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

Faster, if only a little faster.

Barry is always one step behind, so he can't save all his family members.

But Bruce Wayne can't be slow, he shouldn't be slow.

He should have seen more and walked faster than anyone else.

Ah Fu was killed by the clown, and there was nothing he could do to save him.

The man reassured him that they could continue.

Later, Dick and Damian are killed in an explosion.

He said, we can still hold on.

Then, Barbara died, Jason died...

Then the man died too, and he lost everything completely.

Bruce Wayne should have saved them all, if he had been quicker, quicker.

Faster than time, faster than space, fast enough to save everyone before everything happens.

He should have done it.

Barry couldn't do it, but he could.

So, Barry should give him the Speed ​​Force.

……

【Bruce, you shouldn't have listened to the Laughing Bat! 】

The Red Death shook his head, trying to shake the voice out of his head.

No one knew that after he absorbed Barry's speed force, Barry Allen did not disappear, but entered his body.

He once wanted to get him out, but it was a pity that Barry's consciousness had merged with his, and if he was forced out, his consciousness would also disappear.

So he had to listen to Barry babbling in the middle of the fight, like how wrong he was.

Batman can't be wrong.

He's looking up, and in the fraction of a second he's shaking his head, Bruce is out of sight.

Quick indeed, Bruce gasped in the corner. .

He doesn't wear Batman's full set of equipment, only a bat belt that he can carry with him, which is a bit difficult to deal with a Batman with speed force.

Maybe it can be said to be very difficult.

Batman will not be timid before a fight, but a reasonable assessment of the strength between himself and his opponent is one of his compulsory courses.

Bruce's eyes darkened, and he suddenly remembered the moment when the Red Death paused just now.

Something made him hesitate for a moment.

"I guess you're in some trouble?" The comm with Tony rang.

Bruce looked around and said, "I guess so."

"A Batman?"

"Yeah." He nodded, "What about you?"

"A Batman," Tony whistled, "and a pretty Batman."

Then Bruce heard the sound of a huge stream of water hitting the ground.

He paused in his heart, and then heard Tony say, "Your equipment..."

"In your car." Bruce said calmly, "You drove away."

"My fault, need a little help, Bat?" Tony gave him an address, "Here I am, there is a gift for you next to your gear, I was going to give it to you in the morning, but... You know, you didn't please me."

He said pointedly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Bruce knew what he was talking about as soon as he heard it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I thought you were satisfied, after all, you have been screaming loudly."

The communication between them was unilaterally disconnected by Tony in an instant.

Bruce's eyes softened a little, and he raised his head to look at the surrounding buildings.

Well, counting the distance, he is not far from Tony.

Then he didn't move, and suddenly saw an unmanned Batmobile driving towards him on the main road.

It's just that the car was painted red and gold, shining in the sun, full of arrogance, just like his master-Bruce should have been his master, but now he's not a Wayne, so Tony is the boss .

In addition to the different colors, he can easily recognize the shape of his car.

He doesn't know when Tony built him a Batman without telling him, let alone how he painted the Batmobile that way.

Bruce could see it, and so could the Red Death, but Bruce jumped into the car before the Red Death could.

This time, he took the initiative to open the communication.

"Satisfied?" Tony knew why he connected to the communication, so the first sentence was a joke.

"Bad aesthetic," says Bruce, who now looks less like he's driving his fancy Batmobile and more like some dude—a color that no New Yorker would complain about. doubt.

"You are bad, and your black suit is simply terrible."

The car body vibrated suddenly, and Bruce didn't need to look up to know that the Red Death had also spotted the car and jumped on it.

"Okay." Bruce said with a rare joke, "I guess there is a Batman that fits your aesthetic."

The Red Death is also all red.

Switching the car to autopilot mode, Bruce touched the box next to him.

There was a note under the box, as if afraid that Bruce Wayne would not notice, the word [gift] was written in a red oil-based pen.

Is this the gift that Tony was supposed to give him?

The moment Bruce opened it, he found a watch and a pair of glasses inside.

He knew Tony had both.

Which one of Tony Stark's products is not a high-tech product?

