Wilderness Challenge [Comprehensive British American American Entertainment]

Kissing hard while wearing a mask ends in a broken nose.

Seriously, very seriously, Jennifer never wants to kiss Bruce dressed as Batman again.

She grinned and rubbed the tip of her nose, thankfully at least there was no nosebleed, but what to say—

Batman's lips are pursed in resentment, and his steel-blue eyes sparkle in a way that would give half a Gotham villain a heart attack.But in her eyes, it turned into thick and sweet blue star syrup, vivid and charming, very cute.

Jennifer took two extra glances contentedly.

Until the other party suddenly said: "You also know that I am late? What do you think, if you want to play games with the clown, you dare to come and play with him alone. What if luck is not on your side?"

When he lowered his voice, he looked very gloomy, almost enough to scare half of the remaining villains into epilepsy, but in her ears, he was full of worries, making him even more cute.

Seeing that the person being questioned did not speak for a long time, Bruce was expressionless: "Do you have nothing to say?"

"At that time, I just wanted to delay some time." Jennifer could only reply, "They tied up Bauer, what can I do. Besides, the clown is behind the scenes, and you know that the style of clowns is somewhat different from other criminals—"

She stopped talking abruptly, turned around, and Bruce clenched his fists and turned his head.

Suddenly there was a strange laughter in the empty corridor, and this kind of laughter echoed in all directions, appearing mechanical and shrill.

They both looked down at the clown's body at the same time.

The source of the laughter was in an unknown pocket of the purple suit.

Jennifer was about to step forward to check, but was pushed back.Batman squatted down to examine the corpse, rummaged through his pockets, first took out a lot of sharp knives, then found a spring neck clown doll and fear gas compression tablets from the inner pocket, and finally took off the purple kerchief flower, He pulled out a dirty clown playing card from the bottom and showed it to her.

The character has the horns and tail of a demon, with a big smile on his face facing the sky, and a line of red letters written on the front——

"Enjoy the victory."

The faces of both of them changed.

They understood the meaning of this line almost at the same time.

Batman pulled Jennifer into his arms suddenly, opened his cloak and jumped off the roof.Behind them, the tall building of Gotham University suddenly exploded from the top. The lecture hall, the corridors, and the buildings layer after layer below were burned into a sea of ​​flames. Collapsed stones and smashed tables and chairs flew towards the ground like raindrops fall.

At the same time, without any warning, this kind of thing happened in countless corners of Gotham at the same time.

From the North Island to the South Island, pillars of fire soared into the sky, and the whole city was shrouded in flames.You don't have to experience it yourself to guess how desperate the people who were bombed in the early hours of the morning were, and how crazy the clown gang who cheered and screamed among the people was.

These pillars of fire should have been connected from north to south, but some external force stopped them, and gaps appeared in the middle of the connection.

Batman rolled on the ground, and took a few steps towards the distance with the person in his arms, leaving the heat wave behind.

They stood on time, and there were already two figures flying high in the air in the distance.Superman exhaled icy air in all directions, and half of the sky was reflected into a frozen lake by the blue cyclone in front of him.The Green Lantern used the ring to transform into a huge trampoline, catching all the victims who jumped down from the tall buildings one by one.

Batman gritted his teeth, his jaw tightening.

Jennifer shook her head.

The aftershock was not coming for her.It seems that the clown had the idea of ​​luring Batman to kill from the very beginning, and then tied his own life with these bombs. If the person who killed him is enjoying the victory, these tragedies are a blow to the head; People are already undergoing soul torture, and these tragedies will completely drag him into the abyss.

"What did you tell him?" Bruce asked suddenly.

"I said he is predictable." Jennifer paused, "But his predictability is only for higher-level people. For us, all his behaviors are arbitrary."

"Do what you want," Bruce said grimly. "The Joker is a real madman. Madmen don't fear death, they fear being forgotten. He's dead now, but his henchmen in the city will spare no effort." To pass on this 'spirit', in his own words, 'a philosophy, a philosophy'."

Jennifer understood his unfinished words.

