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

Have you ever tried the feeling of being slammed by someone?

I am very familiar with this feeling, so familiar that it makes me feel sad. Fortunately, there is Rachel, a member who is proficient in healing magic. The horrible hallucinations of minced meat finally disappeared.

"We have to find Jason," Xinghuo put me on his lap, looking at the line of blood written on the top of the corridor, the alien princess's brows and eyes were full of worry, "This is a challenge to the Teen Titans. "

"He is a retrograde crawling from the blood pool of hell." Raven floated in the air, her eyes began to blur, "He smells like the river of hell."

I got off Xinghuo's lap pillow, stood up and glanced at the people who cared about me: "No, he's from Gotham."

"But he used to be a Titan, and now he still comes to us..."

The Beast Boy couldn't help but refute. He had quarreled and worked with the second-generation Robin. Obviously, it was their former partner who committed such a bad crime. Garfield believed that he should have the responsibility to find Jason, and then ...

"He is from Gotham." I recalled Jason's questioning. He never belonged to the Titans. He only had Gotham in his heart. Putting out the fire is like burning in that city, and his return should also return to Gotham.

Victor obviously understands the strange obsession of Gotham people. Once Nightwing, Barbara, and Batman of the Justice League, these bat families who act in the dark, always tell others what is called-get out my gotham.

"Does Batman know?"

I recalled what Bruce had done recently, without nodding or shaking my head, I resisted the discomfort that my body was still sore and sore, and said goodbye: "I think it's time to go back to Gotham, I have to go to school tomorrow."

……

"He just went back like this? I saw that he was beaten so badly before?" The Beast Boy's tone was full of disbelief.

"He's working too hard... By the way, did I not write my thesis?"

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When I got back to Gotham, Alfred wasn't in the Batcave, just the computer running with a slight sound.

I looked up at the screen, and there was a picture of a man in a red helmet and another smiling 15-year-old Jason Todd, Match.

Batman knows that Red Hood is Jason!

I covered my mouth, sat on the chair, and turned my head to look at the uniform wrapped in the smoke of the bomb and Jason's blood in the glass cabinet.

Jason was wearing exactly the same one when he went to meet me at the Titan Tower, except that he was a completely different person than his 15-year-old self.

He's all about revenge now, but Batman will stop him, bring him back, and I crack a smile—how am I going to introduce myself to Jason when he comes back?

I am Tim, your successor, you are my idol, have been, are now, and will be in the future?

Or should I punch him in the head first, in retaliation for the beating he gave me?

Either way, I'm sure Batman can bring him back.

They used to be so good, they were father and son, partners, the light of Gotham, redeeming each other.

Unbeknownst to me, the Joker who disappeared into Arkham on Friday appeared in Jason's arms.

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"Brudhaven's explosion." Jason touched his chin.

"One son crawled out of the grave, and the other went in... What an unexpected ending."

"Dick..." Batman stared blankly at the exploding fireworks in the distance.

Bruce wanted to leave to go to the scene of the explosion to see what happened to Nightwing, but Jason stopped him: "You can't go, besides that guy, there is another guy who has to die tonight."

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"Oh, yes, yes." Jason's voice grew louder.

"Let's play for real."

Bruce felt Jason's growth, the kid was serious, and the two started beating each other with the other's life as a bargaining chip.

As Jason hit, he thought: Hey, old guy, your skills haven't slipped.Thalia is worrying too much about your broken spine.

……

Batman punched Jason to the ground: "I failed you once, but I tried my best to save you. And what I'm doing now is also saving you."

The gun was aimed at him.

Jason covered his face and laughed: "Save me? You save me? Bruce, I don't know what makes you feel guilty for not saving me, is it your excessive sense of morality, or your inner guilt .”

There was endless grief in his voice: "I forgive you for not saving me."

Because it was the fault of a child who was arrogant, reckless and stupid.

"But why, why! Why is this fellow still alive!"

"If you don't kill this crazy scum..." Jason took out his gun and pointed at the man opposite, his other arm strangled the clown's neck.

"Then I'll show you."

Jason's tone changed suddenly, and he slowly moved the gun to the clown's temple little by little: "Do you want to stop me? Then you come and kill me."

Bruce clenched the other gun he snatched from Jason just now, and he felt a flame burning his throat: "I won't..."

