"Roman Holiday in Gotham", an exquisite photo comparable to a poster, only hung on the gossip magazine's official website for an afternoon, but was accused of "infringement of portrait rights" and was urgently removed from the shelves. It is said that the legal department of Wayne Group To set fire.

Not only that, the public relations department of the Wayne Group was also dispatched urgently, the popularity on Twitter and INS was suppressed, and the photos that many people downloaded and put on their homepages were deleted for no reason, and the blocked entries about Gotham Roman Holiday continued to increase .

By the evening, the "afternoon love affair between Bruce Wayne and a noble girl" that had caused a lot of turmoil on the Internet had already been suppressed.

The onlookers just sighed: It's nice to have money!

Netizens who are more concerned about this (Miss Sister) and have a little knowledge of the inside story are secretly amazed.

Even blocking all key words could not resist their gossip, and everyone discussed in their own small circles why Bruce Wayne's attitude towards this scandal was completely different from before.

"I think BW may be playing for real this time. His previous attitude towards this kind of scandal is to let it go. It doesn't matter. But this time, the media officially reported it, just put a photo, BW hastily sued the magazine, and this way... it makes people think that BW and the princess really have something."

"I think so too, please pay attention, it is the legal department of Wayne Group who sued the magazine, and the public relations department of Wayne Group is responsible for shielding and suppressing the heat... Think about it before, when did BW become the object of the scandal with such great fanfare? Have you considered it?"

"Thinking carefully..."

"Old cows eat tender grass..."

"Let go of the princess and let me come..."

In order to prevent blocking, netizens began to use BW to refer to Bruce Wayne, while the princess refers to the beautiful girl whose identity has not been identified so far in the photo.

Although the discussion in the small circle has increased, in terms of the overall public opinion environment, Yudora is always picked out, and no one has uncovered Yudora's true identity so far.

Seeing this, after a busy afternoon, President Drake, who ordered the legal department and the public relations department to work overtime, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When Bruce was still getting tired of the blond starlet, he not only commanded the legal department and public relations department of Wayne Group remotely, mobilized everyone around, but also typed on the keyboard on his own side, and posted information on INS, Twitter, and forums. Those who broke the news about Udora's real identity were all erased, deleted after posting, and deleted again after posting, and those who continued to break the news without giving up simply blocked the entire account.

After finishing all these tasks and suppressing the heat of the photos forcefully, the young Mr. President was exhausted.

Then he ate all the cookies Alfred left for Bruce.

Of course, it wasn't out of revenge...he was just too tired to tell for a moment that the plate of cookies belonged to Bruce, which was normal, right?

When Bruce came home in the evening, he only saw an empty snack plate and a stack of reports about accusing gossip magazines of infringing portrait rights, the public relations department working overtime, and so on.

The photo of "Roman Holiday in Gotham" is printed on the top of the report, and some comments on "Old Cow Eats Young Grass" and "Gotham Retro CP" are attached below.

"..."

Ah, I was really angry.

Bruce looked up and sighed.

At this moment, Damian Wayne finished today's training, walked over with Alfred at the same time, glanced at the photo, smiled, and said in a strange way: "I really didn't expect that I will have a new little mother again Is this girl not a few years older than me?"

"Shut up, Damian." Bruce said gravely, "It was a misunderstanding."

"So, how did this misunderstanding happen, I would also like to know."

Tim came out of the Batcave, looked down at his old father wearily, and said deadpan.

——How about staying away from her as promised?

Look at the distance between the two of you in the photo, it's not from reporter P! ?

Bruce: "………………"

Tim can still confront Bruce face to face, but Dick, who is far away in Bludhaven, can only start to be in a trance for no reason after seeing the photos.

When it was Dick's turn to speak during the Teen Titans meeting, the captain absentmindedly began to summarize the Titans' actions this week:

"In this operation to destroy the XX arsenal, everyone performed very well, much better than someone who appeared in Rome..."

"...??"

The young superheroes of Titan stared wide-eyed and looked at each other.

"Cough cough."

Raven, who could feel the turmoil in Dick's heart, coughed twice and interrupted him, "Ye Yi, you got it mixed up."

"Oh, really?"

Dick asked inexplicably, and then went on to say insanely,

"In short, everyone has done a good job this time. Our next goal is Roman Holiday. Let me explain in advance that I am not referring to anyone. I am speaking bluntly about the unscrupulous paparazzi in Gotham City..."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Raven interrupted Dick with a cold face again, she stretched out her hand and pinched her captain, "This has nothing to do with the paparazzi!?"

Speaking of this, Rachel herself became angry, and a black air of resentment suddenly came out of her body, and she said gloomily, "...Isn't it Bruce Wayne's problem? Old cows eat tender grass Doesn't he blush?"

Dick: "..."

Instantly thinking of his first love girlfriend, his expression suddenly looked as ugly as death.

The Titans watching: "..."

Xinghuo and Baige looked at each other.

...Ah, two more crazy ones.

Of course, Dick wasn't the worst, because even if he was in Bludhaven, he could still call Bruce for an explanation, and as the red hood who had cut off contact with Batman a long time ago... he could only hehe.

The first time I saw that photo on the Internet, the dignified red hood almost fell off his modified motorcycle.

After looking through the comments about knocking on CP and seeking Yudora's real identity, his face changed like a chameleon, blue, white, white, red, purple, and purple, and finally his face was distorted, his teeth were gritted... There were a few cracks on the screen of the phone.

Out of anger, he beat up a few speedsters who snatched bags on the street. Jason wanted to call Yudora angrily, but the moment he dialed the number, he cut off the phone immediately. Telephone.

Then fell into indescribable entanglement and deep thought.

... No, he finally kicked the little brown candy away, Yudola, and now he is desperately looking for her, what if he gets stuck by that girl again?

