[Comprehensive Yingmei] Me and my four unjust brothers

After simply measuring Dick or Jason, who had the bigger bust, the Shadow Corps didn't want to stay in this world for a second, and turned into black mist and returned to the Kingdom of Shadows with a bang.

It has to wash its hands and shut itself down for a while to relieve its sadness.

Merrell glanced at Jason, then at Dick.

"Say, don't waste time." Jason pressed impatiently.

"...Yes, tell me." Dick urged: "Be sure to tell the most truthful situation."

Merrell opened his mouth, and he was so happy that he thought of a method that a reliable adult would think of.

With a serious face, Merrell gave Jason and Dick a disdainful sideways glance.

"You have the nerve to keep asking about your pectoral muscles? Isn't it embarrassing?"

Dick: ...

Jason:  …

Who was it that gave Merrell his self-confidence to speak so arrogantly, his shriveled figure and almost non-existent pectoral muscles?Or is it the confidence his old man Batman gave him?

Wait, this question has to be guessed based on what Master Duan Shui said when Merrell dealt with them last time.

...It is really possible that his old man Batman gave him the confidence.

Sure enough, Merrell sneered and said, "You don't even have a fraction of Batman, so you are ashamed to ask me? Let's try to catch up with Batman in another ten years."

Bruce, who 'happened' to pass by outside the door, originally wanted to see what his cubs were doing in the lounge, whether they were playing games behind his back or something.

'Just in time' to hear Merrell complimenting himself and saying that Robin didn't even have his fraction.

Bruce, who had just arrived, didn't know what they were doing, what they were comparing.

But this does not prevent Bruce from being happy, because he is the strongest in Merrell's eyes.

Sure enough, Merrell liked him the most.

Bruce put a fist under his lips, couldn't help but raised his lips and smiled, he forced the smile on his face, and pushed open the door of the lounge pretending to be calm.

"What are you doing?" Bruce pretended he didn't hear Merrell boasting about himself just now.

Bruce comes in and looks around the lounge where his five birds are sitting together.

Dick and Jason tucked their clothes into their trousers and pressed down with both hands, stretching out their muscles and sticking them to the clothes. He stared at Merrell with an extremely serious expression.

Merrell sat on the table with his hands on his chin, staring at Dick and Jason's chest muscles in thought.

Damian turned his head to show that he didn't want to take another look at his wronged brothers. Tim, the fun guy, huddled aside and stared at the picture with his mobile phone, giggling. This little bastard must have been photographed.

Bruce looked at the picture, not to mention how weird it felt.

But that all changed the moment Bruce walked in, and they both looked at Bruce's... pecs.

Bruce was wearing a tight-fitting black short-sleeved T-shirt, which was the base layer of his bat suit on weekdays. It wasn't long before he changed his bat suit and went back to the manor to rest.

This tight-fitting T-shirt clings to Bruce's tight and huge chest muscles, visually adding a sense of 'out of reach' to Bruce's chest muscles.

That's no ordinary pectoral muscle, that's the limit of human beings, AKA Batman's pectoral muscles, that's not the level that ordinary people can achieve.

Bruce's scalp tingles as his protégés stare at him.

"...what are you guys doing?" Bruce asked again, this time because of their weird behavior.

Jason didn't answer Bruce's question, he stared at Bruce's chest muscles and sighed, "I have to say, Merrell, you're right."

"We don't even have a fraction of Batman," Dick agreed.

Does this frustrate them?Of course not, that's Batman, Batman is the best, isn't that a matter of course?

Whose brain is not sober to compare with Batman?

Merrell patted the shoulders of his two wronged brothers with relief. "If you think about it early, you won't be humiliating yourself."

Bruce:? ? ?

Bruce was a little flattered, what happened today?Merrell praised him and let it go.

Because Merrell is a sweet little cake, he will always praise Bruce without reservation, of course, Bruce doesn't know, most of them are not sincere, just to appease Bruce.

Can Dick?Dick compliments Bruce?No, maybe the kid Dick would, but now the grown-up Dick would be grateful that Bruce didn't give Bruce any trouble.

As for Jason, needless to say Jason.honestly?Jason complimenting Bruce?It is impossible for the earth to explode. After all, there are only two possibilities for Bruce and Jason to talk.

One is calm, probably in a meeting or in a Bat-family execution, and the other is Bruce yelling at Jason, or Jason yelling at Bruce.

"Oh." Tim came to his senses and explained to Bruce, "We're picking this month's 'Girlfriend Gossip' for you."

Bruce nodded knowingly, he naturally knew that Tim would create a 'gossip' to make Bruce Wayne appear in the public eye when he needed it.

Bruce opened his mouth, wanting to ask what Dick and Jason were doing, but for some reason, his pointy ears could tell Bruce instinctively.

Don't ask, or you will be unlucky.

