[Comprehensive British and American] Bats never lose their horses

As the weather gets colder, the atmosphere of Christmas in the streets gradually becomes stronger.

"Thank you." Barry raised a big smile, and took two large boxes of pizza from the owner of the pizzeria in Central City, but before he could swallow the pizza in his mouth, the alliance communicator he carried with him started buzzing.

In the next second, the Flash appeared in Central Park in New York City.

"Jesus Christ," he complained to the two men in front of him who were staring at him, "don't you Hydra have a holiday? Oh well, neither do superheroes, we are half and half."

The two immediately took out their guns from their pockets and pressed the trigger on him without hesitation.The gunfire caused a burst of exclamation from the surrounding crowd, but Barry even had time to reassure them: "Don't panic...I'll get this right away."

And it is true.The Flash's fast speed made Tony, who came in a hurry after receiving the informant's news, only get a group of fans screaming and cheering towards him. Why did he still stay in front of the Flash who hadn't left, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"No offense, Mr. Stark," Barry looked a little nervous, and spoke faster than usual, "I just want to ask about the matter that I asked Peter."

"Peter?" Tony was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and said with a dark face, "Then you should go back to your central city, I can't control Bruce's affairs, and he won't let me interfere."

"But……"

"No, but." Tony blocked him back in a stiff tone, "Who does he like to talk to, and I believe you must have made a mistake. Instead of coming to me, you might as well go and talk to your consultant." Have a good chat."

After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Barry called him quickly, "Actually, Mr. Stark, I'm here on business." As he spoke, he took out an invitation letter from nowhere and handed it over. Tony took it and glanced at it. With a glance, he raised his eyebrows high: "Justice League & Avengers Fellowship Celebration? What are you celebrating, world peace?"

The initiator of this celebration is Superman, but Tony stares at the Batman brand on the invitation and thinks that Bruce must be crazy to agree to this crazy idea.

"Celebrate the cooperation between the Alliance and the Avengers, and exchange feelings with each other." Barry smiled dryly, but soon looked at him expectantly and asked, "Mr. Stark, you and the captain will both Did you come? Batman specifically asked me to deliver the invitation letter to you, I can't mess it up."

Just when Tony was about to refuse, he heard Barry's last words.

He paused slightly, undeniably a little pleased.

But this did not prevent him from being dissatisfied with Bruce's deliberately picking this time and place to let The Flash send him an invitation letter.

Iron Man opened his mask and accepted the invitation letter with tacit approval amidst the continuous flashing lights around him and the excited shouts of the crowd.

Watchtower.

Since the Christmas tree that was as tall as two people was sent into space, countless festive decorations that previous heroes could not have imagined have also appeared in the hall of the watchtower one after another—Christmas stars, reindeer decorations, Letters and artifacts sent to heroes from all over the world, as well as a statue of heroes jointly donated by the Metropolitan Metropolitan Government and the New York City Government.

"I feel like I'm dreaming." Steel Bone murmured.

Barry, who had just returned to the hall after finishing the mission, felt the same way.

He looked in awe at the chairman of the Zhenglian who was standing side by side with Batman and stared at the universe outside the porthole with a smile, and felt that the great Superman was indeed omnipotent—he was able to persuade Batman to hold a celebration in the watchtower meeting!

"All items have been strictly checked and sterilized," Hal, who was in charge of this matter, said proudly. He even bowed gracefully to Barry, "The green light is at your service."

"It's incredible, genius." Barry excitedly said, "Diana has been completely captured by the new ice cream machine in the kitchen. Did you bring these up?"

Hal nodded, and used the ring to put the latest batch of food that will be used in the celebration in the hall, and soon someone will move them away and turn them into delicious food to appear at the celebration. "Thanks to Wayne Group's logistics and cold chain transportation technology," he sighed heartily, "otherwise, the lobsters that Arthur fished out of the sea would not be as fresh as they are now."

The smiles of Barry and Cyborg froze on their faces at the same time.

Hal also gave them a strange look: "What's the matter? Are you allergic to lobster?"

"...No," Barry said with difficulty, "but Hal, do you still remember the attitude you couldn't get used to Wayne when we discussed it in the meeting?"

"That's all in the past," Hal said with a relaxed smile, "Don't be so nervous, you two, in fact, as long as you get to know him deeply, you will know that Bruce is different from his usual image. Never seen an Omega as special as him."

