American comics: Because I am Batman

"You're going to apologize too? Ah, no! I mean, that's good! That's good! Ah, haha!"

Miles said something subconsciously, then realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly covered his mouth.

Spider-Gwen also said quickly: "No, no, it's not you who is at fault, Mr. Batman. It's our fault that we entered Wayne Manor without your consent."

They are now more willing to discuss the issue of smoke bombs with Feng. In fact, the two Spider-Men just thought so, and they thought so at the same time.

Scared, scared, really scared.

Batman just beat them up without mercy at all!

Although I don’t know what the look Feng gave me just now meant, but it’s enough to be able to move the topic away from Batman!

Spider Gwen got close to Feng, almost pulling herself over with spider silk: "Feng, Sister Feng!"

This sweet voice made Feng shiver involuntarily, giving him goosebumps all over his body.

"Okay, okay!" Feng held Gwen's head and looked at Wayne: "Master Wayne, you scared them both like this, you must be responsible!"

Although Wayne wanted to say it wasn't because of you, but in this situation, it was probably hard to say, so he could only shrug.

"I will."

After saying that, he walked straight to the wall and turned on all the lights in Wayne Manor.

"Feng, prepare some food. I think they are hungry too."

"Originally I prepared some snacks, but now it seems there aren't enough!"

Feng used a smile to signal Gwen not to be afraid, but it obviously had no effect, so he could only wave his hand: "So Master Wayne, you should go and prepare.

Although your cooking skills are no different from those of a professional violinist playing the erhu, you still fall into the category of someone who can't kill you if you eat them. "

The subtext is actually that you should leave quickly, these two young people are almost scared to death by you.

Wayne also knew that he was asking for trouble if he continued to stay here, so he took the bat hood and walked to the kitchen.

Seeing Batman disappear from their eyes, both Spider-Man instantly collapsed to the ground.

"Miles, I, I thought I was going to be killed by him just now!"

Gwen said with lingering fear, the wind slowly patted her back behind her, calming her breath.

"I, I was shocked by him just now..." Miles looked down and saw several yellow electric currents popping out of his fingers, and he whined: "After being shocked, I fell to the ground, really I feel like my waist is going to break!”

Miles didn't even notice now that when Batman shocked him just now, the lightning was blue.

But now the current in his hand is yellow.

"Have you, young master, always been so cruel?" Spider-Gwen stood up and looked at Feng - now the only person in Wayne Manor who could give her a sense of security was Feng: "No, I mean, he treats criminals Have you always been so cruel?"

Feng patted Gwen on the head: "You are still children!"

"What do you mean?"

Feng took his hand back, and then said sternly to them: "I heard Master Wayne say..."

In fact, it was heard on the bug on Spider-Man.

"You have experienced the death of Spider-Man from another world. I thought that you, who have already seen death, would be more open-minded.

You know, being more open-minded, well, means that you will be more mature and more able to accept some cruel things. "

Miles and Gwen both looked away embarrassedly. They had indeed experienced a big battle. But in that battle, the real C-position was Spider-Man Peter Parker.

Moreover, that battle was not limited to their three Spider-Men, but seven Spider-Men gathered together to deal with evil.

That battle cannot be said to be spectacular, it can only be said to be uneventful. The seven Spider-Men overwhelmingly defeated the super villains that Kingpin had brought from other worlds.

From this battle, they learned to trust their companions, to walk together, to learn the weight of a hero, and...the meaning of sacrifice.

But that battle didn't teach them how to deal with a situation where someone you know and seems likely to cooperate with you comes up and gives you a beating without saying a word.

Anyway, Gwen was stunned, and Miles was directly numb, in a physical sense.

"We, we just..."

"You are just naive." Feng said mercilessly: "You think Master Wayne is a good man, a good man who fights criminals. Of course, this good man must be enclosed in double quotation marks!

However, you really thought that Mr. Wayne would not take action against you.

This is an illusion. According to my observation, Mr. Wayne had already made a plan to deal with you the day after he met you.

You must be thankful that although the Batman just now had a plan to deal with you, he did not bring any tools specifically to deal with you.

