Mermaid's Knight Dominator

Three hours later, Qinglin walked happily down the street with a bunch of banknotes in his hand. Although the money was not much, only ten thousand US dollars, it was enough for him to use for a while. When he ran out, he would go to find Bruce.

There was a crazy face staring at him in the darkness of the city, "So you also know that Batman is Bruce Wayne. That would make it much simpler."

Qinglin thought about it on the way and decided to go back to Brian Douglas's house. It was not easy to find a place to live without an ID card.

"Hey kid, bring me the money."

Just as he stuffed all the money into his pocket, he looked up and saw a few gangsters blocking his way, looking at him greedily.

No matter how hard Batman works to fight gangs, there are still many of these gangsters, and Batman alone cannot completely eradicate the darkness in the city.

Most people don't dare to show their money on the street. Qinglin relied on his ability and didn't think much about it.

"It's impossible to want my money"

"It's okay, we'll get it ourselves."

Five gangsters surrounded him, all holding daggers in their hands. The few people who passed by occasionally left in a hurry without saying a word.

Qinglin ran away, into a deserted alley, and started the drive.

With a few hard blows to the flesh, those gangsters were knocked to the ground before they could even see who they were.

"Who the hell is he"

The claws of the Court of Owls appeared next to the clown. They didn't know much about Qinglin's information. It was like a guy who appeared out of nowhere. The belt seemed to have special abilities. After using it, the abilities gained were very special. powerful.

"You don't know his information"

Just a few hours ago, the Joker met with the leader of the Court of Owls. She was an old lady, elegant but vicious. The other party revealed many secrets to him, especially the mysterious metal called Dionysian factor. He was fascinated, he needed this magical metal.

"That's an artifact, clown, we need you to help us snatch it."

Night Owl has taken a fancy to the Magician Driver, thinking that it will enhance their strength after getting it, and then they will be able to defeat Wayne Industries more easily.

"No problem, we don't even need to do it. You just have to watch. And you and I are in a cooperative relationship. Don't use such a commanding tone, otherwise you won't want to know the consequences. After this is done, give me I have a pure Dionysian factor.”

"Open the door, Brian"

Qinglin knocked hard on the door outside, and a fat man who was asleep walked out. It was already three o'clock in the morning and almost everyone had fallen asleep. It was normal for him to look like this.

"What are you doing, disturbing people's sleep in the middle of the night?"

Seeing that it was Qinglin who appeared, Brian put down the baseball bat in his hand.

"Let me in first."

After walking into the house, Qinglin took out a few banknotes from his pocket, "You can use these to buy some ingredients during the day. I'll show you my skills and let you taste authentic Chinese food."

"Where did you get your money? It wasn't stolen, right? It's not good to be targeted by Batman."

"Of course not, you don't have to worry so much."

Two days later, Qinglin was cooking Chinese dishes in the kitchen, while Brian was watching TV in the living room. Originally, the fat man wanted to help, but after knocking over a few bowls and washing a few vegetables, Qinglin drove him away. go out.

No wonder the kitchen was so clean, it was obvious that this guy had never used the kitchen at all.

In his previous life, he loved cooking. Whenever he made a dish and was recognized, he was happiest.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, Coke chicken wings, make another one

Before the last dish was finished, I heard Brian yelling in the living room.

"Bruce Wayne is actually Batman, this is impossible"

Qinglin's face was filled with questions. How did Fatty know? Didn't Harvey Dent publicly admit his identity as Batman yesterday due to the threat of the Joker?

Hearing this, he ran out quickly without caring about the dishes he was cooking.

At this time, there was a news broadcast on the TV, which showed video footage of Batman's secret base. The Batman armor was placed in a glass cabinet. Bruce and his butler seemed to be talking about something, and then Put on the Bat Armor and rush out in the Bat Chariot.

How is this possible? How could someone sneak into Bruce Wayne's base and put up a monitor?

The exposure of Batman's identity caused a big shock in Gotham City. Then Wayne Industries' stock price fluctuated violently like a roller coaster. In the end, indirect losses reached tens of billions of dollars, although this did not hurt Wayne Industries.

No matter how the company's external department explains that their president is Batman, Bruce is now hiding in another secret base and continuing to train physically with an expressionless face.

"Master, why don't you go out and respond? The people on the board of directors are already very dissatisfied."

Although Wayne Industries also has a board of directors, only Bruce can decide everything about the company. He is not worried about someone taking away the company.

"Those old guys, ignore them. Now I just want to know who leaked his identity."

He felt in danger that his secret base could be sneaked into quietly.

The video that was released is obviously more convincing that Harvey Dent is not Batman at all.

"Master, your phone number."

The phone displayed an unfamiliar call, and after the call was answered, a familiar voice was heard.

"Bruce Wayne, or I should call you Batman, although I promised that I would stop killing people as long as you surrender, but you lied to me, so as punishment I will kidnap a few people, by the way, how on earth are you going to play with me? I haven’t thought about it yet, we’ll contact you later.”

The clown hung up the phone, and Bruce was very angry.

The computer used data simulation calculations to calculate the hidden location of the monitor, and sure enough, a monitor capable of emitting weak signals was found underneath.

What Bruce is most suspicious of now is the magician who suddenly appeared two days ago. Apart from the old housekeeper, he is the only one who has entered his laboratory. At least this is what he sees on the monitor he placed. Only those who know his identity in advance There will be monitors here, and it's obviously not possible for the Joker to do this.

"Master, I don't think the matter is that simple. We still need to investigate."

Alfred, the butler, saw Bruce enter his Batmobile and quickly disappeared in front of him.

Alfred was hesitant. He knew more about the Wayne family and the enemies in the dark. He even suspected that those people had spies in Wayne Industries, but he had been investigating for so many years and could not find out. There were no clues, but he knew that the organization had considerable abilities.

"Master, don't conflict with that magician. This may be the enemy's conspiracy."

Before he could finish speaking, the communication was cut off.

"Damn"

The old butler was anxious. He had served the Wayne family all his life, and naturally he did not want Bruce, like his own child, to have an accident due to the conspiracy.

The current Batman has obviously not grown up enough to be on his own and needs the help of the old butler.