Barry and Cyborg exchanged a desperate look.

Listen to what this is all about!

"I've never seen anyone like him", "You are the most special to me", generally people who say such things don't need to think about it, just three words: hopeless.

"Speaking of which, it seems that Bruce and his adopted sons have also received the invitation this time." Hal gave them a smirk, "As the No.1 human representative who climbed the watchtower as a non-hero, when the time comes You can go to him and ask for some discount coupons from the pizza restaurant under the name of Wayne Group, I believe he will not refuse."

"...What!?"

Barry quickly took out his mobile phone and found that it was as it should be. Just like what Hal said, the headlines on the front pages of all major social media are now Wayne's beautiful and foolish smile.

"God," Steel Bone murmured, "This is indeed a crisis more terrifying than Darkseid."

At least Darkseid hasn't invaded the alliance headquarters openly yet!

However, although the outside media reported heavily on the celebration, for safety reasons, Bruce still did not disclose the exact date of the banquet to them at all.

"Good day, everyone." When he was entangled by reporters when he was going out, the Prince of Gotham seemed to be tired of the endless entanglement. He stopped and said with a sigh, "You also know the advisor of the alliance, that is What kind of guy is the big black bat? He didn't even let go of his promise to participate in this celebration! Do you expect him to allow me to reveal more? I don't want to sleep until midnight and be hung out of the window. Bats woken up, or taken to the roof of the Wayne Building and threatened, you know what he can do."

"But we all heard that he has a close relationship with you, otherwise how would you explain that the alliance even allows you to bring your family to the heroes' internal banquet?"

A reporter struggles to squeeze his way into the encirclement, narrowly missing/putting the microphone in Bruce's mouth.

The black-haired Omega took half a step back, intentionally or unintentionally avoiding the microphone: "Of course it's because I'm the one who signed the check for the war damage, otherwise why else? Believe me, gentlemen, even if it's a bat Heroes also need food and water."

All the reporters present shivered unconsciously because of this cold joke.

However, even if the media is barely managed, it will not be smooth sailing for Bruce.

"Going to the alliance celebration?" Jason, who was blocked by Nightwing in Gotham's alley, looked annoyed, "I'm not some stupid hero, quit!"

"Little Wing, don't rush away," Dick grabbed him, "Roy promised Dinah would go, and Bruce has always missed you..."

"The old bat is the biggest reason why I don't want to go!"

"Okay," Dick said helplessly, "what about me?"

Jason stared at him with a look of "I can't understand what nonsense you are talking about".

Dick coughed lightly: "Damian is in Teen Titans this year, Tim is going on vacation with his parents, Alfred is too old and doesn't want to go to space, so apart from Bruce, the only 'Wayne adopted son' participating in the celebration is Me and you, we haven't celebrated a holiday together for a long time."

Jason's eyes gradually became frightened.

"Who are you?!" He slammed the gun against Dick's forehead and asked sharply, "Where's the big blue bird man?"

"..." Dick raised his hands, "Calm down, little wing, I'm not faked."

"impossible!"

"You've been gone for a long time, Jason," the older youth stared at him quietly with his back to the lights of Gotham Harbor, "Bruce and I have changed a lot, just give us a chance, okay?"

Jason didn't give him any response.

Red Hood exuded a sharp murderous look all over his body. After a moment of silence, he put away his gun and left over the wall without looking back.

Left alone, Dick's shoulders slowly slumped.He pressed the communicator behind his ear and sighed: "I tried my best, Bruce, it seems he won't come."

But none of them expected that Jason actually arrived at the Wayne Building on time when no one had expected it.

"Jason." Bruce's throat rolled up and down involuntarily.

He stared at the young man with his hands in the cheap jacket with complicated eyes, which made Jason extremely annoyed, and he gave the man a vicious look: "What! If that woman Barbara hadn't been bothering me, I won't come!"

"Stop talking, it's obviously you who asked me for something." Barbara said quietly in the communicator, "Remember to behave normally in front of other heroes, otherwise I will sneak into the background and delete hundreds of all The Red Hood reposted it on the forum in bold and put it on the top, with a [-]-layer encryption anti-deletion protection, and it did what it said."

Jason: "...Damn it."

Barbara snorted coldly: "You deserve it."

Jason thought angrily, if he hadn't accidentally deleted the 20-word Super Bat essay written by Barbara, he wouldn't have been manipulated by this woman, and he would have been forced to participate in some family reunion. It's stupid!

