When you have two sets of superheroes
Chapter 53 Fighting Together Achievement Achievement
Shirley and the others headed back home early the next morning, and they still flew Tony's private plane to pick them up on Friday, but Shirley got a large bouquet of roses before leaving, and was told by the bunny girl that "Mr. Wayne has changed the name of the villa." As a gift to you for Nightingale Villa, as your residence in the United States" I was stunned - what kind of experience is it to get a private manor by the way when you talk about taking a vacation?
After returning to the Avengers Building, they had a short meeting on the possible existence of Hydra spies in SHIELD. Natasha and Barton decided to go back to SHIELD to test Fury first, and to find out his details before making any plans. .As for the others, everything is as usual, except that the Avengers Building no longer has arbitrary access to the S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel except for Natasha and Hawkeye, and Tony himself is required to authorize.
Due to the delay of the meeting, Shirley arrived in Gotham in the early ten o'clock.She teleported to Wayne Manor first, and Afu said that Bruce had gone to the company, so Shirley borrowed Bruce's sports car to go to Wayne Enterprises, and the front desk lady asked her without looking up: "Do you have an appointment?"
Shirley was taken aback, and said, "No."
"Name and occupation?"
"Shirley Sue, occupation, uh... Mr. Tony Stark's assistant."
The identities of the Avengers are not disclosed to the public. Except for Sergeant Steve and Barnes whose faces were exposed in the Captain America Museum, and the arrogant and high-profile Iron Man, the others have their own false identities as their frequent access to revenge. For the reason of the Raiders Building, even the reserve spider was given the title of "Stark Fund Recipient".
The lady at the front desk raised her eyelids and glanced at her, her tone was cold: "Sorry, unless there is a special appointment, Wayne Enterprises does not accept any Stark Enterprises employees."
Shirley: "...???"
With a black question mark on her face, she walked to the side and called Bruce, "Bruce?"
It took a while for Bruce to pick up, but he was quiet, "Alf told me you were at the office, are you there?"
Shirley whispered, "Downstairs, I just mentioned Tony to the front desk and they won't let me in."
"...It's okay, I'll ask my assistant to dial the internal number."
When Shirley saw Bruce, he was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with his back to the door, and the capable blonde female assistant reminded him: "Mr. Wayne, you still have-"
Bruce turned around, "I know, you go out first and close the door."
The blond assistant silently swallowed the rest of the words, and reluctantly followed suit.
Shirley asked, "What?"
She stepped forward, hugged him with a smile, and then quickly let go, straightening out the folds on his shoulders, "The suit is great, I like it."
Of course, Batman's body is even better :)
Bruce kissed her forehead with a low smile, and asked, "Don't the villa like it?"
Shirley choked, "...I can't like it." She curled her lips, "Why did you send that all of a sudden?"
"You have no place to live in New York."
"revenge--"
"That doesn't count." Bruce interrupted her expressionlessly.
Hell Avengers, he doesn't want to go there to find Shirley in the future, he can guarantee that Stark's AI will never let him in.
Shirley burst out laughing, didn't say much, and shook his arm reassuringly, "Okay, do you still have a meeting? Go, I'll wait for you here."
It seemed that she was lucky enough to meet one of the rare days when Baby Bruce came to handle official business in person.
Bruce raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said, "I'll be back soon, you can use whatever you want here, and you can tell the assistant what you want to eat and drink. Also, I have reserved a place at noon, and we will have dinner together."
Shirley nodded, guessing that the assistants outside were going to be waiting impatiently, so she pushed him out while answering, "I see, go get busy."
After Bruce left, his assistant came in and asked Shirley what she wanted. Shirley ordered a Starbucks coffee Frappuccino. The assistant probably saw that she had a close relationship with Bruce, so someone delivered the drink as quickly as possible. Chocolate Ice Cream Muffins.
From the large floor-to-ceiling windows in the office, you can have a panoramic view of Gotham. Shirley happily nestled in the boss chair to eat and enjoy the scenery, but Bruce came back just after she had a drink and took the first bite of the muffin. A little surprised: "Why so fast—"
"There was a robbery at Bliss Bank by a group of people wearing clown masks."
