[Comprehensive British and American] The son of the villain does not want to inherit the family busi

The steel blue eyes magnified infinitely in front of Ke Wen's eyes, and the temperature belonging to another person on his lips made him feel helpless like never before.

——As a third-rate actor who can't even get a stand-in for a kiss scene, this is really beyond the standard for him.

Fortunately, he didn't need to struggle with this for a long time, because the Dick Grayson version of Batman who had a clear goal and went towards Poison Ivy suddenly changed direction halfway, towards where Colvin and Bruce Wayne were. The position came over.

The man's steps were fast and steady. The boots that used to step on the uneven roof made no sound, but now they deliberately made the sound of their feet heavy.

He brushed past Colvin, and finally stopped at a position closer to Bruce Wayne than the young man—like an abrupt corner inserted into a perfect straight line.

Colvin's round eyes, which were originally open, narrowed dangerously at this moment, but Dick Grayson didn't notice it.

After the initial eye contact was fruitless, the young man was busy signaling to his adoptive father to make sure that the other party was not affected by some messy ability-even if Batman's evasion ability is considered, the probability of this is very low.

Fortunately, this time he got a quick reply.

Although the casual playboy still pressed his lips to Ke Wen's, his eyes were full of Batman-style disapproval as he stared at his adopted son, "Mr. Batman, your work schedule has always been very tight, and you probably don't have much time Wasting it here?"

——Although the tone of Baby Bruce was used, the vague sense of command in it belonged to Batman.

Dick Grayson breathed a sigh of relief, and the aura around him also returned to normal.He knew that just now was indeed another well-planned temptation!

The worries circling in his heart dissipated immediately, and the vigilance belonging to the young vigilante, who had been overwhelmed, finally sounded the alarm belatedly in a certain direction.

The young man obediently nestled in Bruce Wayne's arms looked over at some point, with disgust and contempt in his eyes.

This made Dick Grayson a little puzzled for a while, obviously the other party hadn't shown such hostility towards Batman before.

This made him have to look at Bruce Wayne again to confirm whether this situation would affect the other party's next plan.

At this moment, Ke Wen was already slowly grinding his little fangs.

Although as far as the current situation is concerned, he has overfulfilled the task, and by the way, he also obtained a copy of the superior resources provided by Bruce Wayne, and was even relieved by "Batman" from being at a loss, but this does not mean that He likes to be poked around!

Colvin was already annoyed when Dick Grayson slid his hand through the universal belt suggestively in front of his face.

Maybe others can't understand this hint, but he, who is also a funded person, can understand it!Isn't it just because of working overtime late at night that you want to ask the donor for more equipment as a tip?

Is this wrong?This is not wrong.

In Ke Wen's mind, Batman and himself should be similar, except that what he wants is the opportunity to appear on the screen, while Batman wants the Bat fighter and the Batmobile.

However, even between the funded and the funded, there is a first-come, first-served rule, okay? !

This kind of nasty behavior of cutting in line is generally called...Kervin tried his best to search through the analysis of the scripts he had read, and then found a word that he thought was very appropriate——

Femme fatale!

"Hey, Batman!" Kervin raised his hand and waved it in front of Dick Grayson's eyes, successfully preventing the other party from continuing to look at his benefactor——

"Your goal should be over there, right?"

He motioned Dick Grayson to pay attention to the Poison Ivy woman lying there—even if he wanted to get overtime pay, he had to finish the overtime work first! ?

Dick Grayson, who was urged once by Bruce Wayne with cryptic words, and now directly urged once by Colvin: "..."

Sure enough, no matter when the people around Bruce Wayne are not easy to deal with—whether it is a plastic lover or a test target, this is the case.

But even so, Dick Grayson still didn't panic.

Although my adoptive father doesn't like to talk very much, his mind is like a criss-crossing railway, and he is very strict with his family members, but there is still a large difference between outsiders and family members in each other's hearts.

At such times, the other party will usually come out to smooth things over, and then immediately turn this slightly embarrassing topic over.

While Dick Grayson was waiting, Bruce Wayne turned his attention to him again.The hand that was originally holding the back of Ke Wen's head slid along the young man's neck to his shoulders. This was almost his usual movement, which was about to smooth things over.

The man had a playboy tone well, and the re-dyed soulful steel blue eyes turned from Dick Grayson back to Colvin, "I think—"

"My baby is right."

Colvin immediately showed a triumphant smile, he made a face at Dick Grayson, and rubbed Bruce Wayne's face with his soft hair, "I knew it, you must be the fairest the one!"

Dick Grayson who was forced to be "fair and just": "..."

After all, the young vigilante jumped out of this seemingly extremely double-standard place where he was not very welcome.This time, he didn't forget to bring Poison Ivy.

After sneaking around for a while at night, Dick Grayson connected the communicator leading to the Batcave, and even his tone became serious, "I decided to withdraw my judgment on Bruce just now, there must be something wrong with him!"

