Batman's Owl Godfather

Now Bruce is temporarily without a goal.

The soldier boy was overruled by him, and the dagger could not be found for the time being.

He could only look for another way to make the people of his motherland bleed.

…

"Bruce, hold me tight."

Queen Maeve smiled and said to Bruce.

Batboy looked harmless and hugged Queen Maeve's waist tightly.

Then Maeve jumped up and jumped high into the air.

She kept rising and falling, and every time she hit the ground, she would make a big crater.

"Would this cause dissatisfaction among the people?"

Bruce felt the whistling wind in his ears and shouted to Queen Maeve.

Maeve smiled and said: "It's okay, I'm watching the road!"

Not long after, they landed at a crime scene that was heavily cordoned off. Someone took several hostages and hid in the building.

After Bruce landed, he consciously let go of Maeve's waist.

"It's okay if you want to hold her for a little longer," Queen Maeve joked.

"Stop kidding me."

Bruce lowered his head and said.

He is now relatively familiar with Queen Maeve, and he knows that compared to other superheroes in the Walter company, she has a bit of a bottom line.

When people from her homeland kill people, Maeve won't stop them, but she also tries not to get involved.

Compared with others, Maeve is kind-hearted.

It's just that in Bruce's opinion, she is not good at all. She always likes to make some jokes to herself, and sometimes it doesn't even seem like a joke.

He was still a child and couldn't bear to hear this.

"Okay."

Maeve said with a smile. Seeing Bruce's overwhelmed expression, she didn't feel tired from work anymore.

This is much more comfortable than working with people from the motherland.

"Follow me, sister will take you on a mission."

Bruce followed Maeve to the blockade site.

"Queen Maeve, wizard, you are here!"

He was relieved to see the two superheroes arriving and was immediately greeted by a police officer.

"I'm relieved if you can come. There are at least seven hostages in danger now!"

"Don't worry officer!"

Queen Maeve is full of confidence. In front of Bruce, she is an omnipotent hero!

"What time is it?" she asked.

The police officer glanced at his watch: "Ten past nine."

"Five minutes!"

Maeve opened her five fingers and said, "All hostages will be safe before nine-fifteen!"

She took Bruce with her and walked into the building occupied by the robbers without hesitation.

After entering the building, Maeve asked Bruce with a smile: "How is it? The police officer just now was dumbfounded."

"I was dumbfounded too."

Bruce was a little worried, "Is five minutes really okay?"

"No problem, actually I only need three minutes."

Maeve said, “Actually, that’s what heroes’ performances are like, you have to take the initiative to give them some topicality.

“For example, this time, we could have gone directly into the building to deal with the gangsters without appearing in front of them, and we could have saved some time.

"But this way we won't show our faces. Without news coverage, our work will be in vain."

Maeve is the only one among the seven who can teach Bruce this way.

She always said that the crime scene is the stage, the hero is the protagonist, and the common people are the audience.

You have to let the audience enjoy watching it, so that they will be willing to continue to support you.

Must be in front of the audience all the time.

Some heroes who have almost expired would even rather make shocking remarks and do some incomprehensible things than disappear in front of the audience.

"So you have to remember, Bruce."

Queen Maeve said, "Attention is everything we need to survive. If you lose attention, you have to return to the life of an ordinary person."

Katum summed it up: "In short, you can live without it, but you can't live without it."

Queen Maeve came here without her owl.

He flew here on his own.

Bruce respected his character very much. He nodded and thanked Maeve, saying that he remembered it.

If you don't work hard to be a hero, you can only go back to being an ordinary billionaire.

I believe everyone is not willing to live such a boring and boring life.

…

Queen Maeve said five minutes, it was five minutes.

The officer kept his eye on his watch, counting the hours.

Just when the pointer reached the last moment, several gangsters were tied up and fell from the sky in front of the police officer.

There was no bloody scene, Queen Maeve had obviously calculated her strength.

We will take pictures later, so some scenes that shouldn’t appear should not appear.

"They also have accomplices and follow-up plans."

Queen Maeve and Bruce appear before the officers.

"They have a pretty tough mouth."

Maeve punched a gangster on the back, who immediately screamed in pain.

"I interrogated them three times before they were willing to speak." Maeve said, "You should interrogate them a few more times when you go back. These are a tough group of people."

"No! No!"

Suddenly some gangsters began to cry out for themselves.

"Our mouths are not tough at all!" He cried and said, "In fact, I wanted to do it the first time, but it was so painful that I couldn't speak."

Maeve punched again: "Then you mean I struck too hard?"

"No cruelty! No cruelty!" The gangster immediately begged for mercy.

Bruce was standing nearby. Seeing Queen Maeve's aura, he suddenly thought of a question.

"Katum." He asked, "Is Queen Maeve capable of fighting against the people of the motherland?"

