[Comprehensive British and American] Bats never lose their horses

As a consultant of the alliance, Batman, who has always been adhering to the mysterious style, is actually the idol of many young heroes.

Representative characters: The Flash, Cyborg.

The power of role models is infinite. After the Wayne Group invested tens of millions of dollars every year as the alliance's public relations expenses, the public's public opinion on superheroes has gradually improved. The establishment of the BVS forum represents a symbolic Event - Chaoying was officially accepted by the world and became the object of admiration for superstars in the minds of teenagers.

Therefore, 90.00% of the heroes who have joined the Justice League in recent years are two kinds of people:

First, Superman fans;

Second, Batman's fanboy fangirl.

And generally speaking, because of their different ways of doing things, Batman fans tend to be more prone to more extreme fanatics and illegitimate meals.

The former is very likely to be thrown into Arkham or Blackgate Prison by himself, while the latter is more lucky, and even has a certain chance of succeeding in the position, accepting the personal guidance and training of the idol himself, and becoming the envied Robin of many people.

Because of this, Bruce Wayne, as a wealthy man who is neither, can still have an inseparable relationship with Batman, so his status is particularly special.

Under the repeated bombardment of social media during this period, many heartbroken fans are ready to collapse their homes. Many people even vowed to declare that even if Batman and that playboy are officially married, it will not affect I still stick to the front line of the Internet, making crazy calls for the Dark Knight.

But they never expected...

The house did collapse.

But it wasn't the way they expected.

"Jesus Christ Mary," Peter pinched himself in the lobby of the watchtower, and when he found that it didn't hurt, he shouted in surprise, "I'm really dreaming!"

Shazam's expression distorted: "That's because you pinched me, little spider."

Peter: "...hug, sorry, I didn't mean to."

But Shazam can't care about this anymore, after all, the fact that Bruce Wayne threw a bat dart into his soul is enough to provide him with shock for a whole year.He couldn't help turning his head to look at the other two heroes standing opposite the crowd, Green Arrow and Iron Man, thinking that the billionaires these days aren't satisfied with simply spending money like water, and they still have to find someone for themselves An extra part-time job?

"I've heard that Stark Quinn and Wayne have been on good terms since their parents," a young hero whispered behind them, "so it's probably understandable... ?”

Excuse the hell, Shazam thought.

It's not a pyramid scheme gang who drags the family, being a superhero is not even considered a career!

More importantly...

"I just thought it might be some kind of special hobby of billionaires for Bruce Wayne to adopt one adopted child after another," he lamented, "Now I understand, it turns out that Batman is not a big man who lives in some underground cave. Bat spirit, Robin is not a radish that was picked from the ground, after pulling out one, there will be another."

The heroes around him: "..."

Could it be said that the incomparably large brain hole is also an indispensable part of the wisdom of the locked door?

Back to Bruce.

Batman is now very grateful to himself for preparing plan B in advance for the unexpected situation. He and Zatanna exchanged a look. The female magician waved the baton tacitly, and set up an invisible magic contract in the venue. However, once the contract is established, all the heroes who have witnessed the scene just now cannot tell the truth that "Batman is Bruce Wayne" without the permission of Bruce himself.

Clark breathed a sigh of relief, flew to Bruce and smiled again: "B, so you don't have to worry."

Moreover, the heroes present today, except for the Avengers who were invited, are all upright people who joined the alliance after they have been vetted through many layers. Most of them were invited by Superman himself, so Clark believed in their quality.

"It's okay," Bruce wanted to say, "I never believed in magic," but considering that Zatanna had just done him a favor, he swallowed the words silently, "I still have planC."

"..." Clark was silent for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "Can I ask what is the content of planC?"

"There is still a Batman on the night watch in Gotham today," Bruce raised his lips, "so, I have a perfect alibi."

Clark's stiff gaze swept over the one, two, three, four turnips present... Ah no, it was Robin and the Robin reserve, and wisely he didn't ask Bruce which insider he found to play himself.

And after hearing this sentence, the last few heroes who were still holding on to the fluke hope-"maybe it's just Batman who taught Wayne two tricks" finally gave up the idea.

Apart from Batman, there is no other person in this world who can do such a thing that drives the persecution paranoid crazy!

"It's too convoluted," Hal complained depressingly, "Why do superheroes have to be so convoluted now? Even billionaires have joined the army of introverts one after another. How can we poor people who can't even pay the rent live? "

Peter and Barry nodded in agreement.

"Since they have the League of Playboys, we can also set up a League of Poor People," Barry Surong said, "We can share coupons from various places together, and provide some money for those companions who live on the streets because they can't pay the rent." A warm bed for the night."

Peter, who was so poor that he had to mend his pajamas, immediately raised his hand: "I can also help recommend delicious and cheap sandwich shops in New York City!"

But after he finished speaking, he only got a few silent stares.

This made the little spider a little uneasy: "Why, what's the matter, why are you looking at me like that?"

"There's a traitor among us," Hal raised his chin, and gestured to Stark, who was holding champagne and chatting with Dinah, "Peter, you may have been short of money—but that was 'once' The high-tech battle armor you are wearing now, not to mention paying the rent, can even buy the entire residential building where I live."

Peter blushed, and he argued rationally: "But this is only sponsored by Mr. Stark for my heroic cause! Besides, didn't Batman also help you pay for each battle damage?"

More than half of the heroes present fell silent.

Looking around, everything from the delicious food on the table, the ice cream machine in the kitchen to the watchtower and even the entire Justice League seems to have a golden Wayne Group logo on it.

