Change your destiny from becoming a villain

"Clang clang."

The door of the secret room opened slowly, and the long-haired black-haired woman strolled down the uneven stone steps, her elegant figure and proud figure were undoubtedly revealed with her steps.

But don't be too obsessed with her perfect appearance and figure, this lonely flower of the League of Assassins kills people without blinking an eye.

There is only one man who can conquer it - Batman Bruce Wayne.

"Father, I have something to ask you." She walked to the edge of Lazarus Pool, where her father Lars was standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes closed as if he was in deep thought.

"Well, well, well." Slowly opening his eyes, Lars said in a slightly mocking tone without looking back: "It's rare that Thalia is willing to take the time to see me."

"Let me guess, are you missing Bruce again and want me to give you a chance to meet him or is Damian pissing you off again?"

"Oh! Father, please don't mention that." Thalia sighed in disgust, and said a little irritably: "Where did Bruce not destroy your plans? Now we don't even have Gotham City Infiltrate."

"Talia, my daughter." Lars turned around, raised his head and said loudly: "If you hadn't been flirting with Bruce, if it hadn't been for me... your father was always concerned about your mood. He is merciful!"

"Do you think Batman can still happily play the game of run and catch with those so-called 'criminals' in Gotham City?"

"But...but he is Damian's father after all." Talia argued.

"Oh, Damian's father, yes."

Lars let out a sneer when he heard this, and then he flicked the cloak on his body and walked past Talia, stepped on the stone steps and opened the door of the secret room.

"If I hadn't discovered the flaw in it, you probably wouldn't have told me who Damian's father is in your whole life."

"While opposing my plan, you show mercy to that bat and let me keep his son without telling him, and you still rely on my love for you to expose my plan to him. Do you think I don't know?"

"Father, can you stop talking about this...I really..."

"You let me down." Lars interrupted Talia coldly, his eyes were calm, but revealed the indifference that made Talia flustered, "As soon as I get irritated, you willfully let me Not to mention, I end up giving in every time, and I don’t even have the minimum apology.”

"I...I'm sorry...Father." As if stimulated by Lars' eyes, Talia turned her head and apologized aggrievedly, "That's not what I meant."

"Okay, I don't want to listen to your excuses anymore! Every time I talk to you about Bruce, I will have a fight, so I might as well play with Damian to have fun."

He said so, but he took the initiative to slow down and stand side by side with his daughter. This behavior made Talia feel relieved, and she saw the meaning of her father's hope for reconciliation.

"Tell me, what do you want to report to me this time?"

"I have received some news about Stark Industries." Thalia said solemnly: "This must be very important to you."

"Stark Industries?" Ralston stopped when he heard this, and raised his eyebrows. "The one who is as famous as the Wayne Group?"

"Yes." Thalia nodded, "It's that Stark Industries."

"Is this about us?"

"Tony Stark is missing." Thalia explained: "According to the investigation, it seems that someone invited people from the Ten Commandments Gang to kill him, and then his whereabouts are unknown."

"and then?"

"Tony Stark cooperated with Bruce Wayne in various aspects. On the day that playboy disappeared, Bruce was also there."

"Oh——" Lars narrowed his eyes, and elongated his tone with interest, "This is really... a very interesting thing."

"Two of the world's most famous playboys gathered together to play...Is this going to be a pool party?"

"Father, you know I don't like to hear this." Thalia's face turned a little ugly when he heard the pool party. "Bruce is just doing this to hide his identity as Batman."

"My dear daughter, if you can see through these things, you don't have to be jealous here like a bitch." Lars looked at Talia pityingly, "If it doesn't work, you can tell him about Damian. He will take the initiative to come here for Damian."

"Aren't you going to find him?"

"Why? Why did I go to him?" Lars looked at Thalia with some surprise, "If I go to him, I will inevitably attack him immediately. How can you stay out of it?"

"But father..."

"I understand what you mean, my dear." Lars reached out his hand to signal Talia to stop talking, and said in a slow tone: "You want to see him, you want to persuade him, I understand what you mean."

"Then you go, you are an adult, aren't you? You can choose my subordinates at will, and take as many people as you like."

"I see, father!" Talia felt very happy when she heard Lars' words. In fact, she had always wanted to see Bruce. "What about you, father?"

"I'll take Damian to Gotham." The corners of his mouth curled up, showing Talia's familiar sneer again. "There are some guys who shouldn't exist and need me to convict them."

"It's time for Damian to see the world."

……

Tonight is a rainy night.

Standing on the edge of the roof of the Wayne Building in Gotham City, Damian, who is only 8 years old, exhaled softly, staring at the neon city with a cold expression.

