It is suggested that Damian kill his grandfather and mother immediately. Death Knell is also out of kindness and truly consider Damian from his perspective.

The fifty-year-old soldier accepted Damian so quickly and gave him his wholehearted advice. In addition to respecting the contract, there was also a hidden secret.

More than a decade ago, Talia drugged Batman in Gotham City and had a romantic night, and the beaded baby was secretly pregnant with Damian. At that time, the death knives were also in Gotham, and he was working as a left-handed hand to deal with Batman for Master Ninja.

As an independent, powerful and full of personality, Talia can do things like taking medicine to sleep with men, so she is naturally not a good-looking lamp. She sleeping with men is not because of love, but because she wants to squeeze out the gene stock of the strong.

As a powerful man who is older than Mr. Wayne, who is not inferior to Mr. Wayne's physical function and martial arts level, he is also lucky to get the moon first, and he rolled out the sheets with Talia the night before he slept with Batman.

The two men sent the essence into the same woman's body. Whose child born ten months later is a confusing account. No one could explain clearly before getting the genetic identification report.

So much so that after a forged genetic identification book, Death Knell and Batman fought for their son Damian, and they almost died together.

Without conclusive evidence, Death Knell only suspects that the black-haired boy in front of him may be his species, but he cannot make a final confirmation.

Originally, Death Knell didn't believe that Damian Al Goul was his species, but after being defeated by this child, his mentality underwent a subtle change.

He is currently in a subtle mentality of his neighbor's suspicion. The more he looks at him, the more he feels that this child is too similar to himself. He is so sinister and cunning and cruel, and he doesn't look like a cross-dressed gay sm enthusiast who dares not kill anyone.

Of course, Death Knell really thought too much. Just by the color of hair and pupils, Damian has no blood relationship with him. How could a blond and blue-eyed man give birth to a son with black hair and green pupils?

Even if the pupil color can be explained by Talia's green pupil, the hair color is completely inconsistent with the genetic rules.

Perhaps it was because of the excessive sorrow of losing his son in his later years. After losing his only son, he subconsciously longed to be compensated to make up for his debt to his dead son, ignored such obvious flaws, and attributed it to the influence of genetic modification like self-hypnosis.

...

I couldn't think of any better proposal for a while. After all, after being a mercenary for a long time, Death Knell has become accustomed to executing orders and is not good at independently planning big conspiracies.

"Is there really no other suggestions?" Damian asked unwillingly.

Death Knives thought for a long time and tried to make a suggestion: "There is a team of teenage superheroes in Tiaotiao City. An evil sect organization wants to hire me to capture members of the team, seize their superpowers, and issue a commission of one billion US dollars. Unfortunately, I haven't found a suitable spy candidate to get involved. Your age and appearance are very suitable... Otherwise, we will join forces to do this and get the money after the matter is done?"

Damian waved his hand impatiently: "What a terrible suggestion, I'm not short of money! Why bother to make a grudge against a superhero for just a billion dollars?"

Sighing, the boy shook his head and said, "It seems that you are the only consultant, it is not enough. My consultant group still needs to grow!"

Death Bell closed his mouth embarrassedly. The "money-making plan" he proposed was selfish and wanted to "kill people with a knife" to deceive his new boss, fighter jets among teenagers, to deal with the old enemy superhero organization he had always been thinking about destroying.

"I have to find a few more consultants to give me more advice..."

Damian touched his chin and thought, "The next stop is to go to 'Gotham City'. I heard that there are simple people there, beautiful scenery and pleasant climate, but there are many mentally ill people. They say that mentally ill people have broad thinking, and they may find excellent talents from it."

Death Knook frowned and said, "You want to find that bat monster as your consultant? I advise you not to waste your time. He is an extremely selfish, stubborn and arrogant guy. He loves to show off and has a strong desire to control himself. He will never be willing to surrender to others. He is just making things boring to find him."

"Bat monster? Are you talking about my legendary cheap daddy."

Damian smiled and shook his head, "I won't hire him. I want to find a consultant. How can I find a matter for my father to come back and be domineering to me? Just because I am so angry that I am annoyed by him, I don't care about the ones that are there or not, and I tied him up and sent him to Thailand for surgery!"

Deathkill's mood improved for no reason. I imagined the bat monster singing and dancing in a light skirt. It was a rare slight tilt to the corner of his mouth, and a rare smile appeared. He asked, "It sounds like you don't agree with his concept of justice?"

"How to say it, it's too petty and nostalgic!" The boy shrugged and said, "He doesn't worry about the big things on the earth and the trivial things in Gotham's backyard. He doesn't want to worry about it. In my opinion, if he really wants to do a big career, he should give up Gotham completely, with a broader vision. The earth is so big and the universe is so deep and boundless. Why bother with a group of mentally ill and gangsters in an incurable city."

"Oh?" asked Death Bell with interest: "What do you mean by giving up Gotham? Gotham City without Batman will be completely destroyed and become a sin city where demons dance."

"So what? At best, it's just the second Detroit. Gotham is not an indispensable and important city. It's neither the Hope National Science and Technology Center nor the Politics and Economics Center. It's going to be depressed due to the surge in crime.

I would like to give severance payments to the citizens who want to leave, go to the ‘metropolis’, ‘center city’, ‘star city’, and even immigrate to Canada. Don’t you have to worry about hurting the innocent?”

Damian curled his lips disdainfully: "Leave those bad people who refuse to leave and kill each other. In a few years, they will almost die if they bite their dogs. Then start the "Gotham Revitalization Plan" to clear out the few remaining species and rebuild a brand new Gotham City on the ruins. Wouldn't the problem be completely solved?"

Deathkill fake sighed: "You proposed a very constructive and creative solution to the Gotham problem. Unfortunately, the Bat Monster must not accept it. His obsessive-compulsive control cannot tolerate Gotham being out of control, and the principles he adhered to throughout his life did not allow him to let down the city's trust in him."

"So, if you want to do big things, you can't be too picky. You should know how to make choices. Only by giving up can you gain..."

The black-haired boy talked about the big truth in a nagging manner. As he spoke, he suddenly woke up and waved his hand and said, "I've gotten out of the way. In short, I'm not interested in this rotten cessation pit in Gotham City, and I don't want to jump in and mess with you. In order to avoid trouble, I don't want to alarm Gotham's guardians."
Chapter completed!