So Bruce didn't choose to ask. What Merrell, Dick, and Jason said just now made Bruce feel good enough, and he walked out of the lounge in a good mood.

Then, when his disciples sent him off and he was relieved, he suddenly raised his head and said, "I am indeed the best, but don't belittle yourself, Dick and Jason are still a little bit more than me."

After speaking, Bruce left the lounge, and he kindly closed the door behind him.

The five disciples who left him looked at each other in blank dismay.

Jason said dumbfoundedly, "Bruce doesn't know what we're competing for, does he?"

Tim waved his hand and said, "Obviously, otherwise he shouldn't be so happy."

"Why?" Merrell asked curiously: "Isn't this also a compliment? Big chest muscles or something."

"You know, Bruce's a typical 'hopeful' dad," Dick said.

"He wanted us to spend our time on more important things, like comparing strength, speed and fighting ability," Damian said.

"It's not about comparing pectoral muscles, such useless things." Merrell continued kindly.

The five looked at each other and laughed together.

have to say.

What Bruce said just now did not make them feel tense like before, the boss came to inspect during the break, but made them more relaxed.

"Look at the next one." Merrell kicked Tim's calf, which was huddled aside, with his toe.

Merrell didn't forget that he was here to see Tim P's picture.

In the next photo, Bruce still has the same doting expression. It seems that Bruce can't get rid of this expression in the photo. Obviously, this doting expression is also P.

Merrell has been in Wayne Manor for so long, and he has never seen Bruce show any other expressions other than 'blank face', 'anger', 'business-like polite smile' and 'helplessness'.

The black-haired woman in the photo is wearing black-framed glasses, a red sweater and a short skirt, and her eyes are black and blue. She is covering her mouth and yawning, as if she did something with a famous playboy last night. The appearance of waking up.

Obviously, this is the female version of Tim.

He and Tim are carved out of the same mold. Tim's face is already very delicate. He only needs to grow his hair and put on light makeup to look like a woman.

It can be said that this photo of Tim himself should be the best among the three photos. After all, the photo of Dick and Jason still needs to be cut to the bones. Tim’s photo only needs long hair, light makeup and a skirt. Oh, and Has big boobs and a big ass.

Even this dress, Merrell saw Tim wear it more than once in the manor.

"My God." Merrell couldn't help sighing: "Tim, aren't you afraid of being recognized by others? After all, you are also the president of Wayne Enterprises, don't you often appear in front of major media?"

Tim is also too conscientious, and he will not let himself go even if he is so ruthless. He really treats everyone equally and everyone is a woman together.

Tim first subconsciously corrected: "Call me brother."

"Don't worry, I've never looked like this in front of the media."

Dick nodded in agreement and said: "Tim will always appear in front of the media as a radiant capitalist in a suit and tie, and he will never look like a dead house."

"Correct answer," Jason said.

Tim said dissatisfiedly: "Is that what a capitalist looks like? I'm just a social animal working for Bruce."

Merrell still couldn't help giving Tim a thumbs up and said: "It's still very powerful, Tim, it means that your female body is almost exactly the same as your real body."

Damian snorted with his nose, and revealed to Merrell: "What is this? When Drake was doing infiltration missions, he never pretended to be a girl. He even pretended to be a young woman with a child!"

"Remind me that the person lying in the stroller is Damian." Tim replied without hesitation.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Merrell didn't care. He poked the tablet with his hand and clicked on the next photo.

"Oh oh oh! This is not bad!" Merrell praised.

This is still a candid photo, in an ocean-themed restaurant, Bruce is pampering and reaching out to wipe the cream off the corners of the lips of the girl opposite.

It looks very doting and sweet, just like a normal honeymoon couple should look like.

The only strange thing is that the girl opposite Bruce looks 6 or 7 points similar to Bruce, but she looks more gentle and quiet, and her facial features are very soft, not as tough as Bruce.

It is not like Bruce's strong and aggressive beauty, but soft and soothing like a spring breeze.

Obviously, the prototype of this photo is Merrell, and Merrell is the only one in this manor who has a similar appearance to Bruce, and Merrell accepts it well.

What is unacceptable?Seeing a female version of myself is also a novel experience.

"Bruce dating a girl who looks like him? Wouldn't that be weird?" Dick asked.

Tim shrugged and replied indifferently: "Don't forget that Bruce's persona is a playboy, playboy, play wild, it seems okay to look at your own face occasionally, so I decided to try to fall in love with 'myself' what does it feel like."

"...seems to make sense." Dick was persuaded.

Merrell stared at the photograph.

The scene in the photo is very familiar, and the two people in the photo are also very familiar.

This ocean restaurant was the place where Bruce and Merrell went out for lunch before, and that was already a month ago.

Merrell remembered that there should be Damian sitting next to him. It was Bruce who took Merrell and Damian to Ocean Park to play together, in the name of cultivating the relationship between brothers.