Bruce said, with a low voice, the word 'clown' obviously touched Batman's sensitive nerves, even if it was just a group of people wearing clown masks.
Shirley paused, "Then..."
"Want to come together?"
asked Batman.
Shirley pursed her lips, with a smile in her eyes, she put the Frappuccino back on the table, and the crisp sound of the ice cubes in the glass colliding with each other, like a bullet casing falling to the ground, made her unconsciously twitch her fingertips , evoked a subtle but excited trembling.
"of course."
How do you say that... The most romantic thing I can think of is to catch clowns with you?
They walked out of the office talking and laughing to plan today's appointment, the assistant watched blankly as Bruce walked towards the elevator with Shirley in his arms, and after recovering, he hurriedly chased after him: "Mr. Wayne! The meeting hasn't yet—"
"Let Fox finish the meeting report and pass it on to me," Bruce said nonchalantly, then turned his head and kissed Shirley on the cheek, smiling like an ignorant second-generation ancestor, "My task today is to take care of me. It’s just my girlfriend, Elena, who can bear to leave such a beautiful lady alone in the office to wait?”
The assistant took a deep breath to suppress the madness and breakdown in his heart, and smiled at Bruce: "...Didn't you just do that 15 minutes ago? And...my name is Jessica, Mr. Wayne. "
Shirley almost didn't hold back the expression on her face. This young lady is really upright. It's very rare to maintain such a character while working beside Baby Bruce.
Bruce shrugged indifferently, walked into the elevator with Shirley in his arms.
Fifteen minutes later, the Batmobile was speeding down the road.
Shirley sat in the co-pilot's seat and looked out the window, saying, "The scenery during the day is much better than at night."
"But Gotham can't be daylight forever."
Batman's characteristic hoarse and deep voice showed that the purpose of their trip was not so easy. The closer they got to the bank where the accident occurred, Shirley suddenly found that this place looked familiar.
"Bat, here...?"
"We met here," Batman said. "It was night, we had a dinner party together, and I sent you home after the end."
Shirley remembered that she had used the Batman card to fight him back then.
"...Emmmm, you remember it quite clearly." She was a little cautious.
After all, those pasts may have only been more than a year for her, but for Batman it was already five or six years ago.
Batman turned his head to look at her, his thin lips curled up in an almost invisible arc, then he turned his head quickly, and with a flick of his tail, he parked the Batmobile against the wall.
"Always remember." He said softly.
The two got out of the car respectively. Shirley observed the inside of the bank through a perspective and told Batman: "There are nine hostages lined up in front of the counter on the first floor, and eight clowns are guarding them. There are six clowns on the second floor, four One is scattered at the stairs, and two are by the railing. It is still the old rule, I go to the second floor to squat, and you are on the first floor."
Batman nodded and said, "You can't kill."
"know."
Shirley teleported to the back of a certain clown on the second floor, pinched him by the back of the neck and slammed him hard against the railing. At the same time, she shot with her right hand and hit the clown's knee behind the opposite railing. When Batman jumped in, she shot again. Disappeared in place and reappeared behind the masked clown who was hiding vigilantly behind a pillar with a gun in his hand.
There were gunshots and fighting sounds from the first floor, as well as screams and cries of panic from the hostages. Shirley knocked the muzzle of the gun pointed at by the clown with the M762 gun, and the flying bullets shot a long series of bullets on the ceiling. crater.
Shirley tried her best to make a quick decision. Equipped with the strength of the vampire card, she could carry these strong men with an average height of 1.8 meters [-] as easily as carrying a chicken. She pressed a head and hit the ground hard. When encountering a strengthened person, they will remove his limb joints or use a dagger to cut off the tendons. If not, they will directly insert a knife into the third section of the spine, and then they will flop on the ground like a dead fish, without a trace. No backhand power.
Black figures floated around like ghosts, dripping blood everywhere they passed.Shirley quickly cleaned up the second floor, leaning on the railing and jumping over.
Batman was still fighting with the masked clowns. Shirley ran to rescue the hostages at the first time, but a masked clown tried to stop him but was kicked out by her. She cut the hemp rope that tied the hostages with a dagger to protect them Running outside, the vampire's keen five senses allowed her to fill a few shots with a pistol when she had time, while Batman was behind her protecting her back. Chief Gordon and a group of police officers had arrived one after another.
