living room.

The lights are bright, and the dark night is like day.

The bright and clean floor can clearly reflect people's shadows, which seems to be much more useful than some mirrors.

This kind of environment is not suitable for wearing skirts.

Hong Fei looked at the ground and thought silently.

At this time, there were four people in the room, and they were not very spread out, but no one spoke.

The Flash, who was paralyzed by the electric shock, sat curled up in the corner, his face buried in his lap, motionless.

Bruce kept winking at Alfred.

Alfred was holding black tea, as if there was something in the light red tea soup that could make him fully immersed in it.

Hong Fei looked at the ground.

The atmosphere was eerily silent.

In the end, it was up to our Mr. Wayne to break the silence himself.

"Mr. Hong, if you want to visit, you can tell me directly. There is no need to let a child rush in..."

Hong Fei raised his head and said calmly: "I can't help it. He is your fan, but he has never dared to approach you, so in order to strengthen his courage, I asked him to come to you and ask for an autograph."

"Come to me for an autograph in the middle of the night?"

"As we all know, Batman only comes out at night. Any questions?"

Bruce rubbed his eyebrows.

Hong Fei's eyes fell on his bat armor again, and he said enthusiastically: "Don't worry about those little things. But your armor today looks very impressive, doesn't it?"

Apart from him, I'm afraid no one would think that breaking into Batman's house would be a trivial matter.

But Bruce couldn't argue with that.

At least now he still doesn't think he can beat this man.

So he naturally followed Hong Fei's words and said, "Thanks to the steel armor you sold me."

"Really? Now you also find that you are definitely not at a loss. That is my Iron Man's classic. But it seems that you haven't finished it all yet?"

"Well, almost."

"Tell me what's wrong, maybe I can help you design it?"

"No need, I already have some ideas."

"Okay, but you actually refused me. You will definitely regret it in the future."

"If I regret it, I will look for you in the future."

"The price will not be what it is now."

"It doesn't matter, I'm not short of money."

Bruce succeeded in chatting to death.

Then, Hong Fei stood up, stretched, and said, "It's getting late. You should rest early. Let's go."

Bruce nodded, and Alfred finally stood up: "Mr. Hong, let me see you off."

Hong Fei smiled and nodded, stepped forward and lightly kicked Barry's calf: "Get up and let's go."

Barry stood up slowly, but his head was still lowered.

Alfred walked all the way to the gate, then stopped, took out his business cards from his arms and handed them to Hong Fei and Barry respectively. At the same time, he said politely: "Two gentlemen, if you still want to come in the future, you can give them to me first.

Call and I can send a vehicle to pick you up."

Hong Fei put away his business card generously: "No problem, thank you!"

Seeing that Barry was hesitant to take it, Hong Fei simply took his piece and turned around to leave.

Barry then quickly followed up.

Alfred watched the two people disappear from the end of his field of vision, and then turned around and returned to the room.

Bruce had already walked out of the armor at this time, while the armor stood directly aside, like a brave and loyal guard.

After closing the door, Alfred said bluntly: "Master, your temper has improved a lot today."

Bruce glanced at him angrily.

Alfred couldn't help but smile: "If you can maintain this attitude all the time, then I think Gotham people's evaluation of Bruce Wayne will improve a lot."

"Okay, Alfred, I know what you want to say. The fact is that I am not sure I can defeat him yet."

"he is great?"

"Very powerful, and I suspect he is similar to Superman."

Alfred's eyebrows moved, "It's hard to tell. He looks like an ordinary person. At most, he looks handsome."

"That's the problem, right? From the outside, he doesn't look as oppressive as some people, but I know he's really strong."

"Master, with all due respect. I think your attitude towards him is different from that towards other people."

Bruce pursed his lips and said after a long time: "He told me a lot of things. Although I don't agree with it, I can't deny that his thoughts have certain possibilities."

"But you can't let him go."

"Yes."

"Master, you can't beat him."

"So I'm not rushing to pursue his criminal behavior."

"He is a star police officer. Well, he is the youngest captain of the Queens Police Department in New York City. Master, he has indeed solved many cases in the past three months."

"Yes. But you didn't say that he turned the entire New York gang into his own private property in the past three months."

"I won't say it because he has banned anything that is compulsory, insulting or poisonous. Now anyone who dares to sell laundry detergent in New York will have his hands chopped off by his gang first after being caught.

, and then threw it together with the evidence at the door of the police station." At this point, Alfred couldn't help laughing again: "Master, his gangster did something similar to you."

Upon hearing this, Bruce stood up directly and suddenly changed the topic: "Book a ticket for me to go to Paris at noon tomorrow. That woman shows up again. I have to go see her."

"No problem, Master, but I hope you can remember that according to our analysis, he has already met that woman."

Bruce didn't look back: "So what?"

Alfred: "I just don't want the young master of the Wayne family to get into a fight with someone he can't fight because of a woman."

Bruce turned to stare at Alfred.

Alfred looked kind and kind.

"Afu, your words are really making me more and more uneasy."

"It is my pleasure, Master."

…

"look up."

Upon hearing this, Barry immediately raised his head, but his eyes were evasive.

"Look directly at me."

Barry struggled for a moment and finally dared to look at Hong Fei, but the frustration and panic in his eyes could not be concealed.

Hong Fei narrowed his eyes: "Why, this won't work?"

Barry dared not say a word.

"answer me!"

"Yes, sir, I...I, I'm sorry, I failed!"

"Then do you know why you failed?"

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"I don't know." Barry shook his head in frustration and lowered his head again.

"One last time, hold your head up!"

Barry looked up sharply.

Hong Fei sneered: "First, you have slowed down."

"I……"

"Shut up."

"yes!"

"I don't understand why you slowed down. Even if you wake them up, it doesn't matter. With your speed, you can still complete the two things I told you. If Bruce wakes up, it will be the same if you knock him out with a stick and then shoot.

, but you didn’t.”
To be continued...