“…”

Russell was even more panicked when he heard this. Bruce didn't even want his face for the old housekeeper. If he knew it was his move, it would be great!

Russell was in a bad mood when he thought of a superhero named Batman watching him silently behind his back.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

At this moment, Alfred, who was unconscious, coughed twice and woke up slowly: "Master Wayne..."

Bruce was overjoyed and helped Alfred up: "Afu, how are you? Can you still hold on with your body?"

Russell leaned up and slapped the holy light. Looking at Alfred, with a rosy complexion, he widened his eyes and asked, "Butler, who beats you, is it the clown? It must be the clown! It must be him. I just cured Bruce's broken waist, which is equivalent to saving his life, so it must be the clown!"

Alfred narrowed his eyes, looked Russell up and down for a while, and turned to Bruce and said, "Master, it's indeed the clown who did it."

Bruce remained silent and stared at Russell: "So that's it, it was the clown who did it!"

Russell: "…"

These two men are more sinister than the other, and I miss the silly silly like Deadpool!
Chapter completed!