"Nightingale?" Commissioner Gordon was a little surprised, "I heard that you went to - why did you -"
"Thank you for your help." Shirley blinked at him, and teleported back to the bank before Director Gordon could reply.
At this time, it can be said that it is much quieter than before. Although the hearing of the vampire is not as good as that of a superman, it is also several times higher than that of ordinary people.A burst of subtle ticking sounds that seemed to be intertwined was amplified infinitely in her ears, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in Xue Li's heart. Before she had time to think about it, she heard Batman shout: "Nightingale! Don't be dazed!"
Her ears keenly caught the sound of the trigger being pulled, and with a wave of her hand, Shirley floated the counter to block the flying bullets, but her eyes widened in amazement when she saw the counter turned upside down to reveal the bottom.
Batman threw out the hook lock, strangled the masked clown's neck and pulled him back hard. He twisted his arm and handed over his gun, but Shirley turned her head and yelled at the police who came in to help: "Everyone get out!!!"
In the blink of an eye, Batman suddenly realized something, and the thunderous bang that erupted from the second floor verified his guess.Maybe it was a second or maybe two seconds, dozens of explosive points erupted one after another, Batman quickly observed the chandelier on the ceiling that was still stable at present, and planned to take Nightingale out, but just as he shot the grapple, he was caught by a so fast The black shadow of the shadow grabbed his shoulder and smashed through the window and fell out. The ensuing violent airflow blew the outer wall of this private bank to pieces. A variety of broken stone glass tied into a hedgehog.
Shirley didn't know how many tons of C4 the masked clowns used to blow up the bank. Facing the explosion at close range made her tinnitus terribly, she was dragged by Batman to stand up unresponsively, and saw the entrance of the bank—if it can be called If it is the entrance, it is a bloody mess.For the first time, Shirley felt that the vampire's eyesight was not a good thing. She could clearly see the remains of the human body under the pressure of the brick wall and concrete blocks. Those probably belonged to the policemen who had lined up to enter the bank just now to try to help.
The strong smell of blood and gunpowder wafted along the breeze. Shirley hadn't faced such a scene for a long time after leaving the end of the world. It was difficult to adapt for a while, and she subconsciously felt nauseous.
"Hey, citizens of Gotham, everyone!"
The clown's enthusiastic voice mixed with the noise of the huge LED screen came from all directions. The closest to them was the screen at Madison Square. The clown's pale face and bright red lips filled the entire screen, and he was grinning loudly. , raised his right hand to the side of his face and said, "This is just a beginning, an—insignificant beginning."
He licked his lips and rubbed his palms happily, as if he was celebrating a lively festival.
"I love you! Citizens of Gotham!" He raised his arms and shouted, his shrill voice echoed several times in the silent street, "Then let's see who can protect Gotham to the end. Me, or Batman?"
"Hey, citizens of Gotham, everyone!"
"It's just the beginning, a -- tiny beginning."
……
The image of the clown began to be continuously replayed, and Aff's slightly anxious voice sounded again in Shirley's earphones: "Master, Miss Shirley, your signals have been blocked since you entered the bank and you cannot be contacted, Arkham—"
Batman: "I see."
Shirley looked up at the image of the clown on the big screen, her heart turned out to be strangely calm, the shock like "The clown has escaped from Arkham!" did not appear, but a helpless and indifferent "Oh he's gone!" I ran out" almost complaining.
Director Gordon scrambled to his feet and ran towards them. Batman looked away and said to him, "Chief, I'm sorry for the loss of your police force."
Director Gordon paused, sighed, shook his head, and asked, "Joker, he..."
"I will find out how many people escaped from Arkham, compile a report and send it to you. During this period, Gotham's vigilance needs to be strengthened, such as subways, shopping malls, hospitals and other places with heavy traffic."
Director Gordon nodded in response: "I see."
Batman nodded slightly, and whispered to Shirley, "Let's go."
Shirley was about to turn around, but she caught a glimpse of Director Gordon smiling at them from the corner of her eye. The same smile as Afu's made her hair stand on end, and she stammered and asked, "What, what are you doing?"
