Honey, killing is my job [Batman]

Hull turned around with a rare seriousness on his face.It's not that she doesn't like it here, but everything here makes her afraid that everything is a phantom.

Chatting sunrises, exquisite meals, and even a warm Afu who misses his family.Forget it, all this does not belong to her.

Hull had had enough, she didn't want to become an unseemly discarded armor on the day when she really had to part.

She was ready to leave, Helton paused, and looked at the monitor on the wrist that looked like an accessory.Bruce said it would explode.

As soon as she left Wayne Manor, she would be bombed to pieces within six hours.

Good guy, she hasn't experienced what it would be like to be smashed into pieces.

She decided to go back and ask Wilson about this matter, maybe he has this experience.

Butler Alfred and Bruce stood upstairs in the manor and watched, while Hull walked away slowly in a strange posture.A Fu turned his head, with a smug expression on his face: "It seems that my good subordinate has an extremely interesting soul."

Bruce wiped his thin lips vigorously, but the touch of Hull's mischievous kiss before could not be erased.

He was a little annoyed, but he suppressed another strange feeling in his heart.This woman is always challenging his lower limit. Since when did he actually change from a frightened criminal fighter to a character who is eaten tofu by Hull from time to time?

The faint scent of coconut milk on Hull's body broke into his nose like a dream.To be honest, he has no choice but to take Hull at all, this man is a bandit!

Bruce walked back and took away the dinner plate from Butler Aff, put it on the small round table in the room, and then finished washing up in the bathroom.He is already awake, thanks to Toher.

Aff put a copy of the Gotham Times in front of him: "Hull was on the cover with you, and the public seems to be guessing about your relationship with her, but I watched the video spread on the Internet. gun, but I didn't see her look like a wounded one."

Bruce glanced casually, picked up a glass of vegetable juice and was about to put it in his mouth: "She is a supernatural person, and her partner is the Deadpool gang. If I guess right, her mutated ability is Super undead ability, able to heal at any time."

A Fu sat opposite, the warm morning sun hit his suit that was a little wrinkled because of his sitting posture.With a fine golden luster, he has been around Batman for a long time, and he is quick to accept these abilities, but he is also slightly surprised: "Hmm, this is really a good ability."

"I collected her blood for testing, but the blood leaving her body quickly went from the state of rapidly dividing blood cells to death, so this ability cannot be replicated."

"But as the body tissues continue to heal, they will also feel pain. I feel a little bit sorry for this little girl."

Bruce leaned back slightly, squinting lazily: "Maybe, but I don't care."

He said it lightly, but under the high-definition surveillance video that appeared in front of him, Hull, who was shot in the heart by a bullet, was lying on the ground.Blood soaked her clothes, and the hostage screamed.

Fortunately, he then destroyed all the bank's internal videos.No one knew where Hull was shot, and the police and passers-by far outside could only see that she was shot.

This is Bruce's protection for her. No one can give her a protective cover if they know her specialness. At least no one will try to catch her and spend the rest of her life in the laboratory in order to obtain this supernatural gene.Bruce automatically planned an escape route for her, but the ring on his hand sounded an alarm.

"Di Di-"

"What's going on here?"

Bruce stood up and went to the study room, only to see that Hell had taken off all the maid clothes on her body, and put on a large T-shirt with holes in the previous clothes and light pink unwashed blood. She waved at the monitor with the clothes and luggage waved.

Butler Afu also stepped forward: "She wants to leave."

Alfred looked at Bruce's face, but saw no expression.

"Aren't you going to chase?"

"No, let her go. Gotham City is just her stay, and she herself said that she doesn't belong here."

Bruce said so, but he turned and went directly into the bat cave in the dark room, and Hull was still smirking in the direction of the monitor in the bat cave.

Bruce stood behind her, his metallic voice was not as feminine as most British men, but it was deep and damn nice: "Hull."

"Yeah~ you've come down, are you planning to arrest me who is about to escape and take me to Arkham Prison?"

Hull looked relaxed and relaxed, obviously not afraid of standing in front of Batman.

Bruce has never seen her panic about anything since he met her.But it was also the first time I saw that Hull, who obviously liked the life in Wayne Manor, unexpectedly planned to escape here eagerly.

Hull tapped his lips with his index finger, as if he was still reminiscing about the kiss.

She spoke with a rare serious voice: "You can't stop me, and I think you don't want our final parting, will it be bloody and violent?"

Bruce learned everything from her resolute words. If she stops her, the anxious Miss Rabbit will choose to meet with swords, right in his bat cave.

"No, I just wanted to ask if I would like to leave after my birthday."

Bruce turned his face sideways, and Hull, who was very surprised to hear this, raised his head and could only see his silhouette hidden in the shadow.

In this damn Batcave, the lighting always looks like it is coated with a misty soft light, and she almost thought that Bruce was trying to keep her.

No, no, maybe Bruce was trying to hold her back because she could make Alfred happy, which was the only value she had in Bruce's eyes.

Bruce seemed to be afraid that she didn't understand the relationship before and after, and added: "My birthday is tomorrow."

Hull said regretfully: "After thinking about it, forget it, I will only spoil your birthday party by staying. As I said, I am destined to be from a different world than you. I will leave Gotham City today, So don't worry, I won't do evil under your nose again."

She stepped forward and held out her hand.

"what?"

Hull evoked an inexplicable smile, then hooked his shirt with his backhand, and pulled him in front of him.

Kissed his thin lips again, this time lasted longer than the previous one, so long that Afu had no choice but to interrupt the intimate two.

He took the connected microphone, coughed in a low voice, and said, "Unfortunately, I have to interrupt. But Rachel's car has entered the manor, sir, I think you may need to prepare."

The two in the Batcave quickly separated, and Bruce finally woke up what he was doing.