughing stock of Gotham's underground forces. In order to help my subordinates Chasing a man and emptying the roses of the surrounding city? What's the old-fashioned courtship next? Placing heart-shaped candles downstairs in the Wayne building to confess affectionately to Bruce Wayne?"

Hilda: "With all due respect, Mr. Copperpot, you lack a little appreciation."

Coppert laughed angrily, he pointed to himself: "Me? Lack of appreciation??" He couldn't believe his ears, no, he was always proud of his taste.On the contrary, it was Hilda. He never thought that a girl of her age would have such an old-fashioned aesthetic—the rose float?If this shit can catch up with a woman, it's fucking incendiary, chasing Bruce Wayne?Doesn't he really roll his eyes when he sees it?

"The rose float car is so romantic and creative, you think it's 'dirt'. How can I believe that you can help me catch up to Bruce?" Hilda asked sincerely, "And where is the dirt? I searched online However, Google found that this is a very romantic way of pursuing. Everyone hopes that their lover can send themselves a rose, but I," Hilda puffed up her chest silently, "I sent a few large cars, and I don't care about it. Double the romance, no doubt."

"Besides, Bruce used to send roses to all his girlfriends who pursued him." She said with reason, "David also sends roses every time, so both of them are masters in love, and you..." She hesitated for a moment, and rarely remembered Martina's advice, so she tried to be tactful, "...I don't know much about you, maybe you just don't want to fall in love?"

"..." The anger accumulated for several days was finally unable to be suppressed, and Cobblepot was furious, "You two follow your roses and go to hell with me!" He directly raised his umbrella and aimed at Hilda——

The next second, Hilda was already holding the umbrella tip with one hand, and Cobblepot's pupils shrank slightly. After a muffled sound, she let go of her hand. With a "click", the bullet fell on the concrete road.

Maybe it's because Coppert paid the money and will continue to pay for her "chasing dreams" for a long time in the future, Hilda didn't care too much about this little "accident".

"It's just a joke." She spread her hands with a smile.

Penguin calmed down almost as soon as she touched the umbrella, of course he would not apologize, let alone Hilda was unharmed.So he just stared at Hilda in silence for a while, then pretended nothing happened and let it go, and then looked at David who was standing tensely aside: "You——Lelis, why don't you give up?" I tense up and help Hilda well, show me your invincible ability among women! I hope to hear the perfect result as soon as possible-preferably in the Gotham Daily when I wake up tomorrow morning To the news about Bruce Wayne's new girlfriend!" Then end the damn thing!

"Yes, BOSS!" David Riles said with a serious face.

"There will definitely be a good result." Hilda interjected confidently, "I'm confident."

—I have no confidence in you!Coppert held back his words, and stared at David Leiris even more coldly: "...I must remind you that Bruce Wayne is not your former lover. First of all, he is the richest man in Gotham , and secondly, he's a man..."—so use your brains, both of you!Pick up Bruce Wayne like a chick? !Who the hell gave you the courage?

"Don't worry, Boss Cobbot." David nodded, "I've also had some boyfriends. Roses are indeed very popular."

Copperpot: "..." Shit.

He recalled the carloads of roses with a blank face, as if he was witnessing the dollar bills in his account being used for nothing by Hilda... Forget it, everything has already happened, just treat it as Do charity.Only next time, next time, he wouldn't be generous enough to sign a check without hearing Hilda's specific plans—he swears it!

In short, plan A is running in an orderly manner.

As Hilda expected, everything went perfectly. When she arrived downstairs in the Wayne Building in a convertible sports car, she was leaning on the side of the car and waiting for Bruce Wayne. Doubt condensed on her body.

She could almost imagine how surprised and touched Bruce Wayne would be when she handed the bouquet of blue roses to him—what should she say then?Directly, let him be your boyfriend?Or to be more tactful, memorize a sentence or two of confession verses found on the Internet?She was a little embarrassed for a while, and began to quickly recall the "necessary romantic sentences for confession" she found on Google——

— Fuck, I can’t remember.

Hilda racked her brains, but she could only recall sentences such as "a hundred sentences are necessary for swearing" and "how to piss off your enemy with yin and yang".She finally realized her ignorance, it turned out that after Google for a long time, she just searched for loneliness.

...so let's just confess directly.

Thinking so, she turned around and took out the blue rose, held it in her hand, and waited patiently for Bruce to walk out of the main entrance of Wayne Building.

It's a pity that before Hilda had time to wait for Bruce, whom she was thinking of, she first waited for the security guard of Wayne Building.

"Miss, parking is not allowed here." The man in uniform walked over quickly and said seriously to her, "You either park your car in the parking lot, or leave here immediately."