"You can come back, probably one of the few good things about Gotham."
Shirley muttered: "No, my establishment is not here..."
Commissioner Gordon interrupted him with a smile: "I mean, go back to him."
Shirley turned her head and glanced at Batman. He didn't look at her. He looked at Director Gordon calmly and uprightly, but the experienced old policeman knew that his gaze was slightly off.
He said, "You're talking more and more, Chief."
Director Gordon smiled and shook his head: "Don't be embarrassed, Batman, the citizens of Gotham and I are very happy to see you have your own belonging."
Batman turned away.
Commissioner Gordon whispered to Shirley, "He's shy."
Shirley also followed in a low voice: "He's super twisted."
Batman not far away: "...Nightingale, come here."
Think he's deaf? ? ?
Shirley couldn't help laughing, then quickly restrained her expression, and said to Director Gordon: "I'm going first, pay attention to safety, Director."
She turned to catch up to Batman. The unfinished coffee Frappuccino was still stuck in the booth in the middle of the Batmobile. The ice cubes had all melted, and the taste of coffee was almost gone.
Shirley shook the glass, and Batman asked, "Buy you another glass?"
"Are you hurt?"
"No," Batman said, "but you almost broke my ribs."
In Xueli's mind, Xiaojiu's notification sound about unlocking the achievement [Fighting Together] and rewards arriving in the account sounded. She raised her eyebrows and said to herself that I pressed your shoulders and not your ribs, but she still said without sincerity: " Three seconds of silence for your troubled rib."
Batman made a slight sound, like a short laugh that was quickly suppressed, Shirley leaned back on the seat and asked, "Have you never chatted with someone like this in a Batmobile?"
"Yes." Batman admitted bluntly, and then said after glancing at Shirley, "It's also the first time someone has sat on the co-pilot of the Batmobile in this...relaxed posture."
And the Frappuccino, which doesn't go well with the Batmobile either.
Shirley patted the seat cushion, and said indifferently: "Okay, then I will drive the Batmobile today."
Batmobile: ... Meow meow? ? ?
This time Batman really couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.
The author has something to say: Thank you meow no meow for throwing a grenade, chirp~
Why are there fewer and fewer messages why why why why qaq
After returning to the Avengers Building, they had a short meeting on the possible existence of Hydra spies in SHIELD. Natasha and Barton decided to go back to SHIELD to test Fury first, and to find out his details before making any plans. .As for the others, everything is as usual, except that the Avengers Building no longer has arbitrary access to the S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel except for Natasha and Hawkeye, and Tony himself is required to authorize.
Due to the delay of the meeting, Shirley arrived in Gotham in the early ten o'clock.She teleported to Wayne Manor first, and Afu said that Bruce had gone to the company, so Shirley borrowed Bruce's sports car to go to Wayne Enterprises, and the front desk lady asked her without looking up: "Do you have an appointment?"
Shirley was taken aback, and said, "No."
"Name and occupation?"
"Shirley Sue, occupation, uh... Mr. Tony Stark's assistant."
The identities of the Avengers are not disclosed to the public. Except for Sergeant Steve and Barnes whose faces were exposed in the Captain America Museum, and the arrogant and high-profile Iron Man, the others have their own false identities as their frequent access to revenge. For the reason of the Raiders Building, even the reserve spider was given the title of "Stark Fund Recipient".
The lady at the front desk raised her eyelids and glanced at her, her tone was cold: "Sorry, unless there is a special appointment, Wayne Enterprises does not accept any Stark Enterprises employees."
Shirley: "...???"
With a black question mark on her face, she walked to the side and called Bruce, "Bruce?"
It took a while for Bruce to pick up, but he was quiet, "Alf told me you were at the office, are you there?"
Shirley whispered, "Downstairs, I just mentioned Tony to the front desk and they won't let me in."
"...It's okay, I'll ask my assistant to dial the internal number."
When Shirley saw Bruce, he was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with his back to the door, and the capable blonde female assistant reminded him: "Mr. Wayne, you still have-"
Bruce turned around, "I know, you go out first and close the door."
The blond assistant silently swallowed the rest of the words, and reluctantly followed suit.
