"Little Bruce, let's go on a trip, and bring everyone with us," Martha suggested.
Bruce was tempted, but Gotham couldn't do without him.
"Mom..."
Nolan turned on the TV, which was broadcasting the latest news.
"Last night, 100 Batmen appeared again, and hundreds of people in Gotham had their legs broken, causing significant casualties, among them..."
The three Robins silently gave a thumbs-up.
Facing Bruce's Death glare, Nolan showed a big smile.
"No need to thank me. For the next month, Gotham will have a hundred Batmen, so you can travel with peace of mind."
Bruce was silent for a moment. He looked at his parents' expectant eyes, and the scales in his heart began to tip. He also wanted to put everything aside and talk to his parents, to be Bruce Wayne for once.
Finally, he nodded.
"To New Zealand. I have a private beach there."
Just like that, the family decided on their next destination.
Whoosh!
A sound of air breaking came.
"Bruce, I have to go. Damian, I'll pick you up in a while. Barry, keep running."
Nolan's expression changed, and he quickly gave a few instructions.
He was about to open a portal and leave, but several black tentacles stretched out from his body and bound him completely.
Bang!
Nolan fell straight to the ground with a dull thud.
Bruce and the others also looked on in confusion. Was Nolan trying to escape?
But who could make him escape?
"Don't run. You'll have to face it sooner or later."
White walked out of Nolan's body, sat on a nearby chair, crossed his legs, and wore a smile of someone watching a good show.
"Who's running? I just remembered I left the gas stove on."
Nolan was about to snap his fingers.
"Really, Karl cousin?"
A resentful voice sounded above his head, and Nolan's fingers stiffened.
"I also want to know when I got a brother with the same name as me."
Clark's voice also sounded.
"Hello, actually my English name is indeed Karl-El, the same name as your cousin. Isn't that a coincidence?"
Nolan looked up, first a pair of red combat boots, then fair, tender thighs, followed by white lace...
Nolan's eyes widened. Was this girl dressed so maturely?
Kara also noticed Nolan's gaze. Her face instantly turned crimson, like a ripe apple, but she didn't avert Nolan's eyes.
Clark, who was beside them, saw this scene, and his face instantly darkened. He strode forward, picked up Nolan from the ground, made him stand steady, and said seriously.
"Nolan, as a friend, I am very grateful for everything you have done, and I am even willing to pay anything to thank you, but you should not deceive an immature girl."
Whether it was the resurrected Zod or the little Kryptonian, both made Clark grateful, and his trust in Nolan even surpassed Bruce.
But when it came to his only relative, Clark felt he was already very restrained for not punching him.
The others also understood what was happening: deceiving a little girl and getting caught by her parents.
Barry, who had been running at high speed, also slowed down, a look of enjoying the show on his face.
The three Robins had already pulled out their weapons upon hearing "immature." This was a crime.
Bruce showed an interesting smile, took the camera Nolan had just dropped, and aimed it at Nolan.
He had done a psychological profile on Nolan before and knew he wouldn't do such a thing, otherwise he wouldn't have entrusted Damian to him.
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