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Chapter 210 Loki: I just want to save some money for my father's pension
"is it?"

Peter looked at him meaningfully, "You don't have to tense yourself up so much, Bruce."

At this time, the two had just finished dinner and were talking in the living room.

A-Zu, Clark and the others have gone upstairs to rest.

“This trip around the world has changed me a lot.”

Bruce paused and asked Peter, "Sir, aren't you curious about what I've been through?"

"Uh-huh, if you're willing to share it with me."

"of course."

Bruce had a nostalgic look on his face, "After completing high school, I chose to explore the world, absorbing any knowledge along the way that could satisfy my particular needs."

"I have traveled to the top universities in Europe and the Far East, and accumulated countless points."

Bruce tells Peter about his journey, "I learned a lot of fighting skills, practiced physical skills with senior teachers, and mastered most of them. In addition, I also participated in many major events with the world's top detectives. At that time, I understood the gap between the skills in textbooks and real combat."

"Sir, I am shocked. It is really difficult to put what I have learned into practice!"

Peter nodded as he listened to the other person's story. "It sounds like you've experienced a lot of unforgettable things."

"Yes, but I think it's all worth it. It makes me grow."

"Is that all?"

Peter raised his eyebrows and asked the other party.

From what he knew, no matter which world Batman was from, he seemed to visit the snow-capped mountains of China or the temples of India.

In the ravines of these places, there are always hidden hermits and masters who require one to pass a lot of tests before one can successfully become a disciple.

"actually"

Bruce hesitated and said to him, "I learned my art on a snowy mountain."

"Snowy mountain?"

"Yes, there is an alliance there. Each of them is a martial arts expert. They use faith as a weapon and freedom as an anesthetic to attract many people. I used to follow them and learn together."

This was a scene Bruce didn't want to recall.

This organization called the Assassin's League left him with a deep psychological trauma.

The League once asked him to kill a criminal to prove his commitment to justice, but Bruce refused on the spot.

After realizing the organization's ambitions, Bruce finally chose to leave.

"uh-huh."

Peter listened to Bruce's story and nodded.

He knew that the other party was probably talking about the Assassin's League.

The organization was founded by Ninja Master Lars al Ghul. Its basic purpose is "justice must be achieved by one's own hands." It is mainly dedicated to training assassins and warriors, carrying out so-called "cleansing plans" around the world and destroying "corrupted" cities.

He remembered that Bruce had a son because of his relationship with Talia, the daughter of the Ninja Master.

Shaking his head, he pushed the gossipy thoughts out of his mind and didn't specifically ask about Bruce and Talia's love story.

"According to what you said, this organization is not a just organization. It is more like a brainwashing organization under the guise of 'belief' and 'freedom'."

Peter said to Bruce: "But it's all over now. Now that you're back home, you don't have to be so nervous."

"No, I can't stop, sir."

Bruce let out a sigh of relief, "I always feel that the soul of my body is getting heavier and heavier."

He revealed his true thoughts to Peter.

He hadn't even told Alfred about these thoughts that were hidden in his heart.

"Although the time of my parents' death is getting farther and farther away from me, my obsession with revenge seems to be getting stronger and stronger. However, my enemies are already dead. Even if I have the most powerful means, I can't do anything to save them."

He put his hand to his forehead and said, "Really, sir, sometimes I even feel that my soul has already collapsed, and what is left is just a dying body."

Peter was silent for a moment, then said, "So you won't stop for a moment? You think only death can stop you?"

"Yes, sir."

"I know what you're thinking Bruce."

Peter sighed, "You have such thoughts, in addition to your deep hatred for "evil", another reason is that you also hate "your cowardly self" very much. You live in endless regret."

"But, Bruce, you must learn to reconcile with yourself, otherwise you will always live in the pain of 'even death cannot stop you'. This road will be difficult."

Bruce listened to Peter's words and nodded after a while. "This may be difficult, but I will try my best, sir."

Peter didn't say anything else. He stood up, patted Bruce on the shoulder and walked upstairs.

Watching Peter's leaving back, Bruce's face was a little stunned, and then a bitter smile appeared on his face.

Sure enough, no matter what I become or how many changes I go through, it seems that the gentleman can always see what is in my heart.

After sitting on the sofa in a daze for a while, Bruce stood up and walked towards his room.

After entering the room, he walked to the piano and pressed a few keys softly.