Shirley asked, "What?"
She stepped forward, hugged him with a smile, and then quickly let go, straightening out the folds on his shoulders, "The suit is great, I like it."
Of course, Batman's body is even better :)
Bruce kissed her forehead with a low smile, and asked, "Don't the villa like it?"
Shirley choked, "...I can't like it." She curled her lips, "Why did you send that all of a sudden?"
"You have no place to live in New York."
"revenge--"
"That doesn't count." Bruce interrupted her expressionlessly.
Hell Avengers, he doesn't want to go there to find Shirley in the future, he can guarantee that Stark's AI will never let him in.
Shirley burst out laughing, didn't say much, and shook his arm reassuringly, "Okay, do you still have a meeting? Go, I'll wait for you here."
It seemed that she was lucky enough to meet one of the rare days when Baby Bruce came to handle official business in person.
Bruce raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said, "I'll be back soon, you can use whatever you want here, and you can tell the assistant what you want to eat and drink. Also, I have reserved a place at noon, and we will have dinner together."
Shirley nodded, guessing that the assistants outside were going to be waiting impatiently, so she pushed him out while answering, "I see, go get busy."
After Bruce left, his assistant came in and asked Shirley what she wanted. Shirley ordered a Starbucks coffee Frappuccino. The assistant probably saw that she had a close relationship with Bruce, so someone delivered the drink as quickly as possible. Chocolate Ice Cream Muffins.
From the large floor-to-ceiling windows in the office, you can have a panoramic view of Gotham. Shirley happily nestled in the boss chair to eat and enjoy the scenery, but Bruce came back just after she had a drink and took the first bite of the muffin. A little surprised: "Why so fast—"
"There was a robbery at Bliss Bank by a group of people wearing clown masks."
Bruce said, with a low voice, the word 'clown' obviously touched Batman's sensitive nerves, even if it was just a group of people wearing clown masks.
Shirley paused, "Then..."
"Want to come together?"
asked Batman.
Shirley pursed her lips, with a smile in her eyes, she put the Frappuccino back on the table, and the crisp sound of the ice cubes in the glass colliding with each other, like a bullet casing falling to the ground, made her unconsciously twitch her fingertips , evoked a subtle but excited trembling.
"of course."
How do you say that... The most romantic thing I can think of is to catch clowns with you?
They walked out of the office talking and laughing to plan today's appointment, the assistant watched blankly as Bruce walked towards the elevator with Shirley in his arms, and after recovering, he hurriedly chased after him: "Mr. Wayne! The meeting hasn't yet—"
"Let Fox finish the meeting report and pass it on to me," Bruce said nonchalantly, then turned his head and kissed Shirley on the cheek, smiling like an ignorant second-generation ancestor, "My task today is to take care of me. It’s just my girlfriend, Elena, who can bear to leave such a beautiful lady alone in the office to wait?”
The assistant took a deep breath to suppress the madness and breakdown in his heart, and smiled at Bruce: "...Didn't you just do that 15 minutes ago? And...my name is Jessica, Mr. Wayne. "
Shirley almost didn't hold back the expression on her face. This young lady is really upright. It's very rare to maintain such a character while working beside Baby Bruce.
Bruce shrugged indifferently, walked into the elevator with Shirley in his arms.
Fifteen minutes later, the Batmobile was speeding down the road.
Shirley sat in the co-pilot's seat and looked out the window, saying, "The scenery during the day is much better than at night."
"But Gotham can't be daylight forever."
Batman's characteristic hoarse and deep voice showed that the purpose of their trip was not so easy. The closer they got to the bank where the accident occurred, Shirley suddenly found that this place looked familiar.
"Bat, here...?"
"We met here," Batman said. "It was night, we had a dinner party together, and I sent you home after the end."
Shirley remembered that she had used the Batman card to fight him back then.
"...Emmmm, you remember it quite clearly." She was a little cautious.
After all, those pasts may have only been more than a year for her, but for Batman it was already five or six years ago.
Batman turned his head to look at her, his thin lips curled up in an almost invisible arc, then he turned his head quickly, and with a flick of his tail, he parked the Batmobile against the wall.
"Always remember." He said softly.
