[Comprehensive Yingmei] Me and my four unjust brothers

Merrell looked directly into Damian's burning green eyes, and Damian's facial features were quite different from his.

Damian inherited more from his mother from the Middle East, his facial features are deep and open, and the sharpness between his eyebrows and Merrell is somewhat similar, coming from their same father.

It's just that Merrell looked extremely pale because of his super power, and the darkness under his eyes concealed

To be honest, this forward leaning posture made Merrell uncomfortable, and this uncomfortable feeling was a little strange and more familiar.

He hadn't been like this in a long time, since Dad had found a new magic potion to heal him.

Merrell frowned, and he opened his mouth to say something to Damian.

With a sound of wow, a mouthful of blood was vomited out of Merrell's mouth, and the viscous blood fell on the ground and splashed many bloody flowers. Merrell's eyes turned black for bursts, and he couldn't help but fell forward.

Damian fried hair:? ? ?

"Hey... Didn't I just tell you a few words? Why are you vomiting blood?" Damian's tone was pretending to be calm, but it was difficult to hide the trembling and anxiety at the end.

One second before he completely closed his eyes, Merrell saw Damian, who was still arrogant and disgusted, his face turned pale, and his expression was both stunned and helpless.

He must be allergic to Gotham's air, Merrell fainted from powerless thinking.

Damian supported his blood brother and easily supported him on his body. How could a 1.7-meter-tall young man be so light?

Damian was at a loss, he just wanted to give Merrell a blow.

Damian didn't expect that Merrell's body was so poor, and he would vomit blood so easily with a few words from him. If he came so many times, would Merrell be pissed off by him?

Although Damian didn't like this ordinary brother, he didn't think about killing Merrell either.

Can someone so weak really take over Batman's mantle?

Damian is more worried that he will die in Gotham.

No, no, the most important thing now is that Merrell vomited blood and fell in front of him. Isn't he now the number one suspect?If he was seen by his father, he would definitely suspect what he did to Merrell.

He has to figure out a way...

When Tim came back from the garage, he saw Damian standing at the gate with a familiar and unhappy expression on his face. Looking down, Damian put one hand on Merrell's shoulder, Merrell's head fell on Damian's shoulder, kneeling on the ground, life and death unknown.

Tim:! ! !

Sensing Tim's gaze, Damian looked up, only to see Tim looking at him in horror, as if he had done something outrageous and unforgivable.

"...I'm super." Tim murmured.

Damian helped Merrell take a step forward, his eyebrows twitched, and he had a bad feeling, probably a feeling that something bad would happen if he didn't stop Tim for a while now.

"Drake..." Damian opened his mouth.

"Demon bastard, don't come here!" Tim took half a step back.

Damian frowned and took another step forward. "Listen to me, the thing—" It's not what you see.

Without saying a word, Tim ran past Damian nimbly as if stimulated by something, and Damian couldn't stop Tim from running past him because he was dragging Merrell.

Tim ran and shouted at the top of his voice, "Damian killed someone!!!"

Damian's heart skipped a beat, and he knew that Tim would never let go of this opportunity to make him suffer.

Merrell woke up, in a big strange bed, with no strength in his body.

The memory was slowly coming back, the taste in his throat made him vomit, and the exposed skin felt a bit tingling and cool.

He remembered, he was allergic to Gotham's air and vomited blood and passed out, so he was in Wayne Manor?

Merrell moved his fingers, and seeing him move, a full forehead that had been staying at the side suddenly came out from the side, almost occupying Merrell's entire line of sight.

Then the brow receded slowly until Merrell saw the whole face, and it was Dick.

"He's awake!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was another commotion around, and then several faces appeared in front of Merrell's eyes, from left to right were Dick, Tim, the unknown, Damian and an unknown.

Without exception, their faces and eyes were more or less showing concern and worry for Merrell.

Merrell couldn't help being moved.

Merrell looked at the two strangers, one of them should be his biological father whom he hadn't seen for a long time, he remembered Uncle Long telling him that there are 4 boys in the Wayne family, and now all four are together, The only one left must be his own father.

Merrell's eyes were still covered with a layer of mist from just waking up, and with the dim light, Merrell couldn't tell the difference between the two strangers at all.

But that doesn't cloud his judgment, because it's too obvious, Merrell thought.

So he blinked, the mist in his eyes merged into a drop of tears and slid down from the corner of his eyes, his voice was muffled and hoarse, and there was a fishy-sweet taste deep in his throat, which was an indescribable fragility in the eyes of others feel.

Merrell was really different from them.

He's a normal guy, no, he's even physically worse than normal, and it's all because Bruce's inattention to him led to his abduction when he was a kid, which then permanently scarred his body.

Merrell stretched out his hand, and tightly grasped the hand of one of the strangers, a stranger with white hair, his father must have gray hair, could it be his brother?

