[Comprehensive Yingmei] Push the boss to do things

Gotham City, Wayne Manor.

Leo was bored and relaxed and sank deep into the soft sofa, only the white hair was still standing limply.

An old cartoon of cat and mouse was playing on TV, Tom was being played around by Jerry, and the symphony of the animation reverberated throughout the living room, filling the room with the atmosphere of a fat house.

Damian was upstairs playing Assassin's Creed Online with Tim, Jason went out to deal with a few gangsters who didn't have eyesight, Afu was in the batcave to fix the equipment for the night, and Leo was finally able to be alone and pretend to be himself Forget about last night.

However, it is impossible to pretend, and there are always cruel people who like to keep the pot open and carry the pot.

Jason, who came back early, threw the vegetables he had just bought into the refrigerator, and went straight to the living room where Leo was, grabbed the remote control to turn off the mentally retarded cartoon, and tuned to the news channel.

Leo peacefully closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, with his hands folded sacredly in front of his chest, as if he couldn't hear anything.

Of course he could hear voices.

Gotham TV sounded like it was broadcasting an interview on the street, and there was a bit of noise around it. It seemed that many people were curious about this interview.

"...Yes, I was too scared, so I didn't see what happened, but the Joker did circle around Batman several times." A male voice sounded, and the words could not conceal the fear, curiosity and jealousy.

Fear is natural.The citizens of Gotham are not afraid of clowns.

Curiosity is understandable.Why does the Joker hug Batman?How perverted is the clown?

But jealousy?

What are you jealous about!

Whatever you are jealous of, be jealous for a lifetime!Only members of our family can beat Zhou Ke'er, and only I can... hug Batman!

Thinking about it, I was a little excited.

"The clown recognized you, sable," Jason told the truth mercilessly, "Have you figured out how to apologize?"

"...I beat him up, and he won't tell." Leo tried to quibble.

He beat the clown to multiple fractures, and even though the lunatic was still laughing wildly when he was carried on the stretcher, he really couldn't do anything or make any moths in a short time.

Leo recalled everything last night in the posture of closing his eyes and lying on his back.

Once again, he didn't get angry because of a flaw in his perfect performance. Besides, only the clown could see the expression on his face at that time, and this mistake was not fatal.

Anyway, the clown has a soft spot for exclusive secrets—especially the secrets of Leo who knew him before—he will not casually reveal Leo's identity, nor will he expose Leo's cosplay as Batman at will.

Leo is not sure about the clown's behavior, but if it is not enough to cause earth-shattering events, the clown will not put such a secret on the table.

In the eyes of the clown, he is special, just a little special.

The clown is the same in Leo's eyes.

So Leo unceremoniously fired two batarangs while the clown's men were stunned, knocking them down, and then silently tore the clown off himself, ready to give him a blasting hammer on the spot.

Even the clown's mentally handicapped surprise and happy smile only delayed the beating time by less than a second.

Leo punched his joints crookedly, broke his ribs, and crushed his shoulders. The muffled sound of punches to the flesh made all the sober hostages feel a deep fear of Batman.

Even if it looks a bit miserable, these are superficial wounds that can heal, but those that should hurt and take time to heal themselves are indispensable.

It's okay for me to beat you!

Leo didn't stop the clown who was being beaten. He let the clown writhe on the ground, and picked up the gun that had just been thrown on the ground with his free hand.

Anyway, the clown couldn't fight back anymore, he didn't want to... no, he just wanted to see what Zhou Keer would do.

The clown laughed and grabbed the gun, barely propped up his upper body slightly to look at Leo, and then pressed his temple in the same posture as Leo just now.

"What do you think of this? Bat~" The clown looked very happy, "This time it's my turn!"

He gestured to pull the trigger.

"No." Leo denied in Batman's low voice.

No.

Apart from this sentence, Leo couldn't say anything else.It's not because of any reason that words must be cherished like gold and can't be OOC outside of making plans, but because he can only say this sentence.

No matter what you do or who you are.

Just no, don't.

"Oh, it's not crossing the line, little bat," the clown pretended to grumble helplessly, "I'll just 'promise' you once, hahahaha!"

Leo: "..."

I don't believe a word of your words.

The clown definitely wants to repeat what he did just now, and will attack him in the next second.

While the clown suddenly turned his gun on Leo, Leo threw out the last batarang tonight, an ordinary batarang that would not explode or release any gas.

It bumped the clown's muzzle, and at the same time, the clown's wrist, which was already supporting him, went numb, and the gun fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The sound of the gun landing was not obvious under the heavy rain outside.

"Stop it, clown." Leo said standing in front of the clown who was lying on his back covered with injuries.

Then just play Batman well, which is not difficult at all.

