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I don't know if he was touched by Lin Feng's words. That night, Bruce took him to the night patrol.

It was the first time Lin Feng saw the world of Batman. Although he had advised York before, he had never participated in any action.

Watching at a close distance can better understand the terror of the other party.

And Batman didn't seem to care about being surrounded by people watching his battle, and he showed no mercy to the enemy. Lin Feng felt his heart hurt for them watching.

Batman beat the enemy, but the voice came here: "Am I scary?"

If this was asking the enemy, his volume would not be so loud, Lin Feng knew that he was asking himself.

Before he could answer, the beaten man nodded frantically: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I don't dare."

Obviously the man's answer is yes.

Bruce was a little depressed, he sped up his movements, punched the answerer a few more times, and continued: "Then do you think I'm countering evil with evil?"

Lin Feng nodded his head, then shook his head again after thinking of something.

"No."

He felt right at first because Batman, as a vigilante, is not bound by the law, no one knows what he is thinking, and he can decide other people's lives at will.

But now, facing the tragic scene of these people being beaten, he felt that Batman used evil to fight evil, rather than using violence to fight violence.

Lin Feng asked: "If I were a genius criminal, you would always be on the opposite side of me, wouldn't you?"

Batman has his own set of rules, and for Gotham, he will definitely not represent evil.

Batman didn't answer his question directly, but he noticed that although the man's movements were still neat, they were not so impatient, but more elegant. In Lin Feng's words, it was more like Batman using Bruce's identity Like fighting.

Perhaps it was too much hatred for the two of them to speak so leisurely.

When Lin Feng was concentrating, he didn't notice an enemy hiding behind him.

The man had no weapons with his bare hands, so he could only push Lin Feng towards the fighting Batman, and ran away while the scene was chaotic.

When Lin Feng was pushed into the crowd, he felt something was wrong. He saw that Bruce's beating fist hadn't had time to withdraw, and his brain had no time to think about anything. He just felt that he was about to be beaten, so he closed his eyes.

Bruce was attracted by the sound, and only saw a figure rushing towards him. When he found that the opponent was Lin Feng, he couldn't help but put down his guard, and his body received the punch faster than his brain.

Lin Feng felt a chill on his cheeks, and realized that he was being held in Bruce's arms.In the blink of an eye, the surrounding enemies have already fallen down.

"The one who ran away..."

Bruce's deep and hoarse voice came from his head: "Leave him alone."

Then the man asked again, "Are you okay?"

Lin Feng smelled the unique smell of the other party, mixed with the smell of Batman's clothes, he felt his heart beat faster, and his movements became hesitant.

Bruce was trying to see if he was injured, but the opponent's movements became uncoordinated, and the strength of his arms tightened, finally calming the opponent down.

"Don't move around, you'll get hurt."

Ah Fu, who was listening to all the movements, almost spit out the tea in his mouth when he heard this sentence: "Ahem."

This is too imaginative.

Lin Feng stopped struggling. When the man spoke, he could feel the trembling chest of the man, and he even felt that he heard Bruce's heartbeat.

It's not like I haven't had such close contact with Bruce before, but this time I always feel that something is wrong.

Bruce was actually more tormented. The man in his arms felt completely different from other people's. His slender waist might break if he held it lightly, so he couldn't help but soften his voice.

"What did you learn from the battle just now?"

fighting?

Lin Feng has nothing in his mind about what happened just now. He recalled it with doubts in his eyes, but he still didn't find anything.

Bruce looked at the bewildered man with a serious tone, "Ann, it's useless to fight evil with evil, it will only make the wicked stronger, and you, as the promoter, will be backlashed in the end."

Ah Fu stroked his forehead, worried about his EQ: Young master, is it not time to talk about this matter now?It seems that the second owner of the manor may not appear.

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows, the man seemed to be teaching himself, but until now, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior, it was just that the previous self would not do this for Gotham, but chose to be an ordinary man selfishly. The citizens of Gotham.

"Bruce, you use violence to fight violence, and I use evil to fight evil. Both of us are just trying to make Gotham better. I don't think I did anything wrong."

Bruce smiled playfully: "Oh? What about Bibi?"

Seeing that the other party's attitude didn't look like a joke, Lin Feng immediately smiled wryly.

Not to mention force, even the simple tactics he was proud of were taught by Bruce.Either way, he would lose.

In the face of absolute victory, he chose to give in: "...No need, I will seriously consider your statement."

Bruce looked away satisfied.

Lin Feng: "When we're done talking, can you let go?"

The man didn't react when he heard this.

In the next second, Lin Feng felt that the opponent's arm strength was stronger, and he was completely imprisoned in his arms.

"pay close attention."

Lin Feng had question marks on his face, and before he could ask, he felt the man fly into the air, and the sudden weightlessness made him hug the man tightly.

Seeing that his movements had achieved the desired effect, Bruce slowed down in satisfaction.

When Bruce returned home, he hugged Lin Feng.

Ah Fu greeted him: "Master, this is Master An?"

"Hush." ​​The man lowered his voice. He looked at the person in his arms with unusually gentle eyes: "It's just that he's weak. I'll carry him up first."

After putting the person in the room, Bruce felt a little bit reluctant to feel the warmth that was still in his arms just now.

So, he stood by the bed and leaned over slightly, fiddled with the other person's hair, gently stroked the other person's face with his fingers, and unknowingly slid to his lips.

