[Comprehensive British and American] Mr. Wayne's daily life of social animals

Talia watched the ninjas chase after her son with tearing eyes, and she shouted, "You can't kill him!"

Rasaogu sat back on the chair, and he sneered: "His body is the most precious resource, I will not kill him."

"Catch him alive and bring him to me!"

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"Aren't you going to sleep tonight? Even Batman sometimes sleeps at night."

I sighed and turned to A Fu: "Sorry."

"You don't have to be sorry for me, Master Tim, you just need to calm down."

I nodded, Bruce has been away for 4 days, and he hasn't come back yet, I'm really a little anxious.

But I should trust The Dark Knight.

"I'll go to the bat cave for a while, Ah Fu, you should go to bed early."

I stood in front of the screen and looked at the case statistics for tonight. There were 5 murders and a bank robbery.

I slumped on the chair, staring blankly at the top of the Batcave. I didn’t drink much coffee today, but I just couldn’t fall asleep.

I heard a little strange sound.

I reached for my weapon on the rack and walked in the direction of the sound.

"Bell, can't it be you again?" I whispered to the bunch of little guys I raised, and they would make a little mess in the Batcave from time to time.

"A nasty sound."

What I heard was Damian's voice, which I hadn't heard for half a month, and I sighed: "I knew you would drill the vent sooner or later."

"Do you know where my father is? I'm looking for him this time."

"Damian, I suggest you go back and have a good rest."

"I really need my father's help, don't laugh, this is not funny at all! Because there is an old monster who wants to take my body!"

"Where did the old monster come from?"

"My maternal grandfather Las Ogol."

Isn't that old pervert dead?I looked at this little boy with disbelief, the cloak on him was the one I gave him last time.

"Batman isn't here."

"I'm not kidding, forget it, I'll find it myself."

Damian turned and left.

I stepped forward and grabbed the child's hand: "Come back to me, Batman is really not here."

"I think you just want to monopolize my father!" Damian grabbed my hand with an aura of backhand, and the two of us tore apart.

"You are just jealous of me, jealous that I am my father's own son."

I'm jealous?No.

"But I am my father's pride, and I am Bruce's pride, and your father is not proud of you, and my father will never be ashamed of me."

Damian's eyes widened, and he pulled the Batarang from the workbench beside him and threw it at me.

"Touch!" The bomb was triggered.

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When I regained my composure and prepared to go to Wayne Manor to continue hunting down this little brat, I saw Ah Fu lying on the ground.

"Da! Mi! Ann!"

I pulled the ceramic vase newly bought by Alfred and hit the boy directly on the head: "Let go of Ah Fu!"

The old butler wailed: "No...Master Tim, Damian is trying to help me, a poor old man who fell from the ground...You should give this child some"

When my guilt just arose, I was directly smashed on the head with an oil painting.

Fuck you devil bastard.

As soon as I struggled out of the painting, Damian kicked me in the chest.

"You two young masters!" Alfred looked at the two children fighting together in bewilderment.

"Poor thing, did you think Batman would leave it all to you? No, it's all his own, mine."

Apart from the blood relationship, is there anything else in this kid's mind?

"Do you think Bruce wants this son of yours? He doesn't want to!"

"But I am his blood son, and you are a poor orphan, you only seek comfort in fantasy."

I lifted my foot and directly pinned the boy's waist, turned him over and threw him down the stairs.

Damian grabbed my ankle and pulled me down with him.

"Poor orphan?" My anger rose to full capacity, poor orphan, oh shit!

I twisted his neck and hit his temple: "Who the hell is pitiful now!"

"No! Master Timothy!"

Damian immediately felt dizzy: "You can't kill me! Stop!"

"Why not?!" I go tnd Damian!

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Maybe the kid was right... Las Ogol was after him.

When I knocked another ninja flying with a stick, I couldn't help but tell myself to hold on.

I saw a woman with a knife slashing at Damian with a machete, and I kicked the woman away.

Ninjas came flooding in one after another, where did Las Ogu raise so many people?

"TT, I can handle it myself."

Damian, who was beaten half to death by me just now, held his knife across his chest, and I helped him smash an attacker away with a stick: "Forget it, can't you die?"

Just now, when Damian and I were about to fight to the death, Alfred woke me up. He forced Damian to apologize to me, but this kid was very stubborn.

