[Comprehensive British and American] Bats never lose their horses

"Don't call me Clark..."

"I'm Kal-El!"

In the chaotic dream, countless figures flashed before his eyes.

There are Superman wearing a dazzling white uniform, as well as a crazy red cape Superman, a dazzling red ray, a torn Justice League, blood everywhere, and the cry of the people...

early morning.

Brilliant sunlight pours into the room, illuminating the luxurious and classic carved bed.

And the Omega who didn't sleep very well on the bed.

The memory of the dream dissipated in an instant.

Bruce groaned in pain as he covered his head with the blanket.

"Alfred..."

"Master Bruce, you look like a vampire whose grave has been dug open," the old housekeeper who opened the curtain turned around slowly, "and, Lucius called just now, the company at nine o'clock this morning There's also an M&A meeting that needs to be attended by Bruce Wayne."

"Push it."

"I don't think he will be happy to hear the same answer again, after all, it's only three things, and this is the fourth time you have rejected him."

Bruce finally opened his eyes, with strong resentment.

"God," he said, "I hate Bruce Wayne."

He lifted the quilt, got out of bed like a ghost, and barely woke up until Alfred brought cookies.

"Which company was acquired?" Bruce opened the lid of the jam and asked casually.

"A&O, that famous inhibitor manufacturer."

Bruce finally cheered up: "It's them? How did Lucius think of buying this company?"

"Because he claims to be a 'bat protector', master." Alfred replied with a black humor.

Bruce's expression froze slightly.

Good, he remembered.

The inhibitors produced by A&O are sold all over the United States, and they can be seen almost everywhere on supermarket shelves like Coke, but since the Scarecrow cracked its formula last time, the neurotoxins produced have almost brought down half of Zhenglian.

But in fact, Batman is not without tricks.

At that time, his glands had not fully developed for the second time, so the time for the toxin to work in the body was slower than that of other superheroes. Bruce still remembered that after that action, he reluctantly drove the car back with willpower. After entering the Batcave, he ushered in his first upsurge.

Batman is good at enduring pain and knows how to deal with loneliness.

...but he didn't know what to do with the heat.

Recalling the turbulent and almost maddening emotion/tide surging deep in his body, Bruce couldn't help but squeeze the glass in his hand tightly.

oh, milk.

He stared at the milky white liquid in the cup with hatred, as if this was the culprit that caused him to be in such an embarrassing situation.

Then he pinched his nose and drank it down.

"I'd still suggest you talk to Mr. Superman about it," Alfred said, "he's a nice guy, and I don't think he'd mind offering a temporary marker to ease your 'insignificant little Question', Master Bruce."

"A mark, ha," Bruce put down the glass with a gloomy face, but unfortunately the white milk stain around his mouth ruined the atmosphere, "Alfred, do you know what this means? It means that from now on my will will be subject to a Alien influence, I, Batman, will become a puppet at the mercy of others!"

Alfred: "Maybe it's not as serious as you think."

"Batman doesn't need an Alpha." Bruce dropped a sentence stiffly, and stood up, "I'm going to the company."

The meeting was as boring as ever.

Bruce sat there bored, half-closed his eyes, propped his chin on one hand, his slender eyelashes fluttered slightly under the blowing of the central air conditioner, covering his blue eyes that were slightly depressed due to lack of sleep.

His eyes were distracted, as if he was staring at the contract in front of him.

But everyone knows that this brain-empty Omega is probably just looking for a more concealed sleeping position, but since Bruce Wayne has come to the company for the first time, and perfectly played his exclusive vase role, The other directors in the conference room also tactfully ignored his existence and discussed today's topic on their own.

— until Bruce's cell phone beeped.

Lucius, who was presiding over the meeting, stopped helplessly: "Bruce?"

"...Sorry, I have to go first."

Bruce obviously didn't take his cue.

In other words, even if he received it, he would not change his mind, because the situation was too urgent——

Something happened to Superman.

"Who is on duty in the watchtower today?" He hurriedly changed into a bat suit and got on the bat machine, asking angrily.

