The track of dawn in the world of American manga

Chapter 268 66. Aunt Zhou Keer's Ambition - Brother "starsfalling" [1325]

Harley was full of resentment about being recruited as the clown's assistant.

If there is a choice, she would of course prefer to be Mr. K's assistant, but it may be because she is too enthusiastic these days that makes Little Sweetheart Mason very scared.

The shy Mr. K tactfully said that the development time is tight and the tasks are heavy, and everyone in the K team must shoulder their responsibilities.

Therefore, Harley also has to participate in the upcoming conflicts in Gotham, and there is not so much time left for her and Mason to further develop their personal relationship.

However, as Halle's "personal doctor", Mason clearly rejected Mrs. Martha's request to bring Halle by her side.

Although this Aunt Martha in front of her is not as completely crazy as Zhou Keer, but it is still a very risky thing to let Harley's unstable mental state follow Mrs. Martha.

You must know that Aunt Martha in this world has been sent to Arkham at least seven times by the cruel old man in the past ten years, and her neurotic symptoms are biologically true diseases that can be written in medical records.

It is by no means a simple psychological problem that can be summed up.

His decisive decision made Harley Quinn burst into tears and elation at the same time.

Look!
Mr. K really cared about himself, he was afraid that he would be hurt by Mrs. Martha, and he wanted to protect himself!
Mr. K is the best.

This thought made Harry look at Mason even more fieryly. The kind of enthusiasm that was visible to the naked eye made Mason feel that he was stepping into an irreversible dangerous situation emotionally.

It's not that he hates Harry.

It's just that the recent series of things have made him unable to devote his energy to talking about a relationship. After all, he is a very traditional man.

And this huge convoy from the burning Arkham quickly arrived at its destination under the escort of three helicopters. It was not in Gotham City, but in a long-abandoned private territory on the outskirts of the city.

That's right.

It is the Wayne Manor of this world.

After the family was separated by the death of Bruce Wayne 30 years ago, Mr. Thomas sold all the family properties, retaining only this ancestral territory as a kind of memorial.

He no longer lives here, but uses his own casino as the main activity area, and he will use the underground bat cave here when encountering things.

Years of neglect has resulted in the originally luxurious Wayne Manor being overgrown with weeds, like ghosts in an abandoned land.

The build quality of the place is very good though.

As good as a "temporary den" for a group of lunatic criminals who have just been released, it is also very good to use this terrain complex as the front line against the world's most dangerous killer organization.

The penguin butler was sent to bring some food from the city to appease Arkham's "big army". As for weapons, there was no shortage of weapons in this manor.

But it was not yet possible to arm the prisoners of Arkham at once.

"Snapped"

In a restaurant in the abandoned Wayne Manor, the old man brought a military-grade map of Gotham and put it on the marble dining table, and brightened the lights in the room.

He looked at the people around him, besides Mason, Damian and Harley, there was also Mrs. Martha and her deputy, the woman who kept flipping coins and always covered half of her face with her long hair .

This is the "two-faced man" in this world.

Her name is Gilda, and she is the wife of Harvey Dent, the most upright prosecutor in Gotham City, and one of the most dangerous patients in Arkham Asylum.

Speaking of which, her cooperation with Mrs. Martha was the only thing Mason couldn't understand so far.

Because just now, the old aunt clown vividly described to him the story of how she used Harvey Dent's children as bait to kill Sheriff Gordon.

It should be said that Harvey Dent's death in this world was completely planned by Martha Wayne, and Gilda, who had a happy life, became a "two-faced person" because of her.

These two old aunts should be unequal enemies.

But now the cooperation between the two of them seems to be very close. It really makes people wonder why they have temporarily forgotten the bloody feud between them?
"The entire private area centered on Wayne Manor will be the home of the next conflict. I have made some changes to this place in the past few years. Now that there are criminals from Arkham as the vanguard, it should be able to hold Oliver and him back. The cold-blooded killers under his command."

The old man tapped several locations on the map with his fingers.

He looked up at Mrs. Martha, then at Mason, and said:
"I have cooperated with Oliver in the past, and I know that he is a person who can use any means to complete the task, so there is no possibility of reconciliation in this battle.

We must kill him, at least seriously wound him, to end this conflict.

But now I'm not just worried about Black Arrow and his Assassins, I'm worried about the official involvement, especially the unwilling Amanda Waller and her Suicide Squad.

As far as I know, when the first batch of outsiders entered this world a few days ago, Amanda tried to contact them. There is no doubt that Mason, you and Damian have also become her targets. "

"I'm really not surprised by that."

Mason said softly:
"Some people are just so annoying no matter what world they're in."

"I'm going to smash that fat woman's head! She must never give me this chance."

Halle next to him still remembered the embarrassment that she and Mr. K were trying to pick peaches when they were in distress not long ago, and she also had nothing to do with Amanda Waller after she had seen the cruel experiment of the suicide squad before. Good impression.

"Who might show up?"

Damian looked around, stared at the old man, and asked:

"At least a few names for me to prepare for?"

