[Comprehensive British and American] No.1 grid

"So, you are Bruce's biological son, Damian Wayne?"

"And you're the son of Superman, Joe Kent?"

After tearing Damian off her body, Aerys had the time to take a good look at the two uninvited guests.

The guy who claimed to be Bruce's son and his younger brother had the same black hair and blue eyes, but she glanced at Joe, who was sitting quietly on the sofa obediently, and couldn't help it. guilty of muttering.

Joe seemed to notice her gaze, and responded with a slightly dimpled smile.

So why does Superman's son have such standard Bat-family traits?

Connecting Bruce and Mr. Kent's discord in various senses, can the sons of the two get along well?

The suspicion in his heart was not dispelled at all, considering the harmlessness and friendliness shown by the two of them, Iris still chose to pour them two glasses of juice.

Watching her back towards the kitchen, Damian, who was sitting on the sofa, raised an eyebrow at Joe, with a confident smile on his lips.

As long as he can be given a chance to speak, it's only a matter of time before he can deal with the sister who treats him best at home.

Rejecting that she still had time to get a random fruit plate for the two guys, Iris felt a lightness in the hand holding the tray, and looked up to see Joe, who had not spoken much, helped her take the tray, and the two glasses of drinks on it It was placed firmly on the coffee table.

"So, I'm all ears?"

Seeing Iris make such a gesture, Damian, who was full of confidence, suddenly paused. Under the suspicious gazes of the girl and Joe, he seemed a little irritable.

So do you want to say such a shameful thing as soon as you meet?

Seeing that Joe beside him was still looking at him with a cute face, Damian couldn't help getting angry.

In such an embarrassing state, this guy is at the top of the list, and now he still has an innocent expression?

Speaking of the story, it may go back to eight or nine years later.

Well, there is nothing wrong with this statement.

Damian Wayne, Robin of the fourth generation of Batman, even as Bruce's biological son, he always felt that his position in this family seemed a bit confusing.

After Bruce refused his request to follow the night patrol as usual, Damian, who ran away with his awkward father every day in anger, took advantage of the housekeeper's inattention, and pulled out his beloved small motorcycle from the garage.

The suffocation in his stomach seemed to turn into fuel for the power of the motorcycle, which made the citizens of Gotham curse the boy who rode the motorcycle at night all night, but Damian just let out a casual look when he heard these voices With a sneer, he flicked his wrist and increased the horsepower output.

In this way, he drove across the entire Gotham to the metropolis, and he came to his companion's house.

Climbing the tree and opening the window with ease, Damian looked at Joe who had been sitting by the bed early, and didn't know what to say to him.

Lying on the back of Joe's chair, he listlessly persuaded the good baby who had finished washing and was about to go to bed.

Obviously, with such a powerful ability, Joe never intends to do some big business that shocks the adults, but chooses to continue to be a good boy in the eyes of his parents and a good student in the eyes of his teachers.

Anxiously thinking of those tutors that Bruce hired for him, Damian made a sullen face, and instantly made a decision not to go home tomorrow.

"Joe—what's going on in your room?" There were footsteps outside the door that changed from dull and vague to clear, and the footsteps stopped at his own door.Louise opened the door of Joe's room, and was surprised to find that her boy was holding down the quilt tightly, as if he was about to turn off the light and go to sleep.

"Well, okay then, good night?" Blinking, she couldn't find anything unusual, she straightened Joe's messy pajamas, stroked his smooth black hair, and bowed her head lovingly to Joe. Goodnight kiss.

The boy moved his body impatiently, and his nasal whisper seemed to be a whisper from sleepiness.

"Good night, Mom!"

Waiting patiently until the door of his partner's room was closed, suppressing his breath, Damian jumped out of the quilt after waiting for a long time, and sat on Joe's waist in a suppressed manner.

"Oh! Come down quickly!" Looking helplessly at her partner, Joe couldn't help but wonder who was the younger one.

Just now, this stinky boy was still scratching his itchy flesh viciously, almost my mother would find him.

"Huh? Then you put on your clothes and let's go!" Narrowing his eyes, Damian raised the corners of his mouth in disbelief, and his wicked smile made Joe feel a little uneasy, "Tsk, otherwise——you can't do it in the future." want my help."

"Like funding."

How can one sentence hurt a person?

Anyway, Joe, who was wearing his own ripped jeans, said that his heart would break when he heard this sentence.

"So you've set a goal for our actions tonight?"

Sitting on the backseat of the motorcycle, Joe wrapped his arms around his waist anxiously. Sure enough, the sudden acceleration in the next second made him blinded by the sudden wind speed.

