[Comprehensive Anglo-American] To be a king can save the world

In the dim room, the harsh sunlight was blocked by thick dark curtains, only the red outline diffused inside the room.

Pushing open the door, the first thing that filled the air was the choking smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of cigarettes, followed by a silence, as if the owner of the apartment was not in the room at all.

Stepping into the first step, the toe of the shoe inevitably knocked over a wine bottle, the bottle rolled, and hit more wine bottles to make a ping-pong-pong sound, which was extremely harsh in this quiet and terrifying environment.

The apartment is extremely messy, wine bottles and cereal are scattered everywhere, and some documents are scattered on the floor.

The only ray of light coming through the gap in the curtain fell on the sofa, but was avoided by the person on the sofa.

Fortunately, Bruce's night vision is excellent, so he can easily see the man who avoided the light.

Dick was running from the light, even if the light was only a step away from him.

The scorching little sun of the Wayne family, which is always warming others, chose to escape into the darkness.

This made Bruce feel angry and...distressed for no reason.

Dick was his first child, and the first is always the most special.

At that time, Bruce didn't know how to take care of a child. When Bruce was at a loss and didn't know what to do with Dick, Dick always acted lively and understanding.

In the countless family disputes that followed, Dick always acted as the glue, and his smile could easily infect everyone in the Bat family.

But now, their little sun is lost.

The owner of the apartment was lying on the sofa with his upper body naked, puffing on cigarettes. His abdominal cavity was sunken because he had not eaten for several days, his hair was messy, and his beard was messy.

Even the tall Bruce, who always made him fuss, couldn't make this self-defeating young man take his eyes off.

Bruce frowned, and looked at Dick in disapproval.

He walked quickly to the window and pulled open the thick curtains.

The glare of the sun scrambled to fill the room.

"Do not--"

As the light spilled into the room, Ryan, who was standing in the corner smiling at him with his lips pursed, disappeared in the light.

Dick let out a groan of pain, put his hands over his eyes, and rolled over with his back to the window. "Bruce, you shouldn't be here."

"Where should I be?"

"Gotham? Wayne Manor? Or Arkham Asylum, shit, who the hell cares—" Dick slammed the couch down hard.

The muscle atrophy from too long inactivity and alcoholism caused Dick's arm to be in excruciating pain, and he punched the sofa without knowing it.

It seemed that this would dissipate the restlessness and grief in his heart.

"You let me down." Bruce stared at Dick condescendingly, his voice low and terrifying.

No father wants to see his child become what he is today.

Dick paused. When he was a child, he trained hard and learned everything the Batman taught him, precisely because he was afraid that Batman would say this to him.

This sentence also successfully made Dick regain the little bit of sanity that was almost drowned in alcohol.

He slowly lowered the arm that was covering his eyes, revealing those bloodshot, watery eyes. These eyes have been in the dark for a long time, and things are blurred.

Dick blinked.

When he faced Bruce, he subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth to show a smile, not wanting Bruce to see his embarrassed appearance.

But he didn't think he could hardly control the corners of his mouth, he just raised an aggrieved and bitter smile, and finally let the corners of his mouth drop as if giving up.

"Sorry, Bruce." Dick covered his head in pain. "I just, I want to spend more time with him, I can always see him in the dark, we've spent many nights here, just me and him."

"But I don't want to do this anymore, I can't do it."

It's hard to believe that before boarding the plane, Ryan sent him a message, saying that he would contact him after arriving in Germany.

Then Dick couldn't believe the plane crash that was broadcast around the world, and he called Ryan's phone tirelessly, but there was nothing but the line was busy.

Everyone was telling him that his chief was dead.

Dick didn't believe it, he quit work, he stayed in his apartment, and lo and behold, he saw his officer again in the dark.

He saw how the officer was lingering with him, the sofa, balcony, carpet, and the entire apartment had traces of their rolling over.

Afterwards, his reason always woke him up without hesitation and coldly when he was immersed in it.

Tell him that Lion Brea is dead, and his master will not return.

Under the devastation of rationality, those beautiful pictures shattered like a mirror, leaving a lifeless Lean lying on the ground.

Then sanity would start thinking wildly that he should protect him, as he promised, but in fact he broke his promise.

He didn't protect his officer well, Hannibal did that too, if he broke in a second later, what would happen?But after doing so much, his chief still left him, forever.

Dick started drinking himself frantically, trying to drown his sanity.

As long as you don't think about those, Ryan will always be with him.

Now that his sanity is awakened by Bruce, Dick feels a strong panic, he doesn't want to do this anymore, he should go—

Go, do something more meaningful.

Ryan is a liar, he said he would come back for Dick.

He should have gone with him, fuck Bruhaven, fuck his...Nightwing.

He should have gone with Ryan, he knew that everyone wanted to hurt Ryan, why didn't he go with Ryan?