Otherwise, you probably won’t even know how you died. "

"How could he do this? We are not..."

Miles shook his head in disbelief, but Feng did not let him continue: "In fact, there are four of us serving Mr. Wayne, namely Fenghuaxueyue.

Each of us was given a plan by Mr. Wayne to deal with it. Even we are treated like this, let alone you. "

Spider-Gwen frowned and sat on the soft sofa: "What about little Peter?"

Feng said nothing.

"He, this is how he came here?"

Miles also sat down, his expression solemn.

"He has always come here like this." Feng nodded: "And it's not just little Peter, he has already thought about how to deal with himself.

He divided his plan against himself into four parts. No, it should be said that he had four plans against himself.

The plans were told to each of the four of us.

Once he makes any unqualified behavior, or breaks down, goes crazy, and embarks on the road of committing crimes.

Then, we, Fenghuaxueyue, will launch the ‘Knightfall’ plan, and by then, there will be no Dark Knight in New York City. "

Of course, there will be no more romance.

Feng said silently in his heart.

"It's really, really heavy..."

Miles licked his lips. Just hearing that a plan to deal with him was prepared, he felt as if his heart was suppressed by something.

What kind of spirit is this that allows this man who calls himself Batman to prepare a plan to deal with himself?

What exactly is he facing? Need to do this?

"Master Wayne's spirit has been on the verge of collapse before. Rather than saying that little Peter was saved by Batman, it is better to say that Master Wayne was pulled back by little Peter."

Feng left for a moment, then came back with a large plate of snacks, placed them on the table, and then sat down.

"Speaking of which, watching Master Wayne degenerate little by little, become more cruel and disregard human life, I almost thought that the 'Knightfall' plan could enter the preparation stage.

But, little Peter, he didn't know he took the wrong medicine, but he actually ran to the battlefield where Batman was fighting.

After that, Master Wayne - he at least became less careless about human life. "

"Human life? What does human life mean to those people? What does it mean to him, Wayne?"

The gang leader was pressed to the ground by a man in a red tights, and he struggled to say a word.

"Wayne?"

Daredevil raised his head. Although he couldn't see at all, he did "look" in the direction of Wayne Tower.

"Yes! Wayne!" The gang leader looked at the unconscious gangsters lying on the ground and struggled: "Aren't you masked vigilantes just working for the rich?

Even you, a guy who comes from nowhere and has no reputation, are the same!

Do you think you can save New York City by learning from that Bat geek?

Hahaha! Do not make jokes! You, like that bat geek, are just helping the rich oppress us poor people! "

"What do you mean?"

Daredevil's knees exerted slight force, suppressing the gang leader's breath.

"Ahem, cough, go to Wayne...Wayne Tower, take a look. If you have such ability...ahem!"

After hearing this, Daredevil punched the gang leader unconscious and then stood up.

"Wayne..."

What is hidden behind this well-known philanthropist in New York City and even the entire Commonwealth?

Daredevil doesn't know that he doesn't actually believe what the gangster says, but...

"Daredevil may not be able to find it, but Lawyer Mark may not be able to find it!"

Having made up his mind, Daredevil was about to leave when he heard a sound so slight that it was almost inaudible...the sound of fingers clicking on the screen.

"Who?"

He turned his head and said sternly.

"Oh, it was discovered!"

Jessica popped up from next to the trash can in the alley. She really loves trash cans lately. These are really just enough for her to hide.

"Hello, I am a reporter from the Daily Planet, Jessica Jones! May I ask..."

"No comment!"

Daredevil looked like Batman, not giving Jessica a chance to ask questions, and turned around and ran into the night.

Jessica, who was looking for her voice recorder, wanted to catch up, but her voice recorder was stuck in her collar and she couldn't take it out for a while.

She was afraid that her clothes would be torn if she tried too hard, so she had no choice but to watch the red masked vigilante disappear into the night.

"Damn it! Why do you always get things wrong! Jessica!"

Jessica hammered her head in frustration, and sighed helplessly.

"It seems you have another problem this time."

After Jessica hammered her head, she found that she had exerted too much force and it hurt. When she could only rub her head with a grimace, a figure walked into the alley.