Mrs Wayne

Just after Bruce and I had enough fresh air on the balcony, we planned to go back to the banquet hand in hand, but just as we got back to the banquet, we suddenly heard a loud bang.

At that time, I was a little confused. Bruce reacted instinctively and directly protected me into his arms again. When we all looked up, we only saw a man in armor appearing in such a sudden In front of us, he was holding a blue whip and wearing armor similar to Tony Stark. This man rushed towards Lex Luthor not far away without saying a word.

While walking, he stared at Luther and said, "I found you, you should pay for what you did."

Damn, did we order a buff that will trigger things 100% when encountering a banquet?

I pulled Bruce's sleeve by my side, and the crowd around me began to scream again. The ceiling above our heads was concentrated by artillery fire, revealing a huge hole. Countless cement leaked down from the hole. Seeing this cement It was about to hit me, and Bruce pulled me to the corner of the banquet. Just hiding in the corner, I saw Bruce beside me looking at the man in the distance with a serious expression.

I originally thought that he would also become Batman this time to protect other people, but I didn't expect that he just glanced at the situation over there.

"Aren't you going?"

Bruce was a little stiff from my question, I lowered my voice and leaned into his ear and said, "I can take care of myself, you have to be careful."

He turned around, and when those blue eyes looked at me, the eyes looked extraordinarily complicated. In the chaotic environment, I took a deep breath and said to my husband, "I know you want to go, you It happened last time."

I'm referring to the one with Rocky, if he chooses to be a superhero, then my choice is to protect myself, or find a few more people to beat him.

He did nothing wrong, and beating those people would protect me, and I can understand him.

Even though I thought so, I was still a little bit disappointed. Wearing a long fishtail skirt and single heels made my movements a little slow. If I had known that something like this would happen at the banquet, I would wear flat shoes next time. Taking a deep breath, I whispered to Bruce, "Go, and protect yourself."

The man in the suit looked at me for a long time, and his eyes became more and more profound. When I looked at him, suddenly the people around me knocked me down, and Bruce reached out to help me stop the surrounding area. Crowded people, and then he hugged me into his arms like this, he stretched out his hand and pulled my wrist, "Follow me closely."

From the corner of the eye, I saw that Spider-Man also appeared. He jumped down from the sky, and everyone around him exclaimed.

"Oh my god, it's Spider-Man!"

"No." Little Spider resolutely denied, "I'm Cat Ear Man."

"No, you look like you're wearing a new uniform, you're Spider-Man." The man seemed to be his fan, and said with certainty, "Spider-Man, I'm sure."

"Okay." Spider-Man put his hips on his hips, and the next second, he was thrown out by the whip that came out of nowhere. Fortunately, he was dexterous and landed directly on the wall.

Bruce held me half in his arms like this, and ran towards a safer place together, and the next second, I heard a loud bang, and when I turned my head, I only saw that I was still looking for Lexlu Se's man was directly punched and sent flying by the superman in the red cape.

The man in the bright red cloak looked cold and handsome, and his face became more handsome and deep when he took off his glasses. The muscles of the man in a tight uniform, and the streamline from top to bottom all revealed the masculinity that belongs to a man alone. Standing there, he knocked away the Iron Warrior who was avoided by everyone with a single punch. His bright red cloak fell to his feet like this. When he walked in front of Lex Luthor, the bald man His face was not as lucky as the rest of his life, but disgust and indifference were written all over his face.

"It's you."

Lex Luthor stumbled to his feet, "Are you here?"

There was a mocking smile on his face, and he looked around the terrified crowd, "Did anyone here call Superman?"

"Do you think I will be grateful to you if you are like this?"

The pervert's words were illogical. He was obviously saved by Clark, but his expression was more ridiculed and disgusted, "No, you monster."

He accused Superman, "You are far more dangerous and terrifying than that guy, you shouldn't be here."

"Admit it, you just want to enjoy the cheers of the crowd." Lex Luthor said the next sentence, he pointed to Clark Kent and said, "I will never thank you."

Fuck you bitch!

I was dumbfounded, and was deeply shocked by Lex Luthor's bitch, and then an even more shocking scene appeared, seeing Superman just walking towards him, this bitch actually jumped from his neck in an instant A strange thing was pulled out from the inside, and a stone shining with dark green luster suddenly appeared in front of us. The moment the lid was lifted, I only saw Clark suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.

what is this?

Bruce beside me whispered, "It's kryptonite..."

What is kryptonite?

No matter what it was, I only saw Clark, who seemed to want to say something just now, took several steps back in an instant. He looked extremely uncomfortable. Luthor, who was rescued by himself, forced him with a stone. Stepping back step by step, Clark even seemed a little drunk, and fell to the ground in an instant with some weakness all over his body.

