American comics: Because I am Batman

"Starting today, Stark's military industry department will be shut down!"

After saying this, Tony Stark walked straight off the stage and walked into the banquet hall, leaving reporters who were confused but were stopped outside by security guards.

Among them was Jessica, who had no idea what was going on, but was dragged into the banquet by Erica.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Jessica asked three times in Erica's ear what was wrong: "Him, wait a minute, let me sort it out first! You brought me here and said you wanted me to see the world, but it turned out that this banquet was for Tony ·Stark’s return party?

Why didn't you tell me about such big news in advance? I'll at least bring a microphone over here! "

Jessica complained about Erica.

"How did I know there would be such big news!"

Erica also looked in disbelief. In her mind, Tony Stark was the largest arms leader in the Federation, and Greece used missiles manufactured by Stark Industries.

Now when he comes back, he directly says that he doesn't want to do arms anymore. I want to be a good person in the future?

Are you kidding me?

Seeing Erica, she really didn't expect it at all. Jessica sighed: "Maybe there are colleagues of mine among the reporters just now. Anyway, I also specialize in tracking and reporting on masked vigilantes like Batman. This news doesn’t matter anymore!”

"It doesn't matter?" Miles scratched his short black hair and looked at Wayne in surprise: "Mr. Wayne, this is not something that doesn't matter.

Stark Industries is the largest arms manufacturer in the Federation! Say something offensively! Even Mr. Wayne, your military industry cannot compare!

Now that Mr. Tony has suddenly announced that he will abolish the military industry department of Stark Industries, what will be the subsequent impact? "

"How about you ask him yourself?"

Wayne pouted in Tony's direction.

Miles flinched and waved his hands repeatedly: "I just think it's incredible!

I can't talk to a person of this level! Mr. Wayne, go talk to him! "

You want me to ask the question you want to know?

Wayne didn't want to get involved in this matter, but when he turned around and found that little Peter was looking at him hopefully, he could only shrug.

"Tony, long time no see. You've grown a lot stronger during this time!"

Wayne took the wine glass and walked to Tony, who had just come to the window for some air.

"Oh, look, you know, what I love most is to exercise. Exercise is good for physical and mental health!"

Tony seemed to be startled by Wayne, and his first reaction when he heard Wayne's voice was to tremble.

"Multiplayer sport?"

Wayne asked amusedly.

"Absolutely. I also like dual sports, such as fencing. Did you know that my college sports choice was fencing! People in school at that time called me the little prince of fencing!"

Although Wayne knew that Tony Stark was talking nonsense and that all his physical education classes in college were wasted in girls' beds, he still went along with it.

"That's great. I don't have a college life and can't experience your fun!"

Tony Stark raised his eyebrows, smacked his lips again, and then said: "Wow, don't lie to me. I know you were forced to go home and inherit trillions of dollars in wealth. You can even build your own university. Like a, well, candy house!”

"I'm not a little girl who dreams about sleeping in a chocolate castle."

Wayne looked out the window, and then brought the conversation back to the right track: "Welcome back, you are the richest second generation in New York City who deserves the title!"

"You know, I don't like this name!"

This is still nonsense. One of Tony Stark's favorite things before he disappeared was to compete with Wayne on the front pages of New York City newspapers to see who was the most powerful second-generation rich man in New York City.

"I now prefer others to call me..."

"hero?"

Wayne asked, looking curious.

Tony Stark surprisingly did not deny it, but hesitantly changed the topic again: "Have you paid attention to that Batman?"

"I just remember you ranting in the newspaper about this guy who wears tights and fights crime in the middle of the night. He's a complete psychopath."

After Tony Stark heard this, he denied it on the spot: "Is it true? Is it really true? I guarantee it with my Grandma Jenny's boots. I definitely never said such a thing!"

"Forget it, we're far away, let's get back to the topic, what kind of person do you think Batman is?"

Wayne blurted out: "A guy who wears tights and fights crime in the middle of the night is a complete psychopath!"

"Oh! You can't use my opinions to answer my questions! My words are patentable!"

“Then you should give me your Grandma Jenny’s boots!”

Tony Stark, who realized that he had been tricked by Wayne, unexpectedly fell into silence. It took a long time until a socialite came to call him, and he finally reacted.