Bruce seemed to choke, but he wasn't angry, because Jason's presence today was a surprise enough.

"Let's go," he said.

The celebration started at six in the evening, and they arrived three hours earlier than scheduled.

"Holycrap!" Barry was taken aback by the sudden appearance of a family of three in the teleportation array of the watchtower, "Way...Wayne? Why are you here now?"

"Can't you?" Bruce tilted his head, "I thought arriving early was a basic quality."

"Uh, but you arrived too early," Barry said angrily, "We still have a meeting to hold this afternoon, how about I... you go around the watchtower first?"

The enthusiastic little red man originally wanted to say that I will show you around, but he instantly remembered the series of great achievements of "Evil Wayne", and immediately swallowed the words that came to his lips.

Bruce glanced at him with a smile that made him shudder. "Thanks, flash."

I have to say that the black-haired Omega is indeed extremely handsome, and the crooked eyebrows and eyes make people unconsciously let down their vigilance when he smiles—wake up Barry!You can't fall!

Bruce watched suspiciously as The Flash suddenly slapped himself inexplicably.

Jason let out a mocking laugh, receiving a warning glare from Dick standing beside him.

"Are they...?" Barry unconsciously turned his attention to these two youths. Although they were only Bruce Wayne's adopted sons, they both had the same good looks as their father, and their figures were also top-notch.

However, Barry, who was slightly shorter, looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere?But he couldn't remember.

"Richard Grayson, just call me Dick." Dick stretched out his hand and introduced Jason, who said nothing, "This is Jason, my younger brother."

Barry shook his hand briefly.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that Wayne was no longer where he was. He was chatting vigorously with his colleagues who came to the lobby at some time. The content of the conversation seemed to be about the tree that was hung with countless shiny ornaments. Huge Christmas tree.

There are many Alliance heroes who came to Watchtower today. Apart from their original founders, there are also some new faces who usually do not participate in Alliance meetings.

But now, these heroes are looking at their investors with unimaginable eyes, walking through the corridor in a very familiar manner, and coming to the kitchen to skillfully operate the ice cream machine, making ice cream for themselves and their two sons. He ordered three chocolate cones—unfortunately, one of them refused him with a bad face, so the man could only shrug his shoulders regretfully and eat two by himself.

And that's not even the scariest thing.

"He...I..." Arthur, who came to the meeting with a harpoon, stared at Wayne, who was sitting in the meeting room of the watchtower looking through the materials, and felt his intestines knotted, "Wait a minute, why is he sitting In Batman's seat?!"

he questioned loudly.

Barry lay on the conference table, clutching his stomach, and replied angrily: "I want to know too, but I dare not ask."

Superman smiled and took the first seat, and put the information that originally belonged to the alliance consultant in front of Bruce.Facing the terrified or angry gazes of the unsuspecting heroes present, the man in an expensive suit raised his eyelids expressionlessly: "I'm here to preside over the meeting today, is there any problem?"

The problem is big!

Several people roared inwardly.

This is usually Batman's job, but Barry never imagined that one day he would let his fellow Gotham do it for him-and whoever was wrong, it was Wayne!

This is a secret within the alliance!

However, the little red man glanced at Hal, who was sitting next to him and trying to endure the shrugging of his shoulders, with a full stomach of doubts. This guy has been holding back his laughter since just now: "No, you must have something to hide." us!"

Hal: "How is it possible? I just... accidentally thought of something funny..."

Bruce's cool eyes lingered on his flushed face for a second, successfully scaring away the green light's smile that was about to explode.

"I didn't do anything," he swore.

Barry scanned the two of them back and forth several times, his raised eyebrows furrowed into knots.

Coincidentally, the topic of today's meeting happened to be the monthly routine battle damage statistics.

Accustomed to Batman's disapproving gaze, facing Bruce Wayne, the biggest benefactor of the alliance, in fact, the person who paid for them, all the heroes present were a little uncomfortable. I couldn't help but twist in my seat, and didn't dare to look at men, except for the most powerful Alpha in the world, Superman——

He even dared to talk back to Wayne!

"It's unreasonable," Clark pointed to the list of "Superman doll sales this quarter decreased by 15.00% compared with the previous quarter", and he pursed his lips dissatisfiedly, "Even if most of our peripheral sales profits are used to pay for war But Bruce, you can't blame me for the drop in sales!"

