Just say you lack output [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Assassin League base headquarters.

Master Assassin Lei Xiaogu relied on the pool of Lhasa Road to escape from the god of death and extended his life for 500 years. During these 500 years, he accumulated countless wealth to create such a huge organization for his ideas, and will The headquarters is built on a peak among the Himalayas.

In this place where the altitude is different from the flat land, low temperature and air pressure have become the greatest enemies of human beings, but these assassins in training didn't notice it, as if they had already adapted to these.

On the training ground at this moment, Lei Xiaogu's scrutinizing eyes passed over his beloved daughter Thalia, and went straight to the center of the training ground, pressing his rough palm on the warrior/sword/sword at his waist.

——He will change this dirty world and rebuild the social order, and all of this will be handed over to his grandson in the future, combined with the heir of the world's best genes.

He yelled, "Damian!"

Damian stood in the middle of the arena with a cold expression, holding a cold warrior/knife in his hand, and kicked over the five assassins who joined forces to attack without any hesitation, and then continued to attack unabated. Lei Xiaogu rushed forward.

Lei Xiaogu looked calm and calm, and when he raised his hand, there was a shining white light, and the two warriors/swords collided together.

"boom--!"

Damian's arm was numb, and he quickly twisted his body with Lei Xiaogu's blocking force, and jumped straight over his mother. The undrawn knife fell out of thin air, smashing the training equipment on one side.

"You are my grandson and the heir to the League of Assassins, but you can't rush to challenge your grandfather."

Lei Xiaogu put the knife back into its sheath, with strong admiration in his eyes, and lightly patted Damian on the shoulder: "Age has never been your shackles, Damian, you can already take over the League of Assassins, and this day will definitely Not far."

"I can do it now, without a doubt."

Damian is certainly arrogant and conceited, but this pride is based on strength. He is not blind enough to think that he can challenge Lei Xiaogu now. In fact, his grandfather, as a world-class master assassin, only knows how to attack Lei Xiaogu every time he strikes. Only Batman, who makes him jealous, can compete with him.

Because of his daughter Talia, as long as Talia still loves Batman, Lei Xiaogu will never win him.

"What's the matter with you and grandpa, mother?"

Damian put the knife back into its sheath, but his murderous intent remained undiminished. He raised his head, revealing a young and handsome face, and a pair of emerald green eyes very similar to Talia: "My training is still there. not end yet."

The little devil who has undergone the cruelest training in the world will straighten his back and talk to Thalia with an equal attitude, although due to age restrictions, his height will never exceed 140 cm, and he even has a scar on his cheek. He wore a little baby fat, but just looking at those emerald eyes, cold and sharp, it was hard to imagine that he was really just a ten-year-old boy.

Even if a normal boy is 20 years old, he will not wear black light armor and a red cloak, and fight to the death with a dozen or even dozens of assassins in the training ground.

"In the past few months, assassinations against the League of Assassins have become more and more frequent, and have even threatened the headquarters."

Thalia's expression softened a little: "Father decided to send out the news that you became the heir of the alliance as soon as possible, handed over the alliance to you, and captured a few traitors. He has already guessed something, and he just needs to implement it."

"Traitor, Mother, you mean Deathstroke Slade?"

Damian raised his chin, snorted coldly, and said, "I want to get the League of Assassins on my own. His arrogance really shames Grandpa. This kind of waste who failed to compete for heir qualifications, I will kill one by one. .”

Talia put her arms around his shoulders, pushed Aiko towards the bedroom, and said, "That's a problem for the leader of the alliance to solve, and before you inherit the alliance, Damian."

She refused gently: "Don't worry me."

"...Okay, mother."

Depressedly, Damian closed the Japanese wooden door, and walked towards the bedroom holding the samurai/sword that never left his body. Although he was able to hack into the National Intelligence Agency at the age of six, and could fight head-on with Lei Xiaogu at the age of ten, he persisted. Dozens of tricks are not defeated, but for Talia, he is still inexperienced, and because of this, he is not trusted in anything.

He walked through the mahogany corridor, stopped in the courtyard facing the mountain peak, then raised his arm to block the sun, and finally fixed his sight on the snow-capped mountain peak.

A fox with snow-white fur opened its nine tails, and walked through the snow and trees on purple fox fire. Compared with the reference object beside it, its figure was probably larger than an adult lion, but its movements were too light , when it skimmed the snow, it didn't even leave any cruelty, and the nine tails dragged behind it, gorgeous and moving.

"Nine-tailed fox, it's mine."

As a plush lover, Damian's eyes lit up completely, and the irritable emotions just now were swept away. He was very confident in his vision, so he was very sure that the fox with gorgeous fur was definitely not an illusion.

