[Zhongyingmei] Vampires also want to fall in love

Batman stood in the shadows, with several wailing men curled up at his feet.One of the men kept vomiting blood. This was the injury caused by his partner who accidentally attacked Batman with a crowbar before. The man who failed the attack was not much better than him. Most of Batman's attacks fell on the He looked worse than the man vomiting blood.

Warlock licked his lips and emerged from the darkness, appearing quietly and mysteriously like so many nights in the past.

Batman's whole body was shrouded in shadow, only the cold light of his batsuit flickered occasionally.

Obviously he was the one who broke the tacit understanding between the two of them not to meet each other first, but now he is the one who is silent, as if it wasn't him who made people come out out of temper just now.

"You are very strange and dangerous today." Warlock took a few steps towards Batman, the smell of blood rushing into his nostrils tickled his heart.

Since he came to Gotham, he has only eaten blood once, and it was Cain who prepared it for him in advance.At other times, he was restraining his appetite. His taste was taken away by Cain, and ordinary blood didn't look good at all.

After being baptized by Aziraphale's light power, Warlock lost a lot of dark power, and the direct consequence of the reaction to his body was that he was hungry.As he moved closer to Batman, he could more clearly discern where the smell of the food that attracted him came from.

There are all kinds of poisonous and non-toxic materials in the food of modern people. Impurities will inevitably remain in the blood after long-term consumption.

When you must catch food, you must either look for people who are good at food and clothing, or raise a group of blood slaves to ensure the purity of your food.

For example, the man lying on the ground vomiting blood will be immediately excluded from the food ranks. His blood is poisonous, and it can be known that he is an addict without testing.

Batman pursed his lips into a line, staring straight at Warlock's movements.When Warlock approached, Batman took a few steps back subconsciously, keeping a relatively safe distance from Warlock.

"What on earth do you want to do? Gotham doesn't need non-humans to intervene." Batman's extremely low voice was filled with imperceptible irritability.

Perhaps it was because Warlock said without a trace of concealment in the theater today that he bought the Gotham Theater, or maybe it was because he remembered the gunshot on the rainy night when he was eight years old, and Batman ignited a long-suppressed anger in his heart.

A mentor once wanted to teach him to reconcile with anger, but he failed to do so. He just completely suppressed the anger deep in his heart and dealt with everything with absolute reason and indifference.

Warlock's teacher who played classical rock ignited his anger with music, and he couldn't imagine how bad things would have been if he hadn't left in time.

He tried to calm down by pouring out his anger on these people who committed crimes in Gotham, and he succeeded and failed.

Batman thought he could chat with Warlock calmly, but when he saw Warlock's two-color mask, his reason broke instantly.

He didn't understand why Warlock had to intervene in Gotham.Warlock Dowling seems to want to make Gotham better, but he never resisted checks from Gotham's old families when doing charity, and he didn't actually operate against Gotham's black industry.

The gray angels are active in Gotham at night, and many Gotham people have already started chatting about "the guy with one gray wing", seeing that a new Gotham legend is about to be born.

It seems that he is acting chivalrously, punishing rape and eradicating evil, but a summary of what he does shows that he always intervenes in the theft and robbery of the gangsters with no background or the bottom of the gang, and the illegal smuggling and trafficking Items he just can't see.

Batman sees distortions and contradictions in Warlock's behavior, like the mask Warlock always wears at night, he is not as good and pure as he appears.

The people of Gotham only saw his angelic compassion, but Batman saw his devilish smile on the other side.

Warlock didn't know how deeply Batman had analyzed him. He kicked the bastard lying motionless on the ground, and the bastard who just mentioned the wound moved his body, and uttered bloody ravings from his throat.

"This is not a good place to chat, maybe we can find an open place to talk."

Batman grabbed Warlock by the shoulders in surprise, threw a hook gun and led him to the top of a tall building.

Batman's arms were hard and powerful, holding Warlock tightly to his side like steel, as if worried that Warlock would escape again.

It was the first time that Warlock was so close to Batman. The special material of the batsuit could not stop the temperature of Batman's body, nor could it prevent the smell of blood from spreading.

This is an unspeakable torture for Warlock. He can bite Batman just by tilting his head, and he can taste the delicacy that has attracted his entire night watch.

Imagining the deliciousness of eating on Batman's body, Warlock only felt his heart beating faster and faster. The only question was whether he would be completely classified into the hostile camp by Batman after he was presumptuous.

Moving in mid-air with a hook gun requires a high degree of concentration, and everything around him loses its sense of existence. In addition to the whistling wind, Batman hears an unfamiliar sound, another person's heartbeat.

Batman took Warlock down to the top of the tall building, and rolled a few times on the ground holding Warlock in order to buffer.The batsuit, which was already covered in dust and scratches, looked dirty and torn, but Warlock's clothes were still as clean as new after being tumbled.

