[Comprehensive Yingmei] Me and my four unjust brothers

They laughed at Dick for a while.

Of course, they didn't laugh at Damian, the paper-thin boy.

They have to keep the 12-year-old innocence for Damian, and they can't laugh at Damian because of his innocence.

This is Damian's most precious thing, and they are not unreasonable brothers, hahaha, this matter can be saved until Damian grows up to laugh at him.

"Okay, I'll give you a serious divination." Merrell rubbed his stiff cheeks from laughing.

Dick looked at Merrell suspiciously: "Are you serious?"

"Hmm." Merrell raised his chin, his tone a little impatient: "Didn't you want divination? If you don't, I will close the stall."

"Okay, come on." Dick held out his hand.

Merrell slapped Dick's hand back. "Which way to stretch out your hand? I'll look at your face."

"Then you didn't remind me just now?" Dick asked.

Merrell smiled: "Teasing you."

"It's too much! You weren't like this when you were young!" Dick said angrily, "When you were young, you were obviously my brother's caring little padded jacket, but time was a butcher's knife. He turned a cute and good boy into a bastard .”

Jason sneered, "I think it's good for him to be a bastard, because the bastard will show us Dick Grayson jokes."

Merrell grinned and gave Jason a middle finger. "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Todd."

Then Merrell began to concentrate on divination for Dick. He looked at Dick and then at the nebula in the sky, and finally he said: "Dick, your skin is very dry and red and swollen. You should eat lightly recently, or you will get acne gone."

Dick's face turned pale: "What? Acne?!"

"Merrell, are you a physiognomy or a doctor?" Tim pointed out.

Merrell shrugged, "Okay."

"Dick Grayson, your Venus star is shining red, not fallen, but ill omen," said Merrell.

"Recently, you must be careful of beautiful red-haired women. If you can, it's best not to get along with red-haired women. Of course, it's hard for you to avoid her."

Hearing the bad news, Dick collapsed on the sofa depressed.

He understood who Merrell was referring to. Wasn't there only one God of love, the red-haired, the red-haired woman that Dick often came into contact with and couldn't avoid?

Barbara Gordon.

Once Oracle, now Batgirl, with passionate orange hair and Dick's former girlfriend.

The two broke up after Barbara had her spine broken by the Joker.

It was Barbara who proposed it on her own initiative. At that time, Barbara was at a low point in her life. She didn't want to delay Dick's life, so she chose to break up with Dick.

Now that Barbara's legs have recovered, the two of them have not returned to the past.

No matter what Dick hinted, Barbara didn't express anything, instead she looked as if she didn't see through.

This distressed Dick, but now?Merrell said be careful with Barbara, shit, then he'd better stay away from Barbara.

Girls beat people just as hard as boys.

"What about you? Do you want to try?" Dick looked at his other brothers.

Damian snorted coldly: "I think I am very good now, and I don't care what the future holds."

Tim, Jason, and Cassandra also looked uninterested, and their expressions made Dick feel like a big fool.

Xiaoyu shrugged, she looked at Dick with pity, and she said: "Actually, there can only be two conclusions in Merrell's divination, one is that there is no bad omen, and your future is fine, and the other is your forehead. , There is a problem with Venus Star."

"So he can only test marriage?" Dick's mouth twitched.

"Looking for marriage? It sounds like only people like Dick would ask for marriage, but it also matches Merrell's style very well." Damian said lying on the sofa, with a somewhat mocking tone.

"Almost." Xiaoyu shrugged and replied, "Most people in Chinatown asked him about marriage, and over time, he became the most accurate in calculating marriage."

"No, I have to correct it. I think your statement is extremely impolite and inaccurate, Xiaoyu." Merrell corrected by shaking her finger.

"Although I do spend most of my time seeking marriages for others, that doesn't mean I can't do other things."

Merrell explained: "I'm better at divination because the star Venus, also known as the North Star, is very conspicuous."

"If you want to do other divination, it depends on whether the weather is good that night—"

Before Merrell could finish his sentence, the heat wave came along with the sound wave of the explosion. The glaring fire above his head was that someone had blown up the entire skylight with an RPG.

Shards of glass crackled and fell from the sky, the chandelier hit the ground with a loud noise, and the screams continued to rise and fall. Before everyone could react, a terrorist attack occurred.

No matter who the planner is, this will be the most exciting terrorist attack in the history of Gotham, and it will be the most exciting terrorist attack in the history of Gotham, without a doubt.

Because he will hold Batman, Robin, Masked Man and T-girl hostage at the same time.

Merrell just heard the sound and felt the heat wave coming towards him. The next moment, the Shadow Corps had appeared, holding an umbrella, and using the umbrella to block Merrell's body and head.

