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The second time was with Bruce:

"Let me help you."

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With Tone's voluntary withdrawal, only two leaders of the government forces remained.

Bruce and Damian.

Father and Son.

Damian is the successor raised by the League of Assassins. If he takes control of Gotham, he will be able to make the organization gain a status comparable to that of the Saint Bat... and will also make those who oppose Paul's rule oppose him.

Bruce is the popular choice of the people of Gotham, and the banner of the resistance is "Batman". Many people acquiesce in his leadership... but Bruce will continue to weaken the influence of the League of Assassins on Gotham, which is not what they want.

……

And what is the attitude of the parties involved?

"I will support you, Wayne." Damian looked at him without any emotion. "You are very old. You should retire."

Chapter 131 Murder

The Assassin's League will never produce any good people.

It's good enough that Damian is willing to provide for him even though Bruce hasn't taken care of him for a single day.

"Gotham doesn't need ruling," Bruce said. "I won't rule it."

To Damian, these words were his relinquishment of leadership over the government forces: “You are naive.”

Bruce said nothing.

Damian looked at him, feeling a mixture of emotions he couldn't explain. He wanted to compete with Bruce, but also wanted Bruce to withdraw. Deep down, he longed to be recognized. In the end, Damian just sneered, "I'll prove it."

He turned and left, his black tactical boots landing silently on the metal floor.

Bruce looked at his back with a distant gaze.

……

Did he really disagree with Damian's ideas?

Did he really refuse to rule Gotham?

Bruce simply repeated to Damian what he had said to Paul.

……

Compared to Damian, Lucian has more objective criteria for judgment.

E.g……

"Kill Damian."

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"Seriously? Honey, that's your biological son."

He heard Bruce's voice sinking, "My other children are dead."

Subtext: This one doesn’t matter.

"Any plans?" Lucian asked, "Or how can I help?"

"There is a plan." Bruce said, "You need to help me tell Damian this."

Which sentence?

It took Lucien a moment to realize that he was referring to the words "kill Damian".

"You've given me some anticipation... What happens next? What should I do after I tell Damian this? Lurk? Be a traitor? Or is this just a challenge? What kind of emotion should I express when I say this? Or what attitude should I adopt when facing him?"

Lucian smiled slightly: "Director? Tell me."

Bruce paused for a moment and said, "You have to say this, and keep your attitude. That's it."

Lucien:?

……

"So you mean that Wayne wants to kill me and tell you about it? And ask you to tell me?" Damian asked back, looking at Lucian who was blinking sincerely in front of him.

"I know this is hard to believe, but it's true." Lucian kindly reminded:

"He really wants to kill you, you have to protect yourself."

"...So, let's assume this is true." Damian glanced at him. "I don't think I'll fail. You're worrying too much. You can leave now."

Lucien didn't move his butt and sincerely tried to persuade him: "You haven't experienced that era... There is a saying that goes, 'You can fight Batman, but don't challenge Batman to a fight.' He will be fully prepared and he will come to kill you."

Damian scoffed. "So, have you ever witnessed any era? Or have you ever had a fight with him?"

"..." Lucian recalled the despair he felt when the -32 nuclear bomb exploded without a single explosion, and turned around to see Batman again: "Of course."

"Oh? So... you're going to fight Batman?" Damian estimated his age... Lucian looked only about twenty-five or twenty-six, even younger than Damian, who was now over thirty.

"Am I to assume...your mother slept with Batman while she was sucking your father, Kyo (Ichi) Zi?"

……

Such unreasonable and vulgar words.

Lucien frowned, feeling uncomfortable... Such words were actually said by someone other than the Joker.

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"Well, what's a fight?" Damian said. "Then based on your experience, when will he kill me, or what's his plan?"

He pulled the knife out of his back and placed it on the table: "If you can't convince me, I might kill you for this."

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Damian is not a person who kills indiscriminately. His way of speaking is also relatively obscure metaphors. After establishing a complete outlook on life, he rarely swears and rarely kills people.

But perhaps it was the young man's tone as a person who had experienced it, perhaps it was the anger at his father wanting to kill him, or perhaps it was the annoyance that he thought it was just a joke... In short, the emotions that were piling up in his heart led him to do this.

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Lucian looked at the bright knife and laughed, "Threat? Fine, I'll take it."

He organized his words and said, "After the time is up... I'll first tell you about the plan I've deduced."

Damian leaned back, nonchalantly, his eyes lingering on the blade.

He didn't think it was true, nor did he think Lucian could come up with any new plan. Damian was waiting for him to finish and then cut off the head.

"Let's list the known conditions first: First, Batman has a battle armor, and his combat power is equivalent to his peak strength. However, because it functions as a limb, its weaknesses are also obvious. Therefore, he will avoid a direct confrontation with you."

Lucian leaned back, lowered his head, and counted on his fingers. "Secondly, he's well-versed in psychology and can definitely deduce your personality and habits. He might use this as a starting point, exploiting your arrogance and arrogance to slow you down... And how to slow you down? Of course, I'm here with real intelligence that looks fake."

"Third, personnel. The only ones who can help him are the true rebels... but they are too weak. They won't be a match for you in a head-on fight. Therefore, the assassination attempt on you will begin with an explosion."

"Oh?" Damian raised his eyes. "There's a loophole in what you said."

"what?"

"You're here to hold me back, and the thing that's going to start this is an explosion. Do I assume... you'll also be able to withstand that explosion?"

"Of course." Lucian admitted readily, and even asked, "Why do you think someone who could kill his own son would show mercy to his partner?"

"So, you're here for help?"

Lucian didn't answer the question. Instead, he lowered his head, pushed up his sleeves, and checked his watch. "It seems I don't have time to go through the detailed plan with you... Let's first talk about when the bomb will explode."

"Now?"

"Yes." Lucian smiled. "Three."

"two."

Damian seemed to be standing still, waiting for the countdown to end so he could taunt him fiercely... but a sharp sense of danger emerged in his mind, like the extremely keen perception of an animal.

He smashed the nearby window and flew out.

"one……"

Lucian's analysis was not wrong. A loud explosion mixed with flames and air currents swept across the place.

Damian was hit by the bomb, and the blast knocked him to the ground, followed by tongues of fire.

He was not wearing combat gear, and suffered a mild concussion that left him dizzy and with blurred vision.

"child."

Damian's pupils dilated and focused, finally meeting the muzzle of the gun and the person behind it.

Chapter 132 Failure

It's Bruce.

It's Batman.

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Behind him was the crackling sound of burning flames, furniture collapsing, solid objects melting... a pungent smell and black smoke filled the air.

Damian squinted at him, seeing the light cast a shadow.

"...This is indeed something I didn't expect, Wayne."

The upper half of Bruce's face was covered by a mask, but the lower half was not loose. With his hand controlled by a chip embedded in his brain, his index finger lightly pressed on the target machine.

"I look forward to meeting you," Damian said. "And to seeing you in battle."

He now only had one of his two swords, which he pulled out from his back, then he jumped lightly, turned over and lowered his center of gravity - a starting move inherited from the Assassin's League.

Damian dodged the bullet... For a top assassin like this, especially in close combat, cold weapons are far more useful than hot weapons.

...Coincidentally, he understood the location of Bruce's armor's energy supply system and knew its weaknesses.

Damian approaches him... Bruce's exoskeleton seems sluggish and bulky next to his young and healthy body.

...It's not that it's sluggish or bulky, but as the battle becomes more intense, the communication between the chip and brain waves is disrupted, and energy is also generated at high power, which is meaninglessly consumed.