American comics: This guy is crazy

Son of Batman, fifth Robin, Damian Wayne.

The arrogant and contemptuous eyes just glanced at Allen gently.

His father is Batman, his mother is a core executive of the League of Assassins, and his grandfather is a ninja master. It can be said that he wants money and people, and he does have arrogant capital.

Bruce didn't know how to introduce Allen's identity. After all, he was once a member of the League of Assassins.

"Dami, I am your father."

According to Allen's character, how can he tolerate a naughty child pretending to be cool.

"What?"

Damian said angrily: "Give you a chance to apologize."

Perhaps because he grew up in the League of Assassins, Damian's thoughts were very extreme when he was a boy. If Bruce hadn't been watching, he would have killed all the criminals in Gotham.

If everyone were to die, Batman would be unemployed.

Besides, how could Bruce be willing to die with the Joker who fell in love with and killed each other?

"If you don't believe it, you can ask Thalia if she has ever been honest with me." Allen said with a mean smile.

That night, Allen frantically took off the clothes of the two sisters, then put them on himself and sang and danced all night long, not to mention how heartily they were.

"Damn it, you are not allowed to insult my mother."

Thalia's status ranked first in Damian's mind, and he immediately took action angrily.

"Damian, calm down."

By this time, Bruce's words had fallen on deaf ears.

Damian punched Allen regardless, vowing to teach the guy who spoke so freely.

"Dami, since you refuse to recognize each other, why should father and son kill each other?"

Allen dodged easily and kept chattering with a mean look on his face.

Under the stimulation of words, Damian simply lost his mind.

Bruce, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, knew that he could not persuade his son, so he wanted to make him suffer, so that his reckless personality would not suffer big consequences in the future.

As for Damian’s bloodline, there is no doubt about it.

Not to mention genetic testing through technological means, and the time when Allen disappeared did not coincide with the time when Thalia was pregnant. There was a gap of at least one and a half years.

Plop.

Damian fell backwards.

With his speed advantage, Allen easily tripped him down, and did not forget to mock: "Who taught you the three-legged cat kung fu? My clothes didn't even touch it."

Unwilling to admit defeat, Damian stood up and fought again, fully demonstrating that he will never look back until he hits the wall.

"Master, who is he?"

One after another, figures descended on the rooftop.

Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, and Batgirl all looked at Allen playing with Damian.

"Bruce, Bruce, you secretly formed the Bat Family."

Allen shouted excitedly: "I, Bateman, also want to join, or I can join in the name of Whipwoman."

The Bat Family!

Bruce found it very pleasant to hear and immediately named it after the Bat family.

"Of course you are welcome, but you have to pass their test."

Bruce winked at the righteous disciples and ordered them to besiege Allen together.

For a moment, five people surrounded Allen, while Bruce stood aside and watched.

Suddenly, Allen shouted that it was unfair: "Three against five, the more are bullying the less, right?"

"Aren't you alone?" Bat Girl asked in confusion.

Allen raised his hands: "On the left is my ex-girlfriend, and on the right is my current girlfriend."

"superior!"

At this time, no matter how late they react, they can all think that this person has a serious brain disease.

The five of them launched an offensive together, and even if it was Bruce, he would choose to avoid the edge temporarily.

Bang! Snapped! boom! ah! ah!

The members of the Bat-family, who have made criminals in Gotham City fearful, lay on the ground in agony in just one encounter.

"I didn't even use any force, you all lay down." Allen said proudly: "It's not challenging at all."

This is a serious matter, and Bruce can't bear to lose face.

He originally thought that Allen would not win too easily and would at least suffer a little.

As a result, all the boys lay down so simply.

To be honest, if Batman were not the protagonist in the comics, he would have died a hundred and eighty times ago. It is unrealistic to even think about confronting Superman head-on.

Allen's level 120 thieves have a professional attribute bonus, so he doesn't need to use any skills to defeat a few mortal beings.

"I want to try your skills."

Bruce took a serious stance and really wanted to know the depth of the opponent.

"Okay, let me pamper you."

At this time, Allen put away his mean look and drew out the sharp sword he was carrying.

Seeing this scene, Wu Xiaoqiang watched intently with bated breath, looking forward to whether the godly master could defeat this man.

In an instant, both moved together.

In the flash of lightning, two figures passed by each other in the dark night.

There was silence, waiting for the results.

One move determines the outcome.

"Father, the ears on your head," Damian shouted in shock.

"ear?"

Bruce raised his hands in confusion and touched the pointed bat ears on the mask.

empty!

I can only feel two holes, and my fingers can touch my scalp.

hiss…

The visor and helmet are made of composite materials with high technological content. A rifle shot may not be able to penetrate the helmet if it is close to it. The single cost of the helmet is as high as 100,000 US dollars for high-end goods.

If the sword goes down a little and cuts on the neck...

Bruce didn't dare to think any more, feeling a chill on his neck.

"Yeah, my ears are here."

Allen turned around and made a yes gesture, with bat ears on two fingers.

The outcome has been decided.

The Bat Family is completely defeated.

"Aba, are we a team now?"

"Calculate."

He has no reason to refuse now, and he wins with fairness.

Besides, having such a strong helper is a sure-fire deal.

The operation to eradicate rape and evil is canceled tonight.

Wu Xiaoqiang was somewhat injured, and he didn't have bat ears. If the criminals saw his embarrassment, it would be a stain that would be difficult to erase.

Allen refused to calm down and walked straight up to Damian and asked, "Do you want to learn a skill? Just call me Daddy and I will teach you."

Damian rolled his eyes and looked away, secretly hating that he couldn't beat him, otherwise he really wanted to punch him twice in the mouth.

"I don't have anything with me. I'll give you this as a greeting gift."

Alan stuffed a burger wrapped in paper and handed it to Damian.

He could see from Allen's sincere eyes that he would definitely not give up if he didn't accept it.

Moreover, Damian had never eaten a hamburger. When he thought of his father, Bruce, who had always taught through words and never experienced normal fatherly love, he really wished he had an ordinary father, no matter how ordinary he was.

As far back as I can remember, training and learning occupy the majority of my memory.

The stubborn expression on Damian's face made him feel relieved.

He took the burger, opened it, and ate it.

I hate to admit it, but the burger is delicious.

"It tastes good."

Allen smiled with his gums exposed and said proudly: "This is the food I received from the Wayne Avenue relief point. From noon to now, I specially put it under my arm to keep it warm."

Relief food! ?

From noon to now! ?

Close-fitting armpit insulation! ?

Phew..., vomit...

Damian bent down and a rainbow of colors poured out of his mouth.