The Shadow Corps used their bodies and umbrellas to block the flames and shards of glass for Merrell, and none of the splashed glass shards hit Merrell.

Tim withdrew his hand silently. He originally wanted to catch Merrell, who was the slowest to react, and hide behind the sofa, but he didn't need his help because he brought his own bodyguard team.

In this sudden situation, almost no one noticed the shadow corps appearing in the corner, except for the few people who were by Merrell's side.

Even if the Robins kicked the sofa down and climbed behind the bunker with extremely fast reaction, they would inevitably be splashed with glass shards all over their bodies.

The shadow corps who blocked Merrell's attack still remembered not to expose Merrell's true identity, so they shook their umbrellas and disappeared in place, leaving only a clean body, not as if they had just encountered terror. Merrell attacked.

Everyone: ...Thank you for the invitation, I'm a bit annoyed by comparison.

Merrell looked at his brothers worriedly: "Are you all right?"

Then he saw his brothers, with their glass-stained heads, shining like Disney princesses, albeit with a somewhat grimace.

The reaction speed of the Robins was very fast, and they immediately reacted and prepared to go to hidden places, such as toilets, toilets and toilets to change clothes.

However, it was too late. A large number of terrorists entered the venue in an organized and disciplined manner, guarding the entrances and exits of each venue.

If they want to change clothes and become masked vigilantes, they must pass through these terrorists stationed at various passages.

Since they are terrorists, they will never care about the identity of the person they are holding hostage.

As long as they try to attack, or pass through the guards to enter the toilet, once a conflict occurs, their identities will be exposed, and all Bruce's efforts to conceal their identities will be in vain.

And the identity of the Bat Family was exposed, and that was the real worst moment.

You must know that Batman is the city's vigilante, but not all residents of Gotham like Batman, such as those residents who were stepped on the roof by the Batmobile and smashed the glass of their home by Batman.

Even though there is a government appropriation in the back, it is actually a subsidy and compensation from Wayne Enterprises, but the Batmobile stepped on the roof and smashed the glass, and I was frightened a lot that night.

The aristocratic vampires in the upper echelons of Gotham don't like Batman even more, and they don't even need to confess why.

In short, being a superhero in Gotham City is a thankless job.

Of course, this does not mean that Batman has no fans. Not only does he have fans, but his fans can also send him to the number one superhero of the year.

Just exposing his true identity means that he will be harassed in his usual life, Wayne Enterprises will also face a stock market crash, and people living around Bruce will also be implicated.

Terrorists are likely to kill people around Bruce in order to target Batman.

This is a rule that the Bat family must abide by. Absolutely, you cannot expose your identity to bring trouble to your family.

So the AKA justice law enforcement officers who punched Heimen and kicked Arkham on weekdays, like quails, huddled behind the sofa and crouched with their heads in their hands.

Merrell looked around.

He found that everyone seemed to have rehearsed in advance, each found a position to squat down, most of them were covered, such as next to a table, next to a sofa, and some of them could not find their own suitable position. You can choose to squat in place.

Other than that, the screaming and confusion just now disappeared, and they squatted on the ground as quietly as chickens, as if they were not the ones who screamed and cursed in panic just now.

Merrell even saw several men and women squatting on the phone, seeing their impatient faces, not as if they were asking for help, but more like arguing with their family members on the phone.

There were also a few men and women squatting together in beautiful and expensive dresses, one of them pointed at the terrorist back, with a mocking and contemptuous expression, as if to say, 'That's it?The terrorist attack I encountered the day before yesterday was much bigger than this'.

How to say, are the residents of Gotham City a little too skilled in dealing with terrorist attacks?

Merrel found his dear old father among the squatting crowd.

AKA Batman, his father huddled in the innermost part of the crowd, in the most hidden position, without covering his head and squatting in defense, but his body was shaking, like a normal reaction to being frightened by a terrorist attack.

His dear Batman dad is more dedicated than these real kidnapped ordinary people around him, playing the reaction that a good-for-nothing playboy should have after encountering a terrorist attack.

Merrell felt that his father was a bit too much, after all, most people in Gotham, no, it should be said, at least most of the people who appeared in this terrorist attack did not tremble as rhythmically as Bruce.

However, Bruce's expression was calm again, his body and face seemed to be divorced, and Bruce's body was shaking like a sieve.

If Merrell hadn't known that this was his father's disguise, he might have immediately suspected that his father had some kind of neurological disease.

Batman was observing the outside environment through the cover of the people around him, and Merrell guessed that his brave and fearless father was recording the equipment carried by each terrorist, as well as their station distribution.

