Unless Alfred is a fake, he will never abandon Batman and jump ship.
Unless Batman is a fake, he will never fire Alfred.
Therefore, Hong Fei could only envy him for having such a good housekeeper.
To say that Alfred cares about Bruce Wayne's heirs is certainly not a hint of hypocrisy, but Alfred's anxiety may not be due to solving Bruce's troubles.
With his wife and children in the hands of others, Alfred of course had to worry about Bruce.
Even Bruce himself is actually very concerned about Miranda's whereabouts, but now he can't defeat Hong Fei, and he knows that Hong Fei will not hurt Miranda for no reason, so he pretends to be at ease and do other things. After all, Superman is
This kind of enemy always needs to be dealt with as soon as possible. He doesn't live just for Miranda.
However, if Bruce himself knew that Miranda had given birth to a baby for him, it is doubtful whether he would be so calm.
After sending Alfred back to Wayne Manor, Hong Fei looked in the direction of Arkham Asylum and thought for a while, he would go back to New York first.
His understanding of the runes has reached a critical stage, and the current progress is even more rapid. Since Arkham Asylum is under control, there is no need to worry now.
As for the escaped Joker, Scarecrow and Riddler, what do they have to do with me, Mr. Hong?
If they can add some color to the upcoming Super-Bat War, then it's not too late for Hong Fei to be happy.
Hong Fei went home with a clear conscience and continued to study the runes on the seal chain for a while, and was extremely insensitive to the passage of time in the outside world.
That night it was calm.
The next day, no one noticed anything strange in Arkham. Hong Fei's people blocked the news very well. After dawn, there was no abnormality at all in Arkham, not to mention that not many people would enter it on weekdays.
Here, there are very few people passing by.
Bruce got the kryptonite from the White Portuguese. After returning to Wayne Manor, he didn't even have time to check the armor that Hong Fei had just sent back last night, and directly devoted his energy to the research of kryptonite.
After a rare good night's sleep, Alfred woke up and entered the Batcave, where he immediately saw Bruce who was busy.
"Master Wayne, do you think you don't need to sleep anymore?"
Bruce didn't look back: "After finishing this work, I have plenty of time to sleep."
"I always feel like I have heard this many times." As he said this, Alfred came to Bruce and saw the green-light kryptonite placed on the workbench. He couldn't help but pick it.
Raising eyebrows: "It seems that what the white Portuguese brought was not a dirty bomb, but a stone that glowed green?"
Bruce nodded and said nothing.
Alfred looked at it for a while and then said: "With all due respect, this kind of naturally luminous stone generally has radiation. Don't we need to take some protective measures?"
Bruce stared at the stone and moved his heads, and said in a calm tone: "No need, although it does contain cancer-causing radiation, the amount of radiation in a short period of time will not really affect the human body, unless we start ten years from now on."
I have been keeping it company for several years, but this is impossible. When I solve that trouble, it will be sealed in the safest nuclear material storage area."
Alfred blinked, "So, what is its function?"
"Kryptonite, a stone, is also a weapon, a mineral that debilitates Kryptonian cells. Three months ago, the first large enough sample was discovered in the Indian Ocean. Lex Luthor used White Portuguese to
We brought him back."
"Well, then it appeared in your hand. So what are you doing now? It looks like you're making bullets."
"yes."
Alfred was silent for a while, and his eyes gradually became serious.
"From the beginning of the development of that new set of armor, I knew that you were preparing to face a powerful enemy. I have thought about who this person is many times, and I have also thought that it might be him, but I have never dared to do so until now.
I believe it’s him.”
After Alfred finished speaking, Bruce's movements suddenly stopped.
He raised his head. Although his eyes were tinged with grayness due to lack of sleep, his eyes were as bright as ever.
"That bastard brought war before, and the destruction he caused with the people on his planet brought the death of thousands of people. This is not a cold number, but a living person. What about the future? How many people died?
One hundred thousand or several million? He has the power to wipe out the entire human race. Even if the possibility of him becoming an enemy is 1%, we must treat this possibility as 100%! I must eliminate him!"
Bruce's language is sonorous and powerful, and there is no lack of gritted teeth when speaking and speaking. His perseverance can easily make people feel the invisible but persevering will in his body!
