The god gradually became firmer, and the desire to fight became stronger.

...I didn't choose the war, the war chose me.

Merrell stood up, and almost the moment Merrell stood up, everyone looked at Merrell, because Merrell had never participated in their table war.

So Merrell's every move is still very concerned.

Merrell sneered: "Don't eat them all!"

Merrell grabbed the dining table with both hands and shook it violently. I must lift this table today!

"Aha!"

Then, the solid wood table that has survived several generations of Wayne eating on this table is very heavy. Merrell's action of flipping the table is very handsome, but the table does not move at all.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Merrell opened the dining table lightly, and sat on the table pretending nothing happened.

Then bursts of laughter broke out at the dining table, which had been silent for a while, and Merrell prevented the table war from continuing to ferment by himself.

Merrell lowered her head in shame,

He sneered in his heart, if it wasn't for not being able to expose the Shadow Corps.

Today's table, even if Jesus comes, don't even try to keep him!

Although the dinner table war had stopped, Merrell was still doused in soup for Dick's laughing and slapping on the table.

After Merrell took a shower and changed, he was picked up by Jason and Tim and slipped out of the room.

In this way, Merrell was carried all the way from the second floor to the first floor, and put on the wheelchair on the first floor.

Merrell looked at the whole family who were all ready to go with a dazed expression and slowly typed out a question mark.

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