If given the chance, Bruce would slip out, change into Batman's equipment, and then come in and kill the Quartet. Unfortunately, Bruce couldn't sneak out without anyone noticing, just like his Robin bird sons.

Bruce obviously saw Merrell too. He frowned and gave Merrell a look. Merrell couldn't understand what it meant, so he opened his mouth and asked Bruce silently what he was talking about.

next second.Dick got up and grabbed Merrell behind the sofa and hid with them.

After all, Merrell was the only one who was standing in the entire venue just now, and even Tru and others squatted down.

Of course, it’s not about fear of terrorists, it’s just an instinctive action engraved in the human heart. Crouching down with one’s head in one’s head to reduce one’s own volume can prevent flying glass shards from hitting vital organs.

As the only person standing in the venue, Merrell was an easy target, the first target of the terrorists.

Now Merrell, who was squatting behind the sofa with his brothers, knew that Bruce's gaze just now was clearly not for him, but for his brothers to catch him behind the sofa.

This is really not very happy news.

Merrell took out his mobile phone and prepared to contact the peacekeepers of the new sixth district to send troops for support. It must be very suspicious that he summoned the Shadow Corps now.

In the absence of the masked man, the shadow corps appeared in the conference hall. Does this mean that the masked man is one of the people held hostage in the conference hall?

Merrell wanted no trouble.

But if the Shadow Corps appeared together with the peacekeepers of the New Sixth District, then everything would be reasonable. Who doesn't know that the leader of the New Sixth District is a masked man?

By the way, the New Sixth District and Masked Men are currently the most talked about masked vigilantes and secret organizations in Gotham.

Can the New Sixth District still be considered a secret organization?Yes, but not quite.

Even the streets and alleys are discussing the New Sixth District, but no one knows what kind of organization the New Sixth District is.

Apart from knowing that the leader of the New Sixth District is a masked man, and that there is a peacekeeper unit in the New Sixth District, who sweeps up Gotham City every night to maintain law and order, he doesn't know anything else.

After all, everyone knows that when the monsters hovered over Gotham and attacked the citizens of Gotham that day, it was the peacekeeper troops from the New Sixth District that wandered around the city and brought the victims to safety.

Later, it was also the masked man who summoned the Flying Shadow Corps to destroy and drive away the monsters, and even helped rebuild Gotham City, which was much more useful than those idiot-like GCPD detectives.

But the New Sixth District has no way to become an organization that no one knows except those in the know like the Thirteenth District, Kingsman or the Men in Black.

"I have contacted." Jason said, as early as the moment the terrorists broke into the door, Jason had used secret communication to contact the new sixth district.

Don't underestimate the Peacekeeper troops trained by the Red Hood.

Merrell silently put down the phone, feeling a little sad in his heart, feeling that his right to call his younger brother as a boss was deprived.

"What are we doing here? There's a terrorist attack! It's okay for us to solve five by ourselves?" Xiaoyu said excitedly.

This is not the first time she has encountered a terrorist attack. When she was fighting against the Mafia before, she was still young, and Uncle Long never let her participate in the fight with the Mafia.

But seeing Uncle Long beating the gang up and down, left and right, Xiaoyu's hands were itchy.

Isn't the opportunity coming now?Xiaoyu roughly counted, there are at least 30 terrorists!Is it finally time for her to go up and down, left and right?

"Three people go to the left, two go to the back, Cassandra and I go to the right, Cassandra attracts the target, I attack the terrorist from behind, and kick his ass hard! Xiaoyu gets a point." Xiaoyu has already imagined the scene of her killing all directions.

"Xiaoyu, no, no." Cassandra shook her head to stop Xiaoyu who was eager to climb out.

"Doing so would expose our secret identities and cause problems for others."

Xiaoyu calmed down a little, yes, if it wasn't for hiding her secret identity, the Robins would have taken care of these terrorists long ago.

Xiaoyu let out an 'oh' in disappointment, she thought this was an opportunity for her to show off.

"Then we just sit here and wait for rescue?" Xiaoyu asked unwillingly.

This is too aggrieved, obviously able to push these terrorists to the ground and beat them violently, but they have to pretend to be ordinary people with their heads in their hands, pretending that they are not a threat.

"Don't worry," said Merrell. "Uncle Long is not here."

"What?" Xiaoyu quickly straightened up and looked around, sure enough, she didn't see Jackie Chan crouching with his head in his arms.

"Well, it seems that today is the highlight moment for Uncle Long alone." Xiaoyu sighed, just like when she was a child.

She was still a little happy inside.

Because since Xiaoyu took over as the sheriff of the thirteenth district, Uncle Long returned to his normal life.