"Ah, if you have anything to do, go to Pepper or Obadiah, don't come to me!"

"Oh, I just wanted to invite...it's okay!"

Jessica was confused when she saw her boss's boss standing next to Tony Stark. After sticking out her tongue at Wayne, she left in embarrassment.

"Uh, does she want to dance with me?"

Tony Stark realizes that he seems to have missed an affair, but it doesn't matter, there are many beauties in New York City vying to climb into his bed.

"But she is still pretty. Did I miss something? Should I ask her for her contact information or something?"

Tony Stark seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be asking Wayne.

"I don't know, but your contact information must be easily found."

"Oh, yes! That's right! There will be lots of opportunities in the future! By the way! Where did we just talk about?"

"Speaking of your Grandma Jenny's boots!"

"Forget the boots, I'm asking Batman!"

Tony Stark took the cocktail from the waiter's tray and drank it all in one gulp. He was so bold that he almost dropped the empty glass to the ground.

"Yes, you're asking about a mental illness!"

Wayne patted Tony on the shoulder: "Tony, why have you become so strange since you came back? You have never cared about the company's operations before, let alone anything about Batman!"

Tony's face became a little weird: "Maybe, maybe it's post-war traumatic sequelae! Maybe those beauties in New York City can cure me!"

Some didn't talk so much. Wayne originally planned to say goodbye, but now Tony Stark is chasing him.

"Wayne, I'm serious. What kind of person do you think that Batman is?"

Looking back into Tony Stark's eyes, Wayne pondered for a moment: "At least, now people in New York City will feel at ease when they see the Bat-Light in the middle of the night."

After saying that, Wayne originally left directly, but then he seemed to think of something again and came back: "But there is one thing that is very thought-provoking."

Tony Stark was deep in thought, and he didn't even seem to hear what Wayne was saying.

But Wayne continued.

"If one day the Bat-Light stops lighting up, will people in New York City still feel at ease in the middle of the night?"

I don’t know if Tony heard it, but Wayne returned to Little Peter and the others after he finished speaking.

"How about it?"

"He became a good person!" Faced with Miles's question and Little Peter's curiosity, Wayne shrugged: "After being blown up by his own bomb once, he became a good person."

"So that's how it is, so in my world..."

Miles rubbed his chin and thought, and even expressed his thoughts. However, halfway through, he realized that he was not in his own world at all, so he stopped talking.

"Human experiences are irreplaceable, Miles!"

Wayne looked at Tony Stark, who was surrounded by a group of socialites, wild bees and butterflies, and added speechlessly: "But there can still be resonance between people."

"Mr. Wayne!"

It wasn't little Peter calling Wayne, but their Daily Planet reporter, Jessica.

"Did you get any information just now?"

Wayne looked at Jessica, who was wearing a gorgeous long dress, but looked very awkward no matter what, and shook his head: "Don't think about it, Tony has such a temperament, everything he says is only half-joking, who knows he Which sentence is true and which sentence is false?

Moreover, this drama about the rich second generation’s conscience discovering how to be good was written by Shakespeare hundreds of years ago! "

She could hear the sarcasm in Wayne's tone, but she didn't know what aspect of Tony Stark Wayne was mocking. Jessica could only think that the boss had also hit a wall in front of the rich second generation.

"Uh, Mr. Wayne, it seems that Shakespeare didn't write a similar story, right?"

Little Peter said weakly, and then Wayne pressed his little head: "What is the third rule of our family, Peter?"

"You make all the rules, Mr. Wayne!"

"very good!"

Hiding his lack of interest in literature, or his lack of knowledge and skills, Wayne waved to Jessica.

"What's the matter? Boss?"

"Are you still following Batman's line?"

"Yes! Boss!"

Jessica looks like a dog now, and all she needs is a tail to make her wag.

She may have thought that her boss was going to give her a promotion and a raise.

She also thinks too highly of capitalists.

Still too young.

"Then you have one more task now. Isn't there a masked vigilante who wears a red tights and fights crime in New York recently? I'll leave this job to you!"

I thought it was a promotion and a salary increase, but it turned out to be an added burden. I fully expected Wayne to add a sentence about a 10% monthly salary increase at the end, but he didn't say anything at all!

Jessica, who deeply understood the evil nature of capitalism, could only nod her head with tears in her eyes.