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

Gotham.

A gang war broke out across Gotham City.

Stephanie overturned the man who was about to attack the children and women, and she turned to see Cassandra who was tying up the man's accomplice with a rope.

The blond girl paused, and she turned to leave.

Batgirl listened to the support request from the oracle in her ears, and looked at Stephanie who left silently, she hated her clumsy tongue.

one hour later.

"Are you okay?" Cassandra pulled up the spoiler on the ground.

"...I'm fine, thank you." Stephanie rubbed his wounds and stood up.

"You shouldn't be here anymore, it's dangerous, you should go home...Tim will be worried."

"I know, I just want to help you, although I'm not Robin, but now Robin is gone..."

"Nightwing is back," Cassandra was worried about this girl, Stephanie. She really has a lot of shortcomings in terms of experience and combat power. This war all over Gotham is not what she should come in. " Do not worry."

Stephanie shrank herself: "I understand."

Cassandra watched Stephanie leave with a premonition in her heart: "Don't tell me you're hiding something from me!"

Now Stephanie seems to be in a bad mood, completely different from the way she was stepping on her feet and laughing in the apartment together.

"Kassan, Louise Grieve High School needs you now." Barbara's notification came to her ear, and Batgirl stopped chasing the spoiler and nodded.

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new York.

"What are these?" Directly using the AI ​​steward to conduct a thorough investigation of SHIELD, Stark was still busy with his steel armor, but when Edwin put the results in front of him, Stark was still busy. Can be shocked by this result, "The S.H.I.E.L.D. in Hydra... How is the captain still alive?"

Stark thought of the popsicle dug out from the North Pole by S.H.I.E.L.D. Tony felt that if the captain knew the truth, he might have a complicated mood.

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"I have a cousin in your place, named Slade Wilson... Your brother is very familiar with him, and some people say that he greened your father. Is it because of the famous DC with green ass or Asa Xin Zaizi's mother seems to say it a little differently, Oh my God, that pile of *@d}f in the editorial department, what kind of mess is this, I don't know."

The pervert who appeared in front of me was wearing a red and black tights, his small mouth kept talking, and there were many words that had been blocked all the time.

"Uh," I finished the waffle on top of the ice cream and wiped my mouth, "what are you talking about, sir?"

"I mean, there's a guy from DC in Marvel's movie universe, it's weird, like givugjgcigcu..."

His words were inexplicably blocked again.

I know the word Marvel, because this is a comic or movie I have read, but what is he talking about DC?

"Forget it, the author said that if I continue to spoil the show, she will remove me from the cast list." The weird man reached into his penis, pulled it out vigorously, and then took out... a coin, "The author is so stingy Is it? I just want to buy an ice cream and lick it!"

It wasn't even a minute before this strange man who spoke upside down appeared in front of me, and I heard eight times of shielding.

"Do you need me to invite you?" Judging from the muscles on his body, this man is very capable of fighting. In this world that also has superheroes and mutants, a weirdo in strange clothes is likely to be a person with superpowers.

"You seem to be very rich, but in some worlds you have also gone bankrupt. Every time I run around, I can't use my card if I change places. I used to have a bald man when I had a good relationship with him. card, but I can't swipe it now..." This guy's mouth is like a machine gun, and he can't stop, "When I chat with my cousin someday, let's rub the money from the red head of his cohabitant, I like that Guy aesthetics!"

The weirdo in the red and black uniform staggered away again, holding ice water in my hand like I was alone.

I looked at the coin that he took out from the pen that he left on the table, and silently took the paper and pushed the coin aside.

After a while, Connor and Kang came back. The two of them started to quarrel for some reason, so they flew away together and said that they wanted to settle it privately. Now both of them seem to be fine on the surface, but I found that Connor’s Moxi The dry hairstyle is a little askew, and Kang's clothes are a little wrinkled.

"You two had a fight?" Although it was doubtful, I was sure.

"It's not all because he said that the name embroidered on your underwear now is his..." Connor realized that he had slipped his mouth.

