I'm the villain in Gotham

Elliott didn't spend much time in Gotham. After confirming that Gordon was out of danger, he said goodbye to Bruce and the Wayne couple, and boarded a plane back to Philadelphia.

Two childhood friends shake hands and bid farewell at the airport.

Bruce said, "Really not in Gotham for a few more days? I mean, this is your hometown."

"It's a pity that there are still a lot of things waiting for me over there," Elliott sighed pretending to be regretful, and joked: "And it seems that you have a lot of things to do, right?"

What he said was indeed true, and Bruce kept his feet on the ground in his daily routine.And to be honest, Elliott lives in Wayne Manor, which does greatly increase the chances of the Batcave being exposed.So Bruce had to say, "I hope we can see each other again after this time passes."

"Of course," Elliott raised his eyebrows, "We made an agreement."

Bruce watched the plane take off, then drove to Gotham Hospital.

Gordon lay in his single room, where his wife and daughter stayed to care for him.

When Bruce pushed the door and went in, Gordon's wife happened to go out, and only the young Barbara Gordon was left, sitting on her father's hospital bed, her legs were dangling, she heard the sound, and looked up to the Bruce walked in with a chill.

The moment he saw Barbara, Bruce's slightly serious face softened almost instantly, and he has always been lenient to children.

And it was the first time Bruce saw Barbara, bent down to greet her and said, "Hey, Barbara, nice to meet you."

"Hello, Mr. Wayne, me too." Barbara jumped out of bed, looked back at Gordon, and said in a loud childish voice with a little helplessness: "Dad, are you going to talk about something?"

"Well... I'm afraid it is." Gordon rubbed his nose: "Do you want to go out and find your mother first?"

Barbara shrugged old-fashionedly, waved to Bruce, walked out obediently, and closed the door by the way.

When there were only the two of them left in the room, the slightly relaxed atmosphere just now disappeared, and the expressions of Bruce and Gordon became serious again.Gordon asked, "How's Gotham going?"

Bruce said, "It's the same. Gotham can't do without you, Jim, you gotta get better soon."

Gordon raised his eyebrows: "I think I can be discharged from the hospital now."

"Come on," Bruce said, "the doctor says you'll have to lie down for another week."

"I can wait, but Gotham can't wait."

Gordon gestured to the stool in front of the bed with his eyes, watched Bruce sit on it, and asked, "Tell me about the recent situation?"

Bruce hesitated for a moment, then chose to tell the truth: "Not so good."

Since Gordon was hospitalized, Gotham's big and small gangsters have become crazily active as if they had received some orders.For a while, the law and order in Gotham seemed to have regressed for more than ten years. The streets were full of gangsters wandering around. The frequency of shops being smashed and robbed increased several times. The people were afraid to go out at night and panicked.

In order to suppress criminals, Harvey even pushed speeches and canvassing to the second place, but without Gordon's help, his role as a prosecutor was greatly weakened.Not to mention that at this juncture of the election, Harvey's opponents will do anything to unseat him.

"...In order to prevent Harvey from being elected, they don't even care about the interests of the people?" Gordon said in disbelief: "Could the voters choose them?!"

"I thought it wasn't the first time you knew about these things, Jim." Bruce's expression was cold: "On the surface, only Harvey is in charge of this matter. If the solution is not good, the voters will think it is Harvey's fault, and They have nothing to do with each other."

Gordon was silent for a long time, finally sighed, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that I should be discharged from the hospital earlier."

Bruce didn't hold back his position, all he could say was, "At least another two days."

Gordon asked, "How many lives will be lost in two days?"

"I'll take care of that," Bruce said.

"No." Gordon said: "You know your mission, the Wayne family can't get involved in these things any more."

Bruce has publicly announced his support for Harvey, but after all, he is not a political person and cannot be involved in too many political events. This is why Bruce has been able to provide help to Gordon and the others secretly.This not only ensures the safety of him and Wayne's family, but also makes it easier for Bruce to move around the upper echelons of Gotham and obtain the information they need.

Bruce wanted to say something more, but Gordon interrupted him: "Is Erberist quiet lately?"

"No." Bruce frowned: "I don't know what happened, but apparently he left Gotham recently, otherwise, according to his usual style, he wouldn't sit idly by what happened in Gotham."

Gordon opened his mouth, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by Bruce: "Of course, I know, there is another possibility." His tone was slightly cold: "

Right now it's his plan, and the chaos in Gotham is exactly what he wants - but I don't buy into the idea myself, just as a backup option.I see no reason for him to do so. "

Lotkea is still in Gotham, and Erberist should not attack Gotham. After contacting the night crow accident a while ago, Bruce thinks that the most likely possibility is that Erberist temporarily left Gotham in order to find him. .

And someone took advantage of his absence to make trouble. Bruce hadn't figured out the identity of this person, but he always felt that it had something to do with the use of Harris Enterprise to plot against him.

