American comics: Because I am Batman

"Another injury!"

Feng complained angrily to Wayne while wrapping a bandage on him.

Xue still looked lifeless, lying on the sofa as if she was idle, her eyes wandering, and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.

"What injury did you get? It's so serious that even your hands are shaking!"

Seeing Wayne's clenched fists shaking constantly, Feng frowned: "Or is there another terrible criminal in New York City? One that's more troublesome than Kingpin?"

Hearing Feng's words, Wayne released his palm and held his forehead: "No, the criminals in New York City... have been a little strange recently. I wonder if someone has issued a reward for them, and their actions have become purposeful. many.

It's not a big problem, I can find out sooner or later! "

Wayne didn't say Batman, he said "me."

"And there's steel..."

"Peter!"

Wayne suddenly called out to Little Peter loudly, which frightened him to stand upright and shut up.

Feng noticed something strange, but didn't ask anything. Instead, he changed the subject: "So, about Daisy..."

"You take responsibility..." Wayne raised his head and closed his eyes, changing to a comfortable position and lying on the chair: "S...Daisy has some unresolved knots in her heart. I also have some important things to be busy with recently, so... Find a way to find time.”

With the overwhelming power of the Wayne Group in New York City, wouldn't it be easy to pull someone out of Arkham Asylum?

It’s just that the wishes of the parties involved must be respected in this matter.

Feeling that something was wrong, but not knowing what it was, Feng sighed, and then clicked on a folder in the Batcomputer: "If you are busy with Batman things, then take a look at this. , there are some famous bat brands in New York City recently..."

"I also have a document here!" Snow suddenly stood up, pulled out a stack of documents from somewhere, and handed it to Wayne: "It's about Stark Industries, but it's not that important. It depends on Batman's choice. Got it!"

“Things take priority, finish yours first!”

Wayne took Xue's file without hesitation. He didn't dare to face Feng's eyes. Instead, while reading the file, he said: "Feng, let those two Spider-Man take charge of your affairs." , put Tony Stark’s matter aside for now!”

You have to take charge of Tony Stark's affairs, right?

Feng didn't say this question out loud. She was silent for a while, looked at Wayne deeply, turned around and left the Batcave.

"I suddenly feel a little sorry for Feng. Is it a bit pretentious?"

Hearing the sound of Feng leaving in the elevator, Wayne took a deep breath before asking Xue.

"A little bit!"

Xue shrugged, then looked at little Peter who was looking at them worriedly, and then said: "Master Wayne, although I don't know why you made up your mind to confront Tony Stark instead of letting that person Two Spider-Mans who haven't grown up are here to help.

But this is your decision after all, so let me summarize these documents for you.

First of all, ACP-226 was created by Tony Stark——"

Wayne squeezed the document tightly, veins popping up in his arms.

"Although I never actually met Tony Stark, I overheard a lot of what he said while spying on him in the Middle East.

For example, Stark Industries has a candy store, which he quite likes to brag about.

According to his self-report, he had a lot of messy inventions when he was young, many of which were made on a whim and then put aside after being created.

ACP-226 is one of them. It seems to have been invented by a biologist to treat cancer.

Later, Tony Stark found out about it. He thought this thing was rubbish, so he made a small improvement on his own - no, it should be to recreate the invention again.

That thing works better than the original, better than any cancer drug on the market. But the side effects are also huge, ridiculously big.

What’s even more outrageous is that after Tony Stark created this thing, he threw it into the database to pile up dust! "

Wayne nodded thoughtfully: "That thing is ACP-226?"

"It can be said that it is, or it can be said that it is not. The prototype is still Tony Stark's creation, but those used by you... and placed in the hands of New York gangsters basically have no therapeutic effect, and even have enhanced side effects."

"That ACP-226, that's what Jin Dui used on me, right?"

Peter interrupted, looking at Wayne with worried eyes: "Mr. Wayne, do you plan to take action against Mr. Stark because of this?"

Wayne shook his head and patted Peter on the small head: "I have never denied Tony Stark's contribution before. Without him, New York would have been half smashed by the Iron Overlord.

And he himself didn’t know that his invention was being used for this kind of thing. Those who don’t know are not guilty, so don’t worry. "

Little Peter was still very worried, but he couldn't say anything more. Mr. Wayne had already made his attitude clear.

In this way, little Peter could only leave the Batcave obediently.

"You really don't want to attack Tony Stark?"

Xue tilted her head and took back the document from Wayne: "Do you want to investigate that bat brand thing?"

Wayne glanced at the information on the Batcomputer, and then shook his head: "Just let Spider-Man check this little thing about the Bat Brand. Are there not many things against Batman in New York City?

Now, I need to make a plan for Tony Stark. If he loses control or goes crazy in the future, then I need someone who can subdue him. "

Xue followed Feng's example and took a deep look at Wayne: "You are a master of deception, Master Wayne. If you want to, no one can see your true thoughts!"

After saying that, Xue also left the Batcave.

"Oh, I didn't lie..."

Wayne stood up holding on to the armrests of his chair. He wanted to take a closer look at the Bat Brand, but his restless heart did not allow him to calm down and think.

In this way, he came to the ancestral grave of the Wayne family and came to a tombstone that looked relatively new.

"To be honest, Uncle Fu, this is the first time I'm so...well...so conflicted.

According to the movies I've watched, Iron Man should be a good guy.

But this is the real world, not a movie, and everyone’s happiness is something too precious to even think about!

Hey, I didn’t expect that he was the indirect murderer of your death.

