[Zhongyingmei] After Chaoying killed me

Wyatt was standing next to Tony with a glass of red wine forced into his hand, stiff and uncomfortable.

The eyes of the girls next to him flicked here from time to time, and Wyatt didn't know for a moment whether he was looking at himself or at Tony who was also holding a glass of wine all the time, and didn't talk to anyone or invite ladies to the dance floor.

As for Bruce, he had already accepted the invitation, and now he was hugging his third dance partner, smiling and not knowing what to say, but looking at the girl's appearance, his heart had already been taken by the handsome and rich Wei Wei. Master En captured.

——I just don't know how she would feel if she knew that the one who was holding her arms at this time was the famous Dark Knight of Gotham.

Wyatt thought involuntarily, and then almost laughed.

But I don't know why my own boss, who is also a playboy, rejected the invitation. I don't know what I'm thinking when I stay here alone.

No, it wasn't alone—this made me unable to find a corner to stay at will, but stood here under the eyes of a group of people, not knowing what to do.

And just when Wyatt's thoughts were drifting away, suddenly a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and the dance music in his ears suddenly disappeared. In the next second, he had already changed places, and the red wine glass in his hand was also unknowingly. Disappear.

Wyatt instantly became vigilant, his whole body tensed up, coping with the situation that might arise at any time.

This is a place that glows with light, with fine white broken sand under your feet, endless as far as the eye can see, and the sky is blue and clear.

The sudden dazzling light made Wyatt squint his eyes involuntarily, only to see two people standing in front of him.

A slightly fat man with pale golden curly hair, wearing a three-piece off-white suit that was well-pressed, with white wings spreading out behind him.

The other is a tall and thin man with red hair, his eyes are golden snake pupils, and the black wings behind him are shaking slightly.

"who are you?"

Wyatt raised his eyebrows and asked, without relaxing in the slightest.

Are they superhuman?

Az rubbed his hands awkwardly.

Crowley's method is very simple and direct-directly use the demon's ability to stop time, and drag Wyatt into another space for a conversation.

At least this way, the two of them will not be kicked out as crazy.

But when they were face to face, Az hesitated, thinking about how to speak.

Crowley also squinted his eyes. The glare made him a little uncomfortable. He naturally took out the sunglasses in his pocket and put them on, covering the pair of golden snake eyes that were shining under the light.

This space similar to the other world allowed both of them to appear in the form of their own bodies, with wings stretched behind their backs, allowing Crowley to wear men's clothing back.

"—Wyatt, eh? Listen, we're here to tell you where you came from."

He didn't hide anything, and said directly, which made Aziz on the side stare at him with wide eyes.

"No, I'm here to tell you who your parents are, and to - apologize." Az said quickly.

Wyatt blinked, and a question mark slowly appeared above his head.

"System, what's the situation?" Wyatt asked in his heart, "Who are these two people?"

But unexpectedly, the sound of the system did not appear as usual.

"—system, everything?" Wyatt called again, but still didn't get a response.

Seeing that Wyatt didn't respond on the surface, Az quickly said everything in a bamboo tube.

The coming of the end of the world, the conspiracy of heaven and hell, and the two families and three babies affected.

Fortunately, the nuns at the time did not dispose of Wyatt as an abandoned baby. Instead, they named him his mother's surname and sent him to the orphanage in the suburbs of New York.

After listening to everything, Wyatt opened his mouth and shut it tightly again.

Aziz looked at Wyatt with some concern: "If you go back and meet your relatives, we can also explain it for you."

"...they, I mean my biological parents, are they - well?" Wyatt asked.

The angel and the devil looked at each other, and finally the angel said: "Your father is the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the United States, and that boy who is the same age as you also entered the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. A few years ago, they had another daughter."

Wyatt nodded silently and did not continue speaking.

"You..." Aziz asked hesitantly, "Aren't you going to recognize them?"

"They're fine now, and I'm used to it — there's no need to bother them," Wyatt said.

What's more, my life is facing termination at any time, so why bother to involve an innocent family.

Besides—Ms. Jones had made up for all the family fantasies Wyatt had in mind.

Thinking of this, there was a trace of warmth in Wyatt's eyes.

The angel didn't know what Wyatt was thinking, so he said, "We are also responsible for this matter—we can give you a wish, something that can be achieved by an angel or demon's 'miracle'."

This made Crowley's eyes widen, but he didn't refute the angel's words - forget it, he can do whatever he wants.

This did not occur to Wyatt. He thought for a while and asked, "Can you guys know what happened in my last life? Or let me recover my memory?"

Az closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then opened his eyes, revealing a trace of helplessness.

"The time regression on your body is not something that the two of us can see clearly, and your memory—"

He pointed to Wyatt's chest, "It's up to you."

Wyatt was silent.

——The translation of this sentence means that they can't do it.

"Then I don't need anything." Wyatt shook his head.

Sure enough, trying to cheat by relying on angels and demons doesn't work.

This made Aziz, who has always been kind and soft-hearted, feel even more guilty: "If there are difficulties in the future, we will come to help you, I promise."

After speaking, the demon wings spread out, and with a wave of his hand, Wyatt disappeared.

"You can restore his memory." The demon who had been silent all this time said suddenly and affirmatively, "I can too."

"—but..." Aziz frowned and sighed, "I don't know what this will cause—let it be, we shouldn't interfere with this."