Alfred on the other end of the communicator smiled and listened to his young master's narration of his doubts, but did not express any opinions.

Dick Grayson, who felt that he was not understood by everyone, sighed, but this was just heard by Poison Ivy who had not yet completely fallen into a coma.

The female villain laughed wantonly, "It's so pitiful, Batman, I didn't expect you to be here today! But even so, I still want to say—" Her red lips were close to the man's ear, "fuckbatman!"

It has to be said that these words touched Dick Grayson's heart.He nodded his head slightly to show his approval, and then answered in a low, electrified voice, "fuckbatman."

Poison Ivy: "!!!"

She felt that tonight's Batman might be stimulated a little abnormally...

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Wayne Manor Room

"How did your hand hurt?"

Bruce Wayne pinched the wrist of the young man who was sitting on the bed, and asked casually while wrapping the bandage round and round.

From the monitoring of the Batcave and Dick Grayson's report, he knew that Kervin's physical fitness must be extraordinary, otherwise it would be impossible to crush the trap he set with his bare hands.In this way, the wound left by the young man when he crushed the vine with his bare hands is worth pondering.

If it means weakness, the uncontrollable becomes manageable, and any accidents that might happen are minimized - Batman must ensure this, as he would do to every known superhuman in the world. It is the same as the backup plan after the opponent loses control.

"Oh, this one, don't worry about it, it will be fine soon."

Colvin's attitude on this issue can even be called casual.His benefactor is a very generous and good person, and he is not stingy about giving back the same generosity to the other party on this kind of issue that the other party is interested in.

The young man untied the untied bandage in front of Bruce Wayne, exposed the wound to the air again, and let the other party watch it heal little by little.

"This is a special ability of mine, which can be switched on and off through will. Before it is turned on, I am no different from ordinary people, but once it is turned on, my physical fitness will be greatly improved."

"Elevation? Does it refer to physical strength and healing alone, or does it include other things?"

Bruce Wayne lowered his eyes to observe, and Ke Wen raised his hand in a very cooperative manner, caring to prevent the other party's cervical spine from bending too much.

"Well, not only that, it also includes..."

Ke Wen continued to explain, like the most dedicated commentator.It was precisely because of this that he didn't notice that Bruce Wayne had moved his eyes away from his clean and clean palms and stared at his eyes since he didn't know when.

The young man's eyes were full of sincerity, like a window that was actively pushed open, allowing him to see everything inside, see everything, and be defenseless—this is simply the easiest and quickest thing Batman has ever experienced. An "interrogation".

After simply sorting out the information obtained in his mind, Bruce Wayne planned to stop the youth—Kelvin had already been talking about what to do with his own ability and transferred it to other aspects.

Batman's time has always been tight, and if it doesn't make sense, he will probably interrupt directly or go in one ear and out the other.

But looking at Ke Wen's pale pink lips, he suddenly didn't intend to do this again.

The man quietly played the role of a listener, listening to the other party's excited and joyful tone stating how he used this ability to lead his team to win the championship in the school's rugby game.

At the end, the young man winked at him triumphantly, and raised his chin like showing off, "How about it, am I very good?"

"Yes, baby, you are very good."

Bruce Wayne bent down, and his lips touched Kervin's ear intentionally or unintentionally.The young man trembled from the heat, but the question he was about to ask soon diverted his attention away——

"How does that compare to Batman?"

Bruce Wayne was silent for a while, and finally picked up the clothes next to his hand and handed them to the young man, "... Put it on first, your previous clothes have been scratched and torn, not suitable for the future film king."

Colvin curled his lips, didn't touch those clothes, but repeated his question stubbornly, "How do you think I compare with Batman?"

Bruce Wayne paused for a moment, and after all, he still raised the special smile of Bruce Wayne's baby, "...Of course you are better, baby."

The young man was finally satisfied, and generously changed his original clothes in front of the man, and put the new clothes on from the top of his head.

Bruce Wayne glanced over Kervin's delicate collarbone and waist with a thin layer of muscle, but accidentally saw the large and small pinholes on the other's back—it seemed to be a few years old, but attached to the On the young man's snow-white skin, however, he looked unexpectedly frightening.

Until now, he finally thought of another question——

"How did you acquire this ability?"

Ke Wen was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect someone to ask this, "I don't remember exactly what happened, it probably came from some kind of drug injection?"

The curvature of the corners of Bruce Wayne's lips was flattening, and in the end there was even a downward trend.In silence, he pulled down the clothes piled up on the young man's shoulders, and turned to go out.

But Ke Wen stopped him from behind, his tone full of puzzlement and doubt, "Can I ask? Why is this dress so big?" The ordinary shirt that looked so good on him abruptly turned into a Got bat sleeves!

Bruce Wayne turned his head, and there was something else in his eyes, "There are no clothes that match your size, I asked Alfred to look for them, and finally found a few of my old shirts, I hope you don't mind. "

Colvin blinked, as if he felt that there was something wrong with this explanation, but in the end he just shook his head, "I don't mind."