The Days of Being King Elden in American Comics

Early the next morning, the northern suburbs of the metropolis.

Several colonels from the Department of Defense and members of Congress got out of the dark Cadillac.

They were dressed in dark suits and looked solemn.

Before they came here, the tombstone made of granite was already filled with people who were also grieving.

"Tick tock..."

The sound of raindrops kept coming from Klein's black umbrella.

"Woooooo!!!"

The trumpet sounds!

The crowd looked back.

This whimpering sound attracted the attention of everyone present.

A group of men in black carried a dark coffin through the crowd towards the dug grave.

Among this group of men in black, one person stood out in particular.

He is Gotham's richest man, 'Bruce Wayne'.

Bruce is tall, with a hint of melancholy between his eyebrows. His face is sharp, but he has a masculine and handsome look.

Some young ladies attending the funeral also had their hearts beat faster after seeing him, and they were unconsciously attracted to him.

Klein stood in the crowd, feeling the gloom and depressing atmosphere of the metropolis.

"Superman is dead... Metropolis will be in chaos, Gotham will be in chaos, and those perverts and monsters in the Western Federation will know one thing in the next few months... that is their nightmare 'Superman' disappears."

Klein knew this was not a good thing.

The Superman in this world is not like the people of the motherland who have no bottom line. On the contrary, Superman is a very 'perfect guy'.

He has the power of God, but also has the ultimate brilliance of humanity.

After a brief contact, Bruce gave up his suspicions, but unfortunately he fought Doomsday and killed Superman.

"He is an unknown hero who stands in the light and brings hope and light to people..." Clark's girlfriend Louise said through sobs.

Klein suddenly became interested and looked at this beautiful reporter whose appearance was several times better than in the movie.

A black skirt, black pantyhose, and exquisite black high heels.

The fatigue was vaguely visible under the makeup, and his eyes were bloodshot.

But she has a beautiful face, a gentle scholar's temperament, and her figure is above average.

There is a sense of fox charm between his eyebrows, but if you look closely, he is extremely serious.

"Klein, Klein, what are you thinking about... This is a funeral occasion..." Klein shook his head and threw the strange thoughts behind him.

At this moment, Klein noticed the eyes behind him.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Diana, who was wearing a black neutral suit.

Diana was wearing a black beret, one hand on her hip, and the other holding an umbrella.

She stood at the end of the crowd, staring at Klein with a strange look.

"Why has this little guy changed again? He seems to be a lot stronger?"

This is a warrior's keen perception. She can sense that Klein's energy and blood are like a dragon, and his heartbeat is like a huge and thick pump mechanism, constantly squeezing blood that is several times the mass of an ordinary person or even more into the body.

"Vaguely, I feel like this little guy is a little... dangerous?"

Diana also noticed that Klein looked back and the two looked at each other.

Diana just smiled in response.

Unexpectedly, Klein actually squeezed through the crowd and came close to him.

This also caused the people attending the funeral to cast strange looks.

"What...are you doing here..." Diana whispered.

Fortunately, the eulogy was delivered through a loudspeaker and the sound of background music covered up the surrounding sounds.

This time it didn't attract too much attention.

"Sister...I'm afraid..." Klein now acted like a 14-year-old boy.

After saying that, Klein stayed close to Diana, seeming to be really afraid of such a funeral scene.

“…”

The corners of Diana's mouth twitched slightly, smiling, but she felt 1 dissatisfaction in her heart.

"Don't be afraid. This is a hero's funeral. His heroic spirit will protect us."

Diana explained, taking advantage of the situation to distance herself from Klein.

"Sister, are you my cousin's girlfriend?" Klein started gossiping.

"What?!" Diana exclaimed, almost attracting the attention of the people around her.

"Don't get excited, sister." Klein took out his cell phone and said coquettishly: "Add a friend, sister. You must be a sister with a lot of high-quality resources because you are so beautiful. Please introduce one to me."

"you...."

The socially awkward Klein left Diana speechless.

She turned her head, and Bruce walked towards her after carrying the coffin.

"Are you free tonight? Let's have dinner together?" Bruce asked with a smile.

"No time...."

Diana has no favorable impression of "the two Wayne brothers".

These two guys, one wants to fuck himself, the other has a brain problem, they are both big perverts.

Diana, who was in a slightly unhappy mood, shook her face and left directly.

A confused Bruce was left standing there.

"Did you say something to this sister?" Bruce asked into Klein's ear.

"I swear I didn't!" Klein raised his hand and made a gesture.

"It shouldn't be..."

"Cousin, this is what's wrong with you. On such a serious occasion, you actually asked for a date like a meal. Isn't this stupid?"

Klein continued: "Most girls don't like boys to be more proactive. They love the feeling of aloofness. If you ask them to take the initiative to come to you and you ignore them, the higher the chance of success!"

"You're a minor, what do you know! And I don't feel that way about her. We are just...comrades-in-arms..."

Klein shook his head and sighed: "Stupid! You are usually too popular with women. Your rich, handsome, and uncle persona makes it easy for you to sleep with those ladies, models, and athletes. When you meet this sister, You are so arrogant and aloof, you must make them interested in you."

Bruce tapped Klein's head lightly.

He asked: "Who did you learn this from? Those guys in Arkham led you astray!"

"No...it's the blood gene of the Wayne family, it's something you're born with."

As they spoke, the funeral was coming to an end.

Half an hour later, Klein and Bruce sat in an old Ford sedan and left the metropolis.

During this period, Bruce kept thinking about the "method to pick up girls" that Klein gave him.

..........

midnight.

Inside Wayne Castle on the outskirts of Gotham.

Klein sat cross-legged and suddenly raised his hands and opened his eyes, and a bonfire appeared in front of him.

"Master Fade!"

Melina's tone became softer and a little excited.

When I saw Klein before, he always had an expression on his face like he owed him money, but now he is much softer and more approachable.

"I finally summoned you. I couldn't sense you during this period and thought you were dead."

"..." Melina took off her cloak for the first time, as if some invisible barrier had been removed.

After some events in the black robe world, the relationship between the two has indeed become closer.

"Master Faded One still has such a poisonous mouth."

Melina stared at Klein, constantly observing him.

"What? Never seen Handsome Guy?"

"You're recovering well and I'm happy to be your finger witch."

"Huh, are you afraid that if I die, no one will help you collect runes?" Klein half-joked.

"Of course that's part of the reason."

Klein stared at Melina and suddenly asked: "I remember someone said before... help her collect special runes, and she will fulfill the agreement?"

Melina still dressed conservatively, wearing traveler's trousers, a shirt, and a leather vest.

"I...have already changed..."

"You think I'm blind?"

Klein didn't care how open Melina was, he was just unhappy that this guy looked stupid and cold all day long, which was a bit unpleasant.

Melina stretched out her hand and pressed her chest. She was a little nervous. After taking a few deep breaths, she lifted up her trousers.

"Ok?"

"I'm embarrassed to wear it, I'm wearing it under..."

The trouser legs were lifted up, revealing the black stockings inside the trouser legs...

"Fuck!"