Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 666 Family and the Big Guy
Two modified Batmobiles sped away through the burning streets with agility that was beyond their size.

A bat motorcycle was leading the way ahead, and the Bat Family channel was silent at this moment.

No one was in the mood to talk. Who was that person on Catwoman's communicator?
When everyone heard the familiar voice, they had already guessed it.

Every member of the Bat Family, every generation of Robin has his own psychological trauma.
But to be honest, although Bruce Wayne doesn't know much about family atmosphere, he does a good job in creating a good family atmosphere.

Just look at what happened after his "death", when these Robins gathered together and were willing to protect Gotham City for him.

However, the fake death of their "father" still made these "children" feel fooled.

Damian Wayne twists the accelerator and the exhaust sound of the heavy black Batmobile echoes throughout the street.

Blue flames burst from the motorcycle's exhaust.

The noise even caused the gangster gunmen and federal soldiers who were fighting nearby to stop and look over here.

Damian Wayne is in no mood to appreciate the chaotic Gotham at night.
He stepped on the accelerator to maximum speed, wanting to get back to Wayne Manor as quickly as possible.

The Batmobile was driving at an astonishing speed at high speed, and even the chaotic night scene around it was turned into a psychedelic flying light band in Damian Wayne's eyes.

"This city is ugly enough when it's quiet.
Now it's boiling like a pot of boiling poison. Maybe my grandfather is right. Gotham is hopeless!"

Damian Wayne complained in his heart and stepped on the accelerator again.

Ten minutes later, a Batplane, two Batmobiles, and a Batbike arrived at the disguised Batcave from the secret passage.

Damian Wayne had just stopped his motorcycle when his communicator rang.

Several generations of Robin from the Bat Family stopped and looked at him.

Damian Wayne looked at the communicator number in his hand and gestured to everyone.

Dick Grayson nodded to him and led the others to the Batcave.

Damian Wayne leaned against a stone cave in the corner:
"Hi, Mom!"

A screen of light was projected onto Damian Wayne's communicator.

On the other side of the light curtain was a noble lady wearing an equestrian knight's outfit, strolling on a golden horse. Behind her was an old European-style castle.

"Baby, how are you doing in Gotham? Do you miss mom?"

The female knight seemed very happy after seeing Damian Wayne.

"Mom, where are you?"

On the other side of the light curtain, Damian Wayne looked at his mother, who was completely different, in silence.

"Oh, this is a castle your grandfather bought in Switzerland more than a hundred years ago. I brought him here for vacation recently!"

Talia al Ghul waved aside, holding the communicator.

Damian Wayne immediately noticed the ninja master Lei Xiaogu with a gloomy expression next to him.

He was also wearing a black equestrian outfit, but his gloomy face proved that he was not very happy at the moment.

"Grandfather!" Damian Wayne has disrupted the League of Assassins' operations in Gotham City more than once.

However, he still maintained the proper respect for his grandfather.

"Yeah!" Lei Xiaogu glanced at Damian Wayne, nodded, shook the reins, and directly left the range of the communication light curtain.

"Mom, what happened to grandpa?" Damian Wayne asked puzzledly.

Talia al Ghul smiled sweetly: "Nothing, it's just that guy Bruce, who captured him and imprisoned him here, and took his identity!"

"Ah?!" Damian Wayne listened to his mother's nonchalant explanation, his mouth instantly opened wide enough to swallow an apple.

"So the current leader of the Assassin's League is 'him'!?" Damian Wayne said strangely, "You knew from the beginning that he faked his death, so you didn't even show up at his funeral!"

Looking at his mother's lustful expression, Damian Wayne was sure that she must have known her cheap father's plan.

Maybe she was even involved in imprisoning my grandfather.

There was no way. He knew from a young age that although his mother appeared to be ruthless on the surface, she was actually a love-brained person at heart.

"You came to me to tell you this!?" Damian Wayne scratched his head and thought about why he didn't tell anyone about Catwoman for the sake of family harmony.

"I'm doing this for Gotham!"

Talia al Ghul looked at Damir Wayne with a serious expression.

"I received news that the League of Assassins' branch in Gotham City suffered a devastating blow!"

"You want me to help!" Damian Wayne's expression darkened.

