End of the Sky

The blade was close to the face door, and even the tip of the nose could feel the bitter coolness, coupled with the murderous consciousness released by Russell, and replaced by ordinary people. At this moment, there were two battles.

Even most superheroes will lose their ability to think in a short time in the face of Russell's face glowing with blue cold light.

But Batman fart didn't matter. He stared directly into Russell's eyes, and his indomitable will remained motionless, silently touching the button on the armguard.

Yes, he has a hole card!

Russell had already raised twelve points of caution, Yu Guang glanced at this scene, the palm stirred up electric current, and it spread to Batman in a blink of an eye.

Crackling!

The bat suit does not have insulation function, but the soft armor lined can. The current is isolated by the soft armor. Batman successfully triggers the mechanism. The pointed ears on the helmet ‘Zi Zi’ ejects nerve gas.

"..."

Honestly, Russell was a bit fed up. In front of Batman, he showed his amazing vital capacity. He took a deep breath and took all the poison gas into his body.

"The sweetness is just right, but I hate sweets!"

Russell said, the Edman alloy knife cut off Batman's two-armed armband and his "treasure chest" -like golden belt.

It's not safe just to do this. Russell tossed Batman into the air, and continued to spray the sword light with his sword. He cut the bat suit into fragments, exposing Batman's full body with scars, leaving only A bat helmet and a ...

Boxers with pink base and red strawberries!

Russell: (._.)

"..." X2

You are so good!

Russell didn't say anything, but Batman could feel the deep contempt from his eyes, and hurriedly said, "It's just flower underwear. Every man has one in his closet."

The difference between the strawberry boxer and the Batman Dark Knight is too big. Wearing these pants when going out, even if they are tightly covered, they are a bit unexplainable.

But Batman can really come up with justified reasons, this pair of pants is equipment, he used to deceive the little girl when playing the second generation of Brainless Rich during the day.

Emphasize that Bruce Wayne is a **** and the distinctive personality of the dull sand sculpture.

To be simple, people are stupid and have more money.

After leaving the company for day shift, rushing to catch the night shift, Batman had no time to change his pants, and never thought that anyone could hit him without a cover, which led to this misunderstanding.

Russell doesn't speak, everyone has his own hobby, and because Batman is a hero walking in the dark, he is not allowed to have his favorite style of dressing.

"Okay, this kind of photo is precious!"

Russell said, pulling out the camera from behind his butt, blocking Batman in the corner like this, and continuously pressing the shutter.

Batman naturally refused. After being charged twice by Russell, he completely gave up his resistance.

After taking the picture, Russell glanced for a while and sneered: "Senior, you are in good shape, and you have to work harder. Not much to say, take off your helmet now."

Batman frowned slightly, Yu Guang glanced at the bat chariot beside him, calculating the possibility of successful escape.

Snapped!

Russell's eyes were fast, and he fastened it with a bat helmet, ignoring the tear gas and electric sparks released by the helmet.

Batman lost his helmet and showed his true face in front of Russell. It was ...

A man's face doesn't need to be described too much, it doesn't make sense, as long as he knows not to be ugly.

Russell's acting was on the line, hesitated for a moment, and he was surprised to say, "Wow, look at the face of this billionaire talent, isn't this the Gotham richest man, Bruce Wayne?"

Bruce Wayne was expressionless, his expression undisturbed, making it difficult to guess his true thoughts.

"Old senior, I didn't mean to be against you, because you asked me to take off my face armor before I did this ..." Russell took the camera and changed the angle to shoot continuously, the distance from near to far, to ensure that Bruce and him The pants are in the same frame, and facial close-ups are also essential.

Click! Click!

"In short, it's you who's wrong. I belong to a newcomer who resents angrily after being oppressed and is a victim!"

Click! Click!

"Can seniors smile? With a cold face, it makes me feel like you are threatening me!"

Click! Click!

"I am a timid person and will wave a knife every time I am scared. If I accidentally chop off the beloved pants of my predecessor and hurt your bare butt, that would be embarrassing."

Click! Click!

"That's all for today. The smiles of your last few shots are very good. Please rest assured that I am famous for my tight tone, and today's things will never be passed on."

Russell stowed the camera with satisfaction, suddenly sadly: "But my thruster was broken by you, this maintenance fee ... you see ... this this ... I'm sorry to say that."

Bruce pushed away Russell with no expression, walked to the side of the bat chariot, opened the door and took out the spare belt.

"Senior, don't worry about the belt. Keep it. One day I will go to your house for tea!" Russell was a little bit guilty, trotting all the way into the dark alley.

