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Chapter 523 Bruce's life choices, if time could be reversed
On countless nights, I dreamed of returning to the place where I witnessed the tragedy that happened.

The scene before my eyes suddenly turned into that unforgettable night.

The theatre's film list remained unchanged, with chalk lines on the floor outlining the epitome of earlier tragedies.

Everything was familiar and yet strange, and the distant details continued to erode Bruce's thoughts.

The rage for revenge burned in his heart.

Going deep into the dirtiest corners of the city, transforming into Batman at night, everything he did was to release his anger, and now he finally found the culprit of everything!

Taking a deep breath, Bruce clenched his fists.

"Squeak!"

A few minutes later, there was a sound of a key turning in the door and someone came in.

Bruce hides himself.

Under his gaze, a figure slowly approached.

The moment the other person turned on the light, Bruce recognized him.

Even though this guy's appearance has changed a lot, for Bruce, who has had countless nightmares about this and returned to the scene countless times, he will not make a mistake no matter how this guy changes!
After a busy day, Joe Zier was just about to lie down on the sofa and take a rest.

Batman slowly appeared behind him.

Joe Zier, who had already noticed something, calmly reached out to open the drawer next to his sofa.

"The revolver isn't there any more, Joe Zier."

Bruce's hoarse voice came out slowly.

His calm and hoarse voice contained his suppressed anger.

Hearing Bruce's words, Joe Chil was stunned.

Bruce walked slowly towards him. "Also, the shotgun behind the fireplace is mine, as well as the .45 pistol in your bedroom, even though it will eventually be pressed against your forehead."

"I'm just looking for pills, I have a bit of a cold."

As Joe Zill spoke, he reached out and grabbed a dagger from under the sofa, turned around and stabbed Batman fiercely.

"Oh!"

Bruce grabbed his wrist, gritted his teeth, snatched the opponent's dagger with his backhand, and broke his wrist with a "click".

"Ahhh!!"

Joe Zier screamed in pain as his wrist was broken.

Bruce threw another punch at Joe Zill's face, knocking him hard to the ground.

Bruce stepped heavily on Joe Zill's chest with his right foot, and his heart was instantly filled with anger.

"Tell me! Why did you shoot the Waynes in that alley? Why did you do that?!"

"Tell me! What on earth do you, such a useless and cruel person, live for? Tell me!"

Bruce's eyes were red, and he stepped hard on the opponent's chest with his right foot.

Joe Zier, who was groaning from being stepped on, squeezed out a sentence with all his strength in fear, "I didn't mean to do that. I'm sorry. I just wanted to make some money."

"You killed a couple and also ended a boy that night."

Bruce bent down, grabbed the other person, and slammed his head against the wall.

With a "bang", Joe Zier's head was hit and blood splattered.

"Just for some money?"

Bruce raised his knee and hammered his opponent, causing him to cover his chest in pain.

"You took away two people's lives just for this excuse?!"

Bruce grabbed the man's collar and knocked his head against the wall again. "Listen, outside this city, there are children crying in the alleys, women's corpses exposed on the streets late at night, freaks who enjoy killing, thugs who paralyze themselves with poison, doctors who intimidate others, you, a bunch of dirty bugs, are using such ridiculous reasons to cholera this city?"

Joe Zier, with blood splattered all over his head, felt as if his body no longer belonged to him.

He tried to stand up, but Batman's fist hit him right in the heart.

With a "bang", he felt as if the air in his lungs was suddenly sucked out.

He wanted to bend down to breathe, but he couldn't do it, so he had to cough violently.

It's like there's an animal hiding in my chest that's ready to come out at any time, and I'm trying every way to drive it out.

"Huchi! Huchi!"

Joe Zier, who was gasping for breath, was grabbed by the head by Bruce, pressed against the fireplace railing in the room, and squeezed hard into the gap in the railing.

"Remember this fear that goes deep into your bones. I want you to remember this despair, panic and pain forever!"

Bruce said to him through gritted teeth.

Joe Zier, who had been beaten to the point where he had little strength left, cried out in pain and begged for mercy.

"I remember it. Please, spare me. I am willing to go to jail! Please!"

"No! Don't even think about it!"

Bruce gritted his teeth, his face twisted and ferocious, picked up the dagger on the ground, and was about to stab Joe Zill's throat with the dagger.

When the dagger was very close to the opponent's neck, Bruce suddenly stopped.

In his mind, Peter's figure flashed before him.

The anger that he had been maintaining suddenly subsided.

