Hero, you have crossed [Comprehensive Yingmei]

On the morning of the same day, at 10:46.

Alberto Falcone rubbed his fingers in silence.He is a slightly fat middle-aged man with black hair with a slightly higher hairline and a pair of pale black eyes.Alberto's appearance can be said to be a clear 'Falcone', a clear Gotham man.

There was a stack of miscellaneous local newspapers on the mahogany desk of the patriarch, and most of the headlines were occupied by the young man in front of him. Make newspapers easier to sell.And a small part did not keep up with the hot spots... Oh, maybe the editor didn't react, so bite this 'joke'.

——But Alberto didn't think it was a joke.

"...You're dumb, aren't you? Don't you have anything to ask?"

The tone of the former Gotham gang boss was filled with disgust and heartache.The momentum that Alberto created at this time could make him directly participate in "The Godfather"... But unfortunately Lucas didn't respond, he just groaned to show that he was not really deaf.

Alberto felt terribly powerless.Most of the time, he wished that his miraculous younger brother had a little bit of brain power—even if it was only half of his superpower, it would be enough.

After all, Lucas had too many questions to ask.

'Who gave these self-media and roadside tabloids the courage to touch Falcone? ''Didn't you get someone to PR off those trending searches on Facebook? ''Who is the person who recorded the video?Can't he be bribed to delete the photo? '

...Even if Lucas only asked one of them, Alberto could continue this topic happily (?) and tell the answer to his only successor by analogy.

But unfortunately, his salted fish brother is still not interested in these things.Even the purpose of appearing here——

"...Well, since you have nothing to ask, it's my turn to ask you."

Alberto gritted his teeth, trying to suppress his rising voice.He decided to change his strategy, a new strategy that would allow Lucas to remember his lesson.

"Please explain to me the content of this newspaper. Women's trousers? What's the matter with women's trousers? Why do you show off in a pair of women's trousers?"

Lucas, who had been wandering far and wide, finally came back to his senses.He stared at his brother in astonishment, then was startled by Alberto's hungry eyes.He reached out and grabbed the newspaper, and was shocked to find that this newspaper, which focuses on middle-class housewives, published all the details of his outfit.Even the rubber bands that tie the hair were found to be the same style.

Lucas was dumbfounded again.This absurd and inexplicable feeling really made him a little dazed - at first he thought it was a coincidence.After the coincidence, someone might have taken advantage of it to cause some trouble for his family... But looking at it now, it seems that it is more than that.The man behind the scenes really seems to be 'serious'...

FU*K

Lucas swallowed the nonexistent saliva.He really felt a little embarrassed now.Of course he didn't buy the trousers - no wonder they're a little tight - I'm afraid he wore the wrong trousers with his girlfriends when he 'borrowed' at Lucifer's - but that can be told to Alberto ?

Obviously, this doesn't work.

So he shrugged his shoulders evasively, and picked up another newspaper... Then Lucas suddenly changed his expression.

The headline of the second newspaper was very low-key, but the second page published a photo of him holding Vincent at a funeral in the early years.That damned editor vaguely hinted that both he and his nephew had blond hair...while Alberto, Vincent's father, had traditional black hair.

It's 'rare', 'very amazing', 'it's a very interesting coincidence'... These ambiguous words combined into a sharp knife, making Lucas dare not imagine that if Vincent's teacher or classmates read How would you treat your nephew?

Lucas is a person with almost no bottom line. His only bottom line is his friends and family.The young Extraordinary half-closed his eyes, concentrating all the killing intent in them.At this moment, he was no longer the "stupid and cute younger brother" who came to listen to the training, but the massacre that made Alberto terrified.

But fortunately, this time Falcone's Patriarch was well prepared.He just shivered in an extremely concealed way, and then changed the topic, and spoke very gently to comfort:

"Okay, why are you angry? Someone made a fuss about this on the Internet yesterday, and I didn't expect it to be reported, but it doesn't matter, the editor-in-chief should have been called at this point... And Vince has been hearing this shit for years, and he won't take it to heart."

