(Add more to the "starsfalling" brother!) The English name is too long, and it seems rude to call it 'Stars Falling' (laughs))

“？？？”

When he heard the old lady say the name of "Martha", Damian, who was next to him, widened his eyes for a moment.

The little madman stared at his "grandfather from another world" with an expression of "I definitely misheard, you must be joking", and the old lady also put her hand on Damian's shoulder when she looked down at him, to prevent the child from running away because of the fear of the cruel facts.

After all, in the conversation just now, it wasn't just Damian and Mason who were getting information from the old lady, but the old lady also quietly got a lot of information from Damian.

For example, he already knew that in Bruce Wayne's world, the Joker was Batman's most terrifying enemy, and he almost brought the Bat family to the brink of destruction many times.

In this case, when he learns the explosive truth that his grandmother is a clown, Damian's reaction is naturally expected by the old lady.

And this will finally understand what the little madman meant by that strange "self-begging" look that Mason's bad-eyed thing gave him before he got out of the car.

Bastard!

That guy already knew!

There would be all kinds of noisy sounds coming from the originally gloomy ward in front of the two of them, and just by the noise coming from it, they could guess how panicked the people inside were.

It's like a young man who is lying on a corpse suddenly receives a call from his parents saying that they have arrived in front of the rental house where he lives alone, that the sloppy room needs to be cleaned up, that the clothes that are littered need to be sorted out, that the bowls and plates of three days ago need to be thrown into the pool quickly, and that the dirty floor has no time to be cleaned and can only be picked up indiscriminately.

"Nope! Don't let him in! ”

Martha Wayne's screams were piercing for a moment, and rang out of the room in a chaotic resound, and she shouted:

"Thomas! Give me a few more minutes, I'm such a mess here! No! Water, I need water, these damn pigments don't, my wounds.

Oh, my God.

My son's bloodline is back to see his grandmother, and oh my God, it's a dream come true.

Yet I've become one. Monster.

He's going to be scared.

No, Thomas.

Take him away!

Martha has left, Martha is dead, and only Zhou Keer is left here.

I can't see him.

I can't."

The voice in the hospital room was muffled.

But the woman's suppressed cry rang out from within, and in the darkness around her, the sound alarmed the incorrigible in the other wards.

Seeing that the clown, who was the "Arkham Bullies", actually cried, these bastards suddenly became noisy, banging on the cell door like crazy, and making all kinds of strange screams and taunts and provocations.

Let this place of dead despair be lively for a moment, just like the New Year.

"Bang"

A bullet flew out of the muzzle of the old lady's hand and struck the iron door behind him, and in a piercing voice, the old and strong vengeful knight said in a dumb voice:

"Quiet! Otherwise, I'll help you be quiet! ”

Thomas Wayne of Gotham City of this world has no dandy reputation, and based on what he's been doing over the years, he deserves his own "VIP room" in this lively place.

Therefore, this rebuke was full of a certain tyrannical deterrent, making the chaotic sound quieter all at once.

Old Lady Thomas looked at Damian, he crouched down, put his hand on Damian's shoulder, and looked at the complicated look in the eyes of the grandson in front of him.

He whispered:

"Don't be afraid, Damien, she's your relative, and no matter how crazy she is, she won't hurt her. I'm not just bringing you here to satisfy my guilt or resentment towards Martha.

There are also very practical reasons.

I didn't tell the cunning Mason the truth, the entire League of Assassins was my 'peers'.

News of your presence will soon be detected by the Black Arrows, and I cannot guarantee that I will be able to protect you in this city in the face of their outpouring of the East Coast.

I need Martha's strength, which was impossible before.

Bruce's death created an irreparable rift between me and her, and her vicious murder of Harvey Dent and Gordon in her madness left me in utter despair of her.

For the past decade or so, she has been my biggest headache.

It's like the story of Batman and the Joker that you're familiar with, but my relationship with her is obviously much more complicated. ”

The old lady sighed, put the gun in his hand into Damian's hand, and said:

"But your presence is an opportunity, and only you can temporarily heal the terrible rift between me and Martha, and if you ask, she will never refuse.

Listen to me, child.

You are in very precarious situations right now!

You have to get her help, but I'm not going to force you to do it, I'm leaving all the options to you. ”

The little madman glanced at the gun in his hand, and then at the old lady in front of him, who finally showed anxiety and worry when the two were alone, he pursed his lips, put his hand on the door lock, took a deep breath, and said:

"Mason is a nuisance, but he can be trusted.

We're not here to do anything bad, and if even a fraction of what Mason claims is true, then he'll do his best to help the world.

And as far as I've seen so far, you really need help.

We need everything we can to help

My grandfather taught me this. ”

"Your grandfather is a dangerous man, he has instilled in you the idea that it is dangerous, and you should learn from your father."

