[Zhongyingmei] Don't panic, I can still live!

"I have a way to make it disappear." Nemo said, looking up into Bruce's eyes.

Bruce raised an eyebrow, motioning for him to continue.

"I don't have enough magic power now, I need you...provide me with some magic power."

Bruce exaggeratedly took a catty: "Is there really magic in this world? This is really amazing."

Nemo followed him, pretending to be distressed and said, "Oops, I can't hide it. I'm actually Alice's fairy godfather."

Bruce smiled, not sure if he believed it or not.

"How do you want me to help you?"

"Hmm... Actually, I just found out that your blood seems to be able to provide me with magic power." Nemo cast his gaze on the man's gunshot shoulder.

Bruce lowered his eyes along his line of sight, no blood stains could be seen on his black shirt, and the sticky and wet feeling reminded him belatedly, as an ordinary young master who had been shot wounded, was it a little bit alive and kicking? Collapse?

"So I'm really on your recipe?" Bruce raised an eyebrow.

"I can help you take out the bullet." Nemo said with a guilty conscience, "So, can you provide me with a little blood so that I can dispose of this thing?" He pointed to the ice sculpture in the air and put his hands together: "I don't want to be caught and dissected in a lab yet, please."

Bruce didn't speak, he watched Nemo silently, as if evaluating the veracity of what he said.

"Or for the sake of preventing a tragic explosion just now and saving your property and life?" Nemo continued to increase his chips.

Bruce looked at him suspiciously: "So, you want to suck my blood?"

Ah, summed up by him, it sounds pretty evil.Although in essence he summed it up correctly.

"Is it okay? I promise, just a little bit." Nemo didn't refute, but just used a more humble and weak posture, trying to add some sympathy points.

Bruce leaned forward and knelt on the chair Nemo was sitting on. He approached Nemo's face from top to bottom, and his breath mixed with the smell of blood rushed towards Nemo: "Tell me, doctor, you Do you just want to suck my blood, or anyone else?"

Nemo has been tortured by the loss of magic power and the side effects left after using the ban, so he can't maintain his sanity. He can only follow his own perception and answer Bruce's question honestly.

"Your and only yours."

Bruce stared at him for a while, before finally pulling away slowly.

The siren had already sounded downstairs, and Bruce took a few steps back, sitting casually on the desk behind him.

He slowly unbuttoned the two buttons on the neckline of the shirt that was not high, and frivolously took off the shirt on one side of his arm, exposing his injured shoulder and half of his blood-stained chest.

"I allow you to enjoy me, my vampire doctor." Bruce looked at Nemo who was still sitting on the chair in a daze, and spoke slowly, like an evil creature tempting to eat the forbidden fruit.

The man in front of him is now covered in blood, and the bruises and swollen marks on his face make him look far less handsome than when he first appeared in front of Nemo today. He is now like a piece of paper that is about to be stained, making people want to take care of him. The finishing is flat, or, thoroughly crumbled.

Nemo thought, my sense of aesthetics is probably broken. Why did I feel pity for the battle-damaged Bruce? The combat power he showed just now can clearly beat ten of you with one punch.

He stood up and walked over to Bruce, who sat on the table and stared at him wantonly.

As he walked up to him, Bruce handed him a Batarang.

"use this."

?Nemo looked at him suspiciously.

Bruce raised the corners of his lips, grabbed Nemo's hand, and put the Batarang in his hand.

"Aren't you going to help me dig bullets?"

Nemo took the batarang, without looking at Bruce's face, he gently pressed the edge of the blade against the gap between Bruce's shoulder blade and humerus, jamming the bullet's wound.

"I can't help you shield your senses now, so it will hurt a little, are you sure?"

Bruce raised his hand to brush the bruise on Nemo's cheek, which was the mark he was beaten by the clown's men on the helicopter because he hit the clown himself.

"It's okay, doctor, as long as it's from you, I can accept it." Bruce's deep voice seemed to be encouraging the other party to hurt himself.

With a slight squeeze on Nemo's wrist, the batart cut open Bruce's wound.

"Hmm..." Bruce clenched his back teeth, his neck and temples were bulging with veins.

Nemo moved quickly. He quickly cut a cross on Bruce's wound, then pierced the wound with the corner of the batarang, tilted his wrist at a suitable angle and exerted force instantly. He picked out the brass-colored bullet. .

Before Bruce could say a word to praise him, Nemo had already held his shoulder: "I'm sorry."

He lowered his head and pressed his lips to Bruce's bloody wound.

"hiss--"

Not too painful, but a very strange feeling.

Bruce inserted one hand into Nemo's hair, wanting to use force uncontrollably, but realized that although the doctor was mysterious, his skull might not be able to withstand his full force like ordinary humans.

At present, most of the sense organs in the wound are pain, but with the faint swallowing sound, there is a little tingling feeling again.Gradually, Bruce had the illusion that part of his soul was being swallowed with the flow of blood.

The thrill of this mysterious side is anxiety-provoking.

Bruce lowered his eyes to the doctor's soft curls, and his exposed neck.

"Doctor, are you alright? I feel like I'm a little... um, bleeding?" After enduring the feeling of uncontrollable agitation for a while, Bruce gently grabbed Nemo's hair and pulled him away from his part. The skin near the chest.