The lights in the room were turned on very dimly, and Lin Feng's lips were even redder against the backdrop of the opponent's fingers, as if they had been smeared with blood.

Looking at the defenseless person at the moment, Bruce's breath stagnates.

What made him feel even more ominous was that Lin Feng seemed to have noticed the foreign object on his mouth. He opened his lips slightly and bit his finger lightly, which was immediately wrapped in heat.

The man's body froze, not knowing how to react.

But his hand subconsciously sent the other two fingers into the opponent's mouth...

When Ah Fu brought the food upstairs, he heard the door slam shut, and when he looked up, he saw his young master running out of the room, looking a little embarrassed.

"Master?"

Bruce turned to look at him, with a forced calm on his face: "It's nothing."

Ah Fu's eyes glanced at his body subtly, and finally couldn't help but said: "...Master, I think that after Master An comes back tomorrow, you can ask him about dating."

The man coughed a few times: "Just do as you say."

……

It wasn't until the next day, when Lin Feng was going to visit Old William at the cemetery, that he realized why Bruce had brought him to the night patrol last night.

The co-author wanted him to realize his mistake, and then admit it in front of William?

Lin Feng thought this angrily, and he didn't feel that he was wrong.

Laying flowers at the cemetery, he looked at William's picture.

William, I have avenged you.

Seeing me now, will you be angry?

I'm very sorry, but I can't go down with you right now.

Although I don't think Bruce's statement is correct, he did kill many people, and the sin cannot be washed away.

Thinking of this familiar name, Lin Feng's heart beat unconsciously, as if he only stayed for a moment for him.

If it is for Bruce, he is willing to give up his idea of ​​'fighting evil with evil' to make up for his mistakes.

Thinking of this, he felt that the messy thoughts in his mind were suddenly emptied, and the dark emotions that had been suppressed for a long time disappeared.

After getting along for so long, Lin Feng knew that he could always trust Bruce unconditionally.

He always solves the problems at hand for himself.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng felt a lot more relaxed.

He was about to stand up when suddenly there was a shadow in front of him, and there was a person standing in front of him.

Lin Feng looked up along the other side, and saw a face painted with a clown costume.

His pupils shrank, and he opened his mouth to shout, but the other party blocked his mouth with a cloth.

The man's hands were strong. During the struggle, Lin Feng felt his consciousness gradually blurred, and his eyelids kept closing.

Finally plunged into darkness.

……

Being kidnapped by a clown can also be regarded as a rare event.

Lin Feng felt that if he told others about this matter, they might not believe it.

That's a clown!

If he doesn't like you, he can just deal with you directly. Should he still use kidnapping?

Lin Feng didn't know how he caught the attention of the boss, but it was not a good thing for him.

Being targeted by Batman can at most be beaten a few times, but the clown is more of a fear in the heart, and people unconsciously want to stay away from him.

Lin Feng opened his eyes and saw the scary culprit.

The clown had a strange expression, but he stood up when he saw that he woke up.

"You are welcome, my friend."

There were several people standing around, all staring at him covetously, surrounding him.

In such a situation, if an ordinary person were to beg for mercy in fear.

Lin Feng ignored the fear in his heart, the more fluctuated his heart was, the more stern his face became.

"I'm not your friend."

The clown was not offended by this sentence, but looked very happy, and his movements became a lot louder: "I really didn't read it wrong."

The other party's words made Lin Feng frowned, he thought about it, and then said: "I don't remember seeing you, the famous clown."

"Oh, dear." The clown called affectionately: "You have no impression? I still clearly remember the talent you showed in front of me, and I always want to see you again."

He whispered a name: "Joseph Cole."

This name brought back Lin Feng's memory to the day when he went to Ferry's company to negotiate. The face in front of him perfectly coincided with the secretary's appearance.

His fingers trembled slightly: "You did it for me that day?"

At this moment, he was suddenly very glad that the other party was paying attention to him. You must know that it was Bruce who was with him at the time. If Bruce's identity was discovered...

Lin Feng did not dare to imagine such consequences.

Clown: "Of course, this is our wonderful encounter."

Lin Feng heaved a sigh of relief, Bruce is still safe now, his expression remained normal: "What do you want me to do?"

Joker: "You were young then, but now you're mature enough. I knew you would be a perfect villain."

Lin Feng suddenly felt that the clown knew too much, why did he know that he would become a 'villain' instead of a bad person?

Lin Feng: "What is your relationship with Hans Ferry?"

The clown tilted his head, as if he was teasing him: "What do you think? I still remember that guy begging for mercy at my feet in Arkham, not even a single hair of yours. It's a pity, I thought He's still useful."

Lin Feng's mouth was a little bit astringent, he already knew the result: "You killed him."

The clown sighed: "Hey, he is your loyal suitor, do you still have some nostalgia in your heart?"

The man threw a gun to him as he spoke, with malice in his eyes.

"Are you going to avenge him?"

Just as Lin Feng figured out the path he should take in the future, he rejected the clown's invitation without hesitation. This invitation was full of malice in his opinion.

"No need."

"Really?" The clown sighed, his tone was a little disappointed, and suddenly changed his tone: "Then what if I kill your friend named York?"

Saying so, the people behind suddenly pulled a tied man in from the door, and that man was York.

He pointed the gun at York's head: "What will you do then?"

The pupils on Lin Feng's calm face shrank.