Martin Variety in American Comics

Red Robin!

Martin clapped his hands and remembered this inconspicuous little cutie from the Batman family.

Perhaps because the family is too perfect and incompatible with the atmosphere of bitterness and hatred in the Batman family, Red Robin Tim Drake is always easily overlooked.

This time seems to be the same, because Martin left Damian in advance, and it seems that this poor third-generation Robin disappeared.

Of course, for ordinary people, this is actually a good thing.

The price that the Bat family needs to bear and pay for their work is too deep and too heavy. Several Robins have been unable to take over the mantle of Batman because they could not afford such a price.

When Martin read comics in his previous life, he also felt that the battle for the cape was a fight between several Robins for the glory of Batman.

After getting along with Batman for a long time, he realized that the pain and torture hidden under this name is something that no one can share.

He lost his parents at a young age and suffered from nightmares all day long.

For a mission, he had to stay away from his loved ones to prevent them from getting hurt and bearing loneliness alone.

For more than a decade, he has been tense and ready to fight against the evils of Gotham.

In this sense, Batman or Bruce Wayne is indeed a pure psychopath.

Because he can bear all this pain, and there is no reward for it, and even the person being protected does not know his identity.

In terms of the neoliberal values ​​popular in today's world, he is a pure madman who enjoys self-abuse.

Thinking of this, he poked Bruce with his elbow and whispered to him: "Do you want me to help you discipline this lawless boy?"

"What are you going to do?"

Does Bruce have experience in educating children? Of course, he has, and it's not bad.

Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon and Jason Todd, no matter from which aspect, the three of them are very good people.

Although Dick finally chose to leave, Barbara became an oracle, and Jason is still being held in solitary confinement by Bruce.

But Bruce's responsibility is actually very small. This is the price that must be paid for being a hero, enduring such pain and moving forward.

To put it inappropriately, only death can put an end to all this.

"Of course it's fists!"

Martin raised his fist and waved it gently a few times.

"Although I always hate to educate children with violence, that's only for children from ordinary families.

Your son grew up in a terrorist organization, and Lars's logic is deeply rooted in his mind. It's impossible to change him with words alone."

"If you want him to change, you must use the iron fist of the material world to smash the world he imagines in his mind."

Martin said, and then he made a move, hitting his left hand with his right fist.

Alfred shook his head slightly, worried that this method would backfire.

Martin smiled and explained: "I'm not asking you to deal with the child like training the army. I'm asking you to show him another way of life, so that the child knows that his grandfather's way of life will not work if he leaves the territory of the Assassin's League."

"Then what?"

Bruce nodded in agreement, but found that Martin stopped talking.

"What then? Then it's all about doing our best and leaving it to fate. We can only do everything we can. As for what the final result of the child will be, no one can guarantee it."

Martin spread his hands, this is the limitation of human power.

Even though he changes every day, there are still things he can't do, and there are many.

"Then I'll trouble you!"

The father-son problem is the most difficult problem in the world to solve. Even Bruce is somewhat helpless with Damian who suddenly appeared.

He treated Damian the same way he treated the two Robins, and the result is really hard to describe.

Martin laughed and said, "The naughty child must be beaten. If he is not beaten, he will not obey."

Bruce looked at him laughing and shook his head and said, "You actually want to take this opportunity to retaliate for my behavior in the morning, right?"

"That's right!"

Martin did not hide his purpose at all, and walked towards Damian's bedroom on the second floor with a big laugh.

Bruce shook his head and stopped Alfred who wanted to follow.

"That's your son, aren't you worried about any accidents?" Alfred actually didn't understand the coldness of his young master.

From the day Damian was sent to Wayne Manor, Bruce had this attitude and was very cold to his son who was related to him by blood.

"If that kid is still unwilling to give up the Assassin's League, I will consider sending him back."

Bruce is not a bloodline theorist.

A loud noise spread throughout the house, and the security guard on guard wanted to rush to the second floor, but was stopped by Bruce.

"Whatever happens on the second floor has nothing to do with you, stay downstairs."

Dongdongdong!

Martin came to Damian's bedroom door and knocked politely at first, but got no response.

"You really think you are a young master!"

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one content, one book, one bar!

He smiled helplessly, waved forward, and the hoof shadow behind him swung its front hoof and kicked the door out directly.

Then a bright knife light slashed out from the house and slashed towards Martin's head.

Shhhhhh——

The hoof shadow neighed for a long time and blocked the steel knife that was slashing towards Martin.

At the same time, it popped up a long sword on the back and fell into Martin's hands.

Damian saw a special steel station horse and did not panic. He changed the direction of the offensive subconsciously and cut it again to Martin.

bite!

Martin blocked his sword in a timely manner and held up the sharp steel knife, but was hit by Damian's power.

He stabilized his body, and he couldn't help doubting: "When I was seven years old, is my physical fitness so bad?"

In his future, Damian was pressing step by step, and the steel knife in his hand was chopped towards the key. You are a guy who can't even have a sword. "

Master Mi Aotian and Bruce said no more than ten sentences, of course, it was impossible to learn Martin's identity from him.

Although Alfred cherishes the only blood of the Wayne family, he does not preach Martin's identity casually.

Damian thought that the child in front of him was a new student in Bruce, and the offensive became more violent. He wanted to use this method to prove himself.

There is no knife!

Martin noticed this detail, and felt that the old man in Lalus was still a little conscience. He did not brainwashes the grandchildren as ordinary believers.

"Do you think this can make Bruce look at you?"

Martin's physical fitness today is not strong, but the avoidance ability is full, hiding the attack of Damian one by one.

"Your biological father is a warrior who has played a hundred battles, and will never have any improvements to you because you win a few children."

"He commented on a person's standard, whether to see what the behavior of that person helps, instead of being murderer."

Children's minds are still easy to see. Damian claims to be superb, but in the end, it is also a bird who has been raised in the cage of the Assassin League. There is no experience in associated with people.

His habit of fighting and killing is not unable to correct it.

"Which green onion are you? Why do you care about our family?"

Damian was furious, the attack was getting faster and faster, and the move became more and more fierce.

In his move, he was angry with some thoughts.

"It seems still to be played!"

Martin rolled on the spot and escaped the steel knife to his own, and his palms lit up the runes.

Then, the entire Wayne Manor moved a bit.

One more!

Damian is still very cute. He may not get normal feelings at his mother and grandfather.