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

Chapter 78 The smoke is quite strong
Peter pulled up Wally Krohn's body by the tie.

Bruce walked over quickly and looked at Peter in shock.

"Sir, he. He's dead!"

"Hmm, that's to be expected. Doesn't the Court of Owls keep an eye on Gotham at all times?"

Peter looked towards the killer who had now escaped.

"However, my original target was not our former mayor."

Peter narrowed his eyes, his super senses picking up any trace of the fleeing killer.

"Let's go. We have to rely on this killer to lead the way for us."

After being stunned for a moment, staring at Peter's back, Bruce quickly caught up with him.

"Sir, did you intend to lure the killers from the Court of Owls here from the beginning?"

Bruce asked in disbelief.

Peter stopped and said to Bruce, "Yes, I don't believe that the former mayor can tell me what I want to know."

"So, sir, you also know that they will take action against the former mayor."

"I don't know, Bruce, but I'm guessing they do."

He looked at the silent Bruce, "You think my behavior is rude?"

"No, I just"

"Bruce, this city is full of darkness and evil. The police are corrupt and incompetent, and the law is useless. The tragedy your parents experienced could happen every day. If you try to save this city, giving them hope is not enough."

Peter said something that shocked Bruce.

He placed his hand on Bruce's shoulder. "Only fear can stop them, make them stand in awe."

"I"

Bruce was in turmoil. He stared at Peter with his lips slightly open, not knowing what to say.

"Sir, maybe law and order can save this city, too."

After a while, Bruce spoke out his inner thoughts.

"It's good to have hope, Bruce. Walking in the dark zone, but still believing in order and law; longing for revenge, longing to kill criminals, but still being able to suppress the burning anger with cold reason, this is what I hope you can do."

Facing the confused Bruce, Peter conveyed some positive energy ideas to him.

If this kid goes astray and turns into the evil Batman who will do anything to achieve his goals, he estimates that he will really become a "father-worried person" in the future.

"I understand, sir."

Bruce nodded and said to him in a firm tone: "I will also become the kind of person you expect."

Court of Owls Headquarters.

At this time, the Owl members gathered in the courtroom, these famous families of Gotham, were discussing intensely what had happened today.

"Quiet! Quiet!"

The graceful woman wearing an owl mask stopped everyone's discussion.

"Everyone, Gotham is in tatters and beyond repair. Only we can rebuild Gotham and let it rise from the ashes. Now our plan is about to succeed, and the rise of the new Gotham is just around the corner!"

As soon as the words fell, cheers echoed throughout the Court of Owls headquarters.

"I don't think so."

A sudden voice suddenly interrupted everyone's cheers.

The people wearing masks looked in the direction of the sound.

What I saw instead was Peter and Bruce walking slowly towards me.

The woman looked at Bruce in surprise, "It's you, Bruce Wayne!"

"How did you find this place?!"

She looked at Peter with disbelief written all over her face.

"That's a long story. You rats are really good at hiding."

Peter took a step forward and looked around at this group of masked dignitaries who were said to control all of Gotham.

"You, you killed my parents!" Bruce glared at everyone in the Court of Owls.

The woman shook her head and said to Bruce:
"You are as stubborn as your father and refuse to compromise, Bruce. If you had not escaped from our control at the beginning, we would not have taken action against you. Just like your father, after discovering our existence, he always wanted to get rid of us. You always overestimate your own value, whether it is to yourself or others."

"But now, since you have fallen into the trap, I think the result will not be much different from before."

She clapped her hands, and several killers in owl uniforms flashed out of the shadows.

The killers moved quickly and swiftly, drawing their samurai swords from behind and charging towards Peter and Bruce.

Peter protected Bruce behind him, grabbed the arm of a killer who rushed up, and twisted it with his backhand.

The latter uttered a miserable cry.

With a "bang", Peter punched it and sent it flying.

His body collided with another killer, and both of them were knocked against the wall by the terrifying force.

Without waiting for everyone present to react, Peter rushed to a killer at a speed invisible to the naked eye and smashed down with his elbow. The latter spun several times in the air like a top and fell heavily to the ground.

The warm blood quickly spread across the cold ground.

These killers, who seemed agile and fierce in the eyes of ordinary people, were easily dealt with by Peter.

Everyone in the court was completely dumbfounded as they watched the killer fall to the ground in a matter of seconds.

The crowd looked at Peter with terrified eyes and immediately fled in panic.

As the woman fled, she ordered the remaining killers at the scene to spray Peter with virus gas spray.

"Gululu!"

A ball spewing red smoke rolled to Peter's feet.

Then, as everyone stared in amazement, Peter bent down, picked up the ball that was spewing poisonous gas from the ground, put it to his nose, and took a deep breath.

"Mm, it tastes good. I haven't smoked for many years. This has aroused my craving for cigarettes a little bit."

Peter took a few more deep puffs with an expression of enjoyment, with no sign of poisoning at all.

"you!"

The woman looked at Peter's enjoying expression in horror, she was so shocked that she couldn't utter a word.

Where did this monster come from?!
Seeing Peter's horrific performance, the members of the Court of Owls became even more confused and fled frantically!

With a "whoosh", Peter moved directly in front of the old woman, grabbed her throat and threw her out.

The round table in the middle of the meeting room was instantly smashed to pieces by her body, and wood chips flew into the air.

The remaining court members were scrambling to escape when they suddenly stopped.

The court member looked like he had been acupunctured, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth and his whole body twitching.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The noises continued to ring out, and soon all the members of the Court of Owls fell to the ground, motionless.

Peter was originally planning to deal with these court members, but the sudden situation made him frown.

Bruce was also shocked by what happened at the scene, and it took him a while to react.

Walking up to Peter, he asked Peter in disbelief, “Sir, what happened?”

Peter bent over and examined the body of a member of the Court of Owls. "They're all dead."

"Dead?"

"Hmm, they died of poisoning. They were all silenced. It's obvious that they were poisoned before we came in."

Peter stood up and stared at the owl statue in the center of the court. "It seems that the so-called Court of Owls is just the tip of the iceberg in Gotham."

"finished?"

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Bruce knew that the matter was over.

The Court of Owls was destroyed by the real mastermind. As the longest night was about to end, an indescribable melancholy rose in his heart.

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