Bat Fight Simulator

Bruce took off his bat helmet, and his pretty face rarely revealed a kind of old age and fatigue.

He looked at Tim, who was sleeping in the pillow, and the knight who was sleeping with his face propped up, with a guilty, loving and somewhat helpless gentle look.

A young face that was too similar to the Red Hood.

He saw that the scar was squeezed and twisted because of the wrong sleeping posture.

Maybe he had been looking at it for too long, or maybe he was numb from the pain.

This time he looked at it so carefully, but there was no pain like before.

The older blue eyes only reflected the peaceful sleeping face of the knight.

In this room where only the quietness was left, Bruce could even hear the breathing and heartbeat of the two children opposite.

It was as if he was infected by the lightness of the birds still in the room, and even his heart felt calm and warm.

The heart was still beating well, and the outstretched arms could still shield them from something.

Try to make the harm as much as possible, and keep it away from his sons.

He walked alone in the dark room, being more careful than any other time he lurked to avoid disturbing any bird.

He even went to see Damian, Dick, and Jason in this universe who were sleeping in other rooms.

That night Bruce stayed in the Red Hood's safe house until dawn, and then left before everyone woke up.

The next day.

The player saw the blankets on himself and Tim, then calmly wrapped himself up and continued to sleep.

Probably Dick, after all, the eldest brother was the most caring in this room.

Thinking of this, the blue figure gradually walked over and appeared in the living room.

The familiar voice was a bit helpless.

"You two, why did you sleep here yesterday?"

Tim said in a dreamy voice.

"Speaking of which, will there be five bedrooms in the Red Hood's safe house?"

"How could there be, this is not a B\u0026B." The big red bird who woke up but yawned also appeared.

The knight shrugged, "It's better to sleep on the sofa than to share a bed with a big man."

"Don't say that. If you want to squeeze in, big brother welcomes you."

Dick heard it and immediately hugged the wild brother's shoulders happily.

"Go away, I don't want it."

Arkham Knight showed a sour expression. He didn't want to be so disgusting and sticky. Goose bumps appeared.

He raised his arm and pushed Dick's face with his elbow.

"Or you can share a bed with Damian." Red Hood didn't forget to gloat and add fuel to the fire.

The knight rolled his eyes.

"I believe he will get up in the middle of the night to assassinate me." The tone was still very sincere.

"What about me?" Red Hood continued to ask.

The knight's expression was hard to describe.

"You obviously know why, you just ask it for fun."

"Hahahahahaha!" Red Hood laughed so hard that he fell backwards and his stomach was a little sour. He subconsciously reached out to hold the wall.

"So the little red bird is the cutest."

The player happily hugged Tim, who had woken up but had paid a price and looked like he hadn't come back to life.

"Why do you like him so much?"

"Maybe it's because the Red Robin I have is stronger than you."

"It looks like it can beat two of you with one punch." This is an exaggeration.

But after comparing, it was found that the slender little red bird was indeed the best.

Nightwing coughed lightly, looking dissatisfied and aggrieved as he was ignored.

Just as he was about to speak, a Robin came down from the sky to punish him, adding bricks and tiles to the already lively living room.

"How long are you going to dawdle?"

Damian had already washed and changed into school uniforms and was ready to go to school. Today, Dick should take him to school.

The eldest brother seemed to have reacted, and suddenly moved faster to wash and change clothes.

"Oh my God! I have to be on duty today, I'm going to be late again!"

He shouted in panic and was about to take Damian out immediately.

"Hey, your breakfast!" The player shouted to the hurried back.

"Thank you! I'll just eat some cereal on the way to the police station later." A voice came from afar.

Red Hood put the fried eggs and milk in front of Tim, and couldn't help curling his lips while listening to the conversation.

"Why do you care what he does? He's so old, can he still starve to death?"

The little red bird closed his eyes and nodded his head, as if he agreed, and it was more likely that he hadn't woken up yet.

But he could accurately put the food into his mouth instead of his nose.

This made Red Hood, who wanted to see some jokes and had prepared a video, tutted his tongue, and then continued to speak with gloating.

"Do you have another meeting today?"

Tim, who was suddenly backstabbed, screamed, turned his grief and anger into appetite, and ate a lot of food but didn't drink milk. He quietly pushed the milk in front of the knight.

"Oh my God, Hood! Don't mention work at this time!"

"I finally forgot about them!"

Thinking of listening to the long-winded speeches of the group of shareholders and all kinds of social activities.

Even Red Robin would feel overwhelmed. He would rather fight with a few more criminals than listen to the hyena's old-fashioned words, "You are young, we are all for your own good."

At this time, he would envy Bruce for running away. Anyway, his delays, lateness, and disappearance during meetings are all commonplace.

But unfortunately, Tim is not Bruce. He still has to work hard and work double jobs.

The player is not picky about food. He helped Tim drink the milk and won the other party's grateful eyes.

This made Red Hood speechless, but he was not Alfred, so he didn't bother to care about the picky eating of the birds.

Soon, after breakfast, Tim left. Red Hood stretched his muscles in the training room for a while, and then went out.

Why do I owe a new chapter after waking up? Do you have any ideas? Scratching my head

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