However, Batman didn't pay attention to the problem of the clothes. After receiving the cloak that Mr. Dowling entrusted Gordon to send back to "Batman" from Gordon, he knew that Warlock Dowling's clothes had special functions. Dust, water and water attacks.

What Batman saw was the pair of shining golden eyes under Warlock's mask. This time, Warlock didn't put lenses on the mask, and the longing and joy in his eyes were exposed to Batman's eyes.

Batman suddenly remembered how familiar the sound of the heartbeat just now was. When he saw Rachel, his heart beat extremely fast. When he was Bruce Wayne, the hearts of girls who were bewitched by President Wayne's charm would also speed up.

Reminiscent of Warlock Dowling's praise of Batman in public, a weird and logical answer appeared in Batman's mind.

Could it be that Warlock Dowling likes Batman?

Batman stood up a little stiffly, his violent mood was replaced by disbelief and absurdity, but fortunately the mask could perfectly hide his true emotions.

Warlock's eyes flashed regret and a little disappointment when Batman let him go, which seemed to confirm Batman's suspicions.

"Actually, my purpose in coming to Gotham is not that complicated. It's just because of a mission. After the mission is over, I feel that this place is good, so I stay here. I like this place, and I like the people here."

Warlock patted the cloak, obviously there was no dust, he just felt that patting made him feel better.

"You said Gotham doesn't need non-human beings, but that's what you mean, not Gotham."

Warlock stood quietly opposite Batman, the moonlight refracted on the blond hair and shone into Batman's black clump, as if it could light up part of the shadow.

"I knew you before I came. Your actions run counter to your thoughts, and you use darkness and fear to promote light. As for me, my situation is somewhat similar to yours, but I am not as determined as you..."

"...you have paid a lot for this city, but the people in this city will not thank you devoutly for what you have done for them..."

"...They will never know who is guarding them in a peaceful night, they will only complain when they encounter things, but they will do nothing..."

"...I admit that my purpose of doing good deeds is not pure, but I really hope to help you, even a little..."

Warlock spoke earnestly, he perfectly learned Crowley's half-true speaking skills, and he seemed so sincere.His love and admiration for Batman is true, and it is also true that the purpose of doing good deeds is not pure, and there is no contradiction between the two.

Batman calmly listened to Warlock's "analysis" of his heart. Even if he suspected that Warlock Dowling liked Batman and wanted to imitate Batman and become a vigilante, he would not completely let go of his vigilance against him.

In a sense, Warlock's interpretation of Batman is the interpretation of the Batman in his mind.Batman guards the city of Gotham, and the people of Gotham are part of Gotham, but not all of Gotham.

Batman doesn't care what Gotham people think of Batman. The meaning of his existence is to fight and deter criminals. The day Gotham is on track is the day Batman leaves.

Hearing Warlock complaining about Batman because Gotham people don't understand Batman, Batman finds it funny but also a little sour in his heart.

"I don't need it." Batman quickly adjusted his mood, his tone was as indifferent as ever, "I just need to be feared, and that's enough."

Warlock thought of the videotape he watched before, and the Batman who yelled "I am fear, I am revenge, and I am the night knight" is far more energetic than now, and it can be seen that there is a living person under the bat suit. The current Batman Like a pool of stagnant water, it seems that nothing can cause waves.

He understood that nothing he said could impress Batman, so he could only compromise: "In short, I have no malicious intentions towards you and Gotham."

Warlock wanted to say something, but felt his stomach burning, and closed his mouth, frowning and pressing his stomach.

Batman knew that Warlock had an upset stomach when he saw the position where Warlock was covering his hands. In the past, when he was traveling, he often ate and forgot a meal, and finally got a stomach problem. After returning to Gotham, he finally recuperated.He could fully understand why Warlock suddenly didn't speak, and Warlock was already very good at maintaining his demeanor.

He hesitated and tapped his belt, took out two burgers from the belt, and handed one to Warlock.

There is no real evidence that Warlock Dowling is a bad guy, and Batman can't turn a blind eye to those in need.

"Do non-humans also have stomach pains? I thought your physical fitness is stronger than humans."

Warlock had seen Batman take out various weapons and tools from his bat belt, but this was the first time he took out food, and judging from the packaging, he knew that it should be Batman's own.

"It's not a stomach problem, it's just that I'm hungry." Warlock opened the hidden button of the mask, and the lower half of the mask was undone from the upper half of the mask, revealing a delicate chin and somewhat pale lips.

He took a small bite of the burger and was amazed by the pickles inside. Warlock tasted it for a while before continuing: "Your character is different from what I imagined, but I like this Batman too."

Batman chewed silently, and ate up the whole burger before opening his mouth: "In the future, you will find that not only Batman is different from what you imagined, but also Gotham."

The author says:

Warlock: (Looking longingly) Ah, I'm so hungry, I want to bite.

Batman: He openly supports Batman, he chases Batman, he complains for Batman, his heart beats fast when he gets close to Batman... There is only one truth, he must like Batman.