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

Aogu saw Robin standing there blankly and was a little curious. He walked over, but Robin hit him in the stomach with a stick backhand.

Why do you feel this way when you go to Tibet?Isn't the world travel that Raven mentioned is related to contact with different time and space and mysterious power?Why is Tibet so special, or is there a mysterious power on the roof of the world?

Focus, focus.

Tim, don't let the clutter disrupt your life anymore.

Lei Xiao Aogu didn't care about the boy's backhand, he was very curious about Robin's state: "Do you have altitude sickness?"

I ignored Master Ninja's words, gritted my teeth and sat down on a roadside stone.

Seeing that Robin's face was pale and cold sweat began to break out on his head, Ogu began to feel a little lack of interest. He stood beside the robin and asked, "I thought you would understand, but why didn't you respond?"

The pulling feeling became more intense, and just when I was in an inexplicable pain, I heard a wind.

Familiar wind.

Connor fell from the sky, he ignored the inexplicable eyes of the locals, and came directly to Ronaldinho.

"You're calling for me."

I held Connor's forearm, stood up with his body, and looked up at the leader of the League of Assassins.

Ogu looked at the Gotham robin standing with the cloned Kryptonian with an elusive meaning, he touched his chin: "Maybe this is the Dark Knight... oh, well, kid, first A present for you."

Connor vigilantly blocked the box thrown by this strange guy for Ronaldinho. Under Ronaldinho's slight nod, Superboy opened the box.

Inside the box was a bone - Connor, who sees through humans every day, knew that this was not a human bone, but this shape was not a common animal bone either.

The leader of the Assassin League disappeared in an instant. Connor felt that the skill that turned his head was a bit like his own Ronaldinho, and it was a bit like Batman. It floated in the air and handed it to Ronaldinho.

I didn't care about the bones handed over by Connor, my head was getting more and more dizzy, and I staggered and dragged this super kid who didn't know what a low profile was to a place where there were few people.

"Connor, Connor," the blood-red S logo that made me feel strange but very familiar appeared again in front of my eyes, I felt very wrong, I felt dizzy, as if countless needles had been inserted into my head , "Connor..."

Superboy grabbed his own Ronaldinho at a loss, and he took Ronaldinho into his arms: "Are you really uncomfortable? May I take you out of here? Did that weirdo do something to you just now?"

"No..." took me to a place with fewer people, and I was sure something was going to happen to me.

Princess Connor picked up Robin and flew to a snow mountain in Tibet.

The closer to the roof of the world on the plateau, the stronger the tearing feeling, I finally made a decision: "Connor, do you still remember the first time I saw you..."

"At that time, I decided that you were the best life partner in my world."

I didn't mean to say this, I tugged on Superboy's collar: "Remember when we strayed into another world? I had a kind of... Get away from me, I think I'll come back, help me notify Batman .”

Connor reached out and touched Tim's face, which was still sweating even on the icy snow mountain, and he made up his mind: "Since I went with you last time, there is no reason for me to leave you alone this time." , together we can..."

I can't wait to kick this Kryptonian off the mountain-you thought it was a honeymoon together, last time I ran to Arkham, who knows if I will be taken in front of Darkseid!

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"What is that, TT."

Halfway up the snow-capped mountain, a boy wielding a gun with a gun in his hand looked at the pair of people who suddenly flew to the top of the mountain and disappeared, feeling a little confused.

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I don't know if it was because I tried my best to resist the tearing feeling too much this time. When I passed out, my whole body hurt badly.

I heard someone calling me: "Xiaohong, is that you?"

"Do not--"

When I opened my eyes, I instinctively wanted to take the stick off my waist - even if I wasn't wearing my Robin uniform, put on my universal belt, Timothy always had the playb.

But I was changed into a loose and comfortable cotton pajamas, without any weapons.

I found that the place I was staying in this time was completely different from the previous abrupt crossings. This was a high-end room in a hotel. The room is very familiar. Judging from the grades of tissue paper and tea bags placed on the table, and the ceramic teacups placed on the mahogany table next to it, this should be a configuration only available in top-floor suites in metropolises.

I was so sore all over, it was like Big Red had hit me all over again, to use Tim's adjective.

But I didn't care about this, did Connor come with me?Is he the one who put me in this suite?This world is a human world - is there still a Batman?