I don't know what to say, I really didn't realize that the embroidery on the corner of the clothes I wore recently was made by Kang... because the embroidery is exactly the same as the ones I usually bring at home.

Kang explained it this way: "You know that Alfred later gave me the task of housekeeping, and I usually do these things."

"You still live in Wayne Manor?" Connor asked while rubbing his back, "Why didn't Lex drag you out of Gotham?"

"Do you really think you are Luthor's property?"

In the past two days, I have noticed that even at Kang’s age, his violent temper towards Luther still exists. He once chatted with me bluntly and said that even when his Tim was very old, he always Worried that his hair would fall out faster than Tim's - Luthor had brought him a great psychological shadow.

As for Connor, I don't know if the relationship between Luthor and Clark became a bit strange for a while or because of some other reasons. Although he also somewhat repulsed Mr. Luthor, to some extent it is now a bit like night. The feeling when Tsubasa ran away from home.

These two people's different views on a certain intelligent bald human is also the beginning of my interest in how many Connors exist in the world-will there really be a Connor who is completely Luthor?

"I lived in Wayne Manor for granted. If you want, you can try it too." Is it easy for me to live in Wayne Manor? I, Kang recalled his own years, it was a history of blood and tears.

The one who has the biggest opinion on me is not others, but Dick, who has the best relationship with me. Dick is very strict with Tim, knowing that his teammate is old and eats young grass (actually Kang is younger) ), Dc is very irritable when he first kicks his butt, he often launches Damian to attack Kang in all directions.

Connor didn't know much about Nightwing and others in his world, but the image of being taught by Batman under the red sun some time ago was still imprinted in his mind.

"Go, go, whoever dares." The leather-clothed boy poked his neck.

You discussed staying in Wayne Manor, did you ask my opinion?

Whether it's Kang's calmness or Connor's intelligence, the two of them always start arguing from unexpected angles when they meet. I look at the bright sunshine in New York outside the window, push away the chair, and leave the two of them in the store to continue arguing.

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"Have you found out so much?" When I was chatting with Mr. Stark on the phone, I suddenly discovered that this super-actionable Iron Man had reached such a point.

"Thank you for your help, boy." Stark's eye circles were dark, but his spirit was still high, "I may be busy recently, pay attention to your own safety."

I opened my mouth to tell Mr. Stark the latest news about a strange man that Brock Rumlow next to me had contacted, but I stopped.

Maybe I should look it up better.

"Do you need a bodyguard?" According to Master Gu Yi, there is still some time before we go back. The repair of the door between the world and the world requires patience. It is not impossible to sit and eat 10 dollars, but I see Connor and Kang by my side every day I really can't stand being turned into two children bickering.

I tried my best to sell bodyguards to the richest man in New York: "Connor is really super effective for bulletproofing. The upper and middle layers of his skin's cytoplasm are like non-Newtonian fluids. His connective tissue is like carbon fibers instead of collagen fibers. You can fight more than your Mark, but you must know that ordinary bodyguards are also very dangerous around you, recently."

Stark listened to the familiar words of selling insurance on the opposite side, and couldn't help but feel sad for his good friend, Comrade Connor: "I think you can keep him by your side."

"That's too annoying," I complained in a low voice, then raised my voice again, "No, Mr. Stark, he should be happy to be around you, and he can play a bigger role."

Stark looked up and saw the group photo of him and Happy, and thought of the endless tricks of Hydra that he had found, and finally said: "5 dollars a month? Free food and housing, you can come if you want. "

Considering that the monthly salary disclosed by the Avengers is 3 US dollars plus various insurances, Stark's price is actually quite reasonable.

"I won't go... You should make good use of Connor."

"Tim," Tony slowed down, thanking the boy from another earth, "you can call me Tony."

The author has something to say:

A certain chatty guy from Marvel and DC's Robin idiot are cousins.

The two of them have been linked by Marvel and DC, and they have cue each other in their comics.

Once Connor came to Tony's side, he could open his clairvoyant eyes to see the Winter Soldier's activities.

There are fewer and fewer comments, and my gestures of asking for comments are also getting less and less. Can I ask for some flirts asking for comments?

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