Jason gritted his teeth and interrupted Batman: "If you want to stop me from knocking out his crazy and confused head, then you have to shoot me in the head."

The clown felt the cold water dripping on his neck, and this pleasant feeling made him laugh out loud: "Oh my God, little bat! This script is very interesting! Wonderful!"

Jason tightened his arms again in resentment, tears rolled under his eyes, and he asked again: "He is still me, you should make a decision."

Bruce gritted his teeth: "Stop..."

You can't do this, Jason, you can't.

Jason looked at Batman's expression, and he seemed to gradually understand everything.

He recalled the child he saw in Titan Tower, lively and sunny, like a child shaped by sunlight.

In his days with Batman, Batman is a person with both conceit and low self-esteem, and the scars of the past have been tormenting him. What he needs is the company of a happy Dick, but what he gets is a man with only a dark past. Jason.The strong-willed Batman has not yet been able to get rid of the trauma of the Wayne couple being shot dead, and Jason naturally has not been able to get rid of his tragic past.

They were two scarred beasts who tried to find support from each other but failed, and Batman finally abandoned the little bird whose wings were not yet fully fledged. Died on a cliff.

Then he had a new bird.

"I thought I was the last person you would allow him to hurt... because if you were the one he beat you to a pulp and you were taken from the world by him... the only thing I could do was put this damn Garbage sent to hell."

Bruce was silent for a while: "There was a time when the only thing I wanted to do was to kill him, dreaming about catching him every day in my dreams, letting him suffer a month of inhumane torture like you, letting him He died in pain and screaming."

Jason's hand loosened.

The clown laughed wildly: "Dear little bat! We have such a good understanding! I used to think so too! After all, you are..."

Jason gave the guy a nosebleed with an elbow.

"But if I do, there's no way I can go back."

"What kind of weird code is this? If I cross that line, I'll never turn back." Jason kicked the clown hard and crushed him twice in the face.

"I don't ask you to kill anyone else, Scarecrow or Dante, I just ask you to kill him."

"He separated us forever."

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I was in the Batcave while I was finishing what Black Mask's men were doing-this guy actually got 100 kilograms of kryptonite, the Batcave was not robbed, did he rob Luthor?

Frowning, I looked at these reports of Red Hood and Black Mask working together, and sighed: What is this all about?

I reached out and touched the earring in my belt. In response to Jay's words, I transformed Janet's emerald ring into earrings and matched them into a pair. This pair of earrings is my most cherished Mother and Jay - gifted to me by a good friend of mine.

But Black Mask once owned 100kg of kryptonite!It's the other way around, it's not!

When I put down the earrings and continued to fumble with the computer to check the record of Oliver Quinn's short cooperation with Batman in Gotham City, I seemed to have a heart palpitation.

"Dick..." I couldn't help chanting the name, and then I saw the WARNING that popped up from the bat computer.

"My God, Bludhaven..."

I called up the video of the explosion scene. A huge explosion took place in Gotham's satellite city, and the fiery fireworks were blowing up in the rain.

I cover my mouth.

Is dick there?how is heWho launched this attack?What is the purpose?what can i do now

My calmness finally made me quickly find what I had to do. I wanted to contact Nightwing first, and then help him with the rescue and investigation of the Bludhaven bombing.

"Dick!" The phone rang for a long time, and the intercom channel couldn't be opened. Where did Nightwing go?

Will something happen to him?

My pounding heart told me that something was going to happen. My intuition was always accurate. Trembling, I called Xinghuo: "Help Dick...please..."

Xinghuo on the opposite side was obviously frightened by me: "What's wrong with Dick? Tim, what's wrong with you?"

I held the phone and looked up to see myself reflected in tears on the screen.

"Go and save him, in Bludhaven..."

There are ravens around Xinghuo who can teleport instantly, and the Titans are the ones who can rescue Dick the fastest. While I press the button to request communication from Batman, I control myself not to think about it.

Tim, it's okay, it's okay, everything will be fine.

The author has something to say:

Something happened at home, so the update time may be late in these three or four days, I hope you can understand.

Under the Red Hood, I have recommended it before. When I wrote this, I couldn’t help adding drama to my second brother. Every time I revisit this anime or re-read the manga, I want to make a fool of Brother Tong... …

There is just one problem. In this comic, the eldest brother was tricked a bit miserably.

There is another update in the evening, I want to read your comments while typing!