An extended Lincoln gradually drove into the depths of Gotham City, near the edge of the city in a building... Villas, or rather, castles.

A castle that is close to the ancient style of England, just by looking at it, it is quite magnificent and has a sense of age, giving people a first impression that even if there is a Dracula, it is not strange.

And here, there is Wayne Manor, the youngest billionaire in Gotham, Bruce . Wayne's residence is in the middle of the mountains and forests, in this magnificent and age-rich castle.

For Xingle, who was sitting in Lincoln and watching the castle, this kind of thing of looking at the castle through the car window did not seem to be the first time, but the history and sense of the castle made Xingle somewhat interested.

"I'm amazed that you didn't look at the castle like a hillbilly."

Damian, who was sitting opposite Xingle, looked at his 'brother' a little arrogantly, and there was a little disappointment in his eyes, that is...

"When you've ever seen a dragon with a castle and a flying body, you don't think this kind of small castle is a kind of show-off capital."

"......" Damian looked at Xingle with a determined look, and wanted to say, where is this kind of dragon, but... Considering that this cheap brother is really not done by people, so in order not to slap himself in the face, he still thinks that it is better to say less and make himself regret it.

"Master Damian, Mr. Han, we're about to arrive at Wayne Manor."

In the front seat, an old man who looked kind and capable turned his head, looked at the two 'brothers' who were chatting very well in the back seat, reminded him, and a trace of thought flashed in his eyes.

Hopefully, Master Bruce will be able to chat with Master Damian like this.

With such a thought in his heart, the old butler, who was a little older, looked at the road he had walked countless times with some hope, and looked at the people who were in the ancient castle, looking through the window, at the slowly advancing vehicles nearly a thousand meters away, and the corners of the old butler's mouth were slightly upturned under the gentleman's beard.

"I see, Mr. Alfred, thank you for sending us up."

"Cut, I'm pretending to be obedient again..."

"In my consciousness, I have the idea of respecting the old man when I should respect the old man, and when I shouldn't, I will do whatever I want, so I'm not pretending, I'm just more flexible than you kid."

Xingle laughed while rubbing Damien's unhappy head, and Damien was still furious to catch Xingle, but he was played by Xingle.

During this time, the Lincoln sedan carrying the two of them entered the inside of Wayne Manor, and looking at such a magnificent manor, I was somewhat emotional, the vegetation, the sense of age, and the artistic atmosphere here are all rare styles in Naxino.

Maybe the city of Nasinau is more cosmopolitan, compared to the special British style of Gotham, which is close to London a hundred years ago, it may feel like entering another world, especially the crime rate here, which is particularly powerful.

After Xingle and Damian got out of the car, they were full of... All kinds of animal-like art flower beds, I thought ...

"I thought the animals that would appear here were all bats."

"We're not going to let the newspapers on the street have the words 'Bruce. Wayne is Batman? Such lace news. ”

Alfred's implication is that he won't do anything to expose his identity, and he is also complaining about Xingle's actions.

Like Xingle, you don't have to worry about exposing your true face, I'm afraid that in the industry, Han Xingle is the only family, but... Now there are no people who don't have long brains who dare to mess with Han Xingle, so Xingle's life seems to be a little calm.

But secretly choppy and choppy, for sure...

The two minors followed Alfred forward, and each of them carried their own luggage, and even they were not cheeky enough to ask an old man to carry their luggage for them.

Pushing open the door, showing some high-sounding house interiors inside, looking inside, the corners of Xingle's mouth couldn't help twitching, such a luxurious thing, placed at home... Sure enough, it was the pervert Batman who dared to come up with it, so that even the smartest person would deny Batman and Bruce after comparing it with Batman's dark style. Wayne's relationship.

Pedaling ——! The rhythmic and down-to-earth sound of stepping on the ground was heard in front of them, and on the stairs leading to the second floor, a figure in a woolen sweater walked down.

The upright posture, the brisk stride, the confident gaze, and the handsome look all indicate the true identity of this person.

Bruce. Wayne, the other identity is the famous social vigilante in Gotham - Batman, but at this moment, he should only have one identity, Damian's biological father.

The man who came down looked at the two children below, smiled, and then said:

"Welcome to Wayne Manor."

