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Bruce couldn't refuse Farr in the end.

For this reason, Gotham's recent hot topic has developed from "Who is Batman?" to "Anecdotes about Batman and the White Hart".

"...The people of Gotham are really not good at naming names." Farr touched the antlers on his mask, "The white deer is considered an angel in some places."

Brono knew what Farr was referring to, and he used the mechanical voice to pick up Farr's short time, always firmly and firmly: "And when you were in the disc world, you threatened the 'angel' and said that he would use him as a reserve food."

Disc world, as the name suggests, this planet looks like a huge saucer from the outside.The aborigines are all animals, and the white deer is considered to have divine power because of its vigor and elegance.Farr originally chased a poaching gang all the way to the place where the white deer lived. When he met a little white deer that was still stumbling, he wanted to follow Farr’s face. Farr threatened him and said will eat him.

At this time, Brono brought up the old story again, and Farr licked his lips: the night watch was very exhausting, and he was a bit craving donuts.

Bruce hadn't gotten used to his boyfriend's outfit after more than half a month, he frowned and tightened the corners of his mouth, with a standard "Batman-style disapproval" expression: "Deer, you are too conspicuous to move at night in white. "

"Sometimes I can be responsible for attracting attention." Tonight's night patrol route was chosen by Farr, and while he was controlling the batwing, he said slowly, "You know, I don't have much sense of belonging to Gotham. Just because you're here and you want to protect Gotham and I want to protect you."

Even in Farr's view, Bruce's physical fitness simply beats most people on Earth, and his equipment is also very advanced.

He still worries about whether his boyfriend will get hurt somewhere.

Maybe those wounds weren't fatal, Farr thought, but they hurt.

Of course it hurts to get hurt.

It's not that Bruce pursed his lips tightly and refused to cry out the pain, or that he said lightly that he was used to it, so Farr could just ignore it.

He hopes that he can not only participate in the glamorous part of Bruce, but also hug the lonely and obscure part of his boyfriend.He's in love with all of Bruce.

When the two passed by a chemical plant, they saw the light swept by a strong flashlight, and Farr looked sideways at Bruce: "It's not quite right."

"Well." Bruce took the lead in finding a foothold, "You..." followed me.

When he turned his head, Farr had already stepped quietly to the window and looked into the room. He noticed that his boyfriend's movements were light and elegant.

His boyfriend just has the ability to make Night Watch look like he's walking at a ball.

Batman sighed silently.

But his eyebrows are no longer knit together.

This room seemed to be piled with some chemical agents, Farr noticed that there were many danger signs.There were only three of them, all wearing red hoods.But the thin man at the front—Falr remembers the spirit, the comedian of the night, Joe Kerr—had been threatened by a tall, thin man with a gun to his waist, next to him. There was another accomplice standing who looked much stronger and also had a gun.

Yes, Joe said he worked in a chemical plant.Farr gestured to Bruce to signal his boyfriend to approach from behind, and he, he was responsible for attracting the attention of the other party from the front, to see if he could find an opportunity to rescue the hostage.

Bruce nodded, mouthing Farr to be careful.

"Hey!" Farr smashed the glass and went through the window, "Look what I found. Now even the Red Hoods have the guts to send only two people to rob a factory?"

Qiao looked at him eagerly, and suddenly there was light in his eyes: "You are that, that White Deer man! Help me! Help!"

"Shut up!" The tall and thin man stabbed Joe in the waist with the muzzle so hard that Joe staggered a step forward, "I know you, White Hart. Put your weapon on the ground and kick it over. Don't play tricks, or this coward's brains will splatter all over your pretty mask."

Farr confronted the two with a gun: "He also wears a red hood, so obviously he is one of you. Even if you don't kill him, I will send him to prison."

Batman doesn't kill, Farr rarely kills, so the bullets in the gun in his hand are actually special powerful anesthetics.

After many criminals were shot by the White Hart, they would find themselves in the cells of the Gotham Police Department as soon as they woke up and regained consciousness.It's hard to say whether it's better to meet Batman or meet the White Hart head-on, anyway, it's a criminal failure.

The worst part is that these two usually appear together.

When you see Batman, it's great, and you'll buy one get one free to find the White Hart.

With tears in his eyes, Joe shook his head desperately: "I'm not—" In exchange for the tall and thin man hitting him again.

Farr pursed his lips. This is actually his usual routine: when rescuing the hostages, he will not show how much he attaches importance to the hostages.To be honest, being a bounty hunter as good as he is in the galaxy means that many times you have to use everything to the extreme, and their conventional method is to play cards that do not follow common sense.

Farr is already considered different enough - he really rarely kills people. Even if the mission clearly states that he can be killed on the spot, he will often choose to restrict the opponent's freedom and send him to a military court.Of course, if his mission target insists on fighting him forever, he will also be very decisive in killing him.

But looking at Joe's mental state, it seemed that something was wrong. Farr adjusted his strategy: "He is your internal agent? You are all for money, aren't you?"

"No matter what is under your mask, White Deer Man." The tall and thin man didn't follow his train of thought, "I heard that you have never missed a hand, and every criminal who met you was sent to prison by you." Police station, that's only because you haven't met us yet. Where's your black-and-white bat pal?"

"Be careful what you say, Red Hood." Farr expressed his dissatisfaction, he didn't look into the corner where Bruce was hiding, he just argued, "He's handsome, okay?"

Batman, who was forced to appear in the conversation, threw out a bat dart, indicating that Farr was ready to do it.

The Batarang shattered the bulb, turning everything back into darkness.

