Wayne family salted fish daily [Comprehensive British and American]

I ended up finding fifteen more trackers in my bag, body pockets, and shoe crevices.

My boss almost laughed out loud in front of me.However, I feel that I am even twitching my fingers at this moment, what kind of insane desire to control is this!

I angrily stuffed the pile of parts into my bag, and they collided together and even made a slight knocking sound, instantly filling up my anger gauge again.

"Don't be angry, at least they still care about you being a girl, poof, at least they only put trackers, no monitors."

Tony is a master at this, and he's watching while I'm looking for things.

But it didn't make me feel better at all, I know my dad and brothers were probably worried about me—

Except for Damian, he might just want to know where my body is, so it's easier to collect it——

But I'm Captain America who can breathe fire, so can't they give me some minimum respect for my strength!

"Don't look at the old bat, ever since...that incident, his desire to protect you children has been irreparable." Tony shrugged, and seemed to be more well-adjusted than me: "I guess you don't know ?”

"whats the matter?"

Teacher Tony saw that he was about to start telling stories, maybe it was some family secret——

Although I am a little puzzled why the boss of Stark Industries knows the family secret of Wayne Group, but this is not the point-

I approached my boss enthusiastically, and he seemed very satisfied with my enthusiasm.

Sure enough, he coughed twice like a storyteller in a martial arts movie, and then said: "The matter will start when your second brother—that is, Jason—was Robin."

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Chao, the current boss of Jason is really the former Robin, so he is the second generation, right?How many people have squatted in Robin's position, I really want to know.

Yet during my boss's storytelling, I was pretty quiet.After all, I was afraid that he would be too lazy to talk when he would be interrupted by me, so that would not work.

Fortunately, Tony seems to have a strong desire to talk now, and he didn't notice my hesitation for a moment. After thinking for two seconds, he continued to speak: "I remember that time, Dick seemed to have a falling out with Bruce. ?”

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Who are you talking about?

My big brother Dick who's super sweet and puts up with Damian?

I really couldn't bear it anymore, and I said to Tony with a puzzled face: "Wait, you're talking about my brother? Dick? That Dick? A very good-tempered male mother? Grayson?"

"Can't you see?" Tony snorted and laughed: "Your elder brother is not as amiable as he appears on the surface, he was simply a difficult kid back then."

In fact, I think sometimes Tony is quite like a difficult kid.But just think about it in your heart, don't blurt it out.

But it turned out that my elder brother was like that before?It's hard to imagine him being irritable... Damian, who has the face of my big brother, is too he? Damn, isn't it weird?

I hastily shook that image out of my mind, and I suddenly began to feel grateful that I hadn't experienced such a day.

It sounds too scary, a world I definitely don't want to try.

Thinking about it this way, maybe my dad's real identity is Superman.Otherwise, how can someone endure two Damians for more than ten years, Bodhisattva?

"At the beginning, Dick was still not nose-nosed and eyes-nothing to Jason, but after that incident, Dick, who would have been at odds with Bruce because Jason took over Robin's position, seemed to be together ?It's like growing up overnight, and accepted the third child in your family without much resistance."

Well, so what is the matter, is my boss trying to trick me on purpose?

Just as I was thinking this way, Tony suddenly looked in my direction: "Speaking of which, what you heard should be suspended animation... The reason why Jason Todd, that little brat is now apparently a dead person s reason?"

I nodded, isn't that what my father told me, and I'm still here.

There was a big joke when I first came to our house. The matter of devoutly worshiping his grave in front of my second brother still makes me unable to hold my head up in front of Jason.Although after I apologized to my second brother, he didn't seem to care at all.

"That's not suspended animation."

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Wait, what do you mean?

What do you mean by not feigning death?

"So it's not incomprehensible to have a bunch of trackers in your bag. It's even normal for that kid Todd to follow you before you go back to Gotham--Bat has experienced more than one... own child died or something .”

"He can persist until now without going crazy. I think he is awesome."

After Jason Todd kicked Roxy out of the house, he finally worked hard to sort out all the big and small things in the house. He didn't know if his genes were so strong, and he obviously didn't inherit Bruce's Poor cooking skills, but Roxie has learned the shortcoming of not being able to tidy up by ten percent, and it seems that he has worked hard to put it away.But when I opened the closet, the crooked clothes still collapsed weakly.

