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

When Superman sent Dick to New Jersey, he let out a small sigh of relief. It can be considered that the little ancestor's hand was almost healed.

Batman is also true, so rest assured that Robin is running around, he is just an 18-year-old kid! (shock)

"This motorcycle..."

"I found it in the warehouse at home in Kansas," Clark said, scratching his hair. "Even if you're going back, you need a vehicle—I didn't buy a car, and I don't think you have one now." Driver's license, I just brought this motorcycle."

Superman smiled and showed his white teeth: "I just checked it out with my dad last week, don't worry, I've filled the oil inside too."

Not that Batman is still watching me from behind.

Dick pursed his lips, and he finally turned around and threw himself into Superman's arms fiercely - his chest muscles were a bit hard, not as soft as Nightwing's.

"Thank you, Big Blue, thank you for being like my dad."

He meant it.

Superman didn't even know where to put his hands, although, alas, it would be nice if his own son was like Dick.

"The sun is almost going down now," Clarke just changed the subject, "If you want to go back to the circus, hurry up."

Dick turned his head and saw the setting sun over the field, and he buried himself tightly in the red cloak.

"Clark," he said softly, "I love you."

"Me too, Xiaohong."

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Harry and Waldo are now the two owners of Harry's Circus - but even then the two will put on costumes and perform in the ring.

Today is a very normal day. They are stationed on the edge of Gotham City, New Jersey. This is the second time they have passed through Gotham during their US tour. The last time was a few years ago.

"My brother Waldo," Harry said, touching the clown of his own circus with his shoulder, "we spent our entire lives arguing over who is the best circus, who would have thought that we would sit together now."

"You don't have a flying Grayson, and you don't have a clown," Waldo, who brought the flying Todd family and his own shares into Harry's Circus, the largest circus in the United States, felt a little sympathetic to each other, "Our fire girl and The lion Kerina is gone too, so it's nice to be together."

"Well, speaking of it, it's still Gotham," Harry said of the city. "Actually, Gotham is much better now than it used to be. I remember that... in the year when the Graysons died, their statistics The number of innocent deaths is still 567 a year."

"How come there are so many?"

Harry shrugged: "That's all, but this year the number has dropped to 213."

"Batman."

"And Robin."

Waldo laughed: "Speaking of which, does Flying Grayson still have a child left in this city?"

"Our former little Sun at Harry's Circus, Dick."

"Then," Valdo thought of Jason Todd, their little sun in the circus now, "may I have the honor to invite him to watch one of our performances?"

Harry thumped his hand: "Of course! In the past, this kid would follow his adoptive father across several states to see our performances. He took his graduation exam a while ago, and I didn't tell him about our two circuses. Merger thing."

"then you……"

"I'll call now."

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Claw is used to lurking work, lying here for two hours is simply a small case for him.

But he noticed a strange sight.

"I said," this is a pale-skinned man wearing a red robe with a high collar, and he has a red bird on his chest, "what are you doing here?"

"Of course it's spying on the clown, what the hell is that dog doing—uh"

The claws slowly raised their heads.

"who are you?"

"I'm a circus worker," the pale-skinned man squatted down slowly, "Sir, please don't lie on the grass that will be fed to Enoli, the bloody smell on your body will suffocate you." with her."

"This is Enoli's fodder?" Talon noticed this first. Enoli the elephant was also his best playmate when he was a child. Rachel plays.

The worker in red knelt down and hugged a bunch of elephants, then walked straight to the elephant.

"... What a weirdo, did we have this guy in the circus before?"

But before Claw finished complaining, the strange man in red came back again: "Sir, I don't think our circus sells overnight tickets."

But the sharp claws cheered up: "Hey, do you know the clown? The clown is after you!"

The man in red stared at the claw for a while: "Go home, our circus will take care of itself."

"How can you be so unreasonable?" Sharp Claw jumped up, and he found that the man opposite him was as tall as himself, "Don't you know, clown? I'm not talking about the clown of your horse group... the one in the mental hospital!"

The man in red with a high-necked open chest sighed: "Do you know how I can help you?"

"Richard Grayson?"

