After buying the earth [Comprehensive British and American]

Bruce secretly memorized the phrase "warrior" from Wonder Woman.Hilda is a warrior?He glanced at the girl next to him calmly, thinking whether this was a misjudgment or the truth that was accidentally seen through.

"It's really too dangerous today." Hilda said, "I was worried about you just now, whether it's Superman or that mutant, they can easily hurt you."

Bruce: "But I know you won't let anything happen to me, you're here, I have nothing to fear."

Hilda glanced at him: "The first time you called me, I didn't respond."

"It was the Penguin who stopped you." Bruce immediately defended her. "I know you will save me. No matter what the situation is, you will stand by me, won't you? Hilda."

Hilda smiled, she looked a little weird, reached out and touched his cheek, and looked into his eyes with his puzzled eyes: "You're going to eat me, aren't you?"

Bruce froze.

"Okay." She let go of her hand nonchalantly, "We should go back, it's already late, do you want to go back to the apartment with me?"

He knew he should say no, but...

"Okay." He replied in a low voice.

A hint of surprise flashed in Hilda's eyes: "...I thought you would refuse."

Bruce smiled and took her hand: "How could that be?"

"By the way." Hilda said, "Didn't you expect me to resign from Penguin?"

Bruce looked at her if he felt something.

She still had a smile on her face, as if she didn't take everything seriously: "Maybe tomorrow, Coppert will fire me."

"...because I got you mixed up with those superheroes."

"Yeah." Hilda nodded very calmly, "You know, Penguin is a bad guy, standing on the opposite side of superheroes. Although I don't care which camp I'm on, other people seem to care about this. "

Bruce was silent.

She said softly: "I didn't choose justice, Bruce, I chose you."

"Last night was really ups and downs, wasn't it, sir?" Alfred put the coffee on the tea table in front of Bruce, "Fortunately, the relationship between you and Miss Hilda has not been affected. I am very relieved that Batman was able to choose yesterday. Take the initiative to take a vacation."

Bruce paused as he read the newspaper.

Alfred looked cheerful: "If you need to go back to your room to rest for a while..." He winked at Bruce teasingly.

"No need," Bruce replied, "I'm full of energy now."

The butler looked at him with some disapproval: "Please don't be brave."

Bruce: "..." He hesitated to speak, he didn't know how to explain to the butler, things were really different from what he thought.

In fact, he didn't do anything with Hilda last night, and she started to sleep holding him.He originally planned to sneak back in the middle of the night, but who knew that Hilda entangled him like an octopus, so that he could only close his eyes and sleep in the end, and finally slept peacefully all night.

Now he's not sleepy at all and just wants to go to the Batcave and take care of work.

It's a pity that Ah Fu doesn't have mind reading skills. He is just sincerely happy for the smooth progress of this relationship: "I hope your relationship goes well, sir. I heard that Miss Hilda is about to leave the Penguin? This is really a good news." information."

When it comes to this topic, Bruce even has a headache: "I don't know if what I did last night was right."

"...At least, under your influence, she is gradually severing ties with the Penguin. Do you want her to stay under the Penguin's command and continue to pass on 'information' for you?" Ah Fu said rationally, "That's not Not realistic."

No, he didn't think that way, he just felt that maybe Hilda was getting deeper and deeper into this emotional vortex, and he also...

He picked up the coffee and took a sip, the bitter taste filled his mouth, he exhaled: "You are right, Ah Fu."

He doesn't have time to think about those things, he's too busy, whether it's Penguin, Killer Crocodile, or other prisoners, Gotham is an eternal vortex, and those caught in it can only struggle for a moment, but they can never escape.

"So, from last night to now, has the Penguin clearly informed you that he fired you?" Martina asked.

Hilda lay on the sofa: "That's not true."

"That's why you haven't been fired." Martina, who has sufficient social experience, judged, "I also know that he won't let a bodyguard like you go easily."

"But I'm getting tired of playing." Hilda spread out the magazine and covered her face, "I run around with Penguin every day and meet some inexplicable people. It used to be interesting, but recently he I want to run for mayor, and the people I meet every day look the same, and I stand next to him, which is really boring. In fact, even if he doesn’t fire me, I have thought about resigning myself.”

