20 seconds is not enough to urinate. Even if Russell flew into the sky with a dirty bomb, it would not stop Gotham from spreading radioactive substances.
After Bruce cursed, he did not continue to blame Russell. Time was tight and he wanted to do something more meaningful.
Bruce opened the buckle of the universal belt and took out two pieces of chocolate from the secret compartment. One was a irritating gas medicine bottle with a camouflage appearance, which could awaken a person from the powerful coma gas, and the other was really just chocolate.
Tearing apart the disguise, Bruce placed the medicine bottle under Miranda's nose, and the latter woke up leisurely: Bruce, where are you...amm?
Bruce grabbed Miranda's shoulder and said affectionately: Don't talk, kiss me!
Miranda didn't know what was going on yet, and when she heard this, she instinctively closed her eyes and raised her head slightly.
As the two were about to kiss each other, Russell broke into a squad and squeezed away Bruce: Go away, let me do it.
Bastard, what did you say?
Bruce was furious. How could someone else do this? The next second, his eyes dazzled. Russell took out the Edman alloy knife from behind his butt and raised the knife to Miranda.
Swish!Swish!Swish!
The sword and sword shadows were stacked, as fast as lightning, woven into a net. Miranda felt the cold air rushing to the face and thought she was going to die.
Russell's hand was fast, cutting off the iron hoop that imprisoned Miranda, grabbed her shoulder, shook his hand and threw it into Bruce's arms. Under the shocked gaze of the two, he waved his hand to open a door made of bones.
Bang!
Russell shouted softly, kicked the dirty bullet into it, and then merged the door tightly with the fastest speed.
Finally done...
Russell touched the cold sweat that did not exist on his head. Seeing Bruce and Miranda staring at him, he shrugged and said: What's wrong, do you want me to give you space to spend alone?
Bruce frowned when he heard this, loosened Miranda in his arms, and asked in confusion: Russell, where is that?
hell!
Russell sighed: I beat the son of hell some time ago, and then I was targeted by Satan. This door was his privilege to me.
Satan!!??
This name surprised Bruce. He had a rough understanding of the whole story of the Los Angeles incident. He did not question Russell was lying. He said cautiously: Satan, what are he... targeting you?
It's really unlucky...
Russell said without any pretentiousness: Satan sees that I am a qualified person... Bah, Satan has won some tricks, so he insists that I be his son, take over his position in the future and become the next "Satan"!
Bruce, you know me, a superhero who walks in the sun, fighting for love and peace, full of positive energy, right?
……
If you don’t speak, I will assume that you will default.
No, I think...
Bruce, don't interrupt me.
Russell continued: Let me go to the son of hell and take over the 'Satan's' class!How could this be possible? My bones turned into ashes. He had not woken up yet, so I rejected this unreasonable request on the spot and told him righteously that I was a good person!
Bruce: …
Sad sculpture, you tell the truth!
Satan didn't give up and opened a back door for me, so that I could freely travel between the world and hell. If I figured it out one day, I would become his successor...
Then when did you figure it out?
Bruce blurted out, and after saying that, he felt a little inappropriate, so he coughed lightly and changed his mouth: I mean, hell is indeed very messy, but will you throw the dirty bomb directly over and cause any dispute?
Russell shrugged: What does it matter? There are no living people there anyway.
Will Satan have no objection?
Well, probably not...
meeting!And there are many opinions!
The door of hell was opened again, and Satan, in a white suit, walked out of the door, holding a fishing rod in his hand.
Why are there fishing rods?
Russell was puzzled. Seeing that Satan was unhappy, he hurriedly waved his hand and greeted him politely: Dear Lord of Hell, what wind blows you?
A wind called nuclear radiation also carries strong radioactive material!
Satan threw the fishing rod on the ground and grabbed Russell's collar: Boy, I was fishing in the garden, but you suddenly threw a nuclear bomb in. The fish in the pond floated up, and I was fishing nonsense!
There are fish ponds in hell?Russell was shocked. The temperature in the ghost place where birds don’t poop is so high that it actually has a fish pond, which is incredible.
