[Comprehensive British and American] Those years when I was a bat

"Bruce, Luthor wants to recruit you to kill Superman." The little girl Yi Ling complained lively.

"Oh." Batman replied indifferently.

"Don't you want to hear how he wants to kill Superman?" The little girl held back a bad idea. If she were a cat, she would have already squinted her eyes and stretched her claws. "What he said makes sense Look, are you not afraid that I will be persuaded by him?"

"You can't do anything to Superman." Bruce was very calm. Yi Ling was an idiot to Superman. He just glanced at the little drama about Superman in the little girl's mind, and he really didn't want to read it in detail.

"He asked me to go to the watchtower once and put something on it." Yi Ling wore gloves and played with the small machine in his hand, "But I dare not check it with the equipment in the Batcave, you know, in case Luther moves hands and feet."

"Do you think Luther will really trust you completely? When you got this thing, his plan has already started." Bruce closed his eyes and thought for a moment, "Don't take it to the Batcave, and don't take it to the watchtower, Throw it to the holiday house, and when Luther asks, you just say you dare not do it."

"Don't patrol recently, don't go to Zhenglian, just treat yourself as Bruce's baby, go to the banquet, go to the banquet, eat, drink and have fun, let Ah Fu arrange it." Bruce was not angry, he knew that Yi Ling couldn't deal with Luthor .

The key is not to damage the interests of the alliance, but also not to expose Batman's identity.

Yi Ling was very obedient in serious matters, she threw the little machine into a seaside villa, and lived a good life for a few days.But she never expected that Baldy's ability to make troubles is beyond your imagination.

She traveled through time, together with Baldy.

The reason is that she danced hotly at a chocolate beauty party, and was pushed into the chocolate swimming pool by the supermodel lady, and rolled in the warm chocolate slurry. As soon as she climbed up, she was enthusiastically held by the lady, which scared the little girl Eyes are stared round.

Then she heard the sound of whistling in the distance, and saw the red-eyed Superman being brain-controlled again, smashing a bald object into the chocolate pool, and it fell beside her.

Oh, Lex Luthor...

Yi Ling fished him out subconsciously, the appearance of that bald head covered with chocolate pulp made people feel psychologically shadowed.He leaned back to pant, his eyes fixed on the maddened Superman.

"What did you do to him?" Yi Ling asked brokenly.

"A little unexpected accident." Luther didn't want to explain.

Yi Ling looked at Superman who was about to shoot a hot gaze, and raised his voice an octave: "A small accident? You call this a small accident? I must be crazy to hang out with you!"

The little girl admitted that she did it on purpose, and that she could deceive Luthor by being both true and false.

"You didn't do what I said at all." Luther raised an eyebrow.

"I said I was crazy before hanging out with you. You see, this is the result. You and I, two billionaires, playboys everyone admires, are going to be killed by Superman with heat vision in the same pool of chocolate Lie!" Baby Brucie screamed, "I never dreamed of such a funny way of dying, Luthor."

"Shut up, Wayne, Superman has stopped," Baldy yelled.

Yes, Superman stopped, and he flew hesitantly in mid-air, seemingly unable to recognize who was in the pool of chocolate.Yi Ling's heart skipped a beat. She felt that Superman had recognized Bruce's body, that's why he didn't do anything.

Clark wouldn't hurt Bruce, Superman wouldn't hurt Batman, even out of control.

But she was afraid that this Kryptonian who was not clear-headed would reveal the super-bat relationship with his mouth!So, she held Lu Bald tightly, and submerged in the chocolate syrup again with that bald head in an overly frightened manner.

Luther was so angry that he couldn't speak, the thing in his hand flashed once, and both of them disappeared into the pool.That's right, it just disappeared out of thin air, and with a swipe, it came to another time and space.

To be precise, it is back to more than 20 years ago.

The two little chocolate men were sitting exhausted in the cornfield, and Yi Ling stuck out his tongue and licked the dessert on his lips. Well, the quality of chocolate must be good for parties held by high society.

