The correct way to attack the villain

Chapter 116

Song Mo's body temperature has always been low, and even now there is thin sweat on his forehead, his lips are still cold.But men are the opposite.

The temperature of the palm resting on the back of the head is transmitted to the nerves through the scalp, the skin through the blue suit shirt is very hot, the lips are very hot, the tongue is very hot, the temperature of the whole body is frighteningly high, like magma poured from the head, it will burn people Even the bones of the belt were burnt.

The carnival fireworks outside the window made the room flickering. Song Mo was kissed until his head was dizzy. In a trance, he felt that the embroidery on the bed curtain was like fireworks. The warm breath on his face was the summer sea breeze in Gotham Harbor. The bang bang sound is a clown in exaggerated stage makeup with a bomb bombing indiscriminately.

The whole of Gotham was bombed into rubble.

Only the person in front of him bent down and knelt on one knee, encircling him in the middle.

The man let go of him until the oxygen in his lungs was almost exhausted. He didn't look up, and kissed the young man's cheeks flushed red from alcohol along the corner of his mouth, then the pear dimple, and then came to the ear, gently Said lightly.

"are you sleepy?"

Song Mo couldn't tell whether he was sleepy or not. His brain was like a mess and he had stopped thinking. He nodded subconsciously, and mumbled something in the man's ear.

Bruce didn't hear clearly, it seemed to be uncomfortable, or something else.He looked away.

The tulips on the bedside table stood up at some point, pushing up the white bed curtain beside the bed.

It was the tulip that Song Mo had secretly raised for 18 years. He hadn't shown it to others yet, so he was a little embarrassed: "I can—"

Before he finished speaking, Tulip was touched by someone through the bed curtain.The young man wanted to reach out to stop him, but the bed curtain had already been lifted.

Song Mo has watched some tulip breeding videos, and he is very envious of others who can grow black tulips, or red or yellow tulips, but his one is particularly disappointing and pale pink, and it is still green after 18 years of cultivation The ground is half closed, and there is no trace of blooming at all.

He was afraid that Bruce would laugh at him that he didn't know how to grow tulips, so he couldn't help bending his arms to cover his eyes, not daring to look at him.

Apparently Bruce's floriculture skills are a notch higher than his.

The big hand with clear joints and thin calluses went up the stem of the tulip, touched the top of the flower bud, then curled up his fingers, and gently opened the closed petals.

The tulips bloomed after a shake.

Bruce probably didn't expect him to be able to drive so early, so he froze on the spot, looking at the young man with his chest heaving violently, dumbfounded.

Even if he was drunk, Song Mo felt it.

Very embarrassing.

He shouldn't show tulips to others.

He stopped planting.

The young man turned sideways, resting his forehead on the man's arm next to him, the corners of his eyes were red: "I'm going to sleep."

Bruce smiled, straightened up after dealing with everything, and tucked the quilt for the young man: "Go to sleep."

After speaking, he turned off the bedside lamp, and after dealing with the problem of another black tulip, he changed into clean clothes and went to the Batcave.

Facts have proved that it is not empty talk that Hyperion is said to have surpassed the technological level of the earth for 3000 years, at least the core brain on the ship is enough to match this title.

Bat fighters, winches, and armed submarines are dispatched in three lines. As long as the opponent is not a tricky character like Poison Ivy or Bane, it can even solve crimes in more than six different locations at the same time.

But there are always problems that the brain cannot solve.

"There has just been a riot at the South Hinckley Oceanarium. Mr. Bruce, I tracked down the planner. It seems that some villain from Central City is here. I think you may need to come over."

After Bangya finished speaking, he called up a data map, which contained all the on-site information sorted out and the photos of the behind-the-scenes hands he found along the data. Bruce recognized the identity of the thinker in the photos almost at a glance.

As early as the person from Central City planned to move to Gotham temporarily, Gotham seemed to be targeted by some foreign forces. This time he asked Alfred to go to Central City to help collect information in this regard, but that Not his ultimate goal.

"By the way, about Atlantis, I still have some materials kept in the Destiny Library, and I have sent them to your mailbox."

After Bruce changed his suit, he directly connected to the core brain of the Batmobile and said so.

Bruce was not surprised that Bangya would read the file information in him after gaining control of the Batcave, and he didn't feel that any secret was stolen.Although he didn't know the reason, he always felt that this core brain was a little defensive against him.

A long time ago, he thought that he alone could protect Gotham, but as the enemy became stronger and stronger in the past two years, his somewhat arrogant concept began to change.

In particular, destiny is not something he can fight against alone.

The Batmobile left the Batcave and drove, and all the scene conditions along the way would be fed back through the virtual light screen. Bruce didn't even need to ask, Hubrian's core brain would automatically screen out key information for identification.

This somewhat made the 10-minute journey a little boring.

Bruce switched to autopilot mode and stared at the screen on the light screen seriously: "Bunya."

Bangya: "You say."

Batman: "Is there anything Song Mo likes?"

The core intellectual brain who thought Bruce was going to ask some important on-site situation: "????? Why are you asking this?"

Probably the richest man in Gotham, who is in love, finally realized that if he will be with Song Mo in the future, then his previous performance was really bad.

