[Comprehensive British and American] Gotham X King's Thoughts

"why you?"

"I was about to ask, too." Jason loaded the gun, "Why are you here, Wilson?"

Jason saw the mercenary turn his head to the window and comfort him with a very gentle voice—although the combination of death knell and gentleness was a bit scary: "Little guy, wait a minute."

Red Hood is a ruthless man who has conquered a large area of ​​Gotham by himself. He is not afraid of the death knell: "Wilson, who did you take money from?"

Then Jason heard a boy's voice: "Uncle, the person you found is me..."

Jumping in from the window was a boy who was estimated to be 12,3 or [-] years old. He was wearing Jason's familiar uniform. He had short, slightly long black hair with slightly curly tails, and blue eyes that turned around nimbly: "So cool! I like it." !"

Just hear Deathstroke say, "No, it's not, it's a Gotham gangster."

The boy in the old Robin uniform looked at Jason carefully, and then stood behind the death knell.

"..." You also have the face to say that I am the leader of a gangster!

Jason felt that the masked boy looked familiar, but he couldn't tell where it looked familiar—who made the violent Robin Dick in his memory already 1 meters tall.

"What? You are no longer satisfied with bringing your daughter to Grayson, are you even handing over your son to him?"

Unexpectedly, hearing Jason's words, the little black-haired boy shrank back even more behind the death knell.

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"This troublemaker just saved my life? I can't believe it!"

Damian's hair was about to explode after being kicked by Roy to avoid an assassin's attack.

"A brat who doesn't even have full hair, this is the world of adults." Roy supported Ye Yi with one hand, and shot his snare bow and arrow with one hand with the other.

"I said can you two stop arguing now?" Ye Yi felt that there were 600 ducks calling beside him.

"But brother, I thought you invited me this time to miss the old days. After you finish fighting the bad guys, let's have some fun—"

No, Roy, it's not me asking you out, it's you asking me out - I want to go to the bar again in my girlfriend free time, not be a couch potato, not have fun with what you call - go home raise a daughter.

Damian was even more irritable because he was saved by Roy just now: "You say it again? 'Brother'? I am his only brother, so don't even think about it—"

"Little D," Ye Yi sighed, "I'm not..."

I shouldn't have given Roy the location of Gotham when he was texting me like crazy, Nightwing thought wistfully, I'm like an old father with two kids now - two teenage kids .

"Calm down, you two, what are we here for? Stop talking, we should go find what's on board now."

"There's..." Roy choked up, and he quietly pushed his 195-pound body behind Yeyi.

"Oh, Arsenal, you and the two little servants you brought? What's this called?"

"So we finally found out that your girlfriend was behind the scenes? Or your ex-girlfriend?" Damian laughed fiercely as if he had found Roy's tail.

"Don't tell me, those 79 text messages you sent me called me to come here to solve business, not to mediate between you and Li'an's mother-I'm really not that old uncle in China."

"Where did you see this strange thing again," Roy muttered, "and please keep your voice down, Cheshire cat ears are very good."

Standing on the deck, an Asian woman with black hair fluttering in the wind crossed her arms and looked at the three people below who were already preparing to fight: "Infighting tradition."

"Goodbye Arsenal! Hope you have a good fight."

After the Cheshire Cat left, Ye Yi finally grabbed the heads of the two little villains with one hand: "Okay, that's enough, I don't want you to provoke each other anymore, let's sort out the clues and why the Cheshire Cat finally will appear here."

I'm really a father now, Ye Yi thought sadly, I didn't even give Jason the position of Godfather of Lian, but now I want to be the father of two silly boys who don't even need diapers.

"The League of Assassins will never be that simple."

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Dick's going to be annoyed when he gets back, Jason kicked Deathstroke in the stomach and I messed up his apartment.

But it must not be my fault, blocking Deathstroke's fist with his left arm, Jason continued to think, it's all because Deathstroke, a bad old man, brought a child here—wait a minute, this kid is not Deathstroke's grandson, right?Could it be the child left by Dick when he was Ross's teacher? It seems a little possible depending on his age.

Just at this moment, Jason was hit in the lower abdomen by the death knell.

The severe pain from the internal organs woke Red Hood up, he gritted his teeth and lowered his center of gravity, and a sweeping leg also overturned the death knell.

