[Comprehensive British and American] Hero part-time super villain

Immediately afterwards, Batman's next sentence interrupted Fast's rare good mood.

"I've investigated you, and you're a registered member of the 'Playing with Fire***' club."

Batman's words are in a declarative tone, as if he is simply explaining an ordinary thing, and it is true.

The 'Playing with Fire***' club is an underground club set up all over the United States, but that's just the official and encyclopedia name.

In fact, anyone who knows a little bit about it or is related to it understands that it is an underground mercenary organization.

You must know that mercenaries have never been officially certified internationally, and mercenaries are not protected by international laws. To put it bluntly, they are a group of desperadoes who are not protected by the government or any regulations, that is, illegal personnel.

The 'Playing with Fire***' club is also illegal.

Although mercenaries are not certified, they are not excluded by countries, especially in European and American countries.

As long as they don't touch their cakes, the high-level people always turn a blind eye to the mercenaries.

Whether it is a high-ranking government official, a business tycoon, or an ordinary family, as long as you have money, you can hire mercenaries to do things for you.

One of the rules of mercenaries: keep silent, and don't ask anything other than the task.

Mercenaries are not like the regular army. If you want to invite the regular army to serve you, you must first need a reasonable reason and the reasons for the incident, and provide materials to your superiors. After multiple approvals, you will be handed an 'invalid application' .

Mercenaries are not so troublesome, as long as you pay, they will do things for you.

Mercenaries are efficient tools of war, just like fast food, ready to eat and discarded.

Nobody doesn't like eating 'fast food'.

The 'Playing with Fire***' club is equivalent to an intermediary, all registered members are 'fast food', and customers who come to the club to consume are all employers who eat 'fast food'.

The 'Playing with Fire***' club is a high-end club. They not only strictly screen mercenaries to ensure the quality of mercenaries, but also strictly screen customers.

The customer must be an employer who can pay the price to hire a mercenary.

In the world before Fast, there were many employers who hired mercenaries but couldn't pay for them afterwards.

It doesn't happen at the 'Playing with Fire***' club, which saves a lot of trouble.

But Fast had already crossed out his name in the 'Playing with Fire****' club.

Representing the near future and the future, until Fast rewrites his name back, the 'Playing with Fire***' club cannot give his contact information to anyone.

Also, during this time, Fast is not under the control of the 'playing with fire***' club, he can do anything.

For example, taking orders in private.

But because he was in contact with Tony Stark, it was easy to be targeted by S.H.I.E.L.D., and Fast crossed out his name a long time ago.

Even S.H.I.E.L.D. and Tony Stark didn't know that he had carried out illegal activities under the supervision of the 'playing with fire****' club.

But Batman knew he was up to it, and apparently Batman had suspected him a long time ago.

Or to put it another way, Batman has been paying attention to him since a long time ago.

This realization made Fast feel a little flustered.

He raised his eyebrows and said in an affirmative tone, "So you're going to hire me to work for you."

Before Batman could reply, he continued, his voice soft and innocent, just like when he was caught by Batman in the casino that night.

"Boss, you may not know that I am the most expensive mercenary in the 'Playing with Fire***' club..."

Batman's expression didn't change, he changed it with a voice changer, and said in a deep voice like a roaring roaring engine: "The price is whatever you want."

Batman's battle suit alone costs tens of millions. Dozens of bat suits of different models and functions are displayed in the Batcave, plus batwings, batmobiles, equipment maintenance and other prices.

The monthly maintenance cost alone is several hundred million.

Even if it is to hire the most expensive mercenary in the world, Bruce can pay for his lifetime in one lump sum.

Fast raised his lips, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared on his face.

Half of the warm yellow light of the morning sun shone on Fast's body, one green eye was dyed with a golden brown spotlight, and the other eye was still a beautiful forest color.

The edges of the eyelashes seemed to be burnt by flames, and they were golden red.The lips he raised had a beautiful width, and a little bit of golden light fell on the lips that he had licked not long ago and still had traces of moisture.

There was no cunning hidden in those strange-colored eyes.

This little bastard must want more than just money.So what would he want?

Batman's heart was beating rapidly, and his adrenaline was also surging rapidly, which made him have some unrealistic thoughts. He moved his arms away unnaturally, keeping Fast's face away from him.

"I know Bruce Wayne is not short of money, and I have something more than money."

"I'm expensive, so I guess you'll have to take me back to the Batcave or give me the last name Wayne or something?" Fast said casually.

Batman's breathing stopped for a moment, and he naturally understood the hidden meaning in Fast's explicit words.

"Stop making such silly jokes, Joker, this is not appropriate." Batman growled at Fast, and the wind lifted Fast's forehead.

"Okay, fine." Fast shrunk his neck subconsciously, and flattened his mouth.

"Kiss me."

Batman stared at Fast's always smiling face, Fast's eyes squinted, covering the light in his eyes, leaving a darkness.

The corners of Fast's mouth were raised viciously, his smile was sweet and vicious, and the clown's smile could be highlighted without the pale makeup.

Fast knew exactly what he was doing and intended to use it as a badge to show off or a challenge.

But he's picked the wrong guy, Batman has never been controlled, and he hates oppression as well, as if everything that's befalling him right now isn't enough to feel oppressed and anxious.

After a while, Batman grabbed Faster's collar hand and threw Faster down on the sofa. Before Faster could react, he sank into the soft sofa and bounced.

