[Zhongyingmei] The style of the game is wrong

"Got it, baby."

"Don't worry, I'll take him home."

The sweet voice that belonged exclusively to Brucey's baby came out, swaying and wafting into the ears, as if tingling like an electric shock.

But the problem is, the shell of Honey Brucie is now violent and dark.

——This leads to another bonus to the electric shock effect.

The Red Hood, which finished a successful job, was throwing a gun against the wall to play, and almost missed a shock from the electric shock, which caused Ye Yi to burst out laughing.

The red hood glanced over and threatened silently: "Change your clothes, big blue bird."

Ye Yi pretentiously showed a heartbroken expression, pulled his hand, and tightened the button of the shirt, covering the smooth waist line.

After the clowns are dealt with, the Wayne Group will indeed hold a board meeting, and announce that it will hold a small banquet in the evening, and also issued a notice to hold a press conference.

After the clown was dealt with, Red Robin's temporary command center temporarily served as a rest room.

Batman stood up from the sofa, hung up the phone with his backhand: "Damian sneaked away again."

"As expected." Tim said limply, "Dorothy called."

"You know where Damian is going."

He used declarative sentences, confident in his affirmation, and his tone was like a fucking old bat, and Jason rolled his eyes expressionlessly.

Batman responded with a curt "Yeah".

The smart Red Robin has already deduced the truth, and he said to Jason, "You have a skill with children, Jason."

"In other words, the ability to instigate rebellion is commendable."

Jason accepted the compliment without humility, and his broken hair became more energetic: "Thank you."

Only the big blue bird looked confused, looking back and forth between the three of them: "What did I miss?"

"You can't exclude me just because I'm not here," Dick took out a pen from the pen holder on Tim's desk and twirled it smoothly between his fingers, "it's not fair."

"You missed a bunch of contracts worth hundreds of millions of dollars." Tim said coolly, he was almost buried in the file mountain, "Is this answer satisfactory?"

Ye Yi fell silent for a moment, and quickly threw away the pen in his hand.

Tim tilted his head back and took a big sip of coffee, then huddled in the soft chair and buried himself in quickly reviewing the documents, leaving only the slight rustling sound of flipping between the pages.

"So, any of you can do me a favor and sign this damn document for me."

Jason and Dick backed away after hearing the words, showing expressions of helplessness.

Batman was extremely calm and unmoved: "I think this needs to be resolved by a professional."

"Tim, I'm sure you can, right?"

Yes, I can.Tim pulled out another document with a flick of his hand, he thought coldly, before I suddenly died.

A pile of papers makes the brotherhood scene fall apart at once, revealing once again the sad nature of plastic brotherhood.

——Maybe a joint effort to beat the clown can solve the problem. The unanimous external stage will effectively strengthen the brotherhood, Tim said, temporarily.

Speaking of the clown, he was packed up and sent back to Arkham before he had even finished his speech, and no one bothered to listen to him blah blah—what if it was a presidential election?

The efficiency shocked Gotham, and it quickly became a headline and was talked about by the people of Gotham.

The detail that no one knows is that this time the bat nest was really blown up.

The menacing black bat brought the former Robin Birds to knock on the door to send warmth and send the clown home.

Red Robin tracks and locates, Nightwing intersperses and surrounds, Batman and Red Hood take charge of the front, and at the same time, GCPD gathers its strength and exerts its excellent transportation capabilities.

By the way, Red Hood struck extremely hard, and the sound of the skull cracking could almost be heard when the butt of the gun fell, but the others seemed to be blind and turned a deaf ear.

As long as the gun is not aimed, everything is easy to say.

Batman even shifted silently so that Red Hood could focus on hammering the Joker.Red Hood gave him a surprised look, but accepted the offer.

Why not do what makes you happy?Who cares if the old bat took the wrong medicine.

This relieved Dickie, who was so nervous that his hair exploded.Alfred's Cookie didn't even know how afraid he was of Batman and Red Hood's domestic violence on the spot after beating up the Joker.

