[Comprehensive British and American] Bat's Grammy Girlfriend

It was Alfred who urged Bruce to do the marriage registration.

"You can't let your child become an illegitimate child." The old housekeeper said, he helped to handle the identity certificate shortly after Kexila moved into Wayne Manor, and put it in the study.

Coupled with a little financial ability, the certificate was quickly processed, even though they did not follow the requirements to be present in person, did not hold a wedding, and did not invite witnesses.

"It's impossible." Kexila said without calmness at all, "I swear I didn't sign any marriage agreement." This must be a shady scene under the influence of damn capitalist money.

"Whether you want to believe it or not, we are now a legal couple." Bruce put away the marriage certificate in a good mood, and took out another copy from the bag of homework that no one cared about, and found the bill sandwiched inside: " And you owe me a lot of money, a lot of money. If you had seen the paper bag beforehand, I wouldn't need to remind you now."

The impoverished Keshira took over the bill, which listed Ms. Keshira Wayne's four-month owed money, including the cost of destroying buildings, destroying public facilities and a batsuit.

The amount at the end is the kind that both she and Peter are jaw-dropping.

"I have a chest of gold..."

"It's a smuggled product," Bruce was prepared, "I've handed it over to the Gotham police."

Kexila sat opposite him dejectedly, not to mention the aquarium, now she might not even be able to afford an inflatable tub.She watched Bruce grind his teeth twice, wandering between kidnapping the richest man in Gotham and blackmailing the richest man in New York.

Peter, a poor college student, saw the figures on the bill with his good eyesight, and was also frightened by the amount, but he still argued for Keshila: "Even so, you can't blackmail Clara with marriage."

"Who said I blackmailed her with this," the capitalist snorted coldly, "Marriage is marriage, and arrears are arrears."

Kexila was like a salted fish that had lost her dream, slumped on the uncomfortable little sofa: "So how do you want me to pay back the money, and go to Wayne Manor to be a maid?"

Bruce thought a little about this unexpected solution, but regretted giving up: "No, you have an option with a higher salary."

"Go to the aquarium to work part-time as a big octopus and collect tickets."

Bruce was choked by her wild and unconstrained thoughts, Kexila unconsciously rubbed her stomach, and continued: "I can still perform acrobatics, and I can also bring a little octopus with me—"

"Stop it," said Bruce, who didn't want his wife and children to become acrobats. "The Wayne Group isn't bankrupt."

Peter finally heard a few understandable words. He looked at the man in a suit and leather suit on the sofa, and found that the man was indeed very similar to the frequent visitor of the entertainment news.Think about the name you heard just now—Bruce Wayne, it turns out that this Bruce Wayne is really Bruce Wayne.We can't blame Peter for his slow response. There are many people named Bruce in the United States, and there are also many people named Wayne. Besides, Wayne, like Mr. Stark, exudes the aura of a widowed king. It doesn't look like he would coerce others into marriage. .

Bruce was very satisfied with Kexila's reaction. He looked at the small dilapidated apartment that was not as big as the toilet in Wayne Manor with disgust: "Come back with me tonight." The words were concise and full of the atmosphere of a domineering president.

"?" Kexila still looked confused, "Go back to be a maid?"

"Is your brain capacity only allowed to remember the two professions of 'maid' and 'acrobat'?" Bruce said, "I plan to form an alliance, and you are one of them."

Kexila didn't refute immediately, as if he was seriously thinking about this plan.

Upon seeing this, Peter answered immediately: "I want to join too." He wanted to protect Kexila at all times.

Bruce looked him up and down critically, and said sarcastically, "What are you doing, making sandwiches for everyone?"

Peter almost said that he was Spider-Man, he thought for a long time but couldn't think of any good excuses, and finally he could only return to the original topic: "Even if you are rich, you can't force Clara and you Together, it's against the law."

"I've put up with you for so long, little boy." Bruce huffed. "What's your relationship with my wife? Get out of my wife's house."

Peter was angry too, but the little fire in his head was clearly not as high as Bruce's.After holding back for a long time, he finally squeezed out a few words: "I'm Clara's good friend." Probably because he also felt that this status was not qualified, he added another sentence: "I'm also her suitor."

Kexila was a little confused, she couldn't understand Peter's sudden confession: "But we just met..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Peter was so ashamed that he rushed out with a lunch of love.

Peter rushed back to his apartment, which was like a silk hole, passed through the overwhelming cobwebs, and lay uncomfortable on the only single bed that was not glued to the silk net.

Atrak crawled along the spider web, and "she" looked horrifying and joyful now, with the head of a beautiful girl on her head and the eight legs of a spider dragging her.

