Superhero Damage Control [Comprehensive]

Wayne?

Lucy stared at the man with frenzied color.

Although afraid of admitting mistakes, but...

Lucy quickly took out her mobile phone to check the latest news about Bruce Wayne. The first message that popped up was a photo of Wayne cutting the ribbon for the Wayne Technology Building in the Virginia branch. exactly the same.

Bruce Wayne in Lucy's eyes immediately received the blessing of divine light, that is the light of a hero, the light of a local tyrant...

Bruce Wayne suddenly felt two stares like hungry wolves appearing from behind him. He turned his head slightly, and the woman behind him immediately looked away, watching his companion take off his coat with a silly smile, revealing the inside... ...oh he doesn't know what to say about the sweater.

It's just trying to cover up.

Between a handsome gentleman in a suit and a tree spirit, a woman will always choose the former.

Wayne thought with some pride, when he came out after changing into a new suit and happened to meet the "Christmas Tree Spirit" who also changed into a new suit, he regretted that he made a judgment too early.

Because it's just one style, the suit is obviously a bit small. The big man has no fat under the sweater, and his physique is abnormally fit. Wayne couldn't help touching his belly that had gained weight recently due to injuries and lack of exercise. Secretly decided to add an hour of recovery training to myself every day.

Hart, the owner, gazed at the big man with satisfaction, almost as if he were looking at a work of art.

"It seems I have a good eye, I found your piece of armor." Hart said.

Wayne sat aside, as a more distinguished guest, but did not interrupt them arrogantly, but sat on the side and read the newspaper.

that girl...

The girl looked at her boyfriend's transformation and felt like crying out of excitement.

Wayne peeked over the newspaper at a man and a woman not far away.

Hart led the big man to the mirror, and put his hand gently on the man's spine, forcing his chest to stick out, and Wayne could almost see how the strong muscles under the shirt moved.He felt jealous that the other party had such a good figure, and even wanted to go up to him and ask him how many hours he had spent in the gym to have such a good figure that humans can only dream of.

Hart straightened the big man's body, combed his hair neatly behind his back, and paired it with a smart suit, it looked like he could rush into the studio of a fashion magazine right now, kick away all the models, and immediately take a picture A set of photos, no photographer would refuse such a handsome man.

"It can be seen from a person's posture and expression, what kind of person he is, or what kind of person he wants to be. A suit can't change a person's temperament, it can only set it off." Hart shook his head The tape measure measured Clark's broad shoulders and bust, and said to Clark in the mirror, "And you, you are a person full of justice and noble chivalry, and you have a sense of heroism in your bones. A beige tweed suit is a great way to accentuate your character."

The owner has a mouth that can speak well, and he has almost a dozen words of praise for the guests in his stomach, but what is even more rare is that every sentence speaks to Clark's heart, just like he promised to tailor a suit for Clark, even His praise also seemed tailor-made for Clark.

Hart finished measuring Clark's size and went to write the list. Clark touched the smooth fabric on his body... He couldn't help but want to wear it for a while.

When the prepaid bill came, Clark almost ran away when he saw the numbers on it.Lucy took out her credit card generously, and Clark almost stopped her with super speed.

Clark's face flushed with embarrassment: "No, Lucy, I can't let you pay."

Lucy smiled slightly: "Then who should pay for it, with your meager salary as a little reporter?"

"It's too expensive." Clark murmured, "You don't have to... tell me you're not feeling guilty about my resignation, please, Lucy, it's none of your business, it's just... I think I should go Yes. Let me come, I'm not so poor as you think."

Lucy signed the order at a speed that Clark couldn't stop, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "I know you are not poor, you can press carbon into diamonds with your bare hands, if you want to pay me back, please use diamonds to pay me back." , but still no need, I didn’t spend the money to buy my guilt.”

Lucy licked her lower lip and pulled Clark's tie down with a smile: "I want to spend a lot of money to make you forget the memory of me jumping on you and touching you around that day."

