[Comprehensive British and American] Bats never lose their horses

"In two days, I'm going to Iceland."

That afternoon, Bruce suddenly said to him.

The handsome man in a white shirt leaned lazily on a deck chair in his garden, with an open book of French poetry on his lap. After he finished speaking, he took a sip of the black tea next to him, with a calm expression on his face enjoying a rare moment of rest.

And Clark was standing in the rose garden not far from him, with the scorching sun on his head, a pair of large scissors in his hand, and a sweat towel around his neck, looking like a Kansas farmer.

After declining Alfred's suggestion to help, the big Alpha wiped the sweat from his brow, and raised a bright smile at Bruce, as if he didn't mind using his precious weekend time to free the billionaire in front of him. Like a part-time job: "How long will you be going?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Bruce turned a page of the book and answered coldly without looking up.

Clark walked to his side, squatted down, reached out and forcefully pulled the poetry book out of Bruce's hand.

Facing the man's angry gaze, his eyes were stained with a smile.

"Bruce," he said, "you wouldn't even tell me about your trip to Iceland if you really didn't think I had anything to do with it."

Bruce shut his mouth tightly, staring at the aggressive guy in front of him.

You shouldn't have let him in!

"Actually, I will be very busy in the next period of time," Clark continued, "but if you come back, remember to tell me as soon as possible, this time I will never disappear for no reason again, I swear."

Bruce snorted coldly, but he didn't feel weird anymore. Clark was even more encouraged when he saw this. He simply stood up, picked up Bruce who was relaxing on the recliner with all his strength, and sat on his own buttocks——

"Clark Kent!!!"

The man's roar spread throughout the garden, and the old butler who was humming a little tune to water the roses heard it, and laughed a few times with a kind face, then took out his earphones silently, and walked briskly along with the melodious piano music. left.

The rise in body temperature will make the pheromone released by Alpha more intense, not to mention that Bruce's mark has not deepened for a while, so although his inner anger is almost bursting, his body is still honestly leaning against Clark's strong chest like a statue.

Probably because he knew that Bruce was stubborn and would never speak first, so Clark lowered his head and sniffed the little hair spinner on the head of the man in his arms: "What brand of shampoo do you use?"

Pick up with no skills.

Bruce didn't bother to pay attention, and just rolled his eyes at him.

To avoid revealing his identity, Batman never uses scented shampoo.

But Clark really smelled a vague smell, not the fragrance of shampoo, but a kind of Brewster's smell, seeping out from every pore, almost addictive.

He suddenly remembered that the medical community seemed to have researched on this, saying that after an Alpha marked an Omega, he would also be imperceptibly reversed by the Omega - he would gradually develop a strong possessive desire for the other party, even when the Omega was in Alpha will also have a faint feeling of extreme excitement and sadness.

In short, it is a special "symbiotic state".

This is his Omega, Clark thought, holding his hand tightly.

Unique, only your own Omega.

——But soon, the Kryptonian was kicked down by Bruce because his expression was too intoxicated.

"Master Kent, are you okay?" Alfred was still a little worried when he sent him away.

"It's okay, I'm fine." Clark said with an uncontrollable smile on his face, "Bruce promised to date me when he came back this time!"

Alfred: "Congratulations, Master Kent. But as someone who watched Master Bruce grow up, I must remind you: it's best not to choose public places with too many people, especially in Gotham."

"I know," Clark certainly knew how much Gotham's criminals "loved" kidnapping their richest man, "I'll invite him to Metropolis, Afu, do you know where Bruce likes?"

"Well," Alfred thought for a while, and suggested tactfully, "It's best not to go to the Superman Memorial Hall, whatever else you want."

Clark was choked suddenly: "Cough...don't worry, I hate that place too."

His good mood lasted until the day Batman left.

"Did you give away the ring I gave you?" Seeing Superman's mood soaring to the point that his curly hair was flying, Batman couldn't help but glanced at him.

"No, but I'm going to send it after a while." Clark replied naturally. Now he can calmly discuss this issue with his former crush partner, and it has to be said that he has made great progress.

He asked expectantly, "Will you grant me honeymoon leave then, B?"

Batman: "...it depends."

His mood was a bit complicated, but Bruce was very relieved that Superman could find his destined other half, and at the same time, he once again affirmed that his original decision was indeed right-sometimes, letting go is good for both of them.

"Good morning." Tony yawned and walked over with Oliver, "So this is where we will lie down for the next half month?" He looked a little disgusted with Krypton's dormant chamber, "Wait this time When I come back, I must transform that device into one that can control the flow of time, and I probably have a herniated disc after lying down for such a long time."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's start." Batman said coldly.

He turned his head to look at Zatana, nodded lightly to indicate that the other party could cast magic, and then followed Tony and Oliver, and lay down in the dormant chamber.

The familiar feeling of vertigo, the same as last time.

Bruce's eyes snapped open.

There was an imperceptible smell of blood coming from the dark, damp, and garbage-filled corner. The moment Bruce opened his eyes, Bruce knew where he was——

The hometown he is most familiar with and brings him the most pain in this life, Gotham.

Bruce stood up slowly, and found that the instrument he had improved before did indeed work.

His current body still looks like Batman.

"What the hell are you doing?" There was a scream from the side, and Bruce turned his head to look, and found that Oliver and Tony, who followed him, were floating in mid-air in a translucent state. The cry just now was Sent by Tony.

"Parallel world projection technology allows the three of you to exist in this world at the same time, but due to technical limitations, only one person can have a physical entity at the same time." Zatana explained in their minds.

