The bat's family Wayne [Comprehensive British and American]

Probably because of the previous episode of the alien invasion, Gotham has been rarely quiet recently.For this city, such calm usually means that a conspiracy is brewing silently in the dark.Even so, the sight of the city suddenly being shrouded in light when the sun leaped over the horizon still makes the heart of its guardians flutter.

The morning light is dim.

The dark knight stood watch in the shadow of the city, and then disappeared silently before the light revealed his figure.

Wayne Manor.

The sky is bright.

Bruce's footsteps shattered the sunlight that had settled in the room.

Bruce looked up at him, surprised that Bruce had knocked out his steady biological clock.

In his own world, Brucey is actually not a stable person.During this period of time, I have been getting up early, mainly because I feel insecure in a strange world.Yesterday's decision allowed him to let go of the burden on his heart, and his work and rest time naturally returned to normal.

Bruce just pretended not to see Bruce's surprise.He took the breakfast from Alfred and thanked the thoughtful housekeeper.

"What are your plans for this weekend?" Bruce sat down on the sofa and asked freely.

After yesterday's conversation, the relationship between the two became somewhat closer.At least that's what Bruce thought - before that, he wouldn't sit on the sofa with breakfast and chat with Bruce while eating.

Bruce glanced at him, frowning.

"Don't tell me you can't have breakfast on the sofa." Brucie rolled his eyes unceremoniously, "I don't believe you haven't done this before."

The words that were meant to be exported were blocked in the throat like this.Bruce was speechless - he had indeed eaten breakfast on the sofa, not to mention the sofa, even if Alfred helped him bring it to bed.But that's mostly due to being busy with Batman's work or being injured, not...

Forget it.

"No schedule today." Bruce blinked, smiling briskly.Bruce always felt like his next thing to say was 'Would you like to hang out with me? ', and then took himself to a strange banquet.

Who is Bruce Wayne such a playboy, party animal?

After getting along for so long, Bruce felt that he knew Bruce quite well: "I'm going to review today." The implication is that no matter where you are going to play, I don't have time to go with you.

Bruce raised his eyebrows and took out his phone nonchalantly.He lowered his hair, and the soft sunlight hit the young man's drooping eyebrows, casting a soft filter on Bruce's aggressive facial features.

Bruce took a few mouthfuls of food, then looked up at Bruce again.

He looked troubled, frowning slightly.The sunlight from the window coated the tips of Bruce's eyelashes with a layer of gold. The man was thinking, unaware that he had become the scenery in the eyes of others.

This picture is unbearable to break.

Brucey stopped chewing almost unconsciously.

"What's wrong? Don't you like your appetite?" Bruce looked up and asked him.

"It's nothing." Brucey came back to his senses, "I just suddenly felt that I was really handsome."

"..."

Bruce gave this a slightly disgusted look - did he think he couldn't hear it?The two have the same hairpin, isn't Brucey boasting about himself?

He continued to send messages.

I don't know where Batman got Stark's appetite. Since the battle, Stark has been contacting him through the inside.The frequency increased from a few times a day to more than a dozen times a day. Although they were all unimportant topics, Bruce had to reply.

Bruce was a little annoyed.

He vaguely felt that there was something wrong with Tony's mentality.Based on Bruce's understanding of Tony, this proud Stark would never take the initiative to go to a psychiatrist - Stark is usually not willing to seek a doctor when he is injured, let alone for such an unobtrusive psychology. sick.

Usually there is Potts who can persuade him. If Tony wants to hide such a psychological problem, Pepper Potts will definitely find it difficult.After all, Tony Stark is already quite willful and reckless, even if he is a little more willful, it will not appear particularly abnormal.

Bruce is not interested in being Stark's psychiatrist, he is purely trying to catch ducks on the shelves-compared with other superheroes, at least he is very familiar with Arkham Mental Hospital?

For a moment, Bruce couldn't be sure whether this could be regarded as his advantage.