It is precisely because of this that this fish pond is very precious!
Uh, I have a friend who is super rich.
Idiot, what do I want money from the world to do?
What kind of burns?
Russell secretly complained, but he still didn't dare to say anything.
Satan sneered twice and suddenly approached Russell: The soul you threw in before is very good. If you have nine more, just forget about this matter.
Russell broke away from Satan's hand and said speechlessly: Tell me the truth, you made up the matter in the fish pond, right?
How is it possible? God knows that I never lie. If you don’t believe it, you can ask.
As Satan was talking, he suddenly sensed an interesting soul beside him. He turned his head slightly and saw Bruce, and immediately showed an interesting smile: Bruce Wayne, I have been following you for a while.How about it, should I be my son and inherit the position of Lord of Hell in the future?
Russell: …
Bruce and Miranda were stunned and looked at Russell in a wrong way. They admitted that Russell had not bragged before, and the son of hell was indeed true, but Russell did not say that everyone can be Ah!
It turns out to be a worthless bargain!
Satan and Batman nodded and smiled, feeling that he was not as interesting as Russell, and they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. They turned around and entered the gate of hell, and warned before leaving: Remember, don't throw some strange things in. High-quality souls are a different matter.
The Gate of Hell slowly merged. After Satan left, the conference room was silent for a moment, and the three of them had their own thoughts.
Russell was confused. If he had known that the son of hell was a mess, Satan would recognize his son whenever he met everyone, so he would not show off.
At the same time, I made up my mind and threw it into hell next time I encountered an ugly soul, and threw it into the body.
Bruce was silent for a moment, digesting the crazy and weird experience, walked to the clown, took out the special handcuffs from his universal belt, and fixed them in place.
Miranda swayed forward, hooked Bruce's neck, and tiptoed to give her a passionate kiss, but she never thought that she was pushed away by Bruce.
Russell's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly found a chair to sit down, looking forward to the subsequent plot development.
Bruce Wayne!?
Miranda was rejected when she threw herself into her arms and said the scumbag's name with gritted her teeth.
Bruce looked at Miranda coldly: You go, never go back to Gotham!
Ask you, you have loved each other, but the two have different positions. Even if they love each other, they cannot get together.
In fact, Bruce is already committing a crime to allow Miranda to leave, and the latter's actions are not an exaggeration to shoot a hundred times.
But who made him the master? Every time he accidentally let the beautiful criminal escape.
Bruce…No, Batman, you will regret it!
Miranda glanced at Bruce deeply, engraved the face in her heart, turned around and walked out of the conference room, and soon disappeared without a trace.
Although Miranda rarely showed up in this dirty bomb incident, it was Bain's biggest help for almost his success. Because of her beauty trick, Bain took the opportunity to defeat Bruce and broke his spine.
For Bruce, or Batman, Miranda has both love and hate, and she can't even tell which kind of relationship accounts for a greater proportion.
Before his death, Bruce wanted to kiss Miranda affectionately, which made Miranda feel excited and his hatred instantly disappeared.
However, after the crisis passed, Bruce suppressed his feelings, turned against him and drove her away from Gotham, and once again let her turn from love to hate, swearing to make Bruce regret it.
In the choice of love and Gotham, Bruce chose Gotham, because he is Batman!
Leaving the municipal building, Miranda looked back at the darkness behind her, hoping to see Bruce standing there, even if she didn't say anything, she would stay desperately, but nothing was there.
Wait, ruthless guy, wait for my revenge on you and your deep love for the city...
Miranda knew that she could not defeat Batman alone, let alone Russell, who was extremely powerful. Destroying Gotham was purely a delusion. She decided to wait until the most powerful assistant appeared.
Miranda has calculated the date. If it is not bad, her assistant will be born ten natural months later.
The situation is not complicated. At the beginning, the woman volunteered to conceive Bruce's flesh and blood because she realized that Bruce's heart belonged to Gotham, not to her.
So, after experiencing emotional injury, she chose to join forces with Bain to kill Bruce, destroy Gotham City, and take Bruce's children to fly away, and never be separated from you...