……

"How do you know my name?" Ye Yi and others!Young birthday!

Here comes a prophet!

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Dick parked his motorcycle and came to the circus that hadn't been back for almost a year.

There was a lot of people in the circus, and the smells of various animals and people were mixed together. He looked up and saw the poster hanging in the most obvious place. It was no longer the flying Grayson family.

But that's not bad, at least the atmosphere here is still so pleasant.

Dick walked towards the house with his shoulder bag on his hand that was almost healed by Kryptonian technology, but he heard the call to catch the thief again.

"Well, this is also a circus tradition."

He threw his bag to a passing girl: "Do me a favor, beauty!"

Jason looked at the bag in his hand and the man running past in a gust of wind: "Beauty?!"

He snorted and threw the bag into the hands of the dwarf Terry passing by: "Do me a favor, Uncle Terry, I'll go after a thief first!"

"Xiaojie! Be careful!"

Jason waved his hand when he heard it.

It was super easy for Dick to deal with the thief. When he was about to find someone to return the money he had stolen from this guy, a tall man with a pale face and a dead man in a red collar shirt walked up to him.

The man's voice was hoarse: "What's wrong?"

Dick hadn't recovered from the sight of a face that was as pale as he was used to seeing it in the Gotham Hospital mortuary on a living person when he felt a jolt in his midsection.

"I got it!"

Jason's two thin white thighs pressed hard on Dick's chest: "Say it! I want you to explain everything!"

The red-clothed man, who had a gloomy expression at first, couldn't help but lose his expression when he saw the blond-haired elf in the circus: "Jay, he is the one who helps chase the thief."

I know, am I not taking revenge on him for calling me beautiful?

Little Jason pouted and jumped off Dick's chest: "Uncle Johnny, I know!"

The twelve or thirteen-year-old boy bent over and pulled up Dick who was still lying on the ground: "I'm sorry... wait! Are you?"

Jason's breath became short of breath, his green eyes sparkled, and he stared at Dick closely: "You're Big Brother Grayson!"

"you……"

"I'm Jason Todd!" Jason hugged Dick's waist super excitedly, "Do you remember seeing you when I was a kid? Oh my god, I saw you again on the first day I came to Gotham You...you don't know how much I like you!"

Oh...Jason Todd.

and many more!

Jason Todd!

Dick, who had contact with Nightwing again and learned about the man in the red hood, had a bold guess.

In another world, Earth 3 has perverts like night owls and fat tigers like Ultimate Man, so Jason in his own world becomes a cute red-haired cutie—isn't it better? !

It's a pity that the Type 108 I used to remove the tires of the Batmobile was useless at all, and all the years of patrolling the alleys of the East District were a complete waste of time.

With a flushed face, Jason grabbed the hand of the idol big brother: "This is Uncle Johnny, he is also good at trapeze! His 4-round double flip without a safety net is really cool."

Dick froze for a moment, looking at the pale man in red who had the same name as his father.

The man tilted his head and suddenly smiled: "Don't look at the hood, this is a coat."

...It turned out to be a disguise. Dick said how could there be a living person with this skin color?

"Get along well with your big brother Grayson," Johnny bent down and patted Jason's red hair, even though his eyes were covered by the hood he said, but from his actions, Dick could still see his extreme tenderness and affection. "You'll be good friends."

"Yeah!" Jason hugged Dick's forearm with his super happy hands.

"Okay," Dick's repaired arm was able to hold Jason up with one hand, "shall I take you to chat with Captain Harry?"

Little Jason, who is the favorite of the circus troupe, nodded happily: "The troupe leader misses you so much!"

Dick held Jason in his arms and walked towards the rear circus shed. He couldn't help but look back at the strange man in red.

Who is he?Why did you use your father's name?Is this a coincidence?

He stopped as he passed a poster wall with Jason in his arms.

"What are you looking at?" Jason doesn't mind Grayson's calling him beautiful now, he clings to this big brother like a little bird clings to its mother bird.

"This poster..." This poster is exactly the same as the one my father had 15 years ago.

Johnny...Johnny...

The author has something to say: one is Jason.

The other is beyond anyone's guess - Deathwing.

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