I heard my dad is a clown [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Just like Bruce said, Tim really woke up soon.

The moment the last child of the Bat family, Damian, walked in the door, the teenager seemed to have never fallen asleep. He sat upright beside Bruce very naturally, took off his tight suit jacket, and untied the Windsor knot on his tie. , and greeted Joey with a smile.

The whole process flowed smoothly without any pause, as if this scene had happened countless times.

Joey: "..."

Suddenly I feel that Tim's life is really hard.

The little red bird, who was being looked at lovingly by the little girl, kept a decent smile. At first glance, it was a standard commercial smile practiced in various boring banquets, but it was strange that it didn't make people feel perfunctory.

But his younger brother Damian doesn't seem to think so.

"Tim! Stop your disgusting smirk!"

The little boy with some baby fat on his cheeks yelled in disgust, his light blue pupils fused with his mother's genes were as fierce as a wolf cub's green, making him look like a ferocious man who had been pampered too much young master.

The young master dragon arrogantly held his head up and occupied the seat on the other side of Bruce. He patrolled the living room possessively, only to nod slightly when he found himself sitting closest to him, and wrapped the bat dog Titus in his arms with satisfaction. Lumping.

"Damian, the son of Batman, the one who will inherit the bat mantle in the future."

The little green bird arrogantly declares its ownership.

It can be seen that Damian is eager to be recognized by his father, hopes that he will occupy the most important position in Bruce's heart over other Robins, and does not take the threats of his brothers at all.

Joey also knows a little bit about this.

Damian was born in the League of Assassins. He was brought up by his mother Thalia and grandfather Lei Xiao Gu since he was a child. He experienced arduous training throughout his childhood. Killing people was just a common thing. From this, he developed an arrogant and violent personality. The character of contempt for human life.

It wasn't until he came to Bruce that he realized how great his father's career as the guardian of Gotham was, and in order to become more like the father he admired, he hid his violent nature and strictly urged himself to walk towards Batman. on the road.

Although Damian has now grown into a qualified Robin, it is obvious that he still has a long way to go to truly inherit the title of Batman.

In any case, the Damian Wayne that Joey saw in front of him was just a short, squat kid who was a bit too possessive of his father, maybe a bit bearish, but his cute face was enough to offset that naughty belt Here comes the bad feeling.

"Joy, Joey Stark, my dad is Iron Man of New York."

The little girl exchanged self-introduction with him with a little pride, "I am five years older than you, you can call me sister."

"Tony Stark, I know him." The little green bird showed a wicked smile with a hint of mockery.

"The middle-aged man who flies around in iron skin every day to play handsome, he should retire, or find a professional to correct his poor aesthetics."

Bear boy maintained the miraculous expression of "you are so hot to my eyes", and looked up and down at the well-behaved little girl.

"?!!" Joey stared at him in disbelief.

Why are you so fat? !

Who gave you the courage to slander my old father? ! !

The little girl calmly took back what she said about his cuteness, and felt more and more that the bear was hideous and needed to be taught with an iron fist.

"May I remind you that Batman flies around Gotham every day with cat ears on, and he's the same age as my dad."

They are all middle-aged men in their 40s, and no one is better than the other, and her father has not been painted by the same people as a blue-eyed cat in a black cape.

"That's a signal receiver! And why do you discriminate against cats?! Are you still human?!"

It's just unbelievable!

Those who don't like fur must have brain problems!

Damian Furry, a deep poisoner, Wayne looked at the little girl who was so angry that she turned into a puffer fish like a monster.

"I don't discriminate against cats, you're talking nonsense! And maybe I'm not human!"

Joey yelled back aggressively.

"Then are you a cat star?"

"no……?"

The little girl was stupefied. She didn't know why the topic suddenly changed here.

"The dog?"

"Not at all."

"Then what else is the alien from the furry planet?"

"...Probably not, I don't know what I am, but I don't seem to have turned into a small animal."

Joey seriously began to analyze the possibility of his own body.

"Bernese seems to have said that my alien god father is based on a giant octopus, if I can also turn into some animal..." The girl made a fuzzy shape in the air, "Probably a mutated giant Pacific octopus Bar."

Even if it looks better, it can only be a blue-ringed octopus magnified countless times.

"evil…………"

The little green bird made a disgusted sound mercilessly to show its disgust.

After all, it is just a hairless aquatic product, so ugly that it is not even worth eating.

"what are you doing?!"

Joey looked at the brat sticking out his tongue and rolling his eyes in shock, never expecting him to turn his face faster than a book.

This kid, why are you such an asshole? !

She was still discussing her prototype in a harmonious and friendly manner just now? ! !

