Clark has something to say

In fact, Bruce really doesn't have a plan based on the numbers, his plan is a complete gamble—a bet on Batman's importance to the Injustice, and a bet that Diana and Clark won't bother him.

The melodrama has no lethality, but both Tim and Jason stumbled in the Hall of Justice, and there was a younger child lying on top of their heads. The kryptonite reserves of the rebels were almost exhausted, and the remaining kryptonite powder It has been given to Luthor to develop artificial kryptonite.

If he hadn't reached such a desperate situation, he wouldn't have taken such a huge risk to sneak into the Hall of Justice.

The Resistance has one last piece of kryptonite.

A complete piece, with the highest purity among existing kryptonite, his final trump card.

This piece of kryptonite was grinded out bit by bit by the gods of the world. He carefully put a ring on it and locked it in a lead box. At that time, the Justice League had just experienced a not-so-tragic battle. The elder is holding a beer bottle and talking nonsense.

Clark took out the lead box nervously and put it in front of Zhenglian consultants.

Bruce did not put the lead box in the kryptonite vault, but collected the identity information of all the companions present, and set up a password lock that required everyone to be present at the same time to input DNA and pass the identity verification unanimously.

Bruce, Clark, Diana, Barry, Victor...

After the war broke out, the former companions turned against each other and became mortal enemies.Batman, the leader of the Resistance Army, no longer has the unlocking conditions.

This small lead box is hidden underground in the Batcave. Before the Injustice League was formed, Superman destroyed all of Batman's kryptonite storage on the surface. For some reason, he seemed to forget that it took him several months. Like his kryptonite ring, Wonder Woman doesn't say a word.

The two of them didn't speak, and the others naturally shut up tactfully.

The purpose of Bruce's infiltration is to collect some DNA information. He built the Hall of Justice. When entering the access control program, there was a back door for him to freely enter and exit, but the plan could not keep up with the changes, and all the staff almost overturned together.

Fighting in the Hall of Justice is really looking for death. Even if he can defeat a few former friends, but in the absence of lethal weapons, it is unnecessary to challenge the gods unarmed.

And he couldn't bear to lose his second child.

All kinds of considerations add up, his order is not so much for Spider-Man, but for Clark and Diana.

let them go.

In exchange for chips, I stay.

**

Hall of Justice.

Under the order of the Supreme Head of State, the super soldiers lined up and left in silence, and other superheroes were also sent away by Wonder Woman.

In the empty hall, there were only three people left.

Diana's expression gradually relaxed, and she took the lead in breaking the heavy atmosphere: "Bruce, do you still want to wear a bat hood in front of us?"

Bruce paused, then slowly stretched out his hand, and pressed the bracket on the back of his neck.

As the hood came off the uniform, some gaseous anesthetic leaked from the connection between the hood and the uniform. Diana smiled amusedly when she saw it.

Clark stood aside calmly, his blue eyes looking flat and emotionless.

He knew what Diana was laughing at.

Bruce's habits have not changed from the past. He still likes to make a bunch of messy little traps on the uniform. It can be said that there is nothing useless in Batman's uniform. Even the two pointed ears have a unique role.

But to Clark and Diana, these tricks are no different than children's toys.

The anesthetic gas was originally intended to prevent someone from forcibly removing the hood when Batman was unconscious, and it was a safety valve to protect Batman's true identity.

But in the early days of the war, in order to prevent Bruce from continuing to receive support from the Wayne Group, Superman, who was already the Supreme Head of State, announced the true identity of Batman to the world.

The property of the Wayne Group evaporated overnight, and the Wayne Manor was chained, and the guards carried guns, and the manor was completely surrounded.

The bat hood was taken off, Bruce held it with one hand, lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Clark didn't bother to guess what Bruce was thinking, but his eyes were firmly glued to the Dark Knight.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen Bruce's face.

Since the bombing of Metropolis, Bruce has put himself in a uniform, and that hideous uniform is like his second skin.

Unlike the beautiful and decent Bruce Wayne in the sitcom, the Bruce Wayne in front of him is indeed terrible.

The only good thing about being exposed is that Bruce no longer has to go out of his way to lie, spend time whitewashing Baby Bruce's face, and always shows up in front of the Resistance armed.

He also couldn't remember how long he had been, and he hadn't cleaned himself up properly.

The materials of the rebel army are quite scarce, and the regime of the Injustice Alliance has tightly controlled the flow of materials. With the intensity of his training, he inevitably lost some weight.

Bruce only thought he was a little thinner, after all, he looked in the mirror every day and couldn't notice the change at all.

