Rational discussion, who is the stupidest brother [Comprehensive British and American]

No one heard Dick's inner voice, and the topic of Aum and Arthur also rushed towards the wrong topic, gone forever.

Aum squeezed the fork frantically, grabbed his brother and complained wildly: "God of the Sea! Poseidon! The aesthetics of your land people... sucks!"

Arthur tried to reassure his younger brother, "No, no, not all land people...don't believe me, look at Dick!"

"But this!" Aum raised the fork in his hand, "The green hair is more disgusting than the deep sea mud! The red lips are full of evil thoughts and malice! There is also a pale face, is it a catty of pearl powder?!"

After finishing speaking, the fork in Aum's hand shot out quickly, and shot into the floor-to-ceiling window glass with a ding!Poke three small holes in the hard bulletproof glass without causing any cracks, perfect attack!

Arthur had no doubts that Orm would have stuck his fork straight in the Joker's face if the Joker himself had been in sight!

Dick applauded Orm heartily.

As expected of an ocean lord, he can see the essence of a clown at a glance!

Incisive!

But... he doesn't agree with the aesthetics of the map cannon mainlanders.Dick and Arthur had the same idea, and began to honor the land people.

"Trust me, that's a special case, Orm!"

"Ok?"

The fork seemed to have vented most of Aum's irritability, he turned to face Dick again, nodded reservedly, and signaled to Dick that the king allows your explanation.

Gee!

It is worthy of being the former king of Atlantis, full of aura!It seems to be more than... Dick squinted at a man who tried to pat his brother's head and smoothed his hair, but was ruthlessly rejected, and thought, this man is more like a canine than a king, okay!

"Actually, it was a lunatic who murdered and provoked Batman—"

Dick's eyes darkened.

"—For my own responsibility, I have always been keen to provoke Batman by killing ordinary people. The aesthetics of a lunatic cannot be speculated by ordinary people's thinking at all. He has nothing to do with the aesthetics of land people!"

Dick stepped on the clown without hesitation.

Orm glanced at Dick unexpectedly.

He didn't feel wrong, Dick looked at the one outside—Aum's eyelids twitched uncontrollably—with a green head and a white face, full of murderous intent!

That being the case, things are much easier to handle.

"Can I kill him?"

Get rid of it, once and for all, simply and neatly, without leaving any sequelae, how wonderful!

The only thing that needs to be determined in advance is that he has to obtain the consent of the people in power in Gotham in advance to avoid unnecessary diplomatic problems.

As for where to find the person in power, it just so happened that the eldest son of a person in power... was sitting in front of him.

Dick wavered a little.

The name Joker represents the dark cloud of crime hanging over Gotham City, as well as a lingering and tragic memory of the Bat family that will never be remedied!

Compared with other super criminals, the clown has a high IQ, is crazy, has no humanity and is not afraid of death. The only thing he wants is to pull Batman into the abyss!

The other criminals want to kill is Batman, but the Joker wants to kill - Batman's spirit!soul!

As long as he doesn't die, the Joker will always be Batman's worst enemy!

If there were no clowns...

Will my father be much safer?

And Gotham, will there be a little more hope of being saved?

Dick looked up.

Orm, the lord of the sea, the former king of Atlantis, was sitting in front of him with an indifferent expression, as if killing the clown was as simple as pinching a sea shrimp to him.

Dick didn't doubt that he could do it.

Damian looked up at his brother, expressionless.

He has just returned to Wayne's house from the League of Assassins, not to mention the same three views as his father and brother, even if it is still very far away from the routine!For him, killing the clown would only applaud him out of respect and love for his father!

Aum sat upright opposite Dick, tapping his fingers on the table rhythmically, waiting for Dick's answer.

The perfectly beautiful fish fillets that Dick had cut on the plate had oxidized in the air and gradually lost their luster and taste.

"No." Dick shook his head slowly.

Aum raised his eyebrows. This was the second time today that Dick surprised him.

It seemed that Aum's surprise could be fully guessed.

