Did Ah Fu retire today? [Comprehensive British and American]

Bruce moves quickly.

He swiftly bought the apartment, completed the handover, and became the new owner in just half an hour.

He didn't even show his face during the whole process. He just used the phone to direct a certain manager within the group to act as his agent.

But who made this the famous Bruce Wayne in Gotham? No one can refuse the temptation of money, and the owner of an old apartment certainly can't.

Ah Fu is used to his master acting like this, and he reasonably doubts that tomorrow's Gotham Morning News will probably have various speculations from the media again, such as Bruce buying an apartment at a high price just to surprise his girlfriend?

As for why you bought hotels and resorts in the past, but this time you downgraded to buying apartments... Maybe this girlfriend has some other kind of hobby?

To the citizens of Gotham, it's really no surprise that Bruce Wayne's girlfriend has a bit of an odd hobby.

Ah Fu sighed, no longer thinking about the various troubles he would face tomorrow, he glanced at the time, and urged: "It's almost four o'clock, are you still not taking off your armor? You will be sending Master Dick to school at 08:30 Now, if you move quickly, you can get another three hours of sleep."

Bruce said reluctantly: "I have several drivers, why should I deliver them myself?"

"Because you are his adoptive father." Ah Fu said irrefutably, "This is the first day that Master Dick came to our house. You must make him feel at ease and feel a sense of belonging."

Ah Fu said "we", which made Bruce subconsciously have a little joy, but what he said later made him feel a little wronged.

In the past, Ah Fu's love and concern were all directed at him alone, but now he adopted a son under the pressure of the situation, and it seemed that even half of Ah Fu's attention was taken away, which made him very uncomfortable.

Ah Fu is urging again.

Bruce sighed and complied resignedly.

With a slight difference in his fingers, he inserted | into his half-dry hair and grabbed a few at random, then turned around and approached the equipment room, unscrewed the door lock of the glass compartment, and an equipment hanging rod as tall as a person slowly stretched out.

He hung the helmet on the top of the rail, and obediently began to take off the armor.

Bruce took off quickly, and when Alfred fetched the medical kit and approached him, it was all off.

Ah Fu wiped his hands and stretched towards Bruce's waist: "Let me see your injury."

"I'm not hurt this time," Bruce said immediately.

He was naked from the upper body, only wearing a pair of dark shorts, and moved away with great agility.

Ah Fu raised his eyebrows: "Yes, you were not injured this time. But because you refused to listen to dissuasion and insisted on continuing to watch the night, yesterday's gunshot wound collapsed."

Bruce lowered his head and saw that the wound that had been bandaged before was indeed smeared with a large amount of blood.

I didn't feel it when I was watching the night and fighting, but now I have nothing to do, and I am relaxing with someone I trust, and the tearing and dull pain in the wound came up belatedly.

Knowing that he was wrong, Bruce hung the battle armor and the helmet together, put them into the compartment together, and then sat on the sofa obediently, allowing Ah Fu to check without saying a word.

Ah Fu's hand finally got his wish and touched Bruce's waist and abdomen, and several new bruises blatantly entrenched on Bruce's chest, exposing his previous lies.

"Not injured?" Ah Fu's tone was a little dangerous, and he subconsciously exerted some force on his bruised hand, "There were none of these last night."

Bruce froze suddenly.

The butler's hand was extremely cold, poking at his chest, like hot iron quenching cold water, there was a strange itching and burning sensation.

He moved uncomfortably.

Ah Fu immediately said: "Don't move."

"It's a little itchy." Bruce coughed twice, and said with wandering eyes, "Your hands are too cold."

Ah Fu looked at his hand suspiciously, not quite understanding.

Now he is not a split|split clone, how could his hands be frozen?You must know that your body is a bat. Even if the gap between humans and humans is gradually narrowed after mutation, your body temperature will be higher than ordinary people.

