The Magnetic Emperor began leading Gotham toward justice.

The massive iron gate was instantly twisted into a knot by this force.

The combination lock still gleamed beside him, like an incompetent husband in some movies.

Bai Lang could see everything behind the iron gate.

It's like a young girl's clothes being completely ripped off, revealing her most exquisite parts.

These exquisite parts were being admired by Bai Lang in their entirety.

The useless combination lock next to it was still flashing red, as if trying to send an alarm to the outside world.

However, the alarm's electromagnetic signal has not yet been sent.

A magnetic field of 100,000 horsepower suddenly erupted.

The combination lock was then crushed by the terrifying magnetic force of the white waves.

Based on Bai Lang's current level 1 power expansion (71%) power flow.

He is now capable of unleashing hundreds of attacks with a combined output of over 100,000 horsepower.

An attack involving more than 200,000 horses would require at least 50 attacks.

The all-out attack is also much better than before, and can be unleashed fifteen times.

Without pausing for the tangled iron gate and combination lock, Bai Lang strode inside.

Upon entering, one is greeted by a corridor that is completely different from Wayne Building.

If we say that the corridor Bai Lang just walked through had a modern decorating style.

The road in front of us looks just like the interior of a medieval castle.

Along both sides of the corridor, rows and rows of torches suddenly lit up.

Every three meters, there is a statue in full armor, resembling a medieval knight.

Bai Lang seemed to have known about the plan all along, and stepped inside.

At this moment, as the iron gate was broken open, the slumbering Claws in this secret base began to awaken.

Inside the secret base.

Besides these claws, there were one or two people from the Owl Court standing by the window.

They are the true elite, the upper echelons of Gotham City.

Gotham's top resources are concentrated on them.

Therefore, it is only natural that they should be in charge of managing and protecting this city.

A man wearing a white cat mask stood by the glass window, gazing into the distance.

"Thomas Wayne seems to be having some ulterior motives lately..."

A deep voice slowly came from the man's mouth.

"Others have also set their sights on him, and the city's subway is being built in a location that isn't even in a bustling area."

"Instead, we chose to connect impoverished areas with prosperous areas."

"Oh......"

"Using the economy of prosperous areas to create jobs for people in impoverished areas..."

A short, thin figure nearby spoke in a pleasant female voice.

"While it may help the urban underclass, it could hinder the development of bustling areas."

"The development of cities has never needed these flies that are attached to us."

"Gotham needs elites; only elites can make our city better."

Although her voice was pleasant, the words this woman spoke were like a thunderbolt to some people from the lower classes.

Because everyone believes they are useful in the city's development.

As some people say.

When you work in an electronics factory, you are contributing to the development and construction of the city.

As for me being a capitalist, that would also be contributing to the city's GDP.

But in the eyes of capitalists.

How can the contributions of electronics factory workers to the city compare to those of capitalists?

It's far inferior.

Even the lives of electronics factory workers are not as valuable as a profit of 100,000 yuan in the eyes of capitalists.

Just as this woman was thinking.

Why should prosperous regions extend a helping hand to impoverished areas?

As long as the prosperous area continues to develop and become even more prosperous.

This way, people from other places can be attracted in, and the area will remain prosperous.

But now, Thomas Wayne, chairman of the Wayne Group, is doing things that go against the city's development.

In their view, this touched upon everyone's interests.

As long as a prosperous area continues to develop and remain prosperous, that's enough.

Poor regions and the poor only need to provide some productivity when needed.

As for how they live or whether they are doing well, the capitalists don't care at all.

"So what are you planning to do?" the woman wearing the white mask asked.

"They were planning an accident to kill Thomas Wayne."

The man said calmly.

Seemingly sensing something amiss behind her, the woman looked back with some surprise.

Over there, four or five coffins made of yellow wood were neatly arranged.

The room was dimly lit, with pale moonlight streaming in through the clear glass of the window.

The light illuminated several figures sitting up from the coffins.

These figures were dressed in black and wore owl masks.

The claws, which should have been dormant, had all sat up.

Seeing what was behind her, the woman couldn't help but ask, "How come all these claws have awakened?"

Upon hearing her words, some people even emerged from the coffin.

The tall, sharp claws approached the two and asked in a hoarse voice.

What is the mission this time?

Upon hearing his voice, the man was startled and turned to look at him.

His voice was somewhat surprised when he saw that Claw, dressed in an owl costume, was fully awake.

"We did not wake you."

"What exactly happened?" the woman then asked.

Pale moonlight streamed through the window, casting several beams of light.

It fell to the ground, illuminating a small, white polygon.

In the pale moonlight, the woman's shadow was faintly cast upon the claws behind her.

call...

A gentle breeze rustled against the clear glass window, making a soft sound.

Several claws, already awakened, sat or stood behind the two men.

He remained motionless and didn't utter a single word.

The entire room fell silent instantly.

You could hear a pin drop.

Click...

Golden arcs of electricity slowly appeared in the dark, calm room.

A large, imposing figure slowly appeared behind the woman.

The figure was wearing a black vest, had long hair, and muscles that resembled a giant dragon coiled around its body.

There was no special aura, nor any fierce, beast-like gaze.

The two turned their heads to look behind them, and could only see a dark face.

You can't see anything, you can't perceive anything.

Only a pitch-black face, like a terrifying abyss, stared at them.

Chapter 122 The Dionysian Factor (Please Subscribe)

Even when they stood in front of this man, it was as if they were naked, completely unclothed.

All her secrets were read; everything she had done since childhood was seen through by the man before her.

It was as if he could see the most important and secret Dionysian factor in his heart and the secret of Amber Gold.

This feeling made them both feel uneasy.

But along with the feeling of unease, a sense of doubt inevitably arises.

Who is this person? Why is he in the Court of Owls' secret base?

"This..." It was the man wearing the white mask who reacted first.

He immediately pulled out a small, exquisite, golden pistol from his right pocket.

He is a member of the Elliott family.