[Comprehensive British and American] Plague Meow

3 years after the Snow Mountain incident.

Time flew by in the slapstick and rookie mutual chirping.

Adding up the previous year, Jason has nursed Damian in the League of Assassins for 4 full years.

The milk rice has turned into millet, and the vicious little yellow bird is jumping around, not to mention invincible in the League of Assassins, at least it is no problem to beat more than half of it.

Sometimes when Damian is entangled in sparring, Jason will feel that his kidneys are failing.

"To Gotham?"

Damian is skeptical.

The 8-year-old Damian has already drawn a lot, which is quite good among his peers. Among other things, at least it is barely equal to the length of that knife.

The young boy crossed his chest and stared ferociously at the guy in front of him who was probably his second brother.

"Yes, meet your dad, and your dad's favorite wonder boy."

Thinking of the "WTF" expression that Dicky Bird would probably show when he was stabbed by this brat, Jason laughed heartily.

The Wonder Boy's name, Damian, has been heard before.

Including those legends about the "vigorous twins" in Gotham.

Damian turned his head away super hard: "I am the son of blood relatives."

What responded to him was Jason's loud laughter and the sound of "ping pong pong pong".

This bloated Jaybird has successfully grown from a small Jaybird to a big Jaybird. As his temper grows, his aesthetics gradually deteriorates. In the early years, he wore goggles that resembled a Robin mask, but now he is playing with a very strange thing.

Similar to a full-enclosed helmet, it has its own air filter, which is safer and more reliable than simple goggles.

Damian just felt uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it.

"Do you have to hold an apple on your head?" I couldn't help muttering.

apple? ? ?

What kind of devil is this? ? ?

Jason almost threw something on his face, and the evil bird roared: "This is a hood, are you a fool???"

"This is clearly an apple!" Damian's evil bird roared back, and pointed fiercely at the positions of the two white glasses on the red hood, saying plausibly: "It's still an apple that has been bitten by a bird!"

God's apple that has been nagged by birds!

I can't take it anymore, let's beat him to death.

Countless words of MMP flashed through Jason's mind.

Jason is going back to Gotham and is going to take Damian away.

This matter cannot be hidden at all. Damian's grandfather must be against it. Thalia's attitude is unclear, and she just doesn't look very happy anyway.

One night, Naqi was walking and exploring in the corridor aimlessly, when the assassin who suddenly appeared in front stopped him and opened a secret door for him.

This is the door to the pool of Lhasa Road.

Lei Xiao Aogu.

Or Lars al Ghul.

Or simply call him Master Ninja.

There are so many human names that Natch is too lazy to remember.

The little black cat walked down the stone steps, and only halfway through, it felt the crazy shouts, the eternal temptation and the whispers from deeper than hell.

Unmoved, Naqi squatted behind Master Ninja.

From its dimension, it can be seen that the body and soul of the ninja master are being pulled crazily, entangled layer by layer, and there is no room left for breathing.

"Has Jason's memory fully recovered?" Master Ninja asked.

Natch fiddled with the floor with his paws and made a "swish".

Meaning: no.

The human brain is not such a simple thing.

Natch couldn't quite read it either.

Jason probably knew about the problem of amnesia all along, but he didn't tell anyone.

Later, they found out that Jason was forced to tell bedtime stories to the little kid because he was pestered by Damian, but he suddenly got stuck while telling the story, and then Naqi, who was listening, found out that his memory was incomplete The problem.

"Can you be sure when he will recover? No, you definitely don't know." Master Ninja muttered softly as if talking to himself, "If you had an idea, you would have said it long ago."

As far as he knows, the little black cat is not a hiding character.

Natchy twitched his ears in agreement.

It really doesn't know.

[But I know how to treat your problem. 】

The little black cat's paws left deep marks on the slate, and the rustling sound caught Master Ninja's attention. He turned to look, but frowned.

"Aren't you unable to understand the human brain? Even if I send you so many voluntary research subjects." He asked.

[It’s just a sober medicine. 】

Maomao continued to scrape the slate with its paws seemingly effortlessly.

[Your problem is pathological, a side effect of strengthening the body's rejuvenation. ] In other words, it’s not all about the brain.

[As long as you have enough medicine, you don't need an heir. 】

The conditions offered by Naqi moved Master Ninja's heart.

If he is a person who can earnestly cultivate heirs and is willing to hand over his career to future generations, he will not be obsessed with blood genes, and he will even cultivate "suitable" heirs at the expense of repeated dips in the pond.

Natch suspected he was just playing for time.

To the day when he was insane and had to die.

And now, because of the existence of Naqi, this time has been postponed again.

Damian, the future heir, suddenly gets in the way.

Obviously, the ninja master would not like this-when he is old and has no intention of abdicating, he has a strong heir dangling around.

"Sent to Batman," by comparison, is an awesome idea.

