"What are you doing here? Did you steal Batman's flying machine and crash it into the Hall of Justice to cause trouble for us?"
Dick placed the boy on the ruins in front of him, pointed to the red aircraft in flames and asked him in a very stern tone, because he believed that he was the 'eldest brother' and should discipline his 'younger brother'.
But Damian never liked him, because when he first came to Batman's house, Nightwing had already gone out to fly solo. The Robin at that time was Tim, and he was always playing with Damian.
Relationships are the best.
Although they are all members of the Bat family, it is obvious that there is no need to listen to the words of this 'rebellious brother'.
"I have my reasons. I want to talk to the Justice League, not give you any explanation."
So Dami pushed Nightwing back with the same forceful tone. One of them was the captain of the Titans and the other was the captain of the Teen Titans, but neither of them were giants of the Justice League. They were actually guests here.
Then let no one say that whoever did it was inappropriate.
"You still stole Batman's plane." Dick took a deep breath and grabbed Damian's shoulders.
"This is the Bat Flyer. You will never understand it, just like you will never become Batman." Rice turned around to relieve his strength, grabbed Nightwing's wrist with his backhand and pulled it in the other direction: "And I'm not stealing.
Ask Alfred for the key."
"It seems you ate the wrong thing, Damian, I'm asking you why you came to the Hall of Justice?! What do you know?!"
Because Donna was seriously injured, the suspect ran away, and Can Luo was kidnapped. Now the plane crash and power outage have caused the team to be reduced. Nightwing's patience is very limited. He used a counter-grab to counter Damian again.
Nightwing's biggest shortcoming, Batman once said, is his lack of patience. When encountering this kind of situation in the past, Batman would often use his fists to help him calm down.
There is no way, who calls him the boss? Batman has never brought a follower before him. He doesn't know how to teach children, so it is reasonable to use some fists and kicks, right?
It wasn't until Dick couldn't stand Batman's mysticism and rough style and chose to leave him to go to school and pursue a solo career that Batman summed up his past experiences and lessons, and when he found a follower again, his training methods were much gentler.
Jason, Tim, Damian, none of them have been beaten by Batman, at least not like the young man who had his teeth knocked out.
Damian frowned as he caught him with his backhand. He was about to show off some real skills. Although Dick was a fighting expert trained by Batman, he not only knew all about Batman, but also had ten years of experience in the Assassin's League.
What about the killing training?
In particular, he had observed many battles of his biological father, Deathstroke, at close range, and learned many dirty tricks.
So Damian, who was more than a head shorter than Nightwing, turned around and was about to hit the tendons on his elder brother's arm, but before they could start fighting, he was stopped.
"Don't do it, little birds." Harley jumped over on one leg, and she put her hands on their shoulders: "I know you are all anxious, but don't be anxious yet, because Batman is not here, you can even kill him here.
If you lose the other party, you can't inherit the bat cloak. Hehe, why don't you let the doctor sister say something fair and you two should separate and calm down first."
Nightwing knew that he had lost his composure. It was obviously the encounter of his teammates and the clueless situation that caused him to have a problem. He knew exactly what kind of character Damian was.
But he would not apologize, he would just look at Rice with a somewhat apologetic look through his blindfold, and then silently turn around and leave.
Damian had something to do, and he didn't come to Washington specifically to quarrel with Nightwing, so he didn't even look at the leaving figure. Instead, he cared about Harley.
He put his shoulder under the woman's shoulder, supported her as she swayed independently, and made a gesture with his chin:
"Broken leg?"
The mad woman's calf was splinted with gauze, and there was no blood seeping out, which meant it was not an open trauma. Combined with the way she jumped and walked, it was easy to guess what the problem was.
"Yeah, I originally wanted to do something for Little Bee, but it turned out that I really couldn't play the Justice League, and I was unlucky enough to be involved in some bullshit energy explosion... But Donna was even more unlucky than me.
, she was sent directly to first aid by the adjutant."
He rubbed Damian's head casually. The two had a good relationship in the past. Even when Harley was still doing bad things in Gotham, they would still chat for a few words when they saw Damian.
Of course, the relationship in the past was not as close as it is now, and the bond between them now is still the death knell.
"Here you go, drink it." Damian took out a test tube from his belt, which contained a red potion: "The man gave it to me, saying it was a healing potion from another world."
What he took out was a tube of 'Level Healing Potion'. This thing is actually a specialty of Azeroth and the cost is very low. After Su Ming saved Damian from the battle between him and King Robin, he used it easily.
Prepared for children.
A group of twenty bottles was given, so Da Mi didn't feel bad giving one bottle to Harry, but he wouldn't give the potion to others, at least those who didn't know his father's secret.
"You are so good. I will tell Slade that you are a good boy."
Harley was not polite at all. She took the potion and drank it. The strange taste made her grin and shake her head. Then she bent over and took off the splint on her leg, because she felt much better, at least her bones were itchy.
Very powerful.
The Hall of Justice was no longer dark. A fire near the impact point of the aircraft illuminated an area. Through the damaged wall, Harley saw the city outside. She raised her eyebrows:
"Is there a power outage in the whole city?"
"It's worse than that. Now it seems that there are problems with technological items all over the world."
Damian let go of the hand that was supporting her and let her try to move on her own. He also looked at how the drug's effects performed on humans and talked about his findings:
"But I'm not here because of this. Before I set off, I discovered something... But since Deathstroke is not here, then I don't want to deal with the Justice League. Are you interested in being alone with me and the Teen Titans?
Take action?”
"Oh, kid, of course. Did you meet me on the first day? I like the lively atmosphere the most, and your Teen Titans seem to be the most normal team."
Harley turned her head and looked at the people putting out the fire. Her main focus was on the high-speed moving yellow lightning. She smiled and said:
"We can also bring the Doom Patrol, and the chief will cooperate with me, because of Little Bee's face."
"Okay, let's leave now. The Hall of Justice is not safe. As a symbol, it is also the target of many enemies. We need an inconspicuous and hidden place."
Damian did not hesitate, he accepted the Doom Patrol, because although those people were freaks, they were just the average level of Gotham citizens, and he did not discriminate against mentally ill people at all.