"I know here, Kansas, Smallwell, I lived here for a while when I was a kid," Luther said darkly.

Wait, what did that bald man say just now?

Small town Kansas, Smallville? !Hometown of Superman!

Fuck, Lex Luthor, what the fuck have you done?

What Yi Ling is most afraid of, apart from Luther changing the world line, is that he knows the true identity of Superman.Superman was very simple when he was a child, and his adoptive parents were not complicated people. Once Luthor discovered Clark's gradually revealed superpowers...God bless, this matter will not end.

However, Yi Ling couldn't contact Bruce at all, and the information was blocked again.

Damn the will of the world!

Yi Ling tried to persuade Luther to leave, at least not to hang around in the town: "Lex, we have to change clothes, I don't want to be surrounded by chocolates at all, this is a small town in the Midwest of the United States, they don't have Gotham Or as open as a metropolis."

"Uh-huh." Luther went in his left ear and out his right ear.

"The chocolate on me is almost dry." Baby Bruce began to throw a tantrum.

Luther just glanced at him, and said more calmly: "It's better to knock it off if it's dry. If you want clothes, go to the town. I have spare clothes in my house."

The logic was impeccable, and even if she could pretend to be wayward Bruce, she had to admit it was a good idea.

The so-called Murphy's Law is that anything you don't want to happen will happen.The squishy dumpling ran out of the cornfield, followed by a group of boisterous children.

"You don't even have gym class, Clark!" "Do you need an asthma respirator?" "Oh, my grandpa has one, too." "You want Lana to help you fight?"

Those children surrounded the little black-haired boy. The latter knew that he couldn't run away, so he could only squat down on the spot, hugged his head with his hands, and buried his head deeply in his knees, pretending that he couldn't hear or see anything, as if he thought that can escape bad luck.

Yi Ling knew who he was, but she didn't dare to go forward, what if she changed the timeline?What if a time paradox arises?Unable to move, she could only watch as Clarke was beaten.

A child possesses a pure power, whether it is pure good or pure evil.Naivety and cruelty can often bring shadows to people's life. Who knows how Superman has such a healthy and upward personality here?

Luther was not a meddlesome person, and he didn't want to go forward.Until the poor child looked up at the two of them out of curiosity.Those cornflower-like blue eyes were frighteningly blue, with a soft and pure demeanor.

It reminded Luthor of a puppy he had raised many years ago when he was a child.The little dog that was finally crushed to death by his father with both hands came to warn him not to lose his mind by playing with things.He loved it as much as ever, he named it "Nin", and was the first friend in his life who could really tell all the secrets.

Even if it's just an insignificant puppy.

Yi Ling stared dumbfounded as Luther pulled out two US dollars from his pocket (where did he put them? A pocket in another dimension?) and handed them to the group of children skillfully, telling them with a gentle but irrefutable voice. Leave (“Why don’t you take the money and buy yourself some candy?”)

"What's your name?" Luther asked.

When the boy saw the others leaving, he raised his delicate and cute face. His skin was like milk pudding, with bright blue eyes, plump cheeks, and plump and moist lips.

God, is he seven years old?

"My name is Clark Kent, and I'm six and a half years old." The last part of the sentence was said by little Clark to Yi Ling, and the latter realized that she had uttered her doubts.

The boy was very sensible, well-behaved and mature beyond his age, he shook his head lightly and refused the money Luthor handed him.He just thanked them softly, thanking the two chocolate freaks for helping him out.

"Why did they beat you?" Luther continued to ask, Yi Ling looked at him curiously, did the bald man take the wrong medicine?He didn't have this kind of patience before, even if he was doing charity, he was pretending, or was there an inexplicable attraction between Luthor and Superman?

"Oh, they don't like me." Little Clark tried to explain clearly: "Physical education needs to be divided into groups. No one wants to be in my group. I am always dragging my feet, but Mr. Mutter won't let me sit next to him. Make sure I join the game."

Well, that's enough to make a kid get hated by the class.