"Hard to say."

Thomas stared at the map blankly, listed a long list of names and said:
"Some combatants of the official occult affairs research organization, such as Shredder Wilson and his metahuman soldiers, are under the command of Amanda Waller.

In addition, as far as I know, Victor Stone, the security adviser directly under the president, is also paying attention to things related to outsiders.

From the perspective of the forces I currently serve, in addition to Black Arrow and his killers, there may also be some super killers who are wandering among the people who may also be involved.

But most of them are active in Europe, so don't worry this time. "

"They're all 'acquaintances'."

Mason rubbed his forehead and said:
"Leave it to me. I have the means to check and balance them. But, Thomas, I would like you to do me a favor, a personal favor."

"Say."

The old man replied coldly, and Mason didn't care about others, saying:

"I want you to help me find the official secret alien laboratory. That's what we said in the car. I'm sure it's somewhere on the east coast. I don't know the exact location."

"I try my best."

This request made Thomas Wayne frown, but he did not refuse.

Aunt Martha, who had been silent all this time, was playing with a prison-style dagger, and with a flick of her hand, it hit the table with a bang, right in the center of the map.

She said in a piercing tone:

"I don't have much to add, but it's late, my little one, it's time for you to go to bed, now, go wash up with grandma, okay?"

She tenderly looked at Damian, who looked exactly like Bruce when she was a child, and made Rice tremble on the spot and looked at Mason as if asking for help. The latter pretended not to see the bear's eyes begging for help.

"Well, I'll do it myself and leave you alone, Martha."

Damian complained fiercely that Mason was not a thing, and went to the bathroom with ease under the watchful eyes of his "grandmother".

"Ah, it's so late, and I'm so tired, I should take a good rest."

Perhaps it was Aunt Clown's words that inspired Harley.

Standing beside Mason, she pretended to stretch her waist, yawned, and took Mason's hand in a natural way, intending to take him to the bathroom on the other side.

Now Mason also encountered Damian's predicament just now.

But looking around, it seemed that no one could help him.

It's self-inflicted.

"Ahem, you go first, I want to talk to Mrs. Martha about something."

Mason coughed and warned the dissatisfied Harley. The cunning Mr. Captain took advantage of Harley's fear of the female clown and successfully "get away".

Mason let out a sigh of relief as he watched the two Amazon war dogs, which were as fierce as hyenas but even bigger, leave the restaurant.

Hearing that Harry was full of energy and chattering endlessly about finding some bones for his pet, he knew that all the rest words just now were deceitful.

This Halle was really getting bolder and less concealed about her plans for Mason.

"So, Mason, what do you want to talk to me about?"

The clown's voice sounded behind Mason.

She asked her assistant, the double-faced man, to see if the criminals in Arkham were messing around, and after Gilda tossed the coin and left, Mason asked softly with curiosity:

"About the double-faced woman, how did you convince her to forget about hatred and help you?"

"Simple."

Aunt Martha picked up an apple, peeled and cut it like a housewife, and prepared a supper for her little grandson, without raising her head, she said:
"Gilda hates me for taking her husband, but she loves her two children more.

You told me that the world will be destroyed in seven days, and I told her the exact words, as if I could refuse madness for the sake of little Bruce and cooperate with Thomas, who has despaired of me.

Gilda can also choose to forget the unimportant things for the sake of her children.

Well, how do you say something?

Adorable children are always the weakness of parents
Mason, I can help you get the words out of Thomas. I have lived with him for ten years and been an enemy for ten years. No one knows Thomas's mind full of anger and self-blame better than I do.

I can convince him to tell you all the secrets about the organization behind him.

But I want to make a deal with you! "

The female clown quickly prepared a simple but warm and nutritious fruit salad. She poured yogurt into the salad at the end and didn't care about Mason's answer.

she says:

"I want you to take me out of here, but this is not the end of the cooperation, I want to see Bruce who has become Batman with my own eyes. Then I want you to help me!
I'm going to free my Bruce from that terrible fate for good, no matter the cost. "

"why?"

Mason raised his eyebrows and asked:
"You may not understand the life of the master, but as 'Honorary Robin', I can tell you responsibly that playing Batman is the focus of Bruce Wayne's life, and it is also the only thing he does besides falling in love with Catwoman. pastime.

Your request is almost to ruin the most important thing in his life, which is not a good choice. "

"I'm a clown."

Mrs. Martha picked up the plate, glanced at Mason, and said in a low voice:

"Nobody understands what it means to be Batman better than I do, Thomas has ruined his life and I don't want my son to follow in his footsteps.

I'd rather him become a trash with no ambition, that's better than him continuing on this road of no return. "

"I can not understand."

Mason shook his head and said:
"Whatever you're planning and I'm not going to be a part of it, but I can send you to Gotham and keep your identity a secret, I can guarantee it.

But to stop Bruce from committing himself to self-destruction, ma'am, you may need to bring some more suitable people.

