Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Gotham

After he was 16 years old, these eyes can always see all kinds of scenes.

from a different universe.

He had seen the scene in front of him more than ten times.

Such a scene is not the beginning of Bruce Wayne's story, but the beginning of Batman's story.

David felt a little strange. From his point of view, Joe Chill seemed a bit too tall, and he could barely see the top of Bruce Wayne's hair.It's not like the high-altitude angles his six-foot-three frame can see all year round.

He touched his neck subconsciously, but the uneven scars were still there.

While he was a little disappointed, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

[This is Dark Earth 32. ]

The figure in the head changed the voice of a girl, but her voice sounded a little cold and flat, with some imperceptible fatigue hidden.

Inexplicably, David felt a strange sense of intimacy.

It was a raven, this time he guessed it right away.

David frowned: "I never said I was coming, little crow."

He was just about to say no.

Why should he save the Nightmare Knights?It would be more reliable to let him kill them.

Are these brats finally getting their brains pinched by the Batmobile?After all, he should have just strangled Batman in front of them, right?The word villain was clearly written on his face, why should he be a hero?

His mother's name is not Martha.

And -Earth 32 is the earth of the dawn of the strange lights!What's the meaning?Is he going to be tough with the red light ring and the green light?

Do these brats know that the ring of Daybreak Lantern can extinguish all the rings of lights?Playing, playing a DJ, I'm sorry, but I can't play, so I leave.

(clasping fists)

[You want to make Batman happy. ]

The voice changed again, this time the voice was also very familiar, he had quietly intercepted Batman's communication device.

If he heard correctly, this was probably the voice that rang through Batman's communicator all the year round: Barbara Gordon.Daughter of James Gordon, Prophet, Batgirl.

Although this sentence successfully made David slowly type a?

Brain is broken?

Can the words Batman and Happiness fit in one sentence?No matter how these two words are spelled, they are BE, okay?

David almost wanted to grab the Prophet's collar and violently "propose": Let me help you realize your wish, what do you think of world peace?

At least a little easier than making Batman happy.

He really has nothing to do, if he hadn't thrown away the time and space gems a long time ago, he really wants to go to the end of the world in Antarctica and bury himself in the snow to make a ten-thousand-year-old popsicle like Captain America.If it wasn't for his grievances with the Freeze Man, the Freeze Man hadn't appeared at this point in time, and he even wanted to beg the Freeze Man to give him a shot to freeze him in ice.

It's better than making Nightmare Knight happy now.

He is happy to see the Nightmare Knights suffering, anyway, it's none of his business, anyway, these dark multiverses will collapse in the end, anyway, after many years, the Nightmare Knights will also be defeated by the Justice League of the main world.

David shrugged and turned to leave.

But he still obviously underestimated the conspicuousness of his hair color in the dark, or Joe Zill had already made an appointment with those strange voices in his head to speak out at this time.

"That rascal!"

Zier's face was also obviously stunned, he didn't know when there was a child standing there, as if he appeared in the dark corner just in the blink of an eye.Maybe he was just too flustered to notice?

Zill comforted himself in this way, and aimed his gun at the little boy with dyed white hair in the corner: he didn't want to leave such a witness at the scene.He didn't know when the little boy had been there, what if he saw his face?

Who made the little boy unlucky?

Bruce Wayne turned his head in surprise, is there anyone else there?

save him.

David's mind suddenly remembered the pictures he had seen happening in this world. Bruce was selected by the green light because he had the ability to overcome fear.

While it's true, he has a formidable willpower to overcome his fears.But in fact, it wasn't that he overcame his fear, but that he forgot his fear because of a moment of hatred.

What David hated most was everything that happened tonight, whether it was in Crime Lane or in the port.

He sighed, raised his head, and met Bruce's blue eyes full of surprise.

Bruce trembled in disbelief and said, "... Ryan? Why are you here?!"

David clearly saw surprise and growing fear in those eyes.His face is getting bigger and bigger...

and many more?

getting bigger?

Immediately afterwards, he was knocked down to the ground by a force that cannot be underestimated.

...Bruce Wayne is really heavy, he is definitely over 100 pounds, which is definitely a bit overweight for an eight-year-old kid.

Davyd thought of this inappropriately in his mind, and the sound of Bruce's rapid breathing in his ears almost made him ignore the deafening gunshot.