"No, I want to tell you that you must not interfere in Gotham City's affairs. Don't listen to the Assassin's League or "him"!"

Talia al Ghul warned solemnly.

Damian Wayne opened his mouth slightly and said in surprise, "Mom! Why, you and he both said so. Is there some big shot behind these soldiers? Didn't my grandfather say that even the president of the Federation was assassinated several times by the Assassin's League? Why are you so afraid of these people!"

Talia al Ghul narrowed her eyes. "He contacted you. It seems he still has a conscience!"

"Baby, it's not that simple. This matter involves the existence behind the Tang Group..."

"You mean 'Heaven'?" Damian Wayne was shocked: "Have they finally extended their evil hands to our world?!"

Damian Wayne is the head of both the League of Assassins and the Wayne Group, and knows many secrets that ordinary people don't know.

For example, the giant Tang Group is just a tentacle of a more powerful force reaching into their universe.

For example, the Justice League, including his father Bruce Wayne, has been secretly planning to free the world from the control of "Heaven".

But before he could make a plan, something happened to Superman Clark.

He knew that his old father had always suspected that the changes that happened to Superman Clark were caused by people in heaven.

So when he heard his mother say that the events in Gotham this time were actually related to "Heaven", even Damian Wayne, who had always been arrogant, couldn't help but gasp.

"Remember, never interfere in Gotham's affairs. Remember that!" Talia al Ghul repeatedly warned her beloved son.

.........

"Click"

The heavy door of the secret base 30 meters underground opened.
When the Bat Family walked in,
The AI ​​Afu has already turned on the computer wall full of monitors.

Alfred, the old butler who had always been with Bruce Wayne, died more than a hundred years ago.

He refused the injection of God's potion and embraced death calmly.

In his grief, Bruce Wayne, influenced by Tony Stark, designed an artificial intelligence to commemorate his father who was both his teacher and father.

The current chaotic scene in Gotham can be seen on surveillance cameras throughout the city.

Nightwing Dick Grayson stood in front of the surveillance camera with his shoulders folded, looking at the chaotic Gotham with an indifferent expression, anger burning in his eyes.

Even though Gotham is recognized by the world as a cesspool.

But he would not allow these people to run rampant in "his" city.

"Afu, report on the situation in Gotham City!"

"Half an hour ago, a group of federal paratroopers landed at Arkham Asylum and executed 70% of the mentally ill patients there!"

"Twenty-five minutes ago, the Assassin's League's base was attacked by an air-to-ground missile, and no signs of life were found in the ruins!"

"Twenty minutes ago, the Hyena Gang's bar was blown up, and none of the twenty-seven members in the bar survived!" "Fifteen minutes ago, two special forces raided the Elliot and Cobblepot families!"

"Just as you were on your way back to the manor, seven families in Gotham City were attacked by armed forces, and a large number of police officers and municipal officials were arrested!"

The voice of old butler Alfred rang out in the Batcave.

“The list of people who suffered armed attacks matched the list in the database by 98 percent!

Master Grayson, based on our analysis, we cannot rule out the possibility that the Batcave data center has been invaded!"

"Open multiple firewalls and start the self-check and disinfection program!"

"Multiple firewalls were activated one hour and twenty minutes ago, and the self-check did not find any intruders!"

After nearly ten seconds of silence, Dick Grayson walked to a corner of the Batcave, where there was a transparent isolation cabin.

There is a black bat suit.

That's Bruce Wayne's suit.

Dick Grayson reached out, unlocked the door with his fingerprint, and opened the isolation cabin.

He took out a pure black helmet and put it on his head.

Inside the helmet, mechanically driven plates moved to adjust their specifications to better fit his face and neck.

Finally, with a slight snapping sound, this gloomy helmet armor was buckled on Dick Grayson's head.

This action also seems to represent a certain choice on his part.

Dick Grayson's voice came from beneath his helmet:
"Tim, Damian, I need you to leave Gotham City and contact the Wayne family's allies in federal politics and tell them everything that is happening in Gotham!"

“Tim, you go to New York, Damian, you go to Washington!

To stop this riot, we need intervention from a higher level of power!"

