Don't take my blame [comprehensive British and American]

Bruce raised his foot and walked forward without changing his expression, but just as he took a step, the little girl behind him grabbed the hem of his suit again.

The familiar scene made his forehead twitch.

He didn't look back, and felt the little girl approaching on tiptoe, "Don't be afraid, Uncle Bruce, he..."

The little girl's sweet voice rang in my ears, and the veins on his forehead twitched again when he heard the first half of the sentence, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he raised his eyebrows and hummed irrefutably, turning his head Seeing the little girl's face full of praise, I twitched the corners of my lips and reached out to pat the little girl's head.

The interaction between the two was seen by others, and the clown said in a strange voice: "Oh, our son of Gotham and this, um, girl behind him have a really good relationship."

"I'm always more patient with girls." For the clown's malicious ridicule, Bruce just smiled, appearing more personable.

Sienna watched with relish from below, and it would be easy for her to deal with the clown on the stage and the people around her, but she didn't want to do it.

She prefers watching plays to fighting.

And the more she looked at Bruce, the more pleasing she was, he was so good-looking, and unlike the kind angel she had seen before, his good-looking was more mature and stable.

Both were equally pleasing to the eye anyway, but she liked the angel a little more because his armor was so cool and he had offered her a cheeseburger.

Sienna unilaterally decided not to rob Bruce because of his good looks.

The two people on the stage were still circling, the clown seemed to be extraordinarily disorganized today, unlike his style.

"Okay, we have the protagonist of our game. Next, it's time to announce the rules." Speaking of the game, the corners of the clown's mouth cracked even more, and his eyes were full of malice. He looked around and saw the terrified expressions on everyone's faces. The smile was a little more excited, "Oh, it seems that everyone is looking forward to it, so let's start!"

The clown clapped his hands, and the men wearing hoods brought up several boxes. The boxes were packaged like gifts, and a big bow was tied with a golden ribbon.

And the clown did not know where to find a red hat and put it on.

"Santa Claus has sent gifts to our lucky Mr. Wayne, but Mr. Wayne can't be greedy, he can only choose one gift, and the rest..." The clown paused for a moment and then couldn't control the strange Laughing, "Hee hee hee, the rest of the gifts belong to the other lucky ones."

After finishing speaking, he moved closer to Bruce and stared into his eyes: "Remember, don't be greedy."

Bruce looked at the row of wrapped presents in front of him and reached out to pick one at random.

"Wow, Mr. Wayne has already chosen the present, now it's time to unwrap the present." The clown rubbed his hands excitedly, "Please, Mr. Wayne."

Seeing the actions of the clown on the stage, Sienna shook her head, pursed her mouth in disgust, and stared straight at Bruce on the stage.

Bruce not only has a good-looking face, but also has very beautiful hands, with slender and well-defined fingers. It is a pleasure to watch him unwrap presents.

As those beautiful hands peeled off the wrapped gifts, the contents inside were revealed to everyone.

It is a delicate and compact bow and crossbow.

The clown next to him let out a horrifying laugh, and clapped his hands in satisfaction after laughing: "Mr. Wayne, you are indeed the son of Gotham, you are really lucky."

"Okay, let's announce the rules of the game."

"From now on, within 10 minutes, our Mr. Wayne needs to use the gift in his hand to kill five random people present." He looked at everyone in the audience, with a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth, "Oh, I know you guys What's on your mind, I'm talking about everyone including myself and them of course."

"If you don't complete the mission, all of you... will die here, hahahahaha!!"

As he said that, he laughed again: "Oh, as for the remaining presents, they are gifts from my Santa Claus, which contain random self-defense weapons." The clown gestured to the masked man, who took the gift Throwing it high, everyone watched the free fall of the gift and heard the second half of the clown's words.

"Hands are fast, hands are slow!"

After speaking, the clown looked at his watch and covered his mouth pretendingly: "Oh, I wasted too much time, and now there are only 8 minutes left."

After his words fell, everyone in the audience rushed towards the gift that fell from the sky.

Except for one person.

Sienna.

She still looked at Bruce seriously, completely indifferent to the clown's words and the surrounding environment.

The scene was chaotic for a while, the elegant and dignified ladies in suits and leather shoes just now were in a mess all the time, both clothes and hairstyles were messed up.

At this time, the sound of a police car came from outside.

The clown was also taken aback for a moment, he changed his composure just now and started to panic.

Bruce saw the right moment, no one around noticed him, and the clown was also in a mess, he subconsciously rushed towards Bruce.

Just as Bruce raised the bow and crossbow in his hand, seeing Sienna rushing out at a very fast speed, he paused and let the little girl save him.

Sienna kicked the clown down and straddled him.

Take off his mask...