"I always do wrong things, like pinching Ruby's handiwork." Little Clark sighed like an adult, with a kind of sadness that a child shouldn't have in his eyes: "I probably didn't Don’t do it right, says Mary at the restaurant, life doesn’t treat you well just because you’re a kid, and it doesn’t get easier when you grow up, it just gets harder.”

"Do you understand this?"

"I don't understand, but I know Ruby will still hate me. Even if I have my seventh birthday in a few months, I will still be that Clark who always does wrong things." The boy lowered his eyes and said.

No one knows what happened to Superman before he became Superman.Yes, he came from a Kansas farm, his parents were farmers, and he lived a simple and carefree life, but this is an illusion.

Superman can never be carefree. Since he was six years old, he has gradually awakened his strength. First, his strength has become amazingly large, and then his speed has become faster. He can hear far and far away sounds, and then he has clairvoyant eyes and Heat Sight, and finally Freeze Breath.

No one thought about how much pressure this meant for a child who didn't know anything.In order to protect him, the Kents let Clark pretend to be a powerless person, and in order not to hurt others, Clark must learn to be patient.

No matter how others treat him, he must endure it, which is the only way to survive.

Rome wasn't built in a day, and neither was Superman's super control and good temper.Yi Ling just wanted to hug this boy with a delicate voice at the moment, he didn't know what was waiting for him in the future.

But she's covered in bloody chocolate!

"Where do you live?" Luther asked suddenly.

Little Clark pointed to the farm not far away: "Kent Farm, our family has a cow and several chickens."

The chocolate duo said goodbye to the boy, and Luther took Yi Ling to sneak into his small villa in Kansas. Fortunately, there was no one there, and the servant who stayed behind to clean was eating dinner in his cabin.

After the two showered, they looked for a change of clothes in Luthor's father's closet.

"Your father's clothes are too small." Yi Ling complained, the physique of ordinary men is certainly not as strong as Bruce's.

"It's you who got fat, Wayne." Luther squinted his eyes carefully for a while, and asserted.

Yi Ling's hand holding the shirt trembled. She stretched out her hand and touched the square eight-pack abs on the top of her stomach. The lines were still so sharp that she couldn't see at all... Fuck, what is that soft feeling? ?

No, it's definitely not fat, it's definitely just a layer of skin.

"Fashion magazines also said the same thing, you should eat less sweets. During the afternoon tea, you ate two pieces of chocolate cake, two pieces of Opera Cake and three pieces of biscuits in one sitting."

"Do you care about your own money, Luther? I didn't know that the Luther Group was so poor that the master would always count people behind when they invited people to drink afternoon tea." Yi Ling replied in the tone of Brucey's baby. , "No, I'm not fat."

Luther rolled his eyes without leaving a trace. The reason he was so polite to Brucey before was because it was useful.Now?Finding a way to escape now is the right way, his original plan was not like this.

He has an instrument in his hand that can change the flow rate of time. He originally wanted to use it on Superman to adjust the time on Superman to before he appeared, and then the Kryptonian would disappear forever.

But this instrument is very complicated to use, let Bruce hold the locator, not really to put it on the watchtower.But as long as Bruce and Superman have contact, the locator can determine the time and make an estimate.

Look, it's very simple - instrument, fixed point, formula.

As for Superman's loss of control, it was really not in his plan. When he was hit in the chocolate pool, the instrument was turned on on him, and it was fixed on Brucey. The two of them teleported here.

That little time instrument is still in Luthor's hands, but without the fixed point of the future world, they can't go back at all.Is he going to be trapped decades ago?No, this is not a good idea.What's more, the damn machine is broken!

After changing his clothes, Luther turned dozens of thoughts in his mind, and finally said to Bruce: "You stay in this small town, I will find a way to contact the current top laboratory, we have to go back."

"Of course, I can't bear those beauties. In the future, I will be Baby Bruce, but now I am nothing. Bruce is someone else." Yi Ling imitated Gotham Baby's tone, she felt that she had already entered the drama Too deep, "But I can't be left behind by you, Lex, I want to go to the lab with you."

