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

Bruce was a little uneasy.

He hadn't seen Bruce in days since the night he met Batman.

He also asked Alfred before, but Mr. Steward only said that Bruce had an appointment with someone and went on a trip together.Bruce is a playboy, and he has done a lot of outings with beauties.It's just that in order to take care of myself recently, I go out less.

Brucey didn't think much, and was relieved after hearing this explanation.

But that was before.

Bruce was not sure if it was his own illusion, he always felt that Alfred was not in a high mood these two days.

Mr. Butler seemed to be distracted by something, and from time to time he stood still and started to lose his mind.Alfred's absence is not obvious, if Brucey hadn't dealt with another 'Alfred' since he was a child and knew the emotions of the old butler well, it would probably be hard to see.

"Ah Fu?" Brussy pushed back the tilted milk jug, frowned and looked at the butler worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

Alfred has always been a perfect housekeeper, where would he lose his composure to the point of spilling milk?At least Bruce never saw it.

Ah Fu suddenly came back to his senses, lowered his eyes to hide the look in his eyes: "Sorry, Master Bruce."

Bruce watched his expression.The butler looked calm, but turned his eyes slightly when his eyes met Brucey's.

"Sorry." Alfred repeated.

"It's not like your style, Ah Fu." Brucey didn't allow him to hide, and stared straight at the old housekeeper, "You haven't been quite right since yesterday. Is something wrong?"

He looked at Alfred: "Did something happen to Bruce?"

"It's nothing, Master Bruce." Afu said, "It's just that Master Bruce planned to play some extreme sports yesterday, which made me a little worried."

--Extreme sport?

It does sound like a reason for Alfred to be distracted, but Brucey always feels that something is wrong.

Can just extreme sports make Alfred lose his composure to such an extent?

The old butler could pour a glass of milk with his eyes closed, but he almost let the milk overflow just now.This is wrong, this is so wrong.Bruce frowned suspiciously, and looked at Alfred carefully.

For a moment, Alfred could almost see Batman's gaze in those blue eyes—the kind of gaze that seemed to see through all appearances and directly hit people's inner thoughts.

Alfred blinked, without showing a guilty expression.

Bruce still frowned, as if he was determined to find out the result.Alfred urged: "It's your working time, Master Bruce."

Indeed, as Alfred said, there are only twenty minutes to work.You must know that Wayne Building is located in the center of Gotham, not a short distance from Wayne Manor on the outskirts of the city.

Brucey still insisted on doing his job well... Although his immediate boss, Bruce, hadn't shown up for several days, he wasn't fighting for Bruce.Brucey's self-esteem does not allow himself to back down lightly because of a little difficulty.

Bruce picked up his things and gave Alfred a reconfirmation look.The old butler smiled at him, and Bruce reluctantly went to the company in peace.

Alfred's forced smile disappeared instantly.

He walked in a hurry, simply arranged for servants to clean up the manor, and walked into the bat cave alone.

The computer that has been turned on for a long time is still empty, and the previous map positioning is still in place. I don’t know whether its owner has entered the signal shielding area or something happened.

The old butler sighed.

This positioning has been like this since yesterday evening.Before that, Batman had just sent the last message, saying that the investigation of the Golden Circle had preliminary results and that he was going to the opponent's base.

Then Batman and Iron Man went out of touch together.

This morning, when Alfred routinely paid attention to the morning paper, he discovered that the place where Bruce was last located was reported to have exploded—this was the culprit that made Mr. Steward uneasy.He has no one to share this worry with, so he can only bear it secretly... Who told his favorite child to choose this path so resolutely?

Bruce walked so resolutely, Alfred knew that he couldn't persuade the child he had watched grow up - he had grown up and become a man who was truly responsible for himself.It's just that Ah Fu would rather he be a child forever and ever... At least in this way, the wealth of the Wayne family is enough for Bruce to live a happy and carefree life instead of carrying more and more scars and walking down like that.

But at the same time, the housekeeper also knows that this is an impossible expectation.

He buried his face in his hands and closed his eyes tightly.

"Drip, drop, drop," the sound of the instrument sounded in the empty bat cave.

Alfred looked up sharply.The little red dot on the screen in front of him jumped up and down, moving quickly in the direction of Gotham.The cold voice from the system in his ears was as vivid as a heartbeat, which cheered up the old housekeeper who was in a negative mood.

"Hello? Hello?" A voice came from the special communication channel, "Is there really someone on the opposite side of this thing? Is there still 24 hours to wait?"

