Anti-hero of a certain comic

The cold wind carried a slight chill and flowed through the streets and alleys unscrupulously.

James Gordon got out of the taxi, wrapped his brown coat tightly around his body, and hurried toward home.

He missed the warmth of the fireplace, his wife's apple pie, and his daughter Barbara's lovely smiling face.

This is Gordon's biggest motivation to continue to stick to his bottom line in this city.

The detective grew up in the suburbs of Gotham, and his late father was a famous district attorney in the city.

When he grew up, he was admitted to the police academy and worked in the Chicago Police Department for a period of time.

Later, he took the initiative to apply for transfer back to Gotham and became a young detective in the Gotham Police Department.

Gordon had the opportunity to choose a better life, but he did not give up on the city, nor was he completely disappointed with the city.

He wholeheartedly wants justice to return to the hearts of the people, and he wants Gotham to have a better tomorrow.

Gotham is a place that people love to hate.

Her bright and flashy appearance always attracts many people to rush in, hoping to gain wealth, fame and fortune here.

But once you really go deep into it, you can see the true face of this city.

They will be able to discover that under the gorgeous robes, they are actually covered with lice, exuding the rotten smell of filth and sin.

Facing the real Gotham, Gordon actually wavered and hesitated.

In the face of repeated failures and blows, his original dream of "changing the world alone" turned into a persistence of "preventing himself from being changed by the world."

His strong steps stepped into the puddle, causing a small splash of water.

Looking at the warm light of the apartment upstairs, Gordon had a smile on his face.

He once hoped to be the hero of the city, but now he is looking forward to the emergence of a savior.

"Don't turn around and don't call for help."

As Gordon turned into the stairs, a hoarse voice sounded quietly.

A cold and hard object was pressed against the back of his head, probably a weapon such as a pistol.

As a police detective, Gordon's body was stiff, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and only his mind was spinning rapidly.

"Who will it be, Maroni's gang or the black-masked penguin Cobot who occupies Naihe Island?"

For a moment, the names of many people flashed through Gordon's mind, and they were all guys who might come to trouble him.

"Detective Gordon, you are the only good cop left in the Gotham Police Department."

The figure standing behind said hoarsely.

It sounds so familiar. I have heard this sentence for the second time today.

Mr. Detective, who did not dare to look back, cursed secretly in his heart.

"What do you want to do"

Gordon maintained a calm tone on the surface.

"Black Mask's gang transports a batch of drugs into Gotham every week on Naihe Island. Why doesn't anyone stop him?"

The figure hidden in the darkness asked.

"He bribed the police and judges, and his gangs are entrenched on Naihe Island, with many weapons in their hands."

When Gordon heard the other party mention Black Mask, he couldn't help but feel a little thump in his heart.

That is a new underground force that has emerged in recent years after the Maroni family and the Penguin.

The leader is a mysterious man who likes to wear a black skull mask. His methods are cruel and bloody. It is said that he likes to torture his enemies.

The territory he owned was snatched from the Falcone family, which was originally rooted on Naihe Island.

Being able to take away a rich cake from a Roman family shows his great strength and ferocity.

"Then how can I send him to jail?"

"Put pressure on the judge, find a courageous prosecutor, and obtain sufficient and conclusive evidence."

Gordon didn't understand why the other party asked these questions.

Black Mask is a cruel criminal with no humanity. Unlike Falcone, a former Roman, he follows the old rules.

Unlike the penguin Cobot of the Iceberg Restaurant, he is more willing to engage in illegal financial activities and use some tricks and conspiracies to make his opponents surrender.

Black Mask always has only one way to deal with his enemies.

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bsp;That is cruel punishment and long torture

"Who are you"

Hearing no sound behind him, Gordon raised his eyebrows.

Cautiously, he turned around and found no one in the darkness.

Wayne Manor, underground bat cave.

This was once the underground cave where the ancestors of the Wayne family secretly transported black slaves during the Civil War.

The entire huge cellar-like cave is separated by a waterfall from the outside, and has a maze-like tunnel inside. You can directly enter the study on the second floor of the mansion through an elevator.

Bruce, who returned to Gotham, carried out a drastic renovation and renovation of this perfect secret base.

"How was your outing today, Master Wayne?"

Alfred, the old butler, came down the elevator and saw Bruce standing in front of the workbench.

The Kevlar black armor that was taken off was disassembled into parts and placed on the table.

"I need a cloak, the kind that can act as a hang glider, preferably with bulletproof function."

Bruce polished a batarang and said softly.

He was wearing that Kevlar armor today, and in order to avoid the surveillance camera at the street corner, he appeared behind Detective James Gordon without anyone noticing.

The young Batman jumped directly from the roof of the building and fell several floors before falling on the fire escape. It can be said that he suffered a lot.

Bruce Wayne has recently been slowly exploring what it takes to prepare to become a vigilante or a masked hero.

For example, Kevlar armor that can withstand knives, stabs, and small-caliber bullets, a black bat logo, and weapons and equipment such as grapple guns and darts.

Obviously, now there is another option.

A cloak that can act as a parachute or hang glider.

"About this, you should talk to Mr. Fox. He will definitely be able to meet your requirements."

Alfred replied with a smile.

"Besides, a cape has always been a hero's standard outfit, isn't it?"

Bruce pursed his lips, not paying attention to the old butler's teasing.

After the unfortunate death of the former CEO Earl, Bruce, who inherited the company, appointed Lucius Fox, a former board shareholder who was later assigned to the Applied Sciences Department, as the new manager of Wayne Group.

The black scientist with profound knowledge and amazing creative ability should be one of the first people to guess his identity.

For example, this invulnerable and expensive Kevlar armor was provided by the applied science department led by the other party.

"Leo White told me that Gotham will face a huge crisis, and the Shadow Warriors Alliance may make a comeback to complete the unfinished business of the Ninja Master."

Bruce's tone was low, and he held the bat-shaped metal dart.

"I'm going to clean up Gotham's evil before we face the minions of darkness."

The batarang in his hand was suddenly thrown out and nailed deeply into the cracks in the wall.

Alfred looked helpless. In fact, he did not want Master Wayne to become a hero or the incarnation of a great spirit.

That responsibility is so heavy that it will crush you sooner or later.

Bruce Wayne is just a human being, he gets hurt, he gets pain, he gets angry.

But after putting on the mask and cape and becoming the person Gotham wants, he must choose to endure, endure, and restrain.

"I just hope you'll be back in time for dinner, Master Wayne."

The old housekeeper opened his mouth and finally changed his words.

"Yes, after I come back from Naihe Island."

Bruce nodded and replied.

For him, when Batman goes out, the thugs and villains in the dark corners of the night and sinful streets will be afraid, hesitant, and frightened.

that's enough

Since criminals ignore the law, let violence arouse fear in their hearts

Gotham, falling into darkness, needs a light.

Bruce doesn't expect to be able to light up the entire Gotham.

He just wants to let those who live in poverty and are oppressed see that there is still hope in this city.