"Of course, when have I lied to you?" Feeling the strength from his waist, Damian smirked and adjusted the speed of the motorcycle to an unprecedented level.

"Today we have some ingenious tasks, such as sneaking into this dinner party." Sneakily put down a few guard dogs, the two groped around the corner and listened carefully to the movement inside.

"It is said that there are often religious ceremonies secretly held in this building. Batman has been suspicious for a long time, but he didn't do it." Damian made full use of his senses, sniffing the fragrance coming from the house, He frowned disgustedly.

"So you stole Mr. Batman's information again, didn't you?" Joe was no longer surprised by this, and he jumped onto the roof with just a light leap, crawling on the bricks and tiles under the night without being caught. People found that it was very easy and simple for him.

"Then when shall we go in?" He devoted part of his mind to looking after his companion who was still hiding in the corner, and looked at the patrolling personnel walking in this direction, feeling secretly anxious.

"Behind you—"

There was a slight buzzing sound, and the electric current of the small detector released by Damian knocked down the innocent security guard at the corner.

After dragging him effortlessly to a blind corner of the bushes, looking at the holographic map displayed on the wristband, Damian beckoned to Joe.

"Tsk, let's go kid."

And every time he sees this situation, Joe always bitterly tells himself not to think about how much his partner's equipment is worth to him.

Even his uniform is tattered, so he can only comfort him with super powers that Damian cannot duplicate.

Sure enough, under the cover of the banquet, these believers were discussing some religious ceremony together.

Simply putting on white robes, the two people in the choir paid attention to the surrounding situation, and the occasional broken words made them very confused.

Pieces of Eden?What is that?It sounds quite lofty, but in the discussion of this group of people, there is no specific use of these things.

Listening to their secretive words, Damian decided impatiently that it would be more convenient to use violence to obtain the desired information.

"Be vigilant! There may have been assassins mixed into the crowd!"

Qiao secretly said something bad, maybe Damian didn't strike hard enough, the patrol security guard who should have been lying in the field rubbed his head, and rushed straight into the hall bluffing.

Very well, his direct reminder did cause a lot of inconvenience to the two of them.

"Assassin?" Damian repeated the word, and the subtle ailments were forgotten by him. Since he became the fourth-generation Robin, he has not made any contact with the group of people in the League of Assassins.

It may hurt to say that even though his mother gave him life and the ability to live in this body, it was Bruce who gave and taught him the meaning of living in this world.

"Damian?" Joe, who had already rushed to the end of the corridor, couldn't help but call out his partner's name. Feeling a strange fluctuation, he hurried away from the nearby window.

Sure enough, in the next second, the sound of glass shattering caused troublesome bodyguards to pour in from all directions.

"It seems that we are not the only ones planning to attack these guys tonight?"

The broken window caused the cold wind to pour in continuously, but under the vigilant eyes of the two, no one came in from outside the window.

Damian complained loudly about the unreliability of the other group that might exist, and Joe followed him closely, worried that he would separate if he missed the two.

However, in fact, they were indeed isolated on both sides due to some irresistible factors.

"...is this magic?"

Joe stroked the barrier that separated the two people's passages, tried it with brute force and heat vision, but found that his powerful weapon that should be easy to use unexpectedly failed on this thing.

Well, now is not the time to think about it, he should find another way to find Damian.

Having penetrated directly through the ceiling, he stepped onto the roof again.

"The weapons room?"

The situation here is relatively easy, the barrier separates Joe and himself, but the enemy has no way to pass this distance.

So Damian still had time to spare, looking at the movements in each room in his spare time.

When he accidentally found a hidden secret door in a room, the high-tech equipment allowed him to step into the room that the Templars had collected for thousands of years without any effort.

"Why are they all such backward cold weapons..." Damian glanced dismissively at all kinds of long swords and rapiers, and Damian's eyes stopped in a glass cabinet.

The retro-style sleeves, which were one size smaller than those in other cabinets, successfully aroused his interest.

Maybe I can just wear it myself?With such a mood in mind, Damian deftly walked around the mechanism and took it out. The heavy metal sleeve was an acceptable weight to put on, and the soft leather inside would not affect his movements.

Just as he was thinking this, Damian's little finger touched a mechanism.

The metal cold blade was radiant with chill, and Damian had never seen the weapon protruding from the heel of his palm. He played with this new toy curiously, whether it was the sharpness of the blade or the He loves the flexible setting parts.

With sharp eyes, he caught a glimpse of the curlicue signature at the bottom of the blade.

At this moment, the security guard who broke in by mistake found his trace. The man's eyes were fixed on his wrist, and then he spat out a word viciously.

"Assassin!"

