"Huh"

The creature pod containing Brother A's black skeleton was left at his feet, and Mason fulfilled his promise to return to him what belonged to Alex Mercer.

The latter is obviously a person who is not good at talking, and he does not say much.

He leaned down to open the biological pod, reached out and touched the bones that looked like charred bodies, casually touched his left hand on the bones, and the next moment he was like an abomination "melting" in the sun, transferring to the bones in a dissipating manner, and soon regenerating flesh and blood.

Ten seconds later, Mercer opened his eyes in the biological pod.

He moved his arm to stand up from it, pinched his fingers, and threw a dozen locators, trackers, and monitors that Mason had hidden in his bones at his feet.

"Thank you"

A jerky voice rang out from the guy's mouth, as if the whole world owed him money.

Diana also dragged the big pocket in her hand under Mason's signal, and she glanced at Brother A, who didn't look like a good person, this guy put a lot of pressure on Wonder Woman.

But after the baptism of a world war, the woman has established trust in Mason.

She dropped the pocket in her hand and pulled away the noose of the mantra that bound her pocket.

The leopard girl jumped out of it, screaming and pounced on Mason, but the next moment she was grabbed by Brother A, who flashed like a ghost, and was held in the air.

The leopard girl is very miserable.

The original oily and shiny mane on her body is blue and purple, and the tail is bald, which makes her appearance decline to the limit, and the vascular-like tattoo on her waist and abdomen, which has grown to the whole body, is now only a small mass, just like a bad girl with a strange tattoo on her chest.

This made Brother A frown.

He said:

"Why is there only so much left?"

"Don't blame us."

Diana explains:

After the War Queen defeated her, she screamed and prayed for strength not to abandon her, but the red of all beings still dissipated, leaving only a little bit on her.

Maybe she can tell us more about it, but I have a request! ”

Wonder Woman moved her wrist and said:

"You can't hurt her, the leopard girl has committed many sins against the Amazon kingdom, she needs to be taken back to Paradise Island to be imprisoned and judged, I guarantee that she will not be free to come to the mortal world for centuries to come."

"I just want the red of all beings!"

Brother A said in a dumb voice:

"I'm not interested in killing or forgiving me, say, kitten."

This stems from the devouring and oppression of life by the black light virus, which made the leopard girl, who was no longer brave before, shake her body, and she didn't dare to blow up her hair for the time being, who was severely taught a lesson by the Queen of War.

I had to pitifully sobbed my beaten nose pitifully, and said with grinned teeth:

"The red of all beings represents the origin of life, and the survival of the fittest, the survival of the fittest is the normal state of life, so for the agent of the red of all beings, it is necessary to prove their strength to this root power in order to be favored by the mystery of life.

Losing once or twice isn't a big problem, but if you keep losing, you'll be ruthlessly abandoned.

Life will instinctively tend to the strong, which is the law of survival and growth.

As for the dissipated life forces, they have returned to the world, and at the end of the war, the pressure of destruction has dissipated, and the red of all beings is no longer necessary. ”

The leopard girl bared her teeth and glanced at Mason.

She said:

"The life force believes that the safety of this world has been guaranteed, and it will no longer be in danger of destruction, plus the power of the corrupt black has also been defeated and absorbed, so the red of all beings will no longer choose an agent in a short period of time!"

"Well, that's a common sense explanation."

Mason nodded, Brother A was not angry, what he needed was not the power of the red of all beings, just a little strength characteristic was enough for him to ponder the mystery of "Source of Life Sowing".

So in Mercer's "Death Gaze", the aggrieved leopard girl had to take the initiative to give up the last bit of her strength characteristic that belonged to the red of all beings.

Just as Franklin had extracted the green fragments of everything and condensed them into a red energy orb, which was falling into the box in Mason's hand.

With a click, the magic box closed and was handed to Brother A by Mason again.

The latter took it in her hand, and with a flick of her hand, the weak leopard girl was thrown to Wonder Woman, and was shackled by the latter to the Amazon steel shackles with a click, and was dragged to the stealth fighter.

Speaking of the story of Diana and Leopard Girl, the old enemy, it is impossible to tell it in a day and a night, and the entanglement between the two of them is the same as that between the Joker and Batman, which is a protracted relationship that has even become a friend and foe.

When this was taken to the ship, the Leopard Girl was still cocking her tail and begging Diana to give her a more comfortable cell, just because she had helped defeat the Corrupted Black.

