The Track of Dawn In the World of Marvel Chapter 266

Chapter 266 64. Fatal Joke·Power Enhanced Edition-【1125】

(Adding an update for "starsfalling" brother! The English name is too long, and it seems impolite to just call it "starsfalling" (laughs))

When the old man said the name "Martha", Damian next to him widened his eyes for a moment.

The little lunatic stared at his "grandfather in another world" with an expression of "I must have misheard you must be joking". When the old man looked down at him, he also put his hand on Damian's shoulder. Avoid the child's fear of running away because of the cruel fact.

After all, in the conversation just now, not only Damian and Mason were seeking information from the old man, but the old man also got a lot of information from Damian quietly.

For example, he already knows that in the world of Bruce Wayne, the Joker is Batman's most terrifying enemy, and he almost brought the Bat family to the brink of destruction many times.

In this case, when he learned the explosive truth that his grandma was a clown, Damian's reaction was naturally expected by the old man.

And now the little lunatic finally understood the meaning of the strange "seeking good luck" look that Mason gave him just before getting out of the car.

asshole!

That guy already knew!

All kinds of noisy sounds would come from the originally gloomy ward in front of the two of them. Just by the noises coming out of it, one could guess how hurried the people inside would be.

It's like the scene where a young man laying his body suddenly received a call from his parents saying that they had arrived in front of the rented house where he lived alone. The messy room needed to be tidied up. And the dishes have to be thrown into the sink quickly, and the dirty ground has no time to clean, so it can only be pulled randomly.

"No! Don't let him in!"

Martha Wayne's scream was extremely ear-piercing at this moment, and it sounded from the room amidst the chaotic noise, and she shouted:

"Thomas! Give me a few more minutes, I'm such a mess here! No! Water, I need water, these **** paint no, my wounds.

My God.

My son's bloodline came back to see his grandma, oh my gosh, a dream come true.

Yet I've turned into a.monster.

He will be terrified.

No, Thomas.

Take him away!

Martha has left, Martha is dead, only Zhou Keer is left here.

I can't see him.

I can not."

The voice in the ward sank.

But the woman's suppressed crying sounded and spread from it, and in the surrounding darkness, this sound alarmed the hopeless patients in other wards.

Seeing that the clown who is the "Arkham female bully" actually cried, these **** suddenly became noisy. They knocked on the cell door frantically, and made all kinds of strange screams, taunts and challenges.

Let this dead and hopeless place become lively like New Year's Eve.

"boom"

A bullet flew out of the muzzle of the gun in the old man's hand and hit the iron gate behind him. In the piercing voice, the old but tough revenge knight said hoarsely:

"Quiet! Otherwise, I will help you to be quiet!"

Thomas Wayne in Gotham City in this world is not a playboy. Based on what he has done in the past many years, he should have his own "VIP room" in this lively place.

Therefore, this scolding was full of some kind of tyrannical deterrent force, which made the chaotic voices quiet down a lot.

Master Thomas looked at Damian. He squatted down, put his hand on Damian's shoulder, and looked at the complicated eyes of the grandson in front of him.

He said softly:

"Don't be afraid, Damian, she is your relative, no matter how crazy she is, she won't hurt you. I didn't bring you here just to satisfy my guilt or resentment towards Martha.

There are also very practical reasons.

I didn't tell that cunning Mason some truths, the entire Assassin League is my 'peer'.

The news of your presence will be noticed by the 'Black Arrow' soon, and in the face of their overwhelming force on the east coast, I cannot guarantee that I can protect you well in this city.

I need Martha's power, which was impossible before.

Bruce's death had created an irreparable rift between me and her, and her insane, vicious murder of Harvey Dent and Gordon made me completely desperate for her.

In the past ten years, she has been my most troublesome opponent.

It's like the Batman and Joker story you are familiar with, but the relationship between me and her is obviously much more complicated. "

The old man sighed, put the gun in Damian's hand, and said:

"But your appearance is an opportunity. Only you can temporarily bridge the terrible rift between me and Martha. As long as you make a request, she will never refuse.

Boy, listen to me.

You are in a very dangerous situation now!

You must get her help, but I will not force you to do these things, I leave all choices to you. "

The little lunatic glanced at the gun in his hand, and then at the old man in front of him who finally showed anxiety and worry when the two were alone. He pursed his lips, put his hand on the door lock, took a deep breath, and said:

"Mason is a nuisance, but he can be trusted.

We are not here to do bad things, and if even half of what Mason claims is true, then he will do his best to help the world.

And from what I've seen so far, you guys really need help.