Yi Ling showed a sly smile: "Otherwise, I will inform Mr. Luthor here."

Gloom flashed in Luther's eyes. He reluctantly agreed, and took a bunch of diamonds, passbooks and cash from the safe. He said, "Before I leave, there is one more thing."

They rented a second-hand car, bought a puppy, and came to the gate of Kent Farm.

The six-and-a-half-year-old Clark has already returned, helping his parents move things, his small body holding hay as tall as a person.When he saw Luther and Yi Ling, he was stunned for a while, then turned his head and called, "Dad, Mom, there are guests—"

"Shh, we're here to find you." Luther blocked the boy's moist lips with a finger.

Little Clark blinked at him and asked curiously, "Do I know you, sir?"

"Chocolate man?"

"Ah, it's you!" The boy cheered up, the joy in his eyes was as bright as the sun's rays, he threw down the hay, wiped his pants with his little hands, his cheeks were a little red, he said excitedly: "Why are you here?" ?”

"You said it will be your birthday in a few months, you must accept this." Luthor still had that calm tone, and under the calm was still an irresistible coercion.

The puppy in his arms was milky white, with eyes as moist as Clark's. When it saw the boy, it didn't open its mouth to bark, but stuck out its tongue and licked the boy's palm.

"My God." Clark couldn't put it down.

So if you give a six-year-old boy $100 million, it is better to give him a small pet or a mechanical toy.If you really gave something too expensive, Clark would not accept it with his sensibility, and even if he did, it would cause trouble.

It has to be said that Luther was very considerate, he wanted to be gentle and considerate, and indeed no one could beat him.

"Hi, Clark. It's called Nin, and you'll take good care of him, won't you?"

"Of course, sir...how should I address you?" Clark raised his head and smiled, this time he could really see the shadow of future Superman.

Yi Ling held Luther back and shook his head at him. The latter raised his eyebrows, expressing that he knew exactly what to do and what not to do.

"Clark." He avoided mentioning his name, and turned to another matter, "You can't let Ruby and the others hit you again. No matter how thin and weak you are, you have to find a way to stop them."

Besides, Clark looked like a perfectly healthy and strong kid.

"I..." The boy opened his mouth, but he kept his parents' warning in mind and couldn't tell what was special about him. He was afraid that the good man in front of him would disappoint him, so he quickly explained: "I can't fight with them——"

"Oh, Clark, Clark, you silly boy." Luthera said with emotion in a long tone, "Who said that fighting is the only way to solve problems. Everyone has their own weaknesses. Find Ruby's weaknesses and shut him down from now on." Mouth. You're a smart kid, you can do it, you just don't want to."

"But you have to learn to protect yourself, or who will save you forever?" Superman?Luther thought maliciously, "Clark, in the end we can only rely on ourselves."

Yi Ling felt that if she didn't stop the bald man from talking nonsense, Luthor might mislead Superman's three views.No no no, she couldn't imagine a Luthor-esque Superman at all!

Luthor, who was dragged away by Yi Linglian, didn't hear it. When they drove away, the young Clark hugged the puppy, and the confusion in his eyes slowly dissipated, and the sun filled his eyes again.

"I understand, Mom." Clark ran into Martha's arms lively and said happily, "I understand why I am stronger than others."

"My sweetheart...well, where did this puppy come from?" Martha hugged her precious son and kissed him on the cheek.

"It doesn't matter if no one can protect me." Clark laughed, "but I can protect others, Mom, just like the gray ghost, I am strong, and when I grow up, I can do all the work, protect you and me." dad."

Because I know the helplessness of calling out in despair, I will never be indifferent to others' calls for help.As long as there is one person who needs me, as long as there is one person calling for me, I will come to you-this is the belief that the grown-up Superman insisted on many years later. It was planted in his heart when he was very young, although he no longer remembers who planted it.

Thank God, although the technology of decades ago is far from the future, at least it works.

