I haven't been a big brother for many years

The clown looked at the picture on the screen with satisfaction, and he regretted that he was not able to witness the expression on Ryan's face at the scene.

Just sitting here and looking at the white hand that looked hesitant on the screen, he felt a burst of pleasure in his heart.

The pair of red eyes displayed on the screen only looked cold, like those terrifying monsters in the deep sea.But the clown was not afraid at all, he was already familiar with his appearance, and he also expected what kind of reaction Ryan would have.

Jason behind him suddenly made a voice at this moment: "Choose him..."

Jason gritted his teeth.

Why should he expect Ryan to choose him?He is not his own child, and he and Ryan haven't gotten along for that long.Even their acquaintance makes people a little dumbfounded, and adopting themselves is also a misunderstanding by mistake.Besides, even if he died, they still had Dick.

But Bruce was the love of his life.And Bruce is Batman.

His importance in Ryan's heart may not even compare to Dick, so why should he compare with Batman?

If he were Ryan, he would definitely give up on himself without hesitation.

It's just that there are still some small expectations in his heart that he himself is unwilling to admit.

After the white-haired man on the screen heard his voice, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly.The thin lips moved accordingly, and he saw that he seemed to say something, but he couldn't hear anything.

Ryan looked a little helpless, his eyes darkened, and he was very dissatisfied with Jason, a little fool who blew himself up.He snorted coldly, turned his head and looked at Bruce, and after confirming what Bruce meant, he taunted the clown unceremoniously: "Who chose your mother? You really have no creativity at all."

The clown's exaggerated smile was still on his face, but in the next second, the smile on his face froze: Ryan's slender fingers stroked the ring on his hand, that simple hanging ring was more eye-catching than the wedding ring on his hand.

The brilliant and dancing orange flames quickly formed a circle, opening two passages in the room in an instant.

The astonished face of the clown appeared in the passage: "What? Wait! Wait! You cheated!"

Ryan didn't intend to pay attention to him at all. The modified red light ring hanging on his earlobe ignited the flames, and nothing was left of the huge piranha, even the ashes were burned.

The rope in Batman's hand was broken at this moment, and he quickly restrained Poison Ivy who hadn't reacted yet.

"Clasp the pendant twice, Jay." The pair of crimson eyes were cold at the moment that didn't match the color at all.Ryan pulled out the gun he carried with him, but instead of aiming at the clown, he aimed at the female doctor beside Jason.

Jason shouted anxiously, afraid that Ryan would aim and shoot without hesitation: "Wait, Ryan! She's me..."

"She's not your mother, she's Harley Quinn." Ryan frowned and interrupted him.

"What are you talking about? What Harley Quinn?" The clown seemed to think that he still had a chance of winning, and laughed again: "Ryan, do you want to kill innocent people indiscriminately again?"

Jason called his name again helplessly: "Lane..."

"Trust me! Jay!"

Jason gritted his teeth, and pulled the silver ball that he had torn from his neck long ago and held in his hand.

The blue light bloomed in an instant, expanding into a spherical protective shield.

The clown girl on the chair beside her quickly broke away from the rope used as a blindfold, and rolled aside, avoiding the faint blue light.Her chair was not so lucky, it was wiped out in an instant and turned into ashes, dissipating into the air.

"Damn it!" the clown yelled, kicking down the sofa he was sitting on violently, with a distorted expression on his face, he picked up Gatling from the ground: "Damn it, this should have been a very fun game , you cheated! This is so unfair!"

"Really?" A deep voice sounded behind Ryan, Batman took out the handcuffs from his belt, and the moment he passed Ryan, he hooked Ryan's left ring finger with his little finger as a comfort: "You can say this in Arkham Bar."

The clown held Gatling and began to shoot wildly, but the scarlet flames blocked the two of them, consuming all the bullets.

In the end, the cold handcuffs were once again handcuffed on the wrists of the Joker and Harley Quinn.

The blue protective shield around Jason had been removed by himself, and he lowered his head a little annoyed at his recklessness.If he had discussed this matter with Ryan or Bruce in advance, the current situation would not have happened.

He couldn't imagine what would happen if Ryan didn't have that ring in his hand and he didn't have that special ability.

He thought he was going to die.

When Ryan knelt down to untie the rope trapped on his body, Jason said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"You should apologize." Ryan raised his eyebrows: "But it's me who should apologize most. I'm sorry, I failed to be a good father, and I failed to make a minor feel the minimum sense of security."

He bit his lower lip involuntarily.How can a child who can feel a sense of security and happiness all the time say "choose him" in that situation?

To some extent they are very similar, they all have low self-esteem, lest others will not accept themselves.It's just that what he used to cover up this fact was a smile and silence, while Jason desperately used his violent temper to push away the people around him.

"I'm sorry, but I assure you that this will never happen again."

Jason froze for a moment, and quickly retorted: "No, it's my fault." He was clearly apologizing, but it sounded a bit fierce as if he was fighting for this mistake.

Ryan lowered his eyes and slightly raised the corners of his lips.He sighed and whispered, "I do love Bruce, but that doesn't stop me from loving you and Dick. Any of you are inseparable in my eyes, understand?"

"I, I got it! You are so long-winded!"

"...Playing Fortnite? Your dad will beat you to death."