"Bad day……"

After Russell disappeared, Bruce's tight face relaxed, and he sat silently on the bat chariot and turned on the microcomputer.

On the screen is a miniature map of Gotham City. A small red dot is moving away from the bat chariot.

On the other side, Russell quickly shuttled over the top of the high-rise building, using the amazing bounce force to move towards the rotten tailgate, and suddenly, a sudden brake stopped.

Powerful foresight, he felt an unsightly gaze.

Crackling!

A flashing electric arc appeared on the surface of the body, Russell heard a slight bang in the back of his head, raised his hand and touched it, and a miniature positioner was added in his hand.

"Che, this level of tracking is too backward, and Batman is just that."

Russell tossed the tracker away, continued to move forward quickly, and stopped again after half a minute. The feeling of being monitored was still there.

"..."

There was an electric arc again in his body, and he checked inside and out, and indeed there were no Batman props.

At this moment, he seemed to think of something, cursed a foul note ability, looked up at the sky, raised a **** far away, and then jumped out of the building.

Go to the sewer tonight!

...

In the batmobile, Bruce looked at the **** on the screen, turned off the computer in disappointment, and drove home.

Wayne Manor!

An ordinary manor with no special features, ordinary to obvious!

The batmobile passed through a long man-made cave passage, and eventually stopped deep in a naturally-formed karst cave. The embarrassed Bruce jumped out of the car and bumped into his own butler Alfred.

Alfred Pennyworth, the steward of the Wayne family, raised him as an adult after his parents died.

It's Bruce and the most trusted person in Batman!

"Surprise!"

Seeing this, the long-awaited Alfred could not help but joked: "Master Bruce, what happened to Batman today, robbery?"

"almost……"

Bruce didn't want to say anything on this topic. He took the shirts and trousers handed over, put them on in front of the computer switchboard, received the data from the bat chariot, and continued searching for Russell's identity.

On the other side, Alfred watched the battle between Batman and Deathstroke, commenting: "Master, you have no power to fight back in front of each other, IMHO, your bat suit should be upgraded."

"Yes, I think so too."

Bruce glanced at the computer screen, the picture was left and right, the left was the image of the death knell ‘Russell’, and the right was the files of all age-appropriate men in Gotham. The picture kept jumping and screen-by-screen comparison.

"Afu, I need to buy a batch of new materials in case the emerging 'hero' plot is wrong." Bruce's face was so stinky that he would take a trip and destroy all the photos, regardless of whether Russell would do the wrong.

"Master, do you have plans again?"

"Yes."

Bruce said, hitting the keyboard with both hands quickly, and spreading out three pages of paper, all the materials he needed.

"Wow, it seems that this death knell is really annoying you." Alfred nodded at a glance and said, "There is nothing wrong with the purchase of the materials. Without anyone's notice, the day after tomorrow will be fully prepared. "

"Can't you be faster?"

"That way, the budget will double."

"Ten times, I will see all the materials here this afternoon." Faced with an unprecedented bizarre fiasco, Batman Bruce Wayne used the banknote ability.

"Ok!"

Dididi! !!

At this moment, the computer prompts the end of the data comparison ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Go through Gotham City and find the person with the highest similarity to the death knell.

"The similarity is 99%, and there is only a slight error in height ..." Alfred looked at the display and shook his head with a smile. "In the image recorded by the bat helmet, the death knell is 1.85 meters tall, but our Mr. Russell is only 1. Mi 79, it looks like he used thick boots. "

"..."

Bruce didn't say anything. He looked at the two avatars in the picture, and touched them with his fingertips to overlap them. All the information was consistent.

"Strange, how could it be him?"

Bruce only felt an incredible moment. He knew Russell. The fox mate and dog friend at the party were a spoiled and rich second generation.

Speaking of which, the two still have a lot in common, both of which are inheritance of their parents after death.

The difference is that Bruce is just talking, camouflaging Playboy during the day and going out to execute justice at night.

Russell was very serious. However, he had no intention and strength, and lost his family property with hard work, and then lost his character and became a street wild dog.

"Afu, check his information."

"Master, the information is in my head. As far as I know, he borrowed $ 50 million from you, and so far no penny has been paid."

Bruce stunned: "I still don't know about this?"

"It's just $ 50 million. You forgot it was normal."

"Well! What is he doing?"

"Recent words ..."

Alfred called up the archives and let Bruce see it for himself. The latter looked more and more wrong, and everything changed from Russell's trip to Los Angeles.

"Afu, is the $ 50 million IOU still in?"

"Yes, the loan contract has been retained."

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