Cobott and Nygma watched in amazement as the guards outside suddenly all fainted and fell to the ground, unaware.

No, if this stinky boy Hope still has this power, why didn't he use it sooner? How many hairs have they lost in this broken prison!

"What did you do to them, little ghost?" The Riddler's face was expressionless: "Have you finally shown mercy and sent their souls to hell?" ”

"Why did Hope send them to hell?" Children don't understand that in the adult world, 'hell' is just an adjective. He genuinely thought that the Riddler was asking him if he had sent people to hell.

Of course he didn't, and Uncle Lucifer didn't take it from everyone.

So the child dutifully explained to the two adults that Uncle Lucifer is really picky, and hell is also divided into levels, and it is not easy to get a ticket to hell, especially after Uncle Lucifer starts to mess up.

If these guys had gone to hell casually, hell would have been full. Besides, a few of them will definitely not be the souls that Uncle Lucifer likes.

The child thought he was explaining in a language that humans could understand for ten minutes, and finally saw the eyes of the adults who 'understood'.

Peter on the side wanted to speak and stopped, he just wanted to remind Hope that it was not a 'understood' look, it was a 'scared' look.

The child's serious explanation made Colbert and Nygma look terrible.

Nygmar tugged at Copote's clothes and walked to the corner to avoid the two children's eyes.

"Oswald, where exactly did you meet these two imps? The two of them...... It's just not normal to race one by one. "It's so abnormal that it makes him hairy.

Nigma had a bad guess in her mind. The short time he spent with Hope was enough for the clever Riddler to learn that Hope was a very honest child. Honest and weird.

He doesn't lie, and even some common sense about human beings is a little lacking.

He also doesn't seem to be sensitive to what ordinary people define as a 'time of crisis', and doesn't even care about the dangers around him. But now it seems that this lack of care about the dangers around him seems to be a strong confidence in his own strength.

Nygma suddenly began to believe that Hope was most likely a demon from hell. Genuine non-humans.

"So that's why you firmly believe He can save you? You let a little devil from hell save your life? Nigma asked.

Is King of Gotham playing so crazy now? Not only does he want to dominate Gotham, but he also wants to rule over humanity with the power of the devil?

It was only at this time that the penguin realized that Hope's identity seemed to be very wrong, but he really hadn't thought in the direction of non-humans before. If Hope is indeed a little devil, then all the bad luck he has experienced before seems to be traceable.

- When he meets Hope, he will be unlucky.

Of course, when humans meet demons, they will be unlucky.

"I don't know who he is," Copote's eyes glazed over, "and ask again, what if it's this stinky little devil who is thinking about it." Doesn't the imp of this age still believe in the existence of Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy? ”

"You look at his expression, do you think he's fantasizing?"

Anyway, Nigma believed it. So he decided to go around Hope from now on.

What happens when humans and demons get together?

"I advise you to stay away from him, Oswald. I don't think it's a good option to sell my soul to a demon. ”

The Riddler is now convinced that the Penguins must have made some evil pact with Hope and sold his soul to Hope.

"I didn't...... I don't think there will be any contract with him. The penguin man understood what Nigma meant, and he said with some uncertainty.

But in various religious records and film and television dramas, demons are cunning and powerful images. They're evil and seductive, but on the surface they're completely harmless – like Hope. Then these guys from hell will set a trap with sweet words to trick humans into unknowingly falling for it. Souls who are tempted by them will eventually fall into hell.

Originally, Copote didn't think he was a religious, but now he was starting to waver. If there really is hell, he doesn't want to go to hell.

"Do you think it's too late for us to go to church and ask God for forgiveness?" Copote asked hopelessly.

Peter was not interested in the discussion between the two adults. While Hope's abilities are indeed magical, they are not out of his realm of knowledge - after all, the Avengers are gods from Asgard, mutants who derive their powers from genes, and unscientific witches and magicians. Nothing surprising. In Peter's opinion, Hope is indeed a very powerful magician, but he is a little younger.

He looked at the unconscious guards outside the prison gate and reminded, "Guys, should we take this opportunity to find a way to leave?" I think they're going to change shifts regularly. If no one goes out for a long time, the guards outside may notice the anomaly. ”

Let's go out and discuss any questions. Peter was eager to warn these two completely unreliable adults.

Unreliable adults have to admit that Peter was right. Now is a good time to leave, and if you don't seize this opportunity, it will be even harder to be discovered.

"Come on, dear little Hope, hurry up and find a way to open the previous door! Let's get out of here, just get out of here and Uncle Penguin will be able to take you to juice! The penguin man adjusted his complicated mood and did a full 5 minutes of mental construction before finally squatting in front of Hope to coax it.

Hope nodded as if he didn't understand.

Then he asked again: "The person outside just now bullied you, don't you want to retaliate back?" I thought you'd kill them. ”

Peter:!!!

Peter didn't understand why Hope would say such a thing.

The Penguin and the Riddler are more sure of Hope's identity, the demon, of course he doesn't care about the life and death of humans.

Copote wanted to get revenge, but because the two good-looking super-kids were here, he wasn't sure if the two children would have another sympathetic attack and wouldn't allow him to do something not so good.

