Hong Fei, a redditor in American comics

"Why isn't he dead?" Bruce's voice came through the mobile phone. His tone seemed a little urgent. Such emotions were rare in him.

On the other side, Hong Fei came to an ancient castle in Europe by devouring Lei Xiao Aogu's memory.

It is close to the coastline, with lush green grass on the high cliffs, and the castle is built on the edge of the cliff.

The sun is warm and the sea breeze is refreshing.

While breathing the fresh air and letting the breeze blow on his face, Hong Fei responded to Bruce: "He's dead. His forehead was pierced. You don't think he can survive like this, right?"

Even if he had other ways to resurrect, Hong Fei didn't believe that he could regenerate one even if his soul was swallowed.

That would jump directly to the level of God.

The Kagemusha Alliance is not worthy enough. .

Bruce: "Damn, I didn't mean now, I meant before."

"Then how do I know? I haven't been here before."

"Not coming, what do you mean?"

"Literally, at that time I was still working as Iron Man in Marvel. Do you know about the Battle of New York? Have you ever heard of Thanos snapping his fingers?"

Bruce was silent for a few seconds and then said: "I remember clearly that he died."

"Did you kill him with your own hands?"

"No, you know very well that I don't kill people."

"Then why do you say he is dead?"

"I watched with my own eyes as he stayed on the train that lost control and crashed onto the bridge. There was no way he could have survived such an impact and explosion."

"But he is alive. Although he looks like a skeleton, I guarantee that he is a living person, and his movements are quite fast. He can almost catch up with you."

"That's impossible."

"Although I have said this to many people many times, it seems that I still have to say it to you: Nothing in this world is absolutely impossible. Since you did not do it yourself, then he can escape Maybe, maybe what you saw was just what people wanted you to see. By the way, you should have thought that he had been dead for a long time, right? But he has been staying in the office building near your Wayne Tower all these years, maybe even People have seen you pushing the cart on your desk."

Bruce immediately retorted: "Nonsense!"

Hong Fei chuckled: "Master Wayne, you are quite white."

"You!" Bruce was so angry that his teeth were itching. Although he didn't think Lei Xiao Aogu would be as perverted as Hong Fei said, and even if he was really perverted, Hong Fei wouldn't know it, but his laughter and tone were genuine. It's so abominable.

In reality?Hong Fei actually saw it through Soul Eater.

The old man Lei Xiaoogu, whose real name is Lars Al Ghul, has lived as a human for more than 700 years and still wants to be a terrorist all day long. He has long been perverted.

After he was lucky enough to escape death, he immediately went into hibernation. The tentacles of the entire Shadow Warrior Alliance were retracted, and the only actions he took were changed, just to prevent Bruce, the bat, from noticing.

But his desire for revenge never subsides, and even grows stronger as he observes Bruce on the top floor of the office building.

But come to think of it.

It would be hard for anyone not to be angry when they see a disciple who indirectly "killed" himself, a traitor to the organization, and behaved inappropriately with many women, including his own daughter, right?

He didn't draw his knife and rush over to cut off Bruce's little bat on the spot, which was considered extremely patient.

After going through the old pervert's memories, Hong Fei said loudly: "Master Wayne, if I were you, I wouldn't want that desk, sofa and chair. God knows how many lives can be seen if you shine it with a purple light. Residue.”

Bruce clenched his fists instantly, and his last rational thought told him not to crush the phone until it exploded.

He asked in a dull tone: "Are you spying on me too?"

"Nonsense, why should I spy on you?"

"Then don't talk nonsense."

"You know whether it's nonsense or not."

"Okay, these boring things don't make much sense. How did you find him?"

Hong Fei had already arrived at the gate of the castle. He knocked on the door and said, "I didn't want to look for him. He became my path."

"Isn't he in Gotham? Wait, you brought your gang to Gotham?"

"Yes."

Bruce narrowed his eyes and his voice became deeper, like a lion whose territory had been violated: "Isn't New York enough to satisfy your desire for power?"

"Rights? What do you want that thing for?"

As Hong Fei asked back, the door opened, and a gun barrel quickly poked out from the crack in the door. The black muzzle was pointed directly at Hong Fei's eyebrows.

Hong Fei raised his hand with a smile.

In the earphone, Bruce said: "You should know that I know very well that now the entire New York government and all New York gangs are your people."

Hong Fei crossed the threshold with the barrel of the shotgun in front of him and said, "Of course, you are the famous Bruce Wayne. This kind of thing can be hidden from others, but not from you."

After all, you are DC's biological father.

However, when she heard the name from Hong Fei's mouth, the woman holding the gun... the young woman, her pupils suddenly trembled slightly and her expression changed suddenly.

Hong Fei turned a blind eye to the gun barrel in front of him, but observed the environment and decoration inside with great interest.

