[Zhongyingmei] The style of the game is wrong

Little Dorothy rested her cheeks, watching the fire storm on the opposite side chirping, "juggling."

On the premise of understanding the molecular structure, Firestorm can change items at will. The Barbie version of the bat doll next to Dorothy is the masterpiece of Firestorm.

The Batman doll in the death Barbie pink suit is exuding bulingbuling light, holding a cute little magic wand, and a big bow is tied on the cat ears on the top of the head.

——It was the big-eyed bat doll mixed into the fluffy pile.

He huddled in the dark and didn't show his face.She fiddled with the doll, pulling the ear and poking the face for a while, holding it to vent her anger.

The system map has been unfolding in sight, and Dorothy poked secretly waiting for the opportunity to escape.

Overfulfilling the task, Dorothy unpacked the package of snacks and poured them into her mouth. This time, she not only ran away from home, but also left the ball and went to outer space.I hope that Billy will give me some help, and don't go to the Red Hood to talk about the plan again.

Simply public execution.

Suddenly, little Dorothy, who was fiddling with the doll, focused her eyes. She squinted at Firestorm, who was talking to herself very happily, and said suddenly:

"Do you think it's better to call it batty or batcake? Or batsy"

The crisp little milk voice made a high-pitched voice, as if talking to Firestorm, but his gaze went beyond the burning Firestorm to the distance.

The little green dot is blinking.

"What about Bat Sweetheart..." Huo Fengfeng's eyes lit up, and he leaned over to express his opinion excitedly.Before he could finish speaking, Batman's voice sounded behind him.

"I prefer your name to be Dad." Batman's voice sounded from behind Firestorm.

The voice of Batman walking towards him was unbelievably gentle, and he glanced at Firestorm.

The head flying around in the air, uh, Professor Stan suddenly flashed and reminded: "...we still have something to do, let's go first."

The fire storm with an out-of-character personality was playing on his head, he couldn't figure it out, he just blinked his big eyes blankly: "I'm fine."

Then he turned to Dorothy and said, "I vote for Bat Sweetheart!"

Professor Stein: ...No, you have something to do.

Firestorm was startled, looked up, and just met the eyes of Batman Heshan outside the barrier, he was silent for a moment, and said after a while: "Uh, haha, I suddenly remembered that something is wrong with me."

"...Let's go first." Before the words finished, Firestorm flew out like a rocket, "Have fun~"

Halfway through the flight, he stopped as if slamming on the brakes, tilted his head and thought for a while: "Ah, ah, I forgot to tell Dorothy about the little gift... Forget it, let's talk about it next time."

Batman pressed the button, the barrier disappeared and landed quickly, and another silver-white metal gate was quickly pushed and closed from the left and right sides, blocking the outside view.

"Dorothy." Batman's voice returned to Baby Bruce's, soft as if rolled out of maple syrup.

Dorothy froze for a moment, and let go of the hand that was going to cover her ears, but she still pulled the small chair and turned around, keeping her back to Batman without turning her head.

The little milk sound snorted.

When the figure of Bruce Wayne was attached to the symbol of Batman, Dorothy was at a loss for this epic problem.

The little girl loves Papa Bruce and hates Batman.But... what if the two are one?

"I'm sorry, Dorothy." Batman moved closer to Dorothy, trying to stroke Dorothy's hair.

for everything before.

Dorothy tilted her head to avoid it, she snorted again, and moved the small chair to a distance.

Batman's hand stopped in mid-air, and he stopped his hand and sighed.

"But this is the real world, not a game." Baby Brucey narrated in a steady voice, covering up the complex emotions surging underneath.

It can be seen from Dorothy's behavior all the time that she desires to be a protector, so she behaves like that—coming as a protector.protect who?This is of course self-evident.

He continued: "We are not NPCs, but your family. We have always been."

Batman has lost too many people in his life.Facing his lost and recovered little daughter, he couldn't imagine the possibility of her being taken away again.

Dorothy's ears twitched, still looking down at the Barbie-bat.

