[Comprehensive British and American] Bats never lose their horses

Batman has a son.

Still a teenage son!

The impact of this incident on the Avengers and Zhenglian was so great that no one was in the mood to even care about the ownership of the sapphire when they finally discussed the ownership of the sapphire.

Especially Superman, after knowing the relationship between Damian and Batman, the appearance of the whole person can be described in four words——

"driven to distraction"

"Forget it, Carl," Diana sighed, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "It's actually a good thing, you already have an Omega, don't you? Sometimes what we like and what we want It’s not always consistent, think about it.”

Clark shook his head bitterly: "Diana, I know I was the one who gave up first, and I have no right to ask B for anything, but..."

But when he really saw that Batman had his other half, and even had a son, he still couldn't let go of the heartfelt sadness.

But no one knew that Bruce himself was also very confused about this son who appeared out of nowhere.

Time went back to before the explosion.

After fighting Black Cloak for more than a dozen rounds, Bruce found that the opponent's moves were very similar to his own. Whether it was habits, moves or the angle of looking for flaws, they were simply set out from the same template.

The only difference is that he is more experienced and stronger than Black Cloak.

"You are indeed very powerful," the black cloak said to him, "but I don't understand why you never kill people? Obviously Gotham is already rotten. Is it difficult for you to completely end the lives of those criminals?"

"Not at all," Bruce replied. "It's hard to do the opposite."

The black cloak stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly withdrew the dagger, and jumped back two steps.

Seeing Bruce looking at him vigilantly, he smiled slyly, and took off his mask generously at the other party——

"Hi, Dad," he said happily, with ambition and cruelty shining in his eyes, "Let me introduce myself, I am Damian, from the League of Assassins. My trainers are Thalia and Lei Xiaoaogu , they seem to be very disappointed in Batman's stubbornness, so they decided to use your genes to create a me to realize the greatest ambition."

Bruce: "..."

Even though he was as wise and calm as Batman, he couldn't help asking questions after hearing these words: "What did you say?"

"I'm your son, [-]%, if you don't believe me, you can go back and do a paternity test." Damian raised his eyebrows and put on his mask again, "Just now, I recognized you, you are indeed qualified to be my father. "

Bruce frowned slightly: "Then what would happen if I didn't get your approval?"

"I'll kill you." Damian replied without hesitation.

The corners of Batman's mouth tightened. He stared at the child who had just reached his chest. It was undeniable that he saw a shadow of himself from Damian, and he also saw a kind of unrefined, innocent cruelty. .

He may have experienced many battles, but in terms of mind, he is far from mature.

It only took Bruce a second to decide that he was going to take the kid back.

"That's all?" In the watchtower, Barry couldn't get enough of what he heard.

"That's all." Batman emphasized, and at the same time, he deliberately glared at Superman with a death ray and started to smile again, "Currently, Zhenglian's affairs are too busy, Damian is still young, and he needs to go to school and communicate with his peers. So I'm going to take him to Wayne Manor and have him train with Robin."

"Oh, here we go again," Hal said, "so what's up with that rich Gotham guy so fond of helping other people raise their sons? I think Dick is his adopted son, too?"

Superman coughed and stared at him with disapproving eyes: "Hal, Bo... Wayne is our investor."

"Okay, okay." Hal raised his hands in surrender.

Batman cast an inexplicable glance, and then released a sapphire projection over the conference table.

"Come back to business, this gem has been detected to contain extremely huge space power, even better than the space gem. Before Diana interrogated the Hydra captured in this operation, she found that they were not very clear. The origin of this sapphire is preliminarily speculated to be an extraterrestrial meteorite, because Dr. Banner detected that it carries a very small amount of gamma rays."

"So what are Hydra and the League of Assassins doing with it, decorating the ceiling?"

Barry, who hadn't seen the scene in the institute, asked curiously.

