[Comprehensive British and American] Bats never lose their horses

"It feels so weird."

This is the No. 12 time Tony said the same thing today.

Their current location is on the rooftop of a residential building in New York. Bruce is standing not far from him, calmly observing the surrounding situation with a telescope, and communicating with Oliver through the walkie-talkie and Thomas who is still in the Batcave.

Looking at this scene, Tony Stark had to repeat what he said just now in his heart——

This feels really, really, really weird!

Seeing the cold expression that originally belonged to Batman appear on Bruce's face, Tony felt like he swallowed a fly alive.He frowned, and couldn't help but said, "Do you have to speak to us with this throat cancer-like voice?"

Bruce hung up the comm and glanced at him.

"Okay, Tony." He said it in his own voice.

"Holymoly!" Tony cursed a few curse words that he didn't know where he learned, and immediately raised his hand to beg for mercy, "I was wrong, can't I be wrong?"

"It's late." Bruce smiled slightly, then his face turned cold for a moment, and he threw the telescope in his hand to him, "Then, the city is full of biochemical robots made by Stark, you should wear your hats tightly Son, don't be found out."

Tony pressed the brim of his hat and followed him downstairs.

"I'm still skeptical about that plan of yours," he rambled behind, "Are you sure Pepper would be willing to meet me? As far as I know, she hates this Tony Stark to death, and she probably wished him Die quickly."

"That's why she met you." Bruce said unmoved, "Or are you afraid to meet her?"

"How is it possible," Tony sneered, with a face full of disdain, "I didn't do the Extremis virus thing."

In reality, though, he knew Bruce was right.

He is just guilty.

The mustache rich man tried his best to change the subject: "By the way, Zatanna, how are you doing recently? There shouldn't be any trouble, right?"

"No," Zatanna replied quickly, though she wasn't always online, "everything is fine. By the way, Batman, I recently came up with a very useful It may not be long before we can synchronize the images of the parallel world to the big screen of the watchtower."

"Fine," Bruce said, "but are you sure the 'enlightenment' isn't referring to Kal-El?"

Zatanna smiled: "You are so smart. By the way, I am about to let him take over my class. The function that has just been developed, do you want to try it?"

Bruce sighed: "Zatana, I don't want this function to become something similar to online chat in the future. Its real function should be to communicate with each other in emergencies—"

Zatana interrupted him: "But Karl said he misses you very much."

"..." Batman, who can never deal with straight balls, tightly pursed the corners of his lips, and after a long time, he whispered: "Well, I just need to hear a report on the recent situation of the alliance. where?"

The female magician chuckled: "It's nearby, I'll call him."

Tony looked disgusted: "I applied to create a separate private chat channel for them. I'm not interested in the whispers between Batman and Superman."

"...excuseme, does anyone care about me?"

Obviously, no.

A few minutes later, Clark's energetic voice appeared in the ears of the two—well, it was four people. Oliver and Thomas who were far away in the Batcave and Martha who had just joined were also "forced" because of the spiritual link. His voice was heard:

"Long time no see, B, Oliver! Oh and Mr. Stark, how are you?"

Thomas raised his eyebrows: "This is the 'Superman' you mentioned?"

Clark instantly became alert: "Who are you?"

"Thomas Wayne, the Batman of this world." Bruce said coldly, "Less down the useless greetings, Carl, and get straight to business."

"Too..." Clark stammered, and the whole person immediately tensed up, "Is he he Bruce's father? Oh my god, you, hello, nice to meet you Thomas, I'm Batman... Oh no, I'm Superman, Kal-El, you can call me Karl." Bruce frowned: "When did you stutter?"

Clark: "Where do I have me?"

Tony gritted his teeth. Both he and Oliver knew why Superman stuttered suddenly. The "Battle to Defend Bruce" that had been left behind due to busy work was on the agenda again.

He said strangely, "I think Superman is allergic to the surname 'Wayne'."

Thankfully, Martha cuts in/into the conversation just in time: "Are you Carl? Hello boy, I'm Martha Wayne, Bruce's mother."

Another Wayne!

And it's Bruce's mother! !

Her name is Martha too! ! !

Clark took a deep breath, using his courage to die generously in the face of the doomsday, and said in a deep voice: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Martha, Bruce and I are very good friends."

Bruce: "..."

Why didn't he know when he and Superman became "good friends"?

"Really," Martha said with a smile in her voice, "That's really great. I've been thinking about who will take care of him if I'm not around in that world. Thank you Carl. I feel more at ease with you here. .”

"I'll protect him," Clark promised.

Bruce finally couldn't take it anymore: "Okay, let's get back to the topic. Superman, how is the elimination of Hydra going?"

"Three bases have been uprooted so far. According to the confession of one of the captured middle-level leaders, their research progress is very fast, and they are even ahead of us." When it comes to business, Clark's tone is much more serious, " It is said that they have obtained a technology from the parallel world, and began to develop a multi-person large-scale teleportation machine, and it does not need to rely on magic."

Oliver asked eagerly: "Does this mean that all people who have been teleported can have entities?"

Although Bruce has relaxed the distance limit of ten meters, once the distance is too far, such as Oliver who is still in Gotham, he still cannot maintain a physical state, and can only float in the air and watch Thomas manipulate the bat computer.

"I'm afraid so." Clark said, "Steel Bone is trying its best to crack it now, so you don't have to worry too much. Hydra has been very quiet recently. It may be that the wind is too tight, and they all retreated into their holes. .”

But Bruce didn't think so.

