Dressed in a superhero shell to save the world [Comprehensive British and American]

The most sorry person in my life must be Dick.

Tim thought as he walked out of the Batcave.

He'd promised to keep Damian in check.

Kodamian not only ran away, but also took away a piece of valuable equipment, as smoothly as if there was a ghost in a bat cave.According to a rational analysis, he could only take the Batman armor because he wanted to deliver it to Bruce, but based on Tim's understanding of Damian, the other party doesn't seem to be such...a sensible and caring type.

As a person who is led by rational thinking, Robin finds it difficult to figure out Damian's thinking.

Jason sneered, "Then you still say you know him?"

"I don't want to think about it," Tim said. "What if the second sorry person in my life turns out to be Bruce?"

The listener didn't understand the deep meaning of the words at all, or pretended not to understand: "Didn't you just say that there is no danger? Batman, Nightwing, and the Justice League have any enemies that can't be dealt with. We just catch the last bus to watch midnight." field."

Tim wasn't about to explain either.

He thought with a heavy heart: I shouldn't have called Jason yet.

If he hadn't made that call, he wouldn't have sent the Red Hood back to Gotham early.If the Red Hood hadn't returned, he wouldn't have been egged on.If he hadn't been egged on, the last remaining man in the Batcave wouldn't have left, and things wouldn't have turned out the way they did.

The pangs of conscience made him choose to sit on the back seat of the motorcycle, holding a laptop computer in his hand to try to control the situation while driving fast.

The driver wearing a red helmet commented: "You are the type to sneak out with your classmates before the final exam and take the initiative to review with textbooks."

At this time, the eastern horizon of Gotham has turned into a gradient of orange and dark blue, and they walk through the dark gray Gothic buildings against the humid air.Amidst the roar of the engine, the complicated patterns on the tires brushed past the silent pool of water, splashing water droplets like drums.

A tavern on the side of the road stayed up all night, the drunken Gothamites were drinking and changing glasses in the feasting, the enthusiastic jazz rock cycled repeatedly in the muddy alley, and the deafening sound beat forward like waves, hitting the trembling soul.The forward momentum of the motorcycle never stops, as if an angry lion jumped high from this noisy, dirty, exhausted and dying environment, throwing a series of cursing and crazy babbling far away. behind.

The bumper grazed the metal fence at the intersection, bringing up a string of golden and red sparks. The owner of the motorcycle let out a short but hearty laugh, and made a difficult drift on the asphalt road.

Tim who almost threw the computer out: "...do you remember that there are two people sitting in this car? Turn right at the intersection ahead."

"Where's Damian? Who's faster, us or him?"

"He. I suspect that Superman has already arrived. Damian's path is straight, and he should be flying in the sky."

Jason clicked his tongue.

"I knew you would position him. Sit still, I'm going to speed up."

The trembling sound of the airflow in my ear suddenly increased.

Tim finally put away his computer and decided to cherish his life and strictly obey the traffic rules.

**

Superman: "Let me double check, are you really going to do this?"

Behind him, Wonder Woman showed a slightly scrupled expression that wanted to laugh.She endured it for a while, and finally said softly with her usual expression: "I plan to treat you to dessert after dealing with the enemies, but it may not be convenient for you to eat when you are dressed like this."

"I won't eat." Damian said seriously, straightening his back, "You do what you want."

He actually only contacted Superman.

Out of habit, the chairman of the alliance added action records to Zhenglian's internal documents.Originally, no one other than Batman would watch this stuff for 800 years. As a result, the Flash had just sent the old friends of the Rogue Gang to the police station. As a serious American civil servant, Barry planned to upload it to the Alliance when he wrote the report. one serving.

Then he happened to see Superman's edited history.

Then his body's actions exceeded the speed of his brain's thinking, and he asked in the chat group: "What's wrong with Batman?"

This group, in fact, basically no one spoke for ten days and a half months.

Many times Flash wondered if he was the only one who would play with his mobile phone in his free time. Several times he wanted to share some of his daily life to enliven the atmosphere. After seeing the row of default avatars of group members, he left his hands from the keyboard and went to work honestly.

Although everyone is a superhero fighting together, they are essentially colleagues. It’s normal to not be in the mood to contact each other after get off work, right?

As soon as the news was sent out, The Flash regretted it.

But damn this software has no undo function.

—Maybe withdrew Batman would see it too.

Before he could think about how to explain that he didn't intend to interfere with other people's 'daily life', a row of red avatars representing 'busy' in the list turned green one after another.