And Wonder Woman happily agreed.

Most of the time, the Amazonian goddess of war is a cheerful person, and as long as she doesn't mess with her or violate her taboos, she's still very talkative.

"I said, are you going to find a random no-man's world to complete the suicide of life sowing?"

Mason looked at Brother A, who was about to leave, he lit a cigarette and said:

"You know that the best outcome of your restoration of your world now is also to go through the test of impact, so you might as well wait a little longer."

"What are you waiting for? Waiting for hope? Then I might as well expect death, at least death will come. ”

Mercer stopped, looked back at Mason, and said indifferently:

"The end of everything is the general trend, and this decaying universe will not last long. I don't think I'll survive the epoch, and if I don't release them now, they won't even have a chance to see the end with their own eyes.

As for me, as I said earlier, I'm tired.

It's just a job, a heavy mission, I don't want to play anymore, and the best thing in this situation is that no one will come to me even if I give up halfway through. ”

"That's what I said."

Mason flicked the ash of his cigarette, he spat out the smoke ring, and said:

"But there is still something to look forward to for the future, what if one day it suddenly comes true?

I happen to have a plan here, and if you're in no hurry, I'd personally welcome you to go to another world for Team K's meeting in two and a half hours.

Well, just as a supernumerary member. ”

"I'm a dignified A-class officer, and I'm going to be a supernumerary member of one of your B-class squads?"

Brother A said in an unkind tone:

"That's a bit outrageous, isn't it?"

"It's changed, man."

Mason sneered and said:

"The guy who still holds the old yellow calendar and refuses to let go is going to be eliminated, the good days for you A-level guys have come to an end, and I'm giving you a way to go now.

If you have a little conscience, you should say thank you, Brother Mason. ”

"Thanks, Brother Mason."

——

Catwoman, dressed in a straitjacket, jumped into the wall of Wayne Manor with cheerful steps, easily dodging the newly upgraded security facilities of his manor, and stretched out and jumped to the window as if she had returned to her own cat nest.

She had the keys to the rooms, but she just liked to get into the house this way.

Perhaps this is also a kind of nostalgia and remembrance of the past identity.

Of course, it's also a great pleasure to sneak into the old man's bedroom in this way and have an unashamed shy time when the mood comes in the middle of the night, and although Batman doesn't say it, Catwoman knows that he enjoys it too.

After all, who hasn't had the fantasy of an astringent female thief sneaking into the room in the middle of the night to hide under the covers and estrus herself?

Men, what's wrong with being perverted?

But tonight is a special situation.

When Selena slipped into the bedroom in her dead-footed high-heeled boots, it wasn't the big sexy chin or an unedged batrang that came into view.

Bruce Wayne was standing by another window in his pajamas, completely unwary of Batman, until Catwoman-sama walked behind him with seductive steps and noticed that Bruce was holding a letter in his hand.

She immediately realized what was happening, and reached out to hug her beloved man from behind, and asked softly:

"They left?"

"Hmm."

The old man nodded, sighed and handed the envelope in his hand to Selena.

For Batman, it was more uncomfortable for him to share his secrets with others than to kill him, but at this moment, he was obviously a little emotionally out of control, perhaps because the uncontrollable sadness in his heart urgently needed to be shared by others.

Standing in the room at this moment is not the indestructible Batman, at this moment by Selena's side is just a sad old boy who has lost his parents again and again.

"Don't cry, Batman can't cry, he'll be laughed at by the super criminals."

Catwoman, who was so familiar with this kind of thing that she jumped lightly to the window and sat there, gently flicking Bruce's head over her long legs that were amazingly curved.

He stroked his hair while humming a song, and then opened the envelope in his hand.

The handwriting on it is beautiful, and it comes from everyone's beautiful hand at a glance.

"My dear Bruce baby:

I argued with Thomas for a long time, and he was finally convinced, and it was with great sadness that we must say goodbye to you again, not because we no longer love you, nor because of the difference between the two worlds.

I once asked myself in the interval between sobriety and madness if the grown-up Bruce in front of me was the cutie I lost back then.

I've watched you sleeping at your bedside countless times, I've helped you sort out your clothes and prepare dinner for you countless times, and I've crept into your life to observe you silently.

Eventually, I was sure that you were our son.

Perhaps fate did not allow the Wayne family to be happy for a long time, so the night you were eight years old split me, Thomas, and your life in two.

