[Comprehensive Yingmei] Me and my four unjust brothers

Merrell stared at the car riddled with bullets, and then at Tim who opened the door and entered the driver's seat to start the engine as if nothing happened, and Dick who sat in the passenger seat and began to calmly play with his mobile phone.

For a moment, Merrell didn't know whether to complain about the car's resistance level or Tim and Dick's open-minded attitude towards life.

please!The real bullet hit the car!Why is there nothing wrong with this car? !

And Tim and Dick didn't ask where they were just now, are they so relieved?Not to mention how this car turned into a battle-damaged version in half an hour.

Merrell glanced at Dick and Tim's usual expressions calmly, a little dazed.

Gotham is a magical city, everyone is familiar with crimes, and even the cars are much harder than other cities.

What Merrell doesn't know is that the reason why this car is resistant to construction is because it is a Batmobile, the kind that serves Batman, not only bulletproof but also RPG proof.

Collision with a building with a Batmobile, there is a high probability that the broken Batmobile is not the Batmobile of the Batmobile!

The car drove from the urban area onto a suburban road, and there were no other cars on this road except them, because this was a passage built by the Wayne family to only lead to Wayne Island.

When the gates of the island were opened for them,

Merrell, who was still chatting with Dick and Tim, stopped talking.

The car drove into the sea road. Today's sea is not calm, and the golden white waves in the sun spread on both sides of the wide road and gradually fade away.

A Gothic-style building covered with greenery gradually appeared in Merrell's vision. This very Gothic-style building continued the ancient charm of a century ago, and it faded away from the Gothic style in the sun. The veil of mystery has become majestic and solemn.

There is no doubt that even this huge and majestic building will turn into a mysterious building like a vampire castle after nightfall, emitting a ghostly silver light under the moonlight.

Although Gotham is a city that blends Gothic style and modern architecture, most of the buildings in the city are integrated with steel. Wayne Manor is probably the only one in Gotham that still retains the complete Gothic style. building.

This... this is too rich, right?

Merrell originally thought that his father was just ordinary rich, but now it seems that the GDP of this city must be very high, because his father has his own manor and small island! !

Merrell also lived a very good life in the family. The family was not poor, but it was not rich. Generally speaking, it was the life of ordinary people.

Now that Merrell has changed from labor to capitalism, Merrell is a little flattered.

Merrell looked at the manor that was getting closer and closer, and finally couldn't help but count how much money this building would cost to build.

Merrell, who was deeply taught by Papa, always has an inexplicable impulse and awe towards valuable antiques.

Tim and Dick, who were watching Merrell's movements with the rearview mirror, couldn't help but smile at each other. As expected, Merrell was just a child, so innocent that he couldn't take his eyes off a big house.

Simply not too satisfied.

Merrell, who suddenly became a simple and contented child in the eyes of his brothers: ...?

Until the manor gradually occupied all of Merrell's vision, Merrell's expression became confused, he searched for the past memories, Wayne Manor brought him a familiar sense of sight.

Suddenly, Merel felt blessed, and he remembered why there was such a sense of déjà vu.

Dick noticed Merrell's thinking expression and asked softly, "Merrell?"

"Huh?" Merrell replied subconsciously.

"You once came to catch the peacock, but I carried you." Dick pointed to the peaceful and leisurely peacock in the forest. "Do you remember anything from your childhood?"

Merrell was stunned for a moment, and understood what Dick meant. He thought he remembered what happened in Wayne Manor when he was a child.

But it has nothing to do with Wayne Manor. Merrell thought of another old castle, a Chinese castle standing on a cliff.

Merrell had a frightening night there when Jade pushed open a dusty coffin to unleash a vampire they had been evading all night.

"Eh..." Merrell glanced at Dick with a disheveled face.

He couldn't tell Dick and Tim about the horror night in Castle, not to mention whether it would scare them, and they might not believe it. No one would believe that there are ghosts in the world unless they saw it with their own eyes.

Only Xiaoyu wished that everyone would know about her wonderful experience, while Merrell seemed to be more low-key.

So Merrell thought about the wording, and replaced vampire with other words and told them.

"Uncle Long and I went to the ancient castle for archaeology and encountered a big and fierce bat. It drove us all the way to the other side of the river."

Aren't vampires just bats?Nothing wrong with using bats instead of vampires!

Thinking this way, Merrell raised his head confidently, and saw that the two people who should have calm or worried expressions had complicated expressions.

"...What?...What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

Tim shook his head and asked, "You hate bats?"

"Yes, it's very annoying." Merrel replied immediately, let him fool it first.

"That's it." Dick couldn't help but feel pity for Bruce in his heart. Bruce was so miserable that he was hated before seeing his own son No. [-].

Miserable Bruce Miserable

Even if he felt pity for Bruce in his heart, Dick was more pleased, so would Merrell get closer to him?

Tim was going to the garage, so Dick and Merrell got out first.

Alfred and Damian stood at the door waiting for Merrell's arrival.

Ah Fu smiled lovingly, there were some tears in his eyes, tears of joy.

Merrell is Bruce's first child. When he was three years old, he was kidnapped again and has never been heard from since. Now he can be found again. How can this make the old man unhappy?

"Master Merrell, welcome home." Even to the point of ignoring Dick directly.

Seeing that Ah Fu didn't see him at all, Dick decided to carry the box into the manor and be depressed alone.

Merrell narrowed his eyes, recalling the old man, he really had some impression of the old man.

