[Comprehensive Yingmei] Me and my four unjust brothers

In the evening, the Wayne family held a party.

The location is the conference hall in the city center, almost all the big names in Gotham will hold parties in this place, there is no special reason.

It's just that the Wayne family has always held parties and gatherings here, and these families who are trying to curry favor with Wayne naturally want to learn from the Wayne family.

After all, Wayne is the vane of Gotham, the oldest and only thriving big family. Over time, there is a Gotham rule that parties can be held at the convention hall to show their status, and everyone who is famous in Gotham will hold a party here .

And the conference venue has also changed from an ordinary venue to a venue rented by big shots.

And Wayne will always be the giant here, no doubt about it.

Every time Bruce chooses to hold a party here just for convenience, he can't hold a party in Wayne Enterprises or Wayne Manor, it's not impossible, it's just that there are Batman's secret bases under Wayne Enterprises and Wayne Manor.

And Bruce's awareness of prevention made him subconsciously reject all opportunities that might reveal the secrets of the Batcave.

In other words, this is the territorial awareness of bats, and they hate people who do not know or are not accepted to enter his territory.

And the conference hall is very convenient, the conference hall is close to the center of the city, no matter where there is a case that needs to be solved by Batman, Batman can arrive in time from the conference hall.

Uh huh, there's also a Batman's safe house, or a secret base or something near the venue.

Of course, externally, whenever someone or a reporter asks this question——

They are always up for the problem.

Bruce's unified answer is that because his father and mother like the environment of the conference venue, they hold banquets here every time, so I will also hold parties here.

Then the reporter or the questioner will be moved by Bruce's answer, which will deepen Bruce's character again, an orphan who survived from the criminal port by chance and does not forget his original intention and loves his parents deeply.

Bruce has one hand on Merrell's back, and he's wearing the nonchalant grin that a douchebag Bruce Wayne would have, introducing his newly recovered son, Merrell Wayne, to a woman.

Merrell Wayne will officially return to the Wayne family today as 'Wayne'.

Of course, Merrell has never been expelled from Wayne Manor, and this 'official return' refers only to bringing Merrell back into the public eye.

Announcing the identity of the Wayne family will not help the identity of the masked man.

But the old father Bruce Wayne is very keen on this...

To let the whole of Gotham and the whole world know about Bruce Wayne's adopted child.

What about Bruce's EQ?It may be ups and downs.

Bruce always felt that disclosing the identity of the adopted son of the Wayne family to the outside world would show his importance and recognition for the children, and Bruce also thought that this was what his disciples wanted.

value and acknowledge.

Of course they want this.

But what they want is Batman's attention and recognition, not Bruce Wayne pushing them on stage, making their identities public, and letting everyone know that they belong to the glorious Wayne family.

If gaining Batman's approval is their common goal, then accompanying the head of the family, Bruce Wayne, to various parties as the young master of the Wayne family is the last thing they want and also dislike.

I still remember that Jason had been dead for a long time, when he was 'resurrected' in the legal sense and showed off with his ID in Wayne Manor, Bruce just gave Jason a faint look.

And then it takes Bruce less than a second to figure out who's going to the party with him tonight, and it's someone who's just been resurrected.

Today is different. After all, it is Merrell's first party after returning to the Wayne family. His brother, sister, and other members of the Bat family all attended the party with dignity.

Only this time, it was also to see Merrell make a fool of herself.

So the few in Wayne Manor, except for Bruce and Merrell who were busy socializing, the rest of the men and women huddled in the dark corner of the party.

Jason was using his eyes to frighten away every man and woman who found them and tried to talk to them, not because of the title 'Wayne', but because of their faces.

Although, Bruce is really good at picking up children.

Except that Merrell and Damian, who inherited the excellent lineage of the Wayne family, looked very Wayne-like.

From Robin from Dick to Cassandra the Black Bat, everyone is handsome and beautiful.

A good background and a good-looking face, isn't it a lore for those men and women who have unrealistic fantasies?

"Repeat what are you betting on?" Jason asked.

"I bet 10 minutes, after 10 minutes, Merrell will not be able to bear the excuse of socializing with Bruce." Dick said as he sat on the sofa and ate a pastry.

"This cranberry tiramisu is quite delicious." Dick Amway said.

"Come on, it's time to eat less, Grayson, did you forget how much your body fat increased when you weighed yesterday?" Damian half-lyed on the sofa.

He unbuttoned several buttons on his small suit, and if Bruce saw it, he would be scolded again. "I think Merrell might find a way to kill that nagging old hag!"