He came to New York with a scientific research ship, because the Antarctic and the North Pole did not allow him to continue his great business of weaving webs, so he put his entrepreneurial base underground in New York.As a result, this land was occupied by an outer god long ago, and then he was turned into this by the other party.

Atrak could already imagine his good friend's expression when he saw his current appearance, "Nakeya, why did you become a twat." Satogua, who has always followed the trend of mankind, must have said such sarcastic remarks.

Not only the appearance, Atlach's body was also condensed into the size of an ordinary spider.The unknown outer god also sent him to a scientific research institute, where he was exhibited together with other rare spiders.

But how could the majestic Old One be trapped by the glass window? He escaped, landed on Peter Parker's neck, and took a bite by the way.

Atrak is a very principled old ruler. For example, he has always insisted on only transforming hardworking and kind women into "Daughters of Atlach", and will never create any "Sons of Atlach".So Peter was lucky enough to keep his human appearance, but got some physical enhancements.

The blood of the old ruler had merged into his body, making him no longer the ordinary college student he was before. This was also the reason why he would naturally get close to Keshira, who was also the old ruler.

He took this closeness as liking, so in just one week, he suffered the double blow of the other party being pregnant and married, and tasted the pain of unilaterally losing love.

Atlack landed on the pillow and crawled up to Peter's ear.He had a good impression of this young man, and he was in a good mood now, so he asked him about his troubles.

Peter refused to say, but it was so rare for the great spider god, he guessed at once that it was because of the "charming red-haired lady" upstairs.

Atrak decided to help Peter. He jumped onto the spider web and climbed all the way to the door. Just as he was about to go out through the crack of the door below, he suddenly felt the breath of another foreign god.

After searching the door for a long time, he finally found the wool used to plug the hole.

He poked the pure black wool to the ground, and the invisible evil divine power radiated out, giving him the hope of restoring his original appearance.

Any spell related to healing and restoration could not do without Shub Nicholas, and Atrak was so overjoyed that he swallowed the two balls of wool.

A legal couple upstairs continued to communicate.

"You don't want me to seal myself," Kexila said righteously, "my relatives can't either."

I was actually worried about her being abducted, Bruce recalled his thoughts just now, and had a better understanding of Kexila's ability to understand.

"You can think about protecting the earth." She added, "But I won't go with you. I want to be an independent woman in the new era... an octopus." first job.

Keshira heard Bruce sigh, but he didn't and didn't force Keshira to go with him today.Bruce plans to stay in New York for a few more days until he goes to dinner with the detective at the coffee shop.

"Aren't you going?" After sitting quietly for a while, Kexila gave the order to evict the guests: "There are no cookies or crayfish here, no matter how late you stay, you won't be able to have dinner."

"I have a few questions--"

"I haven't loved before, I regret it, the child is yours." Kexila quickly replied, "Any other questions?"

Bruce selectively ignored her words: "About your race..." He held the bat dart in his pocket, Kexila also felt the vibration under his feet, and turned to look at Sartre who was lying on the side.

The goat's innocent expression shows that its shock was not caused by the power of the black goat in the forest, but the earthquake in New York can be said to happen once in a hundred years, and the probability of encountering a white worm in Antarctica is even smaller.

"Bu..." The special version of the batarang flew towards her, cutting off the white spider silk that came out from under the floor.

But one bunch can be cut off and there are more. Kexila, whose ability has plummeted due to pregnancy, was entangled in both feet by spider silk.She struggled calmly, and basically guessed the identity of the person who came.

Before he could say uncle, he was blocked by the head of the beautiful girl in front of him.

Atrak wrapped her into a silkworm chrysalis, and Sartre rushed to save her angrily, but the big spider picked up Kexila with two claws and escaped through the window.

The huge spider that suddenly appeared on the street terrified the witnesses, and a few brave ones chased after it and took a few photos, which soon became a hot topic on the Internet.

"Alfred, launch the bat machine immediately." Bruce looked out from the collapsed half of the wall, and Sartre pawed the ground with his four hooves and kept hitting him with his head.

Seeing that Bruce had been ignoring him, and seeing the little master getting farther and farther away, the goat became impatient. It jumped up and hit the opponent's waist, and used the strength to hit the door of Peter's apartment downstairs.

Bruce staggered and sat on the back of the goat, and Sutter jumped down, spreading his legs and catching up, at a speed comparable to that of a Boeing fighter jet.

The melon-eaters on both sides only saw vague shadows and a few goats bleating.

"...Master?" Bruce was thankful that the communicator was not lost, and that he had some of Batman's equipment with him.

Putting on the hood, he lowered his upper body to prevent himself from being washed down by the powerful airflow.

"Without the bat machine, I have a... better means of transportation."