This is really unexpected, Hilda blinked: "Why are you not allowed to stop? Didn't the float stop here for a long time?"

"They have a government license, do you?" he asked rhetorically.

"..." Hilda explained, "I'm actually waiting for someone."

He frowned: "It's not okay to wait for someone, this is the rule - who are you waiting for?"

Hilda: "I'm waiting for Bruce Wayne."

He was taken aback, looked suspiciously at the eye-catching rose in Hilda's hand, and then glanced at the luxury car behind her, and slowly revealed an expression of enlightenment, gradually becoming more friendly: "...this is Mr. Wayne's car ?” He asked, already certain that the girl in front of him had something to do with Mr. Wayne—maybe his new girlfriend, anyway, she came to return the car now, “Why didn’t you say earlier, of course Mr. Wayne’s car can be parked in In front of the Wayne Building."

——…It wasn’t actually Bruce Wayne’s car, but Oswald Copperpot’s.

Hilda swallowed the explanation wisely, and let him misunderstand it all he wanted!

She smiled and said: "...Yeah. Bruce said he would be down soon, ah! Look, isn't he here?"

Looking past the security guard in front of her, Hilda's eyes have completely fallen on her blue-eyed face—how long has it been since we saw each other?Half a month?or longer?Why is this face still so familiar, as if it has never left her sight?

Hilda couldn't help going up to him, and the wonderful blue roses suddenly faded before him, so that Hilda held the bouquet with one hand and casually placed it on her shoulder: so the sky was full of stars like snow. Stardust fluttered from the air, kissing the hem of her windbreaker lightly, and they were separated as soon as they were touched——

She was only a few meters away from the surprised Bruce Wayne.

……

Bruce Wayne, who looked surprised, was actually not very surprised.Nonsense, Hilda's fight has become so big, how could he not have thought that she would come here in person?

However, Bruce really didn't think she would be so serious: not only did she put on makeup, but she definitely hired a professional to do the styling from her hair to her whole body.Although I have to admit that today she is very stunning, the stylist has fully captured the unusual and even eccentric beauty of her body, one can tell that this is a good stylist——but , the question is here, where did Hilda get the money?

It was a serious question and one that made him feel very bad.

... Fortunately, the way Hilda looked at him was still comfortingly familiar, and what she did was also in line with her past style. Otherwise, Bruce really wanted to wonder if the person in front of him was Muddy Face or something else. someone pretending to be.

"Hilda." He flashed Bruce's usual smile, "Long time no see—this is...?"

"Long time no see, Bruce," Hilda handed the flowers in front of him, her eyes were his familiar brilliance, "This is for you."

Bruce, who has always assumed the role of sending flowers but never received a bouquet: "..."

He pretended not to notice Tony's smile, and took the flower calmly: "Thank you very much, Blue Rose? I don't know much about flowers. Is there any meaning?"

——Well, he knows what Hilda's next sentence will be, and there is a high probability that he will express his love directly through flower language. To be honest, he often uses this trick, and he did not expect to personally experience the confessed character today. ...Forget it, it doesn't matter, I have to refuse anyway.He thought so.

"It doesn't mean anything," Hilda said decisively. There was no flower in her eyes, only Bruce. "I just think the color is pretty, it's so similar to your eyes, and it's pretty pretty."

Bruce: "...Is that so?"

Hilda nodded: "Yes. Otherwise, what would you think?"

--enough.Quick fix, he thought, to end it all.

He looked down at the roses, half-jokingly: "...I thought there was some special meaning? After all, I saw the floats before..."

"Isn't that float very romantic? I specially prepared it for you, multiple roses, multiple romances. If you like, I can have those flowers delivered to your home. Do you like it?" Hilda said slightly Upward, as if unable to restrain his excitement and pride, his eyes sparkled as if expecting his affirmative answer.

However, the interrupted Bruce didn't want to do what she wanted: "..."

--enough.He thought coldly, could someone come and take Tony Stark away?Why can he hold back his laughter to let everyone know that he is laughing maniacally?

Bruce stubbornly continued his unfinished sentence: "Speaking of this, the sentence that Rose put out," he repeated softly, "COULD YOUBEMY BOY FRIEND..."

He hasn't had time to say the "BRUCE" in the back, and he has no chance to say the "BRUCE" in the back.

Because Hilda was faster than him, she had already stepped forward and held his hand: "YES! ICAN!"

Bruce: ".........?"

Accompanied by his completely stunned expression, Tony Iron Man Stark, a friend who claimed to provide him with all help, finally couldn't help laughing mercilessly.