Because his father doesn't know how to take care of others, when Merrell cried at first, his father would look at him helplessly, and later when Merrell cried again, his father would just stand by and watch, so Merrell has always been the housekeeper to take care of to three years old.

He remembered that the old housekeeper's name was...

Merrell's pupils trembled, and at the same time, the figure and voice of a red-haired hunk began to flash back in his head.

A crow flies a plane, a tornado destroys a parking lot, a T-Rex keel strikes a dodo—

See Merrell's soul has flown away.

With both hands in his pockets, Damian, who looked like he was being pulled up to the sky, couldn't help but let out a mocking laugh.

This laughter successfully pulled Fei Yuan's soul back, and Merrell called out hesitantly, "Steward Alfred?"

"It's me, young master. I'm relieved to see that you are doing well."

"You too, butler, you still look very energetic." Merrell smiled and greeted Ah Fu, and he once again thanked him in his heart for the past ten years of his family life.

Every Chinese New Year, Merrell has figured out the whole process of flattering, courting, greeting, and playing mahjong with relatives.

Isn't it easy to deal with an old British man like Ah Fu?

"Master, just call me Ah Fu, don't be unfamiliar."

Hearing these two words, Merrell trembled all over, no, he couldn't imagine Ah Fu wearing a housekeeper's uniform and calling him young master, he would not be able to resist punching him hard.

Merrell had a shy smile on his face: "This is not good. Alfred is an elder, how can I call you that?"

Seeing Merrell's words like a good boy making Ah Fu's mouth shut, Damian let out a cold snort because of Ah Fu's betrayal.

Good boy?No, that's just an ordinary person with no status, how could Ah Fu like this kind of person?

Damian believed that his father would definitely not like Merrell, because Merrell did not have outstanding personal abilities like them, and he could not fly with them in the night sky of Gotham at night.

It might be that Damian's gaze was too eager, and Merrell also turned his head to give Damian a square look.

This was the first time Merrell met Damian, his brother by blood.

Damian just reached his chest, wearing a college uniform, and his skin is darker than other people. Her mother must not be white, she should be from Asia or the Middle East.

Damian frowned, and looked at Merrell sharply, his eyes and expression were full of hostility and disdain for Merrell.

At a glance, Merrell knew, hey, his brother must be the first obstacle for him to enter this family.

Seeing that the two saw each other (?), Ah Fu smiled in relief.

"Master Damian, take Master Merrell to visit Wayne Manor, I'm going to prepare dinner." As soon as Ah Fu finished speaking, Damian exploded.

"What? Let me show this outsider around Wayne Manor? I just—"

Ah Fu looked disappointed. Damian gritted his teeth and swallowed the words of refusal he was about to say. In Wayne Manor, no one would confront Ah Fu. Ah Fu is the one who really controls life and death in Wayne Manor. powerful people-

This is the bloody lesson that Damian learned after trying a few times.

The members of the Bat family are all small fighters, and they are responsible for maintaining the law and order of Gotham. This has caused them to be flawed in some aspects, but they are worse than the other in terms of life. Ah Fu does not cook, they I can only starve helplessly.

Some people don't even know how to use a washing machine, thinking that they can wash their clothes by throwing them in the bucket. Damian won't say who they are.

"Okay, I will do it." Damian said reluctantly in front of Ah Fu, but agreed anyway.

Ah Fu, who was affirmed by Damian, turned and left in satisfaction, leaving Merrell and Damian staring at each other at the door.

After making sure that everyone around had left, Damian's expression became fierce, as if if he was given a knife, he would immediately kill Merrell.

Damian stared at Merrell, and warned in a low voice: "I warn you, do what you should do in Wayne Manor, don't try to find out what you shouldn't know, and don't try to take away things that don't belong to you. your things."

Damian proudly raised his head: "Father's mantle can only and will only be inherited by me."

"So it's better for you to stay away. It's best to go back to where you should be. Wayne Manor is not suitable for you."

Merrell blinked, did Damian mean to threaten him?

Ah... father's mantle, something that doesn't belong to me.

He understood, this is the infighting of the big family in the TV series, right?Damian was warning him not to think about the Wayne family property.

Merrell said softly, "Don't worry, brother. I'm not interested in that."

He is still interested in the fact that the overhead government secretly controls the city and quietly becomes the new order of the city.

How challenging is it for a terminally ill city, where is it like San Francisco, the underground of San Francisco is almost hollowed out by secret organizations, not to mention the 13th and 14th districts.

In addition to them, secret organizations such as King'sMan and BlackMen have built secret bases under San Francisco.

As the boss of the New Sixth District, there are only 2 or 3 employees in the entire New Sixth District, and Merrell snatched it from the Thirteenth District. Even the sheriff of the New Sixth District can only live in the old man's antique shop. ?

Gotham is big and the stage is big.

The only problem is that Merrell has to make money to build his own secret base in Gotham. I don't know how much he can earn by summoning the Shadow Corps to move bricks to the construction site for a day.

Hearing Merrell call himself little brother, the string called reason that Damian was barely maintaining just now collapsed with a bang.

Damian angrily grabbed Merrell by the collar and dragged him to his eyes.

"Who allowed you to call me that? Merrell Wayne."

"Listen well, in Wayne Manor, you have to follow the rules, otherwise you are nothing." Damian warned in a low voice, his voice was very low, and his momentum was sufficient.

The problem is that Merrell is not afraid at all. Just kidding, he has faced demons, killed monsters, and he has been to hell to chat and laugh with demons. How can he be afraid of his brother, an ordinary human child?

If Merrell wanted to, he could immediately summon several shadow servants to hold Damian down and slap his little ass.