bat baby

"B, although I understand your desire to protect your son, our Justice League is also great. We have Superman and a princess!" Barry Allen looked like a salesman: "We even have a king."

Bruce turned and left: "But we can only confirm that that kind of monster is not currently in New York."

He was sure that the monster was coming for Jing Mo, from the moment Jing Mo ran away from home, until he found Jing Mo, the monster disappeared.

At first he thought that the monster was following the Penguin, but after the Penguin and Jing Mo separated, the monster seemed to be looking for something.

Barry curled his lips and muttered, "Alright, alright, we will find out the whereabouts of that monster as soon as possible."

Soon he became happy again: "Then can we go to see the baby with you?"

The only response to him was the closing of the door and a stern: "NO!"

After Jing Mo hung up the phone, he was very active: "Uncle, where is my homework?"

Holding Tony's leg and raising his head, his expression can't wait.

Tony folded his arms and looked up at the sky: "Didn't he be torn apart by Hulk?"

Jing Mo changed the subject with a guilty conscience: "Uncle, am I being good?"

Tony pretended to be thinking: "This..."

Jing Mo's eyes were wide open, full of expectation: "Be good, be good."

The moment Jing Mo smiled, there was a turning point: "But..."

Jing Mo's expression also became serious.

The two people, one big and one small, just looked at each other. After a long time, Tony compromised and hugged him: "No, but you are very good. Don't worry, your father will definitely come."

Jing Mo nodded heavily: "Yes! Uncle Tony is also very good."

"Oh? How am I being obedient?"

The voices, one big and one small, gradually faded away.

Steve and Natasha looked at each other: "Tony will be a good father in the future."

In Jingmo's anticipation, Bruce Wayne came on the morning sun.

"Father!" Jing Mo threw himself into his father's arms like a suckling swallow thrown into the forest.

Bruce caught Jing Mo and turned upside down: "You're getting fat."

Jing Mo was shocked and sad, and he knew beauty at a young age: "Dad, you are bad!"

Even though he said so, he still gave him a sweet kiss.

"Dad, do you miss me?"

Bruce said nothing, and looked at Tony not far away: "Thank you for this time."

Tony snorted: "You're welcome, how is your investigation going?"

Bruce gently pressed Jing Mo into his arms, and Jing Mo didn't resist, with his small face pressed against his father's chest, listening to the beating sound of his strong and powerful heart, he gradually became sleepy.

When Tony saw it, he subconsciously wanted to take the baby and take him to the room and put him on the bed, but Bruce sideways avoided: "He will cry when he wakes up and can't see me."

Bruce adjusted his posture to make Jingmo sleep more comfortably before answering Tony's question: "We only know that the monster is coming for Jingmo now, and Jingmo has a secret on him, but his mother didn't tell me, Z The country is very mysterious, and I can't find any information about him in the country by any means."

Tony also realized that this matter was a big problem, and he asked the AI ​​to notify all the Avengers who had no mission today to come to the base before saying to Bruce: "We can also help with this matter."

Batman likes to be alone, and he doesn't even trust anyone except his own Robin, let alone when it involves Gotham. When he wanted to refuse, Jing Mo whispered in his arms: "Dad..." The hands were still scratching insecurely, and finally grabbed Bruce's shirt before falling into a deep sleep peacefully.

Looking at his son's cute sleeping face, Bruce couldn't say a word of rejection: "You can't enter Gotham." This was Batman's last concession.

Bruce shared the information he found with the Avengers, and Tony also promised to help Bruce investigate.

"The victims all had their hearts pierced without exception. This is the reason why I can be sure that the target of this monster is Jingmo."

Bruce projects a blurry video.

The monster looked like a man, with a tall figure but an arched back, a pair of scarlet eyes under the weed-like hair were shocking, and a hoarse voice came: "Song... Jing... Mo..."

"What kind of monster is this?" Tony frowned.

"I don't know. I compared the encyclopedia of monsters in China, but I didn't find any information about this kind of monster. It may be that the records are incomplete."

"Then should we contact there through S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Bruce frowned, subconsciously he didn't want to have anything to do with the authorities.

Tony is also impatient with those politicians' crookedness. The behavior of those people during the New York War has made him no longer trust these people, but the necessary resources can be used.

"Leave this matter to me, and I will find a way to contact there." Tony promised.

The next time is the warm father and son time.

Bruce suddenly felt that even if he was watching his son sleep, he could watch it all afternoon.

After all, this baby is expressive even when he is asleep.

Watching him muttering in his small mouth, as if he was eating something.

Bruce guessed like this, and sure enough, Jing Mo quickly gave him the answer: "Mom, eat meat, and eat..."

After a while, the little brow frowned into a Sichuan character, as if unhappy: "Bad! Homework is bad!"

After a while the expression turned terrified again, and Bruce patted him on the back, trying to comfort him, but it didn't work.

Jingmo burst into tears: "No injections! No injections! Mom!"

Bruce couldn't help but smile bitterly, he kissed the baby's little face: "No injection, no injection."

The baby seemed to hear his father's comfort, and called softly: "Dad."

The voice is aggrieved.

Tony leaned against the door with a cup of coffee: "He's so cute, isn't he?"

Bruce looked up at him.

"He needs his father's company." Tony thought, if he had such a cute baby, he would give him the best in the world.

Bruce looked down at his son's sleeping face: "Yeah, he's so cute."

So cute, but not for a Batman.

"Whether it's suitable or not is not what you said." Tony seemed to have a mind-reading ability: "You have been rejecting him."

Bruce just looked at him silently, didn't admit it, but didn't deny it either.

Tony sighed: "Forget it, you can spend good time with him today."

After Jingmo woke up, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his father was still there. Like a cheerful bird, he took out all the toys that his uncles and aunts had given him these days, introduced them to his father, and generously gave half of them to his father. Donut.

"Mo Mo, Dad is leaving." Bruce had to say goodbye to his son in the middle of the night.

Jing Mo sensiblely stood at the door with tears in his eyes and said goodbye to his father.

Instead of going straight back to Gotham, Bruce went to the Justice League base.

"B, you are the last one." The overly lively Flash joked.

The Batman who changed his suit is no longer the gentle father in the daytime, but the ruthless Gotham Knight.

"B, there seems to be something in your car." Superman heard a strange heartbeat.

Batman frowned, feeling a bad premonition in his heart, ignoring his gossiping teammates, he walked quickly to the Batmobile, and met a pair of big black eyes.