The God of the World just now is like an ordinary person who has fallen into the mortal world in an instant. He looks powerless and fragile, while all the people around are just watching this scene quietly, no one even shouted twice, everyone They all stared blankly at this scene.

Watching Lex Luthor say to Superman, "I hate you more than that man, and I won't appreciate you."

The green fluorite shone with a gloomy light, making his expression even more ferocious, "Yes, never."

I'm afraid this repeater is endless. I thought for a while and grabbed Bruce's hand. Bruce lowered his head and looked at me in an instant. Before Shi's man could react, he was punched by my husband and fell to the ground, and then I kicked his calf without saying a word, and everyone around screamed.

I ran to Clark's side and quickly reached out to help him up, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

The dizzy-looking Superman shook his head, then opened his eyes and looked at me. When he looked at me, he was a little dazed, and then he pressed his backhand on my arm and said simply ,"Thanks."

Just when Bruce and I turned Luther dry to the ground, the guy who was beaten by Superman stood up staggeringly. I held down Superman who was about to stand up, and then suddenly Cried loudly to Superman, "God, Superman, what's wrong with you Superman, can't you stand up anymore?"

Not far away, the husband who easily beat Luther almost missed his fist. I turned my head and saw the electric eel man walking towards us. Without saying a word, I turned my head and shouted at Bruce, "Sweetheart, What are you doing, sweetheart, God, you hit Mr. Luthor, how could you slip your hands like that."

Sitting next to me, the revived Superman full of blood and buffs looked at me: ...

Not far away, the husband who beat Luther happily, straightened his shirt like this, then unbuttoned himself, and said understandingly, "Sorry, I was just careless."

As he spoke, he also walked up to me and Superman, squatted down and asked Superman with concern, "Are you okay?"

Superman looked at me, then at Bruce, and raised an eyebrow.

Luther over there was beaten in a daze, and when he stumbled up and got up, he happened to meet the same chaotic electric eel man who was beaten by Superman. The moment the two looked at each other, the next second, he The electric rod thrown out by the electric eel man was directly knocked out, and there was a loud bang, and the man who was mixed with a huge electric current convulsed and fell to the ground, motionless.

I stared at him and said with a sad expression, "God, Mr. Luthor, look what you have done."

"If you hadn't stopped Superman just now, it would be impossible for this person to hurt you now. God, are you okay? Mr. Luthor." I cried and shouted from a distance while supporting Superman, "Mr. Luthor."

The Superman next to me couldn't help but sneered in a low voice, turned his head and used his eyes to suggest that he acted a little bit, "Superman, I can't move anymore, it's too scary, Mr. Luthor, look what you did?"

The people around saw the man in the armor raised the electric baton in his hand again, and everyone ran in all directions in an instant, while my husband and I, who were standing next to Superman, looked at each other, and then turned our gazes to the man in the distance. Beat Luther.

Although I don't know what kind of hatred this guy has with Luther, but he fought well!

By the time the Gotham police arrived, Luthor had already been beaten into a human sandbag. He could survive because of our meager conscience, and Superman’s conscience. Yes, although we couldn’t kill him, But to deal with such a bitch, we can't take care of ourselves by choosing to hammer him.

After all, it was a banquet for the upper class, and the current Sheriff of Gotham, Mr. James Gordon, came here. A man wearing a black-brimmed hat walked up to us, and then looked up and down at me and Bruce. I don’t know why. Bruce seemed to raise his eyebrows when he saw Gordon, and his standing posture seemed to be a little more relaxed. He still pulled me within the range he could control. He seemed to be particularly afraid that I would take another step away from him, especially In such a situation, he firmly protected me by his side.

James Gordon glanced at the situation in the venue, and the old sheriff sighed with emotion, "It's very miserable, it looks like there is some huge hatred."

He looked at us and asked, "Superman is coming too? I heard you saved Superman."

I picked up the handkerchief I found out from nowhere, and then began to cry quietly, "Hello, Director Gordon, we just attend a banquet normally, and for some reason suddenly a strange person rushed in, he Calling Mr Luthor by name, my God, you have no idea how horrible that is."

"Mr. Luthor also pointed strange things at Superman who saved us. We were a little anxious and moved, but we didn't mean it."

Mr. Gordon saw that my expression did not fluctuate much, and he set his eyes on my husband, "Some people say that this is an attack specifically aimed at Mr. Luthor."

Bruce shrugged, "I don't know."

Mr. Gordon took a deep breath, and then he handed a letter in front of us. Bruce took the letter and read it, and then his face became a little ugly in an instant.

Curiously, I stood on tiptoe, leaned on his arm, and saw the whole picture of the letter.

"At midnight, we are the shadows of this great city."

"The arrogant who hope to knock on the door of Gotham will eventually pay their own price."

"And we still guard here quietly. We have made this city great, not others, but us."

"We are - the Court of Owls."

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