But the skin under his hands was indeed astonishingly hot. After a pause, Ah Fu realized something was wrong: "Do you have a fever?"

Bruce retorted subconsciously: "How is it possible!"

Ah Fu took the temperature gun without saying a word, and just shook Bruce's forehead lightly, and the number easily climbed to 39 degrees.

He repeated with emphasis: "You have a fever."

Bruce sat on the sofa, touching his forehead in disbelief, looking pitiful.But Ah Fu obviously won't be confused by the pitiful appearance of the other party, so as to forget how much this guy doesn't care about his body.

He was even a little angry: "The wound burst and caused inflammation, so you have a fever."

Bruce knew he was wrong, and apologized in a good manner: "I'm sorry, Ah Fu."

Ah Fu's tone was heavy, but his movements were light.He carefully removed the bandage. When he removed the bandage near the wound, the medicine, sweat stains and blood coagulated into a lump, and the whole thing stuck to the wound. He had to be extra careful, wiped the edge with alcohol, and then gently Gently uncovered, it barely caused a second injury.

Ah Fu's face became even uglier: "Tonight's night watch must be cancelled."

"No." When it comes to his other identity, Bruce is also very strong, "I am a little concerned about the two waves of attackers just now. Whether they are a new organization in Gotham or infiltrated forces from other cities has not yet been found out. I No rest tonight."

Ah Fu didn't speak. He cleaned up the wounds of his subordinates, rewrapped the medicine, and wrapped the bandages. Then he took the time to look at his master: "I can help you check."

Bruce shook his head: "But you can't help me watch the night."

Ah Fu wants to say that he is not an ordinary old man, his reaction, attack power, and detection ability are as good as Bruce's, and he even retired from the special forces safely... But he can't explain many things, so he can't do anything Said, he could only bring a blanket in silence, and wrapped it tightly around Bruce.

"I'll make you a cup of black tea." Ah Fu was silent for a long time, then suddenly said, "Calm down, if you still insist, I won't stop you."

Bruce blinked suspiciously. He didn't quite understand why the butler suddenly let go, but this didn't affect him nodding his head in agreement. He sat obediently on the sofa wrapped in a blanket, waited for Ah Fu to bring the black tea, and then drank it all in one gulp.

He always felt that this scene seemed familiar.

His consciousness gradually drifted away, and then he was frozen in the time two years ago when he was hit by the explosion and broke three ribs.

At that time, he was also like today. His ribs had just grown together, and he didn't want to wait for a second.

What about rib misalignment?With so many medical restraint belts, if you take a few to fix the chest and abdomen, there is no major problem except that the pain cannot be relieved.

It's just that he vaguely remembered that when he was the most violent, Ah Fu was the first to let go and suggested him to drink a cup of black tea to calm down. He drank it as promised, and then fell asleep unknowingly.

He slept for three whole days at that time, and when he woke up again, his ribs had grown completely, he could run and jump, and the dull pain was no longer there.

At that time, he was also puzzled by his inexplicable drowsiness, but Ah Fu said that it was his body's self-regulation, plus the side effects of painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs, so he didn't think much about it.

But now that I think about it...

Bruce propped his sleepy head, feeling like he was being fooled by the housekeeper.

"Master, what's the matter with you, are you sleepy?"

Alfred's worried questioning sound could still be heard in his ears, but Bruce would no longer be deceived by the other party's illusion.

Did not run away.

He was sure that he was the only good housekeeper he trusted, so he drugged him!

Bruce thought drowsily, then fell into a dark and sweet dream.

Ah Fu yelled twice more, and he was relieved to make sure that his worrying master was indeed fast asleep.

He put the remaining black tea back on the tray, gave Bruce antipyretics and hot water, then bent down slightly, and with the blanket tightly wrapped around him, he stretched Bruce across the body and hugged him up.

The gray-haired old housekeeper and the princess holding the "Bruce Blanket Roll" are a little ridiculous, but it also contains his heartfelt concern and tenderness for his master.

