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

I saw the man coming out of the car with a flamethrower and a rifle in his hand, and I stopped yawning immediately.

It's not good to develop like this. I stripped Batman and said that he should be more peaceful recently, and he will continue to join the night watch after he investigates the reason why this group of people went crazy.

But it is impossible for me to be indifferent to the lives of the Chiko family below——

I kicked open the door in front of the rope, and kicked the man who was holding a gun against Ariana to the ground. Now I can easily deal with this group of tall and strong men with weapons on their backs. Said it has become very smooth, but I forgot, there is a...

The KGB beast is pointed at me with a mechanical weapon.

The man is two feet four inches tall, and his thick Russian accent is full of madness and pride: "I'm here to kill you, Batman's little follower."

I got up slowly on the ground, and I knew him, in the Batcave records.

"Little rascal, I will never forget the last fight, now is the time for me to tear you to pieces!"

I understand that the Robin this man is talking about is not me, but Jason.

But that doesn't make things any better.

The group of men escorted Ariana out again, asking for her father's whereabouts. I need to save this girl and face this KGB beast in front of me at the same time.

What I never expected was that Ariana's father ran out. In order to save his daughter, the old man——

"No—" I heard the girl whine.

I am late.

No, the old man is dead. I need to protect Ariana. I have violated my father and Bruce. If this girl is not rescued, then I am completely sorry for my actions tonight.

I used all the props - fog bombs, paint bombs, hidden marbles, but I still couldn't stop them from taking Ariana away...

The quality of this group of people is very strong, even stronger than the people who guarded the main path under the Snake King.I chased away the car uselessly, and I seemed to see myself who was as powerless as my mother died.

I'm going to get this done, I need to know what these guys are up to with a Russian print shop owner, when are they coming to Gotham, what's going on with Ariana.

I stopped and found that I had reached Chinatown.

I heard a familiar voice: "Isn't this Robin?"

It was the subordinate of the Snake King who captured me on the Maginot Line. The woman put on a blindfold and called me directly under the cover of her accomplices: "If the Snake King sees you, he must be very happy. He gnashes his teeth in his dreams. Shouting your name!"

What!The Snake King is not dead?

Falling from the 33rd floor didn't die?

I was terrified by the information revealed in the words of this group of people. I have to admit that this woman called the civet cat is very powerful. I was surrounded by a group of men holding blades. This woman hit me with one hand. the back of the head.

She was grabbing my hair—I suddenly understood why some agents were bald.

I lay on the ground and saw a black shadow flying across the sky. Is it Batman?

Before I could think of a way to fight back, a masked woman in a cloak fell from the sky, pulling a rope.

"Follower of Batman?" She knocked out a slice.

I didn't answer her, and the woman continued on her own, "Are you Robin? Where's Batman?"

This woman's level is extremely high. Unlike my embarrassment, she is quite capable.

"No Batman tonight."

I got up and joined the crime-fighting team.

The woman said as she started, "I'm the Huntress, Batman must have told you about me."

"……No."

The woman paused and changed the subject: "Come with me!"

She put my hand directly on her waist, shot out a hook lock, and flew into the air like a bird.

I couldn't help but increase my strength to hug this lady. Unlike Cassandra, this lady has an excellent figure. I could smell the dizzy perfume from behind while holding her .

While leading me to the tall building, the woman muttered, "Did Batman mention me once? Did I tell Robin that I didn't once?"

This woman's angry resentment towards Batman makes me think that she might need a therapist - certainly not Harley Quinn, if it is Harley Quinn, this one may also be a masked vigilante in my opinion The lady might turn around and join the Arkham fandom.

Batman has a lot of sluts, I still remember the Catwoman last time, and the Poison Ivy who had caused me a psychological shadow in the past-I want to sleep with Batman, but I can sleep with Batman and Nightwing!

And this set is quite popular among some female criminals in Gotham.

This lady who claims to be a huntress, can't she be such an idiot?

Facing the morning wind in Gotham, the woman had her black hair blowing behind her head: "Tell me what's going on?"

Maybe it was because this lady saved my life, maybe it was because I was really emotionally unstable after losing Ariana's whereabouts, and I opened my mouth to Huntress about the Russian gangsters, printers and snake kings.

"You're in love, the shopkeeper's daughter?"

"I do not have!"

"You are exactly the same as him. He used to be..." The huntress stopped, and handed me a piece of paper: "What they are going to do is related to this kind of paper. I just brought out a piece of paper."

I reached out and picked up the piece of paper. The material of this paper is very special, with special fibers mixed in it, but why are these people crazy about it, as if they are advocating drugs?

"You did this behind Batman's back, maybe we can cooperate, so that we can smash the plans of these villains and save your girlfriend..."