"Open the portal," Batman said in a deep voice, "whether the object of the teleportation is an alien or a parallel world, it will lead to unpredictable results. And this is actually contrary to the philosophy of the League of Assassins, so I think that this This experiment was Hydra's own initiative, and Damian confirmed it."

"Then now that the gemstone is in our hands, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Batman shook his head: "The original gem was more than this one, Hydra cut it into several parts, some were left in Hydra bases around the world for experiments, and the other part was put into other spaces as coordinates. But that also means the gems left on Earth are also targets, so we have to collect them all."

Diana, who was leaning on the chair with her arms folded, frowned and asked: "That's a big project. These Hydras are digging holes everywhere like mice. How do we know where to find them?"

"The Avengers on Earth have taken over. They have been monitoring Hydra for a long time, and their sources of intelligence are richer than ours." Bruce said, "We are responsible for the extraterrestrial part. Carl, I'm afraid I'll have you take me to Let’s go to the Fortress of Solitude, okay?”

Superman suddenly came back to his senses, he nodded: "Of course."

"very good."

On the way to the North Pole, Clark hesitated for a long time before asking Batman a question:

"B, will you find a mother for Damian?"

"You want to ask me if I will marry an Omega?" Bruce snorted softly, "Who knows, maybe people like me are not suitable for dating."

"How can you say that, anyone deserves to be loved." Clark retorted.

He flew beside the bat machine, was silent for a moment, and confessed to his former crush: "B, I'm going to start pursuing an Omega."

"Really? Congratulations." Bruce squeezed the steering wheel, but still replied calmly.

Superman smiled.

He looked at Batman's expressionless side face as always, and sighed softly.

This time, I really let go.

"My Fortress of Solitude has collected many animals and plants from different planets, such as parrot grass, moonlight flowers, etc., are all non-toxic and harmless ornamental alien plants," Clark regained his spirits, and happily told the bat Xia said, "Choose one and give it to Damian, I believe he will like it."

"Damian isn't one of those little boys at school who have fun pulling girls' braids, he won't like it," Batman said coldly, "childish."

"Oh mygod, that's great!"

In Wayne Manor, Damian held the carnivorous parrot plant specially selected by Clark with bright eyes, and screamed uncontrollably.

Batman: "..."

Superman laughed: "As long as you like it. This parrot plant is still in its infancy, you can feed it some fresh raw meat every day, and it will grow up soon. You can also tell it to talk at that time , it's a quick learner."

Bruce took a careful look at the purple "herb" that looked like a piranha, and was even sticking out its tongue at them, and couldn't help but complain: "Carl, I think you might be interested in 'plants' The word is somewhat misunderstood."

Clark smiled, turned around and asked Alfred who was looking at Damian dotingly: "Ah Fu, is Bruce there?"

Alfred first glanced at the silent Batman beside him, then bowed slightly, and said politely: "Master Bruce went out to attend an auction, Mister Superman, do you have anything to ask for him? "

"Uh, no, just asking," Clark said with some embarrassment, "I feel a little sorry for leaving Damian in Wayne Manor."

"His biological father is not sorry, and you don't have to feel guilty."

Alfred laughed, in exchange for Batman's seemingly fierce but harmless stare.

"but……"

"Don't worry, Master Bruce likes children very much, I believe he will agree."

Clark turned his gaze to Damian who was teasing the parrot grass with his fingers: "Damian, would you like it too?"

"Huh?" Damian took the time to turn his head back, and he said casually, "Of course I am willing, what am I not willing to do?"

There was no trace of reluctance in his expression.

But Clark clearly remembered that when he first brought him back, even for Barry and the others, Damian was full of disdain.

This kid is extremely committed to personal strength, and he sneers at becoming a hero with superpowers and foreign objects. In the watchtower, except for Batman, him, and Diana, basically there is no one who can catch his eyes.

However, Bruce is just a rich ordinary person, why can he be recognized by Damian?

After leaving Wayne Manor, Clark was still puzzled.

He flew absent-mindedly in mid-air, and suddenly a terrible guess appeared in his mind——

Damian, shouldn't it be a child bred with the genes of Bruce and Batman?

