[Zhongyingmei] There is always a villain kidnapping me

This poisoning incident ended with Superman knocking out a group of people and sending them to the police.

Alfred pushed open the door of the ward and walked in. He put the medicine in his hand aside and looked sideways at the TV mounted on the wall.

In the TV screen, Superman landed on the train tracks, and stopped the speeding train abruptly with his own strength, and then entered the train and picked up a man from inside. A small screen appeared on the lower right of the TV, and the reporter's voice was heard. sound:

"No one knows why Superman appeared in Gotham City, but it is obvious that he saved the city, and he stopped the plan of a dangerous organization to spread poison gas to the city. Surprisingly, Gotham City has been very popular recently. Active Batman doesn't show up because he thinks there's Superman here—"

"It's because Batman wants to hide his dark superhero identity from his brother." Alfred said lightly.

"Hey, Fu!"

Bruce, who sat up and leaned against the pillow, yelled immediately, then quickly looked at the door, heaved a sigh of relief after finding no one, he threw the remote control aside, took the pill, opened his mouth and threw the medicine into it neatly. mouth.

After swallowing the medicine, Bruce said, "I just don't want him to worry."

Of course, this is only one of the reasons, and another reason is that the situation was too urgent at the time. Although Bruce didn’t like other superheroes intervening in Gotham’s affairs, he would not be stubborn and unwilling to accept help. Under this condition, Superman can rush there faster and reduce the loss of Gotham City.

"It doesn't look like that to me, sir." Alfred pulled off Bruce's clothes and put it down after making sure that the gauze wrapped around his abdomen was not bleeding, "if you have to have such a stimulation in the future If so, even if the young master doesn't know that you like to fly around at night, he will worry about you."

"Not anymore," Bruce promised.

"hope so."

Alfred only hoped that the future would be as the master said, and then he skipped the subject, and said, "Have you thought about the reason for this time?"

Bruce raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Of course. What do you think of the news that the playboy was drunk and danced with a knife, but accidentally stabbed himself, and accidentally knocked down the candlestick and caused a fire?"

"Probably thanks to you for contributing another big news to Gotham, and Playboy Bruce once again broke his record for absurd behavior," Alfred commented solemnly, "as long as you're sure no one suspects that's fine. "

Bruce looked at the TV screen, where the reporter was still talking, speculating about the relationship between Batman and Superman, he slightly bent the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "...No."

Analyzing Superman’s personality from the past situation, he is not a talkative person. Doctors in Gotham City always know what to say and what not to say. Brody will not tell others because of concerns about his safety. This matter, and Duka—

For Duka, Bruce's feelings are very complicated, he doesn't know what to say, after all, what he wants to say, he has already said that night.

Bruce is deeply grateful to this teacher who taught him how to correctly guide his hatred, and even overcome his fear and transform it into strength, but also because he deliberately sent someone to attack Brody. angry about things.

Whether it was sending someone to attack Brody, or burning Wayne Manor with fire, all of this was for Duka to warn Bruce and tell him what real revenge was.

Duka wants Bruce to understand that his incarnation of Batman is ridiculous, and the people in Gotham City are not worth saving.

But Bruce understood that they were worth it.

...At least they won't see each other again, Bruce thought.

Duka will be imprisoned in the future. Bruce knows very well that although his former teacher has done these things, he will not reveal his identity, so at least Bruce does not have to worry about his secret being leaked.

"Where's Brody?"

The old butler: "At the place of his new friend."

"... Stark?"

The old housekeeper nodded.

"I don't have any problems, I'm healthy now!!"

Tony left the doctor's office angrily, Brody followed behind him, but because of his slow pace, when he walked halfway, Tony was almost at the stairs, seeing that the two of them were getting closer and closer. Far away, when the sight was separated by the wall, Tony, who was getting more and more angry when he thought about it, suddenly stopped.

"Brody Wayne!!"

He turned around and roared the name of the little bastard, only to see that Brody was at least five meters away from him, and tilted his head innocently.

"I'm here." As if answering the teacher's question, Brody raised his hand.

Tony: "..." He felt even more angry.

Tony walked back quickly with extremely heavy steps. He raised his hand and grabbed Brody's arm. He wanted to push him hard against the wall, but when he did it, Brody's weak voice suddenly appeared in his mind. Look, stop the action.

"..." He gritted his teeth, and said angrily, "Lean against the wall and stand still!"

Brody blinked, walked slowly to the wall, turned around, leaned against the wall, looked at Tony, "Stand up."

Tony leaned forward, with a slap, raised his right hand, propped it next to Brody's cheek, narrowed his eyes, grabbed Brody's collar with his left hand, and stared at him with a bad expression.

