[Comprehensive British and American] Gotham Nightingale

Under the gloomy gargoyle sculpture.

The owls that belonged exclusively to the night were hovering in the night sky. They were already excited, with their golden eyes open, overlooking Gotham in the sky, spreading their powerful wings, and slicing through the fragments of the wind.

The hoarse cry of the owl had dissipated into the wind.

A male figure with dark tones quietly climbed up the tall buildings full of gargoyles.

He has thick short black hair, and under the black mask that only covers the eyes is the angular face of a young man.

There is a little bit of cyan stubble protruding from his chin, which makes his outline more handsome. With the tight black battle suit and the black double sticks intertwined on the back, he has the temperament of a heroic prodigal son.

The hangover gangster came out of the alley, touched the gun in his pocket, looked around, and planned to take advantage of the atmosphere to grab some meat money.

When he raised his head with drunken eyes, most of the alcohol was scared away: "...Fuck, Nightwing!"

On the tall building, the former Robin of Batman, and now Nightwing who has been flying solo in Bludhaven for many years - Dick Grayson - stood up.

The blue bird-shaped pattern on the chest of the uniform showed the youth's identity, which made the gangster with the gun run away, cursing in his heart why Nightwing, who had left Gotham a long time ago, came back.

Before he could finish his babble, a sharp throwing knife shot down from mid-air, easily cutting through the back of his hand, and then turned at a strange angle, nailing the gun that fell from his hand to the ground.

The gangster had expected this ending long ago, clutching his bleeding palm, he ran away from where he came and went without looking back.

The alarmed curses of other gangsters could be faintly heard in the alley.

"Hey...Gotham."

Every time he returned to his old hometown, Nightwing would sigh at the chaos that was everywhere.

He is an orphan. For him in Gotham today, only Batman, who is always twisted, and Alfred, who can make the best cookies in the world, can make him miss him.

But he didn't come back tonight to see Bruce or Alfred.

He was a vigilante in Bludhaven, a city not as dark as Gotham, but in some ways, not much better.

Just like he just broke through a base involving the Mutant Manufacturing Plan (MMP) over there, the person in charge of the base dragged his family and hid in Gotham.

He is here for this.

Ye Yi, who is proficient in many languages, including Chinese, read the name of this shit organization, following MMP in his heart.

Okay, no need to alarm Bruce, he believes he can handle it.

Ok.

……

Get fucked!

Following the signal transmitter hidden on the body of a certain base thug, Ye Yi touched the place where he finally stopped, and the road on the way became more and more familiar...

Isn't this the castle under Brussi's name that is most often used to portray the image of the playboy idle rich second generation? ? ?

After agreeing to fly solo, I finally returned to the embrace of my old father...

It is entirely conceivable that Dicky Bird, with Bruce's sneer expression, shed tears of rebellious youth in the brightly lit darkness.

The people he was following sneaked into the banquet and didn't know what to do. He was thinking about whether to change clothes and sneak in too, when he heard the faint sounds of fighting and panting from the distant woods.

...and the smell of blood in the air.

???

Although he knew that the situation was indeed urgent, he still couldn't hold back his thoughts.

After weighing the balance, Ye Yi decisively sent the source of the signal transmitter and receiver together with the news he knew to the Batcave, turned around and rushed towards the existing crisis.

Anyway, there is Ah Fu in the Batcave, and there is Batman in the banquet anyway, so when should we wait?

And when he solves the "Gentlemen's Showdown" in the woods, he can take two men who can't think about committing suicide in the woods at night, and come back to deal with MMP...

Right?

Grabbing the little blond police inspector who was dodging in a panic and with multiple wounds on his body, Dick pulled out his double sticks and "bang" to block the sharp claws of "Blood Race" Ryan.

The piercing sound of metal rubbing against sharp objects sounded, and sparks burst out in the cold air.

"...Nightwing?"

"Nightwing?"

Andrew, who was pulled behind, and Ryan, who was blocked from the attack, spoke almost at the same time.

Ye Yi didn't look back, he was surprised by the strange strength of the attacker.

Looking up, he was facing a pair of strange-colored pupils, one light brown and one sky blue, which looked weird at first glance, as well as the other party's bleeding chin and sharp fangs... The blood was obviously not the blood from biting his own tongue.

Ye Yi, whose personality is rare and lively in the Bat family, couldn't hold back his desire to tell cold jokes:

"Uh... I thought vampires wouldn't get heterochromia?"

The pale-skinned "Blood Race" turned around and landed in the distance after the blow. He had already turned around to leave, but he stopped abruptly when he heard this sentence, and turned his head with an extremely cold expression.

Dick was originally confused by his decisive posture to leave, but when he saw him turn back, he quickly put on a defensive posture.

However, the opponent's expression changed several times, but he didn't make a move after all.

It's just that the forehead was bang bang, and he gritted his teeth and said fiercely:

"...You should be thankful that she didn't let me touch the vigilantes."

……

Who is she?

who is she

This question hovered in Ye Yi's mind for a while, but was temporarily ignored by him.

——Gotham is big or small, as long as there are enough connections, you can always find out the news, especially the monitoring of the Batcave is like a sewer all over Gotham.

——What's more, the traits of the mutant just now are not common.

Ye Yi didn't notice the flash of enlightenment in Andrew's lowered eyes.

He stretched his arms and gestured for a while, but he couldn't find a place to strike on the blond inspector with wounds all over his body.

——Fortunately, those wounds looked numerous and serious, but none of them were actually fatal.

"Uh, can you still go? You have to go to the hospital as soon as possible. This kind of bleeding can be fatal."

Andrew looked up at Ye Yi, who was much younger than he imagined, and nodded: "I can, you go to work first."

The return of the first Robin, who rarely appeared in Gotham in recent years, is obviously not passing by, and of course he did not make a special trip to save people. Andrew guessed that his target was in the castle.

Thinking of this, Andrew reminded: "The security alarm system should be cut off. I just tried many times and couldn't send it out."

Ye Yi's expression suddenly became a little more serious.

After thanking the little inspector, he jumped towards the direction of the castle while connecting to the inside line of the bat.

"Bruce, what's going on with you?"

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Andrew knew that there was no one in the woods, so he didn't call for help. Da Chao didn't catch important words, so he didn't appear. After all, super hearing is not always on.

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