Unlike the two adults who were thumping hotly on the carpet, the underage child worker Dick was so relaxed that he almost watched the scene with the tomato sauce-flavored potato chips that Jason was eating just now.

Neither of these two is a good guy. Dick is shaking his elf boots, and the black-haired burly man even has white hair streaked!This Gotham mobster's ass is ready to kick him anytime - which is exactly what Batman's best sidekick, Robin, should do.

Although the white-haired mercenary old man was very kind to him, but out of Robin's intuition, Dick always felt that something was wrong.

Should I run away?Dick suddenly stopped his dangling feet, which was a good opportunity.

What should Batman's witty little assistant do?Dick took a look at the room quietly—it was a typical bachelor's room, and it was still tidy, but Dick quickly found what he wanted.

……

"Haha."

"Are you kidding me?!" Jason tried violently to break free from the nylon rope that bound him, and the kid in Robin's clothes who tied him just now had already run away—but that kid might not be Dick and Rose either. son, for he tied the knell with him.

"I think he's so cute." Deathstroke was also trying to break free from the nylon rope, and Dick, who was standing aside and watching obediently when the two were fighting fiercely just now, touched it from some corner of Grayson's house. A roll of boat nylon rope came out and tied the two together while they were focused on each other.

"The little follower you brought tied you up, can you still laugh?"

Deathstroke just continued to laugh, then rubbed the strong nylon cord against the corner of the table in an attempt to fray the cord.

You don't know what you missed, Deathstroke taunted Jason inwardly, but he had to get out now and get that little bird back to its nest.

Although this little bird is young, it is very smart.

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"We destroyed their conspiracy together," Roy looked at the grand exploding fireworks in the air, and put his arms around the big blue bird's shoulders, "I really didn't expect that I could work with Robin, uh, I mean the current Robin."

"Maybe," after finally chasing down the secret base of the League of Assassins in Gotham and destroying their another plot to control Gotham, especially with two adolescent sons on the way, Ye Yi was very anxious Tired, "I should have been able to handle it better tonight..."

"Oh! Dick! We can't do it without you," Roy said, pulling Dick's shoulders tighter. "We all owe you."

Damian ignored Roy Harper's ramblings, but he agreed with the red-haired troublemaker's last words, turning his face slightly and whispering: "I'm glad you left your stupid Brudhaven. Going to Gotham, I mean . . . you made me feel different when you were around me."

Ye Yi sighed, reached out and rubbed his youngest brother's hair: "Little D..."

He tilted his head: "If you all say you owe me favors, I have already figured out how you should pay them back."

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I could have been driving the Batmobile, and Damien was sitting on the intercity bus with his schoolbag, why didn't he let me drive the Batmobile?

The boy with honey-colored skin had a stinky face.

Yesterday, Ye Yi told him and Roy that the way to repay favors is to take the place of Brudhaven's Ye Yi, who has not fully recovered from his arm injury, to conduct night patrol today, so today Damian is extremely boring after finishing Gotham Elementary School. After class, I took the intercity bus and started tonight's journey in the name of my brother who lives in Bludhaven.

I have 7 Ph.Ds, Damian continues to be a villain, and I can drive.

When he stopped at the transfer station in the middle, Damian's pupils trembled: "Isn't it, it's the Robin battle again?"

He saw a boy in a yellow cloak trying to sneak into a car going the other way.

I wouldn't mind my own business, but who made the opposite party wear Robin's clothes?

This is a little kid from Bludhaven after all (but the little kid is as big as you), I just want to prevent Mr. Grayson in the police station from being eaten by the crying baby mother Tofu.

Damian was making excuses for himself when he decided to go up and get the little kid who was apparently playing Home Alone and bring him back to Brudhaven.

"Kid," said the hand that patted Little Dick on the shoulder, startling the little Robin, "did you run away from home?"

Dick turned around and saw a boy about his height. The boy was wearing a hoodie, jeans on his legs, and sneakers on his feet. His expression was full of displeasure.

"No," and you're the kid who needs attention, "I just..."

"Your uniform is outdated now, you know? The Robin uniform is tight pants, and the cape has a hood."

Dick: "...Is there something wrong with your brain?!"