Thomas took out a key and opened the closed door in front of him, and said to Damien:

"Go in, I'll be here to protect you, don't be afraid, remember! The men of the Wayne family are never short of courage. ”

Damian nodded.

He looked at the room in front of him, which was so dim that there was no light, and raised his feet and walked into it, the small room was littered with all kinds of debris and debris on the floor.

Martha's broken thing when she was crazy with nervousness just now turned this place into a garbage heap.

In front of Damian's eyes, a man in a dirty purple vest and a green shirt was sitting slumped there, with all kinds of paint being sprinkled in her hands, and she shook her shoulders and covered her face when she heard the footsteps behind her.

She screamed in a hoarse voice:

"Don't come here! Little baby, don't come near me, I'll hurt you. Get out! Get out of here with Thomas! Thomas, you disgusting shit!

Take him away! ”

The voice was full of resentment and malice, very much like the fear that a legendary clown would make when he went mad.

But the more she resisted, the more the fear in Dami's peace of mind dissipated, and he could feel the struggle in the heart of the crazy relative in front of him.

For the first time after years of falling into chaos, she may be doing her best to maintain her shaky sanity, just hoping not to scare her lost baby.

That gesture borders on humility.

"I'm right here."

Damian placed the gun on the ground and reached forward to place it on the Joker's shaky shoulder.

He tried to make his voice sound as soft as possible, he had been given various professional classes by his mother since he was a child, and he knew very well what he should do in this situation.

He said:

"Martha. You won't hurt me, I know you care about me, I'm here, I'm real, not fantasies or dreams. ”

Damian's other hand rested on Martha Wayne's arm, which had been painted or bloodied.

The gesture caused the latter to jerk his hand back as if it were an electric shock, but Damian grabbed her wrist.

He whispered:

"Look, I'm real, don't you want to hug me?"

"You're not him!"

Martha Wayne, who was still crying just now, suddenly said in a cold voice at this moment:

"My son doesn't have that much strength, you're lying to me! You little bastard! ”

"Damian! Come out! Fast! ”

Thomas at the door was startled and immediately rushed into the room, but was stopped by Damian.

His wrists were tightly clasped by Martha, and his nails digging deep into the flesh made him feel pain, but instead of fighting back, he stepped forward, so close that Martha jerked her head down to cover her face.

She was really terrified of her face being seen by Damian.

"I'm not Bruce Wayne."

Damian motioned to the old lady not to approach, and while gently hugging Martha in front of him, he explained:

"I'm his son, I grew up in another world, I just learned my last name was Wayne, but I didn't get to see you and Thomas in that manor.

In our world, in that alley, you and Thomas protected Bruce.

He lived, but you died.

I know Bruce misses you guys so much, he's grown up and he's stuck in the nightmares of the year, and I'm not lying to you, Martha.

Your son really needs your help.

I'll take you to him, but now I need you to help us, there are people who are preventing you from seeing your son and my father again, who want to kill me. ”

Damian whispered in Martha's ear:

"They want to take me away from you again, they want you to never see your Bruce"

"They dare!"

Martha let out a terrible scream from under her shaky body, but then, as if afraid of scaring Damien, she slapped the little madman on the back with her backhand.

She hummed a lullaby and reached out to really hug Damian as the old lady watched.

In this dark and cold place, she sat on the ground and held Damian in her arms, her cheeks covered in paint and horrible scars filled with a deep, twisted tenderness.

As for the little maniacs.

He would feel like he was being held by a tigress and could be bitten to death at any moment, but he had to be calm.

"Come"

Damian, who was hugged, whispered to the old lady and beckoned.

The latter hesitated, but finally stepped forward.

As he approached, Damian could clearly feel the muscles of Martha holding him tense, like a mother beast guarding her cubs, ready to attack at any moment.

But under his gentle pat on the shoulder, when the old lady crouched down and put his shaking hands on the shoulders of the two, Martha finally did not stab the prison knife hidden in the cuff.

"I have a plan, Thomas"

Martha, who was holding Damian, licked her lips in the dark, and she said in a dumb voice:

"Go and get those mongrel freaks out of the cell next door, someone is going to hurt my little darling, I'm going to give them the warmest welcome."

"The criminals will run away, Martha."

Damian immediately knew what his "Grandma of Another Plane" wanted to do, and he said with some concern:

"They may take advantage of the chaos"

"No, my little Bruce, let my grandparents worry about these troubles, my little cutie, it's getting late, you should go to bed."

Martha held out her paint-stained finger and pressed it lightly against Damian's lips.

She covered her face and said in a dumb voice like a child:

"You never have to worry about that, grandma is back, grandma will protect you, these mongrels will be obedient, they all know who I am.