Hope had always behaved quite politely and sensibly, except for his very bloody remark just now.

Hope didn't think there was anything wrong with this sentence, he knew that life and death were things that human beings had to experience, and no one could escape it. Dad said that there are so many ways to die, and human cannibalism is the most common of them.

"What if I kill them?" The penguin asked tentatively.

"That's not supposed to be a question for Hope. Hope didn't know what to expect. The child looked at Cobot suspiciously, obviously unable to understand why Copote asked the question: "These are your own affairs, and you will bear the consequences." Didn't you make a decision with the consequences in mind? This is not good, Ah Fu said that people are responsible for their own actions, just like when Dad ate too much sugar when he was a child, he was responsible for tooth decay. Everyone is fair. ”

Hope will only watch the penguin people make decisions.

"What happens if I kill them?" The penguin man continued.

Hope didn't know how to answer this question. He picked out what he could to explain, which seemed common sense to him, but his new friend was clearly not clear.

"It's yours to do this...... Not...... One thing in life. Then it will be fairly weighed against good and evil after you die, and in the end you may ascend to heaven or you may fall into hell. The rest of Hope is not clear. Hope said this as if there was no human emotion in his eyes, as if going to heaven and going to hell was a trivial matter to a child, a very ordinary thing.

The Penguins and the Riddler have a cold war together, looking like they are watching a ghost doll from a horror movie, similar to Megan or Chagi.

Peter looked left and right, not quite understanding why the adults seemed to take Hope's fairy tales for the truth.

Of course, he also believed that there was heaven and hell in this world. But Hope is just a kid!

It's a little strange that Nygma and Copote, two mature adults, actually took Hope's words as true.

But perhaps it's not hard to understand, both Nygma and Copote are clearly villains with some lives on their hands. If these guys were caught in New York, they would also be escorted to the NYPD to face trial by law. But in Gotham, they can escape the punishment of the law with money.

But if there really is heaven and hell, they can't escape the reckoning after death.

It's too late to worry now, Peter glanced at the two adults helplessly.

Forget it, when he leaves here, he will find a way to collect evidence of the two of them. Maybe sending them into the game will give them a little more peace of mind and stop thinking nonsense.

"Gentlemen, let's find a way out first. In addition, Hope, punishment should be left to the law, not to the individual. Individuals don't have the right to be above the law, you have to keep that in mind, you know? ”

Hope continued to nod his head as if he didn't understand. His little friend is so powerful, he hasn't learned so much about human beings, and this part of the law belongs to his knowledge blind spot.

But what Hope doesn't quite understand is that laws are also made by humans and are not necessarily perfect, so how can we ensure appropriate punishments and rewards?

This is a bit of a profound question for Hope now, and Hope thinks he should probably go home and ask Dad or Ah Fu, and they must know the answer.

"Come on, try again. Find a way to open the previous door, let's get out of here quickly. The penguin man skimmed over the topic and re-energized the matter that was more important to him.

Peter sighed behind Hope, he felt that Hope's children's education was too problematic, and although he was not qualified to meddle in this matter, he could not watch the children go down the road of punishing the villains privately. Wouldn't indiscriminate violence become the same as bad guys? Besides, this is a magical little villain.

Peter felt he needed to keep an eye on Hope at all times.

But now he could only nervously hold Hope's hand, and couldn't help but whisper: "You must make sure that you are okay before you can open that magic door, you know?" Hope. Magic is powerful and uncontrollable, and your safety is the most important thing! ”

Peter felt that he was young, and that he had begun to appreciate the pain of Mr. Stark's insensible face.

I'm sorry, Mr. Stark, but I was so ignorant! Peter said in his heart. I even think it's annoying for you to be in charge.

"You don't seem surprised by the magic." Nygma narrowed her eyes at Peter.

Peter thought to himself that his life had long been bitten into a sieve by mutant spiders, and magic ...... It's just a small thing. It's just that the people of this world don't seem to know much about magic, or at this stage, magic is just a hidden and invisible heresy.

It's quite possible. The world's most glorious information revolution has just seen a little sign of it, how can this group of guys who have never even seen social media know that there may be countless aliens and villains in parallel universes eyeing this little blue ball in the future.

Oh, maybe there won't be one here. Peter forgot that this was no longer his own world.

In the case of less developed technology, people are more likely to be superstitious about some mysterious things. And these mysteries are often associated with deception. But the moment the edifice of physics was erected, it was almost a devastating blow to theology. Some scientists are beginning to take a negative view of all the mysteries that transcend the physical world, which is probably still at this stage.

And magic is obviously something beyond the material world, and it is normal for them not to believe in it.

But Peter couldn't explain these things from the perspective of the future to the Riddler and the Penguin, so he just casually said, "I don't know...... I think it's time for us to go. ”

Nigma also knew that the focus should not be on Peter's knowledge of magic. So his attention turned to Hope.

"Think about where you want to go right now, and open the door right away." Instead of asking, Nygma turned to Hope and said.

Where do you want to go? Hope thought about it, and the place he wanted to go most now should be home. Not the home where Bruce's dad lives now, but the home with Lucian and Quack.