Even he was a little confused about the sequence.

...So it was, to save him?

His good eyesight caught the trajectory of the ballistic clearly, and if Bruce hadn't jumped, the bullet would have hit him in the head.

Before David had time to continue to think about something, Bruce quickly got up from him, pulled him up desperately, and pushed him to the distance regardless: "What are you doing in a daze? Run, he The target is me, you run!"

His hands were trembling constantly, and his eyes were red with mist.

The voice was also trembling, and the childish milk voice that hadn't faded could not suppress the fear no matter what.

David stared at him blankly, still pushed by Bruce but did not move: "Why? Are you afraid?"

What is he afraid of?

Isn't it the strange light of dawn, have you forgotten your fear?

He thought he was not important to Bruce at all, but now, is he afraid?Is he afraid of his own death?

The loud gunshot sounded again, and David subconsciously took Bruce into his arms.

The bullet hit his arm, but it seemed to hit an indestructible, hard wall.It was forced into a sunken ball by the impact force, and then fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of metal hitting the ground.

Joe Chill's eyes widened, and Bruce's eyes widened.

This kind of anti-scientific phenomenon shouldn't appear here at all, Zier's hand holding the gun kept shaking, and he spit out a word: "Mutants..."

It's a mutant!

Only mutants have this ability!

Those horrible, disgusting monsters.

Zier hurriedly fired a few more shots, but without exception, all the bullets were blocked.

The child who didn't seem to be more than ten years old just raised his hand lightly, and blocked the extremely hard bullet, which fell to the ground with a bang.

Zill gritted his teeth, dropped the gun wisely, and fled in a panic from the end of the dark alley.

David heard his panicked footsteps and the sound of sirens in the distance.

He continued to sigh in his heart, raised his hand helplessly, and gently stroked Bruce's soft black hair.

The person in his arms was trembling constantly, David could feel his thin sweater getting wet bit by bit, he subconsciously rolled up his collar, trying to cover the ugly marks on his neck.

"Don't cry..." Davyd choked back what he would habitually add, "I hate other people crying.", patted Bruce's back as softly as possible with his whole body stiff, and let go of his arms, To keep Bruce from getting so close to him.

He also hated being so close to anyone.

"why?"

The black-haired and blue-eyed little Zhengtai quickly retreated from his arms after sensing his intentions, rubbing his eyes and wiping his tears with his cuffs, trying to raise his head to make it look like nothing happened that way ( Indicates that he's not crying) looks at David.

It's just that the way he gritted his teeth desperately to keep tears from falling down made David unable to think of other adjectives other than cute... no, it should be ridiculous. : "Why didn't you save them?"

David lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes glowed with a cold metallic luster, casting a shadow on his cheek: "I can't."

Because when he was standing in Crime Lane, the gunshots had already rang out.

Because if he hadn't come, the past "he" standing here would be equally helpless.

But he couldn't blame the brats who sent him just after the gunfire, so that he couldn't save the Waynes.He guessed that they couldn't choose the time, because he knew that if they could, they should also want the Waynes to survive.

He can probably guess why it is now.

David can see what happened in this world, and he knows that the "he" in this universe just died at the moment of the gunshot.

Maybe that's why they were able to send him.

"Why not?!"

The tears were uncontrollable, and Bruce wiped them away desperately, his cheeks flushed from his rudeness.

[I think you should explain it well, like you just became a mutant?You should know that sentence, right? ]

Davide guessed that it was probably Nightwing's voice that sounded in his head:

['In the end, we remember not the attacks of our enemies, but the silence of our friends. ']

David held Bruce's hand that was constantly wiping his tears, stopping him from torturing his cheeks: "Brucie..."

He knew that for them at this age, each other was his only and best friend.

but...

[Go David!You can soothe his inner loneliness!It's now!You are the only one besides Alfred who can help him! ]

It was a female voice, with a lively and lively voice.

This voice, if I'm not mistaken, is probably Xinghuo.He is fairly familiar with everyone in the Teen Titans except Robin.

But David ignored her.

Because he suddenly thought of a way that might allow Batman to choose to be an ordinary person.

He closed his eyes, covered his sinful scarlet eyes with his slender eyelashes, and said calmly, "You should know that my father hired Joe Chill, right?"

"Just now, the murderer who killed your parents."

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