Luther once again proved the truth that "smart heads usually don't grow hair". He even repaired the time instrument by himself, and found a way to find the fixed point of the satellite. After calculating several stacks of drafts overnight, he came up with a new formula.

"Are you sure it's reliable?" Yi Ling thought that his young heart couldn't bear the second stimulation.

Luthor impatiently suppressed his irritability, and asked back: "Why don't you stay and wait? We don't have a few chances. This instrument has a number of uses and an expiration date. Do you have a better way?"

If it's the real Bruce here, maybe there's a way.But what can Yi Ling do?She's just a physicist, okay?

"It's up to you, Luther, anyway, I can't be more unlucky." Yi Ling covered his face.

Luther twitched the corner of his mouth and squeezed out a sentence: "If you put that thing in the watchtower, we wouldn't be where we are today, Wayne."

"You know I dare not do this! I live in Gotham, think about it, smart head! Do I like to wake up at night and see a scary old bat standing by my bed?" Yi Ling stared back.

If she really dared to betray Zhenglian, she would be chased to death by Bruce across time and space.

Luther pressed the button helplessly, and before they could even take a second breath, the scene in front of them suddenly changed, and they were outside a dilapidated school.The metropolitan tycoon thought for a moment, and suddenly realized that this is the small town of Smallwell again.

Did he get on with this place?

It's eight o'clock in the evening. In theory, there will be no students at this time, and there will be no brightly lit auditorium and happy singing and laughing.Luther sighed, "High school prom, I remember this, they invited me, but I didn't go."

He remembered this night, he had graduated from university for two years, tried to fight against his father, but was repeatedly frustrated, he wanted to relax in the small town, which is also one of the roots of the Luthor family fortune, until the housekeeper called and said that the old man had passed away .

To be honest, he had been looking forward to this all along, but when the man died, he felt that everything was meaningless.His death meant that he could no longer defeat the opponent, looked down at that old face, and told him that he had had enough.

Yes, it was very childish, but Luther himself was still young at that time, he was not born with a bald head...ah no, he was not born a scheming businessman either.

At that time, he was still too tender, more emotional, more prone to anger and pain, and easier to express himself than the watertight self he is now.So when he took over as the president of the Luthor Group, he was given a slap in the face by his subordinates.

It was hard to look back on, but he remembered that night, a night of madness and pain and anger.

They stood in silence, watching the two boys and girls come out, kissing each other, and they were about to hit third base.Yi Ling poked Luther's waist and asked, "You want to watch here, Lex?"

"No, let's go, this is so stupid. I checked the time again, and it is only ten years away from our era, which shows that the formula is still useful, it just needs to be revised." Luthor planned to get a new car.

Then they saw Clark, the grown-up version of Clark, the little boy they recognized by the cornflower blue eyes.Clark stood in the school bushes, hiding his figure, and took a deep look at the lingering young couple.

When Clark shifted his gaze, he saw Luther and Yi Ling. His pupils narrowed slightly, and he walked over quietly: "Who are you? I haven't seen you in this small town."

"Clark?" Yi Ling asked.

There was a look of surprise in the eyes of the young Clark. He has two extremely cute little canine teeth, and sweet dimples when he smiles, but his ugly face hides all the beauty, which makes Luthor feel that he is violent. .

"I always feel like I've seen you somewhere," he muttered.

"Well, he gave you a puppy named Nien when you were six and a half years old." Yi Ling complained.

"Nin? But that was a gift from my father..." Clark's eyes were a little blank, but the two people in front of him immediately understood that this was the memory confusion caused by the self-repair of the timeline.

"That's the girl you like?" Luther changed the subject again, and Clark was foolishly led away by him.

Maybe it was because Lana and Peter got back together, which really hurt his heart.Boys' minds are always wet, and Superman is no exception.The small-town boy's way of falling in love is as unremarkable as ever, and even ten years later when he courted Louise, it didn't improve one iota.

Don't be sad all the time!You speak out!Even if you can't be a domineering president like Luthor and Bruce, and you can't expose your superpowers, you are still a considerate and gentle man!