Now that the situation has changed, Bruce once again protected Gotham, Miranda's plan failed, no longer needed the crystallization of love, she needed a helper that Bruce could never defeat.
I can only say that women’s minds are too complicated!
Also, although she wanted to peel Bruce's cramps, as long as Bruce hooked her hands, she would immediately run back.
……
Russell looked at Bruce standing by the window peeking, and said contemptuously: Love Saint, if you regret it, it is still time to do it.Rush over and tell her not to talk and kiss you.
It's useless, she's very dangerous, and I can't change her!
Then lock her in the bat cave and tie it with iron chains. If more than a dozen little bats are born, her thoughts will be different...
Russell patted Bruce on the shoulder: If you are afraid that the butler will find out that it will damage his image of justice, there is no need for this at all. I bet he will definitely keep it confidential for you.
Bruce looked at Russell with a black look on his face, and he wandered around his mouth with hundreds of swear words. Finally, he snorted coldly, and the hook claw gun ejected out the window, and his body disappeared into the darkness.
The timid guy didn't know that the troubles came after letting the tiger go back to the mountain. Instead of waiting for her to take revenge later, it would be better...
Russell sneered, pressed the headset and started a private chat with Alfred: This is the death knell, is the butler there?
Mr. Deathkill, is there anything wrong?
I think it is necessary to discuss with you about Bruce Wayne's lifelong happiness and the future of the Wayne family.
Please say, I'm happy to serve you!Alfred immediately became enthusiastic.
Leave a secret address, only the kind you know, I will send someone over later.
After reporting the address, Alfred expressed his gratitude: Mr. Death Knell, I would like to express my gratitude to the Wayne family. I will trouble you later.
No thanks, you should guess that the butler, I did this to expose Bruce's hypocritical mask. To put it bluntly, I just wanted to see his joke.
Mr. Death Knell, I can’t agree with this sentence, but... Mr. Wayne is a bit too serious!
Hehehe... x2
At this moment, neither of them knew that it was not one person, but two people who were about to be sent by Russell.
After Bruce cursed, he did not continue to blame Russell. Time was tight and he wanted to do something more meaningful.
Bruce opened the buckle of the universal belt and took out two pieces of chocolate from the secret compartment. One was a irritating gas medicine bottle with a camouflage appearance, which could awaken a person from the powerful coma gas, and the other was really just chocolate.
Tearing apart the disguise, Bruce placed the medicine bottle under Miranda's nose, and the latter woke up leisurely: Bruce, where are you...amm?
Bruce grabbed Miranda's shoulder and said affectionately: Don't talk, kiss me!
Miranda didn't know what was going on yet, and when she heard this, she instinctively closed her eyes and raised her head slightly.
As the two were about to kiss each other, Russell broke into a squad and squeezed away Bruce: Go away, let me do it.
Bastard, what did you say?
Bruce was furious. How could someone else do this? The next second, his eyes dazzled. Russell took out the Edman alloy knife from behind his butt and raised the knife to Miranda.
Swish!Swish!Swish!
The sword and sword shadows were stacked, as fast as lightning, woven into a net. Miranda felt the cold air rushing to the face and thought she was going to die.
Russell's hand was fast, cutting off the iron hoop that imprisoned Miranda, grabbed her shoulder, shook his hand and threw it into Bruce's arms. Under the shocked gaze of the two, he waved his hand to open a door made of bones.
Bang!
Russell shouted softly, kicked the dirty bullet into it, and then merged the door tightly with the fastest speed.
Finally done...
Russell touched the cold sweat that did not exist on his head. Seeing Bruce and Miranda staring at him, he shrugged and said: What's wrong, do you want me to give you space to spend alone?
Bruce frowned when he heard this, loosened Miranda in his arms, and asked in confusion: Russell, where is that?
hell!
Russell sighed: I beat the son of hell some time ago, and then I was targeted by Satan. This door was his privilege to me.
Satan!!??