The moment Bruce put the watch on his wrist, he heard the communicator in his ear connect to another channel.

[Hello, Mr. Bruce Wayne, I am TS, and I am very happy to serve you. ] TS turned to him, [May I ask if you need to enable Warframe mode for you? 】

"Yes." Bruce said calmly.

Then in an instant, the flowing smart metal in the watch Bruce just put on began to spread from his arm, covering his whole body in a few seconds.

He moved his fingers lightly.

Recalling Tony's body, Bruce judged that the armor's bulletproof ability is probably also very good.

The smile deepened on his face.

Oh, new equipment?

Looking at the black armor, Bruce wondered, should he thank Tony for not painting his armor red?

If Bruce Wayne's armor was also painted red, that old antique would probably be crazy, Tony thought to himself, in fact, he really wanted to paint him red, but imagine standing in Gotham at night, wearing a red bat Batman in the suit said "I am the night, I am revenge, I am Batman", Tony estimated that those villains were not scared to death by Batman, and the other children of the Bat family were about to be scared to death by Batman.

So he gave up, red gold and Batman really didn't fit, really.

"You're distracted." Holding a trident, Brucey directed the obedient current to entangle Tony, constantly trying to drag him into the water.

The armor has an underwater mode, but that doesn't mean Tony can really become an underwater man.

Fighting underwater is not his home field.

He flew high into the air, trying to avoid the pursuit of the water.

The water flow wrapped around the ankle of Tony's armor like a flexible poisonous snake, and was quickly evaporated by the temperature of the armor he estimated to increase.

Then these streams were not reconciled, and wanted to catch him even more persistently.

Tony stopped for a moment, and then gathered his palm cannons with both hands to aim at the water flow, and slammed them all into pieces.

But the sea water is different from other things, he has no life, and he is like the most loyal soldier in Brucey's hands.

"I can save your life if you give me the gem." He heard Brucey say to him coldly.

The woman stepped on the water, holding a trident, like an emperor in the sea.

"I guess, then you have to goug out Bruce Wayne's eyes." He glanced at Brucey, who was wearing a mechanical device on her left eye, and it is estimated that her eye is not good, "Just like you."

Brucey raised the trident in her hand,

Wherever it points, sea water rushes up.

"The sharpness of the tongue." Brucey said coldly.

Tony kicked away the overtaking water, and said, "I'm dying, you gotta give my mouth a treat."

"It seems that you will definitely not give the gem to me." Brucey said with a sigh.

"If you know your Tonya well enough, then you should know..." Tony paused, "...Stark was never threatened."

This sentence shocked Brucey, and there was a little nostalgia in her eyes.

"Yes, Stark is never threatened." She said slowly, "Yes, Stark is never threatened."

From her eyes, Tony caught something.

"All the superpowers who are making trouble in your world..." He asked after thinking for a while, "...Who are there?"

"What does it matter?" said Brussie.

"Please, be curious." Tony said, "I want to see, in your world, are Superman and Green Lantern all bad guys?"

His words were sincere, but Brucey knew what he wanted to ask.

She sneered: "Yes, so what?"

"Then I have to wonder, are they really rioters?" Tony raised his eyebrows.

"Superpowers will destroy the world," Brucey snapped.

"They'll save the world too!" Tony raised an eyebrow.

[They won't destroy the world, Brucey, you just need to give them a little trust, talk to Astoria, please, this world can't get any worse. 】

Brucey subconsciously clenched the gold-red pendant in her hand.

The Tony Stark in front of her is somewhat similar to the Tonya Stark in her memory, not in appearance, but in their breath.

The silvery white color resides above the sky, more dazzling than the sun, making people unable to look away, but at the same time they have to close their eyes to protect themselves.

"They took my Tonya," Brussie said in a voice of suppressed anger. "Even if we were friends once, I will never forgive them for making the world like that."

Her voice was not as firm as she seemed.

Suddenly, Tony caught something.

"Are you friends with them?"

"Stark won't kill his friends because of suspicion." He opened his eyes wide: "You're lying, it wasn't Astoria who killed Tonya, it was you who killed Tonya? You can't believe those Superpowers, you can't trust Tonia!"