Tim rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think Merrell is you? Just because that person praised you for being cute, you are going to kill her with a table knife? You can't do it, lovely Damian."

Damian snorted coldly: "Take back your offensive words, Tim Drake."

"Merrell can arrange for the Shadow Troopers to kill this woman on the way home, no need for a table knife," Damian said.

Tim didn't want to listen to Damian anymore. "I bet Merrell will pretend to be a good baby and socialize with Bruce."

"As you know, he is always trying to please Bruce, being Bruce's only good baby, and before we know his identity as a masked man, he has always been a good baby in our eyes." Tim.

As if hearing something interesting, Jack sneered. "It's indeed 'Good Baby'."

Cassandra hesitated and said, "I'll tell Tim."

"I told Merrell to run away after chatting with this woman, and wouldn't stay for a second longer." Jason said lazily.

Chatting with these politicians, vampires of big families is the most annoying thing in this world, no one can bear to communicate with these bastards for more than 5 minutes.

Except for the flattering tone of Bruce Wayne, all of their words are false. Compared with chatting with them, it is more comfortable to beat them in a sack.

Xiaoyu, who had never participated in such a party before, should be said to be a high-class party, came to the small space of the Robins with some food.

Xiaoyu's dress was custom-made on the spot today.

Of course, it was the black evening dress made for his cousin by the best craftsman paid by the wealthy Merrell.

It's not that Xiaoyu didn't have the opportunity to attend high-class gatherings before. In fact, as the sheriff of the thirteenth district, Xiaoyu often received invitations to attend some high-class gatherings.

After all, most of the top executives of the Federation are extremely well-known guys in society.

But Xiaoyu has never participated in it. One is that she is not interested, and the other is that she thinks it is most comfortable to wear pants.

As for why Xiaoyu appeared here tonight, isn't it because she couldn't help herself in Gotham?What's more, this is a party held for Merrell, and Xiaoyu should appear here because of emotion and reason.

Not only Xiaoyu, Jackie Chan and Tru are also here, the old man is old, and he is not a fashionable old man, he insists that the party of the Wayne family is the same as the disco outside, so don't come.

It was also the first time Tru came to this kind of environment, he was not very used to it, Jackie Chan was comforting him.

"Hey, Cassandra." Xiaoyu greeted Cassandra first.

When the Robins saw Xiaoyu coming, they subconsciously made room for Xiaoyu, even though they had only been with Xiaoyu's nominal cousin of Merrell for two days.

They have a very good impression of Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu is a warm, generous, eccentric girl with a lot of ghost ideas.

Two days, two days is enough for them to become friends, of course, the Robins can get along so well with Xiaoyu, and of course Merrell's identity is indispensable.

"Boys, what are you doing?" Seeing a group of people staring in Merrell's direction, Xiaoyu couldn't help asking.

Damian sat up, glanced around at the snack plate Xiaoyu brought, and then lay down disappointed.

"Not taking mint cookies is wrong, not right."

"You're only 19 years old. Besides Damian and Cassandra, who is younger than you? What's your name?" Jason said.

"We're betting on how Merrell will react to the forced socializing," Dick explained.

"Why?" Xiaoyu asked curiously, "Is this a difficult thing to accept?"

"You don't know that, we Robin followed Batman to fight criminals, not to be a social entertainment and shield for Bruce Wayne. With this skill to deal with them, it is more enjoyable than fighting criminals. After all, there is no need to listen to criminals. Beeping all the time," Dick explained.

"Laughing." Jason sneered to expose.

"You don't want to participate? It's Bruce who doesn't want to take you to the party, right? Did you forget that you hung on the chandelier to perform acrobatics at the previous party?"

Not to be outdone, Dick said, "Where do you think you are? You asked the guy at the party, Bruce, if he should kill the clown for you."

Seeing that the battle between the two was about to escalate, Damian hurriedly participated in it to prevent himself from missing the battle.

"Come on, you both suck," Damian said.

Dick glared at Damian, and said unwillingly, "At least we don't have dangerous thoughts. It's not like you. If Bruce didn't stop you in time, you should be in a children's prison by now."

"Children's prison can't control me."

Jason glanced at Tim who was out of the way, Tim who was sleepy.

Jason said abruptly, "No, Tim is the same. Every time he goes to a party, he looks sluggish and shaky. After so many visits, the outside world should suspect that Bruce Wayne is abusing his adopted son."

Tim who was suddenly q:? ? ?What are you doing?