Afterwards, Red Robin complained sharply: "One of the reasons for the increase in efficiency is that Dicky Bird's speech activities have exhausted all my patience."

"That's right." The red hood exercising his body and mind was happy, "Gotham talk show only needs one host."

He would gladly kick the clown off stage.

Ye Yi spread his hands, leaned over and put his arms around Red Hood's neck: "Hey, you can't target me just because I'm lively and cute."

Red Hood and Red Robin: Tsk.

Red Robin glanced at him: "It is important to have self-knowledge."

"Dickie Bird, don't change the concept secretly. Talkative talk does not mean lively and cute."

He left a word at that time, turned around and submerged in the vast ocean of documents, and has not swam up until now.

God knows how Bruce managed to accumulate so many files in just a few days.Oh, and the credit of the devil boy, everyone is turning around him these days.

And the upcoming tech convention, Tim Drake covering his face in desperation.

He took a deep breath and said sleepily: "Our cooperation is absolutely seamless, which fully reflects the necessity of the existence of the devil boy as Robin."

"I mean, let him rest for a while."

"Second." Jason didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

Red Robin noticed something was wrong with Damian, and Bruce's abnormal attitude towards Damian was not so much grounded as protection.

The thing that confuses him the most is why Bruce has Damian and Dorothy together, and is there any special connection between them?

Batman showed no expression, but the attentive Dick could see that he was moved.

"Little D will kill you." Dick, who was the first to change into his suit, was very handsome, and he blinked mischievously, "However, I agree."

Ye Yi sent his sincere blessings, and sincerely hoped that Damian would be safe for a while.

The birds were twittering, and it was rare for Batman not to spoil the atmosphere.

But the result that was too smooth made him feel a little uneasy.

Bruce squeezed the space between his brows, even though he was the clown's biggest opponent, sometimes he couldn't figure out the true intentions of the clown's crazy thinking.

This is good news anyway, at least it proves that Batman is not so completely crazy, he smiled wryly.

Speaking of it, does this count as possessing such a sense of humor?Ugh, dark humor.

The current Robin, who was run off by his former peers and almost threatened to be laid off, knows nothing and is waiting to be brought back to his nest by his old father.

In the special ward of the Arkham Mental Hospital, the clown who had fainted opened his eyes, his miserable green hair was scattered, and the corner of his cracked mouth extended to his sunken cheeks, turning into a strange smiling face.

He laughed maniacally, pulling the bed through the straitjacket and creaking it.

The unusually sharp and ear-piercing laughter slapped the wall, and the patrol personnel shuddered through the gap, and hurried away.

Oh old bat, a new game begins.

Hopefully we can have a better time this time.

He started to get excited.

In the next ward, the Mad Hatter has disappeared.No one noticed anything wrong with the guard's eyes.

The Bugatti Veyron breaks through the velvety twilight towards Wayne Manor.

Damian sat in the co-pilot seat with a stinking face, and he turned his head to look at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window.Then as soon as he entered the door, he locked himself in the house.

Dick Grayson, the youngest of the Wayne family, went to catch up on his sleep during the banquet, and after waking up, he rode his scooter back to Bludhaven.

Tim Drake, the current president of the Wayne Group, was left behind by his father and brother to handle the group's government affairs - it is estimated that he will not be able to get away for the time being.

As for Jason, he thought for a moment and temporarily put down the work at hand, and went straight to pry open the warehouse door of the arsenal, picking and choosing like buying vegetables, and then nestled inside for a long time.

In the end, it was converted into a children's version of hang glider and toy car, which he planned to give to Dorothy.

He was satisfied: "It can't be worse than Dicky Bird."

So the first ones to go back were Bruce, who was left at the end of the banquet, and Damian, who was taken back.

Bruce always gets his cubs back.

Then, Bruce, who was watching the fight between the milk and tweets, happily played a trick on Jason.

When Jason returned to Wayne Manor, he knew instinctively that something was wrong.

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Bruce, who was pretending to be drunk, was lying on the sofa, and Dorothy was sitting beside him holding a small piggy bank and waiting for him.

