What? Teammate lives in Arkham Asylum?

Although the cricket bank robbery was no different to Li Chengfeng than a dung beetle secretly pushing a dung ball by the roadside.

But as the birds' precious uncle, Li Chengfeng was still very curious about how Bruce led these Calabash Brothers he had adopted to protect Gotham City.

As the most fertile and beautiful place in the entire universe, no matter how powerful the bats become, there will always be inexplicable villains popping up.

Sometimes, Li Chengfeng wondered if, besides the already absurd and ridiculous situations in Gotham City, there were some beings at the highest narrative level watching over this place...

Not for any other reason than to enjoy the entertainment here.

After becoming a six-dimensional being, Bruce had come to understand this to some extent... So, based on the principle of not killing, he did not use the power of a six-dimensional being to completely purify Gotham into a pure land once and for all.

He had a deep-seated feeling that if he did this, there would be situations that even six-dimensional beings couldn't resolve.

Therefore, as long as he remains in Gotham City, he will never proactively use the power of a six-dimensional being to solve problems.

In a sense, this is a kind of balance.

But Bruce was no longer the bat who treated himself like a beast of burden; he was now the patriarch leading the bat family.

Having spent so much time with Li Chengfeng, he had somewhat given up on the cutthroat competition in this industry... Why work himself to the bone when simply increasing manpower would effectively alleviate the pressure?

“Um, I know it’s pointless to talk to you about this… but are you sure these minors can legally drive on the road?” Li Chengfeng stood in the Bat Cave’s garage, looking at the birds that were moving swiftly. “Even if you’re vigilantes, you still have to abide by the basic law, my brothers.”

Li Chengfeng complained.

Then you see Dick and Jason riding blue and red motorcycles straight out of the Batcave.

"Who told you they were going to drive cars?" Bruce, dressed in his Batsuit, leaned on the Batmobile with a dazzling smile. "High-tech fighter jets don't come with driver's licenses."

Damian and Cassandra climbed onto the Batwing fighter jet.

Barbara and Stephanie boarded an assault-type amphibious assault aircraft.

"EMMMM...it doesn't seem wrong either."

So, do you want to get on the bus?

"Nonsense, why would I get in the car? Why would I come to watch you flaunt your wealth?" Li Chengfeng looked at the two fighter jets flying overhead, then sat in the passenger seat of the Batmobile. "The flippant tone you used when you invited me in was like that of a one-night stand guy who parks his car in front of a university and puts drinks on the roof."

“You know, the best thing I’ve ever done in my life is play the playboy.” Bruce buckled his seatbelt and then glanced at Li Chengfeng sitting in the passenger seat. “Besides Selena, you’re the only one who’s ever ridden in the passenger seat of the Batmobile… Every time the kids ride the Batmobile, they have a little duel over who gets to sit in the passenger seat.”

"...Looks like you're really enjoying this, huh? Aren't you afraid your little birds will evolve into those Oedipus... uh, Oedipus/male fetishists like the Primarchs of the Human Empire?"

“They really enjoyed it, especially when they ended up crammed together rather than leaving the passenger seat empty because the game was tied.” Bruce stepped on the gas, and the Batmobile’s engine roared, instantly accelerating from zero to 200 kilometers per hour.

As a collection of Wayne Enterprises' high-tech gadgets, the Batmobile is probably the most valuable item in the Batcave's equipment arsenal.

Just looking at its performance as a car, it already completely surpasses all other vehicles in the world.

Even the most luxurious sports car isn't worthy of carrying its shoes.

As for the technological content, it is at a level that can drive further industrial progress.

Even Nick Fury's custom-made Chevrolet is far inferior.

Li Chengfeng watched the scenery rushing past the car window, yet there wasn't a sound inside the Batmobile.

However, at the same time, the voices from the outside world were not silenced, but heard clearly.

"The entire car body is made of sound-absorbing steel and incorporates a significant proportion of original Adamantium alloy, making it sturdy without affecting my judgment of the external environment."

"And you've probably scoured Black Egg's place quite a bit, haven't you?" Li Chengfeng casually patted the Batmobile's center console. "To achieve this effect, vibranium... what you call sound-absorbing steel... and original Adamantium alloy definitely wouldn't be enough. So there's also Yaka metal as a double-layer coating, and Uru metal to outline the energy conduction circuits... Damn! There are even N metal particles mixed into the windshield? To put it bluntly, if any demigod with a bit of divine power drove this car, they could probably kill Zeus outright!"

“Hehe, actually I didn’t want that much.” Bruce shrugged. “But maybe I gave too much. Every time that guy Black Egg gets something good, he’ll send me a lot of it.”

"...Damn rich people, why do I always have to outwit and outmaneuver one-eyed bald guy over funding!"

"...Um, shouldn't I have sent you a supplementary card with unlimited credit?"

"……Clam?"

“Just like I sent to the kids… I also sent a supplementary card to your mother and you.” Bruce was taken aback. “You didn’t receive it?”

"...You're not talking about that greeting letter that looks like it's from Versailles, are you?"

“That was a greeting letter that conformed to Wayne family etiquette…” Bruce sighed, “Okay, that one.”

"I just tossed it on the table..."

Li Chengfeng slumped in the passenger seat.

This is the end of the calf.

My brother's secret stash of money has gone down the drain.

Li Chengfeng's expression instantly darkened.

It's the kind of grayness in a physical sense.

Her mood, when not concealed, will affect her outward appearance.

After all, he is the god of the emotional spectrum.

However, Li Chengfeng's appearance was only gloomy for a short while before returning to normal, as if he had been repainted.

"Speaking of Mom... What has she been up to lately?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling crack appeared from the inside out through the narrative layer.

Then a note fell out and landed on Li Chengfeng's lap.

Upon opening the note, the illegible Chinese characters were clearly written by Gwen Stranger.

"I'm on vacation in Hainan with Gwen and Jeff, don't worry about me."

"Oh, by the way, take these gifts to the children... they're already labeled with their names."

"If you dare to embezzle, I'll let you taste my unforgiving, son-killing divine fist!"

Upon seeing the last word, a sound suddenly came from the crack.

Li Chengfeng subconsciously exchanged a glance with Bruce...

Then it was overwhelmed by all sorts of gift boxes.

"Cuck!"

"Damn the love between grandparents and grandchildren!"