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

After dinner at the Iceberg Restaurant——

Well, Fast didn’t actually eat much, the skirt was too tight so he couldn’t eat too much at all, that is, a few desserts, all of which were eaten, and the rest were all fed to Bruce, and some of the main food was eaten.

Bruce ate a lot under the pressure of Fast, but he did not eat for more than 24 hours. Because he was in a state of irritability, he couldn't eat much, but Fast did feed him. .

Fast took Bruce by the arm, and as soon as the two of them walked outside the door of the Iceberg restaurant, a group of reporters who had been waiting for a long time rushed in.

Photographers and journalists are forbidden to enter the restaurant. Even when the 'Batman' is catching and killing those criminals and the Penguin escapes, no one dares to touch the Penguin.

Bruce Wayne and Fast's target was originally a reporter, and they needed reporters to spread their location information to attract Batman's attention.

"Mr. Wayne, is this your new girlfriend?" The reporter who bore the brunt asked a question that everyone was most concerned about.

The news surrounding Bruce Wayne is always the news that Gotham citizens pay the most attention to.

Because every day the news is broadcasting that a certain criminal committed a murder in a certain neighborhood, making Gotham panicked and expressionless, what to do.

Every day brings different crime news.

On the contrary, the day-to-day lace news related to Bruce Wayne, like a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and it seems that he is not worried about danger coming to him at all.

Bruce nodded, with a frivolous smile on his face, and he threw the topic to Fast. "Fasna, introduce yourself to the reporters."

"Ma'am, do you know about Bruce Wayne's past jokes, oh, you should know, after all, no one in Gotham knows." The leading female reporter teased.

"So, how long do you think you, as Mr. Wayne's innumerable female companion, can stay with our Gotham baby? A day? A week? Or a month?"

"I remember that the longest time Mr. Wayne was with his girlfriend was one month?" another reporter interjected.

They discussed, the words were extremely harsh, and they didn't pay attention to 'Fasna', Bruce Wayne's current girlfriend.

One of the subjects of their discussion, Bruce Wayne, kept a perfect smile on his face, completely unaffected by the reporters' words, who made Bruce Wayne such a 'crazy bucket'.

Fasna didn't know whether it was because she had never experienced being surrounded by reporters, or because of the poor discussions of the reporters, her face was pale, and the corners of her mouth were raised stiffly.

Of course, this is only on the surface.

In his heart, Fast looked disdainful, and even wanted to roll his eyes and ask these reporters, where are they?Are you polite?

On the surface, Fasna made a weeping expression, and her dark eyes wrapped in long black eyelashes leaked water, and she was about to be bullied and cried by the reporter's words.

The corners of Bruce Wayne's mouth twitched calmly. Although he didn't want to talk to Fast at the moment, as the male partner of 'Fastna', he should really do something.

"Honey, the way you cry makes me sad—"

Before Bruce finished greasy.

Fasna stretched out her hand and blocked Bruce's lips with her fingertips, refusing him to continue speaking. The expression on her face became strong. Although there were still tears in the corners of her eyes, the lady was trying to make herself stronger.

"Let me say, darling, I think our relationship should be made public at this time."

Fasna rested her head on Bruce's shoulder. "I'm not only Bruce's companion, I'm his 'little' wife."

I bother. 'Little' wife, right?Don't think we didn't see you bend your legs to put your head on Bruce Wayne's shoulder, you are almost as tall as Bruce Wayne, and you deserve to be called 'little' wife?

The reporters slandered in their hearts, but on the surface they still listened to what Fasna said seriously.

Fasna said firmly: "We have been married for almost a month."

Fasna raised her hand, revealing the glistening pigeon egg on her middle finger.

Bruce was sure he hadn't seen the ring on Fast's finger three seconds ago.

No one would believe it. He was single three seconds ago, and he was married for almost a month three seconds later.

Bruce was silent for a moment, and he looked at Fasna helplessly, showing a relaxed smile. "Yes, as Fasna said. We've been married for almost a month."

For the first half month, Batman was very busy, not only with Gotham City, but also with the Justice League. Bruce Wayne basically didn't have time to appear in Gotham.

Fortunately, Bruce spread the news that Bruce Wayne went to a private island for vacation.

I didn't expect to be taken advantage of by Fast today.

The reporters screamed uninterruptedly. They eagerly asked Bruce about some related things, and Bruce answered them one by one. Anyway, Bruce Wayne was not in Gotham City during that time, so he could just make it up.

Fast saw that the time was almost up, she crossed her arms and said coquettishly, "Brucey, it's so cold here."

Bruce paused slightly. "Okay, then we're about to go. Where do you want to go tonight?"

Fasna thought about it. "I want to go to the movies."

"Okay, then let's go to the movies." Bruce said dotingly.

Seeing that Fast and Bruce were discussing the next itinerary as if no one else was there, they were not affected by the recent 'Batman' incident at all.