Crowley shrugged noncommittally.

Wyatt realized that he had returned to the banquet, he was still holding the untouched glass of red wine, and the people around him did not show any abnormal behavior.

"Tongtong, where did you go just now?"

Wyatt asked, he put the red wine glass back on the table, and leaned against the wall, digesting the information he had just received.

Angels and demons, heaven and hell, the narrowly avoided end of the world...

This is too much information!

"——What are you talking about?" There was obvious surprise in the system's voice, "I've been here all this time?"

"...No, nothing." Wyatt pinched his forehead.

It must be a lie to say that you don't want to meet your biological parents.

But Wyatt couldn't do anything to ruin their already good life, and the current situation wasn't right.

He still has unfinished business to do.

There may be some regrets in his heart, but he has already made a decision.

but--

The guy who said he was in trouble came back to help him...

No contact information at all? !

Tony had been a little absent-minded all night.

On the one hand, his purpose is not to come to any dance party at all, that big bat may already be in an unknown corner of Gotham, but on the other hand, I don’t know why when those women who used to be pleasing to me invite him to dance, he feels a little nervous. Inexplicable-no feeling?

And there are even people who are thinking about their own small employees?

This made Tony even more irritable.

He looked left and right to find something for himself-didn't it mean that Gotham's crime rate remained high?Why is there no one to make trouble at such a grand dance?

And Tony suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that Wyatt, who had been silent all night, suddenly became visibly decadent.

He leaned against the wall and didn't know what he was thinking, and his brows were tightly knit together.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Tony raised his eyebrows and looked at Wyatt. "Don't like the dance? Or do you want a dance partner?"

Wyatt raised his head to look at Tony, his light gray eyes met those caramel eyes, and Wyatt could see Tony's faint concern hidden under his teasing.

"No, I'm just—" he considered his vocabulary, "I'm not used to this kind of occasion."

It did make him a little uncomfortable.

Tony wanted to say something, when suddenly there was a commotion.

This made Tony, who had been tense all the time, turn his head quickly—could someone really come to make trouble?

Hey, then I can't blame myself for teaching these people a lesson in Gotham.

It's just to protect yourself, yes.

But what happened was not what Tony thought.

In the center of the commotion, Bruce was wiping the wine stains on his body with a handkerchief, but the red wine stained the white shirt, leaving a large stain that could not be wiped off.

He had no choice but to give up, comforted his partner, and walked towards Tony.

"It seems that I have to go back first." He made a helpless gesture and said to Tony, "I hope you have a good time here-shall I send you back to New York after the need is over?"

There was no blush on his face, but some blurred eyes and some empty steps all showed that he was a little drunk.

"No need." Tony smirked back at him and said, "It's you, drinking and driving?"

"—Someone will help me drive." Bruce spread his hands, and then walked out as if trying to maintain his sobriety.

And when he stepped out the door and hid his figure in the darkness, his eyes became clear and his posture became normal.

He didn't drink a drop tonight.

He deliberately knocked over that glass of red wine, in order to be able to withdraw from the banquet.

At this point Tony was no longer the target of his greatest concern.

Not long ago, Afu came to the news-the energy signal of Superman was captured.

Superman has been gone for at least four days.

When Bruce discovered the existence of Jormungandr, he tried to go to support him and contacted Superman as soon as possible-I have to admit that this Kryptonian is indeed very powerful, but he failed.

Before Bruce had time to reach New York, Yermungand had already been dealt with, but there was still no response from Superman.

This Kryptonian seems to have disappeared from the earth.

Bruce also went to the Daily Planet newspaper where Clark Kent was, but learned that he hadn't come to work for two days-this made Bruce have to come forward and ask for a leave of absence for him.

Maybe the aliens are in a hurry?

The sudden disappearance made Bruce unable to find out, so he had to capture Superman's energy signal in a wide range.

And just now, Afu told Bruce from the headset that he had captured Superman's energy signal, and the burst value was very high in an instant, but disappeared in an instant.

This made Bruce frown, and he had to leave early and go to the source of the signal as Batman.

In the end what happened?

The Bat fighter came out of the hole quietly, and the pitch-black tone made it blend with the darkness.

Bruce's departure didn't stop the dance, and Wyatt was thinking about the reason for Bruce's departure - he didn't believe in Batman, he would be so drunk that he accidentally spilled wine on himself.

It's as ridiculous as Tony would connect positive to negative when repairing his armor.

—Wait, maybe the drunk boss really did that?

Just when Wyatt was immersed in cranky thoughts, suddenly, a familiar prompt sound jumped out.

"Ding--"

"Mission 4: Support Batman, rescue Superman."

"Mission Success Reward: Increase survival time by 60 days."

"Punishment for mission failure: deduct 60 days of survival time."

The author has something to say:

Sharp-eyed friends can even find a previous character from this chapter (not the angel devil Tony Bruce Superman)

If you say it is updated every day, it will be updated every day! (chest up

++++Amway, look at the text of Jiyou++++

"Has Fu retired today [comprehensive British and American]" by Froghead Fran

Ah Fu, who only waited for the young master to get married and have children, retired and went out to prostitute, waited for 20 years without any results, and his heart was also broken

Daily question:

Is Bat Married Today?

--No

When will Ah Fu retire?

- indefinitely

Big Bat (Master) x Real Bat (Ah Fu)