The two got out of the car respectively. Shirley observed the inside of the bank through a perspective and told Batman: "There are nine hostages lined up in front of the counter on the first floor, and eight clowns are guarding them. There are six clowns on the second floor, four One is scattered at the stairs, and two are by the railing. It is still the old rule, I go to the second floor to squat, and you are on the first floor."
Batman nodded and said, "You can't kill."
"know."
Shirley teleported to the back of a certain clown on the second floor, pinched him by the back of the neck and slammed him hard against the railing. At the same time, she shot with her right hand and hit the clown's knee behind the opposite railing. When Batman jumped in, she shot again. Disappeared in place and reappeared behind the masked clown who was hiding vigilantly behind a pillar with a gun in his hand.
There were gunshots and fighting sounds from the first floor, as well as screams and cries of panic from the hostages. Shirley knocked the muzzle of the gun pointed at by the clown with the M762 gun, and the flying bullets shot a long series of bullets on the ceiling. crater.
Shirley tried her best to make a quick decision. Equipped with the strength of the vampire card, she could carry these strong men with an average height of 1.8 meters [-] as easily as carrying a chicken. She pressed a head and hit the ground hard. When encountering a strengthened person, they will remove his limb joints or use a dagger to cut off the tendons. If not, they will directly insert a knife into the third section of the spine, and then they will flop on the ground like a dead fish, without a trace. No backhand power.
Black figures floated around like ghosts, dripping blood everywhere they passed.Shirley quickly cleaned up the second floor, leaning on the railing and jumping over.
Batman was still fighting with the masked clowns. Shirley ran to rescue the hostages at the first time, but a masked clown tried to stop him but was kicked out by her. She cut the hemp rope that tied the hostages with a dagger to protect them Running outside, the vampire's keen five senses allowed her to fill a few shots with a pistol when she had time, while Batman was behind her protecting her back. Chief Gordon and a group of police officers had arrived one after another.
"Nightingale?" Commissioner Gordon was a little surprised, "I heard that you went to - why did you -"
"Thank you for your help." Shirley blinked at him, and teleported back to the bank before Director Gordon could reply.
At this time, it can be said that it is much quieter than before. Although the hearing of the vampire is not as good as that of a superman, it is also several times higher than that of ordinary people.A burst of subtle ticking sounds that seemed to be intertwined was amplified infinitely in her ears, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in Xue Li's heart. Before she had time to think about it, she heard Batman shout: "Nightingale! Don't be dazed!"
Her ears keenly caught the sound of the trigger being pulled, and with a wave of her hand, Shirley floated the counter to block the flying bullets, but her eyes widened in amazement when she saw the counter turned upside down to reveal the bottom.
Batman threw out the hook lock, strangled the masked clown's neck and pulled him back hard. He twisted his arm and handed over his gun, but Shirley turned her head and yelled at the police who came in to help: "Everyone get out!!!"
In the blink of an eye, Batman suddenly realized something, and the thunderous bang that erupted from the second floor verified his guess.Maybe it was a second or maybe two seconds, dozens of explosive points erupted one after another, Batman quickly observed the chandelier on the ceiling that was still stable at present, and planned to take Nightingale out, but just as he shot the grapple, he was caught by a so fast The black shadow of the shadow grabbed his shoulder and smashed through the window and fell out. The ensuing violent airflow blew the outer wall of this private bank to pieces. A variety of broken stone glass tied into a hedgehog.
Shirley didn't know how many tons of C4 the masked clowns used to blow up the bank. Facing the explosion at close range made her tinnitus terribly, she was dragged by Batman to stand up unresponsively, and saw the entrance of the bank—if it can be called If it is the entrance, it is a bloody mess.For the first time, Shirley felt that the vampire's eyesight was not a good thing. She could clearly see the remains of the human body under the pressure of the brick wall and concrete blocks. Those probably belonged to the policemen who had lined up to enter the bank just now to try to help.
The strong smell of blood and gunpowder wafted along the breeze. Shirley hadn't faced such a scene for a long time after leaving the end of the world. It was difficult to adapt for a while, and she subconsciously felt nauseous.
"Hey, citizens of Gotham, everyone!"