The clown's death may be just the beginning, and the phrase "good luck" is not a good word for someone who is about to die, but a declaration of another war.

She was still lost in thought, and sirens sounded from far to near in the distance.

Batman touched her cheek with his knuckles one last time, and without looking back, Batman nailed the hook gun.

He disappeared into the night like a real bat, and his outstretched wings flew across the streets and alleys of Gotham.The weeping crowd saw their standing knights, as if they saw the embodiment of hope, all held their breath and looked up.

The fireworks bombs in the sky shot out string after string of characters.

"why serious"

Jennifer turned the card over in her hand.

"why serious?"

***

The aftermath of the Joker's death has cast a pall over Gotham.

Hundreds of civilians were killed in one day, but the crime factor was still spreading in the city. A group of condensed and deep evil was shattered and permeated into a thin but annoying mist of evil, stirring people's nerves all the time.

Even Jennifer was somewhat disturbed, reviewing this life-and-death confrontation over and over again, guessing the opponent's hidden thoughts over and over again.

Like her, the only one who can't get in and is very troubled is probably Brian.

Mr. Lord felt that he really owed a debt in his previous life.

Before signing the contract with Davis, he was just a conscientious and diligent gold medal agent. He only needs to use his strength in the entertainment industry to solve troubles for stars on weekdays; but after signing the contract with Davis, he has no choice but to He used his tentacles in the political circles and the police several times.

This is not signing an artist, it is clearly offering an ancestor.

In any case, some state legislators intervened in person, and Jennifer, who entered gcpd for the second time, was finally released in a down-to-earth manner.Director Gordon characterized the incident as a clown game, and the deaths of all civilians, including the clown gang, had nothing to do with her.As a result, Jennifer became the only survivor of the horrific incident.

What she did also fit the way people imagine survivors.

Jennifer once again donated a large amount of money to Gotham, and she looked very haggard when she appeared in public, choking up her words so that no one could ask any more questions. Batman, who "arrived in time", has crazily increased his fans in a short period of time. Fans all over the world are expressing their gratitude to him on social media, eager to set up a monument for him.

But Batman himself doesn't care about that.

Bruce has been so busy with the aftermath of the clown these days that he devoted most of his time to solving the clown gang, and took part of the rest of his time to contact Lucius and ask about business decisions, and then he had to spend more time Time to do ideological education at home three meals a day.

For example, "Never step out of the safe zone by yourself to face risks indiscriminately."

For example, "Don't think about the concept of the clown anymore, normal people can't understand his thinking."

Another example is "Since the big apartment is not peaceful, let's move back to the old house."

So they moved back to Bristol County, to the old Wayne house that was 70 percent repaired.

At this moment, Jennifer, who never knew that Master Wayne could be equated with chatterbox, had no choice but to stuff the whole scone into his mouth.

"Eat yours." She said, "it's impossible for everyone to come to see me, right? At worst, I'll live in the bat cave and go to the head office, right? Next time I go out, I will wear self-defense weapons on my body, don't worry Is it? Alfred has done so much and still can't keep your mouth shut."

The poor old butler was in the room looking at the photos of the former owner and his wife with emotions, immersed in the dream that the Wayne family would not end.

"You have to realize the seriousness of the matter." Bruce said sternly, "What if you fail this time? What if the next time the person who threatens you with a hostage is not a clown, but a black mask and a scarecrow, what are you going to do? They're going to destroy you and dump your body in Gotham Bay."

Scarecrow...almost forgot about this ticking time bomb.

"I've already inhaled fear gas." Jennifer had to admit.

Bruce froze for a moment, then retracted his hand on her arm, and drew his lips into a straight line. "Black Panther?" he asked nonchalantly.

"Yeah, I asked you to investigate by yourself last time." Jennifer grabbed his hand, "I am inherently resistant to potions that act on consciousness. Of course Wakanda didn't work in front of me. They also tried to erase the memory, it just didn't work."

"No wonder," Bruce said.He showed a tangled expression between wanting to express his opinion and not wanting to spoil the atmosphere by saying it. In the end, he could only stare at his coffee, and finally found half a topic on the milk cap. "You made latte art?"

