End of the Sky

"What time is it, at noon, why come early?"

Hearing the knock on the door, Russell pushed Selena away from her body, waking up and washing herself.

Although it is completely unnecessary, he will not take a shower for a thousand years, he will not get ash on his body, there is no need to wash it, and the dust will not be stained in the dark sweep, but it is unnecessary and unnecessary. This is a matter of attitude and cannot be neglected. .

As the person on the pillow left, Selena hummed and opened her eyes, glanced at Russell's back, rolled over and continued to sleep.

Too tired to stop working today.

Confused, Selena wondered about this work-related injury. It was paid leave and she worked overtime...

...

Half an hour later, Russell finished washing, and when he entered the living room, he saw the two Wayne masters and servants who entered the door without permission.

"Bruce, Afu, don't be polite, just sit at your own discretion...Oh, Bruce has already sat down."

Russell shrugged. "Since it's all my own home, Afu, please help me make a cup of tea, not black tea."

Because of the cuteness, the housekeeper has not yet linked with Batman. It is not wrong to make tea or clean tea sets every day.

"Please wait!"

Alfred nodded, smiled slightly at Bruce on the sofa, and turned to walk out of the living room.

In memory, Russell had invited him to dinner on Thanksgiving Day, so he was no stranger to this strange villa.

Bruce nodded with a smile and gave Alfred a glance, letting him make a way while making tea to see what is special about this villa.

"Bruce, say good to meet at noon, why did you come so early?"

Russell glanced at the clock on the wall and it was only eight o'clock. The real power of Batman was not only rich, but also without sleeping.

"Russell, what are you talking about, what agreement is there to meet at noon?"

Bruce smiled like a punk with billions of people. "I just returned to Gotham, and I have a lot of things in hand. I have only come to visit my old friends now. I'm negligent and I hope you don't worry."

"Okay, if you want to act like that, I will cooperate."

Russell pouted, and the remote turned on the TV to play the precious footage recorded in the early morning.

During the rookie period, Batman killed all sides, and he ruled all kinds of disobedience on the streets of Gotham. During this period, he was beaten by small gangsters and police Haibian, and he was knocked down by three digits.

Bruce "..."

The play of the dudes instantly kills, he put on a calm and dark style of painting, his face was half covered by shadows, and his voice seemed to have throat cancer. "You know me, but I have a little impression of you... I can turn off the lights first. ?"

The camera moved away from Bruce's shadowy contoured face and pulled it to be visible all over his body. In his side, the wall light was bright enough to blink the eyes of blind dogs.

"I thought you would like it, don't forget it."

Russell waved his hand to turn off the remote control wall light, and the shadow buff on Bruce's face disappeared instantly, not at all.

"Afu told me that we are friends from childhood to big, but I have no impression of you."

"It's normal, because it doesn't exist."

Russell admits that Afu’s memory is fake, regardless of Bruce’s long face, he continued, “But I didn’t lie. Before the world restarted, we were the best partner. I was born and died many times. All call me "Big Brother."

"You say the world restarts?"

Bruce automatically ignored the slot and his eyes sharpened instantly.

"Don't pretend, you are a rookie, what pretend to look like."

Russell leaned on the sofa to lift Erlang's legs. "I admit that it was my mistake to restart the timeline, but I am not coming back!"

"what!?"

Bruce became more and more confused, there were many problems, but now there are more.

"Mr. Russell, the green tea you want."

Alfred walked into the living room and shook his head slightly at Bruce as he put down the tea.

Very ordinary villa, no secret door, no secret.

"Thank you, it's Afu, I make good tea."

Russell took the tea cup, closed his eyes and sniffed, enjoying the fragrance of clear tea. "Yes, there are many secrets. There are also secret doors and underground bases."

"..." x2

Bruce and Alfred looked at each other, both of them expressionless. Russell drank the tea in one bite, got up and walked to the TV, and raised his hand to photograph the elevator entrance on the wall.

Russell walked into the elevator and beckoned to the two in silence. "Cookie, come with me. You want to be a superhero, you want to protect Gotham, you want to be my partner. It's still far away!"

"NO, I have not."

"Don't want to be a superhero, or do you want to protect Gotham?"

"Don't want the last one."

"..."

The elevator starts and goes deep underground.

"Bruce, you don't want to be my partner. I don't blame you. It's the deviation of the timeline restart. In the final analysis, it's my fault. If it wasn't for me..."

Russell sighed, and the topic went awry. "Once, you hugged my thighs, crying and shouting for begs. I disagree, and you just rolled around. Lai refused to leave at my house."

Bruce only didn't hear it, and felt that the elevator had been going down for a long time, frowning. "What did you do, why did the timeline restart?"