If they dare to run away, I'll do it

Hehe.

They didn't dare.

Well, I need a basin of water, a clean set of clothes, and an assistant to see how my hair is messy, so how can I take care of my little blues? ”

——

"These Amazons trust us, but Queen Diana is a cunning leader, she's in the process of getting rid of the poison at this time, and I guess she'll find a way to find out what the three of us are doing when she recovers.

In addition, the Amazonian warriors on the island have begun to assemble, and it seems that they are preparing for an official decisive battle with the Atlanteans. ”

Talia's calm, nonchalant voice came from the communicator.

Following Catwoman's warning, the would-be queen of the Assassins wasted no time in contacting Mason and relaying the information he had gathered to the captain.

"I see."

Mason's heart sank.

Just as he was about to continue asking, he heard a violent explosion in the Arkham asylum in front of him, which made Mason realize that something was wrong.

He gave up asking for more details, got on his motorbike and rushed to the madhouse that was already on fire, and instructed:

"Talia, I'm not sure if Barry Allen is dead or alive at the moment, and I don't know where he's going next, but if I were him, I'd definitely be the first to find my teammates after escaping an attack in a strange world.

Thus it is possible that he will appear on Paradise Island.

If you or Selena meet him, remember to hold him steady.

I'm following the line of your father-in-law to find the truth about the end of this world, and I'll let you know when there's news, and in the current situation, we can work with Barry Allen.

The premise is that the young man has to calm down first, and at least see the situation he is facing. ”

"What do you mean by 'our two fathers-in-law'?"

Talia asked rhetorically in an unhappy tone:

"Just because Thomas Wayne is Bruce's father doesn't mean he's my father, I don't have anything to do with Bruce anymore, and I'm not a pathetic woman like Selena who is willing to give up her independence and attach herself to a man.

You'd better not provoke me on that either, Mason.

Well, if Bruce really knew that we had found his father, he would be happy, even though Thomas Wayne sounded dark and evil and fit to join the Assassins. ”

"Forget it, if the old lady enters your Assassin League, I'm afraid you won't survive the first night. He's not a guy you can just handle. ”

Mason scoffed at Talia's tone, saying:

"And I think the 'surprise' that Bruce can get in this world may be more than just finding his father.

In short, to establish a stable relationship with my Atlantis teammates as soon as possible, I need some intelligence from the bottom of the sea to support my current judgment of the situation. ”

"Okay, I'll tell you any news from Bane's side as soon as possible."

Thalia responded:

"But if I'm going to form a second team of Team K when I go back, I'm going to need some help, and it just so happens that there are a lot of Amazons here who can't get what they want under their queen."

"It's up to you."

Mason drove his motorcycle down from the sky.

Seeing that the penguin butler was hiding behind the luxury car and shooting at the soldiers rushing out of the burning Arkham asylum, he shook his head and said:

"As long as you have the ability, I won't stop you from emptying the entire paradise island, so be it, we'll talk next time."

The moment communication was cut off, Mason jumped off his motorcycle and pulled out his silver pistol with his backhand and fired forward.

The gunshot's shooting skills made the pressure on the penguin butler suddenly relax, but before the two of them could breathe, they heard a more violent explosion.

In the midst of the firelight, Mason looked up and saw the old lady and a woman in a robe coming out of the burning Arkham asylum.

And in the midst of them was Damian Wayne, who was holding his hands.

If it weren't for the old lady and the old lady holding a gun, if it weren't for the fact that there were many strange guys behind them cheering and burns and looting, this scene like a family returning from an outing was really healing.

This is especially true for the Wayne family.

"Click"

Mason snapped a picture and planned to take a souvenir.

But in the next moment, he was held to the head by a pearl with a black revolver, and the green-haired woman wrapped in a cloak looked at him with vicious eyes.

A few seconds later, she exchanged glances with Damian beside her, and then threatened in a dumb voice:

"You've been bullying my little Bruce? You're pulling my little darling into this damn danger? Do you need me to give you a taste of the bullets? ”

"It's me, that's right."

Against the backdrop of the burning fire in front of him, Mason spread out his hands to show that he had no malicious intent, and he whispered:

"But on the bright side, it's me who reunites your family, and I'm going to give you one more chance to see baby Bruce, and I'm willing to do it.

So, Mrs. J, put down the gun, okay?

Now that one shot crashes, I'm only going to make things worse.

I mean, you don't want to put on this face that scares crying children and get along with your bear grandson who has learned to secretly report to parents, right?

You obviously have a serious illness, and I have medicine here, and I am an alchemist, and I can't cure you, but at least I can make sure that you don't frighten your son when he appears in front of him.

Martha! Martha.

I'm your friend, and I really don't want to kill another clown. ”

(End of chapter)