However, it does not.

After confirming that her prototype couldn't have hair, the bear child quickly turned his face ruthlessly, his chubby face was expressionless and cold like a scumbag.

"Ah."

He is four assassins who don't have any feelings, don't try to get close.

The little girl who wanted to step forward to take revenge on the bear child saw Damian who was ignoring everything and concentrating on pawing the dog, holding her breath tightly in her chest, losing two years of her life in vain.

A plate of cookies was silently pushed in front of her, and the old butler behind her promptly brought a glass of warm milk.

The soft and delicious sweetness melts on the tip of the tongue, the fragrance of wheat flour and the mellowness of dairy products blend, the sweetness of sugar seems to be mixed with the taste of strawberries, which is different from the milk-flavored cookies just now, it is more attractive to little girls their favor.

Joey looked at Jason with a complicated expression while stuffing cookies into his mouth.

I didn't expect that a [-]-pound strong man with a chest, a waist, and a butt, with a red hood, likes this tune, emmm... quite girly?

Jason, who was murdered after the weird straight man's aesthetic, didn't realize the crisis at all, but instead moved closer to Joey secretly, enjoying the same dessert with his sweetheart with a happy face.

Stark's special mobile phone in the pocket vibrated with a muffled sound, the little girl swiped out the call interface, and Mr. Mustache's cheek in the steel suit was projected in mid-air.

"My dear, I'm sorry, but the plan has changed slightly. You may need to spend the night at Wayne's house today."

The gentle voice from the speaker was distorted, but the soft love in the old father's brown eyes was completely conveyed to Joey.

"Is it dangerous?" Joey was a little nervous.

Ordinary terrorist attacks do not require all the Avengers to dispatch at all, but judging from the screen, everyone is fully armed and ready for battle on the Avenger Walker. She even saw Loki's golden horns and Chief Fury's glowing black marinated head.

Even if Loki wanted to stay with his brother, but Director Brain, who had always stayed in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s own Helicarrier, sat aside with a gun in his hand, which made Joey feel that things might be beyond the normal attack. of danger.

"It's just a little trouble, Mrs. Fury made a fuss."

Tony comforted her softly, but his expression was rarely disturbed, but he was well hidden in the relaxed teasing.

This temporary mission seems to involve the little girl's life experience, and Tony even went to the "Summon" restaurant to ask Bernice about it, but she only vaguely felt that this matter was related to Hastur's ethnic group, the specific situation is still You won't know until you get there.

In any case, it was not his style to make Joey worry blindly when he was not sure, and it would not be too late to wait until the dust settled.

"It's not good for a little girl to always think too much. Enjoy your trip to Gotham to the fullest. You won't have the chance to be abducted by brats to spend the night in the future."

He raised his eyebrows and showed a smirk, and he got his wish and saw the irrepressible red glow on the little girl's face.

"Okay baby, we're off. Give Daddy an encouraging kiss now?"

After getting the shy kiss from Joey, Iron Man covered his chest under the eyes of his teammates with different expressions, and fell back on the seat happily.

"It's too sweet, it's really too sweet." Mr. Mustache told everyone about the benefits of being an old father intoxicatedly, "You should all raise a daughter, she will worry about your safety every time before departure, and give you a Kiss each other, and tell you 'Daddy, I'm waiting for you to come back' in a sweet and soft voice."

"When you come home exhausted, she will wipe your face with a hot towel, pinch your shoulders with her little hands, act like a baby to you, and tell you that she misses you so much."

"Although you can't accompany her every day, as long as you look back, you can see her trusting Mu Ruo's eyes, as if you are her whole world and can protect her from wind and rain. And she will always be your staunch supporter. "

"Shut up Tony!" Fury glared at the man who was about to go on with his only remaining eye. "I'm about to die from the smell of vinegar."

The sour smell of single dogs is simply suffocating.

"I'm really not jealous that he has a daughter," Clint clarified as he huddled in a corner holding a quiver, vowing to draw a line with a group of single dog teammates. "After all, I'm different from you. I have a wife and children."

"Shut up Clint." Natasha shook the widow's sting on her wrist, and saw him holding his quiver tightly with a strong desire to survive, and then said slowly with satisfaction.

"I'm a guy with a boyfriend."

"I have a younger brother too! My younger brother is here with me!"

The blond god with thick nerves unexpectedly had the intuition of a small animal, and the god of lies sitting next to him had a rare and pleasant expression, and even gently put his hand on his palm.

The two are so friendly, I can't help popping pink bubbles.

Steve Lonely Old Man Lonesome Rogeroff: "..."

It's okay, I'm strong.