At the thought of this, Superman staggered in the air.

He felt he had discovered the truth.

And in Gotham, a war is imminent.

Bruce rarely made a trip to the company. He was going to propose a grant to the Justice League on the board of directors to raise funds for this mission to explore parallel spaces, but who knew that when everyone pushed open the door of the conference room, they saw a kid sitting In the position where Lucius usually sits, he uses Bruce Wayne's computer authority to check various investment projects under the name of Wayne Group——

"So, these are all my property?"

Damian turned his chair around and assumed a domineering president's exclusive pose, ignoring the stunned directors of the Wayne Group, raised his eyebrows at the angry Bruce and said, "I have to say, you are more than I imagined." Richer, Dad."

The directors gasped.

"You go out first." Bruce closed the door, turned his head and shouted at him in a low voice, "Who asked you to come here without my permission?"

"Myself." Damian said as a matter of course, "I am your son, of course the Wayne Group will be inherited by me, or do you want to give it to your unrelated adopted son? His name is Dick, right? "

"It's my own business to hand over the company to anyone, and you don't need to worry about it." Bruce said with a gloomy face, "Now, just go home and stay obediently, and be grounded for half a month."

"Foot grounding? I won't do it."

Damian jumped out of his chair and took a sudden step forward, approaching Bruce.

A strong Alpha pheromone rushed to his face, Bruce let out a muffled snort, he reacted quickly, and immediately held his breath, but the skin exposed to the air was still densely packed with goose bumps in an instant.

"What do you want? I am your father!"

The waist of Gotham's richest man leaned against the desk, staring at Damian who was full of pride.

"Sure enough, your real identity is Omega," Damian ignored his glaring eyes, and stretched out his hand to lift Bruce's collar. Although he was immediately slapped away by the other party, it was enough for him to observe clearly the exposed person. The little Omega glands in the air, "No wonder Thalia always said that Batman is the most amazing person she has ever seen. With Omega's physical fitness, you can still do this. You are indeed very powerful."

Feeling the lingering cold and snowy breath in the air, Bruce gritted his teeth, supported the table, and ordered in a hoarse voice: "Take the pheromone back!"

His hands were near the pockets.

Batman often encounters enemies who use pheromones as weapons during his night patrol. After so many years, he certainly will not be defeated by such a small means.

It's just that he doesn't want to use this on Damian.

But Damian didn't seem to hear it, and even got closer, asking curiously: "Even with professional training, very few Omega can survive under my pheromone until now, Thalia said My other father was a very powerful Alpha, and I only inherited his pheromones, but it was enough for me to defeat the enemy. So Bruce, you should have been marked, who marked you?"

"...no comment," Bruce said.

"Okay," Damian withdrew the pheromone, his eyes looked a little gloomy, "It seems that he is not the one I thought."

Bruce gasped twice, showing relief.

What Zhenglian and the Avengers hadn't discovered for so long, Damian was able to find out in just one day.

This made Bruce not only angry, but also a little happy.

Here, he thought, this is his son.

But as soon as Clark was mentioned, he immediately became vigilant: "Don't try to trick him, Damian, I will keep an eye on you."

"Okay, I'll just ask," Damian said, but Bruce wouldn't believe him, "Need a glass of water?"

The black-haired and blue-eyed devil kid blinked innocently, walked to the corner of the room, and poured a glass of water for Bruce, who was almost collapsed, with a very cute expression on his face.

Bruce took the water glass and took a sip with a stiff face.

He can't handle this himself, he thought, this brat is nothing like Dick...or even Jason.

He had to find a helper.

…preferably with knowledge in parenting and teen mental health.

Ye Yi, who was patrolling the night, suddenly sneezed and let go of a little thief he had already caught.

Dick, DC's No. [-] buttocks, humanoid self-propelled gun, Grayson squatted on the roof and rubbed his nose vigorously, thinking depressedly:

Damn, which bastard is talking about me behind my back?