You are left in this world in grief, and we in despair are thrown into another hell.

We crawled back from hell to find you, and you never gave up wanting to be reunited, and finally we broke through the shackles of fate and met again in this city.

This means a lot to you and to us.

My dear child, despite the short and unfamiliar time of the reunion, the daunting awkwardness of dinner, and the failure of your conversation with your father, I thank you for giving us this opportunity.

You are inviting us to re-enter your life.

But it's not time yet, kid.

You're not just Bruce Wayne, you're not just Martha and Thomas's child, you're not just the heir to the Wayne family, you're Batman.

You're still the Night Knight who walks in the darkness but serves the light.

It is another face that you have created for yourself with pain after losing us, and it has become one with you and has become a part of your life.

And we, we have become accustomed to living with the darkness, being a member of the darkness.

If you want to accept us, it means that you have to give up your identity as Batman, but my child, what parent would force their baby to give up his life?

We can't be so selfish, and even more unwilling to put our treasures in the unrelieved arms of self-suffering.

I know it's a tough choice, so we don't want you to have to do it all.

My baby.

Don't grieve over this parting, your parents are still by your side, and we can still feel the resonance of each other's pulses and heartbeats even in different worlds, because we are moving towards a common goal.

We assure you, Bruce.

When you finally willingly remove Batman's visor and return to Bruce Wayne's life wholeheartedly, Thomas and I will be back day and night for a reunion drink with our baby.

I wish you all the best.

Love comes from your mother, who is crying, and your father, who has no conscience at all, urging me to leave.

Love you Martha and Thomas. ”

After reading the letter, Catwoman-sama felt a weak sadness welling up in her heart.

No one knows better than her what the return of Martha and Thomas means to Bruce's life, but she had spoken to Mason about it long before she left the world at war.

The wise little man had firmly reminded her that when Bruce and Martha and Thomas met each other, it was when they were separated again.

As a result, he was right again.

But Martha's decision can't be wrong.

Martha is the Joker, and no one better understands the cruelty and heaviness of "Batman's" self-destructive career plan, an insurmountable obstacle between Bruce and his parents.

"Honey."

Catwoman leaned down and kissed the ear of the old man who had buried his face in her lap with his eyes closed, and she whispered:

"We. . Shall we retire? If you will, tonight, we say goodbye to Batman and Catwoman and become Bruce and Selena again.

You see, Grayson is mature enough, Barrel is brave enough, Barbara is wise enough, and even Damian and Tim are ready.

It's also time to hand them your cape. ”

She was met with wordless silence.

But silence is also an answer.

After a long time, Catwoman sighed, jumped down from the window, and with a little irritability, ordered the symbiote to disarm and violently pushed the old man to the bed.

She got into the quilt angrily, covered her head and said angrily:

"Rest, I'm going to go out on the night patrol in a few hours, look at the panic after the world war, if you don't show up again, the whole Gotham City will be in chaos!

What!

Don't touch me, bother.

Dislike! ”

A few minutes later, Ah Fu, the old butler who was about to bring afternoon tea to Master Wayne, suddenly stopped at the door, he heard some strange sounds, pouted and turned around and left with afternoon tea.

I can't help but feel that even Bruce Wayne, who is Batman, has some playboy habits, look at what time is this?

began to prostitute himself during the day.

Of course, he also understood that there must be a reason why the always self-disciplined Lord Wayne was so indulgent, but he didn't choose to be nosy.

"The Alfred Protocol."

Old Ah Fu coughed, and whispered to the vintage watch on his wrist that he had just begged from the steel bone:

"Start routine maintenance of the Batcave, refuel the Batmobile, and take care of the Batmobiles and fighters by the way."

"Roger."

The blue pixels quickly converged around the butler to form an image of the old data butler who was very similar to him, but it was no longer the crazy look of the killing program in the hands of the killing machine Batman.

The data steward politely asked:

"Do you want to start a city surveillance process and enforce a correction agreement? Lethal weapons integration has been completed and can be targeted at any time. ”

"Not necessarily."

The old butler put the afternoon tea that had been left for his master on the table in front of him, and while he was busy blowing the afternoon wind, he leaned back in his chair and whispered:

"Have some fun with Lord Wayne, he needs to vent now, the poor boy is a greedy little devil who wants the warmth of family and is unwilling to give up his responsibilities.

Alas.

But then again, who isn't a greedy baby? ”

(End of chapter)