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

It's just too lethal - especially since college majors - no, since Dick joined the Titans thinking he's a big kid to keep his dignity in front of his peers, Dick stopped kissing him Hugging and sticking.

Bruce involuntarily let go of his hand.

Dick saw the blown fluff gradually submissive to the old father, sucking his nose, he really felt a little wronged - the most wronged thing was that the Grayson he brought back disappeared.

That's a great Nightwing!If something happened, how could I explain it to Bruce of Ye Yi!That Bruce Cookie was so delicious, and he smiled sweetly to himself.

"I had a time adventure before..." Dick's voice was telling the story enough to make his high school group of girls yell modo modo, but Bruce was harboring worries about Robin.

"You made your hand like this to save a girl."

Dick nodded without hesitation.

His slender eyelashes trembled: "Of course I would do this. You were able to go to hell for a whole month for a strange girl. Am I right?"

There is nothing wrong with them, they say so much, what about revenge for crimes, defenders of urban order, and various titles added to Batman and Robin, but in essence, they are nothing more than two do-gooders.

The pursuit of goodness and justice is their essence.

Bruce understands this. He never thinks he is noble or different from others. He is also willing to lend a helping hand to any innocent little girl in Gotham, or America, or even the world, even if it is possible. Give your life.

This quality of his is the reason Superman finally accepts him and believes in him even more than in himself.

He is also happy to give this quality to Dick, to his heir, to his eldest son, to his brother...

But it doesn't mean that Bruce is willing to see Dick dragging his bruised hand in front of him - the injury is on Dick's body, and the pain that can't protect him is reflected on Bruce.

"You continue," Bruce's voice was hoarse, but his voice has always been so low and hoarse, Batman is a patient with throat cancer has long been a well-known stalk, Dick didn't notice anything wrong, "What did you do next?" came back?"

"I met another you next, Bruce..."

Dick went on and on, but he consciously buried something again.

Dick bounced and ran to the side and took out the new Robin clothes that Ah Fu put there for him. This one was still red, yellow and green traffic light color clothes with a pair of yellow tight trousers added.

It's looking pretty good too, Dick thought, maybe a little like Tim's uniform.

"Alf said trousers would be more practical." Bruce drooped.Own just blue eyes.

"You mean I don't have to wear my short boots and shorts?" Even though the 9-year-old Dick was obsessed with his shorts, he felt that he was used to more high-tech tights in the world of Nightwing. Fu's new design seems to be good too.

"It doesn't matter what you wear," Bruce said, taking off his cape. "We need to talk."

When Batman says we gotta talk that's the code for the dynamic duo, Batman says, Robin listens, without exception.

"I'm listening, Bruce." Dick smiled.

"Application for day study," Bruce picked up the pen on the table and began to delineate the school directly from the computer, "New York University or Imperial College of Technology in New York are fine, apply for day study, go back to Wayne Manor to live, I think you should have enough Time... By the way, you formed an organization called Titans, right? Is it the original one? I think I should talk to Lightning..."

The smile on Dick's face faded: "You agree with me leaving Gotham to go to college, but you still want me to spend as much time in Gotham as possible, right?"

Bruce nodded without hesitation: "We have been facing this war, and Dick I have been involved with you for 9 years now, Robin is my deputy, you are my soldier, if you can't put yourself Give me your all, then you're wasting our time with each other."

Dick opened his mouth, he felt a little short of breath.

"Bruce," he said with one hand on his hip, his better right hand eagerly gestured, "I'm not trying to get away from you, I'm just, no, if you really need an assistant..."

He couldn't explain it.

Bruce took a deep breath, he didn't listen to Dick's rambling, only the ticking of the wall clock in the Batcave was in his ears.

Robin is not safe anywhere else, Batman is acutely aware of that, he can go to New York, he can go anywhere, but he has to be in control.

Dick will get hurt.

"No," said Dick, who had completely managed his emotions. He thought of becoming Batman's right-hand man, Nightwing, who could be completely trusted-if he was still by Batman's side all the time, it would mean He can only be his assistant and will never grow, "I know what happened in Gotham recently, why don't you ask Superman for help?"