"It's Batman!" The two of them immediately grabbed Joe Hal roughly, and ran separately, left and right.

Farr chose the man with Joe: "The other is yours, be careful with the other's gun." He added quickly, "I don't think his gun can hit you."

Joe Harr was a chemical engineer, in other words, a brain worker, and he effectively slowed down the stout man.Therefore, when he turned around and found that Farr was about to catch up, the man decisively pushed Joe in Farr's direction.

Farr was ready to catch the engineer who had participated in the crime for some unknown purpose, but Joe cried, "Don't catch me!" The pool fell.

"Joe!"

Farr immediately rushed to grab Joe's hand, but he couldn't catch anything.The scene of Joe screaming and falling into the chemical pool seemed to be in slow motion, and Farr could clearly see the tears welling up from Joe's eyes and his terrified face.It seemed that in an instant, the screams turned into screams, and then Joe was quickly submerged by the chemical agent.

This leaves Val and Bruce in silence for each other on the way home.

Bruce tried to comfort his boyfriend: "It's not your fault, Farr."

He's not good at it, but he's always willing to try for Farr.

If it happened to him himself, he could accept everything silently and firmly.What about Kofar?He wanted Farr to have no heart hurt.

"I know." Fall took a deep breath, "I just... felt that he must be very desperate. I didn't show any intention to save him, even though I did it for the sake of greater certainty. But I didn't convince him that I would save him." he."

That's why he ran away.

But now it's a foregone conclusion.

Farr can do many things, but he can't turn back time.

Even when he feels he could have done better, he can't do it all over again.

So he dragged Bruce into an alley at random - Bruce's mask design was really convenient for them to kiss under the moonlight.

Bruce was his reality, his here and now.

……

This place seems to be a factory warehouse that has been abandoned for a long time. It is empty, and there is a unique smell in the air that has not been circulated for a long time.Empty and silent, Farr could only hear his own breathing.

There is no characteristic for him to locate and analyze where he is.

The warehouse opened a window on a high place, and judging from the brightness of the sun, it was probably two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

Val was sure he had never been to this place.

His memory is still stuck in last night?He and Bruce separately pursued the two sides of the drug trade. He chased all the way to Crime Alley, and then lost consciousness and was brought here by someone.

Bruce will be in a hurry.

He tentatively moved the wrist tied behind his back, the way he tied the knot was not standard, as if he just tied a knot indiscriminately.

First crime?

The smoke that stunned him last night obviously had a special effect, and it didn't seem like it could be done by one person, and the other party came prepared and set up an ambush in advance.

Should be a gang.

The blond young man with the white deer mask and earphones taken off stayed quietly in place, waiting with his head down for his captors to show up and reveal their purpose.

Didn't make him wait too long.

The person who came was wearing a slightly old purple suit, and approached with steps that seemed to have his own unique rhythm.Green hair, white face, and a bright red mouth with a tear.

clown.

Farr sighed softly.

Recently, the clown has become famous in Gotham's criminal world, and other villains can also make speculations based on part of the logic when committing crimes, and even some "thieves have the right way".But none of that applies to Joker.The clown acts as he pleases, without goals or rules, not for money or fame.

The Joker just wants to be...fun.

Farr's tongue lightly touched the palate, and called out another name: "Joe."

"There's no more Joe, Farr." The clown held the gun in his right hand, and played with the white deer mask he got from Farr with his left hand. There was only half of it. According to the marks of repeated cutting at the break, Farr deduced that it was the clown with a knife. Cut open, "You didn't catch Joe, you didn't save Joe."

"I can't save everyone, Joe." Farr's eyes were calm. "I can say that I tried very hard to save you—where's the other half of my mask?"

"Fare, you made me, part of me." The clown said in a weird voice, "Some people never think that what they think they can do is impossible. I appreciate it." He paused and repeated, "I appreciate it very much."

Thinking of the clown's continuous big moves during this period, he robbed the bank and bombed the hospital.

Farr: "...I think you and I understand this sentence differently."

"I didn't expect the White Hart to be you, Farr." The clown grinned and elongated his tone deliberately, "but this was a surprise." He put the mask on his face, "The man with the red hood went to find Bruce Wayne played, and you, you gotta wait here with me for Batman."

The clown's laughter echoed in this abandoned warehouse: "A simple little game. Farr, you just need to let Batman kill me, and you can go back to meet your boyfriend alive. As for the mask?" He tilted his head to look Looking at Farr, as if Farr asked what a stupid question, "Sent to Wayne Building, of course, after all, you want to leave some souvenirs for your boyfriend-or do you prefer to leave him with some parts of yourself? I'd like to satisfy you, Farr, you're interesting."

Farr: "...I think you and I have a different definition of fun."

The author has something to say: Discworld is also from "Stellaris", the game is really fun (manual dog head).White Deer was made up by me, I really... don’t know how to name it, otherwise my son wouldn’t be so blunt enough to be called Farr qwq The main reason is that it’s too strange for my son to wear a little yellow duck mask, otherwise I would write about the world of ducks qwq Howard Duck deserves the name!

[Manual highlight warning!The next chapter is the end of the copy of the master, and the next ex-boyfriend (dangerous speech) is Da Chao! 】

Little angels, the extra writing about leaving is probably going to be very late OTZ, let's read the main text first 23333 Promise me, no matter what the plot in the next chapter will be, you all have to believe that the author still has love for Ugly Lord, okay? ! !

And I really didn't do anything to Mr. Chou (raised my hands to show my innocence), but I still had to warn in advance, because I saw a little angel who wanted to add a role to Mr. Chou!