The hand came up again, pressing on his chest, preventing Fast from moving.

Faster sensed the danger, and he raised his head.

Batman's quiet gray-blue eyes are filled with violence and eager desire, the eye sockets are bloodshot, and the pupils are in a state of contraction when the mood fluctuates greatly.

"As you wish." Batman's voice was low and dangerous, like a wolf howling.

His rough movements and emotions were like alarm bells ringing in Faster's heart, making him tremble involuntarily.

Fast knew that his heart skipped a beat. He had pissed off Batman. So far, he had never seen Batman like this.

Instinct told Fast that at this moment he should run away, as far away as possible, away from Batman, away from danger.

So Fast did the same, struggling to escape.

However, Batman just grabbed Fast's chin to fix his head, leaned forward to kiss Fast, and it was uncomfortable to poke Fast's chin with his stubbled chin.

He gritted his teeth and pressed his lips against Batman's cold lips.

At this moment, Fast panicked a lot, and he didn't even think about why things turned out like this in his mind.

Batman was obviously not satisfied with this, he gnawed on Faster's lips, leaving deep red gums on the plump lips.

Fast trembled, panic overflowed in his eyes, he put his hands on Batman's chest and tried to push him away.

The air pressure of Batman was still pressing down on Fast, and he swung his fists fiercely in Fast's abdomen. The sour feeling in his stomach made Fast feel nauseous, but because he didn't eat anything, he could only be A sore throat.

Fast's Adam's apple rolled, and he subconsciously opened his mouth.

The breath belonging to another person invaded Fast's space, and the tip of his tongue swept across Fast's teeth, entangled with the tongue of another who was trying to dodge.

After struggling for a while, he let go of his tongue and licked the upper palate along the upper teeth, when the tip of the tongue touched the upper left palate.

Batman felt Fast's struggle stop for an instant, and then he struggled harder.

That's a sensitive area in Fast's mouth.

So Batman ignored Fast's struggle and repeatedly licked the sensitive upper left jaw with the tip of his tongue.

Until Fast completely softened his body and couldn't even raise his hand, he could only groan from time to time and stare at Batman with his misty eyes.After a while, Batman let go of Fast, pressed his thumb against the corner of Fast's mouth, wiped off the silver thread hanging from the corner of Fast's mouth after being torn off, then quickly backed away, and was once again in the darkness .

Fast was paralyzed on the sofa, unable to move, he was panting, his face was flushed, his hair was wet with sweat, casually drooping by his ears, his mouth was slightly open.

The originally light-colored lips became full after biting, and there were still teeth marks on the lips, as if something had been done to them.

Fast was so confused by Bruce that he couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north.

The brow hidden under Batman's helmet was lowered, although his rough behavior just now was indeed intended to oppress Fast, so that he would not dare to mess around in the future.

But he really didn't expect to bully Faster hard.

Fast has no experience in dealing with this, but he likes to tease him with words, actions, tone of voice and micro-expressions.

Most likely after this time, Fast did not dare to mess around again.

Thinking of this, Batman let go of the little bit of guilt that had just arisen.

After Fast waited for the stress reaction to pass, he changed his posture and leaned against the sofa, his back still feeling weak.

Fast glanced at Batman complainingly, and said aggrievedly: "I didn't say you have to kiss on the lips, can't you kiss on the forehead? We're not the Mafia*."

However, Batman still kept that face cold, he completely ignored the content of Faster's words, and warned: "Less less and some more."

He said to himself, "I went back to Wayne Manor."

Seeing that Batman had entered the state, Fast managed his numb tongue and pretended to listen carefully.

"But there are already 'people' in Wayne Manor."

Batman's words made Fast narrow his eyes. The "person" in Batman's mouth must not refer to Ah Fu, but probably refers to the "Batman" who has been active and appeared recently.

Fast's eyes signaled Batman to continue, and Batman explained to Fast what he saw and heard when he returned to Wayne Manor today.

Batman is very cautious. He knows that this crime disguised as Batman is not an ordinary case, so he is extra careful when he returns to the Batcave.

The defense and alarm measures in the Batcave were all adjusted by him, and he could easily bypass those things and sneak into the Batcave without making a sound.

He was just going to take one of the invisible Batmobiles away, get a new uniform and take some stress meds.

As a result, he was refused entry by the computer when he entered the command, and the computer was modified by someone. He could only hack into the pharmacy and take some stress and trauma medicine before the alarm sounded, and then left the Batcave in a hurry.

The computer only recognizes two owners, one is Bruce Wayne who has the highest management and modification authority, and the other is Alfred who has the authority to manipulate and destroy the device.

Afu does not have the authority to modify the computer rights, only Bruce has.

But the computer was indeed modified, which proved that another Bruce Wayne appeared in Wayne Manor, and took his place in a high-sounding manner.

The author has something to say: Damn it, Batman, why don't you deal with him now?Are you a eunuch! ! !

Okay, Chapter 85 is finally kissing.

Xiaofa: A tentative confession.

Bat: No.

Xiaofa: Then dear.

Bat: Yes.

I'm a little tired, I only wrote one chapter, let's add another chapter, it's too late.

And *referring to the mafia's veneer.

Mercenaries are efficient tools of war, just like fast food, ready to eat and discarded. (From 'Tomorrow's Ark' W's conversation 3.)