That is to say, traveling around the world for archaeology, Xiaoyu has not seen Uncle Long for a long time, and the same for Merrel.

Merrell shrugged, he grabbed it casually in the void, and the Rabbit Charm appeared in his palm.

"You can also try to use the Rabbit Charm to fix all these villains before Uncle Dragon kicks their ass hard."

Damian stared straight at the rabbit charm. Damian remembered that Merrell said that the power of the rabbit is super speed. Is it true that using the rabbit spell can be like what Merrell said.

Can you kill all these villains without anyone reacting?

The answer is yes.

Thinking of this, Damian reached out to get the Rabbit Charm, but Merrell withdrew his hand vigilantly.

"What do you want, Damian."

"Give me the Rabbit Charm, and I'll make these bastards pay for it in no time," Damian said.

"It's not fair, it shouldn't be for Damian, I haven't used it yet, I've only been beaten by Batman with the Bull Charm!" Dick said angrily.

"Come on, if you use the rabbit charm, I have experience. Don't forget, among all of you, I am the only one who has used the rabbit charm. Obviously, it is up to me to use the rabbit charm." Jason raised his eyebrows, He said with a natural expression.

Dick looked at Jason in disbelief.

Dick exaggerated: "Experienced? Do you mean you ran around in Wayne Clock Tower to bully Shadow Eater? Jason, are you still human? Shadow Eater is so cute, they don't even have hands, bully them, you can get Pleasure?"

Immediately, Dick looked at Merrell.

"I insist on supporting Merrell and maintaining the dignity of the Shadow Corps, so give me the Rabbit Charm, and I will definitely not let the organization (the Shadow Corps and Merrell) down."

Dick's voice hardened, like some kind of revolutionary.

"Please, if you really want to say who is a long-term user of the Rabbit Charm." Xiaoyu patted her chest and raised her head. "It still has to be me. You must know that the charms have been stored in the vault of the thirteenth district, and I, I am the boss of the thirteenth district."

"To sum up, the spells should be my possessions. Of course, they are in Merrell's hands now, and they are just for me to keep temporarily." Xiaoyu said.

Merrell smiled, and he unceremoniously said: "Although, but."

"The thirteenth district only has the right to keep the talisman. The right to use it needs to be applied to the superior. You secretly brought out Sheriff Black, Uncle Long and Dad behind your back."

Xiaoyu glared at Merrell: "I have submitted the application, but it has not been approved yet. Just wait and see, it will be approved sooner or later."

"Cut first and play later, as expected of you, Xiaoyu." Merrell said, he raised his head with some pride: "Besides, it is not kept here for safekeeping, it is the spoils that I, the commander of the Shadow Corps, took from you."

"...You're floating, aren't you?" Xiaoyu asked.

"What is the Rabbit Charm?" Cassandra tilted her head, her face and eyes were full of confusion.

Followed by.

Cassandra soon understood that her brothers had done something behind her back, they all knew it, but she alone, and they didn't tell her.

Cassandra's amber eyes were somewhat hurt and fragmented, she looked at Merrell hesitantly, and finally just remained silent.

Cassandra squatted on the ground, wrapped her arms around her legs, and then stepped back. She first glanced at Merrell longingly, and then took two steps back.

It's like a longing to be close to a big family for warmth, but knowing that he is "a cat with a wandering past, it is very good to be able to join this family, and we can no longer expect to be loved".

The little cat who can only look at it pitifully, but dare not approach it.

Makes me feel pity.

Dick and the others have lived with Cassandra for several years anyway, can they not see Cassandra's intention of pretending to be such a poor little girl?

Seeing that Merrell was moved, he was about to hand over the Rabbit Charm to Cassandra.

Damian hurriedly said: "Come on, Kashan. When we were chasing Grayson that night, you were clearly shopping outside with Xiaoyu, but we called you on the channel. If you didn't come by yourself, you missed a beating." Grayson-"

In the background is Dick's disgruntled grunt.

"And the chance to use the spell."

Cassandra ignored Damian. She knew who among the people present would be moved by her expression.

"So I don't have a chance to use the spell?" Cassandra looked at Merrell with a pitiful expression.

"There will be, but not now, I promise." Merrel said, and he glanced outside. "I saw Uncle Long. Uncle Long can settle all this. How about we relax and be hijacked guests?"

Hearing that Merrell said that he saw Uncle Long, Xiaoyu quickly straightened up and looked out. While looking out, she said excitedly.

"Uncle Long is the best hero in the world, you will be surprised!"

"Well, I'll wait and see." Damian shrugged and said, "It's best not to have a moment when Batman needs to save the field, but there's no shame in asking Batman for help, really."

"Just wait and see." Xiaoyu said.