American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!.

Chapter 212: A-Zu, you said you don’t know how to smoke?
"What do you want?"

The Penguin's tone was no longer as calm as before.

The impact of A-Zu's landing just now made him instantly realize how terrifying this guy was.

This guy shocked me more than that idiot who just called himself "God".

"I heard you are the richest man in this city."

Ah Zu pinched his waist and looked at the Penguin Man, "I think you wouldn't mind lending me some of your money."

When the Penguin heard that the other party was asking him to borrow money, his expression instantly turned sinister.

"of course can."

The Penguin quickly adjusted his mood and forced a smile on his face. "But you are wrong about one thing. I am not the richest person in Gotham. I can give you a list of people whose wealth far exceeds mine. In this decadent city full of decadence and debauchery, they will only continue to grab wealth, while I will give back to society."

“I am never at the forefront of the greedy and fearless.”

The penguin man holding an umbrella said to A-Zu: "Come on, come to my office, I'll get the money for you."

A-Zu looked at the Penguin in surprise.

This guy is so cooperative.

When he robbed Black Mask's factory before, that group of people were not very cooperative.

It wasn't until he killed several gang leaders that those guys obeyed him.

But since the other party cooperated, he was happy and followed him upstairs.

"It's in my safe."

In the office upstairs, the Penguin pointed at the safe with his umbrella, walked up and opened it.

Green banknotes appeared in front of A-Zu.

When A-Zu saw the banknotes, he immediately came up to take them with his eyes shining.

Unexpectedly, the next second, a poisonous gas suddenly gushed out of the safe.

The Penguin Man standing aside quickly raised his umbrella upon seeing this.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Sparks flashed at the tip of the umbrella, and bullets shot out towards A-Zu.

The Penguin, who thought he had succeeded, laughed shrilly as he shot.

"Gah?!"

The Penguin's smile suddenly stopped. He looked at A-Zu, who was unharmed, in shock and took out the poison gas bomb that had been set up in advance from the safe.

Under his incredulous gaze, A-Zu put the poison gas bomb to his nose and took a deep breath.

As the toxic gas passed through his lungs, A-Zu had a comfortable expression on his face, like an old smoker.

If Clark were here, the problems that have been bothering him for a long time would be solved.

You look like a chain smoker, and you still say you don't smoke?!

Ah Zu looked at the stunned Penguin Man, and the corner of his mouth twitched. "What kind of beast are you?"

Before he could finish his words, heat rays shot out from his eyes and hit the Penguin's umbrella.

The umbrella was destroyed in an instant, and the mechanism inside fell off with a crash.

Then Zu took a step forward, grabbed the Penguin Man by the collar, and lifted up the short man.

The Penguin Man, his heart filled with fear, struggled constantly.

He never thought that there were such monsters in this world!

A-Zu grabbed the Penguin and threw him out without any further ado.

"Boom!"

The Penguin's body hit the stairs and then rolled down uncontrollably.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The Penguin Man cried out in pain as he kept tumbling against the stairs.

He felt as if he were falling into an unfathomable spiral, his face hitting the hard yellow stairs again and again.

Every muscle in my body is screaming and every bone is wailing.

The Penguin stretched out his arms and legs desperately to stop his body from rolling.

After rolling down about twenty feet, he finally stopped. The severe pain made his eyes roll back and he fainted.

A-Zu looked at the miserable state of the Penguin Man lying on the ground and his eyes narrowed.

"You damned little dwarf!"

The remaining Penguin's minions were stunned when they saw their boss' miserable condition.

Everyone had the same thought: When did this monster appear in Gotham?

at the same time.

"Wow!"

Bruce put on the bat costume and drove his motorcycle through the night of Gotham.

The streets of Gotham were chilly, with a few pedestrians occasionally appearing and then disappearing hurriedly into the night.

Bruce, who hacked into the police system, learned that a warehouse storing chemicals at the Gotham dock had been robbed and the robbers had injured the workers.

"Master Wayne, are you sure you must go out tonight?"

Alfred's voice came from the personal terminal.

"What's the problem, Alfred?"

"Mr. Padraic is a guest at the manor, and I thought you wouldn't be doing vigilante duty tonight."

"It won't take much time, and besides, Alfred, I don't have much personal time."

"Although this is the case, Master, I feel that you smile a lot more today, and your tense body has finally relaxed. I don't want you to return to your previous state."

Alfred knew that it was Peter's arrival that made Bruce in this state.

"I can't stop, Alfred."

"You are also a mortal, Master. No one can move forward all the time."

Alfred said helplessly.

He didn't want his young master to become a hero or the embodiment of a great spirit.