He chose to listen to Russell's words, but some information must be clarified.

As for true and false, which can be trusted and which can be ignored, he believes he can tell.

"Look, Bruce's street shots, and Arkham's special photo."

Russell drew a digital camera from the back of his **** and turned to the exclusive album labeled ‘Bateman’. There are two.

Bruce frowned and looked at the album. Alfred glanced back, then...

He glanced again, and his eyes never left again.

In the photo album on the street, Bruce stood under the street lights, with the streets and bat chariots in the background. There was only a pink base and boxers with red strawberries on the whole body.

Under the lens, he suffocated. Only the last few photos, he did not know what threats were encountered, he just squeezed out a stiff smile.

In the Arkham special issue, Bruce sits alone in the single-bed small bed, and there is only one oversized diaper in his whole body. On the bed sheet, the world map drawn by Little Bruce is clearly visible.

With a good figure, high face value, and ruthless temperament, Bruce in the photo relies on three advantages to ridicule the funny bedwetting style. I don't know it is a fashion photo taken by a top male model.

"..." x2

What is shocking, this is shocking!

Regardless of Bruce's expression, Alfred was stupid.

"Because I was careless, the photos spread all over the net, causing Bruce’s Dark Knight to collapse, and the criminals saw him laughing directly, without fear..."

Russell looked up and sighed. "That's it. The world is broken, and it has to restart."

"..." x2

Therefore, you are the culprit leading to the destruction of the world! x2

Bruce was expressionless, twitching around the corner of his mouth occasionally, indicating that he was all inside.

Alfred ended in amazement, clenching his fist and coughing a few times, "Mr. Russell, these photos..."

"Afu, I understand."

Russell pressed his eyebrows and said, "As far as our relationship is concerned, I will definitely copy a copy of Bruce's bedwetting photos."

"No, Mr. Russell, you misunderstood."

"Afu, the Ming people don't tell secret words. Before restarting the timeline, you secretly contacted me and made a copy with satisfaction."

"..."

"Are there any misunderstandings?"

"Gone."

"It's hard to say, I'll contact you again tomorrow, I won't let Bruce know."

Russell compared the gesture with ok. Alfred nodded and resumed his expressionless expression. During the transaction, the two ignored the dark-faced Bruce.

"You said the timeline restarted, everything started from scratch, so I have no impression of you, then..."

Bruce didn't believe in Russell's words, and the bedwetting photos scoffed even more. Like the two children's childhood, they were undoubtedly forged.

It’s all fake, you can’t cheat him

"What's that?"

"Why have we lost our memories and everything is back to the original point, but you have preserved them intact?"

Bruce's eyes narrowed. "If you personally caused the time to restart, so you are eligible to distinguish from others, don't tell such lies."

"That's not..."

Russell glanced at the two of them, and the corner of his mouth slightly evoked. "Introduce yourself. My name is Russell. I work in hell. The occupation is the master of hell... Satan!"

Ding! !

Just when the two Bruce were shocked by ‘Satan’, the elevator stopped and slowly opened, revealing a dark and barren world.

The sky shrouded in black clouds, without the slightest sunshine, the vistas of ghosts, cracks in the ground, cracks in the abyss of the ground, the hot sulphur gas sprayed, the red sea burning up, barely illuminating a corner of the world.

The close-up view is a transparent glass aisle, with a metal gate at the end, which is connected to the hermited building of the suspected base.

Boxy, like a coffin, still black.

"..." x2

"How about it, is it a secret base built in hell, is it secret?"

"Hell...just below Gotham City..."

Bruce's face was bitter, no wonder Brother Tan Minfeng was so simple, so close to hell, he would see a ghost without a ghost.

"No, **** and earth do not belong to one dimension. I just used authority to open a door at home."

Russell looked at Bruce slightly with deep interest~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ named his thoughts "Gotham's confusion is inevitable and has nothing to do with **** and me."

"You can change this, right?"

"No!"

Russell shrugged, and Gotham, who was peaceful, was boring. He couldn't sell comics when he was bored, and then Batman fluttered the street and dc went to the rooftop collectively.

So, don't look at what he can do as he pleases, killing Bruce and Clark is okay, but as long as Gotham is changed and no Batman appears, the world will restart immediately.

The three of them left the elevator, and Bruce and Alfred observed the **** outside the passage. It was not until the metal door that Bruce asked, "Satan, you took us to hell, what do you want us to do?"

"Brothers for many years, just call me Russell. Satan's position was not me originally. I was rejected by the original Satan." I personally refused."

Russell replied and opened the metal door, slowly saying, "The world has turned you into a rookie because of my restart, so I will help you through your childhood and become a qualified dark knight."