Alfred ignored the other's soliloquy.He heard it immediately, the opposite was Tony Stark who had just visited a few days ago!

It's Iron Man!

The old butler pursed his lips to suppress his excitement, and calmly pulled out his voice changer: "Hello, this is Penny One."

"It's actually someone!" Tony whispered in surprise.

"Batman is injured, he wants me to use this channel to inform you, where should I land?" Iron Man asked, "He needs to be treated immediately. There is also a blood transfusion, preferably whole blood."

"Wayne Manor is fine." Alfred did not hesitate.

"It's not a hospital?" Tony muttered over there.With Alfred's firm guarantee, he revised his destination.

Communications down.

Alfred looked at the little red dot that was getting closer and closer, and couldn't help showing a smile - as long as it's okay, even if it's injured, it's good to come back alive.

He stood up and hurried to the private helipad behind Wayne Manor.

After working with superheroes for the first time before, Batman already had a plan for what might happen.The private helipad has been adapted to open up a direct access to the Batcave in an adjacent hideaway.In the small house not far away, a large amount of supplies needed for first aid were also prepared, in order to prevent today's situation.

Bruce didn't want to be just injured and comatose, and when he woke up, he found that he had completely lost his horse——Wayne was Batman's patron, and anyone with a discerning heart couldn't hide it. In this way, using Wayne's identity to cover for Batman It is also more convenient.

Iron Man dragged a long air wave and landed on the tarmac, with Batman in his arms being held by the princess.

The dark, long cloak was dragged limply on the ground, following Tony's footsteps, a bloodstain was drawn on the ground.Alfred's eyebrows jumped, and he quickly pushed the flat bed forward: "Just put him on it, sir."

When I got closer, I saw that Batman's armor from his shoulders to his right chest had been completely broken, exposing his bloody chest underneath.Most of the blood on the cape came from here.

Tony puts Batman down.

"He has three scratches on his left shoulder, which is the deepest. There is probably one bite on his left calf, and there are more wounds on his back, but they are not particularly serious." He hurriedly introduced Batman's injuries.Watching Alfred take Batman carefully, he looked up at himself again, "What are you doing? Hurry up and save your master!"

"I already know, what else is there to hide?" Tony said anxiously, "What's the use of delaying treatment to cover up your identity?"

"I already knew he was Bruce Wayne."

"Hurry up and rescue!"

"...Thank you, Mr. Stark." Alfred moved his fingers, but insisted, "But please leave first."

"I promise Batman will get the best treatment."

Iron Man seemed to curse something in a low voice.Out of concern for his comrades-in-arms, he really stopped entanglement, and in a blink of an eye, there was only an inconspicuous dot left.Alfred immediately took Bruce to the Batcave.

The vibration of the flat car woke up the wounded.

Batman opened his eyes with some difficulty and blinked blankly.The familiar dim light in the bat cave shone into his eyes, making the man's eyes look dazzled.

"Ah Fu." The restless wounded even wanted to prop himself up to sit up.

"You'd better stop messing with your poor body, sir." Alfred seemed to have eyes behind his back, "I can repair broken dolls, but I can't restore the cotton wool to its original shape."

"Don't worry, these are flesh wounds," Bruce said, "It's just scary to look at."

"You've got a fever, sir."

The tone of the butler's retort was vaguely accusatory.

Alfred helped him take off all the armor on his body.As the old butler had said before, Bruce's naked body looked like a rag doll that had been scratched, gouged, and ripped apart.The freshest wound on his body was the one on his shoulder. Besides that, the wound on his calf was also particularly scary.

It looks like tooth marks from being bitten, but each tooth mark is full of black blood holes.The wound had obviously been treated briefly, with only a few scorched marks and blisters from the burn remaining on the surface.Several of them have been worn out by the armor, revealing the water-drenched insides.

It was probably the wound infection here that caused Bruce to develop a fever.

Alfred just glanced at it and frowned.

"It's a mechanical dog," Bruce said, half-jokingly, "Foo, I think next time my armor needs to be able to resist electric drills."

"Who would have thought that Batman would be injured by an electric drill?"

Alfred ignored the joke.Facing Bruce's wound, the housekeeper couldn't laugh at all.

"Why don't you use your styptic powder?" he asked, "I think you should have one with you."

"Because Iron Man was also injured." Bruce looked at his miserable calf, and smiled a little, "Okay, Fu, it's just a flesh injury. Burning to stop the bleeding is also useful, isn't it?"

—but that would hurt!

The author has something to say: Pay attention to your body, Batman! 【Hate iron but not steel】