"Hmm..." Tony walked around the empty room a few times, looking at the tied up man and boy in amazement, "They look exactly the same." He commented in surprise.

Carl nodded approvingly.

No wonder Tony compared back and forth, the boy looked exactly like the real Bruce Jr., but at the same time, the boy was carved out of the same mold as the man bound by the iron ring.

For a while, this logical relationship really made people curious.

"Well... Anyway, let's put them down first." Carl said with a decision.

He already recognized that the handsome black-haired man was Bruce Wayne, the real Batman.

The reason why the tied trumpet 'Bruce' looks exactly the same as the little Bruce brought back by Carl today is because he is Batman's biological son, Damian.

Karl is not familiar with the various chaotic DC timelines. At most, he knows some major events that everyone is familiar with. For a while, he didn't understand what the plot is now.

—How did Batman get caught?He even brought his own son together, and both father and son made such a miserable situation?

But Karl has always had one advantage: he won't keep thinking about things that he can't figure out.

Anyway, he has adopted Bruce Jr. in reality, so he must be on Batman's side.No matter what the plot is now, it is right to help Batman leave first.

"Tony, help me." Carl couldn't help saying aloud, he took a few steps towards the wall, looking at Batman bound by the iron ring, a little helpless.

"You overestimate me, Dad." Tony muttered, scratching his hair roots with a headache, walked to the computer in the middle of the room, and complained, "Even if I'm a genius, I still have to have a learning process."

The four iron rings that bound Batman are connected to the circular device on the wall behind him, which looks very sci-fi, and it's not just for looks.Batman's temples and body are covered with some thin circular patches, which are connected to those devices with various complicated lines, and finally the data is collected on the computer in the middle of the room.

From this point of view, it seems that it is a high-tech course related to the mind and brain. If you force it down, something may happen. Carl has never been involved with these, and he dare not take risks casually.If you want to save Batman, you can only count on Tony.

The problem is - Tony didn't learn that either!

The father and son looked at each other, distressed in their eyes for a moment.

"Let me save Damian first." Carl turned from kindness to the boy who was hung upside down.

"Damian? Did you recognize their identities? Who are these?" Tony complained, but sat down in front of the computer with stiff hair and looked at the dazzling pile of data. Hearing this, he raised his head and asked with interest.

"That's Bruce, the adult version. This is his son Damian, I guess the kid is ten years old at most." Carl pointed to the man and the boy respectively.

He didn't affect the movement of his hands when he spoke, but Karl had never touched a full-body restraint/binding suit that restricted the movement of a mental patient before, and it took a lot of time to awkwardly put the boy down and loosen the restraint/binding.

Finally, the brown-haired young man carefully held the boy in his arms, and sighed softly: "Look, he really looks exactly like Bruce, whether it's hair, facial lines, or traces of exercise on his body...Dami Ann has become Robin with Batman at such a young age, which is unimaginable in our world."

"Yeah, a minor, what does he think? You have to teach Bruce about this when you go back, and you can't keep bad habits." Tony muttered casually, typing quickly on the keyboard with both hands without giving up, making a crackling sound , He paused, then thought of something again, his caramel-colored eyes shone with joy, and deliberately teased Carl with a rising tone: "That's right! This kid—does he have to call you Grandpa when he wakes up?"

"—Tony!" Carl almost choked on the sudden words and coughed. He didn't want to wake up Damian in his arms, so he could only call his name in a low voice, and glanced at Tony in disapproval.

"Okay, ok, I won't say it, although it is the truth." Tony saw his father's face flushed, and he was a little bit unstoppable by the teasing. Fighting with something like astronomical symbols in the computer.

Who told him that it was my father, I should save face or save face!

"Okay... I'm Tony, the smartest one in the family, this can't be difficult for me, I just need some time to understand. Look at these parameters, they are regular..." Tony said to himself Muttering, being aroused to be competitive.

Carl was already holding Damian in his arms, standing in front of Batman and waiting quietly.Facing adult adopted sons without clothes (especially the new cubs who have just adopted and haven't cultivated much affection), Carl feels awkward and weird everywhere.

——This adult Bruce is older than him!

