Martin Variety in American Comics

Martin's thoughts are the same as Bruce, but he did not use the shadow ability to peep at Talia.

Compared with his father, Talia, although he is underground and one heaven, he is not stupid enough to speak in the old nest.

Martin didn't want to fight the grass to shock the person behind Talia, and then gave up his plan to faint her first, and drilled out of Dick's shadow.

"Martin ..."

"Hush!"

Martin covered Dick's mouth, and then smiled and nodded to Alverd, who was standing on one side.

"Mr. Martin!"

Alfred knew Martin's identity today from Dick, and was not surprised to look at the ninja emerging from the shadow.

Martin nodded back to his old housekeeper, and then released Dick, and said to him, "You can't learn Alverd, calm down, don't make a fuss."

Dick glanced at him: "You suddenly emerge from the shadow, and it is normal to be scared."

"No joke!"

Martin pulled Dick and said to him, "I have saved Bruce out, Talia may jump the wall at any time, so that the guards in the building are prepared to be attacked."

Alverd nodded and walked out of the room to find a guard.

Dick looked at Martin sitting in a chair, and knew that he was just an appetizer for the guard. He must have other things that did not say.

"I hate this feeling."

When Dick faces Bruce, he often has this sense of weakness, because he always can't keep up with the other party's thinking, and now is the same in the face of Martin.

"Say, why don't you catch Talia directly?"

Martin perceives the actions of everyone in the entire floor through the shadow, and asked easily: "What kind of person do you think Talia?"

Dick crooked his head and searched for the few memories, and then said, "Heart is cruel, killing people like a hemp ..."

"Stop and stop, are you talking about people?"

Martin urgently stopped Dick's stereotypes.

Dick dissatisfied: "What kind of person do you say Talia?"

"Zhida is sparse."

Martin explained: "Talia has always wanted to inherit the Assassin Alliance from Lalus, but her planning actions have repeatedly failed, and most of them are because of Batman."

"Over time, this woman's ambitions are getting heavier, but the hope of the victory of Batman is getting more and more slim. Therefore, she dug out Jason Todd and wanted to use it as a breakthrough."

Dick clapped: "That's right, we catch Talia now. The Assassin League has no head, and naturally there is no way to make a wave."

"Are you serious?" Martin snorted.

Dick sit down honestly: "Just make a joke. There is no ability to let the two proud people such as Bain and Clown, who can do things with her. There must be someone else behind this incident."

"So wait, Wayne is here, Bruce is separated from their control, and the initiative is here."

Martin held his head with both hands and listened to the shadow's voice quietly, saying to Dick: "If they have no action, it is better. In this way, you have time to organize the order of Gotham City."

Dick frowned slightly: "What about Bruce? This is his company."

"The bullets that are not fired are the most threatened."

Dick nodded, leaned on the chair, holding his chest with both hands, and starting to wait.

Waiting is a long torture.

So Dick's first training was patient training.

He suppressed his breathing, controlled himself not to have other small movements, and concentrated on the clues of the Assassin Alliance.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the door next door, and then the sound of gunfire.

Dick stood up subconsciously, but he didn't bring any equipment around him. Everything that could prove that he was the night wing was hidden.

He eager to save people, but touched the thin suit on his body, and eventually gave up this kind of death and looked at the leisure Martin.

"Now it's time for you to be saved!"

Martin stood up tightly. Although the gunfire outside was fierce, the leaders and ninjas who rushed in under the leadership of the death shooter and the killer crocodile, the two sides were evenly matched.

There was nothing about the directors next door. All of them shrank behind the table and shivered by gunfire.

Talia left his room and was close to the room where Dick and Martin were.

"Be careful, Talia is here."

Martin frowned and protected Dick behind him, reminding him of the situation outside the door.

He began to change the form again, and his body began to swell. The Japanese -style general -style armor gradually covered his body, and the Tai Dao composed of a shadow gradually took shape.

Dick is not worried: "Talia has no superpowers, she will never be your opponent."

Martin did not speak, and the flames of the burning sin from the waist gave it to Dick: "Take the defense, don't forget to return it to me after the end."

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To put it, the bullets of high -speed flight shattered the wooden door and flew into the house.

Martin waved too much, wrapped in black shadows, and hit all the bullets.

Then, he strode forward, holding his handle with both hands, tore the bullet storm with the trend of the mountain, and welcomed Tallia.

Talia looked at a black warrior suddenly rushing out, and she was shocked. She did not get any information.

In panic, she raised the submillary gun in front of her, and at the same time pulled the knife with her left hand, stabbing the abdomen of the black samurai.

Such a reaction can never be called slow.

If she was facing an ordinary person, this move could force the opponent to retreat even if it could not win.

But Martin was not an ordinary person. The shadow sword in his hand directly split the steel submachine gun, and the tip of the steel knife that stabbed his stomach was also broken.

A cold breath came to her face, and Talia's pupils shrank sharply, as if she saw death coming.

But the training she received since childhood allowed Talia to react at the last moment, rolling on the ground and avoiding the blade that fell a little slower.

The wine-red hair was cut off by the blade and flew in the wind.

Martin did not continue to chase, and Talia also tried to control the impact of escaping death on her body.

Her chest rose and fell violently, and the two mountains were very conspicuous. Her eyes moved around and observed the situation around her.

"It's too late to figure out the structure here now."

Martin stared at Talia and taunted: "Besides, even if you can escape from my knife, what about your son? Are you going to leave the child here and ignore him?"

Talia stood up slowly and moved: "He is also Bruce Wayne's child. Will you kill him?"

"What a ruthless mother. I'm curious why Bruce would sleep with someone like you?"

Martin heard the sound of weapons colliding in the house. Dick and Damian, the little brat, started fighting.

"If your son wants to stay, you can't leave."

Martin turned his wrist and slashed out with a long sword. The shadow rolled out like a wave, crushing everything in front and rushing towards Talia.

The long sword in Talia's hand instantly broke into several pieces and stuck to the wall, with no way to retreat.

Martin was about to raise the tip of the knife, when suddenly someone kicked the glass and kicked his head.

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