This name surprised Bruce. He had a rough understanding of the whole story of the Los Angeles incident. He did not question Russell was lying. He said cautiously: Satan, what are he... targeting you?
It's really unlucky...
Russell said without any pretentiousness: Satan sees that I am a qualified person... Bah, Satan has won some tricks, so he insists that I be his son, take over his position in the future and become the next "Satan"!
Bruce, you know me, a superhero who walks in the sun, fighting for love and peace, full of positive energy, right?
……
If you don’t speak, I will assume that you will default.
No, I think...
Bruce, don't interrupt me.
Russell continued: Let me go to the son of hell and take over the 'Satan's' class!How could this be possible? My bones turned into ashes. He had not woken up yet, so I rejected this unreasonable request on the spot and told him righteously that I was a good person!
Bruce: …
Sad sculpture, you tell the truth!
Satan didn't give up and opened a back door for me, so that I could freely travel between the world and hell. If I figured it out one day, I would become his successor...
Then when did you figure it out?
Bruce blurted out, and after saying that, he felt a little inappropriate, so he coughed lightly and changed his mouth: I mean, hell is indeed very messy, but will you throw the dirty bomb directly over and cause any dispute?
Russell shrugged: What does it matter? There are no living people there anyway.
Will Satan have no objection?
Well, probably not...
meeting!And there are many opinions!
The door of hell was opened again, and Satan, in a white suit, walked out of the door, holding a fishing rod in his hand.
Why are there fishing rods?
Russell was puzzled. Seeing that Satan was unhappy, he hurriedly waved his hand and greeted him politely: Dear Lord of Hell, what wind blows you?
A wind called nuclear radiation also carries strong radioactive material!
Satan threw the fishing rod on the ground and grabbed Russell's collar: Boy, I was fishing in the garden, but you suddenly threw a nuclear bomb in. The fish in the pond floated up, and I was fishing nonsense!
There are fish ponds in hell?Russell was shocked. The temperature in the ghost place where birds don’t poop is so high that it actually has a fish pond, which is incredible.
It is precisely because of this that this fish pond is very precious!
Uh, I have a friend who is super rich.
Idiot, what do I want money from the world to do?
What kind of burns?
Russell secretly complained, but he still didn't dare to say anything.
Satan sneered twice and suddenly approached Russell: The soul you threw in before is very good. If you have nine more, just forget about this matter.
Russell broke away from Satan's hand and said speechlessly: Tell me the truth, you made up the matter in the fish pond, right?
How is it possible? God knows that I never lie. If you don’t believe it, you can ask.
As Satan was talking, he suddenly sensed an interesting soul beside him. He turned his head slightly and saw Bruce, and immediately showed an interesting smile: Bruce Wayne, I have been following you for a while.How about it, should I be my son and inherit the position of Lord of Hell in the future?
Russell: …
Bruce and Miranda were stunned and looked at Russell in a wrong way. They admitted that Russell had not bragged before, and the son of hell was indeed true, but Russell did not say that everyone can be Ah!
It turns out to be a worthless bargain!
Satan and Batman nodded and smiled, feeling that he was not as interesting as Russell, and they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. They turned around and entered the gate of hell, and warned before leaving: Remember, don't throw some strange things in. High-quality souls are a different matter.
The Gate of Hell slowly merged. After Satan left, the conference room was silent for a moment, and the three of them had their own thoughts.
Russell was confused. If he had known that the son of hell was a mess, Satan would recognize his son whenever he met everyone, so he would not show off.
At the same time, I made up my mind and threw it into hell next time I encountered an ugly soul, and threw it into the body.
Bruce was silent for a moment, digesting the crazy and weird experience, walked to the clown, took out the special handcuffs from his universal belt, and fixed them in place.
Miranda swayed forward, hooked Bruce's neck, and tiptoed to give her a passionate kiss, but she never thought that she was pushed away by Bruce.
Russell's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly found a chair to sit down, looking forward to the subsequent plot development.
Bruce Wayne!?
Miranda was rejected when she threw herself into her arms and said the scumbag's name with gritted her teeth.
