Chapter 2391: The Weird Bat Family (Part 2)
Chapter 2422 The Weird Batman Family (Part 2)
The Batmen received an unimaginable warm welcome.
Batman is always very accurate in judging people, and Nightwing is indeed a polite and good boy, because Damian has now jumped onto the back of the Batman.
"Wow, so cool!" Damian lowered his head and looked left and right. The Batman raised his head and roared, but because his two short hands could not reach the back directly above him, he could only rely on shaking his head and tail to try to get the thing on his back off.
Red Hood was obviously more interested in the Batmobile. This car was actually very large, taller than Red Hood, and the huge tire was almost just above his head. Red Hood seemed to be standing in front of a small black hole.
"Hey, don't touch my tire, no, stay away from that screw, kid." The Batmobile twisted the tire, trying to stay away from Red Hood, but at this time Red Robin had already climbed into the car through the door.
"Oh my god, Jason, look." Red Robin shouted down, "There's a steering wheel and brakes in here."
Batmobile sighed heavily and said, "I'm a car, how can I not have a steering wheel and brakes, or is it that the Batman in your universe controls his Batmobile with his mind."
"I guess he's always been planning to do this." Red Robin began to fiddle with things in the cab, twisting his butt left and right as if there were needles on his butt, and finally had to admit, "Oh my god! Damian, you're right, this is so cool, a talking Batmobile!"
"I say it again, I'm not a talking Batmobile, I'm Batman in car form!" Batmobile raised his voice and emphasized.
Before bringing these Batmen back, the Batman of the main universe obviously didn't introduce them to the Bat Family. In fact, he didn't know how to introduce them at all. It was too difficult to describe, so he just said he was going to bring some things back.
This has led to the members of the Bat Family now thinking that these strange things are large-scale peripherals of Batman, similar to their father going out to work for a day and bringing back a lot of toys for them. Otherwise, why would the Bat Family come together, even Barbara?
What's more terrible is that Damian couldn't control his mouth and told all about it when he was proud, and then it reached the ears of the Arkham group. If there is anyone in the world who likes Batman's peripherals more than the Bat Family, it is probably only these crazy people in Arkham.
So this time, so many people came together, not because they really welcome Batman back, but because the fanatical fan group rushed over to grab the peripherals.
With a bang, Damian was hammered off the back of the Whip Rex with a sledgehammer, and the Harley Quinn jumped on the back of the Bat Rex and jumped up happily.
"Oh huh! I reminded the Joker last night that he must come, but he overslept anyway, so this cute big toy is mine alone. He can't try to snatch it from me again. Can you imagine? A big dinosaur in Batman colors!"
"Get down! Get down! Get down right now!" Batman roared, "I'm not a big dinosaur in Batman colors, I'm Batman!"
Ker Norton next to her knocked Harley Quinn down with her head, but Damian jumped up again, holding onto Batman's head tightly and shouting to Red Robin on the other side, "Come on, come on, we can ride this dinosaur to the city "If I go for a spin, my classmates will envy me to death!!!"
"No, we're going to drive!" Red Robin replied as he prepared to short-circuit the car, "Riding a dinosaur is too childish. Racing is the romance of men. Jason, go check how much gas is left in the tank. Maybe we can go for a spin along the Gotham River!"
"Hello." Barbara was obviously more interested in the mechanical Batman, because this body had an exposed mechanical transformation form. From the left clavicle to the right waist, it looked like a complete mechanical arm, and the circuit pattern decoration on it was flashing with light, which looked very sci-fi.
"Excuse me, but can I ask if this is an exoskeleton or..."
"This is a mechanical body."
"It's perfect." Barbara commented, "and the aesthetic style is very unique. It doesn't look like a mechanical product that Batman would make."
"Because it's indeed not made by Batman." Mechanical Batman replied, "And I'm not a mechanical product, I'm Batman."
Batman Doom, who has the most eye-catching appearance among all Batman, has of course become the object of interest for other lunatics in Arkham.
When Batman Doom was still Batman, he was full of majesty in front of this group of lunatics. At that time, except for a few criminals, most people ran away when they saw him. The main emotion towards him was fear. He had never seen this scene of being surrounded by a large group of criminals. The eyes of these people looked at him as if they were looking at a piece of meat that was about to be cut up.
Batwoman and Flash Batman are relatively quiet because their appearance is not outstanding, but the Bat Family seems to recognize them as Batman's new friends, or possibly new members of the Bat Family. They think they are similar to Robin, and are other new heroes who put on uniforms to join the cause of fighting crime.