That responsibility is too heavy, and it will crush a person sooner or later. "I know, sorry, Alfred, I'm here, we can talk later."

Bruce drove his motorcycle to the dock and hung up the call with the butler.

Hiding his figures in the darkness, Bruce saw a group of people dressed as ninjas loading cargo onto a speedboat at the dock.

Next to the ninjas, several people were lying on the ground, breathless.

Looking at the attire of these ninjas, Bruce instantly thought of the Assassin's League where he once served.

Are these people from the League of Assassins?
Why did they come to Gotham?
Bruce, with his heart in a turmoil, had a bad feeling as he looked at the ninja.

Are they here to destroy Gotham?

He knew that these lunatics had destroyed many cities in the past, and that this crazy behavior had not stopped yet.

Taking a deep breath, he calmed himself down.

No matter what these people want to do, just catch them and ask them their purpose.

Thinking of this, Bruce took action immediately.

He found the power switch in the warehouse area and turned it off.

With a "click", the street lights suddenly went out and the whole world fell into darkness in an instant.

The dark cloak spread out, and Bruce's wings drove the howling of the wind.

Before a ninja could react, his feet were entangled in ropes and he was pulled into the air with a "whoosh".

The sudden attack forced the ninjas to react quickly. The well-trained ninjas did not panic and took immediate countermeasures.

However, due to the dark environment, the vision was unclear, which led to the ninjas being completely at a disadvantage.

"Oh!"

A dull sound was heard and Bruce grabbed the arm of the ninja who was close to him.

Punch! Elbow! Joint technique!

As the ninja screamed, the opponent who was unable to react was attacked by Bruce and lost his combat effectiveness.

Bruce transformed into the Dark Knight and put into practice everything he had learned during the parade.

A few minutes later, accompanied by the sounds of fists, falls, and screams, Bruce was the only one left standing on the ground.

Before he could catch his breath, the power switch at the dock was turned on with a "click".

Under the glaring light, Bruce raised his head and looked forward.

A sturdy figure stood in front of him.

Bane, wearing a breathing mask, gave Bruce a great sense of oppression just by standing in front of him.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Then Bane rushed towards Bruce with a roar.

"Damn it!"

Bruce quickly used his grappling gun to shoot out a rope, spread his wings, and moved himself away from the spot.

Bane rushed over and chased Bruce again.

"Whoosh!"

Bruce shot the bat dart at the opponent, but the opponent endured the damage from the bat dart and rushed straight towards him.

Faced with the strong wind brought by Bane's raised fist, Bruce quickly raised his arm to block, ready to block this powerful blow, and then find an opportunity to create distance.

"Boom!"

Bruce was hit on the shoulder by Bane's punch and was instantly knocked backwards by the force.

The arm was in unbearable pain. The arm that was hit lost its fighting power and hung in the air.

Bruce, in a state of disgrace, rolled backwards to avoid the opponent's violent attack.

He didn't expect the other party to be so powerful!
And whether in terms of combat experience or strength, he has an advantage over himself.

Just as he was frantically thinking about how to fight the enemy, Bane rushed towards him again.

Bruce endured the pain and shot a bat dart at Bane while he moved forward and kicked out with his leg, attacking the opponent's shin.

But Bane ruthlessly countered his move with his knee.

Bane then grabbed Bruce by the waist, lifted him up, and smashed him in the spine.

Just as Bruce was about to have his back broken, at the critical moment, a ball of fire burst out and hit Bane's back with a "boom".

Bane was unable to react in time and was knocked forward.

Bruce, who was caught by him, also took the opportunity to break free and rolled to the ground.

"Cough cough."

Bruce, holding his chest, raised his head and saw a shocking scene.

Peter was slowly emerging from the darkness.

"First!"

Bruce subconsciously wanted to shout out, but quickly realized that he was Batman now, not Bruce, so he quickly swallowed the words.

He never expected to meet Peter here.

Could it be that sir knows his identity as Batman?
How to do?
Should I pretend not to know him, or should I reveal my identity directly?

Bruce was in a state of confusion and didn't know what to choose.

No, sir, it should be impossible for me to recognize that I am Bruce Wayne. I have never revealed any flaws.

Bruce quickly came to the "correct" conclusion.

On the other side, Bane, who was knocked down by Peter using the rune, stood up and looked at Peter who attacked him.

Although I don't know where Peter came from, he won't speak first.

He was in a bad temper and rushed directly towards Peter.

"Ho!"

He roared and swung his fist at Peter.

With a "bang", the fist was easily caught by Peter.

Not only Bane couldn't believe it, even Talia, who was standing on the boat near the dock watching the battle, was stunned.

(End of this chapter)