Chapter 291: Son of Batman
Half an hour later, the Stellar Detective Agency
"Poke... Poke poke..."
"I'm definitely going to kill you..."Xingle took the chopsticks for a while, poked the cheek of the young man who was tied up by the rope, and made the young man look at Xingle with murderous eyes, but Xingle ignored it and continued to poke the young man's cheek, and the ghost animal feeling in it was already revealed.
The hood covering the young man's face has been taken off by Xingle, revealing a somewhat immature and delicate face, among which the white faces of the West occupy the majority, with black hair and blue eyes, coupled with his young age, he has an extraordinary appearance, basically everyone who has seen it will think of a playboy who can spend more money than Xingle.
And looking at this absolutely, must, definitely the child of that guy's descendants, Xingle is a little... The idea of defiling this kid's mind and making a family of stinky bats a crushing wonder is taking over someone's mind.
"Sure enough... A boy at this age, if he wants to twist it off, do he have to start with women's clothing? β
β... Is it my delusion or are you really thinking about some nonsense and what are you going to do to me? β
The sudden malice made the young man in front of him feel very bad, but it was better to say that it was very likely that the happiness of the second half of his life would be ruined.
"Don't worry about it, it's just a ritual to take you into a new life, just endure it for a while."
Bang bangββββ!!!
Just as someone was about to distort a shining star, a knock on the window interrupted Xingle's movements, and the two minors saw a man's face, sticking to the glass of the window and hammering it hard.
"Dick... You're not a humanoid self-propelled cannon, you're a light bulb. β
After Xingle complained for a while, he opened the door of the office and let Dick and another man behind him in.
A man dressed like a bat and called a bat - Batman.
β... Did you open the field of games? β
As soon as he entered the office, Dick noticed that the space of the office was a bit strange, and at the same time, there were all kinds of energy props fixed in the space, so Xingle must have opened up the game field.
"Otherwise, how do you want to tie up the people of the Assassin League? These guys are real people who can escape from any prison, and if I don't distort reality, how can I trap this little ghost? β
Xingle proudly waved the knight cartridge of "mighty-paladin-ex" in his hand, if the law of reality is distorted, then even the people of the Assassin League have a cage that cannot be escaped.
And at this time, Xingle looked at the bat man who had been watching the boy since he entered the house, and the boy who had been turning his head and silent since the two men came in, I'm afraid...
"It seems that you have already met, and you thought you could see the bloody scene of 'I don't believe it, I don't believe that this bastard kid is my son'."
"He didn't want to believe it at first..."
Xingle turned his head and looked at the young man who had just spoken, and showed a slightly interested smile, and said:
"Oh Huo~ Why is there no image at that time."
"Dead noisy, dead pervert! Hurry up and die for me. β
"Hey, hey, don't say it, this kid looks like your bastard, in the future, if you want me to help you train and train, I promise to train him well."
"Do you think that's possible?"
Batman's rhetorical question shows that unless he is in his right mind, he will not let Xingle touch the boy in death.
"I think it's possible, after all, he wants to cut me on the street, according to the reason, it doesn't matter if I kill him, he can stare here, he should be very grateful to Dade, and ah, don't confuse my position, this guy is my hostage, I said I can only let it go, that is, how can it be justified without the corresponding 'ransom'."
And Xingle also talked about black words at this time, after all, this guy is dressed in black, and if you don't use black words, I'm afraid you can't understand it.
However, Xingle's bold and fast style made Batman understand what this kid wants, 'ransom', he really has it.
β... The League of Assassins has been attacked..."
"......" The moment he heard this information, Xingle was first surprised, and then calmed down, after all, if he had to say it, he could be regarded as having received the most advanced rumors, and he also understood why this little boy wanted to cut himself.
"Let me ask, what is the current state of the Assassin Alliance, with Lei Xiaogu, it shouldn't be..."
"Lei Xiaogu is dead." As a result, Xingle also asked, Batman is a piece of information that made Xingle can't help but widen his eyes, Lei Xiaogu, that old fox is actually dead? That Thunder Xiao Gu who has been deceiving the Grim Reaper for centuries?
β... I'm tempted to say it's a joke, but looking at the expressions on all of you, it looks like that old guy must have died in front of you, right? Besides, it is not soaked in resurrection spring water. β
"I didn't actually see the scene, but to be honest, I also didn't want to believe that he was dead, he had been running away from death for too long."
Regarding Xingle's question, Batman is also full of emotion, Lei Xiaogu's death is actually equivalent to the death of a legend, which always gives people a sense of unreality.
After paying homage to a legend, Batman said:
β... The one who attacked the League of Assassins was Slade. Wilson, nicknamed the Death Knell, you should know. β
"Of course I know, when the Amazon terrorist attack, that guy came to visit me at my house..."
"Where is that guy!!"
In the middle of Xingle's speech, the young man, the tied boy, stared at Xingle with a delicate little face.
β... Let me ask, is it necessary to show this little devil who cuts off people's heads at every turn with the picture of your puppy's legs on the monitor placed near my house? Even if it's your son? β
"My dogleg, your uncle!"
Dick was quite dissatisfied with what Xingle called him, although some of them were right... But is it necessary to call it so directly?
But ignore Dick's whining for now, after all, it's a guy who complains once an hour, and Xingle cares more about...
"Your kid hacked your Batcave system, and in that regard, it's really amazing."
"Isn't it funny? Is it so funny that you get cut down in the street? β
"It's funny, it's funny to see a father not being recognized by his own son, it's funny to the point that a son runs away from home behind his father's back, it's funny to the point that the son who doesn't make it is captured by me, so yes, it's very funny."
Oh bad, this guy... Dick couldn't help but think with a black line on his head, knowing that Batman would mind because of this, he could still be so vicious, it was really more and more hateful, this poisonous tongue.
"Possibly, but you know that Slade will attack the Assassin League, and you're no better."
"If you were to put it that way, didn't you have long guessed that Slade would do this one day? Someone who knew Slade before I did. β
Two men who were a round or two apart in age tested each other, but they both knew that they couldn't test each other in this kind of place, so they just gave up.
Walking to the side, Batman looked at the boy who was tied to the chair, and the boy turned his head, not wanting to look directly at this person as a father, and Batman looked at the boy's appearance after being beaten by Xingle, and said bluntly:
"It's light."
This is his own son, yes, it's a real hammer.
"At that time, there were onlookers, could it be that I was still in front of them, staging a full martial arts?"
After Xingle said angrily, he immediately asked the young man:
"Boy, why do you think I'm going to take you to Slade?"