"I'm not good enough." Clark sighed, "Besides, I'm going to study at the Metropolitan University."

"Clark Kent." Luthor suddenly said the name silently. The boy was too young before, so he didn't pay attention to it, but this name... Is the reporter of "Daily Planet" who had a good relationship with Superman also called this name?

"Don't be discouraged, there will always be good girls, and someone will always fall in love with you." Yi Ling patted the young Clark on the shoulder.Although just a few weeks ago, because of the true love kiss incident, Clark and Louise completely blew.

But there must be ideals, and maybe one day it will be realized.

The teenager Clark shook his head: "No, I just... can't make girls like it. Before you try something, there is no hope."

Some things are already hopeless before you try them—— Luther raised his eyes without leaving a trace, maybe recalling the past really makes people weak and sensitive, he can even remember the humidity and temperature of this night , that time when he lost the last bit of unrealistic fantasy and really became that Lex Luthor.

He was sure of one thing, he didn't want to see the young man in front of him look depressed, and those cornflower eyes shouldn't be clouded by sadness and disappointment.If they wanted girls, Luthor would have found dozens of them, but none of them could heal Clark's emotional wounds.

"Is there a car? Take us for a drive." Luthor almost ordered.

Then, 10 minutes later, the three of them were sitting in a used, battered truck that Luthor strongly suspected was being used by the Kents to deliver goods.But the boy in the small town didn't understand the disgust of the two billionaires. He forced a warm smile and drove on the road in Smallville, crossing cornfields one after another.

"Nin lived well. He passed away last year without suffering any pain. He accompanied me throughout my childhood." Clark didn't care who gave this dog, oh, he is just a heart-warming little padded jacket.

The boy showed his sharp canine teeth, bit his lip, and said, "I'm sorry I don't remember you."

"You have nothing to apologize for, Clark. You can't always apologize, whether it's Nien, Ruby, or even your girlfriend, you have to learn to fight for it." Luthor said a little tiredly, he felt I can't reason with this boy.

No matter what you say or do, you want to get into a ball of cotton.Luther thought it was weakness, but only those who really understood Superman knew that it was gentle tolerance.

They parked the car next to the reservoir, and they had already driven a long way, and the night was full of stars.The teenager Clark got out of the car, put his hands in the pockets of his old-fashioned graduation gown, and looked up to see the stars.

He was so beautiful that he didn't look like a real person, Yi Ling was trying to figure out the words in his mind.

The weather was a little bit cold, and Luthor did his own thing. He took off his coat when he was in the laboratory, and now he was shivering by the water.Clark recovered from the stars, took off his own dress, put it on Luthor, and showed a warm smile to the bald man: "Sir, wear mine, if you don't think it's ugly."

They talked about a lot of things that night, but none of the main points.It's mainly Clark, a chatterbox boy, who is nagging. Yi Ling has always been very tolerant of the male god. The male god is good-looking, and he can say anything.But to her surprise, Luther had listened to the end, and was willing to answer a sentence or two from time to time.

That's right, Luther seems to have a better temper than Bruce, but he has a bloodthirsty snobbishness in his bones. There is no good thing, and he will not waste a second while listening to an adolescent boy talk about trivial growing pains , obviously not a thing of any benefit.

Yi Ling's eyes became more and more strange, and Luther couldn't ignore it.While Clark was going to answer the call from Martha, Luther asked: "No, it has nothing to do with him, I just remembered some past events."

Yi Ling spread her hands, saying that she didn't say anything.

"You like this child, you like Clark. You have to admit, Luthor, even you have preferences, not purely for profit." Yi Ling thought this was a bit absurd, but she continued: "You shouldn't put your whole life on the line. Throwing yourself into fighting Superman, that's boring, you're wasting your life."

"If Superman died sooner, I wouldn't have to waste my life." Luthor was unwavering on the issue of Superman.

"You are an amazing businessman, politician and scientist. To be honest, you should have your own uninterrupted life. Do you want to spend your whole life around Superman? I am doing it for your own good, Lex." Yi Ling sighed.