In a blink of an eye, he had no more energy to think about these——

"I found a radioactive substance inside the Kryptonian spacecraft, which seems to be able to affect the body functions of Kryptonians." Tony said in the message sent, "You'd better come here as soon as possible."

ASAP?

Bruce wished he could be in Stark's lab right away.

The aftermath of the Kryptonian incident was eventually handed over to Tony.This can be regarded as a barely reached result after bargaining between Chaoying and the government.The superheroes trust Iron Man's sense of justice, and for the government, Stark, who has maintained a long-term cooperation, is a more suitable middleman-at least reassuring them than other superheroes.

"Come as quickly as possible, I'm still hiding it from the government for the time being." Tony urged, "It won't be long."

- Needless to say?

Bruce almost didn't even say hello to Bruce who was sitting next to him.Holding his mobile phone, he hurriedly found Ah Fu: "Help me arrange it as soon as possible... No, start the Batplane and help me plan a suitable route. I want to go to New York as quickly as possible."

"Where did Bruce go?"

Alfred, who had just come out of the Batcave, was still a little cool.The butler stood a little far away from Bruce as usual, and smiled slightly: "Master Bruce has an appointment."

"Didn't he have no plans today?" Brucey was still eating breakfast. Hearing this, he tilted his head strangely, and his cheeks bulged with the movement of chewing, like someone who was full of curiosity but was reluctant to part with the food in his mouth. baby animals.

"Ten minutes ago, yes."

Alfred didn't reveal the details, but his gaze towards Bruce was already quite soft - since that incident, the butler rarely saw his young master Bruce showing such a lovely expression.I didn't expect to see it on Brucey's face.

Bruce shrugged and didn't ask any more questions.

After dinner, he didn't want to review either - although he did claim that to Bruce.

Who doesn't want to touch a fish?Bruce slumped comfortably on the couch.Now that you have mastered that knowledge, isn't it normal that you don't want to spend more time reviewing it?Brucey felt that he wasn't a particularly genius, but the skills he had fully understood before would not be easily forgotten.

Bruce slumped on the sofa, thinking that he knew nothing about Chaoying before, picked up the remote control and turned on the news.

It has been nearly five working days since the aliens invaded, and with the completion of the filing of the aliens' data, news about the war a few days ago has been released one after another.The host of the official news has a very high quality of broadcasting, and his voice is calm with a little comfort, and he narrates what happened before.

The host's words couldn't divert Brucey's attention at all—he fixed his eyes firmly on the black cloak in the video, and then looked at the pointed cat ears on the opponent's head.

His eyes clearly revealed the host's shock. It wasn't until the host mentioned that Batman made a battle plan and commanded the superheroes to fight against the aliens together, and there was a smile in his eyes.

When Alfred came back from putting away the dishes for breakfast, he saw Bruce staring at Batman with blank eyes.

The butler's footsteps stopped, and then he returned to his calm appearance.It's just that there are two points of inconspicuous scrutiny in the eyes looking at Brucey.

"Why don't you take a break?" he said. "By the way, are you getting used to life in the new world?"

"Fortunately."

Bruce's attention didn't come back at all.Replied subconsciously, his eyes paused slightly, and then he raised a smile and looked at Alfred: "Ah Fu?"

"What's the matter, Master Bruce?" The butler was still polite.

Brucey's family in another world is happy, and it stands to reason that he would never embark on the road of 'Batman'.According to Bruce's previous inference, when Bruce discovered the existence of the character 'Batman', it was a critical time to explore his true identity.

——that is, at this very moment.

Alfred looked at Bruce, secretly regretting that Bruce just wasn't there.In terms of trying to figure out people's hearts, Batman is better at it after all.

"Master Brucey is interested in Batman?"

Surprisingly, Brucey's tone was a bit vague: "It's sort of." His eyes were fixed on the silhouette of Batman, and he didn't move for a long time.

Such a reaction really didn't look like he never knew what Batman looked like, which made Alfred, who had always believed in the speculation of Brucey's peer, a little suspicious.However, Bruce was completely unaware of the connection between 'Bruce Wayne' and Batman—

Is there someone else in the different world Batman?