I mean some good enough and good enough people. "

"That's enough. In addition, your suggestion is very enlightening. I planned to bury those Arkham waste here, but now it seems that I may give them another chance?"

Mrs. Martha gave a wicked smile.

She leaned down gracefully to bid farewell, stretched her body like a dance, and went to find Damian with a midnight snack, so that she could put her little baby to sleep in person.

Seeing that light dancing posture, Mason felt a chill run down his spine.

Think about it.

You were about to go to bed, when suddenly Zhou Keer came in and said with a gentle face that she would tell you a bedtime story and sing you a lullaby. What the hell fairy tale is this?

"I want to make a deal with you too, Mason."

The old man appeared in the shadow behind Mason like a ghost, and the vengeful old knight with a sinister gesture said in a low voice:

"Don't take Martha into your world! She'll do terrible things to Bruce. She gave Bruce all her love and you gave her a little hope when she was desperate.
That's enough to make her more dangerous than ever. "

"But you would have done the same to Bruce without Mrs. Martha, Thomas."

Mason looked back at the straight old man standing in the shadows.

He picked up a piece of apple that Mrs. Martha specially left for him and put it into his mouth. He didn't care whether it was poisonous or not. While chewing, he said:

"You, like her, gave all your love to your lost son, and I didn't just give Martha hope, I gave you the same hope.

If you're worried about Martha doing terrible things to Bruce, then maybe you should go with her.

Instead of making up your mind to die with this meaningless world in your eyes, it's not because you love it so much, you're just afraid of the disappointment in Bruce's eyes when he sees you like this.

Look, old man, I didn't come out for the first time.

This isn't the first different world I've experienced, so I don't have to guess what's going on in your minds. "

He wiped the juice from the corner of his mouth, yawned and left the restaurant while saying to the shadowy Thomas Wayne:

"Don't die casually! Do you hear me? It's not easy for me to find a revenge knight, otherwise Mrs. Martha will go crazy over there and no one can cure her.

Think more about Bruce, think more about your son, I also look forward to seeing the famous scene of the three generations of the Wayne family living together.

Huh, Alfred will thank me from the bottom of his heart. "

A few minutes later, Mason returned to the small room specially prepared for him. He took off his coat and was about to start his busy work tonight, when the door opened unexpectedly.

Damian, who was wearing star pajamas, rushed in as if fleeing, and said to Mason with a pleading face:

"Help me! Please."

"what?"

Mason immediately understood when he saw him like this, curled his lips and said:

"What? Is Grandma Martha going to sleep with her little grandson? It's so sweet, why don't you know how to flatter me, you brat? With your current treatment, does your father want you to know even in his dreams at your age? "

"Just say a few words less, try to let the clown be your grandma!"

Damian said with a sad face:
"This is too exciting. Although Martha wanted to tell me a bedtime story with a gentle face, I was afraid that she would take out a bottle of poison gas from the storybook and pour it into my mouth in the next second.

You help me!
I will be obedient in the future, I promise! "

"That's what you said."

Mason kicked open the suitcase at his feet and gestured to Damian.

The little lunatic immediately jumped in and hid with bright eyes. A few seconds later, the old aunt Martha in her pajamas kicked open the door with a glass of milk in her left hand and a loaded pistol in her right.

She scanned Mason's room with a smile that could scare a child into tears, and after confirming that her little baby was not hidden here, she didn't even bother to say good night to Mason.

He slammed the door and went to find his misbehaving little Bruce.

All the lunatics in Arkham were concentrated in the manor, how could she, as a poor and helpless female clown, have the heart to let her little baby wander around outside?
What if I was hurt by some blind lunatic?
"Let's go, come out."

Mason sighed and let Damian climb out of the box.

He was about to have a few words with Damian, but the door was pushed open again, and Harry, who was wearing a very "simple" pajamas, tiptoely hugged a pillow and barefooted, holding a bottle of very suspicious medicine. Grinning his teeth, he wanted to sneak in.

As a result, when she looked up, she saw Mason and Damian looking at her quietly.

"Ahem, I'm going to teach Damian eighteen ways to use alchemy potions in battle tonight."

Mason coughed, pointed to Damian beside him and said:
"Sorry, Harry, but you should go to rest, put on more clothes, and be careful of catching a cold."

"You brat, how dare you ruin my good deeds! Just wait for me!"

Harley Quinn glared fiercely at the innocent Damian with murderous eyes, and accurately conveyed the message she wanted to say, but seeing that Mr. K was already busy, Harley sighed helplessly. With a sigh, he closed the door again and backed out.

Tonight's night raid failed again.
But that's okay!

As long as you persevere, you will win one day.

Harley encouraged herself so much, hugging the pillow and quickly cheered up and went back to her temporary room boldly.

But here at Mason, the two young men looked at each other, and finally showed expressions of helplessness and mutual understanding. Their two hands finally held together, and silently reached the difficult few moments of male compatriots. A silent promise of helping each other in the sky.

Ugh.
It is difficult to be a human being.

Being a man is hard.

It's hard to be a man in the Bat family!
(End of this chapter)