Batman's thinking made him always reason things to the bad side, he said coldly: "It may also be because they want to make a big deal. Carl, you can contact Steve and ask him to find Steve Trange, always pay attention to the changes in time and space, and don't let them have the opportunity to go to any parallel world."

"learn."

After receiving Batman's instructions, Clark couldn't help asking: "What are you doing now? I heard Zatanna say that Mr. Stark in this world is a villain. Is the Stone of Origin in his hands?" ?”

"Almost. Don't talk anymore, I still have something to do here." Bruce tidied up his equipment, finally looked down at his watch, and then walked into the bustling streets of New York quietly like a drop of water melting into the sea.

Tony floated one meter behind him, looking at the handsome men and women coming and going on the street, but his expression gradually became heavy.

The New York he knew was not like this.

In the real New York, there should be white-collar elites rushing to work with briefcases, Internet celebrities shopping with Starbucks on the side of the road, and tourists with different skin colors from all over the world. Marijuana homeless people, not what they are now, under Stark's careful creation, everyone is young and beautiful, with a bright smile on their faces, no poverty, no old age, no mess, just like a Paradise City, abandoning all cares.

But how can there be a real paradise on earth.

"What are you looking at?" Bruce asked casually.

He didn't answer, but Tony Stark knew that where he was now was hell.

An out-and-out hell built on countless "defective products".

"Do what you should do." He lowered the brim of his hat again, and said in a suppressed voice, "I can't wait to beat that me up."

Bruce snorted, lifted his feet, and walked in the direction of Stark Tower.

He was wearing an expensive suit. Although the style was a bit old, the figure and temperament of the black-haired man still made him a surprise in the crowd. The security guard just took a look at him and then looked away.But Bruce didn't relax his vigilance, because he knew that the real difficulty was yet to come——

The access control card inside the building is his biggest challenge.

"You only have 10 minutes," Thomas told him in the link, "in 10 minutes, Stark's defense software will find out that someone is hacking their central control system, and if they can't get out before then, the whole building will be destroyed. If it is closed, Stark himself will arrive immediately."

"Enough," Bruce said.

He stood in the line with the thin card, looked at the door that was getting closer, calmly raised his hand, and inserted the card into the groove——

"Drip."

The machine began to report an error, and the eyes of the crowd gradually focused on him.

"Thomas!" Martha's anxious voice rang in her ears, and at the same time Thomas growled, "I'll do my best right now!"

Bruce calmly pulled out the card, wiped it slowly with his sleeve, and then smiled innocently at the suspicious security officer: "Sorry, maybe I accidentally put it on the thermal pad before, so there is a little contact failure gone."

The security inspector was dubious and said, "Is that so? Then try again."

Thomas: "One more minute of delay! Just one more minute!"

Bruce let out an "uh" and wiped his sleeves twice, but the people behind him couldn't wait any longer and complained one after another: "Hurry up, can you get in!"

"It's almost nine o'clock, and I have to rush to work!"

"That's right! You don't mean to get away with it on purpose, do you?"

As time passed by, the frowns of the security personnel became tighter and tighter, and the crowd became more and more excited. There was already a long line behind Bruce, and a man passed him impatiently, wanting to swipe his card in by himself. , but Bruce grabbed the wrist and took the card from him.

"What are you doing!" The man's eyes widened, watching Bruce swiping his card in front of everyone, "Give me back my card!"

"Why are you so stingy, you can just swipe my card." Bruce blew a kiss at him, then turned around and stuffed his card into the slot again, "Here, you can come in now."

The security checker who was just about to call the security guard saw the words "Bruce Al" passed on the screen, and the handsome ID photo next to it, and his hands on his waist dropped.

"Sick!" The person whose card was robbed gave Bruce a hard look, probably thinking that he was a gay who casually struck up a conversation, and he didn't even want to talk to him for a second, and strode away from here.

Bruce shrugged, took back his card, and followed him slowly to the elevator.

——It’s just an elevator for directors.

Under the man's ghostly gaze, the empty elevator door opened, and Bruce walked in with a smile.

"Hahahahaha!" Tony, who witnessed the whole process, couldn't help laughing wildly, "It's so exciting! Batman, did you complete every hidden mission in Gotham like this before? Disguised as a chatter gay?" After a pause, he restrained his smile again, and asked with some dissatisfaction, "Also, what the hell is Bruce Eyre?"

There is no one else here, Bruce said with a cold face: "I also want to ask."

Thomas explained: "Because the situation was too urgent just now, I can only think of this name." You can't just say Wayne directly.

Martha snorted heavily.

The embarrassing atmosphere didn't last long. The elevator in the Stark Tower was fast, and ten seconds later, the elevator door opened.

But this time, there was one more person beside Bruce.

"Welcome back, Mr. Stark." The artificial intelligence on the top floor welcomed them with a gentle voice, "The identity verification is complete, and the first-level authority is enabled. What do you need?"

Tony: "Open the door of the laboratory and open the safe. By the way, activate the fire alarm of the building. Within 10 minutes, everyone here will be evacuated."

AI: "OK, the gates are open and evacuation procedures have been initiated."

AI: "The attempt to open the safe failed, please enter the code."

The two were stunned at the same time.

"A password is required for the first-level authority?" Tony frowned, "I've never heard of such a thing."

The artificial intelligence suddenly quieted down and stopped talking.

A few seconds later, Bruce was the first to react. He quickly picked up the safe and hugged it in his arms, and kicked open the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor——

"Run!"

The author has something to say: Bruce Eyre, Clark Wayne, nothing wrong.

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