Mr. Butler put down the tea tray calmly, glanced at the TV screen again, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a slightly surprised tone: "So this is what Batman looks like? This seems to be the first time he has been photographed by the media, right?"

"Probably." Brucey mumbled casually, without looking away.

Ah Fu's doubts deepened.Judging from Brucey's appearance, it seems that he has some relationship with Batman-this contradicts what he said before.

Since Bruce is not Batman, there should be no Batman in the other world-this is Bruce's previous speculation.But Brucey's attitude was much more subtle than they expected... Alfred even had some doubts, whether Bruce's paranoia was finally correct for once.

Maybe Brucey really isn't from some other world?

The old butler stared at Brucey's back inquiringly.Probably because of his agitated mood, Brucey sat on the sofa with a straight posture, a small lock of hair against the nape of his neck was raised rebelliously, and even the angle of his body leaning forward slightly because of concentration was almost exactly the same as Bruce's—— It's not that the two people's temperaments are really different. Alfred, who grew up watching Bruce, dare not guarantee that he can definitely tell the difference between the two.

…Can human cloning really achieve this level of similarity?

"Ah Fu!" Brucey interrupted the butler's meditation.

"What is it, Master Bruce?"

"Bruce is Batman's backstage sponsor?" Brucey quickly interrupted Alfred's response.The young man's eyes sparkled with excitement, eagerly wanting an answer, "Is he?"

This idea suddenly emerged, and Bruce's long disappearance seemed to have an explanation - he probably wanted to inform Batman, and see if he could provide him with some money or weapons.

Bruce must be Batman's patron.

Brucey already had a conclusion in his mind.

In Gotham, besides Bruce, how many people have the financial resources and technology that can be used to fund Batman?

Only Wayne, only Wayne.

Thinking about it this way, I was really unreasonable when I had a big fight with Bruce... But Bruce doesn't have the energy to care about it now.He stared at Alfred fiercely, only wanting to get an affirmative reply from the butler.

Even the well-informed Alfred blinked in surprise at this time.

Bruce fell silent, his eyes still full of expectation.

Alfred was silent with a headache.

I don't know what was going on in the man's mind.The eagerness on Bruce's face faded.He moved closer to Alfred, twitching in a low voice, and even had a suspicious blush on his face: "If it's true...can you arrange for me to meet Batman?"

The author has something to say: Bruce: Batman!God!

Bruce: ...?

#On the hidden fanboy attributes of Brucey baby

*****The following is the rpg game time******

——How could anyone resist the charm of Batman!

Think about the big breasts, slender waist, long legs and hips wrapped in a black uniform, the seductive temperament that makes people want to take off his armor... Even if you really don’t like men, don’t bats have cat ears? ? !

Pressing Batman on rua's ear is also very fragrant!

You spoke passionately, and in the end you couldn't even tell whether you were in Amway or in the idiot.

Jason: "..."

He quickened his pace silently and moved a little away from you.

Fortunately, he finally took you back to his safe house, giving you a place to stay temporarily.

At night, when you were about to pack up and go to bed, Jason, who had disappeared all afternoon, knocked on the door suddenly.

"what?"

Jason's hair was still wet, apparently because of his airtight hood again.The young man snored casually, not paying attention to it at all: "Come out with me."

You admit, Brother Tong's brows and eyes are fierce and sharp, and the slight tilt of his head really disturbed you——

"No," you refuse, "I want a beauty sleep."

"There is also Batman in the dream."

Jason rolled his eyes wildly: "Follow me, I promise you will see Batman."

you……

joke!How could you refuse!

You follow the heavily armed Red Hood, your heart pounding.You still have Batman's underwear in your pocket, but now you're going to meet a real person!

You make up your mind that when you meet Batman, you must...

a-Behave well and strive to be picked up back to the Bat family.

b-Sneaky hammering the villain while Batman isn't looking.

c-Just follow Brother Tong obediently, be careful not to be sent to school by bats orz

d- Take advantage of the beautiful chest muscles of the idiot bat.

(Double choice, not all)