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

"Brucie!"

Brucey raised his head from the computer to look at Tony, and subconsciously laughed: "What's the matter?"

Putting everything aside, getting along with Tony is really a joyful thing.He is a very good boss, he doesn't mind Brucey arranging his time in his free time, and he never vents his negative emotions to his subordinates...Although he occasionally does something that makes people itch, but who told him Is it Iron Man?

Even if there are really employees who are not interested in Iron Man, Tony's high salary is enough to make them forget that little bit of unhappiness.

"Oh, nothing, I just wanted to call you." Tony said.

Probably because he encountered something pleasant, his eyebrows were beaming, and his neatly trimmed mustache seemed to be flying.

"Did something good happen?" Bruce asked him.

Tony immediately suppressed the smile on his face, put his fist on his lips and coughed reservedly, and said vaguely: "It's nothing, but I found that some things are different from what I thought."

He was obviously very happy, and even if he used his fist to block it, he didn't hide the happy curve of his lips.

"That must be something important to you."

Bruce was happy for him.

On the contrary, Tony became uncomfortable. He pursed his lips and said awkwardly: "It doesn't count..."

At this age, it was not easy for him to admit that he was happy because of his father's approval.Tony's eyes wandered for a moment, and then his eyebrows brightened again: "There is a solution to the problem of palladium poisoning!"

He glanced at Brucey, and found his personal doctor sincerely relieved: "That's great."

"I'll go to the lab," Tony said. "It'll be about...two or three hours. You can ask the old Popsicle to order a big meal and celebrate tonight!"

"By the way, where's the old Popsicle?"

"Steve just went to the gym."

"Oh——" Tony pulled his tone, "he hasn't gotten used to using electronic products to pass the time yet?"

"I think this is a good habit?"

Tony shrugged: "Anyway, at least you can teach him how to order food with a smartphone tonight?" He waved his hand and got into the elevator leading to the laboratory.

Bruce shook his head with a smile.

Interrupted by Tony, he lost the mood to continue reviewing.Brussy sorted out the review materials spread out on Tony's desk, and walked upstairs to the gym along the corridor.

The gym has been expanded several times after Steve arrived, and a lot of equipment has been quietly added... Some people are like this, complaining that Steve can't adapt to modern life, but in fact they are accommodating the other party's Habit.

Steve is punching the bag.

Captain America's body is amazingly fit. As he moves, his muscles tense and relax, as if with a special rhythm.

When they first met, Brussie was surprised that someone had the same body as Batman...

Privately, Brussie suspects that Steve is more muscular than Batman.

It's a pity that Bruce's suits are all handmade, and they won't highlight the man's good figure like Steve's T-shirt, and Batman's armor at least widens Bruce's figure... Otherwise, they can really Stand together and compare.

With a final 'hiss—', the filling in the sandbag fell to the ground again.

"Brucie?" Steve wiped off the sweat from his forehead, turned around and smiled, "What do you want me to do?"

"It's nothing, Tony asked me to come to you and said that I would order a big meal to celebrate tonight."

Bruce looked at the time.

It's only four o'clock in the afternoon, and it's still early for dinner.Tony will not come out after entering the laboratory for a while.

He was eager to try: "There is still time, why don't you teach me how to fight again?"

Steve smiled, "Of course."

That lofty status aside, Captain America has been pretty talkative in life.When Brucey first proposed that he wanted to learn fighting, he was still a little nervous. He didn't expect Steve to agree so readily—he didn't even ask why Brucey wanted to learn fighting, so he just accepted it. Get off this student.

In Steve's words, Brucey is also helping him adapt to the new world and new technology. As a friend, he seems to have no reason to refuse to teach him fighting?

Steve even found Bruce's surprised reaction a bit strange.

Brucey's fighting skills have been quite proficient after practice.

He blocked Steve's elbow, then took a step back, took advantage of the momentum to gather strength, stepped forward, and kicked sideways.

Steve smiled. "Not bad." He let go of the palm that caught Brucey's kick.

"But you still caught it." Bruce was dissatisfied.

"It's a matter of strength," Steve said. "How long have you started practicing? Now the progress has surpassed many ordinary people. Don't be too ambitious."

Of course Bruce knows this.