"Connor." I asked in a low voice if Connor was there, then smashed a glass on the table, and hid the sharp shards in the palm of my hand.

The door of the toilet was pushed open, and a man came out and answered me: "Are you awake?"

This is a strange man, about 1 meters tall, with black hair and a pair of beautiful blue eyes that make people feel familiar.

—Isn’t this Clark Kent?

I subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but then quickly let out a breath—his ears are completely different from those of Mr. Clark.

This man should have shaved his beard in the toilet. There are still many stubbles on his right face, and his left face is already smooth.

The tall man looked a little embarrassed when I looked at his face, and he said, "I'm sorry, please wait a moment."

Then I watched him take out the mirror, his eyes glowed red, and he shaved off the beard on the right side of his face.

What's this?Hot sight shaving?

I've confirmed that this guy is Kryptonian too, and the glass shards in my hand have pierced the palm of my hand—hell, my clothes have been changed, and the kryptonite ring Connor gave me is not on me now.

"Nice to meet you," the tall man stared at me with a pair of eyes that didn't seem to be blue in the world, with sadness and nostalgia in his expression, as well as a hint of joy, "I'm Connor Kent."

"No, you are not."

The so-called Connor didn't care about my denial. He blinked with super speed and a bottle of plaster appeared in his hand, and then walked towards me.

I subconsciously took two steps back and took a defensive posture. I know Superboy's weakness, and I know this guy's physical skills are still...

The person who called himself Connor easily grabbed my hand, then threw away the glass in my palm, carefully and seriously looking at the wound.

"I am indeed Connor Kent," he exhaled softly, and the cold wind froze my hands, which made me even more surprised--you know, Superboy doesn't have Superman's frozen breath, "But this is First time I saw you, dear Timothy Drake."

"And you know another Connor? I mean, my Connor."

Timothy can bend and stretch. In the absence of kryptonite, to deal with a Kryptonian who obviously has superpowers, following him is the best choice.

"The guy in the leather jacket and red leggings? Probably transferred somewhere in New York, I just caught you when you fell from the sky."

"New York?" The term immediately woke me up, and I hadn't heard of New York in a long time in my own world.

"Yes, New York, USA." The blue eyes of the man who called himself Connor looked at me tenderly, which made me uncomfortable.

"Can you help me find him? I want to go home with him."

"If that's what you want."

"Also, can I have my old clothes back?"

Connor agreed without hesitation, and I nervously grabbed my other uninjured hand. Will he return the lead box to me?

My old jumper jeans, um, panties were clean and folded and Connor put it directly in front of me, I thought he didn't notice my pile of odds and ends broken gadgets, but at last the mysterious man reached out and opened the lead case.

Kryptonite released green light, reflecting the whole room was green, I took a small breath and observed this strange person who should be a Kryptonian, but this guy had no change in his face.

You must know that for the kryptonite ring, Superman will immediately feel a headache and knees with a soft plop-my partner Superboy, who has half of Superman's genes, does not react as strongly as Superman, but the pain is also great for him. .

Why can this man who calls himself Connor Kent face kryptonite without any change?Is he really the Kryptonian I thought he was?Is it really Connor Kent?

Connor, who looked normal, took out the ring and played with it. His blue eyes covered by long eyelashes were full of nostalgia and pain.

"That's a nice ring, did Connor give it to you too?" I gave one, too.

"Ah."

"You have to keep it," the man put the ring back in the box, then closed the box and gave it to me. "It's useful for killing Kryptonians."

My face changed, not sure if he was implying something was wrong with Superboy or if he was warning me.

"Tibao," he turned his head to look at me before opening the door, and said in that gentle and familiar tone, "I'll wait for you downstairs."

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Immediately after the man left, I looked around, then took off my cotton pajamas, put on my jumper and jeans, and stuffed my sticks, ropes, darts, and various small props into the places where they should be. place to stay.

Finally I picked up the watch, opened the small smart computer hidden inside, and started searching for signals.

——The place I am in now, judging from the phone placed by the bedside, should have developed to the era of WiFi.

The computer marked with the bat logo inside quickly relied on the intelligent system to crack the signal here and connect to the Internet, and I scanned a piece of news that popped up at a glance.

"Captain America Returns"

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