[Comprehensive British and American] When short rich handsome meets tall rich handsome

For a long time, neither Tony nor Bruce spoke.

They looked at each other, facing each other.

Tony Stark and Bruce Wayne are so similar, yet so different.

Da da da da, the sound of approaching footsteps made the hearts of both of them miss a beat at the same time.

They were in such a tacit understanding that they looked at the closed back door of the cinema almost at the same time.

After a while, the footsteps gradually faded away.

Not Bruce Jr. and the Wayne couple.

Even Bruce couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It doesn't look like you don't care as much as you do." Tony said, "Can't make a decision, right? I can help you, turn around and leave now, pretend nothing happened, and when you wake up, you Can have it all."

Tony took a step forward.

He looked at Bruce tentatively, and saw that the expression on Bruce's face did not change, nor did his body move.

With a smile on his face, he started to walk away.

But at this moment Bruce moved, and he stopped in front of Tony.

The smile on Tony's face gradually faded, and he lowered his face: "You know? Bruce Wayne, since the day you were in the Dark Zone, you have become very annoying."

This man betrayed him and cost him Maria.

He couldn't bear to kill him, but he made progress step by step.

Tony narrowed his eyes, brown eyes full of anger.

He looked up, his brown eyes meeting the blue ones behind Batman's goggles.

It wasn't the first time Bruce looked into Tony's eyes, but it was the first time he saw such a bright murderous look in Tony's eyes.

"You didn't like me in the first place." Bruce blurted out.

Needle-to-needle, they could never be friends.

Tony froze, then nodded: "Yes, I didn't like you at all."

"But that's your decision?" Tony said. "I feel so sorry for you, Wayne."

After Tony finished speaking, both of them were taken aback.

They noticed the change in salutation.

In the early days when they first met, Tony always called Bruce by his last name.

Later, as time went by, the two got to know each other more, and before they knew it, Tony started calling him by his name.

He called Bruce's name teasingly.

The name Bruce rolled on the tip of his tongue, as if there was a little more ambiguity.

Bruce would frown at this point, but that wouldn't stop him from yelling.

Tony hadn't called him by his last name for a long time, and still in such a cold tone.

Both of them felt something explode deep in their hearts at the same time, but neither of them showed it, as if whoever showed it first would lose.

"I have something to do." Bruce lowered his voice.

"I admit now that I am inferior to you in this regard, Wayne, I am not as cruel as you." The corners of his mouth curled up. "I will not murder my parents."

What kind of words would make Bruce feel the most pain?There is no doubt that this is the sentence.

He reached out and grabbed Tony by the shoulders, pinning him against the wall.

"Don't force me." He gritted his teeth and said.

"Each according to their ability." Tony replied provocatively, "Jozier is here."

What does it mean to rely on one's own ability?Bruce understood what he meant in an instant, this time the footsteps didn't approach and then leave.

Instead, they are coming step by step in the direction where they are.

Both sides.

On the other side of the movie theater, the sound of high heels colliding with the floor crashed into Bruce's heart.

"You still have a chance," Tony said. "We still have a chance."

Hey—this time it was really the sound of the back door opening.

"Mr. Stark?" Little Bruce shouted, but Tony and Bruce were staying in the dark alley, he

We did not find them both.

"Did Mr. Stark leave?" Little Bruce said to Martha in frustration.

"Honey, I think he must have something very urgent."

The Wayne couple didn't know that someone in the alley was staring at them with eyes mixed with longing and guilt.

Tony looked up into Bruce's eyes, and suddenly kicked at the weakest joint of Bruce's belly armor.

As if he knew he was going to do this, Bruce raised his arms and pressed Tony harder against the wall, preventing him from moving.

Tony looked him in the eyes mockingly.

"What sound?" The sound of this sound fell into the ears of little Bruce, and the child subconsciously raised his head to look in the direction where Tony was.

The alley was too dark, and he could only see the shadows of Bruce and Tony.

An inexplicable urge made him lift his feet to step up to see what was going on, but Thomas grabbed his shoulders.

I have lived in Gotham for a long time and I know that it is best not to take dark paths in Gotham.

"It's just a kitten or something, I guess." Thomas blinked and said, patting little Bruce on the head.

Little Bruce didn't agree with what his father said, but he knew it meant he didn't want him to pass by, so he took his leg back as soon as he heard it.

"Go home first, we will contact Mr. Stark tonight and ask what happened." Thomas said.