Most of the nobles are hiding at home and dare not go out, why is Bruce Wayne not affected at all?

The reporter couldn't hold back. "Mr. Wayne doesn't know the latest news?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Bruce asked pretending to be puzzled.

"Batman has killed a lot of people recently. This bat freak has changed his previous style and massacred people in Gotham, whether they are criminals or innocent people."

The reporter couldn't help shivering as she said that, if she hadn't been crazy about being promoted, she should have been hiding instead of appearing here today.

"Oh, it's nothing to worry about." Bruce shrugged, and he was afraid that 'Batman' wouldn't come after him.

"I'm friends with Batman, and he's become a guy who won't shoot at his friends." Bruce said with that annoying upper-class style.

His words and actions made reporters uncomfortable, and Bruce Wayne was convinced that Batman would not shoot him.

"Even if he would, I don't think my bodyguards are vegetarian, and if they were, that wouldn't be the reason I'd pay a lot of money to hire them." Bruce kept smiling.

"Oh, please don't get me wrong. My bodyguard's responsibility is not to target Batman, but to protect my safety. After all, the road near the movie theater is not safe."

What Bruce meant made the reporter immediately understand what he meant. The old Wayne and his wife were killed near the movie theater 20 years ago, and Bruce Jr. escaped by luck.

Next, Bruce found a reason and left with Fast.

This group of reporters would deliver the message Bruce wanted to convey to 'Batman'.

Bruce said it was a 'movie theater', but in fact the 'crime alley' he mentioned in the second half of the sentence is where he would really go.

Bruce believed that 'Batman' would understand what he meant, and if they shared such a high degree of similarity, then he would naturally understand what Bruce was referring to.

Crime Alley at night.

Bruce crouched on the blubber above the Gotham Cinema, his black cloak fluttering behind him.

He was in a place where he could observe the entire crime alley, and so far the crime alley was quiet.

These reporters who came in a group walked around twice unwillingly after finding no trace of Bruce Wayne, and chose to leave.

Crime Alley is pretty dangerous, and everyone in Gotham knows it.The old Wayne couple was killed here, and countless criminals committed murders here.

The sound of electric current came from the headset, and Fast's voice was mixed with the sound of wind and electric whistling. "I'm in place."

Hearing this, Bruce looked to the roof of the building in front of him on the right. On the roof, Fast was leaning against the metal vent.

He was wearing a black frog suit, a tactical vest, a strap on his abdomen, two or three fluorescent sticks hanging on the strap, a steel rope around his waist, and a miniature charge on his left thigh bag丨gun.

He had one leg folded on top of the other, with thick metal knee pads on his knees and a pair of wear-resistant short boots on his feet, and the heavy sniper casually leaned aside.

Fast is a very professional mercenary, he is used to treat everything strictly, even the simplest action will carry the most professional equipment.

This is the nature of soldiers.

To underestimate the enemy is to give one's life to God, and Fast prefers to control it by himself.

The wind picked up Fast's hair, and Fast stopped adjusting the equipment, and he casually pinned the lock of hair behind his ear.

Sensing the sight in the distance, he raised his eyes. There was no emotion in those dark eyes, but when they collided with Bruce's deep blue eyes.

Those pale forest-colored eyes instantly filled with light.

Fast grinned, showing eight white teeth, and he made a heartfelt gesture to Bruce.

Bruce looked away and whispered into the headset: "Do what you should do, mercenary."

Fast let out a low laugh, still tickling Bruce's ears through the headset. "Okay, Boss."

Bruce turned his head again, and Fast had disappeared.Bruce looked around, and found Fast who was lying on standby under a certain hidden shadow.

Fast was almost integrated with the shadow, if it wasn't for the slight reflection of the gun body, Bruce might not have been able to find Fast's position.

He raised the gun, released the drone, and observed the environment through the palm-sized electronic screen installed on the gun. He fixed the drone in a certain position to provide him with a view.

The role Bruce arranged for Fast was a sniper, and Fast was indeed suitable for this. He once spent a whole day in the snow to ambush the target without eating or drinking.

Bruce will attract the attention of 'Batman' after confronting 'Batman', what Fast needs to do is to quietly inject the prepared anesthetic into the body of 'Batman'.

That is a powerful anesthetic, and it is no problem to knock down an elephant in an instant.

But Bruce didn't know that Fast was carrying real bullets, and he planned to blow the fake Batman's head off with one shot.

Then show up as the Joker, with the fake body, to prove it for Batman.

The Joker in Gotham is more convincing than the real Batman, because Batman can't hurt them, but Joker can.

If those idiots don't believe it, then the clown will give them some 'intimidation' appropriately to make them believe what he said.

On the contrary, it is very unlikely that Batman will succeed in rectifying his name with that fake product. People will only worry that Batman is still that freak, and he just grabbed a substitute to pay for his viciousness.

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