Besides, what does Eudora have to do with someone who fell in love with a former teammate of his, why should he care about that girl's love life?

Thinking of this, Jason cut off the phone, turned off the phone, and decided to continue working according to his original plan for the evening.

After driving the motorcycle for a few steps, he covered his chin with his hands, and changed his posture to think again.

...Actually, this concern is not entirely about Eudora's love life, is it?

The main reason is that her gossip target is actually that old man—dick said before that Batman is wary of Eudora, so this gossip photo is worth studying.

So he wasn't concerned about the girl's emotional issues at all, he was worried that she would be cheated by Bruce, which makes sense, right?

Let's find her in the past, what if I get entangled in brown sugar again?

But let's go find her, what if she is cheated by Batman for money (?)?

Jason struggled for a long time, and in the evening, he finally reluctantly decided to contact Eudora.

For the sake of saving face, he specially pretended not to care and sent a simple text message to Yudora:

"...I heard that you had an affair with Bruce Wayne today?"

Jason thought: If Eudora replied, then follow the topic and remind her of the old man's possible ulterior motives through text messages.

As a result, he waited for more than two hours, but Eudora did not reply.

Jason had no choice but to call Yudora with a dark face.

Unfortunately, there was only a series of busy tones on the other side of the phone, and no one answered.

He froze for a moment, and called again after more than half an hour. The sweet electronic voice mechanically reminded that "the other party is temporarily unavailable."

After hanging up the phone, an ominous premonition suddenly rose in Jason's heart.

He didn't hesitate anymore, and directly opened the location he had installed on Eudora's phone a long time ago, wanting to see where she was currently.

...The locator shows that Eudora's location cannot be detected.

"Undetectable" means that there is no signal at all in the place where Yudora is, or that Yudora's mobile phone is broken, and the entire mobile phone is smashed to the point.

In terms of Eudora's prudence and stinginess, the probability of these two situations happening is not high.

"damn it."

Turning off the positioning, Jason cursed secretly, after much deliberation, he decided to go to Eudora's house to look for it first.

It was completely dark when he set off for the Diamond District.

Eudora...is really in her own home.

After more than half a month, her house was finally restored under the rush of renovation workers.

Finally, it was a holiday again, and after Eudora returned from the coffee shop, she moved her luggage from Bourne's house to her own.

The renovation workers are very reliable, and the house looks even better after the repairs: the newly replaced door is firm and solid, the floor is smooth and flat, the walls are clean and white, the sofa and electrical appliances are replaced with new ones, and the water pipes in the bathroom and kitchen They were all repaired... The little house that was destroyed by the two Jasons before had returned to its original appearance, and it was even more warm and convenient.

Eudora was very happy.

To celebrate her move back to her den, she bought a lot of ingredients that night, cooked a big meal in the gleaming new kitchen, and invited Bourne to join her for dinner.

However, just as she was cooking in the kitchen humming and sending Bourne to the convenience store downstairs to buy juice, there was a loud and dull explosion from the direction of the entrance hall.

Eudora, who was still wearing an apron and holding an egg beater in her hand, ran out of the kitchen in a hurry, just in time to see several heavily armed and masked men in black breaking into the door with guns.

Udora was dumbfounded and couldn't help screaming loudly.

Of course, she wasn't screaming because she was afraid of a stranger barging in.

Instead, she noticed that these big men in very professional protective equipment...not only blew up the newly repaired gate of her house, but also shot the entire house, turning the newly painted walls of her house into honeycomb.

This group of dog people walked into her small home unceremoniously, trampled the mobile phone she bought in installments, trampled countless pairs of dirty boots on her lovely suede carpet, and smashed the bookcase and sofa , the TV was brutally murdered, and the thesis she was going to submit next week turned into scraps of paper...

Eudora: "......"

Because the shock was too great, she was caught off guard, and she was so angry that she couldn't speak.

I just finished decorating this house!Just moved in! ?

Standing in the flying catkins and confetti all over the sky, Yudora stared at the leader who destroyed her thesis, and smiled angrily.

The leader in full armor didn't care about the sweet-looking short girl in front of him staring at him.

According to his many years of experience in missions, judging from the figure, standing posture and subconscious screaming reaction of the short woman in front of him, she is just an ordinary person.

For such a timid, weak, and ordinary woman, it was really not worth mentioning that any member of their team could kill her with just one hand.

...But according to the information given above, this ordinary woman with flaws all over her body is unexpectedly important.

The leader commanded the team members to wander around in Yudora's hut, and after making sure that there was no one else, the leader aimed a gun at Yudora's head and asked coldly:

"Where did you hide Jason Bourne?"

"…………"

The ferocious smile on Yudora's face froze, she stared at the leader without speaking.

Such a reaction was naturally expected by the leader, the man sneered, and said hoarsely and maliciously:

"Little girl, there is nothing wrong with defending your boyfriend...but the lover you risked your life to protect, didn't you think of you when you ran away?"

As soon as these words came out, all the men in black who occupied the entire hut laughed mockingly.

They have seen a lot of women like Yudora who are not clear-headed and sacrificed for love. Under the methods of these people, who doesn't obediently spit out all the information?

These women with brains in love are just idiots who can't learn well!You have to go through torture and can't bear it to realize your stupidity... Wouldn't it be unnecessary to suffer if you told the information earlier?

Looking at Eudora, who had a beautiful face and an unexpectedly calm expression, the leader said a few more words, and said contemptuously: "I advise you to hand over Jason Bourne now, otherwise... I don't want you to die very quickly. Ugly, understand?"

"…………"

Upon hearing this, Yudora sighed softly.

She looked at the leader with a smile, and said word by word:

"I'm the exact opposite of you. I want you all to die ugly, understand?"

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