Anti-hero of a certain comic

The ninja master wearing a bright red Tibetan robe frowned and stared sharply at Bruce Wayne.

It seemed that because of the other party's rejection, the bald old man was angry, and his majestic face became cold and hard, as if cast from copper and iron.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, exuding invisible pressure.

"He is a criminal, but he should be judged by the law."

Bruce Wayne's eyes were firm, but Ducard next to him was angry.

He no longer even asked the ninja master for instructions, but directly scolded: "Criminals never obey the law. I believe you know this better than most people."

This middle-aged man with a gray beard has a loud voice and an extraordinary bearing, as if he is the leader of this place.

"The law cannot bring justice. You, who were born in Gotham, don't know that these corrupt bureaucrats treat the goddess of justice as a blind person and treat the laws that are supposed to enforce justice as a piece of paper. This is the reason for the existence of the Shadow Warriors Alliance."

Ducard's voice seemed to contain some kind of power that made people believe it involuntarily.

When he spoke, the eyes of those shadow warriors were fanatical, and their eyes seemed to be burning with the fire of some kind of faith.

"If you cannot pass this final test, you are not qualified to lead the Kagemusha and become the successor of the Ninja Master"

Ducard glanced at the old man and said so.

He handed the dagger to Bruce Wayne again, hoping that this outstanding disciple would make the right choice.

"You shoulder an important responsibility, Bruce. The Shadow Warrior army needs a qualified leader."

Ducard, who is the spokesperson of the Ninja Master, said seriously.

"What responsibility"

Bruce Wayne asked rhetorically.

He looked down at the trembling criminal, remembering the gunshots that night, echoing in his ears like a nightmare.

Since that day, I lost my parents and lived in fear and anger.

Bruce Wayne once thought about shooting the criminal with his own hands at the hearing, the bastard who took the lives of his parents.

But someone preceded him to carry out this act. When the criminal fell in a pool of blood, Bruce suddenly realized that there was no joy in revenge.

The angry power and the flame of revenge in his heart suddenly dissipated, and endless emptiness followed.

Is this the meaning of your life?

Bruce Wayne asked himself this question countless times until he saw the fallen Gotham, a city of sin that seemed to be shrouded in darkness all year round.

It was on that day that he left his home and traveled around the world as a wanderer.

The proud man of Gotham lived a miserable life and had the experience of stealing and fighting, all just to experience the fear before committing a crime and the ecstasy after success.

The only thing that kept him from getting lost was his inner instinct to judge right from wrong.

"It's your duty to save Gotham"

Ducard looked directly into the other person's eyes and spoke word by word.

He trained Malcolm Merlyn to destroy Star City, and now he wants to follow suit and train Bruce Wayne into a sharp weapon.

"That city has reached its end. Just like Constantinople or ancient Rome, it needs to be completely purified. This is the task assigned to you by the Shadow Warrior Alliance. We have been pursuing the creed that destruction is rebirth for centuries. "

When Bruce Wayne heard these words, he closed his eyes slightly, then opened them again.

As if he had made a decision, he took a deep breath silently and took the short knife handed by Ducard.

Raise it high, swing it down suddenly

There was no blood splattering as expected, and the red iron in the brazier in front of the ninja master was lifted up and fell onto the gunpowder barrel piled in the corner.

A rebellion begins

Cries of killing, sounds of fighting, clashing of swords, huge explosions

The sound of explosions echoed mixedly in the stilted building.

In the White Manor, Leo and his group were sitting in a black car after a long journey.

They had just walked out of Star City International Airport, with a slightly tired look on their faces.

After all, this time I went on a long trip, experienced ultra-low-altitude skydiving, killed the former world's top killer, and destroyed the Assassin's League's base camp.

It sounds easy to say, but in fact every task is accompanied by risks, and a little carelessness may pay a heavy price.

"Before the Ninja Master comes to trouble me, I'm going to have a celebratory party."

Leo leaned on the back seat and said jokingly.

In fact, he was not as relaxed as he appeared. As an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, the Ninja Master was indeed a formidable and powerful enemy that was not easy to provoke.

But there are always many helpless things in the world. Because of Ms. Siwa or Star City, Leo is naturally on the opposite side of the Assassin's League.

"Since you handed over the Kagemusha and the leader to the Sky Eye Club, why do you still keep the daughter of the ninja master?"

Ms. Siwa tilted her head and asked seemingly casually.

Leo, who was leaning comfortably on his seat, subconsciously tensed up and then relaxed again.

The pair of closed eyes quietly opened a gap, and his tone remained in a lazy state: "The reason why the daughter of the Ninja Master is left in Star City is to prevent the sole leader of the Assassin's Alliance from doing something crazy. "

Although this is not the main reason, it is indeed Leo's true thoughts.

Even though the possibility of the ninja master getting so angry and throwing a dirty bomb at Star City was extremely small, he still needed to be vigilant.

Because normal people can never imagine what crazy behavior a group of lunatics would do.

Ms. Siwa thought for a while and seemed to accept the answer.

The black car drove into White Manor, and Pierpont stood at the door of the mansion to greet him early.

The old housekeeper thoughtfully prepared a sumptuous lunch, waiting for Leo and others to enjoy it after they finished bathing.

"Helena is staying in the manor these days, so she hasn't caused any trouble."

Leo looked at Pierpont. The old butler seemed to have a strange expression on his face and did not answer.

Before heading to Nandarbat, Leo left Nissa, the daughter of the ninja master, in the care of Helena.

Anyway, this huntress from Star City has been doing nothing recently. On the one hand, the mafia she controls has begun to shift its focus towards legal business, and is working hard to clear its name.

On the other hand, after the reconstruction of the Palm Lake ghetto, various gangs were cleared and cracked down, resulting in a significant reduction in the crime rate in the entire city.

For all the above reasons, Huntress, the second vigilante after the vigilante, has nothing to do but fight against some street gangsters and bank robbers.

The title Huntress appears in newspaper headlines much more frequently than the vigilantes of the past.

"Mysterious"

Leo mumbled and walked straight to the side bedroom on the second floor.

Standing at the door, his expression quickly became like Pierpont's, with an inexplicable strangeness.

As the owner of White Manor, no room in this mansion could stop Leo.

He twisted the door handle and pushed open a gap, and the originally charming and long weak moan became clearer.

It starts out intense and high-pitched, turns to rapid breathing and whispering in the middle, and finally goes straight up, with a final note that rises suddenly, and then slowly falls, full of some kind of pleasant aftertaste.

To be honest, just by listening to this touching piece of music, Leo can imagine all kinds of exciting scenes that are not suitable for children.

The door opened gently, and he saw two delicate white bodies stacked on top of each other, and the air was filled with a strong sense of spring.

"Ahem, did I disturb you?"

Leo, who was leaning against the door, asked with a smile on his face.