Two days later, at dusk, Hong Fei took away the bat armor that Hephaestus had re-refined from Mount Etna.
"I put the kryptonite you brought into its energy core and combined it with the unique forging technology. When someone puts on this suit of armor, his emotions or fighting intentions can adjust the output of kryptonite energy accordingly.
.”
Hong Fei put his palm on the shell of the armor, activated the energy control armor, and quickly tried it.
After a while, he stopped and smiled: "Very good, well done."
Hephaestus said next to him: "If there were more vibranium and kryptonite, I could build a better kryptonite armor. Well, according to you, kryptonite can suppress a certain object in a targeted manner.
, a complete kryptonite armor can definitely bring a crushing advantage."
"Then keep this armor design, maybe I'll have another chance to find you in the future."
"I'm looking forward to it!" Hephaestus showed his eight kind teeth, showing that he really likes forging.
Hong Fei put away his armor and left immediately, then sent the armor into the Batcave, but there was no Bruce in the cave at this time, only the old Alfred was busy.
Hearing the noise, Alfred immediately turned his head. After seeing Hong Fei, he put down the black tea, stood up and said, "Oh, Mr. Hong, welcome to your arrival. Master Wayne told me that you will send something over. But.
, If I remember correctly, there is a door here."
Hong Fei put the armor in its original position, turned around and said with a smile: "You and Bruce are so similar, even your words seem to be carved from the same mold."
Although Alfred did not continue to talk after hearing this, he actually smiled and narrowed his eyes.
He walked to the new armor, walked around it and observed it carefully, then reached out and lightly brushed the breastplate, then grabbed his glasses and put them on, then squinted to take a closer look.
"Mr. Hong, it seems to have changed."
"Of course, what do you think?"
"Oh, I dare not say this. I don't know what you did to it, but its material feel and texture have changed in ways that I don't know about. Before the official test, I guessed that its defense power
It should become stronger."
Hong Fei nodded and patted the armor's shoulder. The cold metal made a muffled sound.
"You guessed it right. Its defense power now definitely exceeds 99% of the materials in this world. When I say world, I mean the entire universe including the earth."
Alfred turned back, "That means it is the strongest on earth?"
"It's hard to say. Maybe the most powerful materials in the universe are concentrated on the earth?"
"Mr. Hong, you have broadened my thinking and horizons."
"I'm honored." Hong Fei smiled and asked, "Where's Bruce?"
Alfred curled his lips helplessly: "Oh, he committed a crime again."
"Haha, is this how you see him?"
"No, it's mainly because he has always viewed himself this way. He went to the dock tonight, and he set his sights on a ship." Alfred looked at his watch: "Calculate the time, he should be in ten minutes
You can get it later."
Hong Fei nodded and wanted to leave.
But Alfred saw what he meant, so he promptly asked: "Mr. Hong, I still remember a deal you negotiated before."
Hong Fei raised his eyebrows, and then his smile became even brighter: "Of course, Alfred, I still remember it. According to my recent meetings with Bruce, you probably haven't revealed that to him yet..."
"Wait, Mr. Hong."
Alfred stopped in time, and then he turned around and walked towards the computer. Just as he was about to reach out to operate it, Bruce's heavy breathing voice suddenly sounded from the Batcave, and there were some sounds like hitting or screaming in the background.
"Afu, I can't believe what I heard."
Hong Fei couldn't hold back his laughter immediately, because Bruce's tone was too resentful, like a child who had been robbed of a lollipop.
Alfred was quite indifferent to this, and said: "Master Wayne, you don't need my help for tonight's actions, so please let an old man chat with his friends in peace for a while."
"How come I didn't know when you became friends?"
"Master Wayne, we all have our own private life and personal space, don't we?"
"If you tell me you are hiding something from me, I will forgive you."
"I'm sorry, that's not to hide it, but to block you out of goodwill."
"Afu, don't cut off the communication, you can't do that."
"I can."
"I swear I'll fire you when I get back..."
Snapped!
Alfred pressed down with his finger, the keyboard clicked, and Bruce's voice disappeared.
Looking back, he smiled kindly and said kindly: "Mr. Hong, are you interested in coming up with me for a cup of tea?"
"Of course, in addition, if you get fired, you can come work for me."
"Thank you for your consideration. If I really get fired, I will definitely come to you."
The two took the elevator out of the Batcave and returned to the surface manor.
The sun had already set at this time, and the entire manor was brightly lit inside and outside.