We need all the power that can help

Grandpa taught me this. "

"Your grandfather is a dangerous person. He instilled in you very dangerous ideas. You should learn from your father."

Thomas took out a key and opened the closed door in front of him. He said to Damian:

"Go in, I will protect you here, don't be afraid, remember! The men of the Wayne family never lack courage."

Damian nodded.

He looked at the dimly lit room in front of him, raised his feet and walked into it. The ground in the small room was full of debris and debris.

The things that Martha broke when she was nervous and crazy just now turned this place into a garbage dump.

Right in front of Damian, a person wearing a dirty purple vest with a green shirt was sitting there hunched over, with various paints spilled beside her, she trembled when she heard the footsteps behind her He covered his face with his shoulders.

She screamed hoarsely:

"Don't come here! Baby, don't come near me, I'll hurt you. Get out! Get out of here with Thomas! Thomas, you disgusting piece of shit!

Take him away! "

That voice was full of resentment and viciousness, and it really looked like the frightening sound that the legendary clown would make when he was insane.

But the more she resisted, the more the fear in Damian's heart dissipated, and he could feel the struggle in the heart of this crazy relative in front of him.

After falling into chaos for many years, she may be trying her best to maintain the shaky sanity in her heart for the first time, just hoping not to scare the little baby she lost and recovered.

That gesture even bordered on humility.

"I am here."

Damian put the gun in his hand on the ground, reached forward and placed it on the clown's trembling shoulder.

He tried his best to make his voice sound gentle. He was arranged by his mother to take various professional courses since he was a child, and he knew very well what he should do in this situation.

He said:

"Martha. You won't hurt me. I know you care about me. I'm here. I'm real, not a fantasy or a dream."

Damian's other hand rests on Martha Wayne's arm covered in paint or blood.

The action made the latter **** her hand back as if it had been electrocuted, but Damian held her wrist instead.

He whispered:

"Look, I'm real, don't you want to hug me?"

"You are not him!"

Martha Wayne, who was still crying just now, suddenly said in a cold voice:

"My son is not so strong, you are lying to me! You little bastard!"

"Damian! Come out! Quick!"

Thomas at the door was startled, and immediately rushed into the room, but was stopped by Damian's hand.

His wrist was tightly held by Martha, the nails penetrated into the flesh and made him feel pain, but he did not fight back but took a step forward, so close that Martha suddenly lowered her head to cover her face.

She was really afraid of Damien seeing her face.

"I'm not Bruce Wayne."

Damian signaled the old man not to approach with gestures. While gently hugging Martha in front of him, he explained:

"I am his son. I grew up in another world. I just learned that my surname is Wayne not long ago, but I didn't see you and Thomas in that manor.

In our world, you and Thomas protected Bruce in that alley.

He lived, but you died.

I know Bruce misses you very much. He has grown up but has been trapped in the nightmare of that year. I kid you not, Martha.

Your son really needs your help.

I will take you to meet him, only now I need your help, some people are stopping you from seeing your son and my father again, those people want to kill me. "

Damian whispered in Martha's ear:

"They want to take me from you again, they want you to never see your Bruce"

"They dare!"

Martha let out a shrill scream under her trembling body, but then she patted the little lunatic on the back softly as if she was afraid of scaring Damian.

She hummed a lullaby, and while the old man was watching, she reached out and hugged Damian.

In this dark and cold place, she sat on the ground and embraced Damian, and there was a deep and distorted tenderness on that cheek covered with paint and terrible scars.

As for the little madman.

He will feel like he is being hugged by a tigress, and he may be killed at any time, but he must be calm.

"Come"

Damian who was hugged whispered to the old man.

The latter hesitated, but finally stepped forward.

When he approached, Damian could clearly feel the muscles of Martha holding him tense, like a mother beast guarding her cub, ready to attack at any time.

But under his comforting pat on the shoulder, when the old man knelt down and put his hands on the shoulders of the two, Martha finally did not stab the prison knife hidden in his cuff.

"I have a plan, Thomas"

Martha, who was holding Damian, licked her lips in the dark, and said hoarsely:

"Go and release those **** freaks in the next cell, someone wants to hurt my little baby, I want to arrange the warmest welcome for them."

"Those criminals will get away, Martha."

Damian immediately knew what his "grandma in different time and space" wanted to do, and he said with some concern:

"They might take advantage of the chaos"

"No, my little Bruce, let the grandparents worry about these troubles, my little cutie, it's late now, you should go to bed."

Martha stretched out her paint-stained finger, and gently pressed it against Damian's lips.

She covered her face and said hoarsely like coaxing a child:

"You never have to worry about this, grandma is back, grandma will protect you, these **** will obey, they all know who I am.