Bruce looked at Miranda coldly: You go, never go back to Gotham!
Ask you, you have loved each other, but the two have different positions. Even if they love each other, they cannot get together.
In fact, Bruce is already committing a crime to allow Miranda to leave, and the latter's actions are not an exaggeration to shoot a hundred times.
But who made him the master? Every time he accidentally let the beautiful criminal escape.
Bruce…No, Batman, you will regret it!
Miranda glanced at Bruce deeply, engraved the face in her heart, turned around and walked out of the conference room, and soon disappeared without a trace.
Although Miranda rarely showed up in this dirty bomb incident, it was Bain's biggest help for almost his success. Because of her beauty trick, Bain took the opportunity to defeat Bruce and broke his spine.
For Bruce, or Batman, Miranda has both love and hate, and she can't even tell which kind of relationship accounts for a greater proportion.
Before his death, Bruce wanted to kiss Miranda affectionately, which made Miranda feel excited and his hatred instantly disappeared.
However, after the crisis passed, Bruce suppressed his feelings, turned against him and drove her away from Gotham, and once again let her turn from love to hate, swearing to make Bruce regret it.
In the choice of love and Gotham, Bruce chose Gotham, because he is Batman!
Leaving the municipal building, Miranda looked back at the darkness behind her, hoping to see Bruce standing there, even if she didn't say anything, she would stay desperately, but nothing was there.
Wait, ruthless guy, wait for my revenge on you and your deep love for the city...
Miranda knew that she could not defeat Batman alone, let alone Russell, who was extremely powerful. Destroying Gotham was purely a delusion. She decided to wait until the most powerful assistant appeared.
Miranda has calculated the date. If it is not bad, her assistant will be born ten natural months later.
The situation is not complicated. At the beginning, the woman volunteered to conceive Bruce's flesh and blood because she realized that Bruce's heart belonged to Gotham, not to her.
So, after experiencing emotional injury, she chose to join forces with Bain to kill Bruce, destroy Gotham City, and take Bruce's children to fly away, and never be separated from you...
Now that the situation has changed, Bruce once again protected Gotham, Miranda's plan failed, no longer needed the crystallization of love, she needed a helper that Bruce could never defeat.
I can only say that women’s minds are too complicated!
Also, although she wanted to peel Bruce's cramps, as long as Bruce hooked her hands, she would immediately run back.
……
Russell looked at Bruce standing by the window peeking, and said contemptuously: Love Saint, if you regret it, it is still time to do it.Rush over and tell her not to talk and kiss you.
It's useless, she's very dangerous, and I can't change her!
Then lock her in the bat cave and tie it with iron chains. If more than a dozen little bats are born, her thoughts will be different...
Russell patted Bruce on the shoulder: If you are afraid that the butler will find out that it will damage his image of justice, there is no need for this at all. I bet he will definitely keep it confidential for you.
Bruce looked at Russell with a black look on his face, and he wandered around his mouth with hundreds of swear words. Finally, he snorted coldly, and the hook claw gun ejected out the window, and his body disappeared into the darkness.
The timid guy didn't know that the troubles came after letting the tiger go back to the mountain. Instead of waiting for her to take revenge later, it would be better...
Russell sneered, pressed the headset and started a private chat with Alfred: This is the death knell, is the butler there?
Mr. Deathkill, is there anything wrong?
I think it is necessary to discuss with you about Bruce Wayne's lifelong happiness and the future of the Wayne family.
Please say, I'm happy to serve you!Alfred immediately became enthusiastic.
Leave a secret address, only the kind you know, I will send someone over later.
After reporting the address, Alfred expressed his gratitude: Mr. Death Knell, I would like to express my gratitude to the Wayne family. I will trouble you later.
No thanks, you should guess that the butler, I did this to expose Bruce's hypocritical mask. To put it bluntly, I just wanted to see his joke.
Mr. Death Knell, I can’t agree with this sentence, but... Mr. Wayne is a bit too serious!
Hehehe... x2
At this moment, neither of them knew that it was not one person, but two people who were about to be sent by Russell.
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