[Comprehensive British and American] The daily collapse of the villain

Misha had already walked up the stairs on the second floor. As soon as she walked up the second step, she discovered that there were actually human mood swings on the second floor!

Misha's eyes widened, and she stepped back calmly.

'what happened? ’ Her brain was spinning fast with the imminent crisis, ‘the mood swings are not much, but this is a cover-up.killer?assassin? '

Misha backed away as gently as possible, but it was still as harsh as a large tractor to the ears of Damian Wayne, a boy who had been specially trained in the League of Assassins since he was a child and who was hiding in the dark.

'She found out, it really is not an ordinary person. ' Damian immediately judged accurately, hesitantly pressing the hand on the handle of the knife, 'Is it Batman's current staff in this stronghold?But looking at the clothes, it seems to be just a student...'

Forget it, let's make a threat first.

Damian nodded selfishly and decided to take the initiative.

Misha was still backing away slowly at first, but when she realized that the emotional fluctuation was getting closer to her, she turned around and ran away quickly.

Fuck, blah, blah, blah! ! !

Thanks to the fact that the mobile phone was placed on the suitcase, Misha picked it up along the way, accelerated again, and rushed all the way to the gate. Before she could push the door, a knife was slanted across her neck.

"Hey, who are you?" A clear young voice came from behind her, sounding rather impatient, "What's your relationship with Batman?"

Under the threat of death, Misha didn't even dare to speak out.But when he heard Damian's unreasonable words, he laughed angrily, "I live here, but you still ask me?"

Damian frowned, isn't this the Nth stronghold of Batman?

It's no wonder he thought so, even though he had only been with Bruce for less than a week, Damian was dumbfounded by Bruce's level of caution.

Damian deeply felt that even if the earth was going to be destroyed, Batman would have made at least five different plans in advance to escape.

So... It should be normal for him to have many strongholds, right?

Damian, who ran away from home, specifically chose New York, which is far away from Gotham, and found a (pseudo) New York stronghold next to Bruce's table to hide himself before leaving, didn't know how to make a choice.

'If she lies, I'll kill her. ’ mused Damian grimly, who hadn’t yet received a Batman education, ‘but what if what she said was true?Sleeping on the street is too easy for Bruce to find out...'

He is in the rebellious period, and he doesn't want to be controlled by his father at all.What's more, Damian didn't want to admit to this father who appeared out of nowhere.

'This Batcave is nothing but Pennyworth's cookies,' Damian sneered, 'I haven't been training in the League of Assassins for a week. '

Misha didn't know that Damian was distracted, or she didn't know how to answer. She was already thinking about how to deal with the person behind her who couldn't even see his face.

After all, she is still a mutant... Although her skills are not as powerful as Wanda's, she can't be cowardly!

Misha quietly cheered herself up in her heart, trying to ignore the fear from her neck.

She tried hard to feel Damian's emotional fluctuations, and at the moment when the emotional range was the weakest, she suddenly activated her ability.

Certainly!

With confidence in her strength, Misha is no longer afraid.She grabbed the sharp blade—it was harmless for the time being without swinging it, and slid in. Without looking at Damian who was struggling hard but to no avail, she stood up and ran.

Damian gritted his teeth, what kind of spell is this!He originally wanted to bite the tip of his tongue to increase his agility, but in this situation, he couldn't even move his teeth.

He secretly hated himself for being careless.

Misha quickly pushed the door open, when the phone rang again.Instead, it reminded her that she just flicked the text message on her phone and slid the page to the dialing area.

"Misha!" A calm and powerful male voice suddenly sounded from outside the door. Misha looked up and saw that he was wearing a suit, tall and straight, leaning against a cool black car, and beckoning to her, " Long time no see. Did you get my text message?"

"...B, Bruce? Text message?" Misha was stunned.But soon she realized, "Hurry up and get the car out of here, Bruce! There is a killer in my house, he was just targeted by me—" Remembering that Bruce didn't know about his mutant ability, Misha quickly changed his words, "Tie up. "

"Killer?" The man Misha called Bruce chuckled, "No, that's my son, Damian Wayne." He stepped forward, opened the door again, and made a gentlemanly gesture. 'Please' gesture, "I'm very sorry to have misunderstood you, ma'am."

Misha's eyes widened. This fact turned and turned and turned, and she couldn't turn her head around.Indeed, the speaking voice was that of a boy.but……

Misha: "...your son is too cruel."

Bruce looked at Damian, who was also wide-eyed because he was surprised by his appearance, and curled his lips and said, "Shujia discipline, I'm very sorry."

Misha shrugged.She had heard that Bruce's family was very rich, so it shouldn't be so difficult for his son to play with knives and guns.

As soon as she released Damian's confinement mode, the brat slapped him instead, raised his eyebrows, and asked Bruce, "Isn't this your stronghold? You almost killed me."

Bruce raised his eyebrows while accepting Misha's puzzled gaze, "I never said that you took my home address book without authorization, Damian."

"What!" Damian not only didn't feel guilty about taking other people's things privately, but instead focused on the strange place, "Household? What do you mean!"

He put the knife in front of Bruce, and said angrily, "You betrayed your mother, Batman!" Damian pointed at Misha who was watching, "You have lovers in New York! You can also see this immature woman." ?”

undeveloped woman...

undeveloped woman...

undeveloped woman...

The calm string in Misha's heart was suddenly broken. She lowered her eyebrows and said with an obviously unfriendly expression, "Who are you talking about, brat."

She crossed her arms and said angrily——

"No, no."

"Who are you talking about, nephew?"

The author has something to say: Damien: ? ?