He chased after it without hesitation.

The fox didn't run far, or it could be said that its goal was the League of Assassins, so Damian quickly caught up with the fox in a snow field near the base.

The vigorous young boy jumped onto a steep rock, then he touched his cuff, and without hesitation threw a dart with a cold light in the direction of the fox.

The sharp dart plunged deep into the snow in front of the fox, successfully stopping the fantastically beautiful creature, and then stopping for the young pursuer behind it.

Damian was caught off guard by a pair of pale golden eyes that were as bright as streamers, but there were obvious human emotions in them - similar to friendliness and... kindness?

He didn't notice it when he was far away, but now facing this strange creature, Damian felt the suffocating and terrible pressure around it, even far surpassing the powerlessness he felt when facing Lei Xiaogu when he was a child. Capital.

He shouldn't have been so reckless, but there was something special about this fox, far more beautiful and haughty than any stuffed creature he'd ever seen, with a captivating sense of fascination that would make one want anything and everything .

It is the most perfect creation of the gods, with a streamlined body that is elegant and charming, with nine soft and snow-white fox tails hanging casually behind it, walking on the cold foxfire in the snow, as beautiful as a creature in a dream .

"Unexpected, but no matter how powerful a fox is, it is destined to become a pet conquered by humans!"

Damian's eyes are bright, challenging and subduing such a beautiful creature completely satisfies his warlike and conquering desire, making him tense his muscles eager to try, the warrior/sword/knife on his waist has been completely unsheathed, grip Ready to go.

And the fox's slender and charming eyes were bent.

Three 10 minutes later.

The fox has a big fluffy tail on its pillow, lying leisurely on top of a group of faintly burning fox fire, one of the nine tails is separated to tease the irritable little boy, as if coaxing some kind of toddler cub.

It screamed like a baby, saying: "嘿嘤嘤."

"Shut up and say it again, I can handle it!"

Damian moved nimbly to avoid the powerful sweep of the fox tail, gritted his teeth and slashed down the warrior/knife, and then, as expected, his arm was numb from the terrible touch of the blade colliding with the steel: "Only It's just a tail!"

In the next second, the tail took his elbow forcefully, and pulled the little boy's thin waist aside.

Damian was caught in the air by his tail, and his whole body was trapped in a pile of soft and warm fluffy. Annoyed and unable to vent his anger, he could only stare at him frustrated and unwilling.

Another tail stretched out, gently wrapped around the boy's neck to form a large scarf, and wrapped the forehead and the back of the head intimately, exposing the nose and mouth so that he could breathe smoothly.

Damian took a bite of it not very politely.

The ghost knows why this fox's tail is so strange, it can be stretched and stretched at will as if it is not an entity, although normally a fox with nine tails is already very strange.

However, the moment he bit it down, the boy was stunned for a moment. How powerful these two tails are, he has already experienced the blade. It is like a superman, with a body made of steel wrapped under the fluffy fur , Damian was prepared to suffer a bit, but the place where the teeth fell was warm and soft.

He frowned, with a serious expression on his immature face, and said coldly: "Say it again, don't let me, Puff, I'm not one of those naive children, I've passed the time of being respected and loved Young age!"

That's what Damian said, and his expression looked fierce, but without feeling the killing intent, he even had a name for the other party - Puff, as a matter of course, as if the fox was in his pocket things.

And the fox, which is much taller than an adult male, stood up, restrained its sharp claws like blades, and pressed a soft paw pad on Damian, who was wearing light clothes, and touched him, which was extraordinarily hard in the cold wind. And icy light armor.

Holding the fluffy head, Damian touched the fox's ears unhappy: "What are you doing?"

The fox wrapped all nine tails: "Oh."

"You must be a bitch!"

Damian pulled the tail down, and the tail was indeed pulled aside. He said arrogantly: "I'm an assassin, no assassin would wear himself as a fool who can roll in the snow Balls that come and go, that's why, and I'm not cold at all!"

No, you are cold.

The fox's tail gags his mouth again.

Damian didn't understand what it means to be "there is a kind of cold that makes your mother think you are cold." After struggling for a while, Damian finally regained the ability to speak. He has been placed on the back of the fox, with three warm tails wrapped around his body. A little dazedly, he watched the big fox turn around and walk towards the base.

"Puff, where are you going? Wait... This is the direction of the base. You know where I come from, and you even found me a long time ago, but you let me follow you and play tricks on me!"

Damian grabbed a tuft of soft and slender fur on the back of the fox's neck, and said angrily, "I should have guessed that even if you convert the degree of brain development into equivalent volume, you should have human intelligence. You did it on purpose. ,absolute!"

The fox snorted happily.