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Chapter 58 I don't understand the happiness of rich people!

"Stop booing!"

With a wave of his hand, Ian threw a harmless wheal on Barry's head, making the guy shut his mouth.

"Don't be afraid, I will be with you!"

Ian's soft-spoken words made Rachel relax, and at the same time he stuffed the sword of the brave into her hand.

The girl's emotions suddenly went out of control because Sangong's gaze triggered a surge of magic power in her blood.

Ian originally thought that there was no need for Xue Feifei to perform the ceremony, because Rachel can also master her own abilities, and she only needs to learn magic.

But Sangong just glanced at it, and Rachel's magic power has changed so much, which shows that the blood connection is not so easy to cut off.

"Take a deep breath!"

Ian hugged Rachel and comforted the girl who was like a bird leaving the nest: "Hold the sword of the brave, the light on it will calm your magic power."

"Ian, let's talk somewhere else!" Barry didn't want to interrupt Ian and Rachel, but the police wanted to force their way into the train station.

Gordon and his subordinates were in a coma, and a deputy chief took his place, mobilizing special police to surround the train station.

Ian let go of Rachel, and the weak girl sat on the ground holding the Sword of the Brave, her face was pale, and her purple hair was dyed with divine light.

"What are these guys trying to do? Think of us as criminals?"

Ian could see and hear the approaching police outside the door.

But these special police officers are not comparable to the army of Paradise Island and Atlantis in terms of quantity and quality, and they are not worth fearing.

"The new mayor has campaigned against the vigilante and has been hunting down Batman and me."

Only then did Ian notice the Robin in front of him.

According to the news, Nightwing has already appeared, and the second-generation Robin was once kidnapped by the clown and ate the crowbar meal.

The current new Robin should be Tim Drake, the only member of the Batman family who is not bitter and vengeful, and his parents are all alive, and the family is happy.

Tim broke through Batman's network by relying on his superb computer technology, found Batman himself, and became Robin.

"I don't want to be a tool for the deputy director to improve his performance."

Ian ignored everything that happened outside the window, and raised Bain who was still in a coma with one hand: "Barry, you go to pick up Dr. Snow and Dr. Raymond. Big Big Wolf, you drive the Thunder, and bring Xiaomi and this big man."

He habitually directed everyone's actions, and then looked at Tim who was peeking at him: "This Robin, you don't need to keep staring at me. I will introduce myself to you after I arrive at Wayne Manor. At that time, if you have any questions, I can answer you."

"Now, tell me, what is your vehicle?"

Tim was disturbed by Ian's proactive attitude. After all, the other party is a friend who came with The Flash, and it is impossible to justify spying in private.

"I'm riding a motorcycle." He coughed twice to hide his embarrassment: "Do you need me to take you for a ride?"

"No, see you at Wayne Manor."

Ian made a salute to a stunned Tim, then put on his lightning running shoes, blue lightning flashed, and he disappeared in place.

'How did he know the secret of our identities? '

Tim was horrified, and was stunned by Ian's words.

"Hurry up!"

"The mayor's order, this time, these masked psychos must be caught."

The sound of the SWAT intruding woke up the surprised Tim. He took out the claw gun and shot it out, flew to the top of the building, opened his cloak and slid to the side of his motorcycle, twisted the handle, the engine roared, and walked along the road. gallop.

in the bat cave.

Ian and Big Big Wolf walked side by side, shuttling through Batman's collection, admiring the results of the dark knight's years of fighting super villains from all walks of life.

Joker's Card, Riddler's Scepter, Harley Quinn's Baseball Bat, Scarecrow's Mask, Two-Faced Man's Coin
Although these things can't speak, Ian can still feel from them the struggle, pain and confusion of a man who has been wrestling with the darkness for more than ten years.

"Master Ian, here is your lollipop."

"Mr. Big Wolf, this is your milk."

"Miss Rachel"

The old butler Alfred met everyone's needs in an orderly manner, and relaxed everyone who was nervous with his refreshing attitude.

Although Ian and the others were strangers who came to Gotham for the first time, with Thomas' last words, Alfred did not embarrass them. Instead, he warmly invited them into the manor and entertained them warmly.

"Mr. Ian, what do you think of Master Bruce?"

Alfred clamped the plate between his left arm and chest, held his head high, his head was already bald, and his brows and eyes were wrinkled, but his figure was still tall and straight, maintaining the demeanor of an English gentleman.

Ian put the lollipop in his mouth, narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, and said in a vague voice: "Batman is just doing what he thinks he should do!"

"But what 'should' be doing is slowly ruining him, or has ruined him!"

"The days and nights I spent praying to God that he would destroy this damn Gotham and bring my little Bruce back.

But night after night, my prayers went unanswered, and things got worse in Gotham.Every time Bruce climbed out of the Batmobile, the injury was worse than the last time.Finally this time, he went to the end of self-destruction. "

Alfred was emotional, and he roared in a low voice, like a raging lion.

He never wants to tell anyone about his distress, and silently supports Batman's cause, only at certain times, he can find an opportunity to persuade a word or two.

After a long time, even he himself got used to this kind of life, and no longer expects Batman to return to normal life.

Until today, Thomas's letter appeared in front of him, and the past years came back to him again.

After Alfred read the letter, years of depression broke out, making him choose to confide his thoughts to this stranger, with tears in his eyes.

"Help him, Master Ian!"

"Thomas wrote, I can trust you. I ask you to help Bruce!"

Ian thought for a moment and said, "I believe Batman is not dead yet!"

The people from the Owl Council were still waiting for Batman to be a sacrifice, how could they let him die like this.As for the sacrifice of Batman now, those people don't have such skills.

"I'll do my best to get Batman back. I have a big problem of my own that needs his help!"

Alfred sighed inwardly, and Ian actually skipped the most important issue—Bruce's future.

"If you need anything, just say it directly. I can mobilize the resources of the Wayne Group to support you."

Ian was taken aback, stuffed the lollipop into his mouth, and shook his head, expressing that he really didn't understand the happiness of rich people.

Then he took out a list and asked Alfred to collect the above materials as soon as possible.

"It's not expensive. I'll deliver it tomorrow."

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