He asked cautiously: "What are you doing, Dorothy?"

Dorothy moved to his side, raised her small hand and patted his... waist, and sighed like a little adult: "Little Wing, you must tell everyone if you have any difficulties."

"Bruce said you're too poor to eat."

Bruce finally completes his little act of revenge.

He drunkenly described the fact that Jason was penniless.Being run away with money by his partner, the poor almost slept on the street, but the stubborn unemployed youth refused to accept his father's funding.

An old father who confides the truth after being drunk reveals his love for his son.

It is only slightly modified with language arts.Anyway, it is not wrong to spend all the money in the arsenal.

But it made Dorothy realize that she seemed like a little pauper too--after she emptied the piggy bank and counted them with a steel pigtail.

As for Dorothy's original black card, Dorothy, who spent a lot of money, smiled to win Brucey's baby, and gave it to him after a little coaxing.

Anyway, after completing the game tasks, there will be game currency - US dollars, and then you can choose to regenerate a new black card.But the previous game currency cannot be taken away.

But unexpectedly, poverty came so quickly, and little Dorothy was caught off guard.

Batman is currently investigating the foundation behind the source of funds for the black card, which has not been fully investigated.But what is clear at a glance is that Dorothy does have the potential to become the new Playboy.

System: If you agreed to support your family, there are indeed people outside of you.

When Dorothy recalled the task, she felt as if she had missed a million dollars, and her heart ached.

It's not a mission, it's all money.Dorothy thought gloomily with her empty piggy bank.

She wanted to support the system, her father, and her brother.

Life is not easy, Xixi sighed.

For long-term tasks, Dorothy reconsiders her daily disposable vest "catman" and focuses on the Mad Hatter.

Although the Mad Hatter is crazy, but the experience value is really awesome.

Could it be that Dorothy thought of a possibility, the Mad Hatter was not set up to give her experience points.

Just like the clown... Dorothy was suddenly frightened, as if she had discovered a great secret.

Jason choked as soon as Dorothy finished speaking, and it turned out that Bruce was playing tricks.

The unemployed young man with a stern face pulled out a smile: "It doesn't matter."

"I found a job."

"Send the courier." He said in a deep voice with a serious face.

Focus on serving the major gangsters in Gotham, skilled in sending all kinds of ammunition, every shot hits every shot, and it is said to be good after using it, all five-star praise.

Bruce was spread out on the sofa, his eyes were foggy, his eyes were covered by long eyelashes, and he looked drunk.

The old bat is good at acting, Jason sneered, Tim really learned it from this.

"Dorothy," Jason patted Dorothy's head and said loudly deliberately, "go get Bruce a glass of milk."

"To sober up." He said meaningfully.

In fact, you can't drink milk when you are drunk, but the point is-Bruce is not drunk at all.

Bruce who hates milk:  …

Dorothy ran to get a glass of milk and came back.

While holding the milk and handing it to Bruce's mouth, she raised her head and blinked at Jason: "Little Wing."

"I have one thing to say." Dorothy's baby-fat little face was full of solemnity, "you must not be afraid."

"I reasonably suspect that the Joker is helping Batman gain experience points."

Jason glanced at Bruce: "...a good guess."

Bruce swallowed the milk with difficulty: ...no, I didn't.

"Don't worry," Jason reassured Dorothy, his eye-sharp lines softened.

He said every word: "Even if it's really hard to get rid of."

"I'll steal Batmobile tires for you too."

Dorothy suddenly looked at him with a moved face: "Little Wing..."

The little wings are so good!Because of her, he even dared to face the darkness.Dorothy must earn money to support him.

But excitedly, she shook her hands, and Baby Bruce, who was eavesdropping, choked suddenly, and the milk coughed out, splashing on the front and chin.

It's over, Baby Bruce thought resignedly, and sure enough——

"Little Wing!" Dorothy rushed towards her dear father, turned her head and shouted anxiously: "Daddy is spitting up milk!"