Gradually becoming familiar with Russell's rhythm, Bruce has developed a strong resistance to his daily erroneous remarks, and the look he gave Russell made him understand.
When he first met Russell, Bruce felt that the sand sculpture was extremely powerful, which was a very scary thing, because you could never guess what he would do next.
Now Bruce doesn't feel that way.
A guy with great strength is a bullshit, which is the luck of the entire planet, because the bullshit’s focus is often on some bullshit issues.
But the matter of keeping a lover was another matter. Bruce felt it was necessary to ask. In the past, he had never been shy about the title of playboy, but not now. He would be a father in eight months.
Bruce could even imagine that if he ignored his lover's question, Russell would dare to say that he acquiesced when he went out, and Miranda would dare to set fire to the house on the spot.
As a first time husband, the experience is extremely bad!
Bruce smiled and said: "What does it mean to have a lover? If it were before, I did have many girlfriends, but now, don't spread rumors."
"As expected of Batman, his acting skills are great."
Russell snorted: "Since you said you don't have it now, let me ask you, what happened to Poison Ivy?"
"You knew already?"
Bruce's heart skipped a beat. The venom produced by Poison Ivy was of great use to him. It involved many emergency plans. If Russell noticed it in advance, it would very likely disrupt his deployment.
"If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing unless you do it yourself."
Russell envy......
Ahem!
Russell looked at Bruce, who was hiding in the golden house, with eyes full of contempt: "In addition to Poison Ivy, Pamela Eisley, and Harley Quinn, these two women, one is poisonous in body, and the other is mentally poisonous. , what exactly do you think?"
Russell omitted a paragraph. If he did not appear, there would be a Catwoman Selina Kyle. This is the rhythm of the three Gotham sisters.
In a trance, Russell's mind wandered and he saw a splendid palace with black bat silhouettes hanging on the walls. Bruce was wearing an anti-Death Knell armor and sitting on a jewel-encrusted gold chair.
The three Gotham sisters were surrounding each other, dressed in sexy bunny costumes. They were all squeezing their shoulders and patting their backs. They lowered their eyebrows and obeyed as much as they wanted.
Under the golden chair, there are countless corpses of licking dogs who admired the goddess but couldn't get it.
Bruce opened his visor, revealing his thick eyebrows and big eyes, and said with contempt: "Nothing in the world's martial arts can be broken, except wealth!"
"Hey, what are you thinking about?"
"Ah! Ah? Ah..."
Russell shook his head to dispel the fantasies in his mind, and looked at Bruce with more contempt: "Tell me honestly, why did you raise those two crazy women?"
Bruce frowned and wrote lightly: "I will provide them with a place to stay in exchange for a promise that I will never do anything wrong in the future."
"Do you think the Gotham police will believe your lies?"
Russell raised a middle finger: "Please give a more reliable reason for lying. You can insult my IQ, but please don't insult Batman's IQ. That guy is ruthless and will never believe other people's words, let alone Two female villains!”
"..."
What Russell said made perfect sense. Bruce couldn't find any refuting argument and even wanted to agree with it.
"There is no one else here, tell me honestly..."
Russell hooked his hand at Bruce, and when he saw that he was unmoved, he moved closer and whispered: "You raised Harley Quinn because you wanted to cheat the clown and give him a mental blow to vent your anger. Hate, I understand that. What about Poison Ivy, never heard of her having a boyfriend?"
You know shit!
Bruce felt that he had listed Russell as a dangerous target and made a special response plan. Upgrading the anti-Deathstroke armor to the fourth generation was the stupidest thing he had ever done in his life.
He said angrily: "If you came here for such a boring thing, then you can get out!"
"Bruce, be polite, the initiative is in my hands."
Russell sneered and sat down, with his back against the computer desk, his legs crossed, like a boss lecturing an employee, he said arrogantly: "I'll give you another chance to reorganize your language, tell the truth quickly, or I will keep you as a lover for two." , staying up all night in the name of fighting crime, but actually telling Miranda about attacking them in the past, and asking her to kick you out of bed in the middle of the night."
Bruce said with a dark face: "I haven't done it, and you have no evidence, so why would Miranda believe you?"
"No evidence required!"
Russell spread his hands: "She is a woman, that's enough."
"..."
Makes sense!