After just a few seconds of silence, Master Ninja spoke:

"make a deal."

Damian can be free, Master Ninja can get sober immortality, the perfect deal.

So Jason abducted Damian without burden and rushed to Gotham.

——It was Thalia’s cruise ship.

Still far away, you can see the bat-shaped logo printed in the dark clouds over Gotham. Jason raised his hands and built a pergola on the brow bone.

"It seems that Batman has a mission tonight."

He is dressed as an assassin, which is Thalia's aesthetic, with a dark red hooded long coat, hidden blades, sleeve arrows, smoke pills, etc.

Damian was wearing the same thing, just plain black.

It seems that in terms of aesthetics, this bastard has completely inherited the traditional style of Batman.

"Coming soon?" Damian asked.

Jason turned his head and glanced at the little guy hiding in the shadows, Le: "Don't be afraid, I'll take you to find Dad."

Damian made a faint "tsk" sound.

Disgusted, but indeed timid with a sense of closeness to the country.

Maybe it was because that was the real father the little guy had never met.

That was the call from blood relatives that Jason was destined not to understand.

But Jason doesn't care.

He led the little boy and followed the little black cat along the shadow of the river, his arms drooping leisurely, clamping the ugly hood called "Apple" at his waist.

In the past few years, Naqi has been very strict. 200 barrels belong to 200 barrels. The figure is nothing to say.

Coupled with the "outstanding people" in Gotham, the two were dressed in inexplicable ways, and no one was afraid, but Jason was whistled twice.

……

Want to hit someone.

But Damian was still smiling.

"Dad?" The little kid yelled loudly.Do things with a smile on the surface.

Jason's fist immediately itched even more.

Naqi, who was walking in the front, swung his tail left and right to maintain his balance, and he didn't want to turn his head.These two two-legged beasts are too naive, so naive that Miaomiao suspects that something is wrong with her education.

Could it be that the nutrition given was so good that the milk spoiled his brain?

"BOOOOOM—!"

Gotham's welcome ceremony for newcomers always starts with a bang.

Naqi raised his paws and didn't fall down. He looked up at the sky, and a hot air balloon that was so ugly and unconscionable was taking off in the distance. Jason also saw it. It was a giant monster full of clown gas that floated into the night sky of Gotham. Laughing hot air balloon.

Jason stopped in his tracks, and Damian didn't know why, so he stopped too.

Naqi remembered the incident when Jason was almost killed, but he didn't remember the clown himself very much. To him, he was just a lunatic who had a problem deep in his brain and couldn't be cured. The little black cat couldn't remember .

So Naqi yelled in a low voice, urging the two humans to follow its footsteps quickly, but Jason didn't move.The man looked at the sky as if the pause button had been pressed in his mind.

No matter how Naqi called it, he would not return to his soul.

Damian, on the other hand, had heard some things about Jason, so he reacted at this moment and chuckled: "Of course you have to rely on yourself for revenge. My mother taught you."

"Yeah." Jason replied dumbly, he put on a hood for himself, "We still have to rely on ourselves."

Damn Batman, let the Joker hang around outside.

Jason cursed in his heart, and he instantly remembered many rumors, such as the "true love theory between Batman and the Joker" that disgusted him enough.

The little black cat doesn't understand the thousands of twists and turns of human thinking, so it follows them around.

Damian and Jason stopped their plan to go directly to Batman, and started to investigate instead. They evaded the almost ubiquitous Bat surveillance every day, secretly collected Batman's information, and invaded Gotham little by little. in the darkness.

Jason was hesitant at first, but this hesitation turned into anger when he saw the new Robin Bird.

Inside the safe house.

The big jay roared.

"How long have I been away!"

"This new bird has been around for ages!"

"He found a successor before I died???!"

"Meow..." You weren't dead in the first place...

Natchy's ears were knocked down by Jason's growl, and the whole cat curled up far away from the opponent, squinting its eyes full of contempt, as if looking at a mentally retarded.

And it's weird.

why is he so angry

Naqi was a little confused.

Why does it feel like Jason is more angry that Batman has found a new Robin than the Joker is still alive and kicking?

Always give up?

The little black cat licked its paws, thinking casually.

Naqi remembered that when he was listening to the corners in the streets and alleys of Gotham in his early years, he heard the same thing from the first Robin bird, the bird named Dick roared with Batman.

"I have been in Bludhaven for less than a year, and you found a new Robin???"

"Fuck you! Batman!"

Back then, Jason was "the new Robin."

Now, Jason does exactly the same thing: "Fuck you! Batman-!!!" the evil bird snarls.

Feng shui turns?

Natch yawned.

Damian was squatting in another corner away from Jason, with a subtle expression on his face.

"He is not worthy to be his father's heir." Disgusted.

At least in this regard, the two hit it off.

Inside this makeshift safe house, they decide to kidnap Robin Bird.