Dick smiled, speaking slowly, as if he was thinking about how to word it, and said, "There is no death penalty in Gotham. And we, because our power is far superior to ordinary people, can't cross the bottom line of the law without authorization."

Aum shook his head disapprovingly, "Perhaps, this is the reason why the crime rate in Gotham is so high."

"Can't you say that? To be fair, Atlantis is not without crimes."

Arthur tries to save face for his best friend's Gotham City.

Aum ignored his brother's pale pupils and asked Dick, "What is the crime rate in Gotham?"

"Uh... 5%? About?" Dick said uncertainly, "Or 10%? Twenty or thirty percent? Forty or fifty percent? Hey! Why do you ask that—"

Dick grinned and laughed at himself: "If you ask me about the non-crime rate, maybe it's better to count."

"..." Aum couldn't bear to complain anymore.

Sitting quietly at the side, Damian, who ate with his short legs hanging in the air, swallowed the last bite of steak, wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin in an elegant manner, inserted into the unnutritious conversation between the three adults, who hadn't grasped the point so far, and reminded:

"You guys, don't you think, did you forget something?"

"Ok?"

Orm, Arthur, and Yeyi turned their heads at the same time, staring at him with burning eyes.

Damian: "Our current location is the Wayne Hotel."

Dick paused with a small smile.

Damian put down the napkin that wiped the corner of his mouth, and said slowly, "That's right, it's the Wayne Hotel that the clown mentioned a few minutes ago."

"And," Damian raised his short hand and pointed his thumb to the back, "haven't you noticed that the clown has already reached this floor?"

***

Killing the clown is not a difficult proposition to achieve.

In particular, the clown had very bad luck today. He ran into the Lord of the Sea, the King of the Sea, and the two Robin birds of the Bat family almost without warning.

But the problem is that the Ocean Lord can refresh his understanding of the world because of the clown's ugly appearance, "Uglier than monkfish!".

And Dick told him politely, "There is no death penalty in Gotham, so after catching the clown, we will send him back to Arkham Asylum for detention."

Orm therefore refused to make a move.

"I doubt very much that in the middle of the battle, because I was too stimulated, I accidentally shot too hard, and directly killed that——" Aum snorted coldly, "—Mr. Clown!"

But when Aum explained his reasons for refusing to act, the clown, who was caught off guard, reacted quickly and prepared to make trouble, showing a group of hostages strapped to bombs and trembling!

Aum, Arthur, and Dick looked at each other helplessly.

very good!

In a few seconds, the originally advantageous situation was reversed by the clown!

Damian swayed his short legs aside and rolled his eyes silently.

He knows it!It's better to count on the clown to return to Arkham by himself than to count on this group of adults who can't grasp the key points to be reliable!

"Look—what did I see?"

The clown grinned his bright red lips, twisted into a ferocious arc that seemed to be a smile, and his cold eyes fell on Dick, like a gangrene, cold and disgusting.

He giggled twice, and said in a strangely cheerful tone: "Dick—Greyson—the eldest son of the Wayne family, the eldest son of Bruce~baby~, I didn't expect that I would have such an honor, Bury you in your father's hotel.

I don't know—what will your father's expression be when he hears the news? "

Mixed with unabashed malice.

"The voice is uglier than the face!"

When Aum's words fell to the ground, he kicked his brother out with a chair, and the target was the clown!

"If you let me see that green glowing guy again within 5 minutes, I'll shave all your hair and beard!"

Dick and Damian moved in unison to take back the foot they had already stepped on.

Tut tut tut!Unexpectedly, the elegant and noble ocean lord would even be provoked to the point of blowing his hair?

The clown is really amazing!

And, Emmm—the feeling of silently watching...is it good?

Under the threat of his younger brother, "If you can't figure it out, I guarantee that in the next year, there will never be a single hair on your head!", Arthur literally scrambled to kill the clown.

No hair on the head?

It was the most sinister threat Arthur had ever heard in his life!

Raising a younger brother is really not easy!

