Bruce Wayne was in a terrible mood.

Very bad.

If something really happened to Diana, then he was absolutely responsible for it.

It was he who contacted Diana and asked her to recruit Beckett;

It was he who mistakenly identified Beckett as of Nordic descent.

"Wait, Bruce...... Bruce wayne? What happened? ”

Barry Allen, who had not forgotten to quickly fasten his seatbelt in a hurry, spoke with a trembling voice.

It's really Bruce Wayne who stepped on the accelerator too scary.

The supercar's performance was stretched to the extreme on Canterlot Road, and the engine roared like Bruce Wayne was in the worst mood at the moment.

He wanted to roar, but he couldn't.

He's Bruce Wayne, he's Batman.

Restraining one's emotions is the key to Batman's ability to never fall and soar over Gotham.

Not every superhero can guarantee that he won't get angry when facing the crazy people in Gotham, but Bruce Wayne did.

Although many people in Gotham scoffed at his actions.

After all, while he has created fear in the hearts of Gotham criminals, the number of good-talking people in Arkham Asylum has increased.

"Barry, let me ask you, are you familiar with Greek mythology?"

Unconsciously Bruce Wayne used Batman's unique voice.

"Greek mythology? Of course, don't look at me like this, in fact, when I was in school, I liked to read extracurricular books, such as Captain Jack, Captain Rubingson, Desert Island Survival, etc. ”

Speaking at the speed of a machine gun, Balabala found that he didn't seem to be responding to Bruce Wayne's question head-on. Barry Allen paused for half a second and forcibly broke the topic back: "I mean, I'm actually quite broad. ”

"That's good."

After leaving a sentence that left Barry Allen scratching his head, Bruce Wayne never spoke again.

The expressionless low air pressure made Barry Allen, who wanted to say something a few times, hold back the words back into his stomach.

[Son of the Titans, why do you go to check out books about Norse mythology?] 】

[Does the Titans have anything in common with the Norse gods?] 】

If you don't look through the information, even Bruce Wayne can't imagine for a while that the Sons of the Titans will have anything to do with the Norse gods.

"It's here, get off."

With the sound of the tires rubbing against the ground, the supercar body that glistened in the sun finally stopped roaring.

"Uh-oh."

Barry Allen, who was in a state of confusion the whole time, nodded, got out of the car and followed Bruce Wayne into the private jet that had been waiting here for a long time.

"Cool~"

"So where are we going now? Kansas? ”

Boarding the private jet of one of the world's richest people for the first time in his life, Barry Allen's eyes were full of excitement.

While he didn't know why Bruce Wayne asked him if he knew Greek mythology, he could be sure that the private jet was never flying to Gotham.

"That's right, go to Kansas and meet up with another guy on our team."

Bruce Wayne looked out the window at the white clouds and took a sip of the wine.

"Who is it?"

"Diana, Greek demigod."

After a glass of wine, Alfred, the base's butler, had sent all the books on Greek and Norse mythology he could collect so far to Bruce's laptop.

With its sheer size and wide variety of names, Bruce Wayne has a bit of a headache to watch.

Although he has a memory and reading ability that is far beyond ordinary people, it is not easy to eat this set of materials in a short time.

The more he came into contact with the dark side of the world and the more battles he experienced, Bruce Wayne finally had to admit what the madman had said to him.

The more scheming a person is, the more he will fail at the unforeseen.

People, after all, still have limits.

Far from it, just take the recent Doomsday event as an example.

Both Superman and Diana can live with the monster of Doom Day, but he is very weak.

Weak enough to be like a soy sauce beater, the only thing that might have served was to provide Superman with a kryptonite javelin that stabbed Doom to death.

Although no one said that about him, Bruce knew it himself.

As he grew older, his agility and reflexes began to decline.

In other words, all aspects of his body have declined to varying degrees compared with the peak of his youth.

"Need my help?"

Barry Allen's voice interrupted Bruce Wayne's thoughts.

"I mean, we're a team now, so it's normal for team members to help each other, right?"

Bruce Wayne's gaze was oppressive, and Barry Allen hurriedly spread his hands to expound his point to avoid misunderstandings.

"To be honest, I'm pretty good at this kind of thing."

"Of course." Bruce Wayne shoved the laptop in front of Barry Allen.

Sou!

The sound of the wind whistled by, stroking the ends of Bruce Wayne's hair.

The moment the ice cubes were poured into the cup, the bubbles bubbled out along with Barry Allen's confident face: "It's done." ”

"I took a look at the parts you marked, you should be looking for possible commonalities between them, right?"

Barry Allen spread his hands and pushed the notebook back in front of Bruce Wayne.

"You know, my superpower is speed. This speed is not only the speed of running, but also the speed at which I read, the speed at which I think, and the speed at which I move my hands. ”

Under the watchful eye of Bruce Wayne, Barry Allen spoke eloquently.

"Oh, by the way, I need to state that I'm not fast at all about certain things, on the contrary, I should have a long time. You know, I can do that...... It can be controlled autonomously. ”

Perhaps it was Bruce Wayne's gaze that made the sensitive Barry Allen feel that something was wrong, and he explained it to himself again out of the sake of his dignity as a man.

The explanation is easy to understand.

"Wow, that's a ............ Very handy superpowers. ”

As the soft wine fell, Bruce Wayne raised an eyebrow, his gaze shifting from Barry Allen to the computer screen.

He suddenly felt that the wine was not as fragrant as before.

"Thank you." Barry Allen took a sip of Raffi in his cup and accepted Bruce Wayne's appreciation.

This is the first time he has drunk a red wine that is so old, and this is how it feels to drink............ That's it.

Barry Allen pursed his lips and wanted to pour half a bottle of Sprite into it.