There was another thunderclap outside, and the lightning illuminated the clown's green hair, and also illuminated the Batman in front of him.

The hostages and the unconscious members of the Joker Gang just happened to be in Batman's dark shadow, like souls guarded by dark ghosts.

"Never." The Joker said his answer.

He smiled maliciously, his eyes seemed to be reflecting green light, and the arc of his mouth was wanton and crazy.

So Leo beat him up.

As usual, he tied up all the villains and used their mobile phones to call the police. After ensuring the safety of the hostages, he turned into a black shadow and left their sight.

He even pulled the middle-aged woman who was trying to take the young lady out of trouble before, but now she was squatting on the ground trembling and hadn't recovered from her senses. Just a small amount of force gave her the courage to stand up again.

"You've got hope, ma'am," Leo said.He tried his best to make the throat cancer sound a little calmer, but the effect was not satisfactory.

His voice was dry and menacing.

However, the middle-aged woman just looked at Leo blankly, as if she was looking at some god who saved the world.

Leo: "..."

He simply turned around and left, leaving the woman with a dark and gloomy back.

Batman is a symbol of fear, how can this symbol be considered "hope"?Isn't that heavy with the hateful aliens in Metropolis!

This must be Superman's fault, find a chance to beat him to the ground!

Innocent Superman: ?

Leo squatted silently in the rain on the high ceiling of the warehouse, and it took a little skill to keep the poor ceiling from being crushed by his weight, which was almost the same as that of Batman after adding the weight.

Speaking of Metropolis, Louise and Clark seem to have been dispatched to New York to interview the two presidents for the talks. He has to take care of his friend to say hello to Bruce, and at least say a few more valuable words for Louise to interview. Good job.

He lowered his head, and a police car with flashing red and blue lights came whistling and whistled. Led by Sergeant Gordon, he methodically transported the villains away, including the immobile clown who was still smelly and shamelessly smiling, and distributed them to the hostages. Hot coffee, hamburgers and blankets, it seems like they have been prepared for a long time.

They came much faster than usual.

Leo knew that this was due to Barbara.

She has been helping everyone in her own way.

Thanks to her, too, Leo was able to wrap up his night's work earlier than expected and go home to bed.

Bed, here I come!

That's the end of the recollection, as for how Damian who came out to find someone viciously grabbed the cloak and put him on the Batmobile and took him back to dry himself and change his clothes, that's fine.

Does he look so weak, so easy to get sick!

After uttering this question, he was even pinched by Damian, and his whole arm was numb for a long time!

But it doesn't feel bad.

He pointed out that the experience of Batman sitting on many birds is not bad, and it is definitely not because of emotion.

"He just recognized you." Jason's words brought Leo back to reality.

The clown just recognized you, you unqualified actor!

This sand sable can't even do a little acting job, why don't you beat him up and replace him with me?

"I can do it, Jay," Leo said without any panic, "Last night was an accident, I'm fine."

If I'm worried, I'll just say it.I'm fine, of course I'll do the cosplay task, so you can be your red barrel with peace of mind!

I'm fine with you guys here.

"I don't think you can do it." Jason looked like a child that you are hopeless, trying to get in the position.

"I can do it, of course I can do it!" Leo immediately denied it.

How can you say no to a man?

Jason took a cool look at Leo, who was pretending to be dead with his eyes closed, curled his mouth helplessly, and turned to go upstairs, "I hope you don't run away with your mouth full of trains," he threatened fiercely on the stairs, "If you come back If you are found, you will die."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes." Leo responded perfunctorily.

Jason gritted his teeth, didn't care about him, and went upstairs to join the team playing games and complaining about each other.

Leo switched the TV back to Tom and Jerry and opened the newspaper at hand.

"The Love and Hate Between Batman and the Joker?", which has no pictures, no truth, and only verbal descriptions, won the first edition. "Century Cooperation of Presidents" with various pictures and detailed descriptions can only be ranked second.

Leo looked at the picture in the newspaper, it was Bruce shaking hands with Clark.

It seems Bruce chose Clark to answer his questions, and they worked well together.

Leo checked the other boards with confidence, not realizing what he had missed.

Technically speaking, he didn't miss anything.

It's just that he missed the opportunity to stop the old father from hooking up with the hateful alien, and failed to snuff it all out before the flames formed. It's not a big deal.

Weird.

This will be a shame that Leo will remember for a lifetime.As for how to fight back to the row, just push Superman.Be sure to beat him hard, to the death, on the big annoying "S" on his chest!

...Well, first you need a pair of kryptonite gloves.

However, Leo, who doesn't know the true identity of Superman or the existence of kryptonite, just passed the information in his heart, and didn't care at all. He was even happy that Clark's work was progressing.

Have fun riding a horse!The future self thought angrily.