"…you are annoying?"

"I don't find it annoying."

"... "

……

Jason had a dream at night.

He dreamed that he became a little boy about seven or eight years old. He didn't know what he looked like, and everyone's faces were blurred in his eyes.He only knows that he lives in a muddle every day, between home and school.

He dreamed that no one liked him, and everyone treated him as a monster, even his father.Even if he covered his ears, he could still hear the disgusting discussions in the school.

Later he met a little boy, he couldn't see his face clearly, but that little boy was his only friend.

He felt a lot more relaxed, and the past experiences didn't matter anymore.

But the good times didn't last long, and he came to an island.

That island was more terrifying than anything he had ever seen, and it simply overturned his original understanding of this dark world.On this island, people are like plants, like livestock.He was trembling with fear.

But he met someone.

This time, he saw it clearly—it was Batman.

In an instant, he knew who he was.

Everything he experienced in the dream was very fast. Jason saw himself alone and hopeless, until he held on to the straw of life-saving, and lived a life of wandering on the edge of danger but full of expectations for his daily life. Until one day, his All expectations collapsed.

Then he becomes a heartless, literal monster until he finally meets the man again.

Jason struggled to sit up from the bed, covered in cold sweat, and involuntarily clenched the silver ball hanging around his neck.His cramped breathing gradually stabilized after taking four or five deep breaths in a row, and his violently beating heart finally calmed down.

He didn't expect it.

He knew that Ryan was far more dangerous than he looked, but he didn't expect these terrible things to happen to him. He never thought that the man who smiled gently every day was once a cold-blooded and ruthless executioner.Nor did he think that he was so close to death so many times... no, he had already died twice.

Jason didn't know what to say or what to do, that person definitely didn't need his comfort.

He sat on the edge of the bed and stood up.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the sky of Gotham is always shrouded in dark clouds.Even the moonlight can only reveal a little through the small and pitiful gap.

Jason took a deep breath, turned around and started packing his luggage.

He must find a way.Finding a way to make the city no longer need Batman, he could let the gray-haired man break free and be a normal human being with a happy, happy, genuine smile just because of everyday life.

Just as Bruce wanted to change the world so that there would never be an eight-year-old boy in an alley watching his parents get shot, he wanted to change the world so that there would never be a "David "Such a tragic world.

Dragging the suitcase, Jason chose to leave without hesitation.

...

"At least no one will threaten you with me again. -Jason"

Ryan looked at the content on the note and sighed helplessly.He turned his head and stared at Dick, who was crouching by the door, with fear written all over his face.He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where did Jason go?"

"I don't know that!" Dick hurriedly raised his hand and swore to the sky, "For God's sake, Ryan, I really woke up in the morning and tried to wake Jay up. This note."

"You have a criminal record of not reporting it." Ryan half-closed his scarlet eyes, and walked dangerously step by step towards the shivering bunny Dick in front of the door: "I really don't know?"

"I really don't know!" Dick was about to cry!Jason, this pitiful guy!He really doesn't know anything!

"Okay, I'll trust you once." Ryan laughed immediately. Obviously, his appearance just now was all pretending to scare Dick.

Dick complained in his heart about this old man who was always like a fox, with a little anxiety on his face.He looked at Ryan who was sitting back on the sofa and picked up the coffee cup, looking unhurried, and asked anxiously, "Then what should we do? How can we get Jason back?"

Ryan took a sip of his coffee and said unhurriedly, "He took my necklace away."

"emmm? There is a locator on that necklace? You are really treacherous..."

"It's not me." Ryan shrugged and explained: "Bruce put it on it to prevent me from happening again."

"Now?" Ryan raised his wrist and looked at the time on the watch, smiling and bending his eyes: "Bruce should have gone to 'me'."

He patted the seat beside him, and waved to Dick who was full of fear: "Come and sit down, maybe after drinking this cup of coffee, Bruce will come back with Jay."

Dick: "..."

He had nothing to say, but he only kept one rule in mind: As a Robin bird, don't run away from home casually!

The author has something to say:

I really didn't want to write a variety drama about Yingmei...but I watched the latest maniacal ＿(:з"∠)＿

grass!Tortured to death!Don't be a DC person in the next life!

I want to write an article that asks Da Ge to save the masters of all walks of life. "Your Highness the First Knight of Gotham", the main attack.

Canonical text:

After finally killing the old bat on Vormir and changing it to a soul gem.A voice suddenly sounded in David Dumacher's head: [It's done, idiot, you killed your wife.You deserve to be single forever! ]

Da Ge:? ? ?

What the hell are you talking about?Why can't he understand a word?

Then the voice that sounded like a grumpy boy sounded again: [You have only two options: 1. Go to the Dark Multiverse to save every old bat. 2. Guard your soul gem and live with it for the rest of your life. ]

He must choose No. 2!

David: "I..."

Before he finished his words, his eyes blurred, and he stood in front of the young version of the old bat.

BW is not as sandy as it will be in the future.The black-haired and blue-eyed boy held his hand timidly. He was obviously terrified of dying, but he still stood between him and the gun: "Why are you here? Run!"

Full-level boss David: "..."

Damn it, when I finish saving this one, it will be weird if I don't kill this text box.

Just save this one!

Really fragrant

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