Jason, who was suddenly grabbed by the hand, raised his eyebrows. He looked down at his brother who was able to run but was very fragile. He didn't know what Merrell wanted to do.

In the next second, his fragile brother opened his beautiful eyes that were exactly the same as Bruce's, and shouted at him with tears in his eyes, "Father."

Jason: ...?

Bruce:! ! ! !

Dick, Tim, Damian:  …

Jason looked at Merrell in a daze. Merrell looked at him with a face that was more or less similar to Bruce's, and looked at him with a fragile and dependent face. He called him 'Dad', and it felt like Bruce was calling him Dad.

After all, Jason still didn't have the courage to agree in front of Bruce, so he chose to remain silent, and then felt secretly relieved.

Bruce was so shocked by Merrell's words that he couldn't speak, but Dick was the first to react. He wanted to remind Merrell that he had identified the wrong person.

Merrell turned his head to Bruce with a complicated expression: "Second brother."

Not only was Bruce speechless now, Jason was also silent.

Jason felt that he should be happy for taking advantage of his seniority.

But when Merrell called his second brother to Bruce, an old man in his 40s, and called his father to a man of his prime age.

Jason felt a little sad. He was called daddy in his 20s. He couldn't imagine what Merrell would call him when he was 40 years old.

Bruce let out a sour grunt, and Dick guessed he meant to sneer.

Wouldn't it be nice for any father to be called another's father by his son in front of him?

This is really embarrassing for Bruce. Bruce's temper has never been very good, but Merrell is weak, and he is not like the rough-skinned and thick-skinned few of them who resist scolding.

Bruce couldn't yell at Merrell, so he could only hold back his temper haha.

Bruce looked at Merrell, his eyes shone with a dark blue fierce light under the half-blocked light, and Merrell looked at his 'second brother' in puzzlement.

Bruce spoke slowly, his voice was as elegant and steady as a cello, like a gem that had been polished for decades, exuding its own lonely and mysterious brilliance under the moonlight.

It's also like the endless sea with a storm, magnanimous and great, but because no one understands his roar, his sadness is covered up.

He said, "I am your father."

Merrell was stunned, and so were the others.

Others: Although, there is no problem with this, it is completely correct, why does Bruce say it as if he is provoking Merrell?

"Uh." Merrell pulled out an awkward smile, and subconsciously squeezed Jason's hand tightly.

"Second brother, isn't it good for you to swear in front of my father?" Merrell still decided to trust his own judgment.

Jason, who wanted to save Merrell, withdrew his hand from Merrell's hand blankly, what else can he save, wait for death.

"I am your second brother, and he is your father." Jason said.

Merrell let out a chuckle, and he glanced at Jason: "Is it interesting to lie to me? You have such a big pile of white hair that seems to be dyed, and you still say it's me..."

Eh?dyed?

Merleton froze. He sat up straight, staring carefully at Jason's facial features and the white hair on top of his head with wide-eyed eyes.

Whose hair is only white on the forehead?

Merrel, who realized that he had really misunderstood the person, was silent. He looked at his own father, the man who was rumored to die if he didn't take him back to Gotham, and made troubles on the phone and social software for no reason.

Although Bruce is in his late forties, the years have not left the slightest mark on his face except for smoothing his chin.

"Father." Merrell lowered his eyes slightly, smiled weakly, and called Bruce obediently. "You are so young."

Then he turned his head and called out to Jason again.

Jason sneered, and said meaningfully: "You want to say that I am really old?"

Merrell said embarrassingly, "This..."

"Barely strong?"

Jason choked, unable to say what he was going to say just now, silence is Cambridge tonight.

Tim glanced at Merrell unexpectedly. He didn't expect Merrell to be so lethal. It seems that he will have fun watching it in the future. At this moment, he doesn't know that the fire will burn on him in the future. Tim is happy thought of.

"You are slightly allergic to the air in Gotham. There is a spray on the bedside table, which can relieve symptoms and have a good rest." Bruce looked at Merrell for a while, and Bruce had complicated feelings about this newly recognized son. He loved his child , That's why he took him back to Gotham at all costs.

Bruce had so much to say to him, but couldn't, and there was a huge chasm separating them.

Not only the missing ten years, but also the secret identity that can never be confessed to Merrell,

If Merrell knew what Bruce was thinking at the moment, he would probably scoff, why?Who doesn't have a special status yet?He is still the king of the shadow country, and this gap may not be the Yarlung Zangbo Grand Canyon.

After Bruce left, the others didn't stay any longer, they just told Merrell to take a good rest and left the room.

Damian followed behind the brothers, but was shoved back into the room a second before he was about to leave the room.

Damian originally planned to have an attack, but then thought that Merrell needed to rest and recuperate, so he suppressed it abruptly.

The author has something to say:

cc I vomited blood to the end.

CC is a person who can make himself die many times by himself