[Comprehensive British and American] Venus Goddess

In the evening, the black night is gradually covering the sky that was originally dyed crimson by the setting sun. The sky is dark and mixed with red that has not completely faded. In the distant city, various lights that light up according to time alternate with black and red. The miscellaneous sky blends into one place, chaotic yet quiet.

Located in the Wayne Manor on the outskirts of the city, the black-haired man with handsome features was wearing a nightgown with his hands in the pockets on both sides of the nightgown. The open nightgown exposed the tightly wrapped bandages around his waist and abdomen.

He stood in front of a city model of Gotham City in the manor, like a giant overlooking a toy-like city that he could freely play with between applause but didn't make a move because he was observing something, quietly Looking at the lifelike model of the city, it seems that through this model, you can see through the city itself.

The next moment, just like when the city itself ushered in the night, the city model in front of him lit up a faint light, and the man standing in front of the city model in thought took a step back unexpectedly, blocking the difficult area with his hand. Before the eyes adapt to the sudden light.

After reacting, Bruce put down his hand blocking his eyes, and looked helplessly at the old butler not far away: "Alfred, turn it off, it's too dazzling."

The old housekeeper who stood aside bowed: "I heard that the weak laser light is good for treating eye injuries. It's a pity that you don't like it, young master."

"But I have to say," the old butler looked at the bloodshot eyes on the whites of Bruce, "Master, your eyes are inflamed, and they are covered with bloodshot eyes."

Bruce was noncommittal about the old butler's evaluation of his physical condition. He turned his head and looked at the model of Gotham city in the light: "I once thought that Gotham was my city. I was born, grew up, and experienced everything here. The good, the bad, everything... I always thought I knew this city better than anyone else."

"But it wasn't until this time that I realized that I could look at Gotham from the inside and understand Gotham, but maybe even then, I still don't know anything about it."

Bruce looked at the old housekeeper who was quietly listening to him: "Alfred, I'm such an arrogant fool."*

The old butler smiled when he heard this: "Young master, I think you have long been out of the ranks of arrogant fools, from the ranks of those guys on the other side of the river, a long time ago."

"Besides, maybe even the mayor of Gotham City can't confidently say 'Gotham is my city', but similarly, even those who lack some lessons on the streets of Gotham can easily say Saying 'Gotham is my city'," the old butler glanced at the city of Gotham, which can be seen through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, across a river, "It depends on how you understand it."

"You know that's not what I meant." Bruce followed the old butler's line of sight to the floor-to-ceiling windows where he could see downtown Gotham across the river, and started to walk over.

At this moment, a special sound sounded in the ears of the two of them at the same time.

Glancing at the old butler, Bruce made a decisive decision and ran away from the hall while giving instructions: "Alfred, you go to the Batcave to help me."

The contact lenses put on went to work immediately, and when he rushed to the place where the first intrusion alarm sounded, the built-in earphones in his ears heard a voice from the Batcave: "As soon as the penny is ready... everywhere There are intrusion signals, oh, this is very wrong..."

"Master Bruce, come down!" When these words rang in his ears, Bruce saw owls with big yellow-green eyes standing on the branches of the manor outside the window through the contact lens.

Something was really wrong, something must have been overlooked by him.Bruce thought as the sharp claws smashed through the wooden windows of the attic and came straight for his face.

Although the last time Batman was kidnapped by the Court of Owls was not in his plan, what happened afterwards was obviously not in the other party's expectation. Not only did they not make Batman completely disappear in Gotham according to their plan, Also lost many "claws" because of this, but chose to launch an attack immediately after the loss?What prompted them to make this decision?

"Bruce Wayne, the court of owls sentenced you to death!" When the deep and cold voice rang in his ears, Bruce's mind flashed and he caught something.

The first time he heard this sentence was on the Wayn Tower, and at that time, he first met the blonde girl named Inanna from an alien, but that was not actually the first time he had contact with the blonde girl Regarding things, as early as in a case before that, the Batcave's database had already established a file related to her.

And in the nursery rhyme about the court of owls circulating in Gotham, there is such a passage used to describe the "hands and eyes of the court of owls" in Gotham - "Hiding in the attic with low walls, living at home with him, He also exists in the bed."

Avoiding a blow from the sharp hooked claws sideways, kicking the opponent away, Bruce looked at the sharp claws that had surrounded him from three different directions at some point, and issued an order to Alfred in the Batcave through the built-in earphones. He issued an order: "Penny One, check to see if the alien weapons left over from the 'Chitauri' incident that were seized in the warehouse are still there."

At the same time, Inanna, who sent Grace home, stretched her long legs, stepped onto the white locomotive after understanding the invisibility formation, and was about to start the locomotive, she suddenly raised her head, reflecting What came into view was a bat flying from nowhere.

Seeing the bat holding a mouse tightly with its two small sharp claws, Inanna raised her eyebrows slightly. Just as she was about to lower her head and continue to start the motorcycle, a sound of flapping wings exploded in her ears. She saw an owl flying from nowhere stretched out its sharp claws. The sharp claws pierced through the body of the bat, firmly imprisoned the bat between the claws, and flew towards the original direction of her prey. A few sporadic drops of blood sprinkled under the night sky.