Then beat up Batman.

The first step in the plan: catch the bird.

In the middle of the night, today Batman and Robin are temporarily separated. Robin is in charge of staying behind and patrolling in a safer area, while Batman finds the clue of the Joker and decides to pursue it alone.

Natch leaned against the wall of the alley and yawned big.

"The...cat in the cloak?" Tim saw Natch and seemed to think he was dazzled.

Natch glanced lazily at Tim, and before he could see the whole picture, he turned and slipped away.

Tim subconsciously followed for two steps, trying to figure out what he saw, but Jason and Damian, who had already prepared, didn't give him this chance.

They fell one behind the other, blocking Tim's retreat and advance.

Jason had the crowbar, Damian the knife.

Both of them were wearing the equipment of the League of Assassins, Damian was wearing the Assassin mask, and Jason had put on his Apple hood despite Damian's strong objection.

The two were one big and one small, and Tim only thought he saw a pair of psychopaths.

"It's time to go to bed." Looking at Damian, a kid who is only a little taller than his waist, Tim subconsciously said, "Otherwise, he won't grow taller."

Damian: ...

Damian decides to kick one more rib out of the guy.

When the fight really started, Tim was in a daze.

This adult can easily pinch his kick and throw him out, why is this kid so good at swordsmanship?The look of stabbing someone's vitals without changing his face made people feel terrified.

Jay Bird's face was gloomy.

Batman's way of training Robinbird hasn't changed much in the past few years, and Tim has no background in martial arts, so he was taught by Batman himself, and the moves are all the ones Jason is most familiar with.

While fighting, the fire is bigger.

The fire was too big, so it was inevitable to start hard. Two crowbars went down, and Tim was knocked out and dragged away.

"You're not afraid of being stupid." Damian said disgusted.

"Shut up." Through the hood, Jason's voice was muffled and inaudible.

Tim, who was half awake, couldn't hear what they were saying, and didn't know how far they had been dragged, so he felt he was thrown on the concrete floor.

This is Jason's new safe house, and the previous temporary place has been abandoned.

Jason is also very good. When investigating Batman, his methods were excessively violent, and he actually gained a little reputation in Gotham, because the reputation of the apple hood and "Red Hood" has spread.

Damian, on the other hand, was always in the shadows, and no one noticed.

Jason was going to threaten Batman, so he handed Tim over to Damian.

During the battle, Tim was stabbed three or four times. These wounds needed to be treated. Damian calmly tied Tim up with a belt, took out a needle and thread, disinfected it, and sewed it up.

Tim was relieved and a little disappointed after confirming that the kid didn't plan to take off his Robin mask.

There is a defensive electric shock device inside the mask, if this kid talks nonsense, he will definitely be stunned, and he can save a lot of energy.

You don't have to face a suture with a kid who is only about 8 years old.

Sutures without anesthesia.

Don't look at Ye Yi's facial expression unchanged when he sewed the knife, these few strokes really hurt, Tim was sweating coldly, and the roots of his teeth began to tingle from biting, in order to divert his attention from the pain, he began to turn his head, thinking that now is a what's the situation.

"There is no deep wound on the vitals, and you have carefully disinfected before stitching, so you don't want my life. But why? Kidnapping me is not as good as kidnapping Bruce Wayne, he is more valuable."

Tim is still calm and can complain.

Damian said playfully and disgustedly: "Maybe I just want to slowly turn you into sashimi."

Tim was taken aback, with a delicate expression, obviously a little uncertain.

Before he could think about what to say next, his eyes suddenly sank, and he couldn't hold on to the loss of blood.

Damian didn't intend to embarrass him for the time being, he pulled a chair and sat in front of Tim, resting his chin on the Robin bird that could pass out while still being tied up, and began to dislike his father's gaze.

However, considering that this guy has contributed blood all over the ground, it is not unacceptable.

"At least last longer than the average person."

Damian muttered.

The author has something to say: the growth of combat power of several birds:

The eldest: He was picked up for training at the age of 9. He was a trapeze performer since he was a child, and he was able to hold his mother's weight when he was 9. (In fact, Batman had been eyeing Dick a few years ago. He originally wanted to wait until Dick was about 15 years old before contacting him. Unexpectedly, Dick's parents suddenly fell to his death.)

The second child: East District has been fighting since he was a child, and he was very good at fighting before he was picked up by Batman. (Able to remove the wheels of the Batmobile with a crowbar and be carried away by Batman.)

The third child: I grew up in an ordinary family, went to school, and was born with a genius in logic and computers. I seem to be good at gymnastics, with high balance (compared to ordinary people). Around 15 (probably) in order to let Batman recognize me He took money from the Penguin and was hunted down. Batman had to pick him up and start training.

The fourth child: Assassin, it is said that he started training from the moment he was born.

Therefore, Tim's combat power is at the bottom by default.