As the sound of the piano spread, the bookshelf on the side slowly moved to both sides.

Looking at the dark basement entrance, Bruce stepped into the basement.

It is not accurate to describe it as a basement. It would be more accurate to describe it as a large underground cave.

This was the secret place where the ancestors of the Wayne family transported black slaves.

The entire wide cave is equipped with various infrastructure and lighting.

In addition, the exit leading to the outside has a waterfall that covers the entrance of the cave, and there is also an elevator inside that can help him directly enter the study on the second floor.

After returning to Gotham, Bruce and his butler modified the place to be used as a secret base in the future. He walked to the glass cabinet and looked at the Kevlar armor on the mannequin, and he sighed slightly.

He had worn this armor before and worked as a vigilante on the streets for a few days.

Although he suffered a lot in the beginning, for example, when he was dealing with gangsters, he was picked on by a group of people and fell from the building.

He fell on the fire escape and nearly broke his leg.

Picking up a dart he made on the table, Bruce's mood became quite complicated.

"Sir, you are right. I choose to crush and tear apart the evil with my fists. The fundamental reason is that I always live in regret."

at the same time.

"Knock! Knock!"

There was a knock on A-Zu's door.

Walking forward and opening the door, A Zu looked at Loki in surprise.

"Loki?"

"Yes, it's me, your dear brother."

Loki said enthusiastically, "I was worried that you couldn't sleep, so I came to talk to you."

“I don’t think I had trouble sleeping.”

A-Zu frowned and looked at the other person.

He always felt that the other party had bad intentions.

Especially after the last black robe incident, his trust in Loki dropped to the lowest level.

Although there was no evidence that it was Loki who informed on the secret, he intuitively felt that it was the other party who did it.

"This is Gotham, the capital of crime."

Loki said to him seriously, "When I first came in, I was trembling with fear."

"If you don't want to get down to business, get out. My time is limited."

A-Zu said to him unceremoniously.

"You said a bad word!"

Rocky looked shocked, "If Dad finds out, you'll be scolded, John."

"Okay, what do you want to say?"

A-Zu puffed up his face and let out a breath, then glanced towards the corridor, and after confirming that Peter was not there, he pulled him into the room.

"Don't threaten me with your dad again! Otherwise I'll let you know what happens if you mess with me."

A-Zu searched Loki's pockets from top to bottom and only let him go after he found there was no recording device or anything like that.

"is it?"

Loki tightened his collar and looked at A-Zu with a confident expression, "What if Dad knew about your robbery today?"

"what?!"

A-Zu's eyes narrowed.

"I watched the news tonight. The Gotham National Bank was robbed. The Red Hood escaped after the robbery, and then..."

Loki paused and said to him, "They were robbed by the gangsters and their money disappeared. The Red Hoods died in a special way. It looked like their heads were blown off by something. Plus, you were not in the cafe at that time."

"What do you want to say?"

Hearing what Loki said, A'zu felt a little confused, but he still maintained his composure on the surface.

"What do you think would happen if I told Dad about this?"

Loki continued to Azu, "I guess Daddy won't be very happy."

As he listened to Loki's threat, Azu's expression kept changing.

Taking a deep breath, he put his hands on his waist and forced a bright fake smile on his face, "Hey, brother, you won't do that, right? We've always been good brothers."

Looking at A-Zu's face-changing skills, Loki was speechless.

Who did this guy learn this shamelessness from?

How did he manage to switch back and forth between these two contrasting emotions?

"I swear, this is from my heart. In my opinion, Loki, you have always been my hero. You helped me a lot the last time I traveled through the world."

"Okay, stop!"

Loki was a little bit tired of being beaten by A Zu. He coughed and said to A Zu: "Don't worry, I won't tell Dad. Now we can work together."

"How do you want to cooperate? Do you want a share of the money?"

A-Zu looked at him warily.

"No, of course not, that's too little!"

Loki bewitched him and said, "Gotham is the capital of crime. There are many gangsters here. Moreover, they are protected by corrupt policemen, making them even more unscrupulous."

"I mean, we can rob them, and listen to their names - Penguin, Black Mask, these are terrible names."

After hearing this, A-Zu looked at Loki with a shocked expression.

He didn't expect that the other party's ambition was even greater than his own!

"Don't look at me like that. I'm just saving some money for dad."

Loki said his purpose was just to save up a pension for Peter.

(End of this chapter)