After hearing what Russell said, Bruce's expression did not change, but in fact he was already intimidated. He was helpless against Miranda and had no solution at all.
It is said that sweet talk is the best weapon for women, and Bruce has tried it many times, but the effect is average.
He praised Miranda so highly that she was rare in the world and hard to find in heaven. The latter was shy throughout the whole process, like a girl who fell in love for the first time.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Miranda suddenly turned into a middle-aged woman, grabbed his collar and asked, had he said these words to other women, and how many?
Bruce was silent at the time. He was so pitiful that he couldn't remember how many there were!
After analyzing the stakes, Bruce felt that Miranda was more terrifying, and said truthfully: "Poison Ivy's venom is very powerful, and I need her to provide a certain amount every month to make new weapons."
"To beat up teammates?"
"No, use it to deal with powerful enemies!"
"You can pull him down!"
Russell curled his lips in disdain and raised his finger to point to the computer behind him: "The files of the Justice League have been created. You said that the purpose of developing new weapons is to deal with the enemy. Who would believe it!"
"I'm telling the truth. It's up to you to believe it or not."
"..."
Russell didn't say anything. He remembered that two months ago, when the Justice League used the team's combo skill "Justice Siege" against General Zod, Bruce fired a green poisonous gas bomb. It's weak.
And the Kryptonian soldier who was knocked down by Bruce was so green that he was greener than the one he had been beaten by Hal.
At that time, Russell thought Bruce had found the Kryptonian's fatal weakness, green kryptonite, but now he learned that it was the toxin in Poison Ivy.
He really wants this kind of poison!
Russell thought about it, and when he went back, he would go to the valley on the outskirts of the city to borrow a batch of toxins to arm the Deathstroke Armor.
I just don’t know how much Poison Ivy can produce. If the volume is average, I might consider cutting off Bruce’s share.
"What are you planning?"
Bruce asked coldly. Looking at Russell's expression, he could guess what Russell was thinking.
"It's nothing. I suddenly remembered that there is still boiling water at home. That's it for today. I'll let you go first." Russell said, getting up and leaving.
"Wait, don't leave in a hurry, I just have something to ask you for."
Bruce stopped Russell and walked towards the supercomputer while saying, "You have read all the files on the extension computer, right?"
"Well, even though you were hidden deeply, I still found you."
Russell originally wanted to take the opportunity to mock Bruce, but when he thought about it, many people could find what they wanted in the folder of a strange computer, so there was nothing to be proud of.
You can find it because I want you to find it!
Bruce cursed in his heart and quickly operated on the super computer. An encrypted folder was opened and more than ten videos were arranged.
Bruce played them one by one, and they were all pictures taken in the deep sea. Due to the unclear picture quality, only one or more humanoid creatures could be seen moving at high speed underwater.
In addition, there are also official secret files of the American Empire that Bruce obtained from the Riddler, recording incidents of fishermen from various places encountering marine humans.
"Do you know what they are?"
"Atlanteans!"
Russell thought for a while and seemed to have nothing to say, so he could only say: "I have a phobia of the deep sea, so... although I know that there is such a group of people in the ocean, I don't know much about them."
"Do you have a phobia of the deep?"
"Can't you?"
Russell said seriously: "When you hear the name Atlantis, you should know that they are related to Greek mythology, and I am from another system. It is normal that I am not familiar with them."
"..."
Bruce was speechless. He knew Russell was lying, but he couldn't find a reason to refute it.
"If you want to know more about Atlantis, you should ask Diana. The island of paradise is also part of Greek mythology. She must know something."
Bruce nodded: "I will interview Diana once, and there is one more thing I want to ask you for help with."
"Please, I came to your house, why do you always come to me when you have something to do?"
"Even if you don't come, I will go find you." After Bruce finished speaking, he took out a stack of documents and handed them to Russell.
"What's this?"
Russell took a thick stack of documents and flipped through them briefly. He found that they were all police investigation reports on missing persons. He pondered for a while: "It's normal. Isn't it always like this with the American emperor?"
"It's not normal at all. Too many people have disappeared recently. I suspect it's not a simple kidnapping case."
Bruce's eyes flashed: "A similar incident happened in Gotham, and some witnesses said that they saw the perpetrator was Batman."
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The author is Rise of the Apes. It has 1.6 million words and is very fat and can be downloaded directly. The amount of updates made by the author makes me very ashamed.