If they try to escape, I will

hehe.

They dare not.

Well, I need a basin of water, a set of clean clothes and a helper, look at my messy hair, how can I take care of my little Bruce? "

"These Amazons trust us a lot, but Queen Diana is a cunning leader. She is detoxifying at this time. I guess she will find a way to find out about the three of us after she recovers.

In addition, the Amazon warriors on the island have begun to gather, and it seems that they are preparing to formally fight the Atlanteans. "

Thalia's calm and indifferent voice came from the communicator.

After Catwoman's warning, the team member who aspired to become the Queen of Assassins got in touch with Mason without wasting any time, and relayed the information he had collected to the captain.

"I see."

Mason's heart sank.

Just when he wanted to continue asking, he heard a sudden violent explosion in the Arkham Asylum ahead, which made Mason realize that something had happened there.

He gave up the plan to ask for more details, rode a motorcycle and rushed to the madhouse that was already on fire, and exhorted:

"Talia, I'm not sure whether Barry Allen is dead or alive, and I don't know where he will go next, but if I were him, after I escaped from an attack in a strange world, I would definitely be the first Time to find your teammates.

Therefore, it is possible that he will appear on Paradise Island.

If you or Selena encounter him, remember to hold him.

I am following your father-in-law to find the truth about the end of the world. I will inform you as soon as I have news. As far as the current situation is concerned, we can cooperate with Barry Allen.

The premise is that the young man has to calm down first, at least to see clearly the situation he is facing. "

"What is 'our father-in-law'?"

Thalia asked in an unhappy tone:

"Thomas Wayne being Bruce's father doesn't mean he is my father. I have nothing to do with Bruce. I'm not like Selena, a sad woman who is willing to give up independence and cling to a man.

You better not challenge me on this, Mason.

Well, if Bruce really knows that we have found his father, he will be very happy, although this Thomas Wayne sounds dark and evil and suitable for joining the League of Assassins. "

"Forget it, if the old man joins your League of Assassins, I'm afraid you won't survive the first night. He is not someone you can handle casually."

Mason scoffed at Thalia's tone, saying:

"And I think the 'surprise' that Bruce can get in this world may not be as simple as finding his father.

In short, to establish stable contact with my teammates in Atlantis as soon as possible, I need some intelligence from the seabed to support my current judgment on the situation. "

"Okay, I will report any news from Bain as soon as possible."

Thalia responded:

"But if I want to form the second team of K-team when I go back, I will need some help. It happens that there are many Amazons here who can't get what they want under their queen."

"You take care of it yourself."

Mason fell from the sky driving a motorcycle.

Seeing the Penguin Butler hiding behind the luxury car and shooting at the soldiers rushing out of the burning Arkham Asylum, he shook his head and said:

"As long as you have the ability, I won't stop you from evacuating the entire Paradise Island. That's it, let's talk next time."

The moment the communication was cut off, Mason jumped off the motorcycle and drew a silver pistol with his backhand and fired forward.

With the support of the gunshots and shooting skills, the pressure on the penguin butler was suddenly relieved, but before the two of them could breathe, they heard a more violent explosion.

Amid the flames, Mason looked up and saw the old man and a woman in a robe walking out of the burning Arkham Asylum.

And in the midst of them is Damian Wayne, holding hands.

If it weren't for the old man and the old lady holding a gun, if there were not many strange guys behind them cheering, burning and looting, this scene like a family returning from an outing is really healing.

Especially for the Wayne family.

"click"

Mason snapped a photo as a souvenir.

But in the next moment, he was pressed against his head by a black revolver with a pearl, and the green-haired woman who wrapped her whole body in a cloak looked at him with vicious eyes.

A few seconds later, she exchanged glances with Damian next to her, and threatened in a hoarse voice:

"It's you who's been bullying my little Bruce? You're the one who put my little one in this **** danger? Shall I buy you a taste of a bullet?"

"It's me, that's right."

Backed by the burning fire in front of his eyes, Mason spread his hands to indicate that he was not malicious, and he said softly:

"But on the bright side, it's me who reunites your family, it's me who can give you the chance to see baby Bruce one more time and I'd love to.

So, Mrs. J, put the gun down, okay?

Now that one shot crashes I'm only going to make things worse.

I mean, you don't want to put on a face that would scare a child into crying, and get along with your brat grandson who has learned to secretly report to parents, right?

You are obviously suffering from a serious disease, and I have medicine here, I am an alchemist, I can't cure you, but at least it can make you appear in front of your son without scaring him.

Martha! Martha.

I'm your friend, and I really don't want to kill another clown. "

(end of this chapter)

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