"It's Superman." Wonder Woman who rushed to Metropolis with him replied in the communication.

"........."

Good, Batman thought deadpan, AWOL, relentless.

He made another charge to Superman's account.

At this time, the metropolis has become a mess.

Under the influence of Lex Luthor's powder kryptonite, Superman's pheromone swept through several surrounding streets in just a few seconds, and Alpha and Omega in most of the city were affected to varying degrees. Everywhere you can see people with flushed faces snapping up inhibitors.

Of course, there are others who are more daring.

Perhaps they attributed Superman's loss of control to a courtship signal, and they stretched out their hands to the red-cloaked Superman fleeing in the street:

"Don't go honey, I love you!"

"Superman, I don't mind sharing yours with other people!"

"You have a great body... oh, I love your pecs, you know?"

Clark doesn't want to hear people profess their pecs passionately at times like these.

"Choose me dear! I'm an Omega, with a delicate body and a soft body* and a good life ￥%#..."

I don't even want to hear such nonsense!

But Clark couldn't fly, and couldn't use his superpowers, as if he had turned back to an ordinary person in an instant-he had experienced this situation more than once, but green kryptonite always brought him severe pain, like now" The experience of "peace" is really the first time.

however.

After nearly having a corner of his red cape ripped off by mad admirers, Clark decided to backtrack on his earlier thoughts.

Rao, this is not peaceful at all!

"Hold on tight, Carl!"

In mid-air, Wonder Woman dropped her lasso of truth.

Before being overwhelmed by the crowd, Clark quickly grabbed the end of the rope and finally got rid of the frenzied people of Metropolis.

Looking at the unwilling people below, he breathed a sigh of relief and showed a relaxed smile: "Thanks, Diana."

But when Clark looked up and saw his partner arriving in the Batmachine, he couldn't stop laughing.

Batman has just recovered the mecha of Lex Luthor, including the piece of pink kryptonite installed in the core of the mecha that made Superman lose control. He is remotely connecting to the Batcomputer to analyze the structure of the powder kryptonite, so he has no time. Pay attention to Clark.

I don't want to bother.

The monitoring of the simultaneous transmission has told him the whole thing. Lex Luthor's mech attacked Superman, but in order to appease the public, Superman released his pheromone again without any scruples-this is why fans The reason why the effects of kryptonite are so severe.

Seeing that Batman pursed his lips tightly and kept ignoring himself, Clark couldn't help but lowered his head in annoyance.

"Diana, I made a mistake again, didn't I?" he asked in a low voice.

Wonder Woman gave Clark a pitiful look.

Although this word may not be used properly, but according to the age of Diana's life, she is enough to be Clark's grandmother.

Poor Carl, she thought.

The Earth's strongest Alpha was so depressed that even the little curly hair on his forehead drooped. He looked like a big golden retriever that was found by the owner just after demolishing the house... She suddenly came back to her senses and stopped Continue to think about it yourself.

"I think you'd better apologize to Batman," the wise woman suggested, "Carl, maybe you made a mistake. In a disaster, it's not your pheromone that can calm the people, but you, Kal-El, Superman himself."

Clark nodded silently.

But sometimes when faced with panicked people, he always softens his heart.

But when he looked at Batman's tense jaw, he couldn't help thinking, could the reason why B he was so angry be because of that day?

Members of the Justice League have a strong curiosity about Batman's pheromone taste, but Batman's pheromone is too weak, so weak that people always think he is a Beta.

So, only Clark knows what B tastes like.

It was cold and damp, like the fine and continuous rain of Gotham.

Mixed with a hint of sweetness.

It stands to reason that both B and him are Alphas, they may be the best comrades-in-arms and partners, but lovers?

It's too...well, beyond imagination.

But Clark never forgot the rainy night when they first met.

The Dark Knight from Gotham stood in the rainstorm, and his white goggles looked coldly at the god floating in the rain. Although he was a mortal, he didn't give in at all. The momentum is on par with the opponent.