Luther was silent for a moment, then said softly, "It's too late, Bruce."

Superman has become a kind of obsession for him. He may have been a little rational before, but now he knows that everything is out of control.Think about it, how his father would laugh at him if he saw this in hell?

"Oh, look, Lex, I knew you were a waste, a fool who got caught up in trivial matters." The voice that hadn't been heard for many years sounded in his mind again, which disgusted Luther.

He unilaterally ended the conversation with Yi Ling, even when Clark came over, he couldn't maintain that fake smiling face.The small town boy was a little surprised and didn't know what happened.

Yi Ling comforted: "It has nothing to do with you, Clark, he just thought of an old friend."

"It's not like missing an old friend." The small town boy folded his arms, expressing that he was no longer six and a half years old.

"Buy him some beer?" Yi Ling smiled, and Clark also relaxed.

That silly kid actually pulled a case of beer out of the back of the car, said it was for the prom, but it ended up being useless.Both Yi Ling and Clark persuaded Luther to drink a little, and the bald man with a bad face finally picked up a can.

"How does it taste?" Clark asked.

"Excellent." Luther put on the businessman's mask again, and then commented in his heart: No, it's just a strange smell, it smells like urine.

A case of beer will not make the three men drunk, but the right amount of alcohol will relax the nerves and make some unexpected actions.When Clark brought a handful of rabbit tail grass, Yi Ling tilted his head, leaned on Luther and blinked.

"Smallwell's legend is that when you blow off the blade of grass in one breath, you can get good luck." Clark was serious.

"I remember that wasn't a dandelion?" Yi Ling was suspicious.

Luther nodded: "It's a dandelion, and Smallwell doesn't have this legend."

The boy in the small town lost his face, and Yi Ling was the first to raise his hands to surrender. In order to save face for the male god, she leaned over and blew a breath, spraying all the flying grass leaves on Clark's face, and the latter opened his eyes in disbelief. big eyes.

"Hahahahaha!" Yi Ling laughed without image, anyway, her idol burden is the lightest here, and she is not Batman at the moment.

She's just an unlucky ghost who was thrown through time and space with Luthor, oh, Luthor is so lucky, and she hummed softly.He stared at Clark as he held the rabbit tail grass in front of Luthor. Of course, the little boy learned to be smart this time. He stretched his arms as far as possible and moved his face back.

Luther thought for a while, and under Clark's star-like expectant eyes, he leaned over and blew lightly.

Fuck the old man, Luther thought, he's just some unlucky guy who got thrown into time travel with Wayne anyway, maybe Kent can't remember anything, so what does it matter?

For the first time in so many years, Superman was completely forgotten in his mind at that moment.

The birth of Ultron was an expected accident.

But no one expected that the silent Batman would put Tony together. He installed his own Bat system in the Avengers Building. This system uses the Kryptonian software and the Batcave's painstaking efforts for many years, and even has a fight against foreign civilizations. Power, the newly born Ultron is not an opponent.

The bat system intercepted Ultron and locked Jarvis as well. Bruce, who was working at the second base, paused, tapped his hands quickly, and controlled the bat system to delay the time as much as possible to prevent Ultron from running away.

However, non-artificial intelligence has obvious disadvantages when facing artificial intelligence.

Bruce missed Cyborg so much that he had to retreat step by step. Fortunately, his alarm had been sent to Tony.Ao Chuang overcame many obstacles and was stopped by a mysterious barrier when rushing to the Chinese Internet.If the virtual world can be expressed in reality, it is that he bumped his head into a certain cover and fell all over his head.

Bruce seized the opportunity, taking advantage of the moment when the Eastern Barrier repelled Ultron, and injected the bat virus.Ultron came fiercely, and soon even swallowed the virus.Then, he stopped moving...

The squinted Batman was in a daze when he heard a thin voice coming from the speaker: "Mom...Mom..."

Looking at Ultron occupying his screen, the great Batman was dumbfounded.

Hey, wait a minute, how did you break through the eastern barrier?And who the hell do you call mom? !