So Tim pointed the finger at Cassandra. "Kassan climbed up the skylight in high heels earlier."

Xiaoyu, who stopped the loss in time, hastily interrupted their words. "So? You're betting that Merrell will do something similar to yours?"

"Ha, I know that. Just wait and see, none of you have guessed it right." Xiaoyu said enthusiastically, and her next sentence was a bit mysterious.

"He's half a magician anyway."

"Him? Isn't he a magic insulator? Just like Bruce," Jason said.

"That's why I said he is a half person. His theoretical knowledge is sufficient, but his practical ability is zero, but some things can be done with only theoretical knowledge." Xiaoyu said confidently.

"I can guarantee that what he has done is absolutely beyond your imagination, and will surprise you." Xiaoyu said.

"Then I'll see." Tim shrugged.

Meanwhile, Bruce is taking Merrell around the party, making sure everyone sees Merrell and remembers him, making Merrell appear in the public memory, which is exactly what Bruce wants of.

Merrell tried to sneak away from Bruce two or three times. He was not good at dealing with these 'nobles' who were very hypocritical in both expression and language.

This is boring.

Rather than chatting with them, Merrell wants to taste the desserts and delicacies on the table. This colorful tiramisu looks delicious, and this glass of sparkling juice looks very refreshing.

Whenever Merrell wanted to leave, Bruce would grab Merrell's shoulder or back calmly and forcibly turn back the pace that Merrell was about to leave.

Bruce has long been used to his protégés fighting wits and courage with him at the party, trying to escape from him by all means, and Merrell's weak, seemingly non-existent resistance is not worth mentioning.

Even because of Merrell's non-resistance, Bruce felt a bit boring and unchallenging.

"Merrell has grown so tall. I still remember that he was not as tall as your legs, Mr. Wayne. It's so cute to hug your thigh timidly." A very young-looking, jeweled expensive The woman half covered her cheeks and smiled.

She looks very young, but she sounds like she is in her late forties.

As long as you have money, you can be young. It seems that this sentence is true.

Merrell stared at the woman in front of him calmly, another woman who opened her eyes and talked nonsense. Merrell was sure that he had never seen this woman more than two times when he was a child, maybe not even one.

But everyone who came to talk to Merrell and Bruce pretended to know Merrell well.

Bruce nodded slightly: "Mrs. Angus, long time no see, you are still so young."

There is no need for Bruce to say more, Merrell is very good, although not long ago, the father-son relationship between them was still shaky, but in front of outsiders, Merrell still wants to give his old father enough face.

Merrell showed a light and well-behaved smile, and greeted in a clear and gentle voice: "Hello, Mrs. Angus. You look as young as 17 years ago. My father often mentions you, and the whole Gotham The most elegant and beautiful lady."

The two Wayne, one big and one small, are wearing white suits of similar styles. The faces of the father and son are more than five points similar, with the same gray-blue eyes and black hair. When two pairs of blue-gray eyes are staring at you at the same time, It's hard not to rippling.

It's just that the expressions on the same delicate faces of Wayne and Wayne are completely different.

The big Wayne had a smile on his face, but it was the most common smile at a party like this. It was casual and had a little Wayne-like arrogance and pride. Of course he should feel proud.

After all, Wayne is the only big boss in Gotham now, and it has lasted hundreds of years ago and has never changed.

And the little Wayne also had a smile on his face, but it was a cute smile that was completely different from his father's. He was cute and somewhat modest. He seemed to be a very lively but gentle child. Simply put, he had no lethality. .

It's hard to believe that Wayne would actually raise a child with the word 'Wen Tun'. You must know that Wayne has nothing to do with these two words since a long time ago.

Even Bruce Wayne's father, Thomas Wayne, who is famous for his charity, is also a cruel and resolute businessman.

Merrell's personality has nothing to do with Wayne. Apart from inheriting the delicate appearance of the Wayne family, he is completely unlike his parents in other aspects.

Of course, this is obviously because Merrell Wayne lived in an ordinary family most of the time, which greatly affected Merrell's character development.

This is great news for them, as they will have one less commercial competitor from the Wayne family.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Angus looked at Merrell and smiled more enthusiastically.

Bruce glanced at Merrell calmly, his expression was a bit surprised, probably because he didn't expect Merrell to raise the EQ level of all Bruce Wayne's adopted children by himself.

It may also be that he didn't expect that Merrell, like him, lied without drafting, and belonged to the attributes of a scumbag who came with his mouth.