"You surprised me, Brody."

Tony lowered his voice and said viciously, "I never thought you would put a sneer at my back."

"It's actually not a cold shot, it's just an anesthetic." Brody blinked and couldn't help explaining to himself.

"Shut up!" Tony laughed angrily, "Don't you think you need to explain your behavior and apologize to me honestly?!"

"I'm sorry." Brody said quickly.

"..." Tony's expression became even more ferocious.

Brody thought for a while, and then added in a low voice: "I am very guilty, really, I am sincerely sorry for what I have done."

But Brody felt that he might still do that again, and he coughed guiltily in his heart, trying to make his expression more sincere, so that Tony wouldn't notice.

"So, can you stop being mad at me, Tony... can we be friends?"

Tony opened his mouth. He felt that he was still very angry now, but seeing Brody's serious expression, and when he said the words of apology without any reluctance, he suddenly couldn't speak the words of reprimand.

He couldn't beat the little bastard either.

Tony loosened his grip on Brody's collar a little, but did not let it go completely, his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about a very important question, and Brody obediently did not move, waiting for Tony's answer.

For a long time, Tony had a depressed expression on his face.

"……no next time."

"So you're not angry anymore, are you?"

Tony paused for a while when he was about to let go of his hand. He hummed suspiciously. From this answer, he noticed that a certain bastard was planning to play word games. He was about to say something, but the sound of footsteps in the corridor made him shut up. Looking over, Brody followed along.

Under the gaze of two pairs of eyes, the little reporter wearing black-rimmed glasses just pushed the glasses, with a very natural doubt on his face, "Uh, are you going to keep this posture?"

This pose?

Clark, a young reporter, Kent said very kindly: "When I came here just now, I heard someone say that there are people confessing in this corridor, all of them are men, and the profile of one of them looks a bit familiar, as if where seen."

In fact, these people would find it familiar. Tony is the darling of those lace news newspapers, and he can make headlines almost every day!

Tony: "..." He immediately let go of his hand, dissatisfied, "The Stark Group can provide him with glasses, so that he can see if my expression looks like a confession!"

"The Wayne Group can also provide it." Brody shrugged and said the same thing, but he couldn't help laughing.

He really didn't expect someone to misunderstand him so much... Wait!

"...I have a bad feeling."

The corner of Clark's mouth curved, and he reminded: "Someone may take a photo."

"Is your expression disgusting, Brody?" Tony raised his eyebrows and looked at him dangerously.

Brody was a little distressed and didn't know how to answer himself.

He hesitated: "... Then, should I feel very honored?"

"What honor is there in such a thing!" Tony roared.

"This is a hospital, you need to pay attention to your volume, Mr. Stark." Clark frowned slightly, he restrained himself from taking a step forward, and only reminded him in a gentle tone.

Tony clicked his tongue irritably. He felt a little aggrieved, but he endured it again, and finally just rolled his eyes.

The friend he made, even if he found out that he was actually a little bastard now, he still had to admit it. Tony decided not to bother about what the little bastard didn't promise him.

"I'll see Brian later."

Before leaving, Tony dropped such a sentence angrily.

Tony has a special feeling for this puppy who was discovered by him and accompanied by him who was stunned. However, he knows that if he raises it himself, he will probably give it a good life, but he doesn't have much time to accompany it.

Whether it is companionship or walking, it is more suitable for living with Brody.

Only Brody and Clark were left in the corridor. The two looked at each other. Clark walked up to him, stretched out his left hand that had been behind his back, and handed the thing in his hand to Brody. before.

"This is……"

"A belated birthday present," Clark said.

Brody opened his eyes wide. He subconsciously looked up at Clark, and then looked at the wrapped gift in his hand. The corners of his mouth curled up, and he reached out to grab it.

It seemed that a trace of Clark's warm body temperature could be felt outside the wrapping paper.

Brody asked, "Can I take it apart now?"

"of course."

Brody lowered his head to unwrap the present, while Clark looked down at the expression on his face, and there was a trace of tension in the gentle sky blue eyes under the lens.

He was a little worried that his friend wouldn't like the gift.

But in fact, after Brody took it apart, he immediately looked up and smiled brightly at Clark.

"I like it very much." Brody held the gift tightly and shook it at Clark. "This is one of the most surprising gifts I have ever received!"

It was a palm-sized wooden figurine, with a big smile on his face, and the same appearance as the person holding him, as if two Brodies were smiling at Clark.

A big Brody, a little Brody.

The tension in Clark's eyes dissipated, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"I'm glad you liked it."