"I don't believe this kind of rhetoric," Tony asked with a downcast face, staring at Batman who had no abnormal expression, "Is it your fault? I knew it, how could you give in so easily! "

"I said that this operation is led by me," Bruce said coldly, "but I don't have the confidence to guarantee that you will not make small moves under my nose, so I adopted this method. But it is true that the technical level is limited , Stark, if you want a body, you can tell me, and I will judge whether to agree to your application based on the specific situation."

Tony turned to Oliver and said, "How do you bear to work with him under the same roof? I'm going to suffocate to death just listening to him!"

Oliver rubbed his nose and smiled wryly.

To be honest, he used to wonder why Batman suddenly became so easy to talk to, but now he was relieved, but he also knew that Tony couldn't understand Batman, and now he was sandwiched between these two people, Green Arrow felt that after going back I must be ten years older.

Heart is too tired.

But he still tried to persuade: "Tony, think about what we are here for this time, don't conflict with Batman at this time, okay?"

He uses a soft voice, but Oliver doesn't know that Batman can lip talk.

Sure enough, Bruce narrowed his eyes, the two must follow him for a purpose.

He made a plan in his heart, but his face remained calm, and he walked calmly towards the outside of the alley.Tony stayed where he was angrily and didn't want to talk to him, but was directly dragged by a powerful force——

"Damn it!" he cursed while floating, "It can't be more than ten meters around your body? Isn't this the spirit behind you!"

"You can leave if I want to," Bruce replied, "but until we figure out what's going on in this world, we'd better act together."

After he finished speaking, he fell silent, stopped talking, and walked forward on his own.

Tony satirized him for a while, seeing that Batman ignored him, he also closed his mouth for fun.For a while, everyone could only hear the sound of bat boots stepping over the puddle in the dark night, and the icy whimpering sound from the gentle wind blowing over the city.

"Hmph, Gotham."

Tony sneered suddenly when he heard the wailing sound coming from a distance, but he involuntarily let go of his tightly clasped arms, and his expression gradually became complicated and difficult to discern.

All three of them discovered that compared to the one in their world, Gotham here is darker, more decayed, and dilapidated. Many places that should have been residential areas are now only ruins, and there are broken vehicles and household garbage everywhere. The whores and thieves attached to the city have disappeared, replaced by refugees hiding in the dark, rampant robber gangs and scrawny children.

The city seemed to be completely dead.

Bruce saw it all.

The two pale lips were tightly pressed together. Batman took out his claw gun, aimed at the roof not far away and fired a shot. Accompanied by Tony's loud curses and Oliver's helpless sigh, the dark knight spread his bat wings and pulled The two reluctant back spirits flew up to the rooftop together.

The induction of the Stone of Origin was not very clear, which proved that its location was some distance away from Gotham. Batman was not in a hurry. After confirming this, he temporarily gave up searching, but first followed his usual night Patrol the route and observe this Gotham carefully.

In the middle, when encountering a robbery, he would also fly down and beat the criminal hard without hesitation, and he would not stop without breaking a few bones of the opponent.

At the beginning, Tony could still try his best to ignore the other party's behavior, but as Batman attacked more and more heavily, listening to the painful screams and wailing of the criminals, he finally asked the other party unbearably: "Is it necessary? You This is lynching abuse! The place they should go to is the police station not the ICU of the hospital—”

Batman didn't answer.

He just kept silent, patrolling as if tirelessly, raising his bloody fist, stopping one crime after another in the dark.

"Tony," this time, it was Oliver who pressed his shoulders to prevent him from continuing, "This is Gotham."

He asked softly: "If you think the police are useful, will this city become what it is now?"

The rich man with a mustache tightened his jaw and fell silent.

They watched Batman come to the pier of Gotham City for the last time, descending from the sky like a demon among the two gangs fighting for drugs, and then shuttle through the rain of bullets like a ghost, killing everyone he saw. Everyone was beaten to the ground - during this period, of course, he was inevitably greeted by a few heavy punches, knives and guns, but Batman seemed to be inexhaustible and painless. Even though his abdomen was bleeding, he still used precise Batarang knocks out the last gang member charging at him.

In the end, he was the only one standing on the pier, and the drug dealers moaning in pain.

Batman took a deep breath, walked up to one of the leaders, pinched him by the neck and pressed him against the container, growled in a hoarse voice: "Tell me, why are you here to do this? What the hell happened in this city?"

"Say!"

He pressed his hand hard on the bloody wound of the leader, and listening to the howling that seemed to be inhuman from the leader's throat, even Tony and Oliver, who were just watching, couldn't help but explode their scalps.

They thought that under such circumstances, a small character like this would definitely explain everything, but unexpectedly, the boss just twisted a sweaty face, showing a crazy man with a few teeth missing to Batman in front of him. Smile: "Batman, what's wrong with you, you are so gentle today?"

Tony gasped: "Am I dreaming or is he crazy, was that word I heard just now 'gentle'?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Answer my question!" Batman ignored it, but increased the strength in his hand again.

The expression of the leader who still had the strength to taunt just now suddenly became extremely hideous in pain, and he smiled miserably: "This city has long been hopeless! Batman, what are you still insisting on? Are you still not desperate? Hahahahahaha Don't worry, Stark will kill you too, he will kill us all..."

Before he finished speaking, he was choked by the blood foam in his throat, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, coughing heart-piercingly.

The rich man with a mustache immediately put on a serious face, and said firmly: "Okay, I am indeed dreaming. Oliver, as expected, you are more handsome in the dream than in reality, I have already discovered it."

Oliver: "..."

The author has something to say: I will be outside in the next two days, I don’t know if I can update it, I will write when I have time, just in case I ask for a leave of absence.

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Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Jinghong and Great Feiyan;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Crane Xunfeng; 3 bottles of Mingying Hanyuan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!