"To Batman."

Hal coughed and said in awe-inspiring voice.

He raised his glass to the dark-haired man who was standing beside Superman with his arms folded, talking in a low voice, and then he drank it down. The rest of the heroes followed suit. In direct proportion to the cost of battle damage - except for Superman, who has always had some kind of special immunity from Batman.

Clark is in a good mood now.

Whether as Superman or as a small reporter, he hopes that more people will understand the greatness of Batman-although it may annoy Bruce to say so, Clark still firmly believes that Batman is far greater than Superman. Many heroes.

Whether as a league consultant or simply as a Wayne, he carries the most misunderstandings and responsibilities.So when everyone toasted to this side, Clark faced Bruce, who was clearly at a loss with his lips tightly pursed, and just took a step back with a smile, completely exposing him to excited or reverent gazes from all directions. .

This is what he deserves.

"Clark!" Bruce gritted his teeth, "You know I'm not good at this!"

But Clark just shrugged "helplessly": "I can't help it, Bruce, it's their initiative."

He floated to Dick's side under Batman's stare. The big blue bird was talking about his past as Robin to his comrades who had fought side by side. Jason leaned against the long table, mouth Holding what might be a chocolate bar in his mouth, he and Damian let out a loud sneer when Dick bragged that he had even secretly driven a Batmobile.

But the two looked at each other, and immediately turned their heads away in disgust.

Tim and Clark exchanged a helpless look, and the boy picked up an egg tart and asked friendlyly, "Would you like one?"

Clark readily accepted.

"He is really good at getting along with children," Oliver walked to Bruce, and his tone couldn't help showing a hint of admiration, "I don't understand, what is the secret?"

Although Roy also participated in the celebration at the invitation of Dinah, he still insisted that he ignored Oliver throughout the whole process, and even refused to make any eye contact with his adoptive father.

Bruce wondered too.

But he refused to admit that the Robins and Clark were more like a loving family than himself: "Who knows, maybe it's some kind of Kryptonian's exclusive magnetic field, or another deceptive superpower? "

Oliver looked at him with an inclusive look: "Oh, Bruce."

"Don't look at me like that," Bruce said darkly, "if you're not one of those idiots who come to me for 'genuine' batarangs as souvenirs, please go away and leave me alone. What happened tonight is enough for me."

Green Arrow raised his hands wisely, walked away humming the tune of "There's a Big Bat in Gotham" in a good mood.

Bruce: "..."

He deeply felt that it was a complete and utter mistake for him to come to this bloody celebration today.

No, he shouldn't have agreed to Clark's terrible idea in the first place!

But looking at the group of excited young heroes holding bat darts not far away and hoping that Superman would engrave an "S" on them with his hot eyes, Bruce sighed, and the corners of his mouth could not help but raise a slight arc. .

In any case, it is indeed a joyful thing to see the vitality of the alliance growing stronger and stronger.

The celebration will soon be over.

The heroes left one after another, leaving only the Avengers and a few elders.

"The best thing in the world is when you have a party," Hal declared, "and the worst thing is when you clean up after the party."

He used the green light to conjure a vacuum cleaner and sucked all the mess into the trash can.

When he walked into the corner, Hal saw the instrument pierced by Jason's bullet. He looked suspiciously at the ominously flashing indicator dial, and turned his head to ask, "What the hell is this?"

Bruce frowned fiercely.

There were too many people just now, and he forgot to deal with this.

"The 3.0 traversal instrument developed by Zatana and Constantine." He put the thing that was only the size of a palm and shaped like a projector in his hand, and looked at it carefully. "It should be broken, but spend a little time It will be fixed in a short time."

Just as he was speaking, the pointer on the indicator panel suddenly turned crazily.

The heroes present felt a palpitation at the same time, which came from their keen instincts in countless battles - but it happened so fast that even Superman and The Flash had no time to react.

A red light flashed.

The entire watchtower disappeared into the vast space in an instant.

United States, New York time 9:00.

In front of a building, there was a bustling crowd, they held signs, held flags in their hands, and there were several posters with huge slogans written on them, which seemed to be promotional photos of a certain movie.

Surrounded by the crowd, one of the black women stood angrily on the podium, and complained in fast English to a white-collar in a suit in front of her. The clothes on his body were zipped, revealing the black shirt with a bright red "S" printed on it.

On the morning of weekdays, passers-by who were busy going to work passed the crowd of demonstrators without any surprises, but tourists in twos and threes still stopped in their tracks with novelty faces, and raised their mobile phones to record the scene.

Everything is as calm as usual.

Until a dazzling red light flashed.

On the endless blue sky of New York City, a huge shadow suddenly appeared out of thin air.

It seemed to be a space base built of steel and some kind of metal, but it looked like an alien fortress, and everyone who looked up and saw it couldn't help but let out an exclamation. Pedestrians stopped, and the cars on the street It became a long queue, and even the stray cat licking/licking its fur in the corner tensed up.Numerous lenses were aimed at the sky.

In this way, JL's huge logo was exposed to the eyes of the whole world.

The black woman stared blankly at the shadow above her head, and the movie poster in her hand fell silently to the ground.

There is a line of title printed on it--

"Justice League (2017)"

The author has something to say: I didn’t expect it, this time I fell in front of the whole world hhh

The last world!I've been wanting to write for too long, I haven't read a similar article before, so I can only produce and sell it myself.

ps: There will be real actors appearing.

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Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 Great Feiyan;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 3 hands and gloves; 1 Chance and Gotham don’t want to talk;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of rain; 1 bottle of Jun Wufu;

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