Alfred still prepared his best black tea for Hong Fei, and he also thoughtfully prepared two plates of snacks.
Under his arrangement, Hong Fei sat in front of the fireplace, listening to the crackling of firewood in the flames, and his body and mind quickly calmed down and relaxed.
"Mr. Hong, do you need to listen to some music?" Alfred asked standing next to the record player.
Hong Fei turned around and said with a smile: "Okay, it will be a little more relaxing."
"no problem."
Alfred changed the record, and soon the pure and rich piano sound sounded in the room, like a clear spring, flowing windingly around Hong Fei.
Alfred sat over, leaned on the chair and twisted his back, letting out a low sigh.
"Are you feeling well?"
"Fortunately, thank you for your concern. But after all, I am getting old, and what I can do every day is becoming more and more limited."
Hong Fei looked sideways at the wrinkles on his cheeks, "Have you never thought about retirement?"
"Retirement?" Alfred chuckled, "To be honest, I have never thought about it that way. After all, in my mind, I have never worked for more than a few years in my life."
The reason why he said this is because he has regarded the Wayne family as his own home a long time ago, and being a housekeeper is his identity, not his job.
Then, he brought the conversation to the point.
"Mr. Hong, I want to know whether what you said before is true?"
"yes."
Hong Fei's answer was very brief, but the short syllables seemed to drop a little boy in Alfred's heart - Wayne's child was really a little boy.
His fingers on the sofa suddenly jumped, and his gentle breathing suddenly became rapid.
All this was seen by Hong Fei, and he couldn't help but feel happy for Bruce. Having such a butler who planned for him wholeheartedly was probably the key to why Bruce didn't go astray or go dark as he grew up.
Alfred turned his head slowly and stiffly, looked at Hong Fei, and opened his mouth to ask softly. He looked cautious, as if he was afraid that the scene in front of him would suddenly be shattered. Perhaps, he was even more afraid that this was a
A dream that cannot stand the noise.
"Mr. Hong, can I see the child...I mean, if it's not convenient, videos, no, photos are also fine."
Looking at his appearance and listening to his voice, Hong Fei felt that although the bat had lost its parents, it was a blessing in misfortune to have Alfred.
"Of course. The photos are not three-dimensional enough and the videos are too disturbing. How about I take you to see them in person?"
"Is it okay?!" Alfred's eyes suddenly widened and his chest heaved rapidly.
Hong Fei stood up with a cup of steaming black tea, and a portal quickly opened in front of him.
No need to remind Alfred as he quickly stood up.
The two of them passed through the portal one after another.
The lights of this seaside villa were as bright as day. When the portal opened, Gabriel, who was stationed here by Hong Fei, rushed over immediately.
"Boss, long time no see." The moment he saw Hong Fei, Gabriel slowed down.
Hong Fei looked at him and smiled gently.
But what his smile was rewarded with was Gabriel's feigned indifference.
Alfred walked through the portal, not amazed by its magic, but immediately looked around to look for it.
"Where's Miranda?" Hong Fei asked.
Gabriel pointed upstairs.
Alfred was about to turn around, then remembered that this was someone else's home, so he immediately stopped and looked at Hong Fei.
Hong Fei stepped forward and took the lead: "Let's go, let's take this old man to visit his grandson."
Gabriel heard this and quickly followed.
Alfred almost laughed when he heard this.
Going up to the second floor, Gabriel led the two of them to a double solid wood door.
"She and the baby are inside."
Alfred looked a little nervous at this time. He kept licking his dry lips, and kept adjusting his tie, cuffs and hem with his hands.
Hong Fei smiled and said, "I'll leave it to you next. I've seen that child."
Alfred nodded heavily, took several deep breaths, and then stepped forward, raised his arm as heavy as a thousand pounds and knocked gently on the door.
Seeing this, Hong Fei turned around and left, followed closely by Gabriel.
The two of them entered the reception room on the second floor one after another. Hong Fei was holding black tea and was about to sit down when Arthur's voice suddenly sounded from the bracelet.
"Sir, communication request from Deadshot."
Hong Fei frowned: "Take it."
When the communication was connected, Deadshot immediately went straight to the topic: "Boss, the clown has escaped from prison."
"Oh?" Hong Fei was surprised, and then smiled: "He really used a spoon to escape from prison? Did he really dig a tunnel?"
The last time he went to Arkham to take Bane away, he stopped by to see the Joker and thoughtfully gave him a spoon.