I, the younger brother of Superman, got the Thanos template

Chapter 57 What is he afraid of?
【Template merged: 36%】

During this period of time, the progress of David's fusion template has hardly fallen behind.

Bruce Wayne was thinking about things related to him from time to time, and his emotions were mostly doubts, doubts, and worries...

"From morning to night, rarely stopped."

One of Batman's biggest character traits is suspicion. Even his friends, if he thinks there is a threat and the possibility of losing control, he will secretly prepare a set of countermeasures.

But what is commendable about this person is that he does not have double standards, he treats himself as he treats others, and even more ruthlessly.

His plan to prevent himself from losing control turned out to be to have someone dig his parents' grave and attack him when he was angry and lost his mind.

"Let's get Avery done quickly and go back to town."

Compared with Batman, David is more willing to get emotional points from Clark, even if Clark is a little more holy than Batman.

Mary's message was very succinct, with no photos, only handwritten text.

It is not difficult to understand that gang leaders like Falcone and Black Mask are generally not easily photographed, and being able to photograph them indicates that there is an opportunity for shooting.

"Roman Carmine Falcone has suffered a bizarre injury in recent days.

Bandages were wrapped around his hands, and a suit and scarf was rarely worn on his neck, as if to cover up the bruises on his neck. "

Seeing this news, David squinted his eyes.

Don't look at the rest, Avery should have found the Romans.

Bruce Wayne was eating and chatting with others, and others talked about the vigilantes who appeared in Gotham recently, he pointed his head frivolously, and commented disdainfully.

"The guy who disguised himself as a bat may have something wrong with his mind."

"He must not have much to enjoy in his life, otherwise he wouldn't be free to compete with the police for jobs."

The manager of the restaurant came over, with a mustache and a slightly arrogant attitude: "Sir, please look at your female partner, the pool in the restaurant is for decoration, you can't swim in it."

A playboy with nothing but money, apart from being able to drive expensive sports cars and court female models, he doesn't know a little bit of etiquette.

Bruce Wayne looked back, the two models he brought, stripped to their underwear, jumped into the restaurant's decorated pool, playing like two mermaids, splashing water at each other as if no one else was there, this is impolite behavior , has attracted some people's attention.

"I want you to leave."

"I'm sorry, but their personalities are more bold."

Bruce Wayne smiled apologetically, took out the checkbook from his pocket and began to sign.

"Sir, no matter how much you tip me, it's the same."

One zero, two zeros... A string of zeros was randomly drawn like doodles, Bruce Wayne got up, and indifferently stuffed an astronomical check into the manager's chest like a piece of waste paper.

"I'm going to buy this restaurant."

"The new regulations, from now on, the pool can swim."

Regardless of the manager who was stunned in place, and the other people on the table who were stunned, Bruce Wayne winked at them, and jumped into the pool together to play with the two models as if no one was there.

In the pool, Bruce Wayne, who was deliberately freeing himself to create a playboy avatar, suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, and he froze in place.

But the two models didn't froze, and splashed water on his face with a playful smile.

Whoa!
The water drenched one head, and the hair stuck to the face. Batman wiped his face, and the frivolous smile he performed was a little stiff.

Batman's embarrassing situation is not common. David, who was sitting behind the dining table on the shore, looked back with interest, and got up and left with Catwoman after eating.

"Bruce, you look so handsome today.

Let's go buy a few restaurants elsewhere! "

In the pool, the two models were still laughing.

He nodded stiffly in response.

……

"Have you found your purpose?"

Walking out of the restaurant, Selina asked in a black dress.

David nodded.

Sure enough, as soon as Avery came to Gotham, he found Roman Carmine Falcone, one of the biggest gangsters.

"Falcone, nicknamed "The Roman", is known for his ruthless personality. The gang he single-handedly runs is called the Roman Empire. He is almost the biggest gang leader in Gotham today, and has connections with Gotham city councilors and high-level police officers. relation."

People of his status, generally no one would dare to attack him. Once attacked, he must be ready to kill, otherwise he will be brutally retaliated.

But Falcone was injured, even bruised on his neck in shame, but the other party did not kill him, which shows that he was not afraid of his revenge at all.

"So, our deal is done?"