"It's reasonable," Bruce put down the information in his hand, stared at him and said, "The sales volume of dolls to a certain extent represents the support rate of each hero among the public, especially among young people. I need to remind you of this decline. Was it after what happened? Mr. Superman who just smashed through a cloud server center last week and knocked out the Internet in several states in the US?"

Clark kept his mouth shut.

Arthur let out a short laugh, but Wayne's attention was soon shifted to this big fool: "Why are you laughing, Aquaman? Your battle damage has increased by a full ten percent this month, especially It was you who flooded two small islands in the name of looking for Hydra bases, but everyone knows that you were just drunk."

"Hey, those are uninhabited islands!" Arthur protested.

"Yes, but they are all owned, and one of them is mine." Bruce stared at him and said, "I don't mind paying for your battle damage, but I don't want to pay for someone's stupidity, understand? "

Arthur held back for a long time, and only choked out one sentence: "You are not qualified to accuse me instead of Batman, Wayne, even if you are rich."

"Actually, I do," Bruce said bluntly, amid Hal's sudden burst of laughter.

Barry's eyes widened in bewilderment.

The truth disappeared in an instant, and he stared at Hal who was lying on the table laughing in disbelief: "Genius, is that what I think? You already knew it?"

"Know what?" Arthur yelled dissatisfied, he hated the feeling that he was the only one kept in the dark!

"I''mBatman." Bruce said calmly, "Okay, now on to the next topic."

"........."

On that day, Arthur finally felt the terror of being dominated by Wayne.

Two hours later, the door to the conference room opened.

The hall was full of heroes from all over the world. It was rare for them to gather together today. Bruce saw the bearded rich man in the middle of the crowd telling Peter not to drink, as well as Captain America and Thor beside him.

Of course Tony saw him too, but Alpha just snorted distortedly, turned around and started talking to Diana, only Peter showed him a slightly embarrassed and apologetic smile: "Mr. Wayne."

Bruce nodded at him, and greeted Thor, who was holding a glass of wine with excitement on his face.

"Natasha and the others can't come, they have a mission." Steve explained to Superman, "Isn't Batman coming too?"

Clark smiled, but didn't answer.Steve just assumed he was acquiescing.

But he stared inexplicably at the ghostly pale heroes behind Clark, and asked, "What happened?"

"It's okay," Superman smiled slightly, "it's just that the world view was impacted, and it didn't slow down for a while."

Steve moved closer to the Flash, and heard the little red man say in a fast voice that is difficult for ordinary people to catch: "Batman is an Omega, an Omega, an Omega..." He couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock.

Batman is an Omega! ?

As an Alpha, it takes so much hard work, so much suffering and pain to become a hero. Steve really can't imagine how Batman, as an Omega, has come all the way to today in an environment like Gotham of.

"He's a real hero." He couldn't help walking to Bruce and said to the black-haired Omega, "I know you have a close relationship with Batman. If there is a chance, I really want to meet him face to face."

Bruce picks up a ginger ale amidst Thor's loud complaints.

The man hid the smile at the corner of his mouth by sipping his wine.

"Thank you. But you've seen it, Captain."

Steve froze for a moment, his eyes fell on Bruce's pointed blue eyes, he let out a breath slowly, and couldn't help smiling: "Thank you for your frankness, Bruce."

"Enjoyit." Bruce raised his glass to him.

Jason leaned against the corner, watching a group of flying heroes foolishly scurrying over the lobby of the watchtower, scattering all kinds of ribbon debris all over the floor, couldn't help but frowned .

On the other side, The Flash, who is known for his speed, began to compare his speed with Superman. The onlookers watched the excitement and yelled loudly. Jason scoffed at this, and he was not afraid to run out of a parallel world again——

A ray of light lit up, and the noise in the hall stopped abruptly.

Fortunately, the people who came were not the expected intruders, just two teenagers.

Damian Wayne, and Tim Drake, who was supposed to be having dinner with his family.

Across the crowd, Damian, dressed in casual clothes, stared at Jason Todd standing in the corner. Jason also put down his folded arms and stared at this devil kid who had never met with a bad expression. Bruce's only his own son.

Bruce narrowed his eyes: "Explain."

He didn't remember that he had brought these two children to the heroes' banquet.

Clark flew to his side and softened his voice: "Bruce, I gave permission."