Clark wanted to use his clairvoyance ability to see exactly what kind of face was under the uniform.

But he failed.

Batman has a lead layer on the inside of his uniform.

This is not a big deal.

Clark still doesn't understand why B still has a piece of kryptonite in his belt.

You know, at that time, even he himself didn't know that there was such a thing as kryptonite in the world!

That was his first exposure to kryptonite.

The purity of that piece of kryptonite was not high, so he did not completely lose his superpowers, but the pain from his body and the pheromones of the rampage made him lose his mind on the spot, directly tore off the uniform of Batman's shoulder and neck, and bit on it. opponent's glands.

Of course, almost in the next second, he was punched to the ground by Batman who reacted.

Maybe B has been ignored for a long time, Clark thought, but he still has to apologize to him.

This idea has been circling in his mind for a long time, but he has never put it into action.

Clark Kent would never admit that he was cowardly.

He didn't know when exactly, he started to pay attention to Batman unconsciously.

I even gradually fell in love with this lonely and irritable big bat.

"Well, B," returned to the watchtower, facing Batman's long silence, and finally felt that this could not go on, "I think you are right, I really need to exercise how to restrain my pheromones .I mean...uh, can you teach me?"

He looked expectantly at the dark knight who had stopped, and felt that he was a genius who could come up with such a statement.

"You are also a powerful Alpha, and the smell of pheromone is so weak," Clark said, "You must have your own unique secret recipe?"

Batman gave him a cold look.

He doesn't need his brain to know the small thoughts of Superman, but...

"Don't even think about it," he said coldly, "I won't teach you. And you can't learn my methods."

Clark was very disappointed: "B, I haven't learned it yet, how do you know I can't learn it?"

Of course, Batman thought to himself, unless you're transgender.

But he definitely wouldn't say that, so Batman just said: "Go to the medical room first, I will give you a physical examination."

Superman didn't seem to feel much about his rut, he thought, maybe it was an alien constitution.

However, a detailed inspection is still necessary.

Clark: "...Okay."

"Hey, I think you guys should check this out!"

After a while, The Flash rushed over with his mobile phone.

Batman glanced at the headline of the news:

"Government appeal: Superman should obey the law and go to the matching center to find Omega"

He sighed and continued to scroll down.

Hearing Batman's sigh, Clark straightened up from the bed nervously: "B, what's wrong?"

After leaving Kryptonite, his superpowers are slowly recovering.

But that doesn't mean he wants to use his super vision to see those eye-catching news headlines!

It is now less than two hours before the incident.

In such a short period of time, the masses of people who eat melons have created countless popular articles, maxing out major news and social networking sites in the United States——

"Mysterious Omega Temptation Is Unstoppable, Superman's Pheromone Is Out of Control on the Street"

"Shock!Superman can't help himself, is it because of her or him? "

"You From Krypton: Domineering Superman Falls in Love with Me!" "

There is another article called:

Who Is Superman's Lover?List the most likely top ten sexy Omega! "

No.1 is an Omega female star who was rescued by Superman. She is famous for her bold and revealing clothes. Fans joined forces to vote her No. [-], and firmly expressed the hope that she will start a hot relationship with Superman;

No.2 is Louise Lane. Many media firmly believe that Superman has an unclear relationship with her;

As for No.3, it is purely based on money ability.

Bruce Wayne, Gotham baby, the funder of Justice League.

According to his previous speech at the banquet, the author swears that there is conclusive evidence that Superman has been adopted by Wayne!

Clark: "..."

He couldn't help but cast his gaze at the brooding Batman.

Batman is neither his lover nor Omega.

He's just a cold Alpha.

But what kind of hot female star, what kind of rich Bruce Wayne, Clark is not interested at all.

"Superman?" The person concerned raised his head, frowned at the Kryptonian who got up halfway, and ordered without doubt, "The inspection is not over yet, don't come down casually."

...Okay, but he sure is sexy.

Even the sound that terrifies Gotham's criminals, Clark finds it sexy.

He lay down peacefully.

And a thumbs up for his hopeless bat aesthetic.