Green Lantern came out second: "Need help?"

Barry suddenly became tense, and he had a faint thought: I seem to have done something to be sorry for Batman, although I don't know why.

It's too late to think about redemption.

Several people are typing at the top of the chat box.

It would be better to say that all the superheroes living in the civilized zone are online, and the onlookers can't help but feel a sense of relief that 'there are still living people in our group'.

Shazam: "Support the Batman project?"

Diana: "I'm free, too."

In the end, because it was the turn of the watchtower to be on duty today, he remotely monitored the situation on this side and was not present in person.Aquaman doesn't have much interest in Gotham because scarecrows and clowns alike love throwing messy poison into the water, and he 'didn't want to command a fish with two heads'.

Shazam has to go to school, but he proposed the 'Support Batman Plan' which was recognized by everyone.

At first, the atmosphere in the team was quite tense, everyone wanted to get to the scene as soon as possible, except Superman - he secretly thought that something was wrong the moment Flash sent the message, but nothing but prayed to Rao that Batman would get out as soon as possible. can not do this.Diana keenly noticed his abnormality, but mistook it for nervousness, so she thoughtfully and calmly urged everyone to speed up.

Superman who realizes: Sorry, myself.

System: "Should I notify Batman?"

"No, wait a minute."

Superman felt the need to salvage again.

"No, I don't think he wants us to go there." He said reluctantly under the strange eyes of his colleagues, "Damian only contacted me, why don't you wait a moment and let me check the situation first... "

But he couldn't clearly explain that the situation on Batman's side was actually not critical, or that the most dangerous moment had passed.Bruce and Dick are fully capable of handling the court, but their appearance will make the situation slip in an unpredictable direction.

In the eyes of others, the alliance consultant was taken away by the enemy in Gotham, and his life and death were unknown for nearly [-] hours. If it were someone else, it would be [-]% likely to have half a foot in the coffin.Batman's abilities make the possibility of the worst case drop to [-]%, which is still not optimistic.

Superman's proposal can't help but seem inappropriate, even a bit callous.

Wonder Woman put her hand on the mantra lasso and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"...Clark Kent."

Ok.

Superman is still Superman, no poison, no trace of magical manipulation, sane and articulate.

Diana thought about it.

She began to think that this might not be a crusade of blood and pain.

But this is far from convincing the heroes to leave at ease.

It's just that the atmosphere can't help but gradually relax, especially when Superman is still trying to make them go slower and slower, and it's best to waste a century on the way.

When they arrived at the destination, they were only about 10 minutes earlier than Robin and Red Hood, who also rescued Valentine who was in a coma and contacted the police car and ambulance, even so the time was not too far behind.

Even the system couldn't help saying to Superman: "You have tried your best."

Superman: "What's going on with them?"

There are just too many lead sheets in the architecture of Gotham City.

System: "You know that I am a system that values ​​personal privacy. If Batman doesn't want to reveal his whereabouts, I will not take the initiative to inform him."

But how could Batman think of contacting Superman if he didn't tell the Gotham Vigilante that Zhenglian had come to his door? !

Really hopeless.

Damian doesn't care about other people's feelings.He jumped off the roof of a bungalow warehouse with some difficulty, turned back and ordered unceremoniously: "Superman, after you stay here, I will deal with Batman's opponent."

As for the other Zhenglian heroes, he didn't invite them here, so he didn't even have to greet them.

"Okay." Superman floated on the spot and replied gently, "I will try my best to pay attention to your situation, don't be brave, and ensure your own safety is the priority when you encounter criminals that you can't solve."

Damian nodded perfunctorily and walked quickly into the shadows of the building.

Green Lantern watched the boy go away, and said with a frown, "He's not cute."

Diana said: "But you think he looks exactly like Bruce when he was a child, isn't he much cuter?"

Behind them, Flash struggled, "Are we waiting here? I mean, even if he's Batman's son, he's still under ten years old."

Wonder Woman smiled slightly, and leaned against the wall next to her with folded arms: "I think we'd better refer to Superman's opinion on this matter."

Her expression always makes Superman wonder if Diana has guessed something.

In addition to the moving beauty and powerful strength, the agility and wisdom of the Amazon female warriors are often inferior to others.

"Don't worry," said Superman, "I hear Robin and Red Hood on their way."

**

Tim jumped off the back seat of the motorcycle without waiting for Jason to come to a complete stop. He rushed forward for a distance of more than ten meters in three steps and two steps, and suddenly stopped. Super British.