The doctor didn't resist, he obediently followed the strength of Bruce's hand to pull away from him, the moment he left his skin, Bruce even felt his tongue licking his wound.

This made all the hairs on Bruce's body stand on end.

The doctor looked at him with pure and innocent eyes, with a hint of grievance that the small animal was interrupted from eating.

What the hell is this bad association?Nemo Carlos is no harmless critter.

Maybe the blood loss affected my sanity.Bruce thought.

The doctor's lips were bright red, and his blood still remained at the corner of his mouth. He seemed to have been hungry for a long time, and he stretched out his tongue to sweep away the blood from the corners of his lips and around his lips.

Bruce's heart and soul are moving, at this moment he is just Brucey playing in the world, and Brucey will never treat his desires harshly.

"I want to kiss you now, you don't mind?"

"Varied……"

Bruce didn't give the doctor the right to resist and the opportunity to express his opinions. He just let him know, so he picked up the doctor, grabbed the back of his head, and put his lips on it.

The doctor's lips were as soft as imagined, and the taste of blood still remained in his mouth, and Bruce knew it was his own blood.

Bruce may be addicted to it, but Batman will never indulge in any kind of empty emotion.

After he had thoroughly inspected every inch of the doctor's mouth with his lips and teeth, he let go of the doctor in a still unsatisfactory manner.

"How do you feel?" Bruce asked deliberately, looking at the doctor with flushed cheeks.

"Uh... quite comfortable?"

Nemo was telling the truth. He thought that only Bruce's blood could replenish his magic power. He never thought that kissing could also be used, although it was only for a few seconds. When Bruce deliberately showed his superb kissing skills, he didn't know why. , but the magic charge was suspended.

In line with the mentality of making up a little bit and earning a little bit, Nemo is not too curious about the start-stop principle.

"Heh..." Bruce didn't expect Nemo to answer him like this, and couldn't help laughing.

He looked down at his healed wound, and stretched out his thumb to wipe away the light pink wetness from the corner of Nemo's mouth: "Okay, we can do it again, but before that, let's get rid of the trouble first?"

Nemo looked at the hand | Lei frozen in the air, and used his wand to carve a rune on the surface of the ice sculpture: [Annihilationspell] (annihilation spell)

Bruce once again witnessed a miracle - watching a large ice sculpture disappear into the air with the rune as the center like a black hole.

"Wow, incredible." He sighed.

Nemo kindly explained: "According to the law of conservation of mass in physics, in fact, it didn't disappear, but was transferred to other places."

Bruce looked at him and couldn't say a word: "You mean physics? Newton might disagree."

Nemo said seriously: "Actually, I still respect science."

Bruce smiled, lifting Nemo's face to kiss him again.

Nemo pushed him: "Wait a minute."

Bruce looked at him incredulously, and when he saw that his wand was pointing towards the Joker and them, he took Nemo's wrist.

"what are you going to do?"

Nemo said of course: "Of course it makes them forget everything that has nothing to do with science."

Bruce's expression became very strange: "Can you make them forget you?"

"It doesn't count, just forget everything related to magic, and then rationalize what happened to me." Nemo explained, thinking that Bruce was not familiar with magic, he added it from a scientific point of view.

"You can use it (the mantra) as a kind of hypnotic suggestion, so it may be easier to understand."

After waiting for a while, Bruce didn't let go of his wrist, and Nemo asked suspiciously, "What's your expression?"

Bruce moved his hand away: "No, it's nothing."

Thinking of the Joker's obsessive conclusion that Bruce = Batman, Nemo added another condition to the prohibition spell, cutting off the logical connection in his mind that established an equal relationship between Bruce and Batman.

This will save this hapless rich young master a lot of trouble.

Ah, it's another day of helping others, Nemo praised himself.

【_Sciftendnama:】(Forgetting Curse)

After reciting this incantation, the terrorists who were piled up and unconscious did not look changed.

Bruce looked at the comatose thugs and asked slowly, "Aren't you going to erase my memory?"

Nemo looked at Bruce with some embarrassment: "Uh, I just absorbed magic through you, so I'm a little embarrassed."

Bruce asked again: "So, when are you going to let me forget about you?"

Nemo guiltily began to play with his wand.

"Hey, let's negotiate." Bruce cupped Nemo's face and looked at him sincerely.

"Don't make me forget you, I won't reveal your identity to others. Okay, please."

Ah, the weak Bruce really has no way to be rejected.

When he deliberately looks at you with his starry eyes, you will have the illusion that he wants you, and you will be willing to give everything to the owner of this affectionate and melancholy eyes.

Nemo was almost defeated by this blatant beauty trick.

Bruce saw his struggle, and continued, "You need magic, and I'm willing to give you magic, doctor, don't make me forget you, it will break my heart."

It makes sense!Nemo was lost in thought.

The author says:

The doctor’s name in his original world was Nemo C. Ulysses, and his mother’s surname was Carlos after transmigrating, so he used his real name except when signing the contract with Batman. From the perspective of others, he Always Carlos.As for what his middle name C means, it will be explained in a future plot. (But it's not very important =. =)

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