He was wearing a black ninja suit, with a ninja knife on his back, and the cold eyes under the black hood made his immature and handsome face full of evil spirit.

In terms of education, the League of Assassins is worthy of being the League of Assassins, and it doesn't teach children at all.

At such a young age, Damian has already developed his physical abilities to the limit, and then fully filled out all kinds of villain characteristics in the human character, such as cruelty, arrogance, and stubbornness. He just put on a cloak and opened his arms and shouted " I'm going to be the lord of the world" and other boss declarations.

Similar to his dad but different.

"Welcome to Gotham City, Damian." With his hands behind his back, Lars strolled to Damian's side, walking on the edge of high-rise buildings, which seemed extremely dangerous to others, was in the hands of these masters of balance. "This is the city guarded by your father, and it is also one of the most evil cities in the world."

"My father... guarded city?"

"That's right, although your father is not here because of something, but as your grandfather and his master, I have the obligation to bring you here to see the world."

As he said this, he jumped down from the edge of the tall building, lightly stepped on the window glass of the Wayne Building during the rapid fall, and his body spun around in mid-air before falling to the ground unscathed.

Unlike him, Damian threw a piece of steel wire with a flick of his sleeve and tied it directly to the edge of the building below. He jumped on the steel wire and slid down directly. After several times of changing footholds, he stood steadily. ground.

It's hard to believe that this is something an 8-year-old can do unless you see it with your own eyes.

"Damian, if you were looking for a target in this city, what method would you use?"

"Me? I should go to those well-informed people to ask for information. If this place is really what you said, grandpa, then there must be a lot of rats running around."

"What if he doesn't tell you?"

"Then torture or kill him."

"Tsk tsk tsk, no way, Damian." Lars said while shaking his head, "It's too slow."

"You have to learn to use your own resources reasonably." He pointed at the Wayne Building behind him and said, "Your name is Damian Wayne. The power of the group is spread all over the city."

"If you want to find a specific person, you only need to use the technology of the Wayne Group to find it, which greatly shortens the time and hides your identity."

"But father...isn't Batman our enemy?" Damian paused and changed his words, "We don't have permission to use the Wayne Group's equipment."

"NO! We have the authority." Lars showed a smile full of meaning, "You are the authority, my dear grandson."

……

Wayne Manor.

It is where Batman lives and where the power of the Wayne family is demonstrated.

Usually Wayne Manor is managed by the butler Alfred, who has served the patriarchs of the two generations of the Wayne family from Thomas Wayne to Bruce Wayne.

But today, his intuition told him that the third generation of Wayne direct descendants he wanted to serve, that is, the third generation of Wayne family heirs he had dreamed of, appeared in front of him.

Oh my God.

God knows how much Alfred has worried about his young master.

Although Bruce Wayne has a playboy personality, his security measures have been well prepared over the years, so he has never had a descendant.

And after being drugged by Thalia and having a night of passion, he is even more vigilant, keeping a very restrained distance from all women, even flirting with those modern girls, he just doesn't touch it, and he is dedicated to fighting crime.

Of course, Alfred did not deny that Dick and Jason were the legal heirs of the Wayne family.But if there is an adopted one, isn't it normal to have another biological one?

And now, on such an ordinary rainy night, an 8-year-old cold boy appeared in front of Alfred.

Of course Alfred didn't know Damian, but he knew Bruce!

"ohmyGOD!" The teapot in his hand fell to the ground and exploded into a pool of debris, destroying a precious carpet. Alfred was rarely shocked, and quickly walked up to Damian, squatting a little excitedly. down.

"YES! That's right! You look too much like Master Bruce..." He lightly stroked Damian's furrowed brow with his hand, and his slightly aged face turned into a flower with a smile. The expression, the brows, the moving eyes... oh! And the rebellious stance!"

"It's great! It's exactly the same as Master Bruce at that time!"

He took two steps back and gestured carefully, and in an instant two lines of hot tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

"Uh..." Although he felt offended, Damian did not lose his temper which was rare.Regarding Alfred's performance, he just took a step back helplessly, revealing Lars, who had been neglected all along.

"Alfred, maybe this is the first time we've met?" Lars stepped forward, flipped his cloak and said indifferently: "You should have heard of me."

"YES, the leader of the Assassin League, Master Bruce's teacher, he mentioned you to me." Alfred restrained his previous expression, and saluted Lars seriously, "I don't know why you are here?"

"Didn't you see that?" Lars chuckled, "I brought my lovely grandson, the son of that stinky bat, to see the world."

"You, won't you not be welcome?"

The author has something to say: Everyone knows who Lars is here.