American comics: This guy is crazy

After not seeing each other for so many years, Lei Xiao Aogu forgot that the other person was not in a normal state of mind and could not speak half of the words, otherwise Allen would not be able to understand.

Lei Xiao Aogu said bluntly: "Mine is the Blade of Salvation."

"I was shocked. I thought I wanted steak."

Allen breathed a sigh of relief and then refused: "Why should I give you the equipment I exploded in the dungeon?"

In Allen's view, Silent Hill is a copy, and he can gain experience in it.

The other timelines are all about upgrading in the wild, and not exploding equipment really makes Allen very distressed.

"Then you will face the pursuit of the Assassin League." Lei Xiao Aogu said in a threatening tone.

The Blade of Redemption and the Pool of Lazarus are the two cores of the Assassin's League, and both are indispensable.

In recent decades, due to the lack of the Redemption Blade, they rarely accept high-risk missions. Some assassins are resurrected and frozen to wait for the day when the artifact can be recovered.

But the problem with Allen spanned the timeline. In the vacuum of twenty or thirty years, Lei Xiaoaogu couldn't find anyone at all, and gradually put the matter on hold.

"Dami, you brought me here?"

Allen looked at Damian who was rubbing his eyes.

The two of them were related by blood, so the first thing they suspected was that he had asked his grandfather for help.

"who?"

Damian tried his best to open his eyes and saw Lei Xiao Aogu directly opposite him, and said excitedly: "Grandpa, you are here."

Things are no longer simple.

Then the only possibility is the handiwork of the Court of Owls.

Realizing that he was an enemy, Allen didn't need to be polite and said: "Old man, Gotham is in chaos and you can't control it. I don't mind having one more opponent for you."

"Very good. The world has not seen the prestige of the League of Assassins for a long time. Gotham is our new journey."

As soon as the words fell, the music started, and groups of men and women hugged each other on the dance floor.

In a daze, Lei Xiao Aogu had disappeared from where he was.

"You are indeed a ninja master, with incredible skills."

Allen praised him, walked straight to the masked man on the side, raised his foot and kicked him to the ground, and said cowardly: "Idiot, when I can't tell it's you, Ninja Master, Jie Jie Jie..."

The man sitting on the ground asked aggrievedly: "Who are you? Why are you kicking me?"

At the same time, everyone around him cast strange looks.

Allen opened his mask and suddenly realized that he had recognized the wrong person. He was frustrated and said: "Who asked you to wear a cloak because you thought you were handsome?"

Looking around and looking at the crowd watching the excitement, Allen said disdainfully: "What are you looking at? I've never seen a handsome guy beat someone up."

"There's something wrong."

In the crowd, a rich lady frowned and said something.

"I would have killed you long ago if I didn't think there was anything wrong with you."

Allen raised his hand to slap him.

Suddenly, the dignitaries present shouted for security.

"Slip away."

Allen became invisible and left the scene.

The vampire problem has not been solved, and another Assassin's Alliance has come, and we have to go out and cause trouble personally.

At this moment, Lei Xiaoaogu took out a mobile phone, dialed a number, and issued an order to his subordinates.

Under night, the assassins of the League of Assassins sneaked into Gotham through various channels.

That night, in a temporary conference room.

The Court of Owls convened multiple parties for consultation.

Dracula and Leixiaogu were present together.

The first judge sat high on the main seat, with a row of claw warriors behind him, looking at the two foreign aids.

"Your Excellency, the ceremony is about to be completed. I hope you can contain the target as agreed."

"Master Ninja, our request is to kill the funny bat and use the head as proof. At that time, the due reward will be paid."

Gotham is too chaotic right now.

The three parties are fighting with each other.

The Court of Owls sends the Claw Legion to deal with the pure-blood nobles.

However, Midnight Bully is like a bully, attacking completely indiscriminately.

"A pure-blood prince has arrived in Gotham, and I'm worried about whether he will provoke Lilith, the founder."

Dracula can escape unharmed when facing a pure-blood prince, but it's a different story if he's the ancestor of the blood clan.

Regardless of pure blood or mixed blood, there is natural blood suppression in the face of the ancestor, and it is impossible to resist.

Therefore, obtain the power of the Blood God as soon as possible and get rid of the shackles from the bloodline.

"Don't worry, we have hired many powerful people to secretly monitor the movements of the vampires outside. If there is any situation, we will immediately move the location of the ceremony."

The first judge gave the correct answer.

After experiencing the lessons of the previous failure, they made new arrangements and plans to ensure that they were just in case.

After hearing the response, Dracula nodded with satisfaction.

"I have a little request."

Lei Xiao Augu solemnly said: "I do not allow any harm to Damian. He is my grandson and the heir to the Assassin's League. Otherwise, he will be my enemy."

"Rest assured, we have taken this into consideration."

After all, Bruce was all they needed.

Of course, the Court of Owls has no obligation to inform about plans that are being brewed, and it can easily attract the attention of all parties.

Waiting for the passage of the dark multiverse to come, they can stand upright in the world.

"That's good."

Lei Xiao Aogu closed his eyes and rested in satisfaction.

Originally, his first choice was Bruce, but he followed his inner bullshit justice and became Batman.

Damn it, my daughter paid for it.

Fortunately, Damian was born with an outstanding son, and with his blood connection, he will definitely lead the Assassin's League in the future.

…

As soon as Allen got out, he was riding back to Arkham Asylum.

Soon they were attacked by killers.

An arrow struck in the air, and Allen controlled the front of the car with one hand to avoid it because the other hand was holding a steak.

Squeeze the brakes, stand still and look towards the roof of the building.

Already many Assassin Alliance warriors wearing black leather jackets were staring at him.

Allen greeted warmly: "Hello everyone, I am one of our own, a trainee from 1981, and I can be considered your senior."

"Alan, you are the one who will be killed. Those who betray will be punished." The masked leader responded.

Allen stared at the other party quietly, blinked his eyes, and asked for a long time: "Nissa?"

"I'm Thalia."

The other party took off his mask, revealing his beautiful hair. He was nearly fifty years old, but still had charm. His figure was enhanced by the close-fitting battle suit.

"Long time no see, I miss you so much."

Allen's expression became affectionate and he asked solemnly: "I have a question. I hope you can answer me truthfully."

"Okay, I'll send you on your way after asking." Thalia said coldly.

"Is rice my and your child?"

As soon as these words came out, the killers suddenly became restless and began to murmur in low voices.

"No, Damian shouldn't be Bruce's child. Could it be that Bruce is a grudge raising children for others?"

"The age doesn't match up. This guy looks like he's in his twenties, but he really looks a little younger, but his actual age is already thirty or forty years old?"

"We don't rule out the possibility, but Thalia is at least forty-eight years old. The two of them minus Damian's age. This guy had sex with the thirty-five-year-old Thalia when he was fourteen or fifteen."

"Awesome, awesome, I admire you."

"Envy, envy..."