The clown's enthusiastic voice mixed with the noise of the huge LED screen came from all directions. The closest to them was the screen at Madison Square. The clown's pale face and bright red lips filled the entire screen, and he was grinning loudly. , raised his right hand to the side of his face and said, "This is just a beginning, an—insignificant beginning."
He licked his lips and rubbed his palms happily, as if he was celebrating a lively festival.
"I love you! Citizens of Gotham!" He raised his arms and shouted, his shrill voice echoed several times in the silent street, "Then let's see who can protect Gotham to the end. Me, or Batman?"
"Hey, citizens of Gotham, everyone!"
"It's just the beginning, a -- tiny beginning."
……
The image of the clown began to be continuously replayed, and Aff's slightly anxious voice sounded again in Shirley's earphones: "Master, Miss Shirley, your signals have been blocked since you entered the bank and you cannot be contacted, Arkham—"
Batman: "I see."
Shirley looked up at the image of the clown on the big screen, her heart turned out to be strangely calm, the shock like "The clown has escaped from Arkham!" did not appear, but a helpless and indifferent "Oh he's gone!" I ran out" almost complaining.
Director Gordon scrambled to his feet and ran towards them. Batman looked away and said to him, "Chief, I'm sorry for the loss of your police force."
Director Gordon paused, sighed, shook his head, and asked, "Joker, he..."
"I will find out how many people escaped from Arkham, compile a report and send it to you. During this period, Gotham's vigilance needs to be strengthened, such as subways, shopping malls, hospitals and other places with heavy traffic."
Director Gordon nodded in response: "I see."
Batman nodded slightly, and whispered to Shirley, "Let's go."
Shirley was about to turn around, but she caught a glimpse of Director Gordon smiling at them from the corner of her eye. The same smile as Afu's made her hair stand on end, and she stammered and asked, "What, what are you doing?"
"You can come back, probably one of the few good things about Gotham."
Shirley muttered: "No, my establishment is not here..."
Commissioner Gordon interrupted him with a smile: "I mean, go back to him."
Shirley turned her head and glanced at Batman. He didn't look at her. He looked at Director Gordon calmly and uprightly, but the experienced old policeman knew that his gaze was slightly off.
He said, "You're talking more and more, Chief."
Director Gordon smiled and shook his head: "Don't be embarrassed, Batman, the citizens of Gotham and I are very happy to see you have your own belonging."
Batman turned away.
Commissioner Gordon whispered to Shirley, "He's shy."
Shirley also followed in a low voice: "He's super twisted."
Batman not far away: "...Nightingale, come here."
Think he's deaf? ? ?
Shirley couldn't help laughing, then quickly restrained her expression, and said to Director Gordon: "I'm going first, pay attention to safety, Director."
She turned to catch up to Batman. The unfinished coffee Frappuccino was still stuck in the booth in the middle of the Batmobile. The ice cubes had all melted, and the taste of coffee was almost gone.
Shirley shook the glass, and Batman asked, "Buy you another glass?"
"Are you hurt?"
"No," Batman said, "but you almost broke my ribs."
In Xueli's mind, Xiaojiu's notification sound about unlocking the achievement [Fighting Together] and rewards arriving in the account sounded. She raised her eyebrows and said to herself that I pressed your shoulders and not your ribs, but she still said without sincerity: " Three seconds of silence for your troubled rib."
Batman made a slight sound, like a short laugh that was quickly suppressed, Shirley leaned back on the seat and asked, "Have you never chatted with someone like this in a Batmobile?"
"Yes." Batman admitted bluntly, and then said after glancing at Shirley, "It's also the first time someone has sat on the co-pilot of the Batmobile in this...relaxed posture."
And the Frappuccino, which doesn't go well with the Batmobile either.
Shirley patted the seat cushion, and said indifferently: "Okay, then I will drive the Batmobile today."
Batmobile: ... Meow meow? ? ?
This time Batman really couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.
The author has something to say: Thank you meow no meow for throwing a grenade, chirp~
Why are there fewer and fewer messages why why why why qaq
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Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System
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Traveling through a book to save the heroine in the apocalypse? Are you crazy?
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The eldest sister was reborn and the younger sister traveled through time. I just want to survive.
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