"Well, although I don't know what you misunderstood, it's better for you to faint now."

The thrown bat dart was caught by the man, and before he could be satisfied, Damian's method, which was deeply learned from Batman, caused a suspicious and pungent gas to be ejected from the small piece of dart.

"Okay, Joe? Where are you?" Damian suddenly took out the communicator on his finger. While humming, Damian began to contact his long-forgotten partner along the way.

"Thank God, Damian, you finally got through the call." Joe on the other end heaved a sigh of relief, then turned to the man behind him, and gave him a headset of his communication equipment.

"I met Mr. Strange, he also came for this strange organization."

"Did you meet someone else?" Hearing what happened to Joe, Damian frowned, and said in a bad tone, "How could you believe in such an unknown person so quickly?"

"It's not sir, it's the doctor." The deep voice joined their communication, and Damian was very upset when he was interrupted, "I think you should have heard of me, I'm from the Avengers. "

"I'm sorry, no, Mr. Strange." Through an instrument, Joe could vividly depict the boy's angry frown.

"Uh, Damian, this matter has a lot to do with it. If there is a big trouble, sister Iris may have to come forward to resolve some matters."

He reluctantly persuaded, and under Joe's efforts, Damian finally gave a cold snort of agreement.

"So, this 'Piece of Eden' they are talking about is your Eye of Agamotto?"

The necklace brought back by Doctor Strange hung securely on his chest, Joe tiptoed in front of him, and even Damian couldn't help taking a sneak peek with a cold face.

"Yes, they have been coveting it for a long time, and in a previous negligence, they actually installed eyeliner in the London Temple."

Doctor Strange, who had retrieved the Time Stone, also breathed a sigh of relief, and responded with great interest to this little friend who had helped him a lot.

"Tsk, can you lose something so important as you said?" Damian walked towards the door without looking back, and Joe scratched his hair with his casual venomous tongue.

In less than a second, he felt a gust of wind coming from his side, followed by a familiar touch.

Joe was standing beside him and holding his hand, tilting his head to look at him with an innocent expression of flattery.

Well, today's action is not considered a failure. Thinking of it this way, Damian's mood immediately disappeared from the previous unhappiness and irritability.

"Good dream, doctor?" Seeing his partner walking quickly, Joe didn't even have time to turn around, so he waved to Doctor Strange to say good night.

The bishop woke up faintly from the dizziness, and what he saw was such a mess, and the sacred object that had been retrieved with great difficulty fell into the hands of others again.

Crazy red light came out of his eyes immediately, desperately he tore off the cross on his neck, and inserted it into a mechanism on the floor, as if he had activated a switch.

"So, you were transported to this era by the energy suddenly excited by the time gem?"

Iris couldn't help laughing at the way the two children glared at me and at you.

She actually believed Damian's words. After all, except for the members of the Bat family, who could understand Bruce's little habits so well?

And Joe's unique ability is also the fighting style revealed by Superman.

"Then why didn't you go to Bruce to make it clear, but you came to me?" Iris looked at the two people in a panic, and was a little puzzled for a while, "It should be only with the help of Batman that we can better study you back. way?"

Fortunately, Little Superman, looking at his calm face, whether he has equipment or not makes no difference to Joe.

On the contrary, Damian, who had lost all his equipment except for the wristband that was buckled around his wrist, must have been very uncomfortable without a decent weapon by his side.

Tsk, as expected of Bruce's son, he always has the same expression when he is trying to be brave.

"...Bruce and I were in a state of dislike in the early days." Damian curled his lips, turned his head away, and his stern face looked like a spoiled child to the girl.

"I'm afraid he thinks I'm annoying, what if one accidentally shoots me on the wall?"

"..." Iris and Joe looked at each other, feeling a little speechless for a while.

For this reason, they give full marks.

The author has something to say: get√

[Bold reminder! ! !Look here, little angels! ! ! 】

The little angels left a message yesterday saying that the rice was a bit broken, I didn’t make it clear orz

1. The Damian here is from the future. Due to the accident of the time gem, I have come to this era, so I wrote it according to the rice who can understand the master and guard each other's back with the master, not the one who was very bearish at the beginning one!

2. As for Joe, after watching supersons, he came up with the idea of ​​adding two characters, and this publication has few official books, so I will let it go freely, if the characters collapse in the future. . .The Butterfly Effect of the same person, the stupid author is not strong enough qaq

3. I can say that with the current rice, in the future family, the elder and younger will fly solo, but there will still be Yimei, Er Tong and Tim, not only the master and rice!

Therefore, Rice's personality will be more gentle, but he is still a hottie!

And in my setting, he is a sister-con, and I don't accept any refutation on this point!