Marvel's The Dark Knight Rises

The legend of Batman has never ceased in this bustling metropolis. .

To this day, some young people may still hear various deeds about Batman from the elders of the grandfather's generation.

This is different from their usual reading of comics, watching various hero movies, or the unreal excitement after learning that Iron Man announced his identity not long ago.

Just because most of the children born in this city grew up listening to the stories of Batman, and every night in Brooklyn, the thick darkness of the night always overlooks the bat projection of this land, which makes all A presence that New Yorkers admire.

He is the guardian who emerges from the darkness, the pride of Brooklyn, and the Dark Knight of New York. He is the first superhero to appear in this land. He is Batman.

Although, from the late 40s to now, he has not appeared again for 60 years, and the children who were waiting back then are now almost [-]-year-olds.

But the Batman series of comics and animations that became popular all over the world made generations of young people worship the Dark Knight. He has always been firmly remembered by people, and they have been waiting for him.

Waiting for that figure to step out of the darkness again and stride in front of everyone...

The giant searchlight on the top of the building has been around for some years.

After looking at it carefully, it seemed that I saw Colin standing next to the searchlight and looking up at the sky. For a while, I felt a little emotional and sad.

Not everyone can accompany him to the end, and time has been urging him, not allowing him to stop for a while, to accompany the old buddy to the end.

"In the end, I still owe you a thank you and hard work, Colin."

In the darkness, a whisper came out, and soon dissipated in the night wind. Only the familiar figure hid himself in the night, watching everything quietly.

The iron door of the rooftop was slowly pushed open, and a young man wearing a large windbreaker appeared on the roof. His strong body looked powerful, and the nameplate and police badge exposed under the windbreaker revealed his identity.

As usual, the young man turned on the searchlight, his tired look clearly revealed under the light. Looking at the familiar bat projection in the sky, the young man smiled and prepared to turn around and leave.

"I heard that your name is also Colin? Why, your father gave you this name."

A deep voice suddenly sounded behind the searchlight, and Colin turned his head in surprise. He had been standing there just now, but he didn't feel that there was a big living person standing there?

Silently pressing his hand on the holster, Colin looked around and said in an indifferent tone: "I don't know how you got the key to the top floor of this building, but it's not right to come here to enjoy the night breeze at such a late hour. A good choice, sir."

The dark man was silent for a long time. When Colin had already pulled out his gun, the deep voice sounded again: "You are just like your grandfather back then... But you are definitely not a good person to pull out a gun in front of me." choose."

As soon as he finished speaking, Colin felt his hand go numb. His gun was hit by something!The strong force also caused him to throw away his hand in pain, and the gun in his hand was shot aside?

"you!"

"Dang!"

As the gun fell to the ground with a crisp sound, Colin looked subconsciously and saw a pure black dart lying quietly on the ground.

"Although it's a little late, Chief Colin, please prepare your manpower. I think your police station will be very busy in a while."

The low voice disappeared, and a figure quickly jumped down from the roof of the building. Colin picked up the batarang on the ground and ran to the edge of the roof with a look of disbelief. However, he quickly saw a figure with an open cloak on his back. Disappear into the night.

Colin squeezed the batarang in his hand hard, and the sharp blade cut his palm, but the clear pain made him unable to calm down.

"Really, is it you..."

********

"Do I have to be glad you didn't make me a movie character?"

Bruce finished flipping through a classic comic called "The Dark Knight" and looked at Alfred beside him with some helplessness.

"It's a good way of being remembered, sir, especially when you've been away so long."

Alfred was calm and honest, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with adapting his master into a series of comics and animation characters. On the contrary, this decision also let the world know about Batman, and he personally expressed his satisfaction.

The two were standing inside a small airport, and the big men in suits behind them were carrying luggage. Obviously, they were ready to travel.

Alfred had transferred to the N Group decades ago. After all, he would not age, and continuing to deal with others in the open would only cause unnecessary trouble.

After Bruce came back, Alfred, who had a lot of free time, took charge of Bruce's food and daily life again, as if he had lost the halo of being the helm of a top-level group and devoted himself to being a personal butler.

"Okay, okay...you have a point in whatever you say, but it's a good thing you didn't draw my face into these cartoons."

Rubbing his chin, Bruce said resignedly.

This world does not have the two major comic book giants Marvel and DC. Naturally, superhero comics are relatively scarce.

Under Alfred's instructions, the Batman comic series created in the 50s and [-]s and based on him has become the most popular superhero comic in the world.

Bruce can't tell whether this situation is good or bad, because many series of stories in it are fictitious, and he doesn't know that he has defeated so many "villains".

However, Alfred's approach did make him "famous", and he has never appeared in the comics, so it won't cause him much trouble.

Just as they were thinking about it, Logan and Remy rushed to the airport in a car from the training base. Seeing that everyone was almost there, Bruce and Alfred took everyone aboard a luxury private jet.

"Why do you suddenly think about going to Europe, and have a mission?"

Logan wore the Dark Knight's standard pure black combat uniform, twisted his neck, and said calmly.

He hasn't fought for a long time, and he feels like his skeleton is going to rust (Adelman Alloy: What did you say?)

"There is a mission, but it's not a battle." Bruce said playfully.

There was a piece of paper on the small table in front of him. A handsome man in military uniform was looking at the camera with a smile, looking very energetic.

"We're going to meet someone, an interesting person."

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