The little girl's heart was soft, and she was already a little shaken.In fact, the system has always behaved very strangely, with an attitude of "I just know but I don't say anything".

Is it really not a game?She is biting her nails, but why doesn't she have any memory?

And... none of them knew her at first, did they?

Batman walked up to Dorothy, squatted down, and held Dorothy's little shoulders just as she was about to jump off the chair and run away.

He took off his bat hood, revealing Baby Bruce's handsome face, and met Dorothy's cobalt blue eyes hidden by goggles.

Dorothy looked away.

He said slowly: "Bruce Wayne is Batman."

Dorothy grabbed the Barbie bat in her arms and threw it at Batman, but Batman didn't escape.

The bat doll popped out from under Batman's hard armor, fell to the ground with a "pop", and rolled twice.

The little milk sound aggrieved and shouted at Batman: "Then why did you poke my forehead with a bat dart as soon as we met?"

And almost came to open the door to kill?

Batman froze for a moment. He frowned and thought about it but found that he had no memory of it, so he said, "I don't."

Dorothy became even more angry. She writhed and struggled like a small ball, arching under Batman's pressure:

"Then why did you wrap yourself up in black and hang around Gotham with a pair of cat ears on your head, scaring people like a ghost?"

long silence.

Batman, the object of the accusation, accused little Dorothy with the same gaze.

The same pitch-black, kitten-eared little bat cub suddenly realized something when he turned his head away.

Xiao Naiyin was embarrassed and reluctant: "Hey, let's skip this topic for now."

Batman took the opportunity to reach out and caress the top of Dorothy's head, stroking the soft hair through the tactical gloves.

"I will always be proud of you."

Another moment of silence.

Dorothy put her hand on the table, found something on the edge of the table, and swung at Batman.

Batman subconsciously grabbed Dorothy's small wrist, and looked at the toy bat dart tied with a bow in her hand.

Dorothy: stare.jpg

Batman let go silently.

The moment the restraint was released, Dorothy held up the toy bat dart and poked at Batman's... butt.

"Kacha" came the crisp breaking sound, and it was the sound of dreams shattering again.

Dorothy: ! ! !

With widened blue eyes, she looked at her little dart...it wasn't a toy batarang at all, but a chocolate perfectly disguised in the shape of a batarang!Even the feel is the same, only the inner material has changed.

fire!wind!violent!Dorothy locked the suspect in an instant.

Batman obviously thought about it too, he coughed lightly, with a little smile on the corner of his mouth: "Do you need me to call Firestorm back?"

Dorothy pursed her lips, watching Batman bend down to pick up the pieces one by one, and put them on the table.

After a while, Dorothy bit her nails and asked hesitantly, "Do you have a dual personality?"

Bruce Baby and Batman.

Well, that's why Batman sent Firestorm, who has two consciousnesses, to contact Dorothy.

"That's a good question," Batman said softly. "A long time ago, I was just Bruce, but then, Batman came along."

"At one stage, Batman took over Bruce's identity. They seemed to separate into opposite beings."

The knight who represents the night of Gotham and Wayne who represents the day of Gotham, he has long struggled with his own position and was confused about his identity.The all-powerful Batman makes a mess of family problems.

"But they are one, and they should be."

The sensible Batman feels that the plan is about to succeed.

He opened his mouth and said the most important sentence: "I'll take you home in a while."

It's like an old father holding his little daughter's hand and going home together after get off work.Batman wants to be a good father and bring his pup home when things are over.

Little Dorothy clasped the hem of her clothes with her hands beside her, bit her lips and said nothing.

"boom--"

Suddenly, the tightly closed double barrier was blasted open.

Batman subconsciously picked up Dorothy, rolled aside, and quickly put on the bat helmet.

Two figures, one red and one blue, quickly kicked Batman from both sides, and Batman was taken aback when he saw the person coming.Meanwhile, Superboy Connor snatches Dorothy from Batman's arms in a flash.

