[Comprehensive British and American] Hero part-time super villain

"Just let him go like this?" Fast's tone was unabashedly puzzled. "Why? Just let go of your hatred for him? Like I said, Batman won't know."

Jason stopped and turned to look at Fast.

"Stop associating me with Batman." Jason growled at Fast.

Fast blinked.

Jason: "I still hate the clown. I didn't kill him because I wanted to tell the clown that he and I are different from those murderers. These have nothing to do with Batman. This is Jason Todd's choice. "

"Not by anyone's thinking, not for anyone, just because I think, so I made a choice not to be influenced by anyone."

Yes, he will no longer be swayed by anyone, and he will no longer worry about whether such an approach will arouse someone's dissatisfaction. As long as he wants, he can do whatever he wants.

Jason said awkwardly: "I will still thank you for everything you did for me today, even though you did it for Batman."

"Thank you, Fast."

Fast was stunned for a moment, and understood Jason's meaning. He looked Jason up and down, and the joy and smile in his eyes were self-evident.

Jason came out.

It was rare for Fast to calm down once, and he answered Jason with his own clear voice: "No, I will help you not because of Batman, but because your character is very suitable for me. I am looking forward to your meeting." How to decide is only because of you."

Jason paused. He looked up at the clear sky and the rainbow in the sky.

He held back for a while, then raised his head and yelled, "I'm free! Let that bastard Batman go to hell!!"

Fast laughed and grabbed Jason's shoulders, echoing: "Yeah, let that bastard Batman go to hell!"

"Come on, let's have a drink to celebrate my new life."

At this time in Wayne Manor, Batman and Bruce, who have been monitoring their actions:  …

Batman felt a little relieved, he was happy to see Jason walk out of the shadow of revenge, but he was a little panicked, Jason would no longer be moved by him, he was truly free.

As for Bruce?Already with a dark face, he was thinking about how to torture Fast when he went back. After all, he was as small-minded as he was, but he was very vengeful for what Fast said, let Batman go to hell.

It was very embarrassing that two drunks got too drunk and made trouble in the tavern.

Damian originally planned to take the two idiots home after school, but was refused entry to the pub because he was under 20 years old.

Then it was Dick who drove the police car to pick up Fast and Jason, together with Damian who was sitting at the door of the tavern with a dark face.

Because the road was too congested, the two drunks were motion sick again and vomited in a daze. Dick had no choice but to pull the police car's alarm and quickly drove them back to Wayne Manor.

The driving recorder of the police car recorded the whole process of the two spitting in the police car.

It's embarrassing.

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After sobering up, Jason firmly refused to admit that the person on the dash cam and Tim's phone was himself.

In the film, he and Fast are shoulder to shoulder, greeted the vase at home, called it beautiful lady, invited it to the ball, and fought with Fast for who should dance with it first.

If Bruce hadn't directly carried Fast away later, he might have been beaten up by Fast.

Jason lit a cigarette and decided to assassinate Tim Drake who owned the film tonight.

When Fast woke up, he found himself lying on top of Bruce, his teeth biting Bruce's pectoral muscles.

He sat up on Bruce's strong muscles, staring at the teeth marks all over Bruce's body.

There was an urge to light a cigarette and sit by the bed and think about life.

I am super, I drank too much last night, I have no memory after eating so much, I can't even have an aftertaste.

Just like that, he saw Bruce open his eyes, the blue-gray eyes filled with Fast's familiar emotions.

"Are you awake?" Bruce's voice was tired and hoarse, and he noticed that Fast's eyes lingered on the teeth marks on his body.

Bruce showed a smile that was not a smile, and said innocently, "These are all left by you last night."

It was rare for Fast to see Bruce speak in such a tone, and suddenly felt a sadistic desire. He opened his lips and provoked a malicious smile, and looked Bruce up and down.

Those dark eyes were shining brightly, hiding tricks and cunning.

Immediately afterwards, Fast grabbed Bruce's arm and bit down on the bicep without hesitation.

"Hiss—" Bruce raised his eyebrows, and there was a sharp, skin-torn pain in the biceps.

Fast's two sharp canines sank into his muscles, and the force he used was so strong that Bruce could already feel blood dripping from the muscles bitten by Fast.

Such a small injury is not worth mentioning to Bruce, it can only be regarded as fun, but it is indeed much heavier than what Fast bit him last night.

Bruce moved the arm that was raped by Fast, and shook it, but failed to shake Fast's head off his arm.

"Are you a dog? Huh?" Bruce stared at Fast's enjoying face, narrowed his eyes, and asked in a low voice.

Fast let go, and a bloody silver thread slipped from the corner of his mouth. He first wiped off the silver thread with his thumb, and then held Bruce's arm with both hands.

Fast lowered his eyes, as if on a pilgrimage, piously, carefully showing the tip of his bright red tongue, licking the wound on Bruce's arm that was still bleeding from his bite.

He is the most noble, flawless and closest to the god son in the Holy See, every movement is full of nobility.