Bruce stared blankly at the dagger in his hand.

After a while, he stood up weakly and threw the dagger in his hand to the ground. Did he really want to kill him?

A feeling of powerlessness and frustration surged into Bruce's heart.

It was as if I was back in the bat cave when I was young.

Falling into darkness because of fear, anger, and powerlessness.

By killing him, can I melt away the darkness in my heart and the darkness in this city?

Becoming Batman and using anger and violence to solve criminals, I believed this would be my salvation, but it did not really bring me peace.

The Caped Crusader's war against the evil of Gotham ultimately led him into a deeper sense of frustration and powerlessness.

He thought he could regain his sense of power through violence and inflicting fear, and do the right thing to change Gotham.

He thought that with his anger, he could burn away all the evil in Gotham.

But this is not enough.

Killing Joe Zier would not eradicate the darkness in his heart.

Walking to the window, Bruce held onto the railing and tried to calm himself down.

After staying motionless for a while, he turned on the communication device on his arm and connected Peter's phone.

"Sir, something unexpected has happened. Can you come to Gotham?"

When Peter, Azu and Clark arrived, they saw Joe Zill, tied to the fireplace and dying, and Bruce sitting next to him.

"It looks like there was a fierce battle going on here."

Peter glanced at Joe Zier and walked towards Bruce.

When Bruce saw Peter coming over, he took a deep breath and stood up.

"gentlemen."

"Who is he?"

Peter looked at Joe Zill, who was lying on the ground in a limp state, and asked Bruce.

"Joe Zier."

Bruce said the other person's name.

Peter was a little surprised when he heard the name.

He remembered that this guy was the murderer who killed the Waynes.

After taking a look at Joe Zier, Peter said to A-Zu, "John, go knock this guy out."

A Zu nodded, walked over and gave the other person a physical sleep therapy.

"So, Bruce, what happened?"

With a complicated expression, Bruce told Peter everything that happened today and how Joe Zier was the murderer of his parents.

"I wanted to kill him so badly. I saw him shoot my parents. I saw with my own eyes the filth behind the prosperity of this city. In front of my parents' tombstone, I made a promise to use my life to fight against the evil in this world and to bring justice to my parents and all those who have been treated unfairly."

"Now, he's standing before me, and I'm hesitant, sir."

Bruce looked at his bloody hands and said, "Sir, what do you think I should do now?"

Looking at Bruce's confused expression, Peter sighed slightly.

"That doesn't depend on me, Bruce. It depends entirely on you. You know the path you are sticking to. Whether it's locking him up and being punished, or killing him yourself, or having me help you do it, you only need a thought to make the decision. But you finally asked me for help. You actually knew what you were thinking in your heart, but you were also afraid. You tried to let me help you make the decision."

Bruce was stunned for a moment after hearing Peter's confession. He looked at Joe Zier and said, "Yes, sir. I don't want to kill him. I want him to live in fear and pain for his whole life. But I am afraid that if I die in that alley one day, will my parents avenge me at all costs? I am afraid that they will blame me."

"Maybe they will do that, but Bruce, I think your parents' expectations of you should be that they never want you to work so hard. All they want is for you to be an ordinary person, not Batman."

Patting Bruce's shoulder gently, Peter asked A Zu to carry Joe and take him to the police station.

"Let's go back to Wayne Manor."

Bruce nodded with mixed feelings and followed Peter out of the apartment.

The next day.

After resting for a night in Wayne Manor, Peter woke up in the morning and did not see Bruce.

After thinking about it, he walked to the Wayne couple's grave and really saw Bruce standing in front of the tombstone.

Seeing Peter coming, Bruce looked up and said, "I always wonder, sir, what would happen if I could go back to that alley and stop that bullet."

"None of us can go back to the past, Bruce."

"Yes, everything seems to be just a dream, but the grief will never be forgotten."

Bruce calmed down and said to Peter, "I plan to send someone to pick up Mr. Kent this morning. I have invited the best heart doctor in the United States."

Bruce took the initiative to talk about Jonathan's heart treatment.

After talking for a while, the two returned to the manor.

Peter had just sat down when his cell phone rang.

Rhea told him that a man named Barry Allen came to the farm and wanted to see him.

Peter asked Rhea to tell him to come to Gotham to see him.

Two minutes later, Peter saw the Flash running towards him.

After Barry greeted Bruce, he asked him right away: "Mr. Padrick, have you ever heard of reversing time?"

(End of this chapter)