Dorothy, who was still in a daze, was picked up, and when she opened her eyes again, she had already moved to the side of the red hood.She was put on the ground.

"Hey, little princess, your princes are here." Superboy put his finger on his forehead, waved at Dorothy handsomely, and blinked.

Superboy Connor, who completed the rescue mission perfectly, whistled again and shouted at Red Robin: "Good fight."

To be honest, Connor has been displeased with Batman for a long time-although he has just returned to Kent's house from Luther, and he has not joined the Teen Titans for a long time, but since he partnered with Red Robin, he wants to beat Batman. The thought of Batman never stopped.

But now no one pays attention to him, and the situation is in a state of confrontation.

Connor was forbidden to intervene too much in the bat's housework, and was only allowed to watch.

"Old Bat, in view of your bad record, I'm really worried about your guarantee." The red hood that blew up the door took the lead to block the gap, and the improved energy cannon automatically folded and retracted.

The Red Hood who was left at Wayne Manor at that time became more and more irritable, and he kept thinking about Dorothy.He couldn't let her go.

When he first returned to Gotham, the scene of smoke from the seven orifices that was almost gasped by the old bat began to scroll in his mind like a swiping screen.

Red Hood cursed as he thought.

He's just out of his wits to think that Batman can handle family problems perfectly.It must have been that the old Bat's way of talking to him in Dorothy's room had been so unnaturally tender that he actually believed it.

And Ye Yi received a message from Steel Bone secretly.

There's still a bit of camaraderie among the Teen Titans' former colleagues -- or, rather, empathy on a common issue.Tsk, this is probably a major gain from joining some superhero organization.

But the news I saw almost blown the birds' feathers away.

Batman, lock up Dorothy.

The old bat locked up the fucking bird cubs again!

Can a successful exchange case with extraordinary performance erase his past "brilliant achievements"?

The four bird cubs who have all run away from home expressed their own experience: they are skeptical about this.

So, the cubs reached an agreement and caught a foreign aid.

"My God, I thought B had changed. He clearly communicated well with Little Wing last time." Ye Yi had a terrible headache, and he decided to take back his expectations for Batman this morning.

Perhaps they are all used to the negative score communication of the old bat who does not speak human language. If Batman can cross the zero score line to reach a normal communication level once, they will even feel flattered.

But the problem is, little Dorothy is not used to it!

Sure enough, when there is no danger, Rushan's fatherly love is the greatest danger, and sooner or later the cub will be buried until he suffocates.

Batman's actions made cubs far more angry than those bear parents who taped their cubs to the wall.

Less routine, hit the straight ball!He thought that he was making a plan for Zhenglian to save the world, and one after another was interlocking.

If you have to say it, saying "I love you" three times a day is much better than this, and the effect is guaranteed to be gratifying. Saying that the last year or so will definitely bring the happiness of the family to a new level.

Batman had a headache seeing this situation: "You guys misunderstood."

He really just wanted to have a good talk, and when he got it right he took little Dorothy home.

The cubs cast suspicious glances at the old father, just like Batman's always-on suspicious gaze.

"Really?" Jason sneered, dragged Dorothy to grope quickly, and took off a small tracker.

Dorothy looked up suddenly, looked at the tracker, and then at Batman in disbelief.

Connor leaned against the door and took a look: "Oh." It really was the Batman he knew.

"Oh!" Jason threw it away and crushed it under his feet.

"We all decided to run away from home." He twitched the corners of his mouth, and quickly interrupted when Batman opened his mouth to say something, "Just to let you know."

Compared to the lacquer, the bird brothers are actually... also super good.Dorothy sniffled, shrank behind Jason, and stretched out her arms to hug Little Wing.

Contrast creates beauty.

Dorothy took out the [Body Stroke Master] gun from the den: "Little Wing, change to this one!"

"Cool!" Connor glanced at the gun, the shape of the gun was very design.

"of course."

She hid behind the red hood, poked her head out and corrected seriously: "Also, it's Prince Carrot."