[Zhongyingmei] Have you seen my cat?

"Yo, you got beaten up again?"

Although Daisy doesn't like Bruce because of Jason, it doesn't mean she likes Damian.

Although there were no marks on Damian's face, his body was in severe pain. His old father didn't hold back his hands at all, and beat him on places where there would be no accidents and pain.

The beating made him feel that his muscles and bones were all dislocated.

He looked at the White Witch with some resentment, seeing how badly he was beaten, she didn't even give him a healing spell.

And thinking of the reason for being beaten, he became angry.

"Those two trash want to kidnap me, but two bastards who don't know where they come from still dare to kidnap me? What's wrong with me killing them? Who is his son?"

Damian held his baby fat face in thought.

"Could it be that those two bearded men are also his sons?"

"Puff...... cough cough cough!"

Daisy was so choked that she coughed, and almost a mouthful of water came out of her nose.After finally recovering, she said in horror.

"What made you have such a horrible idea?!"

"Is not it?

I'm his son, with such a powerful and excellent son, he is not happy at all, and even beats me every now and then.

And those two gangsters were killed by me, he not only sent people to give money to the family of the two gangsters, but also secretly helped arrange the funeral.

Even better with those two punks than with me.

And he also has an adoption habit, he likes to pick up children to raise, maybe those two are the adopted children he raised and released? "

Damian gave full play to the child's magical imagination and believed in his guess very firmly.

Daisy rolled her eyes.

"Don't say that adopting a child is the same as raising a pet, and release them?

Besides, you are angry that he beats you every day, but don't you also beat your old father every day?

Don't say anything about anyone. "

Damian was even angrier.

"Don't you hate him? Where do you stand?"

"I'm on my side." Daisy held up the cookie and handed it to him.

"Eat?

By the way, is Bruce's hair..."

"No. I'm sorry, too. But really not."

Damian let out a big sigh, then sat down on the sofa, the injuries on his body were inevitably involved, his little face wrinkled in pain.

He picked up a cookie and gnawed on it.

"Although he is annoying, he is really powerful. No matter how concealed I am, he can find problems, and none of them are successful. Such a man is terrible."

"Oh, what do you say?"

"I even insist on checking my own bedroom every day, and there is no time to relax. For such a suspicious and sensitive man, if he doesn't lose his hair, who will lose his hair?"

Damian ate one and took another.

Daisy blinked, and looked at the brat in surprise. It seems that bears and intelligence can't coexist.

Although Damian said it very plainly and with a childish sense of childishness, he got to the point.

The White Witch nodded in agreement.

"Yes, it's normal for such a man to lose his hair."

Just heard Dick.

How happy you are about Bruce's hair loss is all about the hair.

But let's be honest...well off!

"Dick, do you still have your vacation? Isn't your boss unhappy with you?"

Dick, who had been snickering just now, immediately lost his smile because of the White Witch's call.

Dick thought of the text message sent by his colleague and said firmly.

"I must watch Jason wake up before going back."

"Jason should be waking up soon."

Daisy saw that it was time, so she simply went upstairs.

Dick and Damian both followed.

Of course, Damian has no feelings for Jason, he just wants to join in the fun.

It turned out that Jason just woke up on this day.

Seeing his younger brother's eyes slowly opening, Dick immediately burst into tears with joy, and threw himself into a bear hug.

"Little wings!"

Jason had just been resurrected, his mind was still in chaos and he couldn't think, and he was hugged firmly by a hard chest.

After staring blankly at the big face in front of him for a few seconds, he finally realized the person in front of him.

muttered. "Dicky...dicky bird?"

"Call me brother!"

Dick corrected immediately.

Daisy barely looked at the tearful and crooked Nightwing, she pulled away Dick who was holding Jason like a gecko.

"Leave him alone, Jason, how are you feeling now? Is there something wrong?"

While asking, she also held Jason's wrist to feel the life energy in Jason's body.

Jason glanced at the staff she hadn't put away, and fixed his eyes on the concerned blond girl, "You saved me?"

"Not really. I can't learn the spell well enough to revive you. The main reason is that I borrowed the power of the Lazarus Pool to bring you back to the world."

Daisy quickly explained.

Dick stood at the foot of the bed, looked at his brother who had finally been revived, and interjected.

"However, this is also because Daisy made a deal with the Assassin League to allow you to borrow the Lazarus Pool, so of course Daisy is the one who deserves the most credit."

Jason couldn't control the corners of his mouth from curling up. The sun shone in through the window, and the originally rebellious boy's eyes were incredibly gentle at this moment.

"Thank you."

Aunt Daisy's heart was inexplicably shocked, and she once again confirmed the fact that there is no low-value Bat family.

Damian had been watching from the sidelines, and suddenly said something.

"Then what are you going to do first after you're resurrected? The clown who killed you is still alive!"