"But his salary is high." Martina advised her, "and the treatment is also very good. Penguin's money is not wasted."

"But I originally said that because he worked, I just wanted to get money to get Bruce." Hilda's voice came through the magazine, a little dull, "I have already chased him. Later, I just retreated because I chased him." It seemed a bit dishonest, so I continued to work under him. But last night, he himself said that he wanted to draw a line with me, and I just agreed, which is not too much."

"But what if he regrets it?" Martina asked back, "It's not impossible."

Hilda: "...I hope he doesn't regret it."

"But if you're no longer working for Penguin," Martina said, "what are you going to do?"

Hilda pondered for a while: "...I don't know, I want to find something interesting to do. Speaking of which, what have you been doing recently?"

Martina leaned back on the sofa with a tired look on her face: "Don't mention it, I've been bothering about Alice recently."

"Alice...? What's up with Alice?"

"...I think something is wrong with her recently."

"?" Hilda tore off the magazine on her face and sat up, "What's wrong?"

"I think she's doing something dangerous." Speaking of this, Martina couldn't help frowning, "Maybe it's the rebellious period, or meeting some bad friends, which really worries me...you I know, she is a mutant, this identity will bring a lot of trouble, I am worried, maybe..."

She paused, her voice was inaudible: "...I should send her to a school for mutants."

Martina's voice was very low, but Hilda was far from being human, so she could easily hear this sentence clearly, and she immediately remembered what she heard last night.

"Mutant school?" she repeated. "I know there's a school for mutants called—"

"—Xavier School for Gifted Boys." The two said the name in unison.

Hilda: "You know this school?"

Martina: "...Well, I know, I'm considering whether I should send Alice there recently. I have called that school's admissions call, and it seems to be pretty good, but... it's a bit far away, in New York."

"What did Alice do that made you want to send her to boarding school?" Hilda asked curiously. "I always thought she was very independent and intelligent."

"She's just too assertive," Martina said, "... since she was very young. She also has the power of prophecy, so she always feels that she is one step ahead of others—no, the more I talk about it, the more I feel that I should send her away. Go to that school, at least she should learn not to abuse her powers."

"And then send her to New York and never see her once a month?"

"...that's better than now," she replied, "remember when we first met? That night, if you hadn't happened to save me, it would have been me and Alice who would have died—I went out, It is to buy special potions to rescue Alice who was backlashed by power due to overdrawing her ability."

Hilda was taken aback.

Martina: "But back then, she was obedient and obedient. Now something is really wrong."

"If you want to send her to Xavier School for Gifted Boys," Hilda said, "I can be with you. I am very interested in this school. After all, I am also a mutant."

Martina: "You..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by a sudden ringing of the phone.

Hilda took out her mobile phone and connected the call: "Hello."

"It's me." On the other end of the phone, the penguin said.

"I know," she couldn't help guessing why Coppert called, "Are you here to inform me that I've been fired?"

"Oh, look at what you said," Coppert said exaggeratedly, "how could I do such a thing like crossing rivers and tearing down bridges? You are my go-getter and my close friend, no matter how you say it, I will not If you make a small mistake, you will be fired."

Hilda: "That's not what you said last night."

"It was a moment of desperation, how can you take it seriously?" He explained, "It's just that I did find that you are not suitable for the position of bodyguard. Submit to be my bodyguard."

She rolled her eyes: "...so?"

Coppert cleared his throat: "Although I will not give up my best friend just for a mere Lex Luthor, I think we should avoid it. Of course, this is actually for better protection You are not being plotted against by Luthor..."

"Speak straight."

"Do you want to go to New York on business? My friend."

Hilda paused, and subconsciously glanced at Martina, thinking: "What are you doing in New York?"

"As my representative, help me pass a letter, or a token." The penguin said slowly, "Of course, after completing that small work task, if you want, you can also take a vacation in New York Time, and I'm sure my friend in New York will be more than happy to take care of you."

Hilda is very allergic to this "friend" of Penguin: "Friend? Who is this friend of yours?"

"Wilson Fisk, you can also call him—Jinpin."