David knew that what she actually wanted to ask was her heart-shaped grass?
"The next time I come to Gotham again, I will bring it to you."

"next time?"

Can't believe what she heard, Catwoman's eyes widened.

"Beautiful lady, don't you know that flowers and plants have their seasons?"

David smiled, and suddenly looked behind Catwoman suspiciously.

"what is that?"

"what?"

Caught off guard, Catwoman turned her head to look suspiciously, and when she turned her head again, there was no one in front of her, and there was no sign of David on the street.

She realized what happened in an instant, and she was actually deceived.

Selina's lungs felt like their lungs were exploding, like a beautiful but angry black cat gritted its teeth.

"Don't let me see you again, you..."

After her anger stagnated, Catwoman suddenly realized that from yesterday to now, she still didn't know the man's name.

Ah, she's a little crazy.

Seeing her in a beautiful dress, her manners are not like that of a high society, and in front of one of the most expensive restaurants in Gotham, a few passers-by shook their heads secretly, another poor girl who was abandoned by the young master.

"Miss?" Someone wanted to strike up a conversation.

"roll!"

……

In the dark night, in an old manor on the outskirts of Gotham, there is a grim-faced gangster killer walking around with a muscular pungent dog on the manor, constantly patrolling.

This is the gang headquarters of Roman, Gotham's largest gang leader.

Tight security and defense, even surpassing prisons.

David appeared outside the manor in a neat suit.

"Sometimes, even though it's a child's trick, someone gets scammed."

As for the heart-shaped grass...

He really doesn't have that in the universe next door.

But Catwoman is not bad, at least she had an expensive meal at the restaurant she always wanted to go to.

……

Inside the manor.

The luxurious master bedroom that originally belonged to the Romans was occupied by a person, and there were some melodramatic sounds coming from it.

Exit the bedroom that originally belonged to him.

Falcone's face was as gloomy as water. This figure who had always played an important role in Gotham's underworld and was like the godfather of the underworld had a simple and sharp short gray hair, and his face was stern and not angry.

Seeing him coming out, someone immediately came up to him excitedly wanting to say something.

He shook his head calmly, stopping the man from opening his mouth.

"too close."

Came to another castle.

"Have you found it?"

"Boss.

His name is Avery Regan, and he is a middle school student in the small metropolitan town of Smallville. "The subordinates reported.

"middle School student?"

Hearing this, Falcone touched his neck with an ugly face.

Some time ago, someone suddenly broke into his manor, ignored all the guns, appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, grabbed his neck with one hand, lifted him up, threatened him to surrender, or wrenched his neck neck.

"A middle school student nearly suffocated me."

Before the threat of death, everyone was equal, so he had to submit in embarrassment to survive.

Even though the time was very short these few days, it brought him deep humiliation. His gangster became a tool for that kid to have fun and enjoyment, and he became a slave of that kid.

"Our people have been placed next to his parents. As long as you give an order, we can arrest them at any time and use them as chips."

"Wait a minute, it's not the time."

Falcone shook his head with fear in his eyes.

That kid's skin can easily withstand submachine gun bullets, and his speed is faster than sound, like a monster, not the ordinary people he has dealt with in the past, I have to admit, this makes him a little scared.

Young boys are often the most difficult people to control in the underworld. They are often bold and reckless, as if they have no fear at all, and they have no scruples in attacking them. They can even do anything when they are excited.

"Using his parents to threaten may not work, it can only be used as a hole card temporarily."

Even though he is in his 50s, he still doesn't want to risk his life.

"But when will it be?"

The confidant of the gang boss couldn't help asking.

"What is he afraid of?"

Inside the house, Falcone frowned and whispered.

"What?" My heart was puzzled.

"That kid has a lot of scruples." Falcone said with certainty.

"I have tried several times in various ways, such as letting him who has that kind of monster ability unify Gotham's underworld, but he seems to be afraid of something, so he has not agreed for a long time, only asking me to raise assets and recruit people to obey his orders .”

"But, what can make him afraid of that ability?" He frowned.

If you can figure this out, things will really be safe.

Just in the house, when the godfather of Gotham gangsters and a few of his men were wondering.

Bang!
The window glass exploded, fragments flew around, and a cold figure flew through the window like a cannonball!

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