What? Teammate lives in Arkham Asylum?

Chapter 1123 So-called Authentic Heroic Methods

"What's going on! Is there a power outage!?"

"Hey! You hostages, turn on your phone flashlights right now!"

"They're all tied up, how are you going to turn on a flashlight, you idiot!"

The sheer darkness alone was enough to throw these seemingly inexperienced thieves into a panic.

Despite their large numbers, they somehow managed to create an unusually synchronized sense of helplessness.

One can't help but suspect that, given the various robberies Gotham Bank and Gotham citizens have endured, their ability to successfully control the current situation was entirely due to their overly direct approach, catching them off guard.

They hadn't seen such a rudimentary and straightforward robbery in a long time.

Just as the robbers were frantically trying to regain a light source, several figures appeared in the darkness.

With their night vision functions activated, the birds took action.

The sudden darkness seemed to be gradually swallowing up every robber.

Fewer and fewer people spoke, until only the young man standing next to Tim remained.

In his panic, he finally turned on his phone's flashlight...

Then he saw the little birds surrounding him.

...Especially the jujube spirit with the full-coverage red hood, his tall figure was incredibly imposing.

"Hey, are you the one robbing the bank?"

"...If I said I was just passing by, would you believe me?"

"Then you might as well say you are Jesus!"

Just as Jason was about to scare the guy again, a pair of hands reached out from behind the young man and used a rear naked choke to put him into a baby-like sleep.

"You're so long-winded."

Damian clapped his hands and then gave Jason a provocative smile.

"...Have you forgotten that I hid your math test paper last time?"

"...I'm sorry, I was too arrogant." Damian immediately backed down. "Damn school...why does it have to have a subject like math!?"

"I was about to ask you the same thing! You got full marks in everything except math!"

"The Assassin's Guild doesn't teach math!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Even if the Assassin's Guild doesn't teach math, that doesn't mean you should get a zero! Cassandra is from the Assassin's Guild too, how come she got a perfect score!"

Amidst his siblings' heated argument about whether math was difficult or not, Tim finally opened his eyes, unable to bear it any longer, and said in a low voice, "Are you guys ever going to stop?! I'm still waiting to sign the contract with that bank manager!"

Upon hearing this, Nightwing finally remembered his younger brother, untied him from the chair, and then lowered his voice to say, "It's all taken care of, but don't you find it a little strange?"

"You feel that way too?"

"It's too much of a coincidence... It's like someone knew about this group's robbery plan and specifically led you here."

"Where is our dear father? He didn't come?"

"No, it should be with Uncle Chengfeng... After all, it's just a bank robbery, we can't expect the legendary six-dimensional beings to get involved, can we? It's not that serious."

……

"How are they?"

"They're quick, agile, and remarkably intelligent." Li Chengfeng nodded. "I must say, as their mentor, you've truly taught them your best skills... Aren't you afraid that teaching your apprentices will lead to your own downfall?"

“I’ll take that as a compliment to me as a good teacher.” Bruce smiled, his eyes brimming with pride. “They are my assistants, the heroes who will stand on their own and protect Gotham in the future, they are my children…”

"Alright, what's the point of praising the kids in front of me? Would you dare praise them like that to my face?"

Li Chengfeng's words left Bruce speechless.

Although Bruce in the main universe is almost excessively sunny and cheerful compared to the one in the DC universe, he is still generally a guy who is embarrassed to say those tender words.

Fortunately, besides the bat father, there was also a cat mother at home.

This allowed these children, who were basically orphans or whose parents were practically the same as orphans, to regain precious parental love.

Of course, Barbara is an exception.

Her role is that of a cool aunt who controls information systems...

Who told Kate to be her roommate? Their seniority is a factor.

Catwoman, who experienced painless motherhood, is very attentive to her children, especially Tim.

After all, Tim was not only his son but also a colleague at Wayne Enterprises, so there was bound to be some favoritism.

Catwoman even taught Tim all her old skills of picking locks and robbing the rich to help the poor.

Tim, true to his reputation as a prodigy, quickly mastered Catwoman's skills...

Give him a stalk of celery and a packet of instant noodles, and no lock can stop him.

"But today, it seems your child has been used."

Li Chengfeng said with a smile.

"You see it too?"

"I'm the FBI's biological father, it's strange if you can't tell, right?" Li Chengfeng stroked his chin. "But the people in this godforsaken place are really something else... actually setting their sights on vigilantes?"

"They couldn't possibly know the identities of the vigilantes."

“But they seem to want to make the vigilantes and Wayne Enterprises completely opposed.” Li Chengfeng said, magically producing a string of small cubes from behind his back. “The American military has just developed an annihilation bomb. It’s small in size but powerful, and most importantly, it leaves no residue… It’s a perfect solution for murder, arson, and destroying evidence.”

"Where did you come from?"

“The moment your little bird entered, I sensed that the timers for these bombs had been activated.” Li Chengfeng held the string of bombs in his hand, weighed them up and down, and then casually crushed them all. However, the explosions did not spread outwards but were enveloped by the power of the six-dimensional being, turning into a sphere. “This power is enough to blow this bank to smithereens and may even affect most of the city block.”

Bruce's brow furrowed.

These people... are going too far.

“Look, since you’re in Gotham and can’t use the power of a six-dimensional being because of that inexplicable higher-dimensional limitation… then let’s use the most traditional, classic hero methods to solve all this.”

"Authentic hero tactics? What's that?"

"Of course we're going to fight the villains!" Li Chengfeng clapped his hands and laughed. "Anyway, those so-called 'upper-class elites' in Gotham are all bad birds, not to mention they're going to use bombs to deal with our kids... In my opinion, these parasites that leech off Gotham City are even more despicable than the talents in Arkham Asylum."

Bruce nodded silently.

Li Chengfeng is right.

As the saying goes, before fighting against the outside world, you must first make peace with the inside.

He should make his move...

Let's start with the Gotham City Damage Foundation.