"Ariana is not..."

The huntress tugged at the rope and left.

"...not my girlfriend."

I fumbled for the scratch paper that the huntress had left me, wondering why on earth these gangsters needed it, and thinking about the huntress, the beast, and the girl, exhaustion flooded my brain.

"Drake!"

"what!"

"Classroom is not a place for you to sleep, come to the office with me after class!"

"teacher."

"I'm a little worried about you, Tim. I realize that you've gone through a huge family change some time ago, and I sympathize with your parents' misfortune."

"teacher?"

"But when your father was unable to take care of you due to physical reasons, Mr. Wayne took care of you for a while." The teaching director thought about the image of Bruce Wayne in the newspaper and the rumor that Wayne wanted to annex the Drake Group ambition, pinched his nose.

But I didn't know it at the time: "Bruce helped me a lot, he was my father's friend, like my other father."

"Now your father is much better. When I visited my home last time, I saw him discharged from the hospital?"

"Yes." I realized the conversation wasn't going in the right direction.

"So you're still staying with Mr. Wayne."

"Bruce hangs out with me sometimes, he's a great friend."

The dean straightened up: "Are these activities those sports activities? Are they extreme sports?"

"We just played golf, rode horses..."

"But no activity can explain the cuts on your face, the bruises on your body."

The dean came to me: "I know Wayne is not a good person. I had a student named Richard Grayson many years ago. He was a beautiful little boy with black hair and blue eyes, just like you. Maybe you Yes, he is the adopted son of Mr. Wayne."

"..." Then I don't know?Dick Grayson, AKA Nightwing, Bluehead Cop, a low-paid subpatch, who makes cereal with milk every day, and calls home when I'm free to make me drink less coffee and miss the cookies.

Now I really realize what my teacher's mind is starting to think, isn't it, Mr. Gotham Entertainment News, do you read it too?That thing is toilet paper!

"Look at your wounds, look at the dark circles under your eyes, you don't need to suppress yourself so much, I will always stand behind you," said the dean, standing in front of me emotionally, and she pulled down my jacket The collar of my shirt, saw the bruises and whitish wounds on my neck and collarbone, and my face became even more livid, "I talked to your father, Mr. Drake, and he also thinks that you should not talk to Mr. Wayne. It's getting involved."

"The despicableness of a rich man cannot be covered up by his wealth. Justice exists. Tim, as long as you speak out, you don't have to swallow your anger. We will protect you."

I glanced at the knife marks on the exposed neck and the bruises that had turned purple, and bit my lips tightly, trying to think of an explanation!Timothy!Bruce is a playboy, not a cock who likes to play with little boys!

I have already seen the image of Wayne in the eyes of my dean, an upper-class figure who uses his wealth and power to tease little boys with perverted desires.

"And Jason Todd, what a nice boy he was. I used to teach him, he was also a boy with black hair and blue eyes. Oh, you may not know, he is Wayne's second adopted son, the car accident Passed away. I still keep the novel he wrote, and even joked with him, saying that if he really becomes a writer in the future..."

The dean closed his mouth, turned his head and akimbo aggressively and asked me: "Can you tell the truth now, Tim."

"I……"

"Where did your bruises and wounds come from? I just want you to answer this one question."

"When your father was in a coma, you lived in Wayne Manor, and now you are still in Wayne Manor, you can honestly tell me who did it."

"No, not Bruce," I figured our sparring wasn't a fight, "he never hit me and never will."

"Then who will do it? Who dares to do it to you!"

"I..." Did I fall by myself?No, this excuse cannot explain the knife wound.

"I was blackmailed by a senior..."

"Do you know his name?"

"He may not be from our school."

"OK then."

I finally breathed a sigh of relief, but I heard the respectable dean say: "I will ask other schools for the list of students, come tomorrow morning to identify the photos."

……

It’s over.

When he came home at night, his father asked, "Let me see your face."

I knew it was over.

The author has something to say:

The joy of persecuting Bruce!

The Helena mentioned here is not the Helena of Earth 2, but the Helena who appeared in the original Batman. The reason why the Huntress is so angry with Batman is because Batman dismantled her and Nightwing's lover file.

Helena: Batman is really cruel!My father-in-law doesn't like me!

Add a batfamily joke.

Dick: The number one partner in the world is real, Super Bat locks me up!I swallow the key!

Jason: Wonderbat is real, Wonder Woman and Batman are locked to me, female A male O, I will produce food!

Tim: I think Batman can be unique, well bro, I also think the world's number one partner is real.

Dick: I'm so touched...

Tim: bat super szd! 50 shades of gray!The domineering president and the little reporter's wife!Batman is attacking!

Dick: Shit, Nijia!

Damian: I'm going to drop the shark on top!