Marvel's The Dark Knight Rises

"This is the United States in the 40s...I imagine it was even better developed. Mobile version m..."

Sitting in a Ford car with a sense of age, Bradley looked out the window at the skyscrapers that were no different from those of later generations, as well as the endless flow of various vehicles, and couldn't help but sigh.

John, however, was not as new as Bradley. He always had the feeling that he would not stay in this era for too long. After all, if Bruce could bring them from the original world, he would definitely be able to go to other worlds as well. , now, he is looking forward to it.

Looking forward to the next "adventure".

Bruce sat quietly in the passenger seat and quickly looked past the scene outside the window.

It was dusk, but the atmosphere of post-war celebrations still lingered in the air, and Americans were excited to win another world war.

Although this huge war wealth does not belong to the vast majority of civilians, under the government's "guarantees" again and again, the enthusiasm of the people has not dissipated for a long time. Bruce shook his head and stopped looking at those smiling faces full of happiness. I feel heavy in my heart.

Yes, calm has returned to both sides of the Atlantic, but on the far east coast of the Pacific, my motherland, the motherland of this world, is about to fall into another war.

In the decades to come, the war would not easily leave that suffering land. Although he had already tried his best to send a lot of supplies to the people who were still resisting in that land, but now, he felt that There is still a lot that I can do.

It's not that he forcibly changes the situation. His current strength is not yet strong enough to affect a big war. He can only strongly support one side so that the war can end faster. As for who he supports, it doesn't matter. Well considered.

After all, the history of the future prosperity of the motherland has already made a choice for him.

In reverie, the three cars that Bruce and his party took had already driven out of the urban area and headed towards the southern suburbs of Brooklyn. It was not until they saw the coastline that a huge manor-style school appeared in front of everyone.

Flush with the manor wall, the five-meter-high heavy iron gate slowly opened, and then closed slowly after the car of Bruce and the others entered.

On both sides of the road are neatly cut green lawns, and at the end of the extension of the lawn is a small piece of luxuriant woods. The fountain pool made of marble stands in front of a huge villa-shaped "teaching building" with six floors. Very concise.

The car turned around in front of the teaching building, drove into the depths of the school from a small path, passed by a large-scale open-air playground, training ground, and a series of closed buildings for unknown purposes, until a well-organized small airport , the car stopped slowly.

Alfred, Gibson, and Joshua were standing in front of the airport at this time, and when they saw Bruce getting off the car, they all walked over here.

Wearing a black trench coat, an eye patch, and a serious smile, Gibson still looks the same, but Joshua has changed obviously. The childishness of the past has gradually faded away, and his eyes have become calmer. At this time, he looks very handsome in formal clothes. Like a successful person.

"Sorry to be away for a long time, thank you for your hard work, old man."

Bruce walked up to Gibson and Joshua, stretched out his hand, and said apologetically that he left so suddenly at the beginning, but now he thought it was a bit hasty, at least for the first batch of people who followed him.

"Humph."

Gibson stared at Bruce blankly. After a long while, he made a muffled nasal sound and didn't speak. He just barely stretched out his hand and shook Bruce. The people behind Bruce, especially Remy, couldn't help laughing.

He smiled warmly, and before Bruce could speak, Joshua generously shook Bruce's hand, "Welcome back. Also, I didn't expect you to be so young, sir."

Even after a year has passed, Joshua still maintains a high enthusiasm for Bruce, especially after seeing Bruce under the mask now, which represents the Dark Knight's trust in him.

"This is my new team member, Logan, Remi Lebo... Let's get to know each other better later. Is he here?"

Bruce briefly introduced Logan and the others, but asked Alfred in the second half of the sentence.

Alfred looked behind him at the small black dot in the sky in the distance, and smiled lightly, "Here he comes."

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"Captain, we're almost here."

In an ordinary-looking transport plane, there were three men sitting in tight-fitting black combat uniforms. They all wore masks that covered half of their faces. They could not see their faces clearly. They were silent all the way. One of them suddenly looked at the man with long hair. The man said.

The long-haired man's eyes were silent and he was sitting there like a piece of solid ice with a cold temperament. He just nodded lightly when he heard the words.

Not long after, a tremor came over, which lasted for a while, and after it gradually subsided, the three of them got up and got off the plane.

After seeing the people waiting at the airport, the long-haired man strode towards them without saying a word.

Bruce looked at the person walking straight towards him with complicated eyes.

He still had long hair, but he was stronger and calmer. He became more and more similar to what he remembered.

"Bucky..."

He took a step forward, and before he could utter his words, a huge fist hit him directly. The movement was so sudden that no one who was originally relaxed could react. Only Bruce had expected this situation, but he dodged it a little bit. Meaning nothing.

The fist fell, but it did not hit his face. Instead, Tu changed its direction and hit his shoulder. At this time, Logan and Victor, who had reacted, had already shown their sharp claws and watched. I want to pounce on this long-haired man.

Bruce snorted, raised his hand decisively, and signaled that he was fine, then smiled wryly and looked at Bucky who was staring at him, "You guys still have enough strength, I thought you would be overwhelmed this time."

This made Logan and the others confused. It seemed that the relationship between the two of them was still very good?But when you meet someone, you give him a punch first, which is...

Bucky took off his mask, revealing an expressionless face like Gibson, and said coldly: "I thought you would come back soon, a month, or two months, but I didn't expect that as soon as you left, It’s a year and a half! Asshole!”

"So I'm back asap, Bucky, sorry."

Bruce said apologetically, grabbed Bucky's shoulder directly, and motioned for Alfred to take everyone directly to the conference room.

"Hey, brother, you have to understand me. Did you see those people behind? They are our new teammates in the future. For them, I spent more time this time. And, ahem, after the meeting is over, I will give Tell me about the situation of going 'over there' this time, don't get angry first, otherwise I won't be able to lead the team in the future..."

Bucky struggled hard and saw Bruce hugging him tightly and not letting go like a rogue, so he had no choice but to give up. After hearing Bruce's explanation in a deliberately lowered voice, he looked back at Logan and the others who were following him. He looked at Dukes' huge body suspiciously.

"I promise, I will explain it to you later!"

After receiving repeated assurances from Bruce, Bucky suppressed his manic mentality of finding trouble with Bruce and glared at Bruce again. He put on his mask coldly and walked towards Alfred with long strides.

"Why does this man feel so cold when you are on a mission? He is one of your team members here?"

Remy curled his lips and leaned in quietly, so politely.

"He."

Bruce looked at Bucky, who was completely different from a year and a half ago, and was a little puzzled. This person is no longer in Hydra, and the base has not arranged any assassination or spy missions. He doesn't know how Bucky still became This look.

After thinking about it, I decided to go to the base and talk to Bucky more. No matter how things change, there is always a reason.

Putting his worries aside, Bruce took a final, playful look at Bucky's "arrogant" pace. Bruce suddenly seemed to remember something and raised the corner of his mouth, "He is the number one male model of the Dark Knight."

After a pause, he added: "Of course, in my absence, ahem..."

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