After he finished speaking, he took Bruce by the hand, and while singing along with Martha, he joked about Bruce's fear when he looked at Zorro, and walked out of the alley.

At this time, a man in tattered clothes came out.

jozier.

His name was Jozier, and he was just a very normal, normal Gotham guy.

Bad life accompanies everyone in Gotham, and Jozier is no exception, he is just an ordinary Gotham gangster.

Live a similar life every day, wandering the streets of Gotham.

A common unlucky guy from Gotham.

But he felt that he might have gotten lucky today. He had just come to the back alley of the theater to try his luck, but in the end, he really caught a family of three who looked like rich people from the upper class of Gotham.

They must have money.

Jozier got himself a new gun, something he had never touched before.

But everyone around him has them, and everyone says everyone in Gotham should have a gun.

Unable to bear it, Jozier also made a move for himself, using up all his property.

He regretted it at first, because because of this gun, he had nothing to eat tonight.

But he is very happy now.

Surely this pampered upper class has never been shot at, they'd be shitting their pants.

So he raised his gun and aimed at the Wayne family: "Take out all your money."

He didn't notice that his hands were shaking.

Thomas discovered Jozier the first time he appeared, and he regretted it at that time. He shouldn't have gone through the back door just to find a shortcut.

To be honest, he is not very afraid of guns, and if the other party is just asking for money, Thomas is willing to give it to him.

But the person in front of him was obviously trembling.

This is an inexperienced robber.

A seasoned robber will leave them alive after taking the money, because they also understand that, unlike ordinary people, the police station will definitely investigate the death of an unusual person.

This is a tacit understanding.

And a novice robber, you have no way to use those experiences to estimate what he will do, because he is too scared.

Terrified to shoot anytime, anywhere.

Thomas could only try to comfort him: "Okay, sir, I will give you all."

He handed Jozil his wallet, then Martha's clutch.

Little Bruce clutched Martha's clothes tightly, hiding behind them in fear.

One by one things fell on Joe

In the hands of Zier, the man who touched these cheap things for the first time was both excited and terrified.

Almost trembling, he put the things into his arms, and then he saw the necklace on Martha's neck.

"And that necklace." Jozier said loudly, "Give me that necklace."

Martha hurried to get the necklace.

Jozier felt that her movements were too slow, so he reached for it himself.

In a panic, he tore off the string of the necklace.

The sound of the pearl falling to the ground made him almost think it was a gunshot, and then his mind went blank and he pulled the trigger directly.

"Do not--"

"Shhhhhhhhhh——" The silver-white robotic arm held Jozier's muzzle, and the bullet that was about to fly out was directly stopped in the gun chamber, blowing up the entire gun.

Jozier let out a scream, and the hand holding the gun was immediately crippled.

Bruce Jr. was teary-eyed. He looked up at Tony, saw the man put a finger on his lips, and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, it's okay."

Jozier rolled around with his arms clasped, no longer a threat, and Tony let go of the pistol.

Thomas looked at the gauntlet on his hand with surprise in his eyes: "I have to say this is really... I mean, thank you, thank you."

"You're welcome, I'm here for you." Tony said, "Don't tell anyone."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the alley, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Up to his own ability, Bruce, there's nothing he can do to stop this.

He couldn't murder his parents.

Three minutes ago, when Jozier pointed his gun at Bruce, the man finally relaxed for a moment.

Neither of them could be sure whether the momentary relaxation was intentional or unintentional.

But Tony seizes the moment, and breaks free from Bruce.

"Do something, Bruce Wayne." Tony raised the corners of his mouth, "Do something for yourself."

After speaking, he turned around and rushed towards the Wayne couple, stopping the fired bullet.

He ultimately prevented the Waynes from dying.

Thus……

"Bruce?" Martha called out suddenly, and then she rushed towards little Bruce like crazy.

Little Bruce's eyes widened, and the blue eyes that had looked at Tony with trust just now gradually dimmed.

Shaking his body, he fell to the ground.

Jozier laughed crazily, the exploded gun seemed to be magically cured, and it made him fire the retaliatory shot.

No one thought that a clown could do such a thing, so they did nothing.

...does nothing.

"Those who try to play with fate will always be played by fate." Tony raised his head suddenly, looking at the man in brown clothes on the roof next to him.

The man was smoking a cigarette and said to Tony, "Want to see a world without bats?"