Grandpa Guang Weizheng[Comprehensive]

They drove all the way to Gotham, and when they passed the Gotham Bridge, the file got out of the car and took a look. This was a bridge that had been demolished time and time again by Polaris and Magneto.

The file patted the iron railing on the bridge, full of emotion: "This is really a strong bridge."

Looking at such a file, Bumblebee immediately intercepted a piece of news thoughtfully: [The Gotham Bridge demolished by Magneto has been repaired today! 】Electric voice: 【The Gotham Bridge was damaged by Polaris during the mutant struggle, the restoration project is progressing smoothly, and it is expected to open to traffic tomorrow! 】Electric voice: 【The Gotham Bridge has been rebuilt successfully!The clown's bomb cannot destroy the courage of the people! 】

There are countless such news.

The file was even more emotional: "This is really... a strong bridge."

It was about noon when they arrived at Wayne Manor, and their housekeeper was waiting in front of the gate early. When the kind-hearted old man saw the file, every wrinkle on his face was stretched out, full of kindness and joy.

"I often hear Master Damian talking about you, Miss Lydia." He opened the door for her gentlemanly: "Is this your friend? Welcome to Wayne Manor, I have prepared some desserts , you can chat with the others before lunch."

This old man is gentle and gentle, and the file is the worst way to take such a person, so she can only bow her head to Ah Fu a little cautiously: "Thank you, I will trouble you."

When the other two companions got out of the car, Ah Fu was about to park the bumblebee in the garage, when a burst of heart-piercing cries suddenly broke out on the radio.The woman cried and questioned her heart: "We agreed to be together forever! You want to abandon me again! Why! What did I do wrong!"

Such a change, even the well-informed Ah Fu was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted immediately, touching the steering wheel reassuringly: "I'm sorry, it's my fault. Do I need to prepare some gasoline for you? "

"Thank you if it doesn't bother you!" Bumblebee was eager to try: "I want to try other models, can I?"

Damian and other partners were not the only ones in the living room. Perhaps it was because Damian almost never brought any friends to the house, and his two brothers were also there in the attitude of watching rare animals.Tim even took a few days off from the university to come back to watch Damian's friends.

Dick once half-jokingly asked Damian if he needed to teach him a little secret to please others, and laughed after being mockingly refused: "Okay my brother, I hope you don't regret it-of course, when you need help I'm always by your side."

"Oh, here she is." Dick spotted them first, he glanced at the boy next to the file, and looked at Damian even more teasingly, with a hint of schadenfreude: "Hey Damian, this is Li Miss Dia?"

"Hello." The file nodded to them, leading Harry to the front: "This is Harry Osborn, my classmate, I'm sorry I didn't say hello before, I hope you don't mind me bringing him along."

"Of course not." Pietro threw a piece of gingerbread to Harry: "It's super delicious, try it."

Although this was the first time they met, Damian and Harry had a faint guess about each other's identity.

Damian: "Primary classmate 1?"

Harry: "Stranger?"

Like a sign, except for Dick, who understood what was going on with "elementary schoolmate 1", he coughed to cover up his muffled laughter, and the others looked at the two who suddenly opened their eyes, not understanding what happened.

Eggsy looked inquiring, and poked Harry next to him: "What's wrong with them?"

Harry pushed his glasses: "I don't know, maybe there is a sudden divine love between them."

Hearing the second half of the sentence, Tim almost spit out a sip of black tea. He coughed for a long time, and after calming down, he said with difficulty: "No...I don't think it should be. Damian's sexual orientation doesn't seem to be the same sex... right?"

What responded to him was a small biscuit that pierced through the air like a bullet.Damian looked at Harry and sneered, "Welcome."

Harry also snorted: "Thanks."

The blue sparks could be seen when the two looked at each other. They had already entered their own mode, as if surrounded by an invisible aura, and nothing could shake them.

Tim: ...

He took a sneaky look at Dick and whispered, "I don't think... I care enough about Damian."

Dick squinted his eyes: "What's wrong?"

Tim was heartbroken: "I didn't even know Damian's sexual orientation! I always thought he liked girls!"

Dick: ...

He saw that Tim didn't look like a fake, and before he firmly believed that Damian had taken a fancy to Osborn, he patted his brother's shoulder vigorously: "Believe me, Tim, you care enough about Damian, he Not gay either."

