Just say you lack output [Comprehensive Yingmei]

"Good morning, Alfred, where's Damian?"

Bruce in a suit and leather shoes came down from upstairs, went to the toaster and took a piece of toasted bread, then he turned his head and looked out the glass window under the old housekeeper's signal.

A stream of silver-purple light flashed by, and a fox with a body size comparable to a lion stepped on the burning fox fire, and lightly landed on a craft tree in the shape of a mammoth, carelessly hooking a tail to tease Damian to attack .

And although the boy is holding a sharp long sword, in terms of physical fitness, both speed and physical strength are far behind the fox. Wrapped around the waist and pulled into the air, he was not allowed to use the garden landscape to vent.

After being teased by the fox again, Damian stuck his long sword on the ground, bent his knees slightly to gather strength, jumped onto the fox's back, and grabbed the opponent's throat.

The fox didn't dodge or dodge, and let out a grin.

Damian: "..."

The boy showed my displeased face, and let go of his hand not very convinced. He was still immature, and the fox was too tall. This time he rushed over and only caught a handful of thick fur.

The fox unhurriedly spread out a tail, and wrapped the boy in the light samurai uniform tightly.

"Let go of me, Puff—! I'm really not cold!"

Damian's face was covered with fluff, and he tensed his body and tried to break free. He had already seen the figures of Bruce and Alfred standing by the window, and he certainly didn't want his father to see him in such a state of embarrassment. .

And Bruce had already finished talking with Alfred about his grandfather's collection and garden landscape, and was standing in the French window of the restaurant with a vague expression at the moment, knocking on the table at Damian and the big fox: "Come and have breakfast. "

Sitting on the back of the fox, Damian reluctantly said to Bruce through a French window: "Father."

He certainly didn't see Bruce's rare smile, and he didn't hear his father's evaluation of him: "He's very talented."

Because Batman quickly put away his admiring look, and said to Damian: "Come to the restaurant, we have to talk."

The fox rolled the boy back to the living room, and placed him opposite Bruce across the dining table. The one with nine tails served the soup, the one with the bread, and the one with the bread.

"No milk, black tea instead, Pennyworth."

Damian took a bite of the bread, then pushed away the milk that Alfred handed over, paused, looked at Bruce, frowned and changed his words: "Mr. Pennyworth."

"It's a great honor, but you can call me Alfred, or Alfred, but you don't drink milk."

Alfred remained motionless, and calmly sighed: "Since this is the case, there is no need to serve you the breakfast cookies that go with milk, Master Damian."

"Second time, I hate desserts, but—"

Damian said, "Put the milk down, I'll drink it now."

Alfred smiled slightly, his gold-rimmed glasses flashed coldly: "Follow your orders, Master Damian."

The fox paused, and looked at the immature and lovely boy with the eyes of "human beings can't escape the true fragrance warning".

Then it curled up another mug of warm milk with one tail and shoved it straight in front of Bruce.

Bruce picked up the mug and successfully noticed that the fox's body froze. He took a sip of the warm liquid in the mug thoughtfully, and then said to Damian: "You and it, you both need a physical examination, Comes with a test."

"I know what you want to test, Father."

Damian raised his jaw, and his emerald eyes met another pair of steel blue ones. He didn't feel any need to hide anything, and said quite directly: "I did a simple test on Puff, and it has a steel body. , not afraid of cold weapons and some hot weapons, and has magic, unless it is to call Superman, otherwise it can sweep your alliance."

fox:"……"

The fox stared at Damian who boasted to Batman that he could sweep the entire league, and was speechless for a moment——I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!

"But it belongs to me, obey my orders!"

Damian took the last bite of the cookie, jumped off the stool that left his calves in the air, and asked, "We're ready to go, I'm ready to kill Wilson."

"Go? No, you stay here, Damian."

Bruce also stood up. He turned and walked towards the living room with the folder in his hand. Before leaving, he said to the unconvinced Damian: "We can't kill people. I know that everything you have learned is teaching you to destroy your enemies, but Damian Mian, I will teach you slowly, you can't kill anyone."

Damian crossed his arms and said disapprovingly: "I can, but your principles will only stop my strength."

"Then you will become like the League of Assassins and Lei Xiaogu, a lunatic instead of a hero."

Bruce looked at him and said, "Stay here, don't go anywhere, we have other plans, understand?"

"He was a hero, and he died for his ideas!"

Damian walked towards the bedroom angrily, because he didn't know whether this emotion came from Bruce's evaluation of Lei Xiaogu, or from his own wavering: "Goodbye, father."

The fox transformed itself, shrank and jumped onto his shoulder.

After Bruce left, Damian avoided Alfred and sneaked into the study. The fox watched him fumble in the study to find the entrance to the Batcave, and then narrowly avoided the alarm and sat in front of the bat computer.

"No one can stop me. Deathstroke killed my grandfather. He must pay for his stupidity."

Damian connected the data computer on his wrist to the computer in the Batcave, began to crack the protection program, hacked into the Bat computer to obtain information, and did not forget to look up at Dick's Robin uniform behind the console, saying: "It's really simple."

The fox lay on his shoulder: "..."

Damian tapped the keyboard a few times, and then began to erase the traces left by himself: "Okay, mother is right, there is Erb's information in his computer, let's go to Wayne Corey Building now, Erb He used to be my grandfather's assistant, but later he joined Deathstroke, and with Erb's clues, I can find Deathstroke right away and avenge my grandfather, and Batman will not reject me."

The fox shook his tail disapprovingly.

Two 10 minutes later.

"He can't stop me, I'm Damian Wayne."