And Batwoman, you even have Batgirl!That Barbara girl is doing a great job...

Dick is still a little sour at the thought.

Bruce felt the cold air in his chest as cold as from the Fortress of Solitude.

"Okay then, I'll just say that again—you're fired, Dick."

"What?" Dick thought he had heard wrong.

"Get out of my Batcave! Leave your Robin uniform! Go to your college in New York."

Bruce paused for a moment and stuffed the recommendation credits that he had prepared long ago into Dick's hands, "You should be able to, shouldn't you?"

If Robin is not willing to live under his protection, then maybe Dick is better off not being Robin - New York means safety and a fresh start to him as opposed to Gotham.

Their custodial relationship also ends with their 18th birthday coming soon. Perhaps for this little soldier who joined a strict and secret organization in his childhood, he can leave and have light when he is an adult...

"you are fired."

1, 2, 3, 4——

I tnd know there are 4 times, Dick feels a kind of absurdity, Robin who was fired 4 times, aha, even if his Batman can't find 4 Robins at all, he can fire himself 4 times.

Do I want my hot face against your cold ass?Wasn't my emotional adjustment good enough when I came back?Haven't I done my best Robin attitude to you yet?

Say fire, fire.

"Okay, okay," Dick nodded expressionlessly, "If this is what you want, then I can do it, goodbye, Bruce."

……

Bruce didn't let him go: "Dick."

Is he trying to keep me?Dick stopped immediately, and put back the half-removed glove on his arm.

"Leave your uniform."

……

Dick lowered his head: "Okay, listen to you, Bruce."

This is a new uniform that Alfred made for me, and I haven't even gone out to try it on with my new practice stick, Dick's hair is covering his blue eyes.

"Goodbye, Bruce."

Batman standing alone in the Batcave was like a silent statue, until Alfred walked in with a shotgun in his hand: "I heard a strange noise here...Master Bruce? You need help?"

"My God! Master Richard's clothes..."

"Dick is fine, he's just gone."

Alfred clenched the handle of the shotgun: "What?"

"I fired him."

"But... are his clothes still here?" This is the new clothes you told me to design for Dick's 18 years old with great interest, and you nailed every buckle of the universal belt on it by yourself Up there, Master Bruce.

Why didn't the young master take this dress away?

"You don't want me to wear this old bone to be a Robin for you, do you?" Afu drooped his face, "Are you serious? Master?"

The master didn't want to answer Alfred's words, he just stood there blankly, turned on his phone after a long time, and sent a text message to a certain alien.

Turn on the surveillance on your phone for me, and, also, Dick's arm is hurt.

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When Dick woke up from the Rage Seed, she found herself standing under a ball.

The ball also says - Daily Planet.

I appeared under the big blue building.

Dick hesitated at the front desk of the building for a while before walking in: "I'm looking for Clark Kent."

Dick didn't quite understand why he was at the Met when he was supposed to go to New York first—as he told Bruce, he was going to college.

But he just came to Da Lan, the bat cave just now was too cold, he needed some sunshine to dry himself off.

"Okay, but dear sir, did you have an appointment before?"

"I'm not sure, I'm Dick Grayson," Dick put his hands in his pockets, "maybe you can call me and ask?"

The girl at the front desk looked at this handsome young man without any impatience: "Of course it's no problem, just wait a moment."

After a while, the front desk hung up the phone: "The reporter from Kent is at 12"

"I know on the 12th floor, thank you for your help."

When the handsome young man with black hair walked away, the receptionist stroked his little heart: "He is really handsome, but I remember Kent is on the sports edition... he can't be a sports star, right?"

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"Fire!"

Clark hasn't had time to check his text messages. He has been very busy recently, and the presidential election is about to come. He, a sports reporter, recently got an assignment on the political side. The dog capitalist Wayne can understand the difficulty of being a social animal.

So when Dick said he was fired, Clark literally dropped his glasses.

"How could he fire you?" It's almost...

"It's not the first time he fired me."

Uh, this is true, five years ago when Big Blue was not so busy, he flew to Central City every day to hug Little Red Bird.

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Dick: Bruce is the dog boss!

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