Nightwing thought that as the elder brother of the Bat Family, he should express their welcome, so he walked up to shake hands with them and said, "Hello, welcome to Gotham."
Batwoman and Flash Batman obviously wanted to say something, but they held it back in the end. It was indeed a very novel experience to be told to welcome to Gotham.
Flash Batman hadn't said anything yet, but Batwoman was in a state of mind of playing with children on rainy days, so she played the role of a new hero very well.
"Hello, you look like an agent, which department do you work in?"
"I am indeed an agent, but I don't think it's a good time to talk about work. Alfred should have prepared a sumptuous welcome banquet in the manor. I think we can go there now, and maybe Thomas and Martha will come back."
"I have sent them a text message." Batman was silent for a long time, and did not stop the Bat Family's nonsense. In fact, it was because he was checking the approximately 999 unread messages sent to him by Thomas.
"They will be back for dinner at 10 a.m." Batman continued, "We will have brunch in the restaurant in the garden, and then they will come to pick Damian up to go to the company."
"No, I won't go." Damian began to whine, "I want to have a day off! How can I leave a super cool big dinosaur alone and go to look at some real estate reports?"
Batman felt that Damian was becoming more and more like a child, and he should be happy about it, because sometimes he really felt that Damian was more bitter and resentful than him, and he thought it was not good.
But Damian's childishness came at a really bad time. Batman was not sure whether Thomas and Martha had enough patience to deal with Damian's sudden rebellion after seeing so many weird Batmans. If not, which of the 256 hiding spots in the garden would be better?
They finally began to march towards Wayne Manor in a mighty manner, and Batman began to stare at the Arkham group who were unconscious and looked like they were going to follow them with a death stare.
"Hey, don't be like that, handsome." Harley Quinn began to act like a spoiled brat, "We are working for you now, don't you want to treat us to a small brunch? Or we can take some souvenirs away now, I just want a spike on that big guy, help me hold him down."
Generally, Batman's way of dealing with being entangled by this group of people is to knock them out with a punch and then throw them into Arkham Asylum, but now he can't do that for the time being, because the two major companies are busy with real estate and rebuilding Gotham. These crazy people are the backbone. If they are knocked out, no one will work.
"Impossible." Batman replied, "I can't hold him down."
But this group of mental patients obviously have no intention of letting him go. They expressed their dissatisfaction one after another, and said with great pain that as a mental patient, they bravely took on the responsibility when Gotham needed them most, and stayed at their posts with illness, but they couldn't even get a small souvenir. Can this city still be good?
Batman had no other choice, so he had to ask Flash Batman to run to Wayne Manor as fast as possible and bring over a bunch of bat peripherals he had bought when he attended the Gotham Music Festival.
That's right, during the Gotham Music Festival, Batman also contributed to Gotham's GDP this year, and it was a big contribution.
I can only say that if he is given a chance to eat grain, he can eat his own grain and leave other fans with nothing to eat. If he is given the status of the world's richest man, he can buy out all the products produced by an entire assembly line. The high revenue report that can make Roy excited to the point of having a heart attack is just the tip of the iceberg of his strength, and the expense bill that can make Thomas' blood pressure soar again is just a small stumbling block on his road to love.
Even the five-star general Arkham Knight from the Arkham Knight universe commented that he never dreamed that he would spend nearly 30 years of his life in a cycle of living and dying, and the first birthday gift he received would be an oversized bat doll stuffed into his hand by Batman.
After unpacking the well-packed boxes of the surroundings, the group of lunatics and Robins finally quieted down, but Batman soon regretted his decision.
Batman's top fanatics are the Arkham Group and the Bat Family, but Batman's top fanatic is Batman. As soon as the box was unpacked, before the lunatics and Robins did anything, this group of weird Batmen came up first.
Batwoman stretched out her arms and took out something from the huge box. She patted the dust on it, looked up and down at the cute bat doll made into a ball, and said, "I didn't expect you to like this. What is this? A pillow?"
Batman directly pushed everyone away with his head. Cole Norton used her superpowers to steal things from the box, dolls, pillows, movable building blocks, notebooks, key chains, and bat-themed backpacks.
Doomsday Batman squatted next to the box, like a black blind man picking corn, picked up a stamp album, looked at it, put it down, and looked at the whole set of stamps next to it.
The perimeter of a 1.5-meter square box was divided up in just a few dozen seconds at a dizzying speed, and every Batman got a lot.
Batman only felt his heart bleeding, and Batman knew Batman best. They knew that if Batman had bat peripherals, there would not be only this box. They looked at him more and more like a piece of steak that needed to be cut up.