After buying the earth [Comprehensive British and American]

Bruce Wayne is not having an easy day.

He had just experienced a fierce battle last night, and he dragged his heavy body back to Wayne Manor in the middle of the night.It has been a long time since Dick ran away from home angrily, but the Dark Knight is still not used to such quietness.Fortunately, what he is best at is patience, so he didn't say anything, just lost his mind for a while, and continued his work again.When everything was over, the cookies Ah Fu had prepared were already chilling. He ate a few pieces, cleaned the wound himself, and fell into a deep sleep.

It was already nine o'clock in the morning when he woke up, silently ignoring the disapproving look in the butler's eyes, Batman finished his coffee, read the newspaper for a while, and found that the affairs of Wayne Company could no longer be dragged on, so he decided to go to Wayne Company for inspection In a circle, by the way, consolidate the personality of Bruce Wayne's playboy.

The wound is still hurting, but it seems to be completely negligible.Since he chose to become Batman, he has fallen into inevitable pain, so that physical pain has become a sedative to some extent.

After listening to the long report, he was exhausted physically and mentally, and this feeling was even more obvious when the news of the clown's escape from prison reached him.The cold anger rose again, and that kind of anger had been burning in his heart for an unknown amount of time. Perhaps it had never stopped since that night in Crime Alley.

Rage, it was some kind of cold rage fuel that sustained him, sustained Batman's existence.

At this moment, under the mask of Bruce Wayne, Batman is staring at the message coldly, ready to tear off the mask at any time and appear in Gotham City.

He closed his eyes and drove through the dark streets of Gotham with self-repression, and finally stopped randomly, staring at the Gotham light rail as if in emptiness—this is the result of the efforts of several generations of Wayne.

Then, as always, the rush of the traffic police, tickets, large bills, and some kind of careless handout.

Therefore, when the strange girl seriously asked "If I invite you on a date, will you agree", Bruce Wayne's surprise and bewilderment are completely understandable.

He deliberated for a while, guessing the age of the other party, and hesitated for a while, so whether he should keep the playboy setting and take advantage of the trend, or should tactfully refuse.

Maybe it was because he was silent for a long time, the girl asked again: "Is it okay?"

The beggar next to him seemed to understand his silence as a rejection, and said to the girl, "...you are rejected. How could Bruce Wayne date a beggar?"

"...Is this rejection?" The girl was a little surprised when she heard this, and her brown eyes were slightly confused, "Because I am a beggar? But I am good-looking, have a good figure, and I am very strong."

The people around turned their heads silently.

"You were the first to turn me down," she said, looking into his eyes, trying to make him feel as sincere as possible, "I really like you, can't you think about it again?"

Bruce Wayne smiled politely: "...Sorry."

"Oh, I should be the one who should say sorry." She sighed, her eyes were almost gentle, and she fell on him with some reluctance. Those eyes seemed very familiar to him, almost the same as he was wearing Bruce Wayne's masked attitude towards those beautiful ladies was exactly the same, "There is no way to do this, although I really, really like you, but I also have no way to give up my career for you. I am really sorry. "

—… What kind of business, begging?Bruce Wayne thought out of place.

She closed her eyes with a painful expression, stretched out her hand to put away the few banknotes he put in front of her at first, lowered her head and stopped looking at him: "...you go."

Bruce: "..."

He was almost amused, so he coughed and said softly: "Then, goodbye, miss." After finishing speaking, he turned and left.

"Hi!" The girl suddenly stood up behind him and asked loudly, "If one day I change jobs, would you like to date me?"

Bruce Wayne paused, he turned around, looked at the girl named "Hilda" with a raised eyebrow and a smile: "...if there is a next time."

"If there is a next time," Ah Fu's teasing voice came from the earphones, "would you date this bold and confident lady?"

Bruce Wayne rested his elbows on the car window, tapping the steering wheel lightly with his fingers.On the corner of his lips, belonged to Bruce Wayne, benefited from the lady's smile that has not completely dissipated, and even his voice has a rare relaxation after a long period of tension, but what he said, But it was the exact opposite of everything he showed:

"Ah Fu, look up 'Hilda' for me, I'm sure, I've never seen this name in Gotham City, let alone this face."

——And for such a person, it is absolutely impossible for her to be so anonymous.

Hilda, who knew nothing about everything, was sitting on the sofa at this moment.The talk show was on, and the host was spitting out some quips, and after making comments about the latest hot superhero incident, he switched back to "What Tony Stark and 12 Months Magazine Cover Girls Had to Tell" ", suddenly caused a big laugh.Even Martina, who was putting on makeup, couldn't help snorting a few times, only Hilda, who had lost her memory, was at a loss, neither knowing who Tony Stark was nor what story he had to tell .

"I'm going to change the show," she said.

Alice, who was holding her face on one side, sat up straight: "We can watch Peppa Pig."

"The Gotham kids who watch Peppa Pig will be caught and eaten by Professor Pig Noodle." Martina threatened mercilessly.