The clothes that Nygma hung on the wall began to be windless and automatic again.

The penguin approached in surprise, then gently lifted a corner of his clothes.

A dark passage appeared behind the clothes.

Although several people had already seen this scene, they still felt incredible when they saw it again. This is indeed not the result of the laws of physics, it must be a higher level of magic, a miracle of a higher dimension.

The penguin and the Riddler exchanged glances. Hope, a little demon from hell, has the means to make things that are beyond the reach of humans a reality, just like this dark passage to hell. None of them knew where the passage would lead, but they were tempted to enter it.

The penguin man swallowed, and finally said, "Let's go." ”

With that, Cobot took the lead in the passage.

Nygma looked at the two children and decided to go last, making a 'please' gesture to Hope and Peter.

Peter took Hope's hand and slipped into the passage with the same caution.

The passage was not very long, and soon they came to the end.

At the other end of the passage, the penguin people who were the first to reach their destination were in a daze.

Soon, however, the Riddler and Peter joined the daze.

Only little Hope was so happy that he rushed into the arms of the person on the other side like a small cannonball.

It doesn't seem appropriate to say that the other side is human. Because the moment he saw Hope, he was very happy to spread his wings and hold Hope in his arms, and then flew over the hall again, circled a few times, and finally fell back to the ground.

Little Hope giggled happily in his arms, a game he had been looking forward to for a long time, but it was a pity that Daddy Bruce hadn't taken him to play it once.

Lucian's expression wasn't very surprised, as he had just discovered a passage to the human world in the window of his home. Apparently, it was from Hope, who also heard the movement outside through a thin layer of clothing.

The passage that opened and closed just now was made by him.

Lucian's gaze fell on the Penguin and the Riddler, and finally moved down to Peter. His eyes saw the darkness in the souls of the two adults, and at the same time the glittering, pure, transparent souls of the children.

Lucien's eyes narrowed.

"Dear Young Master Hope, would you like to introduce me to these guests?"

This familiar tone reminded Peter of the cyber butler in Mr. Stark's house.

"Hello, I'm Peter, Peter Parker. I...... I'm a friend of Hope, but we've only just met today. Peter smiled a little awkwardly, he didn't expect to visit Hope's house in a hurry.

The house was too opulent, but unlike the Stark-like buildings he had seen that were full of modernity and industrialism, it was full of classicism, as if it had gone back to the last century.

He seemed to have a suit and leather shoes, neatly dressed, his shoes shiny, and a haircut that had been made at least two hours in advance to step on the precious Persian carpet here.

His tattered and dirty clothes didn't fit in here.

Not only did Peter, but even Nygma and Kopot. Cobot was carrying his mother on his back, and the frightened Mrs. Copote was still unconscious.

This oppressive opulence seems to have been the style of the English aristocracy in the last century. Gorgeous decorations, precious porcelain, and a golden candlestick that can make the king of Gotham greedy at a glance. Even the ornate crystal lamp hanging from the roof of the hall seems to be inlaid with diamonds and precious stones.

Peter now knew what was going on with the diamond that Hope had given him. I'm afraid these diamonds are really just small toys for Hope.

"Peter, come here! Lucian said to make us a delicious little cake! ”

Hope gave Lucian several gooey kisses, and then, tempted by Mr. Butler, beckoned his little friend to eat.

Quack also fluttered and flew over at this time.

"Oh, dear young master Hope, I finally see you again!" The crow squealed weakly and threw itself into Hope's arms, looking like it had been ravaged.

God knows how the poor crow has spent these weeks. Gagaga had to endure Lucian's stinky face every day, as if this was not their husband's residence, but Lucifer's bastard's hell.

Lucian's mean mouth is sarcastic every day. Quack is almost tired of this life.

It's a pity that they have studied the magic passage to find Hope before, but there has been no progress. The main thing is that I don't know which world Hope has run to.

Well, Master Hope is finally back! I believe that when he leaves this time, Master Hope will definitely bring his dear friend Gaga!

The crow crows pitifully wept in Hope's arms and wiped away tears. While complaining about his recent life that is worse than death, he gives Lucian eye medicine.

"Mr. Lucien was too much, he didn't even allow Quack to eat cake." Quack waved his wings, and the whole bird collapsed delicately in the arms of the little master: "Quack's wings have to wipe the ashes from the fireplace!" ”

Hope looked sympathetic when he heard this.

"It's okay, we're going to eat cake now, you can eat as much as you want! Quack, this is my good friend Peter. Hope happily introduced, "This is my first human friend!" Peter, this is quack. ”

Peter only heard the crow quacking in Hope's arms. However, he still introduced himself to Gaga, very solemnly and without understanding the language.

Hope took Peter's hand and walked towards the restaurant. There, Lucien had apparently prepared a large meal for them.

The cubs happily disappeared into the hallway, taking with them the light of the Riddler and the Penguin.

The two of them couldn't speak from the beginning, and could only watch as their umbrellas abandoned them for food.

The Penguin and the Riddler looked at Mr. Butler, who looked like a human person in front of him, and a cold sweat ran down the ground.