But for Clark, the last time he saw Bruce was a long time ago. In his impression, Bruce was still crowned king by the entire Gotham.

He is too tired.

Looking at the man in front of him, Clark thought inexplicably.

The uniform that was originally fitted turned out to be a bit empty, the bat on the chest, the right wing was cut in half by scratches, there were five blade guards on the wrist, one of them disappeared now, and the other was worn out.

The man's temples were stained with frost, and the tiredness in the blue eyes had accumulated layer after layer, and finally turned into an indelible dullness. Even so tired, his back was still straight.

When the human spine was broken for the first time, he put a few more steel nails on it, and after the second time, he had to wrap it with metal and support it with a bionic machine.

Clark turned on the x-vision, only to find that the uniform was leaded, and he could see nothing, hear nothing.

Diana walked over, firmly holding the noose of mantra around her waist with her graceful fingers, and a trace of depression flashed in her eyes.

No one expected Batman to be this bad.

The rulers of the Injustice League are all gods with supernatural powers. Needless to say, she and Clark can't even break their skin in most battles. , is also easy to restore.

What's more, the treatment chamber built with all the Kryptonian technology can heal all injuries. They have stayed in the sky for too long, and they have forgotten how fragile human beings are.

"Bruce." She tensed her voice, grabbing the dark knight's arm involuntarily: "You—"

"……You need rest."

The sentence that had already rolled to the tip of the tongue was swallowed, leaving only a gentle greeting. Diana raised the corners of her lips coldly. She and Clark couldn't understand the stubbornness of bats.

Bruce nodded, "Thank you."

……That does not work.

Diana looked into Clark's eyes. Before that, she let Bruce cause trouble for the Injustice Alliance—she valued this planet far less than Clark, and the Rebels and Injustice Alliance were only temporary in her opinion. Toys, there are things she cares about in human society, but the life and death of human beings has never been included in it.

The Kryptonian under the yellow sun is almost immortal, and as the daughter of Zeus, she also has an uncountable lifespan.

Human beings as weak as ants are just a small episode in eternal life. Every time the guards report the losses caused by the rebels, the Amazon princess always responds absent-mindedly.

senseless loss.

She respects Clark's approach, but it doesn't mean she agrees. Diana often finds it difficult to understand these men—the Injustice League can directly suppress the world. How many times did she and Clark show mercy to those ungrateful guys, and finally got What?

But it's inappropriate to have trouble with Clark because of this shit, Diana changed her eyes to the little boy - he was young and frightened again, let the little boy direct now, time will kill everything, and finally Clark would always know she was right.

And Bruce's time scale is shorter, when he completely fails, he has to accept the reality.

Until now.

Diana's face was cold, as if she had learned that her disobedient pet had fought with people outside, tossed herself to pieces, and then hid herself from her when she came back.

When she came back to her senses, she realized that she was about to lose him!

Clark stepped forward, and the broad red cloak swayed gently behind him. Bruce had been thinking with his head down, and suddenly noticed a large shadow in front of him.

Without raising his head, he said, "You blocked the light."

Bruce has been thinking about how to react to Clark and Diana. He can't be too presumptuous, but he can't be too aggrieved-the former will make them unhappy, and the latter will still make them unhappy.

It would be great if he could be thrown directly into a concentration camp, but he certainly won't enjoy such a good treatment. Who knows what the Supreme Head of State will find to interrogate him.

According to the rescued captives, some important rebel generals were directly thrown to the yellow light Sinestro. This fear master dug out information from many strong fighters.

He doesn't care about interrogation, but if he breaks a few more bones, Luthor will take a huge risk and send him a bionic device from the Injustice.

Just as he was thinking, he felt a sudden lightness in his body. The next second, his cloak was drooping in the hand of the god on earth.

The tail of the cloak was also punched with several holes by bullets.

The terrifying aura of the god on earth can make anyone terrified, but the dark knight didn't panic at all, his expression was calm, and even the slightest change on his face didn't happen.

Bruce sighed and complained softly: "I'm already a poor man, you tore my uniform, what will I wear next?"

He rolled his eyes, and when he saw Diana, the desire/desire to sigh became stronger. In front of everyone in the Hall of Justice, he could speak like Batman, but when there were only three of them left, Batman would not know Feeling gone.

Diana pursed her lips tightly. She pressed Bruce on the chair without any refusal, and forced him to look up. The female warrior took off the three-layer Kevlar uniform in a rather rough gesture. .

Clark's body moved slightly.

The god on earth looked gloomy: "I will prepare a new uniform for you."