"Yeah, I did." Jennifer raised her eyebrows.

Bruce mumbles something like "not bad" or something.

"Now that you've finished speaking, I have something to say." Jennifer put a stack of newspapers on the coffee table, "This is the relevant report on the day of the explosion. Batman, Green Lantern and Superman saved the city together. Witnesses said that although Superman flew The timing is not very stable, but the frozen breath has helped a lot, what do you think?"

Bruce fiddled with the milk cap with a teaspoon.

"I think they are rare talents." Jennifer continued to herself, "Unless you can fortify every inch of Gotham, this kind of large-scale attack can only be done by superhuman heroes." Strengths. The world has been reporting for the past two days how the Avengers and the Fantastic Four worked together to solve a major crime in New York, and you should learn to find your companions too, Bruce."

"That's different," Master Wayne finally said, "They're in charge of the world, and I just have to take care of Gotham."

It's better spoken than sung.

Jennifer rolled her eyes: "But what's in your bones won't change. You used to be wary of people like me, and now Superman has returned, Green Lantern has returned to Earth, and there are Atlanteans in the sea. Gods walk the world, don't tell me you have nothing against metahumans. Luthor is just a radicalized version of you."

Bruce is short of breath when it comes to past conflicts.The mention of superhumans brought his thoughts back to the green stone.

Research has shown that the green stone emits a radioactive substance, which may have incapacitated Superman.Although Bruce didn't want to admit it, he couldn't deny that the Wayne Group had newly opened an energy division and was currently looking for this kind of stone around the world.He could only say with difficulty: "Inhumans are...dangerous."

"Indeed, not necessarily." Jennifer leaned on his shoulder and said, "Let's not evaluate your vigilant behavior for the time being, but let's talk about the consequences. Now the world is full of superpower organizations and groups. If Superman becomes one of these organizations What you are doing is putting yourself on the opposite side of them, and when you are alone, how will you face the revenge of the entire organization?"

Bruce stroked her disobedient sideburns, but didn't pick up the topic.

"If you're really that wary of metahumans, why not just look around them?" Jennifer laid out her considered conclusion.

Lex Luthor will not suddenly go crazy, if he is preparing for something, then the whole earth is the same; if he just wants to target superpowers, then someone needs to be buffered by Superman's side - it is not easy for him to destroy the earth No harder than omelets.

"You know what you're suggesting?" Bruce finally said. "You're encouraging me to start a superhero organization?"

"I'm urging you to learn about superhumans." Jennifer admitted, "You're a genius, Bruce, and the vigilance of one genius is more threatening than the opposition of thousands of mediocrities. Don't think that I don't have the stone you've been playing with these days. See it. One day your vigilance may be used by someone, and finally become a sword hanging over the head of a superhero."

Bruce tugged at her hair at the oblique compliment.

Jennifer continued: "Of course, I do think that groups are stronger than individuals. Even if it's not Superman or Green Lantern, it's okay to find some assistants. Your job is too difficult, Bruce. I used to think Gotham was too dark , now that I've seen the Joker, I think the word dark is pretty glorified for Gotham."

Bruce smiled briefly.

"Well, I will seriously consider this matter." He made the biggest concession, "Don't worry about this matter anymore, Jenny, tell me about yourself."

The aftermath of the clown's death is still echoing in the city, the clown gang will not let her go, Batman will be dragged down, she must go farther to avoid these madmen, preferably far away from humans civilization.

"I will restart the competition before awards season," Master Wayne said.

"You?" Jennifer raised her eyebrows. "What do you mean? What about the others? Luther is like this, so he can still host the competition?"

"Luthor will be fine," Bruce said sarcastically. "As long as superheroes are still out there, politicians need a firepower and a center of hatred. His influence in the political and legal circles has been active, and sometimes you will find There's no difference between a politician and a gangster when it comes to jury threats. I don't expect him to be behind bars, but he'll probably be fine after this one."

"Where's Stark?" Jennifer asked.

"Tony and Rogers had a fight," Bruce said curtly.