It’s a bit annoying, Uncle Fu! "

"You think I'm annoyed? Then why don't you ask me if I'm annoyed?"

Tony Stark, who was also injured, collapsed on the sofa: "No, I'm not annoyed with you, I'm just, I'm just a little annoyed myself.

do you know? I ordered one, no, two tacos and they still haven't delivered!

I, I really don’t know what to say! "

Putting on a helpless posture, Tony said with a grimace: "I originally wanted to have a good meal with you, but I had no choice, so..."

Although Pepper has noticed something, she really wants to tear off Tony's clothes and see how many scars he has on his body.

But she endured it. She was so busy recently that she didn't even have time to go to the bathroom. If she was still responsible for Tony's psychological counseling...

She will go crazy.

And the most important thing is that she thinks that Tony is capable enough to handle her own affairs with Tony's intelligence. Now she just needs to wait and give Tony time.

"Come back and take care of your business when you have time. I'm just a little woman, not a man of steel. I have my limits!"

After complaining helplessly to Tony, Pepper, who had been alone in his villa all night, hurriedly went to the company.

She even had to put her makeup on in the car.

"Hello? Natalie? Have you driven here already? I'll be there right away!"

Reaching out to Pepper, Tony originally wanted to say something to her, but a sudden burst of pain forced him to put down his hand.

It’s not just the poisonous torture of palladium.

He was bleeding.

All he could do was force a smile on Pepper's face and nod to her, saying goodbye.

After Pepper left, Tony collapsed and kept breathing heavily.

The robotic arm that he had been clamoring to dismantle slowly came over and handed Tony a syringe that looked very high-tech.

After giving himself an injection and barely relieving the pain, Tony put the syringe back to the robotic arm: "Well...thank you, as expected, everything Tony created will not be any worse!"

When facing the mechanical arm that looked as innocent as a puppy, a picture suddenly flashed in Tony's eyes.

A little girl was hung in the room by a cross. Her whole body was stiff. Although her face still maintained an innocent expression, her body was already extremely cold.

As his vision deepened, Tony saw clearly that there was a red bat mark on the little girl's collarbone, which still retained a blazing temperature.

Then, the scene began to change, the little girl turned into Obadiah's appearance, and her death became extremely miserable and chilling.

Then, the scene changed again, and it turned into the criminal who had reached out to Tony to plead with him, and then turned into many people whom Tony didn't know.

The only thing they have in common is the Batbrand.

"boom!"

Tony punched the table, but he forgot that he was not wearing a steel suit. When the punch hit, the reaction force caused him pain.

"hiss--"

Tony frowned, and the expression on his face was as if he was crying. He even shed tears, and he didn't know if they were painful.

"I'm so stupid, really!"

After talking to himself, Tony ordered Jarvis: "Jarvis, help me investigate the Wayne Group and Batman. Give me everything about Batman and Wayne in recent years. Find out!"

"Here, how do you check this..."

With the little girl's body lying flat in the morgue, Spider-Gwen covered her mouth on the mask: "I, I, I can't investigate at all! That Batman, he, why doesn't he investigate by himself!"

Miles' situation is not much better than Spider-Gwen: "I, I think I can't investigate anymore. I really want to ask God why he created a demon that can kill even such a little girl!"

"Let me do it!"

A childish voice sounded, startling both Spider Gwen and Little Black Spider Miles. They looked around and saw Robin slowly walking in.

"Robin... Robin!" Spider-Gwen almost shouted Robin's real name. Spider-Gwen quickly ran to Robin and looked directly at him: "What are you doing here? Did Batman ask you to come?"

"No, I came by myself."

Robin bypassed Spider-Gwen, walked to the little girl's body, took a deep breath, and then took out a syringe-like thing from his belt.

Compared with Tony's one, this thing's technological sense is not bad.

"What do you want to do, Robin?"

Watching Robin draw blood from the little girl's body, Miles looked at him with some unbearability - Miles didn't want Robin to see the body.

Even they couldn't stand it, let alone Robin who was just a kid.

"I took this laboratory device from the Wayne Group. It can analyze the components of blood within fifteen minutes! We just need to wait!"

After Robin finished drawing the blood, he waited for the results from the laboratory tester.

Of course, after he drew the blood, he immediately covered the little girl with a white cloth, turned her head away, and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

"Robin, this is a task assigned to us by Batman. You don't have to..."

"Mr. Bat, he..." Robin shook his head at Spider-Gwen and said: "He should come over and take charge of this matter, but he is very angry, and I can feel that he is not the usual Mr. Bat.

Now Mr. Bat, he can no longer calm down and think! So I have to take his place!

I feel that all the things that have happened recently are too weird, as if there is a conspiracy, a conspiracy against Mr. Bat behind it!

I am the key, I am the key to saving Mr. Bat. I must do this, and I must do it! "

"Robin, there is no need for you to put such a heavy responsibility on yourself! You still have us!"

Both Spider-Man looked at Robin with concern, and at little Peter, with the same look in their eyes - Peter would always be Peter, no matter what world he was in.

"You said, in other worlds, I once said to you, with great power comes great responsibility, right?

I have experienced a lot with Mr. Bat now, and I already have enough abilities!

In the past, I was saved by Mr. Bat!

Now, it's my turn to save Mr. Bat! "

Spider-Gwen and Miles both put their hands on Robin, little Peter's shoulders.

If they weren't wearing masks, Robin would have seen the smiles on their faces.

After fifteen minutes passed, the analyzer rang.