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

Bruce's armor is a beautiful dark blue.Adhering to Iron Man's consistent flamboyant style, it looks like an ordinary dark blue armor from the front. When the light changes, you can see the blue crystal sand under the surface coating, like the night sky sprinkled with broken diamonds. Discover the stars that shine.

Batman:  …

He looked critically at the armor that couldn't hide the light flowing even in the dim light of the Batcave.

"The armor is beautiful, Master Bruce."

The "Dang Bang" bat mark landed on Brucey's armor, leaving an inconspicuous scratch.

Batman looked up sharply, staring at Bruce sternly.

Bruce: "Thank you, Fu..."

"Why don't you hide?" Batman's low-pitched question interrupted Brucey.

He put his cat ear helmet on and looked over suspiciously, at a loss: "Am I going to hide?" Could it be that Bruce was testing the hardness of the armor...?

"When you encounter an attack, you should hide." Batman said sternly, and the words were accompanied by a swift wind of fist.

Bruce flew back in a hurry.

"I thought we were just checking armor?"

Batman's grappling hook wrapped around Brucey's ankle, making the sound of metal clattering.Brucey was shaken unsteadily by the pull, and quickly manipulated the armor to increase the power.

"At all times, you should be on the defensive rather than relying on armor." Batman is ruthless.Withdrawing the claws, the distance between the two quickly narrowed, "If you didn't have armor, you would have died just now."

——But it was you who checked the armor!

Bruce wanted to say that, but Bruce made a real move, and the distance between the two quickly narrowed.

He fired a laser beam to cut off the claws.

Batman had expected it, and before the steel cable lost its strength, he quickly relayed and grabbed Brucey's ankle before he knew it.

"Too slow," Batman said coldly.

Even though he was still below Brucey, Brucey could only feel a burst of overwhelming pressure from Bruce - a feeling that peaked when Batman began to attack his armored ankle.

Even though he was wrapped in armor, Bruce's body was visibly tensed and straightened, like a longbow stretched to the limit, and the fist of his right hand was the sharp arrow that was about to be shot.

Brucey backed away in a hurry, and the armor led Batman dangling over the Batcave, dangerously passing through several stalactites hanging from the cave walls.

At least that interrupted Bruce's attack.

Brucey heaved a sigh of relief, facing a white face:! ! !

Cat ear armor takes Batman through sharp turns at speed.But the distance was too close, even though Brucey's reaction was quick and Tony's armor was extremely sensitive, Bruce's calf was still about to hit the stone pillar.

"What are you thinking?!" Batman kicked, his arms strangled the neck of Brucey's armor, "I am your enemy! Put away this affectionate look!"

"You have to defeat your enemy before you can be sentimental!"

Batman flexed his arms.

Of course, Tony's armor wouldn't be easily breached, but Bruce, who was strangled to death by Bruce, couldn't adjust his perspective at all, so he could only passively look up.

Bruce grabs Bruce's arm with both hands.

"Is that all?"

Batman's voice was cold.

"Bruce, I don't want to fight you - I can't control the strength of the armor myself!" If it's an enemy, it's okay to be slightly injured.Anyway, under the AI ​​control power, there will be no life crisis. Even if the situation is serious, Brucey, who is a doctor himself, can give first aid.

But not Bruce.

Brucey couldn't add any wounds to the opponent.

"Then control." Batman is ruthless, "Control yourself, control your tools, only when you know what you can do with it, can you have the capital to protect yourself."

He didn't let up on Brucey at all.

Brucey was so short of breath by the angle of elevation that he was ruthless, relying on the braking force of the armor to break off Bruce's arm.

'Ding Ling Dang Bang' the forearm of Batman's armor shot out several flying bat marks.The sharp corners scratched the fingers of Brucey's armor, cutting several obvious marks.

"Be careful, it's an electric shock device." Batman even reminded him with ease.

Bruce's screen went black.

He was wrapped in pitch-black armor, and in front of him was the countdown to the rapid activation of the backup circuit.Bruce felt a palpable jolt in the armor's insulated package.

Presumably he fell to the ground.

"The backup system has been reset and is being turned on for you."

"Close," Bruce said.

The interior of the armor returned to darkness.The thick metal blocked all sounds from the outside world, and he seemed to be in a dark and airtight box. Only a simple life support mechanism ensured that Bruce could have enough oxygen.

Bruce didn't know what he was thinking.

"What are you doing?" Bruce lifted his helmet.Batman didn't know when he took off his mask, revealing that handsome face.