Clark lowered his head slightly to look at Lucy's serious and threatening expression, and almost nodded, but he saw a suspicious red rising from the base of Lucy's ear, and he couldn't help but want to tease her, so he suddenly realized He patted himself on the head: "Oh, that thing..."

He shook his head in distress: "What kind of diamond do you want, can you make a tiara?"

Lucy gave Clark a reproachful push and picked up a call.

The person on the opposite side was anxious and didn't know what to say, but it made Lucy's expression instantly change to that of frozen milk.

"I have to go, Clark." Lucy hurriedly picked up her bag, "Have a nice trip."

Lucy tiptoed around Clark's reassuring arms, really reluctant.

She had just learned about the real side of the Son of Krypton, which made people feel so distressed and sad.

Lucy finally let him go, maybe after the journey, he can regain his position in the world, he...is destined to become a hero, the shopkeeper is right, a person's temperament determines what kind of person he becomes. A person may dodge or escape, but as long as he persists in his heart, his fate has been decided at the very beginning.

Superheroes don't become superheroes because they acquire powers by chance.

They were born heroes.

Lucy reluctantly left the tailor shop.

The cheerful silver bell at the door of the tailor's shop made Clark feel lost for no reason.

Before he could prepare his parting emotions, Lucy rushed back like the wind, grabbed his collar and told him like a threat: "If you want to go to Gotham, stay at your house and put your clothes away." The little curiosity of the journalists, don't mind your own business, Gotham's villains can't be understood according to ordinary people's thinking at all, they are dangerous."

"How dangerous, I am..." Clark clenched his fists, self-evident.

"I heard that before they fight with Batman, they will try their best to cheat the cannon, and then they will fight with Batman!"

Clark's expression suddenly became very exciting.

"That does seem a little dangerous."

"Listen to me, yes."

After Lucy finished speaking, it was blown out like a tornado.

Clark heard the rustling of newspapers in the corner, and the man who had buried his head behind the newspaper couldn't help laughing, even the hand holding the newspaper was shaking.

"I can guarantee with my personality that the villains in Gotham haven't been so unscrupulous."

The tone is deliberately elongated, every pronunciation is very clear, standard English pronunciation, with an imperceptible arrogance and arrogance, Clark can hear that in every "upper class" person they interviewed in society - the most " He can always hear it when it's "upper class".

"You're from Gotham?"

"Yes." The man reading the newspaper slowly put down the newspaper, folded it again, and placed it on the wooden table next to him, revealing the face that all social news reporters and entertainment reporters flocked to and dreamed of—— Bruce Wayne, "I am Gotham."

He stood up calmly and walked over to Clark, who looked half a head taller than Clark. His falcon-like eyes stared at Clark from top to bottom. Clark felt a moment of discomfort, but Wayne knew how to start. After a normal conversation, his sharp eyes were immediately stained with a bit of easy-going, a bit exaggerated, even his tone of voice.

"In order to correct your fiancée's misunderstanding of Gotham, I think it's my duty to tell you about the customs and customs of Gotham."

Clark's ears turned red: "Oh, that's not my fiancee."

Bruce Wayne wasn't embarrassed by his misunderstanding: "No? Sorry, I heard you talking about diamonds."

"Just a friend, but it would be great if you would be my guide. Clark Kent." Clark held Wayne's hand, "Actually, my friend is just very hostile to the villains in Gotham, She thinks Gotham is still very simple and folk."

Bruce Wayne: "... your friend's words are very... unique."

Lucy drove the broken car all the way to the downstairs of Matthew's house, and she glanced at Matthew's upstairs, and saw two figures flickering under the changing light of the advertisement , she couldn't see clearly from the distance, but she knew that the two were arguing with their body language crazily.

She ran upstairs in three steps at a time, and pushed open the door. Karen Page, Fudge, and Matthew had stopped arguing, and the three of them were coldly separated from each other by a long distance, and no one spoke.

Matthew looked up and turned in Lucy's direction, and Lucy said in a small voice, "web."