"This is a lie to children." Alice said, "Professor Pigface has nothing to do with Peppa Pig."

"You can't watch TV anymore," Martina said.

Alice was powerless to refute, and looked a little depressed: "...This is only temporary. I think my eyes will be fine in a few days. Even if I can't see it, I can still hear the voice of Peppa Pig. "

Martina was very speechless: "...I really don't know why you like a pig so much."

Hilda paused: "Wait, what do you mean it will be better in a few days? Aren't you blind?"

Alice shook her head and pointed her eyes with her fingers: "I'm not blind, this... is just a 'price'."

"What do you mean?" Hilda didn't understand.

"It's some price for my use of superpowers." Alice explained lightly, and then changed the subject with a smile, "Did sister make any money today?"

Speaking of this topic, Hilda was excited.

She managed to divert her attention, "Of course, as I said earlier, I can find a job that is easy and fast." She glanced at Martina triumphantly as she spoke.

Martina made a move.

Hilda is now very satisfied with her situation, "I love Gotham."

Martina: "...?"

She put down the eye shadow box in her hand, suspecting that she had heard it wrong: "... What did you say?"

"I love Gotham." Hilda repeated earnestly, "Gotham is the most beautiful city in the world."

Obviously, the sentence she added confuses Martina even more than the previous one: "What happened this afternoon?" Who caught you and brainwashed you?

"Maybe this city exists just for me." Hilda ignored her and continued, "Not only did I find a job I like here, but I also found someone I like—"

Alice sat aside, covering her mouth childishly, surprised and excited.

Martina was shocked: "whatthefu...?! Wait, what's going on, you met someone you like? Didn't you go to find a job?"

"When I was working," Hilda explained with rare patience, "I found a man who fit my aesthetics. Yes—love at first sight, isn't this a fateful encounter? You know, I'm very picky."

Martina's expression was a bit complicated: "...you are really efficient."

"What kind of person is he?" Alice asked curiously.

"A handsome man, a handsome man with blue eyes, his eyes are so beautiful, and the greatest painter on the stone steps can not concoct blue, so much as the color of his eyes when the mood changes." Hilda Said, she sighed, "Unfortunately, we have a little disagreement, and I have no way to pursue him for the time being."

"Oh, why is that?" Martina changed her posture, her face was flat, "Is there anyone who can refuse the great Hilda? It's unbelievable."

"No, it's all my fault." She lifted her face and sighed again, "Is this the law of the universe? If you want to get something, you have to pay the same price. I have never seen someone who suits my heart so well , From this, we can know that the price to be paid to get him must be extremely high. And I, I am just a nobody with nothing, and without the corresponding chips, I am destined to get nothing. "

"..."

"Maybe it's because I met the right person at the wrong time." She lay on the sofa, facing the ceiling, and closed her eyes. "The me now is only worthy of getting the other person in my dream."

"Did your feelings come too easily? Is just one afternoon enough for you to express such emotion?" Martina shook her head, almost laughing - even though she had already obtained it before lesson, but she still can't help but think of her as a naive teenager on some issues.

——even if this "teenager" is actually a mutant with a super high force value.

"One afternoon?" Hilda smiled, and waved her fingers, "No, I only need one meeting, and I can know whether the other party is the one I want. ——Wait, although I don't know what to do now I can't get it, but sooner or later, I will get what I want." As long as she didn't meet someone more desirable than him before that.

Martina couldn't understand, she turned her head indifferently, and continued to put on makeup: "Oh, so you just fell in love with the other party's face, right?... By the way, you have been talking for a long time, but you haven't given any specific information about the other party? Let What is the name of the person you fell in love with at first sight?"

Hilda smiled: "His name is..."

——Wait, what is it called?Too bad, just so obsessed with the other party's blue eyes, the great Hilda couldn't remember the other party's full name.

"...Don't tell me you didn't ask the other party's name?"

"Of course not," Hilda remained calm, "His name is Bruce...Bruce blueeyes."

Alice sat aside, secretly smiling.

Martina: "......"

She stared at herself in the mirror, and was silent for a while: "...Are you making me look like a fool? How can anyone be named blue-eyed?"

Hilda resolutely refused to admit defeat: "...It doesn't matter anyway, I will only call him by his first name in the future, but not his last name. Besides, he will have my last name sooner or later, won't he?"

Martina: "?... with your surname? Why with your surname? Do you remember your surname?"

——It was a fatal blow.

Hilda was silent, she turned her head, as if nothing had happened: "...Of course, the most important thing is work, which makes me happier."

Martina: "Wait, you haven't answered my question—"

"What's even more pleasing," Hilda said emphatically, "on the first day of this job, I made a lot of money." As she spoke, she took out today's earnings from her pocket, Show Martina, "How?"

"..." Martina let her go, she picked up the makeup brush with a blank expression, and began to apply loose powder on her face, "Well, it's pretty good... So what is the job you found?"

The triumphant voice came from behind her: "—begging."