These words instantly made the originally warm room quiet down.

Dick wanted to explain something anxiously, but he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

How sad would Jason be if Bruce didn't want to kill the Joker to avenge Jason, or even someone else to kill the Joker to avenge Jason?

The father he admired so much...

Daisy showed a dangerous smile, it seems that she has been too kind to this brat recently.

She wanted to know Jason's decision, but she didn't want Jason to get angry when he was resurrected!

Jason didn't know the concerns of the two of them. As soon as he heard the word clown, he immediately recalled the unforgettable pain and despair before his death

Perhaps it had been nearly a month, but for him who had just been resurrected, it happened just now.

Jason's handsome face was as cold as ice, full of hatred, and his hands under the quilt were immediately clenched into fists.

But seeing the tense and concerned expressions of Daisy and Dick, he tried his best to restrain himself, and opened his mouth weakly.

"I want to... eat first."

Damian choked and didn't expect to get this answer. As soon as his troublesome mood dissipated, he quickly glanced at the White Witch beside him.

Daisy caught his gaze and gave him a hideous smile.

As soon as Dick heard Jason say that he wanted to eat, he immediately jumped up and said that he had to prepare.

And Jason has been lying on the bed for a long time, even if it is not dirty, it is best to take a shower and change clothes, so Daisy thoughtfully carried Damian out of the room.

"Want to run?"

The blond girl's smile was always sweet, but her tone was very gloomy.

"Why didn't you expect me to be angry when you made trouble just now?"

Damian didn't dare to struggle when he was picked up, but he still couldn't help making excuses.

"What I said is the truth, and even if you don't tell him now, he will still know later!"

The White Witch snorted coldly.

"Who's to say we won't tell him? But it's not like he's just waking up now.

And you are not that kind, you just want to find something for Bruce, and what you say is high-sounding. "

Damian saw that his mind had been told, and immediately fell silent.

But if he doesn't speak, Daisy won't let him go easily.

Seeing the White Witch holding up her staff, Damian cried out in panic.

"What are you doing, you can't turn me into a frog again!"

"Actually, I can."

The White Witch answered mercilessly, and soon, a white light flashed, and the familiar little frog was once again suppressed by Damian's clothes, and then grabbed by a white hand.

The little frog jumped and struggled to no avail.

Jason's resurrection made Wayne's old house boil, and the butler almost immediately started to use [-] martial arts as soon as he got the news of Dick, preparing Jason's first meal after his resurrection.It must be nutritious and well digested.

Although Bruce was consistently ignored by Daisy and Dick, at least there was a butler who secretly passed the news to him.

He who was still outside was so distracted that he almost bumped into someone else. He ran out without even caring about taking his suit jacket, and then let the driver rush to the meeting desperately.

Along the way, the cool supercar rampage ran through countless red lights and got the middle finger raised by many people.

But when Bruce actually came back to the door, he stopped again.

He chose to stick to his beliefs.

Because the clown is a mental patient and cannot be sentenced to death, even if the clown was beaten by him for a while, he still stayed alive in Arkham.

He didn't avenge Jason, he didn't kill the Joker.

Does Jason blame him?

The answer is almost yes.

Bruce even wanted to turn around and run away for a while. He was afraid...he was afraid that he would not be able to accept Jason's accusation and disappointment in his eyes. At the same time, he was also afraid that he would not be able to help breaking his beliefs and principles because of Jason. Going to Arkham ended up being a clown.

But in the end, he chose to walk in. Even though his steps were heavy, he still had to face what had to be faced.

Because Batman doesn't need fear, what he wants is the fear of becoming Gotham, what he wants is the bottom line of being Gotham people, so Batman never escapes, forcing himself to face his fear like self-abuse.

This is already a habit of Batman.

Even the name Batman is a product of his attempt to overcome fear.

Everyone was with Jason in the restaurant, and as soon as Bruce passed by, everyone looked at him immediately.

And when he met Jason's eyes, he really felt the resurrection of his adopted son, and his other emotions receded.

The corners of Bruce's eyes and brows were filled with joy.

"Welcome back."

Jason was eating light spaghetti, looked at Bruce as he put down his fork, expressionless.

"Do you really welcome me back? Even if I go back and kill the clown as soon as I get back?"

The dining room was dead silent.

Standing in the shadows, Bruce was as silent as a statue.

No one noticed that in the White Witch's pocket, a green frog was grinning silently with its mouth wide open.

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Unfilial son Damian: As long as my old father's life is not good, I'm happy, and today's fortune is about to fall! :)

Jason: I had a conflict with my old father. It seems that it's time to run away from home and make trouble by the way. :)

The current situation of the old father with hair loss, the eldest son was violent, the second son left home, and the third son rebelled.

Bruce: I think my education is okay?