Contrary to what was shown on the outside, the handsome baby Bruce looked serious: "Brucie? What are you thinking?" Lying on the ground for 5 minutes without moving, even without opening his vision - Bruce was afraid that he would strike too hard. People cast a psychological shadow.

Bruce exhales.

He supported himself and sat up, his short hair was messy: "It's nothing."

Bruce held his cat ear helmet in his arms, and controlled the AI ​​to take off the armor: "I just feel like I've failed too much."

"..." Oops, Bruce thought deeply.

Brucey flopped down in Batman's usual seat in frustration, and glanced up at Bruce.He really felt that as long as he continued to work hard, he would be able to help Bruce one day.

Although it is possible that I went back before then, but that is just a 'possibility'.

I have persisted and worked hard on this matter for so long, but found that my ability is insignificant in front of Bruce. Let alone helping him, it is a good thing not to burden him...

"I never thought of asking you for help." Bruce answered naturally, and sat down on the bat table.

——Did you speak out yourself?

Bruce lowered his head in depression, his eyes drifted unconsciously to the helmet on Bruce's lap.Batman's hood has empty eyes, and what appears to be a grinning mouth underneath.

Bruce: "..."

He's miraculously not even angry at Bruce's words.He even felt that the smile on the helmet looked quite mocking, as if mocking his own overreach.

Maybe Bruce didn't need help at all?

He mutters in a low voice that sounds more like he's talking to himself than to Bruce.Bruce froze for a moment, softening his expression.

"Brucie," he said gently, "you want to help me, and that's a help to me."

Bruce looked up at him, and Bruce, who wasn't too familiar with revealing his heart, blinked and looked back with firm, soft blue eyes.This is a look that mixes the dual characteristics of Wayne Baby and Batman.After so long hiding the real Bruce behind the two masks, Brucey finally caught a glimpse of a corner——

Those blue eyes were stunningly beautiful.

Bruce thought blankly.

"Besides, Tony didn't design this armor for you to fight." Bruce turned back into Batman again, "This is a device to protect you from space jumps."

"Basic sustaining materials, outdoor supplies, both defensive and offensive functions are stocked... to ensure that you will not face survival difficulties when you arrive in the new world." He said, "I even prepared some for you U.S. dollars—although this might turn out to be a currency in another world, but be prepared.”

As if uncomfortable with his brief candor, Bruce introduced the armor to Bruce.

Bruce's armor refers to the armor of Batman and Iron Man, and has two power systems of reactor and mechanical power, just to ensure that Bruce can be protected in any situation.While Iron Man's face when he took over the blueprints for the (several generations behind) Batman's armor from Batman was silly enough to make Superman fall from the sky, Tony pulls it off pretty well.

The armor is light and durable, and the defense is also good.If Bruce hadn't deliberately cut off the main line hidden in the palm of his hand just now, Bruce wouldn't have lost so quickly.

"Wait." The more Bruce heard it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Everything about the armor sounds like it's designed for space jumping, but...

"I remember when Tony gave me the armor, the Battle of New York hadn't happened yet?" He narrowed his eyes suspiciously, and regained the vigilance that belonged to Wayne, "At that time, the Rubik's Cube didn't explode at all, why did you design such a set of armor? ?”

"—what else are you hiding from me?"

Bruce choked.

"Tony's new reactor comes from the Rubik's Cube in the universe. Under the power of the reactor, he briefly saw you in the future in the parallel world."

"...I don't think it's that simple," Bruce said. "I didn't make it back, did I?"

At times like this, Bruce really wishes Bruce wasn't so damn sharp—even though it's a deep-seated instinct they both share.

"Stop saying things like 'for your own good' at times like this. Bruce, I want to know the truth."

Bruce: "..."

"As an outsider, you are repelled by the world consciousness, and you are constantly falling from one world to another new world." He explained briefly.

"So I became a homeless person?" Brucey looked at him, as if he had seen through everything, "People in other worlds can't be as friendly as you, can they?"

Bruce acquiesced.

"In that parallel world without Iron Man and New York War—" This world might be different.

Bruce laughed.

That was the laugh that Bruce didn't expect Brucey to make, with a bit of sarcasm and indifference, as if nothing he said would help.

But Brucey is obviously a very optimistic person.

News of this level shouldn't hit him so hard...

Bruce stopped, carefully observing the expression on Brucey's face: "Are you angry?" Why?

"..." Probably the confusion in his eyes was so obvious that Bruce sneered, "Yes, I'm angry."

"Bruce Wayne! When will you learn to be honest?!"