He sighed, at least it wasn't as intimidating as Tim's room, but what kind of racial talent was this?

Could it be that Alfred is the only one in the entire Wayne family who really knows the true meaning of tidying up?

While complaining in his heart, Jason didn't pay much attention to what Roxy did today.

After all, he understands Dickie's character very well. Since Roxie mentioned before that he wants to appear in the superhero special exhibition as a female version of Nightwing, no matter how busy Dick is at work during the day and night, he will find time to give it to him. My baby sister made a whole set of equipment.

Even if he was now the backbone of the whole family - that is, the poorest one.

As a social animal without the superpower of money, Dick must be busy sewing and mending, and he will also be so excited that he will take pictures for Roxy to show off when he finishes a little bit...

As for Roxy, that guy might be hard-hearted and cold-hearted to outsiders.

But it's different for the family she identified. No matter how blind Jason is, this kind of thing can still be seen.

The more Dick shared what he made with Roxie, the more moved and confused Roxie would be.

Therefore, the old man's wishful thinking must be in vain, even if she wants to dress up as a female version of Batman, it will definitely not be this year's thing, not because she doesn't care about Bruce, just because-crying children have candy, and they will show off their hard work Dick also has sister distressed nothing more.

Thinking of this, Jason violently shook the quilt in his hand, the wrinkles on the top were flattened by his swift force, and then he muttered to himself: "That sounds really disgusting."

It didn't take Jason any time or brain cells to figure it out. Unlike his appearance, he had always been one of the most thoughtful people in the whole family.

Time passed quickly in the process of sorting out, and when Jason looked up again, it was not far from Roxie's usual time to get off work.

This is what he learned from the other party when he was perfunctory on Dick's phone call. His extraordinary mind made him unable to forget it even if he didn't want to remember it.

He put down the last book in his hand, temporarily tidying up the room he was going to live in for a while, and at the same time, he also put away the things in the living room. At least that guy, Roxy, would definitely start to marvel again when he came back. Is he the right hand of some demon god? Seriously, where does that guy read the terms of the novel? It's really unbelievable.

Jason put the rag in his hand into the sink of the bathroom and washed it before drying it. Although the weather in New York can't be said to be very clear, it is much brighter than the cloudy Gotham.Even though it was already five o'clock, the sunlight outside the window did not seem to want to rest.

It's a good time to sterilize and dry things.

Just when Jason spread out the quilt and dishcloth on the balcony to expose to the sun, footsteps finally came from outside the door, and it was time for Roxy to go home.

As long as that guy doesn't go out and buy some crap to eat again.

Says Jason Todd, a junk food chili dog lover.

With the sound of "beep--", the sound of the fingerprint combination lock being opened sounded, and Jason just turned his head when he heard some hurried footsteps rushing towards him from the door, but It stopped abruptly in front of him.

As if he had taken the wrong medicine, the one standing in front of him was indeed Roxy who was supposed to be home from get off work at this time.

But those eyes seemed to be faintly red, and disappeared after a closer look. His adoptive father's long-lost daughter was standing in front of him at this moment, as if trying to confirm something, and stopped after a few seconds Down.

Then she lifted the bag in her hand, with a smile on her face, looking heartless, just like before she was kicked out of the door this morning.

"What are you doing again?" Jason sighed, feeling that he was about to become a mother bird again after Dick, obviously he was a good young man in his 20s, neither nagging nor meddling, with mother bird There is obviously no place like it, that is to say, how could things become like this.

"The beautiful clothes I bought for you, don't thank me too much." Roxy stuffed the bag in Jason's arms and rushed into his room, Jason could even hear her "click" The sound of the door lock being snapped.

Mysterious.

He suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth, and casually flipped out the contents of the bag. It was dark, and the material to the touch was very similar to the material they used to make battle suits. Someone made it for him.

Jason Todd held the bat suit in his hand, the veins in his hands were slightly stretched, he tried his best to restrain himself from kicking the door that Roxy had just locked, after all, the door was innocent.

But not the damn kid in the room, he felt like he even heard something snapping in his head.

In his hands is indeed a well-made battle suit.

It happened to be the one Bruce Wayne made for his daughter, the bat suit.

female version...