Matthew nodded, understanding that it was Peter who told Lucy what happened here.He didn't want to start this fight, this afternoon was his time to train Peter, and even after WWE was over, Matthew still thought it was necessary to train Peter, until Karen came in, and then Fudge followed, and they The three began to stir up a pot of porridge and began to persuade each other.

Peter could only scramble out of the window, but he obviously heard their argument.

"So, Karen, nice to meet you." Lucy briskly put her bag on the chair and took off her scarf. "I hear you're in trouble."

When Karen saw Lucy, her expression was not very good.

"Are you going to just stand here, or continue arguing to a conclusion, maybe I can help you figure it out." Lucy made herself a cup of tea, and sent herself to the sofa very skillfully. The position I like to occupy the most, "After all, this is the job I am best at."

"We have nothing to talk about, I've made up my mind." Karen stood up abruptly, intending to leave before the next round of bickering.

"No, Karen, you can't do anything." Matthew said, "We just pulled you out of the lawsuit, and you can't get yourself into it again."

Karen is offended by Matthew's conservative tone: "So what are we supposed to do now, watch Fisk become mayor and turn every neighborhood into Hell's Kitchen?"

Matthew tried to convince Karen: "We are trying to find his weakness, start with people around him, Fisk needs cash to help the campaign, most of his money is not clean, as long as we can find a way to prove that his source of money is illegal , we can disrupt his financial flow. We're investigating!"

"No, you didn't!" Karen yelled.

Karen's body was shaking from anger, or from fear, and her voice choked up: "Since that day, Matthew, you crashed a car, and then everyone changed, I don't know what happened between you , but suddenly no one cared about Fisk's affairs anymore, you pretended to be indifferent to each other like strangers, and didn't even go to the office. Fudge rolled in bed with a woman from Fisk's legal team..."

Karen stretched out a hand to suppress Fudge's explanation: "Yes, I know, I saw her bring you here in the morning. Don't try to explain, I have eyes." She took a deep breath and stood between Lucy and Matthew. He took a quick glance, "And Matthew, you are only focused on watching some RAW boxing match with your new girlfriend. You two were spotted during the TV broadcast."

Karen cried: "Only I remember to avenge the people Fisk killed, and only I am still investigating him. I was working hard, but in the end I became the one who was blamed. Why?"

"Because you have done useless work." Lucy pointed out sharply, "Karen, look at what you did, you didn't catch Fisk's pain point, but was caught by him, Matthew and Fudge had to waste them Should have looked into Fisk's time to clean up your mess, and here's why."

Lucy regretted it as soon as she said it. In any case, Karen chose to do the right thing, but she didn't use a smart way to complete her. She shouldn't have been so harsh on her.

"You should at least talk it over with us," said Fudge.

"I called you." Karen wiped away her tears and straightened her body. "I called each of you that day, but none of you responded to me. I experienced the most helpless feeling, And then..."

Karen glared at Lucy.

"At that time, no one gave me any advice." The unbearable anxiety and panic broke out in Karen's voice, almost infecting Lucy, "Fisk is about to win...Let me remind you that there is still one and a half months before he will win." Can be the mayor, and what else can you do besides having sex with women and dreaming of losing his money? My method is a bit stupid, but it at least... at least can delay Slow down Fisk's pace, even a little bit."

A moment of silence.

After a long time, Matthew broke the silence: "You can't make any judgments on Fisk now, social networks, newspapers, blogs, not a word, or you will be sued again."

Karen took a long breath: "I gave all the clues of my investigation to Urik, a reporter from the New York Gazette. Fortunately, he thought that my investigation was in the right direction."

Lucy's heart was seized: "What did you do?"

Karen looked at Lucy with a surprised expression indifferently: "I didn't deceive him. He accepted my request only because he has a sense of justice and conscience in his heart."

Lucy stood up suddenly, her footsteps brushed past Karen's shoulders, and when she passed Matthew, she said softly, "I'll wait for you downstairs, take your uniform." Then she disappeared into the room, and ruthlessly He slammed the door hard.

Matthew gritted his teeth.

Lucy asked him to bring his uniform.

That probably means that bad, bad things are about to happen.