Leaving aside this point, one thing that Bruce had been vaguely worried about before, but he hadn't thought about it because of the existence of Erberister, now had to jump into his mind.

That is - when Erberist, the creature that frightened Gotham's dark forces, leaves, what kind of chaos will Gotham fall into?

This worry has now become a reality, and it is showing Bruce its horror and horror step by step.After years of repression, once he suddenly relaxes, the counterattack will be extraordinarily fast and violent.

It had always been clear to Bruce that he couldn't always depend on Eberrist, an alien species beyond his control, an uncertain factor.

Gotham needs its own strength to break free and suppress the mud she's sunk in, the countless chains of darkness that prevent her from going to light and peace.

The power of the judiciary is strong, but in Gotham, a city where the judiciary is so weak that it is almost non-existent, even with the efforts of people like Gordon and Harvey, it is still far from enough.

They need other, new powers to breathe life into Gotham.

……

Over Manhattan, a dazzling red light flashed across.The golden-red armor with smooth lines and extremely mechanical beauty spewed out blue flames, and made a difficult turn at an extremely fast speed.

Tony let out a cheer inside the armor that no one but Jar could hear: "Yeah!!!"

After returning from Afghanistan, Tony innovated his armor, added many new functions and detailed designs, and painted it that could not be done in Afghanistan with poor materials-using his aesthetic.

When he appeared in front of Dr. Ethan wearing this innovative Mark3, Dr. Ethan's eyes stared straight.

Tony turned left and right smugly: "How about it, it is my favorite work so far, of course, there are still many imperfections, I will improve step by step."

Dr. Ethan: "Well... in terms of performance alone, it does

It's a lot better than the previous version, after all, you made it.But... can I ask a question? "

Tony lifted his chin triumphantly: "Of course."

Dr. Ethan: "Was your inspiration for the armor's color palette a taco or a bacon pizza?"

Tony: "..."

Tony: "It's my sports car thank you."

He rolled his eyes, turned and left.

"Wait a minute, Tony." Dr. Ethan stopped him, and Tony really stopped for the sake of their shared suffering, and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"I saw it in the news, 'Iron Man', that's a good name," Dr. Ethan said.

Tony: "Huh?"

He paused for a moment, as if he was considering his words: "I want to ask, I want to say..." He sighed as if giving up: "Well, I guess the public relations of Stark Industries must have given you the answer. Do you want to admit that you are Iron Man or not?"

"The guess is not entirely correct." Tony snapped his fingers: "First, the public relations don't know much about this matter. Second, ha, they don't want me to admit it at all. The reason is that it will cause Stark Industries stock drama. Fall—please, what does my being Iron Man have to do with my company stock?"

Dr. Ethan: "Ah... I think it has something to do with it, after all, you are still the chairman."

He looked at the extremely smooth suit of armor and shrugged his shoulders—oh god, who would design such an insignificant function for combat armor? —and say, "So you've made up your mind, haven't you?"

Tony said, "Of course."

In the next second, the mask fell and was tightly buckled with the armor, and the eyes lit up.

The golden red armor soared into the sky, drawing a bright trace across the sky.

"Sir, the time is coming soon." While Tony was testing his new armor in the sky, Jar's voice sounded in his ears: "I suggest you return to the voyage now."

Tony glanced at the sky above his head: "...do you feel that the weather is not right today?"

Jar said, "Searching for today's weather conditions in Hatton for you."

Tony: "...Okay, I'll just say that casually."

"Okay, sir." Jar reminded: "You should go to the press conference."

"...You're not Iron Man, are you, Tony?" Backstage, Little Pepper asked while arranging Tony's clothes.

"Oh, of course not." Tony blinked his big caramel-colored eyes: "Think about it, now that I am so attractive, if the world knows that I am steel

Xia, how many praises and applause, how many flowers and kisses will I get? "

Little Pepper rolled her eyes at him while smiling: "You can put your narcissism back, Tony."

Then at the press conference, under countless live broadcasts and rebroadcasts, at a moment of great attention, Tony put down the manuscript with various excuses, stared at the camera with brown eyes, and paused for a moment:

"I am Ironman."

……

Manhattan, New York, inside the New York Temple.

While avoiding Casillas' pursuit, Strange strays into the room where a large number of magic items are stored in the temple.

Then he saw the red cloak lift its sides and beckon to him.

Strange: "..."

This is the hell.

The author has something to say: After Longlong wakes up

Longlong: woc, why did you transform? ? ?

Turning around to look: woc, why did you also transform? ? ?

感谢在2020-09-2204:26:03~2020-09-2504:20:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 monster;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 66 bottles of Hubuchang; 10 bottles of monsters and Luoyue; 5 bottles of leaves; 2 bottles of Yejiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ,,