[Comprehensive Yingmei] Push the boss to do things

Metropolis, a division of the Wayne Group.

"Connor—" Ba Dao yelled without looking up among the various sophisticated equipment in the laboratory.

He yelled so naturally, as if the person he yelled deserved to be there whenever he was called.

So the person who was called was really on call.

"What are you doing this time?" A boy appeared in front of Ba Dao almost instantly. He was floating in the air, and his black shirt fluttered slightly under the unique biological force field of Kryptonians, just like Superman's red cape.

Ba Dao raised his head, frowning slightly at the subtle similarity.

Connor gritted his teeth angrily at Ba Dao's slight facial expression change.

Ba Dao puts a label of tsundere and sensitive on his cub.

He pretended not to notice Zai'er's unhappiness.

"Come and try the red sun ray, biu—" He raised the toy water gun-like colorful device that he had just made, and pulled the trigger towards Connor who, like Superman, didn't know what dodge was.

The blood-red beam of light radiated towards the floating boy's chest.

The boy pursed his lips tightly, and a grievance flashed in his blue eyes.He was still floating in the air, motionless under the so-called "red sun rays" by Ba Dao.

"You didn't drive to the maximum power at all." Connor said with some indignation in his heart that he was underestimated, and he said as calmly as possible.

Ba Dao felt that he had bullied the child enough, and if this continued, Connor would definitely explode.

"Just for fun," Ba Dao turned off the ray, and threw the device aside casually, "I won't hurt you, Connor."

I will not hurt you.

Connor froze for a moment, turning his head away.

"...You can't hurt me." The child who just came to consciousness whispered.

Ba Dao Xin said that this is not necessarily the case.

"Well, I can't get hurt." He affirmed decisively.

Sensitive and vulnerable, that's Connor.

Ba Dao didn't use the most direct method - go to Professor X to help remove the goal of "killing Superman" from Connor's mind.Since he is his own son, it is only natural for him to beat Superman, Ba Dao believes that he can restrain the killer.

Connor reminded Ba Dao of himself when he was a child, neither human nor alien, lacking a sense of security but had to learn to face everything in this world within a short period of time when he became conscious.

Connor has Ba Dao watching, but that doesn't mean he's luckier than Ba ​​Dao.

This child has all the superpowers of a superman, including super hearing and super strength. He needs to learn to face people's malicious whispers and suppress his own strength at all times to avoid hurting others.

He was born to do this.

Hateful Superman.Ba Dao thought.

Superman:?

"Go to the playground?" Ba Dao saw that Connor didn't intend to speak, so he made a suggestion.

"I can fly by myself, which is much more exciting than theirs." Connor vetoed.

The little boy is quite stubborn.Ba Dao thought.

"Then why don't you just lose the game?" Ba Dao suggested again.

The last time when Connor was released to play together, the child squeezed the gamepad and exploded.

"Impossible!" Connor vetoed loudly without hesitation.

Sure enough, this child is not a human who shakes M, but a normal person like himself.Ba Dao thought.

The mixed race is really awesome.

"...Then what are you doing?" Ba Dao asked.

It's impossible to stay at home, don't hold back the cub.

"I want... to go for a walk, just like ordinary humans," Connor said uncertainly, "just take a walk."

"Land down first, put your feet on the ground, don't crush the ground," Ba Dao said lazily, "Don't let Peter Pan know your existence."

Connor stared at Ba Dao for a while, not sure if the other party was playing with him.

He couldn't see anything.

He lowered his head to the ground, and fell cautiously, and it didn't take long for the toes of his shoes to touch the ground.

Then, without accident, a small hole was stepped on the ground.

Connor's face immediately stinked.

"Anyway, I will kill him sooner or later," the boy said with some displeasure. "Is there any difference between letting him know about my existence?"

"No, your purpose is not to kill him, but to knock him down and let him know how good he is." Ba Dao denied.

"And prove that I'm better than him?" Connor said, "I don't need this."

He doesn't need anyone to know how he is.

He doesn't seem to need anything.

"No," Ba Dao denied again, "It's to let people know how awesome I am who raised you."

Connor: "..."

Why are you so shameless!

The green young man Connor began to reason with Ba Dao.

"It was Lex Luthor who made me," Connor said.

So strictly speaking, even if Connor overthrows Superman, it can only prove that Luthor is awesome.

"His material was obtained by me." Ba Dao said.

Superman's cell sample was sliced ​​by a tyrant!

"My superpower comes from the one in the sky," Connor said again.

No matter how you say it, it can be regarded as superhuman genes.

"Anyway, your guardian is me." Ba Dao began to cheat.

Anyway, Zai'er is powerful, so Zai'er's guardian is awesome!

Connor: "..."

He gritted his teeth hard, and decided not to haggle over every detail with Ba Dao.

Anyway, he couldn't quarrel with this power user who is not strong but likes to show off his power with his mouth.

Ba Dao didn't verbally bully Connor for too long, he put on the fur collar windbreaker and knife holder and went out with Connor - he walked through the door instead of opening the window after a long time.

After walking past the police station, the Daily Planet building, and several famous restaurants in the Metropolis, signing autographs for some tourists, and taking photos with the children, Ba Dao couldn't think of where else he could go.

There are only a few places he frequents on the ground.It's okay if it's in the air, he can count all the roofs of the buildings under the name of Wayne Group, but on the ground...

He seldom wanders aimlessly like this.

Unknowingly, Ba Dao brought his "ordinary ward" to the Central Garden of the Metropolis.

Ba Dao can still recognize the faucet where he washed his face and the place where Alisa sang more than ten years ago.

Under the warm golden sun and the shade of lush trees, the blonde girl seemed to be still standing there singing songs praising everything.

Ba Dao doesn't understand the music, but it's very nice.

