[Zhongyingmei] The dripping beast has become a fine

It was midnight when the circus ended.

The last item, the Ferris wheel.

The Superman family, who could fly by themselves, had little interest in the Ferris wheel. Clark took Xiao Qiao to divert to see the owls. Lucilia and Jason were still looking for Edie's whereabouts in the amusement park.

Only Bruce and Damian were left.

Father and son glanced at each other.

At the same time, he turned his head away.

The Ferris wheel rotates slowly, leading the passenger compartment up slowly, with the eyesight of two people, they can see the happy family or the loving couple in other passenger compartments, and then look at each other.

……

The atmosphere was even more awkward.

After a while, Bruce, the father, decided to speak first: "How are you playing with the demons?"

"Very well, they are well behaved."

"..." There is no more.

After a while, Damian tried to speak: "You really agree with Todd marrying that demon? That's a real demon."

Bruce: "...what position are you asking?"

This is the younger brother caring about the older brother?Or the relationship between colleagues?Or something else?

Damian's face quickly darkened.

He wouldn't care about that Todd's life or death!

The yellow bird roared.

Damian stopped talking, and the atmosphere froze again.

Dick, who had the audacity to eavesdrop on Damian's body, almost laughed his head off. As a good big brother, he couldn't wait to share this joy with his brothers.

"Timmy, Jaybird, did you hear that? They're muted again."

Hahahahaha——!

Laugh wildly!

"It still hasn't lasted two sentences!" Dick pointed out this point specially, "I guess Mr. Kent must have done it on purpose."

Actually let Wayne and his son ride the Ferris wheel together.

Devil oh devil.

I didn't expect you to be so super.

Bruce didn't expect it either, who would have thought that Clark was kind enough to let them come to the Ferris wheel to cultivate a father-son relationship?

He looked at the night outside and Gotham Bay in the distance, thinking about the ABCD plan about the devil in his mind, while Damian looked at the inside of the amusement park on the other side, thinking about where to find the third hellhound , and should I buy another steel comb for the bone? It didn't seem to like the previous one very much, and it was bitten by Bart.

Something flickered.

Damian frowned and looked over carefully.

At first he thought it was the lights, but he soon realized something was wrong. His combat instinct told him that it might be a very special lens, so special that it could clearly see objects hundreds of meters away like a sniper scope.

Who is watching them?

Damian is alert.

At the same time, invisible energy rushed up the Ferris wheel.

At the highest apex, looking towards the sea side, Bruce said softly: "It is said that a wish can be fulfilled at the top of the Ferris wheel, maybe we can try something like 'peaceful coexistence'...?"

Before he could finish his sentence, a sudden sleepiness seized Bruce's consciousness.

Bruce realized that maybe he should be tougher, insisted on drinking an extra cup of coffee before going out, and vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Is he the kind of person who would fall asleep straight away because he lacked a cup of coffee?

Bruce pushed his dull brain to think with doubt.

In the gradually blurred vision, Damian can be seen rushing over: "Father!"

what happened?

Why is Damian so nervous?

Before Bruce could figure it out, his vision went completely dark.

……

…………

It was an uncomfortable lethargy.

Bruce struggled to wake up.

"Wayne—!"

"Want that Wayne's doll—!"

Someone is yelling like a kid?

Bruce struggled to open his eyes, but he could barely move. He stretched his arms and kicked his legs hard, and kicked against a pile of soft things - rag dolls.

And he is one of them.

Try to see through the gap of the doll, you can find the metal frame and glass, and the metal claw with the "Wayne" mark on it.

"..."

Doll machine?

He's in the claw machine?

Suddenly, Bruce remembered the red barrel knight doll that Zatanna borrowed.

When he came back from hell that day, he clearly felt a certain familiar atmosphere from above, but as the flames of hell faded from his soul, he couldn't feel anything anymore.

Of course, of course Bruce knew what it was.

He just didn't realize that he, too, would fall for this trick.

Batman: ...the devil's IQ is not very good, the dark knight from Gotham under the night has a half-cent relationship with the word "hope"?

He wanted to rush out and give the devil Edie an old punch right now, but he was just a round rag doll with the Q version of Wayne sewn on, and it was still a standard model, because the standard suit was not a limited edition, He was lying in the corner of the crane machine and no one cared about him.

This is the only good news.

The trouble is that someone is playing the claw machine now, he doesn't want to expose himself, so naturally he can't move.

Bruce squinted his eyes and thought. In the worst case, he would wait until the amusement park closes late at night, jump out of the exit, and find a way to run back to Wayne House by himself.

Isn't it just to span the entire Gotham with the body of a rag doll?

Batman doesn't think that's a problem.

As for his own body, Bruce wasn't worried about what the other party could do.

Is Damian so easy to fool?

of course not.

Besides, even if it was really my father, how dare he tell me to get the hell out of here?

In the passenger compartment of the Ferris wheel, Damian sneered and punched "Bruce" on the bridge of the nose.

"I caught that greedy!"

Damian yelled into the communicator he always carried with him.

In the background, Mr. Wayne yelled in pain: "What are you crazy about? I'm your fucking father!"

"I'm the fuck your dad!" Damian punched him again.