The boy avoided the security system, sat on the soft chair in President Wayne's office as a matter of course, and said: "I am the son of my father's blood, and I will inherit everything about him in the future. This is just to inspect my property in advance. "

Fox: "..." He really thought too far.

Damian, who was thinking really far, obviously didn't just think about it. He turned on the computer, began to check the company's financial data, and finally typed out a line chart within 3 minutes, frowned and said: "Argentina Earnings are questionable, it's being affected by other companies."

The fox tried to stop it, but Damian flicked away its tail that was trying to make trouble, and began to illegally hack into the databases of other companies with the style of a property heir-this was too simple for him. Can hack into NORAD without being detected.

"Found it, Lex Luthor, his company."

Damian sneered, and was about to give his competitor a little color, when he heard the voices of Bruce and others (reporters, it seemed) from outside the door.

The boy raised his eyebrows and temporarily stopped this plan. He hugged the fox and looked towards the door: "Surprise."

Surprise himself and his fox are killed by Bruce.Wayne mercilessly rejected the request for revenge, and was sent to Alfred's car: "Look at them."

Damian folded his arms and looked aside angrily.

The fox patted the boy's wrist with its soft paw pads, then it jumped onto Bruce's shoulder, tentatively wrapped its tail around his arm, and rubbed his sharp jaw comfortingly after not being rejected.

Bruce took the fur from the back of the fox's neck and threw it to Damian. He thought for a second and ordered the fox: "Look at him, don't let him leave Wayne Manor, don't let him go to the Batcave again, Don't appear in front of me either."

"This is my fox!"

Damian slammed the car door shut!

Five hours later, the young owner of Wayne Manor successfully challenged the defense system in the manor again, and found Erb who was enjoying his special fun in the tavern, and then he was shocked to find that his fox had turned traitor.

"I'll give you one last chance, Puff!"

Holding a sharp knife, Damian gritted his teeth and looked at the bruised and swollen Erb, as well as the fox protecting Erb's vital parts with his tail, and said coldly: "Get out of the way, he is the contact of Deathstroke, and he is a criminal who commits all kinds of crimes. I am very satisfied. You don't want to meddle in my own business and want to help me get revenge, but, fox, you absolutely can't stop me from killing him!"

The fox curled up Erb tightly with its tail. Hearing this threat, it cautiously added another layer of tail.

Damian yelled, raised his sharp blade, and thrust it into Erb's tail without hesitation.

A fox full of defensive points does not dodge or evade.

However, in the next second, a slender and powerful thigh wrapped in Kevlar fiber was kicked from the side.

Under this blow, Damian's body fell directly to the side, and the long sword flew to the side and was taken away by the opponent, but before landing, a fluffy tail wrapped the boy to prevent him from falling too hard. Get some bruises or something.

— After all, Damian is still growing.

The little boy emerged from the fluffy fur of the fox's tail, and looked at the attacker with a fierce and angry expression.

"You can't trample on the law, even if it's to punish criminals, this fox is more right than you, and..."

Dick, who successfully prevented the little boy from cruelty to animals, threw aside the long sword he had seized, and raised his eyebrows at Damian with great interest, his deep and elegant voice rang in everyone's ears: "Listen kid, you are accused of cruelty!" Animal crime, you can’t eat lollipops within three months of your sentence, OK?”

fox:"……"

Damian broke free from the fox's tail, with a look of contempt and offense in his emerald eyes, he rushed towards Dick without hesitation: "Underestimate the enemy will make you stupid!"

Dick greeted him with bare hands: "Arrogance and anger are the original sins, you little psycho, you are so young."

But Damian quickly picked up the long sword, speeded up and attacked, and gritted his teeth: "But it's also strong enough!"

"Can't we talk? I don't want to hurt you."

The youth Ye Yi took a distracted look at the "abuse" fox. Due to his haste, Dick only noticed Damian's sword about to fall and Erb trapped in a pile of fluff, so he quickly stopped the other party from killing , without paying special attention to the owner of the tail, after all, it is too long.

Therefore, seeing the fluffy owner at this moment, Dick couldn't help but froze. He narrowly avoided the boy's merciless elbow: "Relax, fox, are you nervous?" ? You're going to suffocate him!"

The fox let go of its tail obediently.

"I advise you to concentrate, your opponent is me!"

Damian slashed Dick's shoulder with a sword and broke his uniform, leaving a deep wound on his body. He may be young, but his fighting skills are not inferior to Dick who is already flying solo, and he is different from the one who doesn't want to hurt others. Dick, he hit hard and got the upper hand in no time.

Dick blocked with a backhand, even though he became Robin at the age of nine, it was derived from the flying man Grayson, and this boy didn't seem to be more than ten years old, but his fighting skills were almost all for killing people, in his heart Surprised by the hotness of the other party: "Who taught you? Child!"

Responding to him was a long sword stabbing his chest and Damian shouted angrily: "Iamnotchild!!!"

At the moment when Dick was about to draw out his short stick, two snow-white and soft tails stretched out, easily wrapped around the waists and abdomens of the two Robins, and hung them in mid-air.

Damian yells, "Put me down, Puff!"

When Dick realized he couldn't break free, he yelled, "Don't let go, this kid needs education, and I mean it in every sense of the word! Hang him, let him calm down!"

Damian glared at him, and said coldly: "Do you think you are my father, how dare you teach me like this!"

"You should be thankful for this, little guy. If I were your father, I would give you [-] pages of math homework and Chinese translation problems immediately, and you won't be allowed to go out if you don't finish."

Dick looked at him. "You deserve to be called a parent."

Damian gritted his teeth: "My father is Batman!"

Dick: "Hehe, my father is also Batman!"

Damian: "...?"

Dick: "...?"

They suddenly fell silent.