Just say you lack output [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Bruce, who hadn't eaten anything all day, was fed a bowl of porridge by Alfred at the dining table, and he started to serve dinner after his stomach got used to it, and Jason, like him, had a physical examination. Sen was not only canceled the cookies for three months, but even because he didn't cooperate with the medicine, he was poured into a bowl of the oriental stomach-nourishing holy product - mushroom, winter bamboo shoot and pork rib soup by the majestic Mr. Housekeeper.

The carnivore Jason only took a sip, then calmly pushed aside the light green stomach nourishing soup that night, and added two pieces of ribs to his plate: "Today I will accompany you on night patrol. "

Bruce drank a little soup, and his fragile stomach felt much warmer and more comfortable. He put down the white porcelain spoon, nodded and said, "Okay, Alfred, let Tim know later that he can stay in Kansas overnight without bothering Superboy to use it." Bring him back super fast."

"If it was an hour ago, Master Tim would be very happy to receive this news, but I'm afraid not now."

Alfred served the last dish, looked at Jason as if he was looking at some picky eater, he was wearing white gloves, a clean towel was placed on the left arm of the tuxedo, and he was sitting upright Bruce and Jason at the dining table looked much more gentlemanly: "Please drink up, Master Jason, you should be glad that it is not the season for lotus root, and no one in the family likes to eat that, otherwise, it will be in front of you now." What I want is a bowl of lotus root and carrot soup.”

Bruce paused: "He knows Jason is back."

Alfred unhurriedly opened the heat preservation cover, handed the knife and fork to his absent-minded master, and said, "That's right, and there is also Young Master Wayne, you know that Damian has always been very possessive of you. "

Bruce rubbed his forehead in pain.

And Jason's face was also ashen--as a little bat controlled by his father, he and Dick used to be the only ones around Bruce. There was only one competitor, and the competition pressure was not great. Less than a day after the last rabid knife plotted against Bruce, Alfred told him that there were still three other fathers like him. The pressure was overwhelming.

So after dinner, before the night watch, Jason met Tim and Damian who had returned to Wayne Manor with Superboy Connor.

Tim didn't wear the Robin uniform that made him want to do it at a second glance last night. The well-cut shirt and overalls made him look like a gentle high school student, not to mention that he, like Jason, is a The same black hair and blue eyes as Bruce, even if he is not yet an adult, he is already very reliable, and he seems to be more like Bruce in some parts than the oppressive Jason.

Jason crossed his arms, his eyes turned around the bow tie around Tim's neck, and after feeling Connor's unfriendly atmosphere instantly, he sneered and looked down at Damian Wayne.

Yes, head down.

And Damian, who is 130 feet [-] inches or [-] centimeters tall, has a serious, cold and domineering CEO face that has not faded out of baby fat, and looks back with the same expressionless face and no sign of weakness. He looks only eleven or twelve years old, but he doesn't feel immature at all. On the contrary, he is more arrogant and rebellious than Jason.

But he's still a little kid.

Even with two dogs on a leash, and he might not be able to beat the white one, he's still a kid, maybe he's changing for Bruce, but he's nowhere near being a Robin.

The three little bats fought fiercely for a while, and finally let out a cold snort in perfect understanding, consciously avoiding Batman and the butler, and began the confrontation between Luo (fu) Bin (Kong).

At this time, Connor was completing Martha's task. Before leaving Kansas, Martha remembered that Bruce had praised her baked apple pie when he was a guest last time, so she asked Connor to bring it along.

Connor is a young boy with "Kryptonian characteristics". He wears Kansas-style clothing that is exactly the same as Clark's aesthetics, and holds two warm apple pies in his hand. The moment he saw Bruce, his eyes lit up , probably heard Clark brag about Batman a lot: "Hello, Mr. Wayne, this is the apple pie that Martha asked me to bring to you. Father was going to come with him, but Kara and the foreigners from National City Something went wrong with Star Prison, so..."

Bruce took the apple pie. Judging by the sweet and soft aroma of the dessert, he didn't expose the fact that Clark, who was always paying attention to his teammates with super hearing, had been here last night in front of Connor, but he was caught by Batman after the conversation. After driving out of Gotham, he nodded slightly to Connor with a gentle expression: "Thank you Mrs. Martha for me."

Connor, who was used to seeing Superman being yelled at by Batman as a strong Labrador in the cold wind, was a little flattered: "I will."