“... Damian, pay attention, this man actually doesn't like to laugh, so you have to learn to tell if this man is really laughing or fake, if he is really laughing, be careful of what conspiracy he has, if it is a fake smile, don't hesitate, just hit him at the root of his life. ”

At this moment, even if it's Bruce. Wayne, his hands are a little itchy, and he wants to teach Xingle a lesson, look at what you said, you're here to dismantle the stage, right?!

Seeing his father's clenched fist clearly, Damian glanced at Xingle with disgust, and then raised his foot, and stepped on Xingle's instep with one foot, which immediately made him feel painful.

“ah~~~！”

"Heh, what's wrong? The soles of the feet are too slender? Damian retorted, and walked up the stairs to see Bruce, who was also heartily hooked because of this scene, and after a moment of hesitation, said:

“... I'm back, father..."

“... Welcome back, son. ”

The two then walked upstairs, where they were able to avoid Xingle and have a good chat.

"That kick just now, I stepped on it very well."

"Well, I've wanted to step on him for a long time, and it's usually fine, but when it comes to this time, I can't help but get him."

In this way, the two fathers and sons walked up and began to communicate gradually, leaving Xingle alone holding his feet and suffering pain.

But...

"My child, I'm sorry for you, Mr. Han."

Alfred on the side bowed lightly to Xingle, how to say that he is also an old man, he can see the hidden true intention of Xingle's actions, but it is true to say that it is Bruce's guy, who is not very good at being a father, and has obviously done it three times.

"Haha, it's exposed." In this regard, Xingle changed his original wow-wow-wow painful face, and began to show a smiling face, without the embarrassment of being exposed at all, the hand holding his feet, he also let go, and his feet stepped on the ground, which was fine at all.

This is originally Xingle's acting skills, and Xingle naturally won't be stepped on because of Damien's little strength, and his feet hurt.

It's just that as soon as he entered the door, he saw some hypocritical expressions on Batman's face, which made Xingle angry in his heart, and decisively used his usual out-of-tune performance, so that the two of them could temporarily follow their hearts, so that when they communicated later, there would be no topic.

It's your own topic, and you have to be disliked.

"To be honest, he can't be like Disa, it's not that he becomes another race, it's just that he can change his personality, put on that dress and be cold and rational, and after taking it off, he will all point his IQ back to EQ."

"I've tried, but you've seen the results."

Xingle's complaint was finally agreed by the old housekeeper, and it was the point of discussion between the two of them, which was a bit unusually powerful.

"I'm going to make some afternoon tea for the young masters, do you need it?"

"Milk and pudding, if you need help, just say it."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm not old enough to need someone to watch anything."

"No, no, no, respecting the old and loving the young is what my teacher has always taught us, and we can't give this up."

I don't know why, but in this dialogue, there is a touching chill......

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On the other side, on another universe, on another... Place - the interior of a building of a secret agency

——————！！！

The sound of the alarm sounded, letting people know that there was an emergency, and the Asian figures in special operations uniforms began to act, and they must know what was going on.

Eventually, loudspeakers in the corridors and rooms appeared like this:

"Intruders! Intruders appear! The intruder appears in Sector S and heads for Area B, repeating that the Intruder appears in Sector S and flees to Area B. ”

In this case, the personnel were prompted to move towards Area B of their institution, or along the roads, in an attempt to find the intruder.

Merely...

————！ In the monitoring room, after turning off the microphone, a figure wearing the same black military uniform spit out the filling in his mouth, and re-installed his nose bone by the way.

"Hoo ————"

After exhaling a breath of turbidity, this figure, the intruder who had been disguished - Wu Yong looked behind him again, and knocked down the soldiers on the ground with his own hands, Wu Yong shook his head helplessly, counting the previous two times, he had already invaded this facility three times... Of course, a version of a different parallel world.

However, after looking for it three times, Wu Yong found that he did not win the bid, and after that, there was a parallel world of near omen, and he needed to break through by himself, which was simply a sin.

"Why don't we just ask Noah to help us confirm... If we look for it like this, even we'd be crazy. ”

After drawing a string of numbers in his notebook, Wu Yong decided to go to the next parallel world, and God knows how many more to go.

As he spoke, Wu Yong quietly escaped from the monitoring room, that is, on the wall, the sign with .t printed on it, seemed a little lonely......