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

"Bruce Wayne?"

"Is that Bruce Wayne?"

"Why is Wayne alone?"

"Wayne is alone!"

As soon as Brucey walked into the cafeteria, his eyes shot over, making him subconsciously stop in place.

It wasn't the kind of gaze that gave a casual glance when he noticed a stranger approaching—Bruci didn't know how to describe it. At first, the gaze seemed to be sizing up, but then it became hot, like ribbons wrapped one after another. He is wrapped in the middle.

Brucey's foot paused for a long time before stepping on it, almost thinking that he was wearing his clothes backwards.

Before he understood the situation, he tentatively walked a few steps into the cafeteria, and found that his eyes did not diverge from his body, but became more closely following him.

But after watching for a long time, it seems that no one came up to strike up a conversation.On the contrary, a photographer with a camera in the corner of the restaurant stands out.Brucey took a few glances and found that he seemed to be interviewing some celebrity.

He looked away, touched a plate and started looking for something to eat.

"Bruce—" a gust of fragrant wind passed by him, and in the blink of an eye, a big beauty leaned on the table with food, "Didn't you recommend the caviar here to me before? I think today is just right There is."

The beauty smiled sweetly, and before Bruce could speak, she reached out to pick up the spoon for scooping up the caviar, and pulled out a beautiful waistcoat line from her flexible waist.

"???" The woman bit down the end of the sound coquettishly, trying to prevent Brucey from knowing whether she was calling herself or not.The attitude of the other party is too familiar, and Brucey is not sure whether it is some kind of way to strike up a conversation or it is from Bruce's rotten love.

No way, he did devote himself to studying medicine before, but he couldn't hold back the face of his parents, which was really attractive.Every time there is a fellowship, there will always be various beautiful seniors who come to strike up a conversation with me.There are also various methods, and it is not uncommon to go too far than this...

Brucey thought for a while, and said in a regular manner: "Thank you, miss. But I don't seem to know you?"

The expression on the woman's face suddenly changed, she felt aggrieved: "You clearly said that no one who met me would forget..."

"Bruce~" "Bruce~" "Boo..."

Before he had time to hear what the other party said, Bruce was surrounded by a group of yingyanyans, and the lady who had talked to him before was blocked from seeing her face at all.

All kinds of perfumes surrounded Brucey, almost making the man unable to hold back the smile on his face.

He is sure now.The ladies in front of them, either named Bruce or Bruce, were all rotten peach blossoms caused by Bruce.

"..."

Everyone wants to occupy the nearest position to Wayne, unlike Bruce, he has the force bonus brought by his hidden identity.He was directly squeezed to the point where he could not stand still, pitifully holding the empty plate that was going to hold the food in front of his chest, as if he was guarding his last virginity.

Oh damn it-

How on earth did Bruce keep the scene under control? !

"Hi, girls!" Brucey raised one hand in a quiet gesture, thinking of Bruce's usual laughing manner.

"Calm down!" he raised his voice.

It does seem to work, the circle around him does quiet down, giving Brussy some room to stand.

"Sorry," Bruce said, straightening his clothes, "I know this is sad news—but you've got the wrong person."

"Bruce Wayne is my brother. He is in Gotham now." He is probably still recovering from his injuries in bed.

Bruce suddenly felt a little guilty.

This little bit of guilt is the same as the scattered ladies, and the blink of an eye is much less.

It wasn't Bruce Wayne that really turned most people off, but Brucey was also the center of all sorts of gossip lately - quite a few people knew that Bruce had acknowledged the younger brother's inheritance.This means that even if Bruce doesn't have billionaires like Bruce, he is at least a millionaire.

Looking at the face that looks like Bruce, many female models are still moved.After all, that was the face of the little prince of Gotham!Many people are willing to spend money with him... Cough, the spring breeze came once.

While the crowd was scattered and gathered like this, Brucey accidentally saw a pair of clear blue eyes looking over pitifully.

——That seems to be the little reporter who was interviewing just now?

Those eyes were blocked by a shaking figure in a blink of an eye, Brucey recalled with difficulty, and found the interview subject among the nearby ladies: "Miss, I guess you were still working just now? It's not good to just run away like this." ?”

Saying this is an instant.

The next moment, the person he was talking to was pushed out of the crowd by the girls: "That's right, work is more important~"

All kinds of hairstyles were dangling in front of him, and Brussie couldn't be sure whether the lady went back for an interview... In short, he could only help here.

Baby Bruce hugged the plate tightly to her chest.

"Hi, honey?" Iron Man flew in from the balcony. "Girls?"

The gorgeous colors and light effects draw most of the attention away.Brucey finally had time to follow the ladies who turned their heads and look at the beautiful gold-red humanoid armor--the plating of the armor gleamed under the bright light, and it really looked like a magic weapon. drop.