Fast licked very carefully, and he noticed every mark left by the pressing of the teeth.

Until the blood stopped pouring out, Fast raised his head, his dark eyes were a little provocative and interesting, his red lips parted slightly, and the tip of his pink tongue quickly slid across his wet teeth.

"Wow." Fast said to Bruce with a groaning smile, his lingering smile, his voice was low and hoarse, a bit weak, unexpectedly fatal.

Bruce's Adam's apple rolled, and he reached out to grab Fast back to the bed, but Fast avoided him.

Fast glanced at Bruce's raised underpants, let out a smug low smile, and said in a very serious tone: "I'm going to have breakfast, master. Hurry up and get down."

After finishing speaking, Fast turned his head and ran away without hesitation.

The person in front of him is not a pious holy son, he is clearly an invincible devil who has infiltrated the Holy See.

"Jason, we're going back." Fast said to Jason who was secretly eating potato chips.

Jason froze for a moment. He knew that Fast would go back. When he and Fast quarreled, he always told Fast to go back immediately after being angered by Fast.

But now that Fast is really going back, Jason feels reluctance again.

Jason always fights with Fast, but he really regards Fast as a friend, even though Fast is Bruce's lover.

Fast is also one of the few people who treats Jason well.

Jason lowered his eyebrows, and his expression became cold and hard. He put down the potato chips, pulled the corners of his mouth, and showed a half-smile expression: "Indeed, you should go too."

Jason: "Another world of Gotham still needs Batman and his criminal clown."

Fast couldn't help grimacing when he thought of what he was going to do when he went back. Doctor Strange will definitely tell other superheroes the truth about his identity.

Even if Doctor Strange chooses to hide Fast's true identity, those suspicious S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who are always watching satellites to monitor every settled superhero will wonder why the Joker is looking for Doctor Strange.

The possibility that Doctor Strange is hiding for him is extremely low, that's not Batman, and he has never had contact with Doctor Strange at all.

It is impossible for Doctor Strange to also have a crush on him, so he is willing to keep a secret for him.

Back to the original world, if Batman helps him, then Batman will also be targeted by the entire Super League.

Fast can't kill Batman, so he's probably going to plead guilty to the League of Super Heroes.

Pleading guilty is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that after pleading guilty, he still needs to convince the superheroes to cooperate with him against the Lord God.

Of course, the most important main god still has to be dealt with by him, after all superheroes don't have the power to fight against 'god'.

The Lord God will definitely not come alone, he will bring his minions to destroy this world, just like the several worlds it destroyed and controlled in the past.It's up to the superheroes to make sure these minions don't do enough damage to the world.

Another point is that he needs superheroes to give him a warning, it is best to control his life and death.

Fast can't guarantee that he and the main god are red-eyed. After killing the main god, his consciousness will not go mad.

If he goes insane, I'm afraid it will take superheroes to kill him, yes, kill him.

Fast is very sure that he has a very high probability of killing the main god, but he is not sure that he will be able to stay awake after that.

He may be infected to become the next main god.

Fast didn't want that.Everyone will support his decision, even... Batman.

Because of the world and him, Batman will always choose one.Just like the cliché, in the hero comics and movies that have continued to the present, superheroes will always abandon their small families and take care of everyone.

But it's not yet this step, because just the first step alone, Faster's worrying hair is about to fall out.

"You think I'm here to say goodbye to you?" Fast's tone was weird.

Jason put down the potato chips, he was no longer in the mood to hide the potato chips -

Alfred didn't like this kind of unhealthy puffed food in the manor.

Jason asked back, "Then what do you want to tell me?"

Fast: "I'm wondering if you want to go to our world with me and Bruce."

Jason froze for a moment, and he asked subconsciously, "What?"

Fast shrugged his shoulders and sold Amway like crazy. He said seductively, "Our world is so fun, and superheroes emerge in endlessly. Iron cans flying in the sky, God, popsicles that have been sealed for decades."

"That world has people except the people you don't want to see."

"How about it, are you interested?"

Jason frowned, and was a little interested in the other world that Fast said, the iron cans flying in the sky?That's really interesting.

More importantly, that world didn't have a clown who killed him, and there was no Batman in his forties who made him want to throw a set of military punches when he saw it.

Jason still has concerns. He still has unfinished business in this world. He is not sure how his departure will affect those unfinished business.

There is no doubt that that would be irresponsible behavior.

"If you still have things to do in this world, I can send you back at any time." Fast sat down with a chair in his arms.

Fast can do it, or in other words, it is only a small thing for him who is now in control of the system.

Jason stared fixedly at Fast. There was only calm in Faster's eyes, and a confidence that was hard to believe. He recalled the extraordinary strength that Faster had shown in the past two days.

And the world of patterns that Fast said was completely different from their world.

"Okay." Jason heard his slightly hoarse voice reply with unreserved trust.

He chose to entrust his trust to Fast. He hoped that Fast would be worthy of his trust in Fast. If Fast lied to him, he would make Fast pay the price.

Will.

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