"Yes, and she can also make the people of the motherland bleed."

Katum said simply, "But you can give it a try. She will never dare to do anything to the people of the motherland now. She is afraid of the people of the motherland."

Queen Maeve can indeed make people bleed. In the TV series, she pierced the ears of people with a pen.

But the Maeve who looked forward to death at that time was not the Maeve she is now.

Maeve fought against the people of the motherland. The people of the motherland shed blood and she lost her life.

She would never agree.

"The power of fear again?"

Bruce sighed, "According to this, even if the strength of the motherland weakens in the future, it will still be prosperous for a while."

After all, his reputation has already been established, and he doesn't have to do anything for others to assume that he is powerful.

"But I won't do that!"

Bruce thought to himself that as long as the people of the motherland could be eliminated, Watt Company would have nothing to rely on.

By then, the era of superhuman beings will be over.

"Bruce, let's go."

Queen Maeve completed her interactions with the police and interviews with reporters.

She comes to Bruce to take him away.

"Bruce, hold me tight," she said with a smile.

…

Jingle bell——

The wind chimes rang, and the door of the remote bar opened.

The people of the motherland walked in wearing steel blue uniforms and American flags.

"Are you here again?"

Martha was still wiping glasses at the bar.

The people of the motherland looked at this scene and felt a sense of peace in their hearts.

"Yes, yes, I'm here again!"

This time the arrival of the motherland was completely different from the first time.

Martha still prefers his unruly look.

The motherland man sat down at the bar and said, "Let's have a drink, just the one you made last time."

"There's a charge this time," Martha said.

"No problem!" The motherland people immediately assured, "I can afford it no matter how much money you have!"

Martha glanced at the motherland, who immediately smiled ingratiatingly, looking a little silly.

"never mind."

Martha suddenly shook her head, "You don't need to spend any money to come to my place from now on, you just need to talk to me."

"Of course it's no problem!"

The native smiled and waited for Martha to make him a drink.

After the wine was mixed, it still smelled as sweet as before. The people of the motherland drank it in one gulp, and the familiar drunkenness came over them again.

"ah--"

The people of the motherland let out a long sigh of enjoyment.

"You seem to be in a good mood today?" Martha asked, "You look very relaxed."

The current state of the people of the motherland is as if they have returned home.

"Actually, it's not very good. I also have my own troubles."

The motherland person raised his head and said, "It's just that I can relax a little when I get here."

"Then you can talk to me," Martha said. "No matter what worries you have, I'm willing to listen."

"Actually, it's about work."

The native didn't feel anything unnatural and immediately started chatting with Martha.

The feeling Martha gave him was unprecedented.

Able to understand all my own thoughts and never criticize or deny them.

He can even give him sharp advice when he is confused.

"I actually have a little suspicion now that Madeleine doesn't love me."

The motherland man played with the empty wine glass, eyes empty, and said to himself, "She may just see me as a useful tool, and even in her heart, she thinks I am a monster..."

"How can you be a monster?"

Martha put her hand on the bar, and then moved her other hand from the corner of her mouth to the right.

"People like me are the monsters."

"No, no, no! Don't say that!" The people from the motherland immediately retorted, "You are beautiful, really. I feel very good when I see you!"

"How can I bear the description of beauty." Martha said with a smile, "I am already old."

"It's better to be old..." the motherland murmured.

"What?"

"Oh, it's nothing!" The motherland man quickly changed the subject, "In short, I feel more and more that something is wrong with Madeleine.

"The care she gives me is not even as good as...you."

"Maybe you misunderstood?"

Martha thought for a while, "Maybe that Madeleine just loves you so much that it's hard to express her love for you?"

The motherland man heard this and shook his head: "How is it possible? I can hear her heartbeat. Every time she sees me, the frequency of her heartbeat has nothing to do with love, but more like a kind of fear.

"Maybe I really am a monster like they think!"

"You're not a monster."

Suddenly, Martha's voice became extremely firm.

The motherland man raised his head and found that Martha was also looking at him.

Her eyes were warm and loving, reminding people of the motherland of a mother they had never seen before.

The native is an orphan and has never seen his parents.

But in his imagination, if he had a mother, she would be like Martha.

"mom……"

As soon as he uttered a syllable, he immediately realized his presumption.

The people of the motherland quickly lowered their heads and pretended that nothing happened just now.

Martha did not expose it. At this time, she gave her motherland a suggestion.

"If you really care about that, go try her!"

"Um?"

Homelander raised his head and waited for Martha's next words.

"Madeline should have something important, right?"

Martha smiled and said, "Then take it away and let Madeline make a choice. If she doesn't choose you, it means she really doesn't love you and has been using you before.

"If then--"

Martha suddenly clenched her fist in front of Homelander.

"Use the Fist of Justice on her!"