...At least for this moment, Brucey sincerely thanked Iron Man for coming.

The moon surrounded by stars changed from Brucey to suddenly appearing Iron Man in the blink of an eye.

Stark is obviously much more comfortable than Brucey.

With just a few words, most of the ladies were coaxed into smiles and left obediently according to his request. Only one or two girls who admired Iron Man were still lingering behind.

Bruce secretly revealed shocking eyes.

Iron Man took a few steps and stopped in front of Bruce.

"Pfft," he couldn't help laughing, "Why are you still holding this plate? Don't worry, no one will covet your pectoral muscles now."

Bruce's eyes widened, stunned for a moment.

He hastily let go of the hand holding the plate, flustered, and the plate almost fell on the ground: "I..."

Iron Man quickly took the plate in his hands, so dexterous that it didn't look like armor made of machines.

It was funny how Brucey gaped.

Especially putting that look on Batman's face... Tony couldn't help but let out a snort.

"You come with me."

The iron armor's laughter stopped so quickly that Bruce almost thought that the laughter he heard was an illusion.

After hesitating for a moment, the golden-red armor was about to walk out of the restaurant.

Glancing at the girls scattered around the restaurant with lingering fear, Brucey didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly followed Iron Man out of the cafeteria.

The little reporter who was still conducting the interview glanced in his direction.

Iron Man stood waiting for him in the hallway outside the cafeteria.

It felt completely different from facing Stark.

Brussie couldn't forget Iron Man's heart-pounding response to the Kryptonian invasion.Iron Man obviously just stood there with his chest crossed, and he felt that the other party seemed to have a heroic halo on him - just like when Batman's identity was not revealed.

Thinking of Batman, Bruce immediately calmed down.

"Mr. Stark?" He looked at the armor even with a little vigilance.

"I don't know what you have to do with me?"

The armor shrugged smartly: "Well... I heard that you encountered a little difficulty, so I want to remind you - my previous promise will always be valid."

What promise?

In Bruce's impression, Stark only made a promise to himself once——

"It seems you remember?"

The voice of the armor still sounded a little happy.He tilted his head and asked, "Do you need me to fulfill my promise now?"

Bruce looked at him suspiciously.

I have only left Gotham for less than three hours, where did this guy get the news?Could it be that Bruce asked Stark for help?

Thinking of this possibility, Brussy suddenly had complicated emotions.Bruce obviously put on a look of not caring about himself, why did he find someone else to take care of his life?

...Or, did he misunderstand what Bruce meant?

"Did Bruce call you here?" His tone couldn't tell whether it was resistance or expectation.

"Of course not!" Tony said decisively.

When Bruce called, he said that there was some conflict between him and Bruce. If Bruce knew that his help came from Bruce, please, the other party would probably not accept it.

——how can that work?

Batman had just saved his own life, and Tony had to do what Bruce asked him to do perfectly.

"Do you have a source of income now?" he cut off Bruce's question.

"No, but..."

"Do you have a permanent place to stay now?"

"not yet……"

Sensing Tony's intention to interrupt, Bruce frowned and sped up his speech: "But I have money in hand now, and I will be able to stabilize in two days."

"Sweetheart, you said it will take two more days." Tony said, "Since there are better options right now, why waste that time?"

Bruce was already beginning to doubt his purpose.

How can there be such a person who does not seek benefits but for selfless devotion?Even if the richest man in New York really has a lot of money, how could he just pick himself?

"We are not familiar with it." He politely declined.

"Oh, come on," Tony said with a smile, "We've obviously met several times, and we've had a really good conversation."

"You are a clone, even if you still have the money Wayne gave you, it will be spent sooner or later." He advised earnestly, "It is the last word to plan for the future while you are now."

"I—" Brussie paused.

His eyes widened—Stark always thought he was a clone of Bruce?

Then he felt that clones had no special skills, and he was afraid that he would not be able to survive outside, so he ran here to help?

Everything seemed to make sense.

Brucey was moved and funny at the same time, looking at Iron Man with much softer eyes.

He has always had little resistance to people with good intentions.Especially when the opponent is Iron Man, a man who has become a superhero as a billionaire.If it weren't for doubting that Tony had that kind of idea for Bruce, Brucey would have already had a good impression of Iron Man.

Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, Bruce can no longer be cold-faced towards Iron Man.

"You came here from New York just to help a clone?" He still questioned, "Are all superheroes this idle, Mr. Stark?"

"Tony." Tony corrected him.

"and……"

"Who said I was here?"

The steel armor snapped open, revealing the empty interior.Tony's voice was smiling: "If you are ready, you can come and try the feeling of flying now."

"Ready to come with me?" he asked, "and ditch that bastard Bruce Wayne?"

The author has something to say: Me: ah ah ah ah ah ah take me away!Who can refuse this! (dbq, I am such a nonsense with no position)

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