"..."

The dilapidated old street immediately became high-end because of this group of people watching as if standing guard.

I don't know if the court has noticed this scene now, and what mood it is.

As a party of justice, Tim rarely has this subtle feeling of being surrounded by small criminals.

"Good morning." Ignoring the strange feeling in his heart, the young man said politely.

Jason stopped the car behind him and walked over without making a sound.

Tim continued: "Thank you for your help, Damian has caused trouble for the alliance. If you still have time to spare, if you don't come to Wayne Manor to sit for a while, I will contact Mr. Butler to prepare breakfast."

"But we have urgent matters to deal with at the moment, and we cannot accompany you."

After the scene was finished, he gave the red hood a wink, and the two quickly followed Damian's route and entered the court headquarters.

Tim also heard Green Lantern whispering to The Flash from behind, "The kids around Batman are so precocious."

Thanks to the black technology, Red Hood heard it too.

He sneered, "Maybe it's because innocent kids can't survive in Gotham."

Tim shakes his head. "That's not the point. Damian's going slower than I thought, and the footprints in the dust are the wrong size. The worst has happened."

His companion raised an eyebrow and said, "How?"

The problem is, Tim really doesn't want to explain.

After a long silence, he whispered, "Damian didn't use that bat armor to support Batman."

Of course, it is impossible for the children taught by Thalia to add attribute points to caring.

Damian really meant to help.

But he wasn't going to deliver a courier to his father—he put on himself the bat armor that could hold at least two eight-year-olds.

At this time, Batman himself was still checking the skills of the eldest son, and the white mask who was watching for a while was dumbfounded.They looked at each other, almost wondering whether Bruce Wayne would kill his son because of his crime.

This is completely different from the expected development!

Wayne is more difficult than expected.His physical fitness and skill alone are not what ordinary people can have, not to mention the man's shoulder was injured - God knows how the sharp claws succeeded in kidnapping him before.Looking back with the IQ of a normal person, I always feel that something is wrong.

A member of the court thought for a moment, and directed another killer to come forward: "Go and help Ye Yi."

The sharp claws took the order and jumped onto the dueling platform. Before they could move, they were greeted by fierce kicks.Even though he knew that the modified body would not be easily injured, he still rolled twice on the ground in panic under the psychological effect, before avoiding the fatal blow that went straight to the door. cold sweat.

—the moment Bruce Wayne looked at him remained in his mind, like a deep, dark shadow in a clouded sky.

That reminded Talon of... nights in Gotham, something scarier.

He was afraid to think deeply, and only regarded himself as a mindless killing machine, watching the opportunity to prepare for a sneak attack.

At this moment, someone in the auditorium received a call. It was a blonde with a graceful figure.She frowned and listened impatiently to the other person's speech. However, as time passed, the woman's movements changed from lazy elegance to shocking tension, and then she heard something and let out a small exclamation.

The surrounding white masks looked away from her.

Moses immediately realized that something had happened.

Moreover, the balance of victory is tilting towards his side.

He moved a little slowly, and with the increased understanding of the structure of the room during the fight just now, he said to Dick decisively: "Go to the southeast corner."

"The assessment is over, it seems that I passed?" Ye Yi was still in the mood to joke, but his reaction speed was not slow at all, and his movements were exceptionally flexible.The thrown claws pulled the corners of the ceiling and then tightened. A second before his feet left the ground, he stretched out his hand to Moses, "Batman sends you his greetings, Mr. Wayne."

After the tape incident, Dick felt nothing but fearlessness.

Look, he can even tease himself out of his black history.

But before he could savor the hard-won growth carefully, there was a loud bang at the main door of the room, as if something two to three hundred pounds had hit the ground.

Moses heard the system speak slowly at the same time: "There is something that Superman thinks you need to know... Robin contacted the Red Hood, Damian called the Justice League, and they should have arrived by now. "

"..."

The intruder at the door is Batman.

Or rather, Damian stuffed Batman in the old uniform.

Ye Yi let go of his hand in shock, fell directly from the air, and landed on the other side of the arena, staggering back in embarrassment and almost falling.

Moses stood opposite, maintaining a guarded posture and fell into a daze again.

The system is silent, as quiet as a chicken.

No matter how you look at it, it was just a fight between two people in the arena.Bruce is wounded, and Nightwing has a bruise on his cheek.

The sharp claws around also vaguely meant to help Nightwing.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.