The devil in the United States and the universe

At this moment in the restaurant, Catwoman Serena didn't even change out of her uniform. She was walking around irritably. Every time she saw Damian standing next to the table wearing a samurai uniform with a cold face, she cracked her whip. Sound.

Several people who were sitting next to her stood up and sat two meters away from her. Barbara Gordon was very courageous. Looking at Catwoman Serena's whip-swinging style, she felt that it was so cool. Every time Serena cracked the whip, she clapped her hands and shouted "Hello", like a little fangirl.

Although Dick was sitting next to her, his eyes were looking at the naughty boy Damian from time to time, with a hesitant look on his face, as if he was wondering whether it was more important to have a girl or to see the naughty boy.

Malcolm drank coffee leisurely, and his face that was originally gloomy from time to time was now turning playfully on Damian. He had been curious about Thalia's child for a long time.

Only Katana sat alone in the corner, silently cleaning his sword, muttering to himself from time to time, turning a blind eye to the excitement in the restaurant.

What a show

Seeing Miles walking out from the side, Catwoman Serena stopped shaking her whip, strode up to Miles, and asked hesitantly: "How is he?"

Miles saw that the originally generous and straightforward Catwoman Serena became a little shy, and lost the intention of teasing, and said: "Don't worry, I have treated him now, and he is still awake upstairs. .”

Catwoman Serena nodded to him as a thank you, then snorted to Thalia who was following Miles, and went directly to see Bruce.

She didn't know how to offend this angry woman, but as a woman's instinct, she could still feel the hostility coming from her. Thalia looked at Catwoman's swiftly passing figure in confusion, thoughtfully.

"This way" Dick stretched out his hand and waved to Miles, motioning for him to sit over.

Miles was not polite when he heard this, walked over and asked: "What are you doing?"

Dick first asked about Bruce's injury. After hearing that he would be fine, he said to Miles in a cowardly manner: "This is the kid you were talking about."

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"But you didn't say he was that old."

"I forgot to mention it. Why are you so curious?"

Dick shuddered and said: "I'm curious how long this kid can last under Batman's training in the future. You don't know how I got here. I think when I was so young, he dragged me to the street to give him Being an assistant involves high-intensity strenuous activities like fighting criminals every night, and injuries are commonplace. I just couldn't stand it anymore, so I went to college."

Miles glanced at his best friend sympathetically. He had been in dire straits since he was a child.

"How long do you think he can last with my intensity?" Dick asked unwillingly.

"I don't know, but I shouldn't be any worse than you," Miles stood up and reached out to take the paper and pen he asked Alfred for, while replying to Dick.

"Are you sure I didn't see it?"

Miles held the pen, thinking about Bruce's current physical symptoms, and then began to write the prescription based on the medicinal properties and pharmacological compatibility. While replying to Dick casually, he said: "You don't even know whose son he is, there are three. Just like his father."

Dick glanced at Damian, who had a face similar to Bruce's, and nodded in agreement with Miles's idea.He said: "Then I'm starting to look forward to it. Do you think I should add some ingredients to him? I'll let this little devil have a taste of the suffering I experienced back then, so that he can know what love from a brother is."

Miles was writing the key part. He waved his hand to interrupt Dick's thoughts and told him to stay aside so as not to interrupt his own thoughts.

Dick was not annoyed, just like in college, he continued to come over and continued to talk in front of Miles about how he would deal with this little guy in the future.

As a result, the voice was accidentally louder, and Damian, who had always kept a cold face and pretended to be cool, heard him.

With a sullen face, he walked up to the excited Dick and said coldly: "Why, do you feel excited about beating me? I can beat three of you for a scum like you."

Dick looked at Damian's provocative little face and felt it was a bit cute. He straightened up and planned to touch his head. Unexpectedly, Damian directly grabbed his hand and pushed him. He was completely unprepared and bumped into a table. , fell to the ground.

Miles, who was engrossed in writing the prescription, was startled and hurriedly stood up with a pen and paper to avoid being implicated in the fate of falling down.

"You're a weakling," Damian taunted Dick, who was lying on the ground.

We haven't seen this kid for a few days, but his taunting skills are getting better and better. Miles glanced at Damian and thought to himself.

"You can do it, kid. Let's go out and practice with me." Dick was a little angry. He was let go by a child so casually in front of everyone. This was too shameless.

Damian was so cool that he walked out of the restaurant without saying a word. Thalia, who was standing at the door, stretched out her hand twice to hold him, but neither came.

Then he walked to the open space next to the flower bed and made a provocative gesture to Dick who was following him.

Malcolm, who had been standing by as a spectator, now walked out with coffee in his hands with great interest.Alfred, who originally wanted to serve them food, stopped entering the kitchen and followed Malcolm.

When Miles saw that the restaurant was empty, and then looked at the half-written prescription on his hand, he suddenly wanted to go to the theater. Batman had been waiting for a few days without taking any medicine, so he could wait a little longer. He missed the exciting part and walked out with a pen and paper.

Then I saw Dick playing fistfight with Damian, and the two of them were going back and forth in a lively manner.

Miles soon discovered that despite Damian's young age, his martial arts skills were already very mature. He had all kinds of moves at his fingertips. His small fists were swung vigorously, and he occasionally used the flower bed environment to pull him away. It's difficult to trip Dick's offense, and take advantage of his low height to attack Dick's lower three lanes. How effective are the various moves?

On the other hand, Dick was a little timid. First, he didn't dare to hit the vital points, and second, he didn't dare to use too much force.Miles understood him somewhat. After all, this was Batman's son, his biological son. If he was injured, how could he let the father and son get together in the hospital bed?

After the two were in a stalemate for a while, Dick, who gradually figured out Damian's tricks, rolled his eyes and played a careful trick, revealing a flaw to lure Damian into taking the bait.

Damian, who was eager to win, rushed towards the flaw without even thinking about it. He thought he was going to win, with an excited smile on his face.

Unfortunately, he didn't expect that this was Dick's trap. After Dick ducked out of the way, he was grabbed by the back collar and picked up.With his face flushed, Damian bared his teeth and asked Dick to put him down.

Alfred looked at Damian struggling in Dick's hand, frowned and said, "This young master is a little lively. I don't know if an old man like me can take care of him in the future."