These young people are not well-behaved and well-behaved children. During the chat, they couldn't remember who brought it up first. The topic came to "Have you ever drank alcoholic beverages and got drunk?"

Everyone spoke enthusiastically, and the file knew from Pietro's ecstatic confession that during a vacation after coming to Xavier College, he once used his own speed to successfully take a bottle of brandy from the store, and finished it alone .

"At that time, I had a headache for several days after drinking the fragments. When I woke up, there was a man in a red tights squatting and looking at me in a strange city, and told me that I saw a man holding a wine bottle and screaming. I ran around in the city and followed to see. Unexpectedly, I ran for a while and suddenly lay down on the road. Finally, he moved me to a safe place and waited until I woke up." Pietro shrugged: "I think he is really good , can keep up with my speed!"

"Really, I think you are really good, you can take the initiative to confess to me." The fingers of the file tapped on the table, with a smile that was not a smile: "I am eye-opening, Pietro."

Pietro, suddenly remembering that there are his parents here, hugged his head and wailed: "Turn back time!"

"What about you? Do you have it?" Damian held his face in one hand and held a cupcake in the other: "Tell me, anyway, you've heard our embarrassing stories."

File took a look around, but she was the only one who didn't speak. She attracted everyone's inquiring eyes.So she laughed and leaned back in the chair: "Of course I did, it was about three years ago. I feel like I have amnesia, I don't have any memory of being drunk, but after that time I made up my mind As long as there are conditions, never touch alcohol again."

Dick whistled. "Cool decision, why?"

The file was uncommonly silent.Her silence lasted for a long time, and finally she coughed in embarrassment.

"Because, after I woke up the next day..." She cleared her throat and turned her head to the other side: "Some people say that my wine taste is very bad."

Harry Osborn's and Damian's eyes magnified several sizes because of the file's answer.Almost at the same time, they left the chairs and leaned forward, put their hands on the table, and their expressions became serious, as if they wanted to have an in-depth discussion on this issue.

The discussion was interrupted before it started. The sound of the locomotive engine was deafening from far to near, and finally stopped in front of the downstairs door.

Damian's expression changed a few times, and finally stood up, almost instinctively holding the stainless steel knife in his hand.

"Oh oh oh oh." Dick smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "There are still guests, a gentleman, a little Damian." He looked at the others: "It's nothing, Jason is back, the two of them always like it Fighting like two kids."

"Shut up Dick." Damian put the knife on the plate and laughed maliciously after a clang: "I really don't know what he wants to do when he comes back at this time-I'll go to welcome him first."

"Emmmm, maybe we can go together." Tim also stood up: "Bruce will want us to have lunch together."

With Damian's stinky face, everyone came to the stairs in a mighty manner. Jason Toth, who had just entered the door, was handing his coat to Alfred.The moment he raised his head, his face was completely exposed to everyone's view, and the file couldn't help but froze.

These eyes, and this figure.The body shape of an adult will not change too much. Even though the other party is always wearing a mask, she has never seen that face, but the impression at that time was so deep that she thinks she has not admitted her mistake.

Jason Todt felt all too familiar to her.

This, is this...

"Oh, I thought who it was." He unfastened his gloves and raised his chin.

"Isn't this my little Lily?"

File's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.She hurriedly covered her mouth before the first letter came out, waited until she calmed down a little, and finally managed to form a sentence after a long time: "You, you are..."

"Shhh—" Jason put a finger on his lips.He walked up the wooden stairs, his steps were light and almost silent, he stopped when there were still five stairs left, and looked at the file and raised the corners of his lips: "This is my secret, can you be a good boy?"

She nodded blankly.

Jason stepped forward and patted her on the head, then turned to Damian with a condescending tone: "Didn't you say that you brought friends to play, who can introduce it to me."

Damian took his hand off the deeply pinched armrest and remained silent.

He and Harry Osborn looked at each other, and found his teammate in an instant.

#An enemy of an enemy is a friend! #

The author has something to say: Damian: I think we need a united front!

Harry: I think we should beat the rest of your family to death first!

Damian: I think it makes sense!

The two sharpened their knives and turned to Tim, who trembled: What are you doing!

Damian & Harry: Lessons learned from the past are terrible, let you stop before you make trouble!