He couldn't put Bruce in danger again, so sometimes, he had to do something less housekeeping.

As for whether the master will lose his temper when he wakes up?

Hey, let's talk about it then!

Feeling at ease, Ah Fu carried the master into the elevator room, and walked directly into the other party's bedroom through the secret passage.

He put Bruce into the big soft bed, took away the hard blanket, covered him with a warm and thick quilt with the fragrance of cookies, and tucked and tucked the corners of the quilt worryingly, and then stood up straight again .

He walked to the piano, pressed three different keys again, and moved the bookshelf back into place, blocking the entrance to the elevator.

Ah Fu stayed by Bruce's bedside, and took his temperature intermittently three times. When the temperature finally dropped to the normal 36.7, more than three hours had passed, and it was seven o'clock in the morning.

There were no servants in Wayne Manor at this time. In order to protect Bruce's other identity, the servants were not allowed to enter the manor until ten o'clock in the morning.

So it was obvious that Master Dick's breakfast needed him to prepare.

Afu gently closed the door of Bruce's room and came to the kitchen. He simply baked a few donuts, heated up a large glass of milk, and came to Dick's door with a tray.

He bent his index finger and tapped lightly three times, and Dick's answer came from the door.After a burst of dressing sounds, accompanied by the sound of "da da" running, the door in front of Ah Fu was suddenly opened, revealing Dicky's sleepy face.

Ah Fu looked at him disapprovingly: "You should wear shoes, it's easy to catch cold."

Dick shrank his feet in embarrassment, trying to hide them in his trouser legs.

Of course he failed.

Ah Fu pressed Dick on his shoulder and brought Dick back to the bed: "Put on your shoes."

Dick lowered his head and quickly put on his slippers.

As soon as Alfred put the tray on the nightstand, Dick asked, "Is this my breakfast? I mean they taste good. But don't I have to eat it with Bruce? Wouldn't it be nice to be in the room?"

"No need today, sir, he's still sleeping." Ah Fu racked his brains to find an excuse for Bruce, "He was exhausted last night, and he might not be able to wake up today..."

"I understand." Dick didn't seem very surprised, and even winked at Ah Fu knowingly, "After all, she is a hot and muscular girl, and Bruce should not be able to bear it."

Ah Fu frowned: "Wait, Master Dick, you are only 12 years old, how do you understand this?"

Dick suddenly covered his mouth, and finally realized belatedly that he had accidentally slipped his mouth, and he could no longer pretend to be a pure and ignorant boy.

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"[Comprehensive British and American] Elite Simulator" by Neutron Star

Simon is bound to an elite simulator designed to give him the perfect life.

But he always felt that something was not right.

[System] Phase A: Thief Simulator.

The thief Simon picked up a servant, tall and tall, but he was a novice in this line of work.

Later, the servant washed his hands and quit, Simon struggled alone to become an elite, and the thief simulator was finally upgraded.

[System] Phase B: Robber Simulator.

The robber Simon has an old enemy, and every time he plans to rob the bank, he will be cut off.

Later, the enemy washed his hands and quit, and Simon discovered that he turned out to be his former follower. Fortunately, the robber simulator was also upgraded.

[System] Phase C: Gangster Simulator.

Simon: ...wait a minute, I don't think any normal person would think being a gang boss in Gotham is a perfect life?

Then he discovers that his departed old nemesis has transformed himself into a mask with cat ears to hunt him down.

Simon reassured his subordinates: Don't worry, although this brother does what he does and loves what he does, he will wash his hands soon.

Years later, Simon: ...?

A certain bat: ...

Finally, the gangster simulator was also upgraded, and Simon retired.

[System] Final Stage D: Mayor Simulator.

Mission Description: Gotham sucks, and you're the worst of it.

Simon: ...Is this the elite?

Or a vigilante: ...