This time, he almost hit his jaw, and he hit "Bruce" so hard that the back of his head hit the glass of the passenger compartment, his jaws closed passively, almost biting off his tongue.

Rice, who was "forced" to "play happily" with his father on the Ferris wheel, finally found an outlet.

The whole little yellow bird swelled into a bird ball, and it looked extra irritable. At this time, it showed no mercy to its father's body, beating and chirping crazily.

"Father won't be hit on the nose by me! You useless devil, how dare you pretend to be my father?"

Another punch.

"Say it again! Who is whose father?!"

Another punch.

He is a weapon forged by the Assassin's League. He knows how to beat people to death, and he is merciless in his strikes. In a short while, he harvested a "Bruce" who had no image at all.

Seeing Edie being so useless and crying bitterly with Bruce's face, Damian became even more irritable.

Dick yelled sternly from inside: "Enough! Damian! Don't knock him away."

"Are you kidding? Do you want to give it your father's body?!"

"Bruce would definitely agree to this! You can't just let it go off again."

"... Tsk!" Damian knocked Bruce's body unconscious.

The little boy dragged an adult off the Ferris wheel, Dick was below to meet him, Lucilia and Jason also rushed over, as well as Clark and Little Joe.

A group of people quickly converged.

Lucilia looked at the two aliens, and thought of Superman's fluttering red cloak, and her own collection cabinet with the red hood and Iron Man's helmet, and suddenly felt that this was also good.

It fits the look of her collection cabinet very well.

"Lucilia." Jason urged Lucilia to get to work: "Can you find out where his soul is?"

Lucilia immediately returned to her soul: "Let me see."

And began to look around, Lucilia didn't expect much, Batman is too difficult to get along with, it's hard for her to read his mind, let alone a little doll now...

wrong.

She retracted her foreword.

"There." Lucilia pointed in the direction.

It's not outside the sensing range. If you search carefully, you can still find it, but it won't be so fast.This speed is entirely Bruce's own credit - the bat signal constructed by intense thinking.

Such a large bat logo floats there, just like the mission guide.

Even myopia 800 degrees can see.

They found the claw machine without any difficulty. There was a child playing in front of it. Xiao Qiao and Damian looked at each other and leaned over.

Dick and Jason were responsible for transporting Bruce's body back to the Batcave, where he fell asleep in a hypnosis chamber.

Lucilia stayed and was in charge of positioning.

Clark will also stay, mainly responsible for babysitting.

When the children in front gave up because they couldn’t catch the doll, a group of people immediately went forward to grab the claw machine. Then it was time for Xiao Qiao and Damian to enter the stage. The two children, one on the left and one on the right, guarded the joystick and the coin. mouth, completely occupied this claw machine.

Lucilia leaned over and took a look: "It's not on the surface level."

"Then catch it first." Damian didn't care.

"I'm coming!" Xiao Qiao raised her hand to indicate that she wanted to play first.

"There are claw machines in the farm?" Damian was deeply skeptical, thinking that Xiao Qiao would only waste time.

But with so many dolls, it's impossible for one person to grab the claw machine all by himself. It's too strange. It would be more appropriate to wait for Xiao Qiao to play for a while, and then switch to him to catch.

Damian thought about it and thought it was more reasonable, so he agreed and helped Xiao Qiao toss the coin.

Clark: ...why do you pay for my son to play the claw machine? ? ?

There are many small questions.

Lucilia watched silently as the small quills on Superman's head were too crowded and fell all over the floor.

When he looked up again, Damian had inserted a coin for the third time.

Xiao Qiao didn't seem to know how to play with it, but she actually dug the "soil" there, and she didn't let the doll move much after tossing for a long time.

Damian: "...Let me do it!"

There seemed to be more people watching, and Damian was a little irritable.Just when he couldn't restrain the manic Robin in his heart, Lucilia pointed to a doll's foot that had been dug out from the gap of the doll and said:

"That's the one."

That's the doll where Bruce's soul resides!

Immediately, Damian came to his senses, pushed Xiao Qiao aside, manipulated the mechanical claws to move towards him, landed, hooked the rag doll next to him and threw it away, the most standard President Wayne below him Most of the puppet is also exposed.

Because I was dragged and pulled, turned around, and now my head is facing down, buttocks are facing up.

Bruce: ...

Damian: ...

"It's so easy to catch!" Forcibly explained.

Then he clawed again, Damian did not take the usual way, this time carefully adjusted the angle, hooked the Bruce doll's waistband with the grabbing hook, the edge of the claw got stuck in the gap, and when Little Joe cried "Yes! Clamp its ass" In the sound, he just hooked the doll up.

It's a pity that the hook was not deep enough and the Bruce doll fell down halfway.

It bounced and turned up its belly.

Xiao Qiao let out a regretful groan: "Pinch its crotch next time! It will definitely get stuck there!"

He lowered his claws again, but it was a pity that he was a little excited. Damian poked it crookedly when he lowered his claws, and instead of getting stuck in the gap in his crotch, he went straight up and poked a small hole.

Damian & Joe: ...

I don't know why they feel the cooling of the mystery.

And sensed the "gaze of disapproval" in the blue glass-colored eyes of the Bruce doll.