Martin Variety in American Comics

Martin rode his hoof shadow, dragged Bruce and his sports car with a rope, and ran half an hour along the highway, and rushed to Wenen Manor.

Bruce got off at the gate of the manor and he had previously informed Alverd.

The company that sent him a car would send someone to pull the sports car away, after repairing it, and then sent it back to Wayne Manor.

He didn't care about tens of millions of customized sports cars, but cared about Martin.

"Although I was kidding before, I said that I would use your troubles to attract the criminals. But I never thought it would be so outrageous!"

Bruce thought he had met any scenes before, but in front of Martin, his experience was never enough.

Martin was more calm than Brous. On the way, he had already pondered a approximate, waved his hand and said:

"Ann, it is estimated that there is a halo on me, which will make me more likely to encounter a crime, and let those active approach to me."

"Does this mean that you will be more likely to encounter danger?"

Bruce's first reaction is to care about Martin: "Especially your strength today is weak. In this case, if you are surrounded by criminals, there will be a problem."

"Put your heart in your stomach, I have encountered this situation."

Martin also got out of the car, and the hoof shadow turned into a steel horse, following him.

The most typical representative of this mysterious thing is a primary school student.

But the effect of Martin's halo is stronger and stronger than the elementary school students.

The drum washing machine will only encounter a separate murder case, as well as time and opportunity to slowly solve the problem for him.

Gotham's cases are often extreme violence. Those criminals will not talk about ingenuity. If they say nothing, they are low -level.

"Fortunately, these aura will not be close to the attached. As long as I don't have denied the power of the aura as in the morning, the number of violent cases will slowly fall."

Martin appease Bruce's worry with his experience.

Although Bruce was doubtful, he knew too little about Martin's secret, and he could only temporarily.

What Martin had never said is that although his body returned to the state of seven years old, a few things he got after coming to this world did not disappear.

For example, hoof shadow, such as the knowledge of the wizard, and the ancestral contract with the Aboriginal people in the Americas.

"By the way, I promised that the Flash Man will introduce him and you."

Before walking into the gate of the estate, Martin suddenly thought of it.

Bruce's eyebrows were picky and asked in surprise: "Which superhero flashman in the central city activity?"

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Martin introduced Barry's situation in detail: "Barry is a very simple person, and treats you a knight who insisted on fighting in the dark as an idol."

"I have the opportunity to introduce you to the two of you."

"Why bother you? I can see that kid myself."

Batman said that Martin did not have to make a bridge in the middle.

Martin shook his head: "Harrison Wales, director of the Central City Branch of the Star Laboratory, is a high -speed person from the future. When you rush to see him, it is likely to anger that speed."

"Although the speed person can't have any impact on you itself, it can start with the people around you."

Bruce is full of question marks, he has not yet exposed to supermodels such as supermodels.

Clark is not counted.

He is stupid and sweet, and he can see the bottom at a glance. Even the horrible power is very easy to control.

"I cursed that guy. The faster he ran, the faster he died. It would not be long, and the fake Wales would lose it in Barry."

Martin told these things according to the truth, Bruce is of course trusted.

"If you must meet Barry, I can arrange a magic meeting for you to ensure that the fake Wales cannot be discovered."

Bruce shook his head gently: "Since you have been preparing, I will not interfere with your plan."

"It's just this world, so many superhuman humans suddenly make me feel old."

"Your old people are all forty, it's a strange thing for not being old!"

Martin turned his eyes and voiced, and then said, "If you want to extend your life, there are many ways here. Whether it is magical or technology, it is all available."

Bruce shook his head decisively: "If you don't feel trouble, when I die one day, I will ask me again. I will definitely agree."

"Are you still picking it?"

Martin was not used to the problem of this guy, and pushed the door and walked in.

Bruce is now excluding superpowers because his enemies are not strong enough.

When the enemy of the starry sky comes in the future, he himself will start pondering how to give himself intensity.

The two doors opened the door and walked into the main hall. Alverd was taking a group of maids to prepare for the banquet at night.

"When did you have this hobby?"

Martin looked at the maid of the house and shook his head straight at Bruce.

"You have fallen, Bruce! It was addicted to women, which really hurt me!"

Martin shook his head with his chest, and Bruce shook his head helplessly: "There is a little play there. So a big banquet, don't find a professional team outside, how can it be done by Alfred."

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Although many people don't believe it, the fact is that, apart from the workers who regularly clean and maintain the manor landscape, there is only one servant, Alfred, in this huge and ancient building.

One reason is to ensure that Batman's secrets are not discovered by others.

The second reason is that after Bruce himself went through a family upheaval in his childhood and ten years of study, he has become accustomed to a quiet environment with a few people.

"Look who this is?"

"A seven-year-old boy, my father adopted another unknown boy from outside."

"It's really great!"

Before Martin had time to say hello to Alfred, he heard a weird voice coming from above his head.

He looked up and saw a boy of eleven or twelve years old, with short black hair, eyes and looks similar to Bruce.

"Is this your son?"

As expected of Mi Aotian, the boy stood on the stairs, his hands folded in front of his chest, his chin slightly raised, looking down at everyone in the room, as if he was going to criticize everything.

Bruce shook his head helplessly and said to Martin: "Thank you for keeping this child."

"Ah?"

Martin was stunned, and tried hard to recall, and found a little fragment about Damian from the corner of his memory.

"This child is cruel and ruthless, and he always talks about killing. You just kept him like this?"

"You misunderstood, Master Martin."

Alfred easily defended: "Damian's master has never killed anyone. Although Lars al Ghul is a crazy pervert, he did not let Master Damian's hands be stained with blood."

"Hey, Alfred, although you are a good person, I still don't allow you to insult my grandfather!"

Damian shouted unhappily, pressed his hands and jumped down to disrupt the party.

He didn't like Wayne Manor, and he didn't like his father, the Dark Knight, who was called "unique" by his mother and grandfather.

So he deliberately destroyed and disrupted and refused to cooperate, just to go back to the Assassin's League and find his grandfather and mother.

But as soon as he jumped down, he was easily caught by Bruce, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape Bruce's big hand.

"Go back to your room, and don't try to let me send you back to the Assassin's League in this way!"

Bruce gave a very stern order.

Damian snorted coldly and returned to the room with dissatisfaction and new ideas.

Martin looked at Damian's back and always felt that something was forgotten.

Three more!

Who can guess what was forgotten?