Before saying goodbye, he turned his head and shouted, "Xiao Krypton, we should go."

Little Krypton was flying in mid-air, and when he heard the call from his little master, he rushed over to take a breath of Titus, who had an indifferent face, then rubbed against Bruce's leg, swung his tail happily, and then followed Connor away.

Cat's Bruce: "...ready for night watch."

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After the night watch, Tim and Damian, who had to go to class the next day, were ordered by Alfred to go back to rest, while Bruce speeded up and arrived at the place near Gotham with Jason before midnight. An abandoned warehouse used by Jason as a temporary base.

The Batmobile passed through the snow and stopped on the side of the road. Bruce suppressed some excitement and pushed open the dusty door of the warehouse.

The moonlight shone through the vents into a dark warehouse, making it look like an abandoned prison cell, and a strange young man with red ghost horns stood in the thin warehouse with a strong killing intent and bloody smell. In the snow, the ghost arm that was rumored to be Ibaraki Doji's severed arm was floating in the air, holding a terrifying bloody sword, making him look like a bloodthirsty Shura under the moon.

Jason couldn't help but think back to the oriental young man with elegant features in the video. When he walked, his snow-colored wide sleeves were like the wings of a white crane, but now he was completely infected with the brutal and murderous atmosphere of demons, and his kimono was also rubbed against him. Lots of blood oozing from under the bandages.

And Bruce, who had personally experienced the unawakened Onikiri, noticed the other's change more intuitively than Jason. He didn't dodge his gaze, and he met those familiar scarlet eyes without any negative emotions. He tore off the bat mask, took the initiative to walk in front of Taidao, and whispered softly, almost sighing: "I found you."

The moment Fu Sangshen saw the handsome face of the old master, a strong desire to kill and destroy suddenly surged all over Fu Sangshen's body. The oppression of Qi and strength made him no longer scary.

Under Jason's unbelievable eyes, the handsome and seductive Tai Dao youth quickly rolled his Adam's apple twice, exposing his almost violent mood swings, and then he looked firmly and without hesitation towards the only master he recognized. Kneeling down, lowering his proud head as a god, he said in a hoarse voice, "Master."

Bruce took off his armguards, and touched Taidao's soft white hair with his warm palms—he had indeed changed a lot. His once clear voice was as hoarse and deep as if he had experienced fire, and every word seemed like Although the tongue of flames touching the ear is not unpleasant, it still makes people feel regretful, and the black hair that is as smooth as flowing clouds has also become short white hair, but the texture is just as soft and smooth.

Jason watched as the Taidao youth rubbed the weak ghost horn against Bruce's palm. He was like a powerful beast tamed by a weak human, trying his best to retract the fangs and claws that would hurt his master. Turning out his soft belly, exposing his fragile throat to his only master, offering his life-guaranteed loyalty.

"During the time I was away from you, I did not kill anyone or violate your orders. I can already control my killing intent."

Fu Sangshen is like a medieval knight adhering to the seven virtues. With an almost pious attitude, he kissed his master's fingertips with desperate courage: "I want to return to you, I belong to you."

...this guy should go for an Oscar!

Jason, who had already realized how obsessed Taidao was with Bruce, sounded an alarm in his heart. Bruce couldn't see Onikiri's expression from Bruce's perspective, but Jason standing behind him showed the pathological possessiveness in Taidao's eyes. Clearly, he dared to conclude that all of this was premeditated. If Bruce rejected this proposal, this sword would definitely no longer maintain this attitude that would soften Bruce's heart!

It seems that he should have a good talk with Bruce again, about this sword.

And Bruce recalled Zatanna's advice to him: "Fu Sangshen is fundamentally different from human beings. Human beings can change certain personalities or traits through acquired learning and energy, but Fusangshen has matured since he was born. Their consciousness and firm belief have been like this for thousands of years, so they are called the most perfect gods and companions, because nothing outside can change their minds."

The glamorous magician looked serious: "You can't make lions and tigers give up eating meat, and you can't make Fu Sangshen give up loving their masters. They exist to better meet the needs of their masters. If you want them to live like humans And independence, it means that you no longer need his existence, for Onikiri, it is tantamount to betrayal and abandonment."

Bruce's expression softened, he lifted Fusangshen's thin jaw, and confirmed word by word: "You can come back to me, in any capacity, you are my knife, my son."

He said, "Onikiri, you belong to me."