It's not that he doesn't want to put on a dress for Big Bruce, but Bruce can't wear it with the tied up look!

It was said that the two of them came to the new dungeon world, but in fact, only a few minutes passed.Carl suddenly turned his head, and when he heard something, his expression changed slightly. He walked over and put Damian next to the chair Tony was sitting on first, and told Tony: "Someone is coming, I will block them, you hurry up and save them." Bruce."

"Hmm." Tony was self-aware of himself, especially when he didn't wear a battle armor, his combat effectiveness tended to be low.Although Tony is also worried about Carl's safety, at least his father knows some magic, so it should be enough to protect himself.

The young man with dark brown curly hair didn't even lift his eyelids, he didn't want to see who broke in from behind the knocked open door, but just speeded up the cracking action in his hand.

Carl gave Tony an approval mixed with a proud smile back.

Even Tony in his youth, his level of knowledge and genius is beyond the reach of ordinary people!Especially when encountering difficulties, Tony will burst out with more potential when stimulated, reaching the point of being amazing.

"Two little mice?" A group of people who rushed into the door aggressively was led by a glamorous woman. She was wearing a full-body black tights that was convenient for fighting, and she stretched out beautiful body curves. God seemed to love her very much. This woman Every part of the body looks just right.

The woman's cold green eyes turned and looked over, seemingly indifferently scanning Carl and Tony in front of the computer, and finally stayed on the rescued Damian for several seconds.

She turned her head and stared at the companion who came in beside her, her indifferent eyes pierced like two sharp swords - it was a tall, bear-like man with a mask on his face.

"Why is he here?" The woman seemed to have seen something she didn't want to see, and asked with dissatisfaction and a hint of anger in her tone.

"Mother." The tall man made a low voice, as if he had done something wrong, the voice buzzed in his chest.

"Thalia, I didn't want to do it, he forced me..." The thin companion on the other side of the woman hurriedly shirked responsibility.

"... Hiss." Carl took a breath of cold air gently.

Although he didn't know which incident it was this time, he could recognize the famous person. The woman headed by the three was Thalia. Isn't she Damian's biological mother and one of Batman's old friends?

The thin man next to him wore a strange-shaped hat, like a brain wave device or something. Karl immediately matched him with DC's super villain "Mad Hatter".

As for the other bear-like masked man, he called Talia his mother, but besides Damian, where did Talia get other children?

These thoughts flashed through Karl's mind quickly, and he still took two steps forward firmly, covering Talia's cold gaze at Damian.

No matter how you look at it, Talia is both good and evil. Her father, Lars al-Ghul, is a ninja master who has always been committed to fighting Batman.She may have had an affair with Batman, but now she is mixed with a villain who is clearly involved in this matter, and she is in a dominant position in it. I don't know what bad idea she is playing this time.

——Carl just needs to know that these three people are together, probably want to do something to Batman, and he needs to defeat them is enough.

Just when Carl was thinking so much, he sneaked a glance at Tony. The dark brown curly-haired young man was still concentrating on typing on the keyboard without blinking his eyelids.

And those three were already arguing—or rather, the man as strong as a bear was arguing with Thalia, and there was no need for Karl to stall for time.

They obviously didn't take Carl and Tony to heart either.

"Mother! I want to be like him too. Do you know what it's like to have no memory? I have no value in existence! I was just cloned!"

The tall man's voice rumbled. He suppressed his anger and grievance and pointed at Damian. He suddenly knelt down in front of the woman obediently, hugged her leg, and there was a sob in his voice, "Mother... I want to be normal too. I love you, understand you, stand with you, and complete your career..."

"That's right." Thalia's indifferent eyebrows and eyes suddenly eased a lot. She lowered her eyes, raised a hand to gently caress the tall man's generous back, her voice became softer, and she repeated, "Yes, Then...let's deal with the rats first."

Even though the man was so tall and strong, no one doubted that his muscles contained huge strength, but his posture kneeling in front of Talia was so humble and docile.When he heard these words, the face of the tall man became cold and hard again. He turned around and stood up. Looking over, the extremely strong aura on his body suddenly grabbed Karl.

The author has something to say: Batman: ...disconnected and pretended to be unconscious.

Damian: ... secretly peeping.

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