At this time, if the person facing him is a criminal, the other person may be frightened and retreat.
But Alfred wouldn't.
He just retorted earnestly: "But he is not our enemy."
"It's just not yet." Bruce responded without hesitation, "Alfred, how many kind people have we seen in the past few years? How many people can always be consistent?"
Alfred was speechless.
"We can't afford to bet." After summarizing, Bruce lowered his head and continued his work.
Alfred turned around and walked toward the exit, his back slightly bent. However, before he was about to step onto the elevator, he suddenly said without looking back: "What about Mr. Hong? He looks far more powerful than Superman. After all,
He defeated the legendary King of Gods with just one move. Do you want to destroy him too?"
Bruce's movements stopped again.
Alfred didn't wait for him to answer, and then said: "Master Wayne, there are no secrets between us. I know all the preparations you have made, but I still want to remind you that the things you prepared may be harmful to him."
It is useful, but if the target is Mr. Hong, I guarantee it will have no effect at all."
"Alfred, I don't know when you started taking his side."
"Master, I know you are just talking angry words, but believe me, although you are already a middle-aged man, I am older than you and have more experience. If you target Mr. Hong in the future like you did today, then with
With our current means, we are destined to achieve nothing. Moreover, although he always smiles when he is with me, please believe me, he is definitely the most ruthless person I have ever seen in my life, bar none.
.”
"I'm not going to stay at this stage forever."
"He is too."
"Alfred, I don't want to repeat my opinion again."
"What a coincidence, Master Wayne, I don't want to either. You know, you have no chance of dying young now. I just hope..."
Bruce quickly answered: "I can adopt a child and name him Wayne, and you can help me take care of him."
Alfred sighed and glanced at Bruce's back, then shook his head and stepped into the elevator.
The elevator door closed and Bruce's figure slowly disappeared. Alfred bit his lip and his eyes flashed: I just don't want Little Wayne to lose his father in the future...
Time passes as always.
Luther's plan unfolded link by link.
In just three days, the development of the incident has reached a point where people can hardly understand it.
The prisoner who was branded with the Bat mark on his chest by Batman died in prison. Naturally, it was Luthor's men who took action. The other party simply hired a big boss who was also in prison to complete this step.
At the same time, Luthor also found a man whose lower limbs were paralyzed by Superman and sent him to the former congresswoman.
Accordingly, the problems caused by Batman were brought to Clark, and the harm caused by Superman continued to stimulate Batman.
In this process, there are not only three parties: Batman, Superman, and Luthor.
There is also a group of people who implicitly play an indispensable role in fueling the flames.
federal government.
In Washington, Hong Fei is sitting in a spacious office, the soft and thick leather chair is gently rocking, and the thick and wide solid wood table in front of him is larger than a single bed.
Hong Fei leaned on the back of his chair, put his legs on the table, played with a small red, white and blue flag in one hand, and turned the globe beside him with the other.
Opposite, a black female in light gray business attire buried her head deeply. She clenched her fists, her eyes protruded, and she looked extremely angry but did not dare to vent her anger.
Amanda Waller is the founder of the Suicide Squad, but since the disintegration of Hong Fei's Suicide Squad, this plan has been completely abandoned for the time being. She herself has been adjusted to work in the White House, with a very high position and still has power.
Hong Fei's eyes were fixed on the TV nearby.
The familiar blond congresswoman spoke eloquently into the many microphones in front of her: "How do we determine what true goodwill is? In a democratic country, goodwill is communication, not unilateral decision-making."
Phew.
Hong Fei couldn't help but laugh.
Amanda's fists clenched tighter.
On TV, the camera showed the man in the wheelchair. He was the man who was accidentally paralyzed by Superman's actions. Well, he was also a criminal.
"...So, I urge Superman once again to go out into the crowd tomorrow and see those who have unfortunately suffered. The world needs to know what happened in that desert. People are eager to know his side.
And how he will use his power. Will he act based on our will, or based on his own..."
Hong Fei turned off the TV and turned around.
Amanda still hung her head.
He couldn't help but smile and said: "Looking at you, it seems that even if you eat me, I can't relieve the anger in your heart?"
Having said that, Hong Fei himself was the first to frown.
Hmm, why do I feel like I have said this once somewhere before?