Aha, Iron Man vs Captain America.

Needless to say, the reason can be guessed, it must be related to the reptile potion.

Iron Man’s heart was good at the beginning, and no one can blame him. Even today, Jennifer and Bruce believe that the diluted version of the reptile medicine will solve the medical problems that have plagued mankind for many years, and help those with disabilities, especially veterans, who are brave enough to do justice. Genuine well-being comes from wounding and maiming civilians.

It's a pity that what criminals do is always one step beyond what heroes do.

One step beyond, and the antidote used for healing becomes the poison that mutates people into monsters.

The character of Captain Steve Rogers was written in the textbook in a strict way, letting him know that Stark let the experiment of reptile potion at the beginning, and he would definitely turn into a firecracker on the spot.The personalities of the two leaders can be regarded as complementary, but unfortunately the team they lead is probably busy trying to persuade fights, and the Fantastic Four are needed as lubricants.

Thinking of the tragedy of the Avengers Building, Bruce couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Tony means the same thing as I do," he explained. "He also wants to start the next round as soon as possible. The players who received the drug injection before the start will be injected with the anti-drug, so that they will lose their potential superpowers. The fourth round It will be very dangerous, but all players are allowed to use a multiple diluted version of the potion, which has no strengthening function and is only used to regenerate severed limbs. Tony wants to prove to the world that this drug should not be linked to Luthor."

"I see." Jennifer nodded.

It turns out that the inferiority of human beings is also here.

When they deny one thing, they always deny more things out of anger.

Some judges made relatively fair judgments before they were exposed to vicious incidents, but once they have accidents, those judgments will naturally be questioned; some scientists’ inventions are good, but because they are defined as evil, those inventions Once created, no one dares to use it.

Now that Luthor's calculations have been exposed, if no one interferes, the reptile potion will also suffer a cold reception.

Stark didn't want to see this happen.

but--

"What did Osborne say?" Jennifer suddenly thought, "Old Osborne was swept by the tail of the typhoon. He was the real unlucky guy in the whole thing. He planned to do bad things, but was caught before he even started." After others finished their work, they turned around and took a scapegoat forcibly. Now that Stark mentions the potion again, he will be roasted on the fire. He has to bear more pressure than Iron Man. If the fourth round is successful, he will not get the same A name like Iron Man."

Bruce half-smiles approvingly.

Encouraged by him, Jennifer went deeper into the analysis.

"Then is the distribution of benefits." She snapped her fingers, "Luthor has no right to object. If this kind of scandal occurs, he must be restrained by other investors... Stark will not object to your proposal, But he's not a business jerk, not even Miss Pepper Potts would let him do it...and stubborn old Osborne on the cusp..."

"...How did you do it?" She couldn't help asking, "This is simply one of the top ten incredible events. Investors have promoted the show, and none of them are short of money, just because the big boss has a problem. , they'll allow you a piece of the pie? "The Wild" hasn't even made it to season two yet!"

Bruce just smiled.

Since Batman and Bruce's identities were unified, he also has the look of "I know everything" at home, with a natural blackness all over his body, as if he is ready to throw at the transgressor anytime, anywhere. Explosive Batarang.

The aftermath of the Joker's death made him even worse.

In the past, only Alfred could see Batman's bad habits, and now Jennifer and Alfred watched him litter the armor parts every night, from behind the water curtain in the Batcave all the way to the mainframe , It's like doing some lively performance.

I swear to God there's a broken glove that's still sitting behind a few monitors eating ashes, not even remembered.

all in all--

He rarely showed such a complacent expression, there must be something wrong with it.

Jennifer sat up suspiciously.

Finally, Master Wayne put the half-drunk coffee on the table, leaned back against the back of the sofa, and rested his cheek with one hand. .

"You still remember the old Osborne being on the cusp, right?" He said lazily, "Some time ago I let Lucius buy a large amount of shares in Osborne Industries, in other words, now I have become The sponsor is here." Bruce blinked slyly, "How about it, want to cheat, Miss Davis?"

Jennifer "..."

The wicked rich man!