You have to learn how to cut fish with a knife, and you have to act as a violent thug anytime and anywhere!

In the past, my younger brother was obviously very obedient... What happened recently?Having a bad mood?Then go to a few more places to relax!

Thinking of this, Arthur silently added two more cities to his journey—Metropolis and Central City.

The Joker is indeed worthy of his title of "Gotham's number one lunatic dedicated to Batman against him", and he is quite difficult to deal with.

Especially for Arthur, a superhero who relies more on force and intuition to fight than uses his brain.

Arthur couldn't take down the Joker in 5 minutes, nor in 10 minutes.

What's more, what Arthur faced was the clown who tied the bomb to the hostage and held the remote control device himself!

Arthur was speechless!

He finally knew what the Joker had been fighting Batman for so many years!

shameless!

When the time went to No. 15 minutes, and Arthur was still restrained by a group of hostages tied to bombs controlled by the clown, Aum's endurance finally reached its limit.

He picked up the trident—like the ugly desk in the prison, it was also a gift from his brother. Fortunately for Aum, the trident, a cold weapon with a simple shape, had nothing to do with it. Brother played a bad aesthetic space! ——Throw it suddenly, and accurately hit the clown who is forced by his brother and has nowhere to dodge!

Clang!

The hum of metal crashing echoed under the dome.

The trident penetrated the clown's shoulder blades with great force, bringing him down to the ground, and the tip sank deeply into the floor.

The clown was firmly stuck on the floor by Orm's trident, making it difficult to move.

Aum pursed his lips in satisfaction, stood up gracefully and jumped into the center of the battlefield, stepping on the clown's face impartially.

Such an ugly face is only worthy of touching the soles of his shoes!

And, he's going to buy new shoes later!

Orm pulled out the trident and pressed it against the clown's neck. As long as he added more strength, the clown could fully experience the feeling of blood rushing out of the aorta and drawing bright red patterns on the ground.

"Youlose." Aum said calmly.

"Oh--!"

Damian let out a little exclamation. He looked at the messed-up Aum, who was a face-stomping clown, and Arthur, who was busy helping the hostages disarm the bomb and whose suit was crumpled up. He said with emotion:

"Unexpectedly, Prince Aum is stronger than Sea King!"

Dick shrugged, "It's not difficult to understand, after all, Orm is a prince, the kind who received the highest level of training since he was a child. Moreover, he used to be the king of Orm. Think about it, the king of the sea once said that his brother can kill a single fish A submarine!"

Damian murmured: "But I always thought that people of mixed race are the best...such as me!"

"Huh?" Dick raised his eyebrows, refused to agree, and was on the verge of beating his brother.

What kind of mixed blood is this kid?

Damian said confidently: "Isn't it? The blood of my father and mother is mixed to make me!"

Dick laughed angrily at Brother Xiong.

Who the hell didn't mix the blood of both parents!

Damian: "Of course it's different. I'm from my father's blood. I'm the best Robin! Better than you!"

The author has something to say:

This article summarizes DC and Avengers, and Juanfu will be added later, so the author will first explain the private timeline~

DC time point: The movie version of the Steppenwolf incident is over, Super has been resurrected, and the Justice League has successfully formed a team.The eldest and younger have already flown solo and live in Bludhaven.The clown is still alive, but the tragedy of the two barrels has already happened.The third young master has already started to take over part of Wayne Group's affairs, and Damian has just returned to Wayne's house.

Reunion time point: The Thanos incident has ended, and another article by the author is adopted (cough... little angels, please don't read it! It's written...not good_(:з)∠)_) private setting , Thanos failed to obtain the Infinity Stone, Loki was still running around, and the Avengers had no companions to die, and they could still love each other happily (*/ω＼*).

Because the plot of Shenxia will not be adopted, but Juanfu will enter the home activities of the superheroes, so we will not set the timeline of Shenxia separately~

And, about CP——

Brothers belong to brothers!

Dachao is the loyal dog of the bat family!

The above CP will not be reversed or disassembled~ Meme~