Bruce was not familiar with the woman in front of him, and he didn't even remember the woman's name at all. Fortunately, fortunately, he made everyone who attended the Wayne party wear a name tag on their chest.

It's a good idea, isn't it?

In addition to being surprised, Bruce was a bit proud and proud. As expected of his child, not only did he look like him, but he also inherited a lot of his personality.

What's more, Merrell will not do some strange actions at the party like his other protégés to make outsiders suspect that Bruce Wayne's adopted son is mentally ill.

Merrell's character is so good, nothing to say, Merrell will not embarrass Bruce, he will also help Bruce plump his character.

Maybe in the future, I can try to make Merrell look like Bruce Wayne, and participate in some occasions where Bruce Wayne and Batman need to appear at the same time.

Of course, such an idea only appeared in Bruce's mind for a short period of time, and then he killed it with his own hands.

Because he remembered the pictures of Merrell pretending to be Bruce Wayne appearing in Gotham elementary school, shopping malls, and kidnapping scenes before.

Bruce: ...

Never allow Merrell to play himself!Otherwise, in the eyes of outsiders, the Wayne family will become mentally ill.

"I bet Merrell doesn't even remember this woman," Tim said.

They're using some sort of device to eavesdrop on the conversation here.

Tim smiled confidently: "Tsk tsk, Merrell and Bruce are indeed father and son. They are almost carved out of the same mold, the same scumbag. It sounds like I have a better chance of winning."

"Don't worry." Xiaoyu smiled with confidence. "Merrell hasn't exerted his strength yet."

Mrs. Angus was coaxed very happily by Merrell's words. She really wanted to laugh, but because of her status, she just covered her mouth and let out a small smile in the end. She probably thought she was so elegant.

Merrell stared straight at him, his eyes were direct and eager.

"Then little Mr. Wayne, why are you staring at me like that?" asked the lady teasingly.

Merrell's gaze was too direct, and it was hard not to make the lady think about something.

A little excitement welled up in her heart. Could it be that little Wayne, who has barely grown all his hair, has taken a fancy to her? She is old enough to be the child's grandmother.

Hearing this, Bruce looked down at Merrell.

Sure enough, as the lady said, Merrell was staring at Mrs. Angus without any politeness or concealment.

Bruce's heart skipped a beat.

He quickly reprimanded in a stern tone: "Merrell, it's impolite to stare at a lady like this, no, not only a lady, it's very impolite for you to stare at anyone like this."

"I apologize for my actions, ma'am."

Merrell withdrew his gaze, but still peeked at Mrs. Angus reluctantly, with an expression that was about to come out but hesitant to speak.

Merrell's behavior greatly satisfied Angus' vanity. Angus had a pleasant smile on his face, and she looked at Bruce with what seemed to be reproach.

"Mr. Wayne, it is wrong for you to blame the child like this."

Angus is very smart, although the words are reproaches, they are full of ridicule.

"Little Mr. Wayne, if you want to see it, you can look at it openly, and you can say what you want to say freely." Mrs. Angus said with a smile.

There was a thump in Bruce's heart, and he knew that there was nothing he could do to stop this from happening.

He knew that Angus had misunderstood the way Merrell looked at her, but as Merrell's father, could Bruce not know what Merrell's eyes meant?

First of all, it must not be what Mrs. Angus thought, and secondly, seeing Merrell's expression, Bruce always had a bad feeling in his heart.

It's the same hunch as it used to be before bringing other people to a party, Dick hanging the chandelier, Jason insinuating, Tim falling asleep, Cassandra climbing the skylight, Damian trying to assassinate the guests.

Bruce knew that if he didn't stop Merrell, it would be too late.

However, Angus, a stupid woman, cut off the only way out for herself and Bruce.

So with Bruce's acquiescence (?), Merrell opened his lips, still hesitating whether he should speak, but under the encouraging eyes of Mrs. Angus, Merrell still mustered up his courage.

"Mrs. Angus, I see that your face is darkened, the lines on your neck are deepened, your nails are becoming brittle, and the Venus star belonging to you is faintly showing signs of falling..."

Before Merrell could finish his sentence, Mrs. Angus's complexion had turned from rosy just now to stiff.

"Haha...Little Mr. Wayne is quite interesting." Mrs. Angus said dryly.

Bruce frowned. He felt that Merrell's words were cloudy, like those master fortune-tellers in the putty-breaking novels about cultivating immortals who knew nothing but swindling.

"Speak human," Bruce said.

In fact, Merrell didn't want to say it bluntly. He felt that it was difficult to say about it, but Bruce asked him so, so he decided to say it.