Especially since he can't think of any way to make up for it, because the first thing he can think of is always to buy something, an unlimited card, a signed blank check, the most expensive villa in the Diamond District, or simply send a bat warplane.

But what the clown wants the Bat-fighter to do, he can't drive the Bat-fighter around as openly as he drove the fighter that Osborne gave him.

Bruce Wayne still looked at the light screen, his serious expression showed that he was indeed paying attention to the situation on the scene, but he said another thing: "I don't know his preferences very well."

Bangya wanted to say that Song Mo's preferences were so simple.

He can masturbate all day to a Batman pillow.

But as a bat ugly black fan, not only could he not say that, he also had a strong sense of crisis.

"You just now..." Bang Yaxin had complicated feelings, "Did something happen with the captain?"

Batman showed his calm chin outside his mask, even his expression and tone didn't change: "Nothing."

But this kind of calm reaction cannot be fooled by the core intellectual brain that has surpassed the technological level of the earth by 3000 years. Bangya can even detect the obvious surge of dopamine secretion from his body surface, another way of saying it.

It's just a sudden start to emit some kind of male hormone.

Batman: "Just planted a tulip."

Bangya: "??????"

The matter at the aquarium was quickly resolved with the appearance of Batman himself, and Bangya no longer interfered with other matters. After suppressing the South Hinckley District, he returned to Song Mo.

Alfred rushed back to Wayne Manor before dawn the next day. He went to the Batcave immediately, and went to the master bedroom after he didn't find Bruce.

As soon as the door was opened, a smell of alcohol came to the face.Bruce hadn't been drunk for a long time, and the old butler couldn't help but frowned when he thought of how he suddenly called him to sober up last night.

The person on the bed turned over at this moment, and the old butler managed to see clearly the sleeping person above through the dim light from outside the curtain.It wasn't Bruce Wayne with his upper body naked, but Song Mo who was sleeping flushed in his nightgown.

Alfred: "!!!"

The old butler silently closed the door again softly, stood at the door for a while, countless thoughts flashed through the mind of the old butler who was over sixty years old and was called a bad old man by Bruce, and then.

Bruce, who had just finished washing, came out of the next room.

The master and servant who had been together for decades just looked at each other for several seconds across the corridor.

Alfred was heartbroken: "If you came out of the master bedroom, I think I should be able to rest in peace in my old age, young master."

Bruce Wayne: "..."

The man turned around and walked into the study: "...Let's talk about the Central City first."

Song Mo didn't wake up until twelve o'clock at noon. The first hangover reaction in his life would not have much impact on the mutant, but it still made him a little dizzy.The young man stood up pressing his temples, and sat on the bed with a blank head for nearly 10 minutes before his brain resumed functioning.

He turned his head and glanced to the side, and the tulips on the bed were blooming enthusiastically and dazzlingly even without soil.

The memories of last night flooded into his head like a flood.

Song Mo: "..."

At this moment, Bangya's voice came from his mind: "I think I need to know what happened last night, Captain."

Song Mo was speechless.

He felt that there might be a train in his head, otherwise how could he explain that all he could hear was the voice of Kuaiqiu now.

The young man who just got up from the bed slowly lay back face down.On the pillow was a refreshing scent of a certain brand of shampoo, exactly the same he smelled from Bruce most of the time.

The green leather train in my mind suddenly turned into a steam train.

Running like smoke.

So when Bruce pushed open the door of the master bedroom, what he saw was the young man lying on the bed trying to suffocate himself.There was a smile in his eyes, he didn't enter the room, and leaned against the door frame: "Alfred made lunch for you." The man glanced at the wall clock on the wall, "You can go back to sleep after eating."

Song Mo turned his head, half of his face was still buried in the soft pillow, his eyes moved away after touching the man at the door, and after more than ten seconds, he got up on the bed, kicking his beloved big Slippers went into the bathroom.

He stood in front of the sink and brushed his teeth without closing the door. Diagonally across from him was Bruce Wayne standing at the door. The man was still leaning on the door frame and looking at him.After piercing that layer of window paper, the eyes that were originally business-like became no longer restrained.

Song Mo has been stared at by many people. He was stared at by Otto, Yanhua, and Destiny Cultists when he was in Destiny, and he was stared at by Old Jack after he came to Earth. Superheroes stare.

There has never been a more numb scalp than now, all the way down the spine to the tailbone.

He can only pretend to touch his toothpaste and toothbrush nonchalantly.

Bruce watched the young man in front of the sink squeeze out the toothpaste tremblingly with eyelashes, wet the toothbrush, the black bamboo charcoal toothbrush was in stark contrast to the white teeth, and it came in and out of the rosy lips.

The man's eyes dimmed, but he finally looked away.

No one knows exactly who makes people more difficult to parry.

After saying again that he remembered to come down for lunch, Bruce turned and went downstairs.The gaze on his back finally disappeared, Song Mo heaved a sigh of relief, and stretched out his other hand to support the sink, feeling his feet were a little soft.

Bangya looked at the young man who was about to turn into a puddle of spring water.

Bat Chou's black fans suffered a crushing defeat.