Chapter 33 Victory

I have to say that Damian is quite talented. He was able to play well in the first try. It's a pity that he met Rong Huan, who is not a professional player.

She had no recreational activities in the welfare home in her previous life, except for her mother, the director, who taught her how to play Go, and she has persisted in doing so since she became interested in it.

During that time when Rong Huan was enjoying the game the most, she even borrowed the dean's cell phone to look up chess scores and learn the game herself.

Later, she actually learned some tricks from him, and was invincible in all the Go competitions she participated in at school.

So this is why she suggested playing Go. Her talent in the field of Go is her biggest golden finger.

Rong Huan calculated Damian's move position in her mind and patted Jason's arm to signal him to make his move.

As Jason placed the last white piece, the black pieces on the board were completely blocked and became dead pieces.

She heard Damian's shocked gasp and her eyes narrowed slightly into crescents. She won.

The onlookers were equally amazed.

In their view, Rong Huan's moves were without any plan, as if he was just placing the pieces randomly. However, when they looked at the chessboard again, they saw that all of Damian's black pieces were surrounded.

Rong Huan didn't say anything. Outsiders saw the excitement, while experts saw the tricks.

The Taoist culture contained in the Go of the Flower-Growing Family has been around for thousands of years, so the principles contained therein are naturally profound.

Damian looked up at the little girl opposite him. At this moment, she ignored Dick's surprise and just sat quietly on the sofa.

She was clearly blind, but for some reason Damian found the brightness in her beautiful eyes startling.

He was silent for a moment, then said unconvincedly,

"I'm willing to accept defeat this time, but next time you still have to fight me to decide the outcome."

Rong Huan bared his teeth upon hearing this, revealing a little devilish smile.

"Call me sister!"

Damian: !!!

He jumped up from the sofa and threw himself over it. Jason quickly grabbed his collar and smiled in the same way.

"Little one, don't forget that you still have homework to finish."

Damian struggled madly. Damn it, Little Wing was in cahoots with her!

Bruce watched his little son wriggling in midair like a maggot.

Then he looked at his eldest son who was circling around Rong Huan, almost wagging his tail to ask questions, and held his forehead helplessly.

Among the four young masters of the Wayne family, there is not a single honest child.

Seeing that his only little girl was also turning to sesame filling, he began to doubt the correctness of this free-range parenting method.

Rong Huan didn't think it was noisy, as she couldn't see it, but she could imagine how lively the scene was just by listening to the noisy sounds around her.

Silence always means loneliness, and she prefers it now.

Tim looked at the arrangement of Rong Huan's chess pieces with interest, trying to explain the pattern using advanced mathematics learned in college.

As he was fully focused, Dick staggered and bumped into him, and his arms, which were supporting his upper body weight on the table, suddenly lost their balance.

Tim didn't have time to react before his chin hit the table hard.

The sound made everyone look sideways, except Rong Huan.

She still hasn't gotten over her disorientation when she can't see.

When everyone was looking at the table, he turned his head firmly to the TV.

Jason: ...

Jason Todd still held Damian in his right hand and turned the boy's head with his left hand.

Tim covered his mouth, feeling as if his jaw was going to break.

He stood up slowly, glared at Dick, raised his fist and rushed over.

Dick, knowing that he was in the wrong, passively took the beating. He bared his teeth and dodged Tim's angry fist.

While walking around the table, he had to be kicked by the struggling Damian from time to time.

Red Robin's fighting ability was no joke. When Dick ran to the middle of the table again, he jumped over Bruce who was sitting there and started wrestling with Dick.

Bruce was inexplicably passed over:......

Now all the little bats hugged each other, you punched me, I kicked you, and a fight began.

Rong Huan sat in the chair, listening blankly to the noise behind her, not knowing what was happening.

Clark sat there nervously, not knowing whether to persuade or not, and simply went upstairs to continue writing his battle damage report.

Bruce was afraid that his careless sons might accidentally hurt Rong Huan, so he stood up and carried her away from the battle.

Rong Huan sat on Bruce's strong arms, lowered her head a little shyly and said,

"Daddy, can you say good morning to me tomorrow?"

Bruce chuckled, with a look of tenderness and fondness in his eyes.

"Of course, I'll say it every day, I promise."

Rong Huan's face flushed red, as if a kettle was boiling and emitting steam. She pursed her lips and smiled happily, her eyes full of anticipation.

Bruce ruffled the little girl's hair and looked at the clock standing on the floor.

The pointer above pointed to ten o'clock, and he walked upstairs.

"It's late, can I take you to bed?"

Rong Huan nodded, and after washing up and lying on the bed, she was so sleepy that she could hardly open her eyes.

Bruce tucked her in and said goodbye gently.

"Good night, Xiaorong."

Rong Huan was stunned and replied softly,

"Goodnight, Daddy."

When Bruce turned off the lights and left, the room fell silent again.

She was still savoring the memory, gradually falling into sleep with a smile on her face.

Bruce Wayne went downstairs to prepare for his night patrol.

I saw four brothers sitting in a row on the sofa, each with varying degrees of bruises on their faces.

Ah Fu stood by, holding a medicine box in his hand, watching them apply the medicine.

Dick covered his mouth and gasped. He was the worst beaten.

I don't know which wicked person is so evil and deliberately hits me where it hurts.

The other three people who had secretly greeted Dick Grayson pretended not to hear and lowered their heads to treat their own wounds.

Batman is silent, and his sons are not easy to deal with.

They are all "filial sons" who are so touching that they move heaven and earth. The couple is even more well-behaved than Rong Huan upstairs.

Clark wanted to go out and help, but Batman used his powerful Bat-Stare.

Batman's possessiveness would never allow Superman to interfere with his night patrol.

Clark had no choice but to stay in the manor with Titus and Alfred.

Bruce ignored the pitiful look on Superman's face as he sat in the doghouse and turned to drive the Batmobile.

Titus was lying on the ground. This alien still wanted to go out with his master?

Humph, impossible, he is occupying my nest!

Red Hood escapes long before Batman emerges from the Batcave.

He originally wanted to take the child with him, but Ah Fu said she was already asleep.

Jason rode away on his motorcycle with a gloomy face, secretly cursing the old bat for his schemes.

The criminals in Gotham found that Red Hood was in a particularly bad mood tonight and almost exploded.

Normally I would say a few harsh words and then get beaten, but today I skipped that process.

The gang leader was lying on the ground. The sharp pain in his ribs told him that his ribs were broken. He burst into tears.

Who on earth made this ancestor angry again? !