Seeing the few drops of blood, Inanna narrowed her pupils slightly, twisted the handlebar, and started Maanna under her. The next second, a white shadow flashed, and she had already driven the motorcycle away from the spot.

Standing sideways barely avoiding the laser from the alien weapon, Bruce kicked the jaw of the claw using the alien weapon and successfully shot down the alien weapon in the opponent's hand: "I have to say, not only your moves are outdated , even this new type of weapon is not used properly.”

Of course, even if he is not good at using this dangerous laser weapon, its superior performance and huge lethality are still enough to make up for the unfamiliarity of the users, not to mention that they still have an advantage in numbers, and the situation is indeed not very favorable for him.

While thinking, while walking towards the control room in the Batcave, Bruce ran into a sharp claw who obviously entered the Batcave from the passageway from the study at a corner.

"Fine, fine, it looks like you have a secret, don't you, Bruce?"

The fight ended with Bruce piercing his opponent's knee with a laser emitter that had been removed from the alien weapon on the previous Claw's hand, hidden between his palms.

Suppressing the sharp claws moaning in pain, Bruce glanced at the laser transmitter in his palm: "When you stole these alien weapons from me, you didn't think about the reason why they were put in the warehouse. Because it has been thoroughly researched?"

"This question, maybe I shouldn't ask you who only know how to execute orders," Bruce put away the laser transmitter in his palm, "At least, I didn't find that this kind of laser can significantly slow down your rapid self-healing speed .”

Behind him, the old butler held an ax and slowly approached his young master. After noticing that his young master was not in danger for the time being, he stood aside very calmly and watched his young master unload his hands amidst the unbelievable voice of the sharp claw. He tore his arm and removed the electronics that were attached to his wrist brace.

Handed the dismantled electronic device to the old housekeeper, and the latter took it over tacitly. There was no communication between the two but it seemed as if they had already had a conversation. Bruce stood up and tore off the sharp claw Hood: "How many of you are there?"

That sharp claw was just like the sharp claw they captured before, its skin was lifeless and pale like a frozen corpse, and some kind of metal-like lines could be faintly seen between the skin, at first glance Again it looked like cracks in weathered marble.

The sharp claw showed a piercing and stiff smile when he heard the words: "You will know soon."

Bruce straightened up when he heard the words, and a certain voice sounded in his ears. He turned his head to listen and raised an eyebrow: "Maybe not soon, but immediately."

As soon as his words fell, several sounds like some kind of raptor flapping wings sounded in the bat cave. A large number of sharp claws opened their arms. On the dark black clothes, there was a hydrodynamic gap between the two arms. The design similar to the outer edge of bird feathers allows them to sprint into the bat's nest like a group of hunting owls.

Bruce took Alfred and quickly hid in the control room of the Batcave. The door of the control room was barely closed in front of a group of eager claws, and also blocked the sentence left by the leading claw: "It's okay, Bruce, We'll find a way to get in."

The sharp claws outside the door looked at the tightly closed door in front of them, and smiled sinisterly.

"If it was before, we might not be able to open this door right away, but," the leader of the claw turned sideways, and behind him stood a claw holding an alien weapon, "now this is very important for us." Easy to say, thanks to 'Batman', no?"

But before the sharp claw used the alien weapon in his hand, the door of the control room was opened from the inside, and in the taunting words of the leader sharp claw: "Finally don't plan to be a turtle, Bruce. "A chill began to spread quietly in the Batcave.

Bruce in bat armor slowly came out of the control room: "Get out of my house."

The control room door closed behind him, isolating the control room from the quietly cooling temperature outside the Batcave.Bruce in the bat armor looked coldly at the claws that surrounded him.

Just when this battle was about to start, the old butler exclaimed from his built-in earphone: "This is impossible!"

"What's wrong, Alfred." Bruce in the bat armor frowned.

"I analyzed the chip of the device on that sharp claw, and there is a list inside." In the control room of the Batcave, Alfred looked at the long list on the display screen in front of him, and cold sweat began to fall on his forehead, " Almost every public figure in Gotham City is on the list."

"I suspect it's a hit list."

*Bruce's words are processed original words of comics

The author has something to say: Heck, the plot of this chapter is roughly the same as that in the manga, except that many details are different. If the plot needs it, please bear with me~ The next update of the garbage author will be Monday next week, next week It's still exam week, and there is an exam on Monday, so next Monday will be updated the next day, but next week, the daily update will be resumed. Thanks for the support of the cuties, it is another comparison~

small theater:

Inanna: (gripping hands) The bigger you do, the faster you die. No one will stop me this time, right?

Bruce: Batman's Disapproving Gaze.jpg

Alfred: Ah, it sounds like this is my first official appearance?

Garbage author: Congratulations to Ah Fu for winning the Batman Best Assistant Award.

Damian: (with a cold face) Isn't it me?

The author of garbage is being hunted down thousands of miles...