"Shouldn't we wait for him to come back?" young Robin said suspiciously!
Dick Grayson shook his head: "I know him, if he was in Gotham, he would have rushed here as soon as the accident happened!

There is only one reason why he didn't show up, either he was too far away or he had more important things to do!
He is Gotham's knight, and we are his knights. We all know how important Gotham is to him. Since he can't come back, we will help him protect Gotham!"

Dick Grayson suddenly looked up at the computer hosts:
"Afu, tell me, what is he doing?"

"Master Grayson, I can't tell you the answer!"

The old butler's voice sounded in the Batcave:
“All I can say is that Master Wayne is investigating something very important.

Compared to the severity of that incident, what's happening in Gotham is nothing!"

Click! Dick Grayson opened his armory and equipped himself with various weapons one by one.

Batarangs, high-voltage tasers, samurai swords, grappling hook launchers...

"Brother Grayson, what are you going to do?"

Tim Drake, the third-generation Robin, sensed something was wrong with Dick Grayson's choice of weapon.

"Afu, lock on to the command center of these soldiers!"

"Brother Grayson! Let me go. I can mobilize the Assassin's League of Gotham City to help. When it comes to assassination and beheading, I have more experience than you!"

Damian Wayne had no intention of listening to Talia al Ghul's warnings.

He didn't have any deep feelings for Gotham, and everything he did was to prove himself in front of that man.

After knowing that his opponent might be the mysterious Celestial Court, he took the initiative to speak after learning about Dick Grayson's goal.

"No! We have to split up!"

Dick Grayson looked at the images captured by the surveillance cameras on the wall.

"Damian, you are the heir of the Wayne family. Those politicians and the Wayne family's allies in the upper class only recognize you!"

He turned around and projected a three-dimensional sand table of Gotham City onto the high-tech console.

"Stephanie, you stay in the Batcave, I need a pair of eyes!"

The young Robin, who was driving the Batfighter and wearing a purple-red bat suit, also opened his visor, revealing his true face, which turned out to be a Batgirl.

Stephanie Brown, the fourth generation Robin.

"No, Ah Fu is enough here, I'll go with you!"

Stephanie Brown directly refused Dick Grayson's order.

Dick Grayson took a deep look at this "sister", and knowing her stubborn nature, he took a deep breath.

"I need long-range support. Once I lock onto the enemy headquarters, I need you to fly your fighter plane to create opportunities for me!"

Stephanie Brown nodded with satisfaction: "Leave it to me!"

"No! Neither of you can go, this matter must be left to me!"

Damian Wayne, who thought he had insight into what was happening in Gotham, spoke out to stop it.

"Damian, each of us has our own mission. What you have to do is no easier than what I have done, and it is more important..."

Dick Grayson thought that his "little brother" was being upset again, so he tried to comfort him.

"No, you don't understand. Things in Gotham are not that simple..."

"Wait, what are those things?"

Tim Drake, who had been looking at the three-dimensional projection of Gotham City, suddenly changed his expression and pointed at the three-dimensional projection and exclaimed in surprise.

Several people looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that the three-dimensional projection of Gotham City formed by the surveillance cameras spread all over Gotham seemed like an illusion.

Gray-black mist rose under the light, and a mirage seemed to appear in the mist.

It was a dark night and the streets were empty after the gunfight.

But in the next moment, it turned into a busy daytime...

Gang shootout,

Nigo who bought it for zero yuan,

The clown gang, wearing clown masks and throwing Molotov cocktails recklessly...

Even familiar figures appeared in the illusion.

In the gray fog, the bat lights are on
At this moment, it seemed as if another Gotham City overlapped with the Gotham in this universe.

.........

"I have a feeling a big guy is coming out!"

On the aerospace aircraft carrier, Deadpool Wade, with a bruised face and nose, lay in front of the porthole of the aircraft carrier, looking at Gotham shrouded in the gray fog, and turned to Constantine behind him and said.

"That's Barbatos! A powerful and unlucky guy!" Constantine blew a smoke ring onto the no-smoking sign in front of him and looked down with gloating eyes.

"Bad luck?" Deadpool looked at Constantine in confusion.

"oh?!"

Following Constantine's gaze, Deadpool saw Tang Song chatting with Lex Luthor.

An exaggerated look of understanding suddenly appeared on his face.