It's really nice.

"Walking is so boring, Connor." Ba Dao said lazily sitting on the bench by the garden.

His pupils didn't focus on the real thing, as if he was looking at something that didn't exist.

Connor didn't know whether Ba Dao was happy or sad. The obnoxious paralyzed face of the psychic showed no fluctuations, neither happiness nor sadness. His heartbeat never changed, just like a machine without emotion.

He also wondered if Ba Dao was some kind of robot made by Luthor.

Now it seems that "Robot" has some human feelings besides like to make him angry all day long and run to New York when it rains.

It's a pity he can't figure it out.

"It's quite boring." Connor said, sitting next to Ba Dao.

He tried his best to suppress the super hearing, and he could still hear the gossip of the citizens in the distance chatting about Ba Dao and the origin of Connor, the "Guardian".

Like Stark's other illegitimate son.

Connor:?

His face darkened instantly.

He decided to hate that Iron Man in New York who was most likely to be whom Ba Dao met every rainy night.

"No matter how boring you are, you must face life positively and optimistically," Ba Dao patted him on the shoulder, "instead of making a bad face all day long."

"……I do not have!"

He was not angry because of boredom, but because of those who spread rumors with just one mouth!

"You have." Ba Dao looked at the sky and said.

The sun is a bit harsh.

My eyes hurt a little.

Connor turned his head angrily, not arguing with the unreasonable Ba Dao.

A tall but rustic man came over, greeted him and sat down on the other side of Ba Dao.

"Clark," Ba Dao no longer looked at the sun like a masochist and hurt his eyes, but divided his attention to his friend, "You are quite free today."

Apart from work, Clark's life is as simple as a blank slate, as if he was born only for work, and he doesn't know what to do at home when he is free.In short, he usually doesn't have much time to hang out outside.

This time Clark must have come out specifically to find Ba Dao.

"It's rare that you don't live in an apartment somewhere, Leo." Clark said that it was too difficult to catch a bully knife who never went out except for food and work.

He can't appear too abruptly, right? Ba Dao is super vigilant, and if he is not careful, he will strip Clark's vest clean.

"What do you want to ask?" Ba Dao didn't get too entangled in Clark's joking and complaining words, "If it's Connor, he's not someone's illegitimate child."

Connor snorted softly.

Ba Dao reached out his hand gently and flicked his forehead.

Very good, it's soft, Zai'er is still paying attention to softening his facial muscles.

Connor wasn't too angry, and could tease again.

"No, it's not this..." Clark did a long period of mental construction and looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping before he summoned up the courage to ask, "Mr. Wayne... yes, that's what you think, Bruce and he The one in Gotham," Clark made a super fierce expression, one hand behind his head like a pair of scissors to pretend to be two pointed ears, "...are they familiar?"

Clark was referring to Bruce and Batman.

Ba Dao almost laughed out loud at the way Clark imitated Batman.

An angry face, coupled with two pointed ears, is too expressive hahahahahahahaha!

Ba Dao didn't answer immediately, he stared at Clark quietly, staring at the small town boy uncomfortably, then felt guilty, and then blushed slightly and embarrassed.

So Ba Dao confirmed that Clark was interested in one of Bruce and Batman, and combined with his undistracted movements when imitating Batman, what Clark was interested in was Baby Bruce.

It's unbelievable that someone really likes Bruce!

cough cough.

The meaning of Ba Dao is not that Baby Bruce is unloved, but that...

Clark is not like a face control person, and he is definitely not a follower. He doesn't like Bruce because of his small money or because of his good face and good figure, but simply likes the playboy in Gotham.

seriously?

Ah Fu has been talking about Bruce for a long time, but now someone finally comforts Ah Fu?

But if Clark wants to take over...it's not impossible but...

Clark seemed to be a mutant, a pure-bred Earthling, rather than some nasty alien.He should still have some super powers, if he is stronger, he can protect Bruce.

Ba Dao's eyes lit up.

After Green Lantern Hal, he finally found a second suitable stepmother candidate, and in terms of feelings, he already has a single arrow against Bruce!

so perfect!

"If you have a heart," said Ba Dao, who is so sensitive to other people's emotional problems, "I can make Bruce kick the bat."

Clark:? ? ?

Connor felt that Ba Dao was really a ruthless person.

"This, this is not good," Clarke didn't have time to think about how Ba Dao knew he was interested in Bruce, "I mean, I really want to...but..."

"But there is one condition." Ba Dao interrupted Clark.

"...What?" Clark couldn't help but follow Ba Dao's words.

"I know you're not an ordinary person, Clark," Ba Dao sized Clark up with critical eyes that look at the quality of cabbage. It's very good. The face and figure are not bad. As long as you don't wear those old-fashioned glasses in the future, you will definitely be able to look good. There are giant leaps, "Can you lift a truck with your bare hands or reach [-] meters per second?"

As long as he has some strength and can protect Bruce, Ba Dao doesn't mind opening a back door for his friends.

Otherwise, Bruce is really going to die alone.

And Ba Dao doesn't need to call an alien woman mother, but a good-tempered earthling.

Clark: "..."

This is definitely a Taoist proposition!

If he answered no, Ba Dao would definitely refuse to help him without hesitation, and he would have no chance at all!

Fortunately, Ba Dao really thought he was just a mutant, and Clark could pretend to be a strongman or some kind of speedster, so that he could get assists from Ba Dao!

I'm just a little sorry for Batman...

Who can tell right from wrong about emotional issues?

He just wants a chance.

"I... I have a lot of strength," Clark said after making up his mind. "Should be able to lift the truck."

"Okay." Ba Dao decided that the little reporter in front of him was the most suitable candidate for his stepmother.

perfect!

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Thank you Witch Tower Festival for mines that return blood online!