"What if something happens to Earth?" Bruce raised his voice. "If I'm not here, Robin can at least take care of it!"

"There will be no problem, the watchtower keeps an eye on what's happening on the ground..."

"The pattern of this dialogue is so familiar," the heroes who didn't know why whispered, "Why did Wayne dare to talk to Superman like this? Or is it like this for everyone in Gotham?"

While Bruce and Clark were arguing, Damian had already walked in front of Jason.

"Hello," he said, staring at the expressionless young man, "Todd."

Jason keenly sensed that this devil bastard had malicious intentions. He pushed away Dick who was trying to separate them, took a step forward, and stared at him condescendingly: "What do you want from me, kid?"

The heroes present felt the tense atmosphere at the same time. Oliver glanced at the dark-faced Bruce empathetically, and tried to ease the relationship between the two brothers: "Hey, boys, if you have something to say—"

"Shut up." "It's none of your business here."

Damian and Jason said in unison.

Roy gloats as Dinah walks over and pulls the frustrated Green Arrow back.

With no one in the way, Damian's arm shook imperceptibly, and a gadget fell into his palm in the blink of an eye.

Tim looked at the folding stick that he didn't know when he was taken along, so he yelled on the spot, but Damian ignored him, just held the stick tightly and went back to Jason's neck, and almost instantly, Jason He took out a gun from his pocket and aimed it at his forehead.

Dick laughed dryly, trying to explain: "Actually, Damian learned some Chinese martial arts when he was a child, and Jason is usually a gun/gun lover..." He walked up to Jason again and tried to pull him away. However, he was kicked several times on the way to persuade the fight, and he rolled up his sleeves angrily and joined the battle. Tim also gritted his teeth and got into a fight with Damian because his weapon was taken away.

Seeing that the situation escalated from family feud to brother-in-law killing each other, the heroes around him looked at Bruce with strange eyes—did they accidentally witness the grievances and hatred within the wealthy family?

But eating melons belongs to eating melons, and we should be persuaded.

Almost all the superpowers and superheroes of the whole earth are here. If they still can't handle a few ordinary people, then they can go home, wash and sleep... now...

Hell, is this the level of fighting a normal teenager should have? !

Although everyone present is experienced in many battles, it doesn't mean that they can easily accept that any adopted son of a billionaire has the level to fight a hero!

When the fourth hero who tried to go up to persuade the fight was kicked out of the encirclement by Damian/Jason, Bruce finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Enough!" he growled.

Bruce wanted to go up and clean up these bastards who were messing around regardless of time and place, but was stopped by Diana beside him.

Princess Amazon smiled at him and said, "Bruce, look around."

The heroes who were originally scattered in every corner of the hall gathered around, watching the two teenagers' fight with great interest, and some young heroes even eagerly started betting on who could survive without superpowers. Stop them without taking damage.

Bruce couldn't help letting out a sigh.

In such an atmosphere, the battle between Jason and Damian was gradually escalating.

Before, Jason didn't press the trigger because he was concerned about the old man and the heroes present, but now facing the constant provocations from the devil cubs, he felt that his patience had reached its limit——

"Bah!"

Damian dodged the bullet with quick eyesight and quick hands, at a speed that is almost impossible for humans to achieve.

The bullet grazed his scalp and pierced some equipment, and there was a dead silence in the hall.

"So..." Peter was dumbfounded, "Who are you?"

Why the hell, a child who is 1.3 meters tall and not yet fully developed can dodge bullets?Still so fucking proficient?

What the hell is Gotham?

Jason wanted to shoot again, but a pitch-black batarang had already passed through the crowd and lodged in his gun/barrel.At the moment when the bomb exploded, he quickly threw it away, and stared viciously at the man in the suit who was still in the throwing posture not far away.

Bruce lowered his hands, clenched his fists, and looked at them coldly.

"I said, enough."

The crowd around looked at him, then at the bat dart.The sound of gasping air came from all directions like a tsunami.

Shazam, who didn't make it to the afternoon meeting, looked like he was about to faint.

"Robin, and... Batman? Bruce Wayne is Batman!?"

Clark swallowed unconsciously.

He sneaked a glance at Bruce's face not far away.

Rao, he must be mad!

The author has something to say: a fat chapter with seven thousand characters.Thank you Batman for parenting.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 1 little Arkham patient;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Congyan Congyong; 6 bottles of Shenmu seeds;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!