While the two of us were still arguing, a group of ninjas in black attacked Wayne Manor.

I only had time to push Ah Fu into a safe room, and I met the enemy shoulder to shoulder with Damian.

Although the level of this group of ninjas can only be considered top-notch, and it is even more incomparable with Shiwa, the wheel battle is still consuming the strength of me and the devil cub.

I tried to hit the help button that notified Dick.

……

"Thank you!"

When the blue bird came to me, I immediately felt relieved, Dick brandished his two short sticks, and quickly helped me bear most of the pressure.

but……

"TT, you two really don't kill people?"

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The entanglement was ultimately unsuccessful, and when I woke up, I found myself in an empty hall with Damian lying beside me.

Fuck, no, this is really the base of that perverted old man Ao Gu.

I quietly touched the side of my leg with my hand, and found that all my weapons had been disarmed.

I heard Damian's slightly altered breathing beside me.

I turned over from the shelf and kicked the people on both sides. A group of people swarmed up, and Damian and I tried to escape back to back.

"Stupid Drake! You didn't have a plan!"

"In this situation, we should attack suddenly and leave! Follow me!"

"I think you are"

I pushed Damian violently. According to this kid, what Ogu longs for is his body, and he wants to use his body to gain new life. I can't just sit and watch Bruce's son being tortured like this.

Damian, who was thrown away by me, staggered and ran outside without even giving me a look.

I heard applause behind me.

"Damian is a completely cold-blooded person. After he uses you to achieve his goal, he will abandon you directly." I turned to the person who made the hoarse voice. Zhang's bloody face is now as lifeless as mulberry paper.

"Ras Aogu, isn't his cold-bloodedness inherited from you? I knew this a long time ago."

Lasaogu came to me: "I haven't seen my little detective for a long time, I like your fighting skills very much."

"But I don't like you at all."

"We're not enemies, Tim."

I got goosebumps: "You can call me Drake." Just call me like that Damian.

Rasaogu clapped his hands again: "I will give you time."

I saw a group of women in burqas approaching me.

"Why do you have a group of women here?"

The zombie showed me a terrible smile: "I hope you can enjoy it, this is a specialty of the League of Assassins, little detective."

These pretty-looking women came to me with food and drinks, and a girl reached out and touched my cloak.

I waved to knock her off, but I saw tears in her big eyes.

"If you don't like this one, I can change it for you."

I realized that the change in Las Ogu's mouth was obviously killing the girl in front of me.

I stiffened my muscles and let them take off my cloak and top.

"You'll love it here."

I let these poor girls stuff dessert into my mouth and let them do their thing to me.

I felt as if I was being taken advantage of and didn't enjoy it at all.

"No," I couldn't help it when a woman tried to kiss my breasts, "what you're showing me doesn't appeal to me!"

"...Maybe you are too young, you will find the benefits I provide you."

The old pervert waved his hand, and the women left in a panic.

He walked up to me in person.

"If you don't like these... I am a person who appears in front of you after defeating death. My soul can leave the body and return to this world, so I can do it for others."

I look at him.

The leader of the Assassin League smiled, and I could see something meaningful in his smile: "Perhaps you want to reunite with your parents, don't you?"

Jack and Janet.

I clenched my fist in denial, "I feel good about having Batman as my father now."

Russ Ogue knew what kind of kid Tim was, and he liked the little detective so much: "But you're not Batman's son, Damian is, and Jason Todd will tell you what a detective is like." Choose a new assistant."

I listened to this zombie-like man preaching to me how he would carry out his determination and desire to rule the world. I think he was in a much worse mental state than when I met me in Taiwan last time, and some of his words were even logical. makes me want to laugh.

Did he come back to life in Sala Luchi?I remember that when Jason just came back from Sarah Luchi, his mind was not so clear.

Does the green soup have the effect of lowering intelligence?

My head is a little dizzy, and the world is gradually blurring.

"I'm sorry, cute little detective," the leader of the alliance came over to support the fainted Robin, "the drink just now contained some medicine, I can't bear to hurt you."

The leader of the Assassin League touched Robin's face with his dead hands for a while, and he took off Robin's mask.

After a while, the three of them were tied in by their subordinates.

Bruce saw Robin fainted aside: "No!"

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A family of three was bound in - Thalia, Bruce and Damian.