Compared with the quaintness on the outside, the inside is full of luxury, a perfect blend of classics and technology. Hong Fei thought of his big castle in Sokovia in the Marvel Cinematic Universe.

Although the one in front of me is a bit smaller in size, it is quite similar in approach and approach.

The young woman wanted to ask, but Hong Fei put an index finger to his mouth to silence her, and then specially tapped the headphones on his ears.

At this time, Bruce's response also came: "If it wasn't for power, why did you use that method to control New York?"

"Tell me, what method did I use?"

"I haven't investigated clearly yet, but I think it's nothing more than coercion and inducement."

"Bruce, you are over 40 years old. You should know very well that means are just processes, the key is to look at the purpose."

"Isn't your goal just power?"

"Okay, okay, don't provoke me like this. If you don't understand, you can just ask."

Bruce paused and asked seriously: "What is your purpose?"

Hong Fei replied seriously: "I'm sorry, I can't tell you."

Although he couldn't see Bruce's expression or hear his voice, Hong Fei felt that Bruce's fist should be hard now.

Taking advantage of this period of silence, Hong Fei walked around the castle.

The young woman was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes became sharper. Although she did not continue to follow Hong Fei, the muzzle of the gun was always pointed at his head.

She was wearing a long silk nightgown with a very low V-neck on her chest, which was very deep.

What's even more obvious is the abnormal bulge. From the analysis of her shoulders, which only have two thin nightgown straps, there is no bad omen for her today.

But Hong Fei didn't take a second glance from the beginning of their meeting. Instead, he quickly looked away.

Looking back now, his response was correct.

The layout here is very warm, and there is no unusual fragrance in the air, only the unique smell brought by the sunshine.

In a wooden cabinet not far away from the wall, there are rows of cylindrical metal cans.

Judging from the shape and pattern, it should be milk powder.

This woman is actually pregnant. No, judging from her body shape, she has already given birth. Let’s focus on the milk powder can, which is for babies between 6 and 12 months old.

Looking back, the time is quite consistent.

It was around this time that Bane was imprisoned.

Of course, this baby is not Bane's, but the last time our Master Wayne met this woman was when Bane was preparing to annihilate Gotham.

If this woman was just a pure terrorist, Hong Fei would have taken her away immediately and designed it for Batman to have some fun.

But she has given birth.

That won't work.

But it seems more fun this way?

Hong Fei couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"Hong, I don't know what your real purpose is, but Alfred told me that you did make New York a better place. That's why I haven't looked for you..."

"Wait a minute, aren't you not looking for me because you can't beat me?" Hong Fei's astonishment was filled with the uprightness of a young man.

Bruce's breath froze, then he quickly adjusted and continued: "That's not the main reason. If you just wanted to destroy or destroy New York, then I would have gone to find you anyway."

"Well, I believe this." Otherwise, Bruce wouldn't go directly to Superman. He is also very aware of the gap between himself and Superman. Before success, no one dares to say that the probability is 100%.

"So, listen to me, Gotham is not the same as New York."

"It's really different. New York was taken without much action, but Gotham really spent a lot of bullets."

"You killed someone?"

"nonsense."

"flood!"

"here I am."

"You... we can't just use killing to solve the problem!" Bruce's words sounded like earnest persuasion.

However, Hong Fei and his ideas could never be integrated, so he retorted almost without thinking: "But we can't stop killing all the time."

"Taking away life will make us lose our respect for life."

"Here we go again, this topic continues and it becomes our preaching to each other, which is even more meaningless. People, I have already killed them, and you don't have to thank me. I guarantee that you also want to kill those guys, but you If it’s not convenient for you to take action yourself, you’re welcome!”

Bruce: Thank you so much!

In the castle, Hong Fei sat carelessly on the wicker chair by the window under the gun of the young woman, and at the same time waved to the young woman who was holding the gun.

The other party frowned, obviously not understanding what Hong Fei wanted to do, but the confidence Hong Fei had shown since his appearance made her feel like she was riding a tiger.

Fortunately, Hong Fei's smile was extremely friendly, and the vigilance and suspicion in the young woman's heart gradually disappeared, and she walked towards Hong Fei step by step.

But perhaps due to some instinctive reaction in her body at this moment, she never put down the gun in her hand.

Motherhood, protecting babies.

It's instinct.

At the same time, she was also very smart. She didn't look at the door at the other end the whole time. Even though Hong Fei knew telepathically, she was actually panicking inside.

You know, babies under one year old may suddenly wake up and cry loudly.

Fortunately, Hong Fei's voice was not loud.

Arriving at the table, Hong Fei extended his hand to invite her to sit down.

The young woman shook her head and tightened her grip on the gun.

On the other side, Bruce took a few deep breaths to calm down, and then said, "What on earth do you want to do? In Gotham."

Hong Fei: "You know, I'm from Gotham."

"Didn't you say you were Iron Man?"

"..."