The media industry in Gotham is largely controlled by this family.

For example, the Gotham Gazette, or the Gotham Evening Post, etc.

The wealth controlled by his family is unimaginable to ordinary people.

The pistol he held in his hand was made of gold.

Some precious metals were also added.

Improve the durability of the handgun.

He put his finger on the trigger and pulled it.

The bullet roared out of the muzzle, carrying enormous kinetic energy, tearing through the airflow and hurtling towards the white waves.

Upon seeing this, the man's face turned fierce, like a vengeful ghost in the night.

"Now that you've discovered us, die!"

The woman next to her reacted quickly, picking up a dagger from the table next to her with her right hand.

The sharp dagger reflected the pale moonlight, gleaming with a cold light.

The dagger tore through the air and stabbed fiercely towards Bai Lang's throat.

Seeing that Bai Lang remained motionless, a cruel smile appeared on her face.

"Whoever you are, daring to trespass on the territory of the Court of Owls, you shall die!"

After saying that, her ferocious smile deepened, and her hands moved even faster.

The man next to him also wore the same smile.

It was as if Bai Lang, the intruder, was about to be killed by them.

However, the smiles on their faces vanished the next second.

The two stared wide-eyed at the scene before them, their faces filled with horror.

Across from them, the smile that had vanished moved to Bai Lang's face.

The corners of his mouth lifted in an extremely slight smile.

As golden arcs of electricity flashed, magnetic field forces rotated.

The high-speed spinning bullet came to a standstill in mid-air, no longer moving.

The dagger that stabbed fiercely had lost its previous sharpness.

The woman's body remained suspended in mid-air, motionless.

Bai Lang was processing the memories of the two people in front of him.

It took him almost half a minute to sort out all the memories of the two people.

"Oh......"

Thinking about the foolish memories he had witnessed, a slight smile appeared on Bai Lang's face.

The power of the rotating magnetic field allows him to read the thoughts and memories of people with lower power than himself.

Often, he only extracts information from these memories that is useful to him.

But sometimes, even some foolish people can make him laugh.

To be precise, he laughed in anger.

These two were just like the parasites he had seen when he established White Dream City.

They plunder resources and exploit the lower classes.

They have access to concentrated resources, yet they despise the poor who provide them with the means to produce.

They suck blood and then stomp on it.

This kind of person, this kind of stupid thing.

In Bai Lang's eyes, he was no longer worthy of being human.

Before him, the man found his body as if bound by some kind of shackles.

They were completely unable to move.

They couldn't even try to escape.

Upon seeing this unusual situation, a look of horror flashed across his face.

But he was, after all, a member of the Court of Owls, so his mental fortitude was certainly not ordinary.

'This powerful individual is exceptionally capable; to survive, we must keep him calm and composed.'

Thinking of this, the man forced himself to remain calm and said:

"Who are you, sir? And what brings you to our Court of Owls' base?"

"We will do our best to help if there is anything we can do to assist you."

Bai Lang turned his head, his clear black and white eyes staring at him.

With his current immense power, he was naturally able to read the other party's thoughts.

Upon hearing the man's words, the woman who had been standing still nearby also spoke up:

What do you want? Money? Status? Or something more?

"We'll give you everything we can, just let us go."

But Bai Lang's level of cultivation has enabled him to read the thoughts and memories of everyone present.

The members of the Owl Court in front of us are also members of Gotham City's elite.

However, it portrays Gotham's underclass and ordinary people as leeches crawling on the city and sucking its blood.

But how could they know that they themselves were the biggest bloodsuckers?

After sensing the memories and inner thoughts of the two people in front of him, Bai Lang snorted coldly.

"Hmph! I told you long ago, Gotham is rotten to the core!"

"It's laughable that Batman Bruce still can't see the crux of the problem."

The two people in front of them were somewhat confused by what Bai Lang was saying.

Who is Batman?

Does such a person exist in Gotham?

They wanted to say something more, but Bai Lang remained unmoved.

The force of the rotating magnetic field instantly severed both of their hands and feet.

As if a dam had burst, blood flowed out from the broken section.

The pungent smell of blood spread through the air and quickly reached the tip of the nose.

The man and woman who were standing in front of Bai Lang have turned into two bodies without hands or feet.

After seeing that his hands and feet had been cut off.

The man and woman's faces first showed astonishment, then pain, and finally anger.

They yelled at Bai Lang, "You can't do this! We are the masters of this city!"

"You son of a bitch! You'll be killed by them, you'll die a horrible death! You'll die a horrible death! Your whole family will be..."

Hearing their angry curses, Bai Lang frowned.

Then, the magnetic field rotated, sealing the mouths of the two people.

No matter how much the two people called out, they couldn't make a sound.

Having learned of the whereabouts of the Dionysus Factor Pool, these two people were no longer of any use to him.

Bai Lang waved his arm, golden arcs of electricity flashed, and magnetic field forces rotated.

The two bodies, without hands or feet, immediately floated up and flew away from Wayne Tower.

After dealing with the two, Bai Lang turned around and looked at the claws standing motionless behind him.

There were four or five of them, but they were all motionless, like puppets on strings.

Only a fleeting look of astonishment in their eyes and curiosity about Bai Lang indicated that they were still alive.

Bai Lang focused his gaze on them, scanning them one by one.

Finally, they landed in the small pool surrounded by their coffins.

Green liquid flowed in the pool.

But in reality, it was liquid metal—the Dionysian factor.

Bai Lang slowly walked over, his gaze fixed on the pool.

The pool isn't big; it can only fully immerse one person's arm at most.

And this is the Dionysian factor of this secret base.

Bai Lang had already learned about more Dionysus Factors and the Dionysus Factor Pool from the memories of the few claws in front of him.

It is located beneath Gotham City Hall, in the very center of a maze at the Court of Owls.

The most solid and core strength of the entire Court of Owls lies there.

But Bai Lang knew far more than that.

From the memories of those two people, he also knew that the Court of Owls was actually a subordinate organization called the Council of Owls.

Besides the Council of Owls, there is another organization called the League of Assassins that controls the Court of Owls in Gotham City.

And through his experiences in Washington and other cities these past few days, Bai Lang has also learned about some of America's secret organizations.

Most of the superpowered individuals he had previously encountered actually came from ARGUS (Superpower Investigation Team).

This organization was secretly established by America to deal with super-powered criminals and super-powered individuals who threaten society.

Even after he had brainwashed senior American officials, he still hadn't discovered this organization.

If Bai Lang hadn't stumbled upon this organization during his battle with the wizard Shazam, he might not even know it existed.

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