Bruce witnessed the rapid change of emotions in Dick's pupils, he reached out and grabbed Dick's cheek firmly to prevent him from sinking in again.

Similarly, Bruce felt very distressed that his most beloved child had become like this.

If he had known earlier that he shouldn't have listened to Ah Fu and Tim's dissuasion, he should have prevented Dick from being with Ryan. Maybe Dick loved Ryan Brea very much, but Ryan Brea would only make Dick suffer.

He probably shouldn't have power over his children, but he fears that if he doesn't know where they're going [-]/[-], they'll leave him like Jason did.

It was hard for him to find Jason, and he could no longer accept the departure of anyone.

And Dick is approaching here.

"Listen, Dick Grayson."

"He is dead, you should think about what you should do instead of drinking and trying to send yourself to be with him."

"I didn't know Batman taught such a cowardly Nightwing."

Nightwing started to operate in Bruhaven again, but this time Nightwing became more ruthless and violent. In the past, he would only incapacitate people, but now Nightwing only leaves a breath for the enemy.

The criminals, the blue bird known as Bruhaven, went crazy, and Nightwing's actions made many criminals afraid to even come out.

However, Ye Yi couldn't control so much. His targeted cleaning operation gave the criminals some clues. Ye Yi seemed to be looking for someone, or seeking revenge?

Like now.

Ye Yi knocked down one person without hesitation with an electric baton in his hand, and kicked two more people away. After knocking them down, Ye Yi stared coldly at the criminal who had already run away.

The leader of the Tiger Head Gang gripped his gun tightly and ran wildly in the corridor panting. He glanced back from time to time to see if the blue demon had caught up with him.

Crazy, Nightwing was already crazy.

When Nightwing attacked and wiped out several other gangs he had worked with, the Tigerhead leader knew why Dick was here.

But he didn't expect Dick to find him so quickly.

bang-

It was the sound of glass breaking, and the blue bird grabbed the window frame and kicked the leader of the Tiger Head Gang down.

Ye Yi grabbed the man by the neckline and dragged him across the ground, grabbed his upper body and forced him to hang out of the window. The shards of glass left on the window frame pierced the leader's back, causing him to scream in pain.

Ye Yi stared at him indifferently, and punched him hard in the stomach a few times.

"Say."

The criminal coughed, suppressing the stabbing pain in his back and the churning desire to vomit in his stomach. "Ahem...I don't know what you mean?"

Yeyi's blue eyes flickered. "You will."

Without hesitation, he pushed the criminal in front of him out of the window. The criminal let out a scream, but found himself hanging in the air by the rope. He looked up and saw that Ye Yi was standing by the rope with a knife in his hand.

"I said! I said!!"

This isn't the first group Nightwing has taken out that has been linked to the Ryan assassination, and it won't be the last.

He has to do something.

To avenge Ryan?Yes, this is one of them.

More importantly, Dick needs to do something to keep his mind from thinking about Ryan all the time.

Dick admitted it, he had to.

This made him very painful, and whenever Ryan's figure appeared in his mind, it was accompanied by more pain than pleasure.

Ryan was like a poisonous poppy, and Dick got it, and it was hard to quit.

But he needs to quit-

He was going to get Ryan Brea out of his head bit by bit, he remembered what Bruce had said.

The Bat-family still needs Nightwing, and so does Bloomhaven, and the Titans need their leader;

He has to laugh, as he has done several times in the past, which is what... Batman... everyone expects.

His pain will pain everyone else who cares about him, and they need someone who can guide them, lead them—

Why is it him?

Maybe he should hide Ryan deep in his heart and make it his secret.

No big deal right?

"Do you really think so?" he asked again.

Dick didn't even want to turn his head to look, he gripped the ring made for Ryan, he always wore it.

Dick knew that all this was his imagination, that his chief was dead, and that he would always have countless and inescapable ordeals.

..he hated his sanity and sanity.

Dick jumped out of the window and headed to another place, the bar 'Lux'.

He would make those who hurt Ryan pay, and maybe that would make him feel better.

When Dick met Clark at the door of the bar, he was actually surprised.

No, more unexpectedly.There was a drunken blond young man in Clark's arms. His side face and slightly wrinkled brows were somewhat similar to Ryan's. Ryan always had that expression.

He almost called out 'sir' at the strange young man, just because he looked like it didn't make Dick almost lose control.

More importantly, the aura exuded by this young man who smelled of alcohol did make him feel some clues.

Although he was overthrown by Dick in the next second, his chief was more gentle, and the restrained arrogance in front of him couldn't be concealed, they were just similar.

So Dick immediately recognized this as the Michael Batman had mentioned recently.

Dick misses his chance to recognize Ryan, but he has more important things to do.

Get rid of Ryan.

Hide him.