He had never learned fighting before, and he only learned half a month with Steve.Knowing how to counterattack the enemy's offensive is enough to show that he is talented, and Steve is also a good teacher.But if you want to go further, even draw with Steve... it is absolutely impossible to do it in a short time.

He frowned.

"Isn't there a more lethal way of fighting?" he asked, "I think this style of fighting is too gentle. The enemy on the battlefield doesn't care about fighting rules, right?"

Steve glanced at him.

"I don't think I ever asked you," he said, "Brucey, why do you want to learn to fight?"

Brucey is just an ordinary person. Judging from Tony's usual relationship with the young man, his financial conditions should be quite good - it's normal for such a young man to want to learn fighting, but if he pursues instant success like Brucey, then It seemed a little strange.

Captain America couldn't think of the reason why Bruce was so eager to improve his combat effectiveness.

Bruce was silent.

The reason for learning to fight?

...not yet Bruce!

"Someone I'm very close to," he muses his words, "who's been secretly a superhero—though he won't admit it... Anyway, he puts on his uniform every day and sneaks out to fight criminals."

"I only discovered it a while ago," Bruce thought for a while, "he always hurts himself..."

"Are you worried about him?" Steve's eyes seem to be able to contain everything.

"No...well, yes, I do worry about him." Bruce frowned. "He almost gave up his normal life for a career under uniform...and—"

"And you think that's too dangerous."

Brucey didn't speak, it was a tacit agreement.

Steve sat down cross-legged, patted the place beside him to signal Bruce to sit down too: "So when you learn to fight, do you want to know him better? Or do you want to help him?"

"..." Bruce was silent.

"Actually, I don't know." He said, "I know that even if I learn to fight, it will be difficult for me to reach his level."

He looked down, looking a little frustrated.

"But I don't want to watch him take risks."

"I used to have a friend." Steve didn't answer his confusion, "We have a very good relationship - we grew up together and almost never separated. I dare say, he is the person who understands me best in the world. "

"Later, when the war broke out, he went to join the army, and I was dismissed many times due to physical reasons." Steve said, "I was also worried at that time."

He recalled the past, with a nostalgic and sad smile on his lips.

"Of course I'd be worried—it's war!"

"I was terrified that someone would tell me that my best friend had died for his country. Or that he came back with an irreversible disability..." Steve said. "Even then, I wouldn't stop him Stepping into battle - he's doing the right thing, why should I stop him?"

"I suppose that's how you feel right now?"

Steve looked over.

Captain America's blue eyes are a completely different color from others. His eyes are like the transparent sky, never blocked by dark clouds, nor dimmed by storms.

Being looked at by him like this is like a blue sky accepting a small dark cloud with tolerance.

"You don't want to stop him, do you?"

"Correct."

Steve smiled with a relaxed tone: "Of course, you also know what happened later - I finally joined the army and became the only super soldier in the United States..."

"In the end, I still couldn't fight alongside him."

"Why are you so surprised?"

"This should be in your history textbooks, right?" Steve said, "When he was fighting the German army to the death, I was dancing with beautiful women to sell bonds-speaking of it, it is also a kind of reason The country has contributed."

Brucey... Brucey really doesn't know.

In his world, the story of Captain America has not been printed in the history books, and there is no such person as Steve Rogers in history.

"Finally, we are together. Fighting side by side like we expected, he was my best friend and my best second-in-command...and then he died, in our last battle."

Bruce looks at Steve worriedly.

"Actually, it was expected." He said, "There were too many sacrifices at that time, and even I was just one of them."

"...At that time, I didn't expect that I would come back to life later."

"The world is fine right now."

Steve was silent for a while.

"Sorry, I seem to have strayed from the topic unconsciously." He turned his head to look at Brucey again, "I just want to say, if you are worried about him now, then do your best to catch up with him and be with him." Fight by your side...or be his back, when he's at the end of the ropes—hold him up when he's falling, and keep him from falling."

"Anyway, I hope I can help you."

"...I see." Bruce hugged his knees, thoughtful.

The author has something to say: My tears are so low...I think of it...Wow! !

Originally, this story was just about the fairy love of Narcissus, but when it was written, other people couldn't stop writing... Everyone is so kind!

Brucey is chatting with his bosom brother Steve, and Baby Bruce is still Batman in Gotham XD

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