Mild Alberto Bear Falcone continued to hit the net.

"So please, Luke, do yourself a favor and bring your phone with you next time. I can't just call you every time, right?"

"Let's let the past things go, it's not a big deal anyway... But you saw it when you came back, and the door was blocked by those reporters. It's hard to call the police for this matter, right? You know Our family has never had a good relationship with them. They really hate Superman."

Alberto became more and more frank.In the end, almost even he himself believed that this was the 'best choice'.

"So do you think this is good? Remember the charity dinner I mentioned yesterday?"

"The one in Gotham."

"Isn't it just that you can go to participate and avoid the limelight?"

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Bruce felt that he was falling asleep more and more deeply, and had an annoying feeling of wanting to wake up but not being able to wake up.His breathing kept getting lighter and he felt as if he was falling into the water.

A cold feeling enveloped him, and then scenes of very familiar movie clips flashed before Mr. Wayne's eyes... Bruce understood immediately.I had that dream again.

He had never dared to watch Zorro since that day.However, several classic shots of this movie still became the necessary factors for him to dream about that night.

For this reason, Bruce's father also hired several psychiatrists for him... But unfortunately, none of them were able to eradicate Bruce's "psychological shadow".Although he has emphasized many times: he is not very afraid of this dream.But Thomas and Martha still sighed over this.

Fortunately, Bruce has almost never had a rebellious period, otherwise he might run away from home because of this 'excessive' concern.

……

…………

The "Zorro" in the dream seems very wonderful.From the perspective of a bystander, Bruce even saw his young self jumping for joy... This made him a little dazed, and felt a little melancholy inexplicably.

Nothing unexpected happened next.In his dream, Bruce even gave up looking around for the blond boy... After all these years, he never found any clues.

This made him sigh inexplicably.And 'followed' my family out of the cinema in the dream.Bruce looked at the young, ignorant and happy self with a little melancholy... He silently counted down, preparing to see the sharp knife and the muzzle of the gun.

—Of course, he waited for it as a matter of course.

That scruffy, dirty man... until now he can't remember the face of the other man stood in front of their family.The other party's eyes were fierce and numb, like a desperate man who was dying of illness.

【Hand it over! ! 】

Bruce could hear the perpetrator's voice.This ferocious cry has awakened him from his dream countless times, and he stumbled to his parents' bedroom to confirm the safety of the two... This sound is his most fearful, most disgusting, and most engraved nightmare .

But today, Bruce Wayne has been able to face all this calmly.It's not that he's forgiven, let go.It's that he already understands... he is very safe at the moment, and his parents are also safe.And the outlaw in front of him, and even the organization behind the outlaw...

They were all wiped out completely and mercilessly.

……Therefore.His previous hesitation and fear, uneasiness and anger... all turned into some kind of faint sadness.This kind of sad mood is even somewhat superior and compassionate.It's not good, but it's a normal emotion a survivor can have.It was indeed a normal emotion Bruce could have.

[Put your pearl necklace... ah! 】

The expression on Little Mr. Wayne's face changed slightly at this exclamation.The emotion in his blue eyes suddenly fluctuated strongly—Bruce subconsciously took two steps forward in the dream—but unfortunately, he was almost completely blocked by his father at that time, and he couldn't see the boy clearly son's face.

...but it really doesn't make a difference.After all, he recognized each other.

[Aa, you lunatic... do you know who you robbed? 】

【... This is Gotham, this is Gotham!This is the sewer that no one cares about, where the lunatics and clowns gather... Do you really not know, or do you really not care? ...]

【You fucking really want to kill him?Kill him, kill Wayne? 】

Bruce could barely remember the other person's voice.But that glistening blond hair wasn't so easily forgotten.

The blond boy fell from the sky and kicked the gunman to the ground.Several piercing gunshots made the mother scream, but the boy with a slight annoyance in his tone did not respond.He squatted down and strangled the criminal by the neck.For some reason, that man couldn't break free from the confinement of a child, and he went into complete shock in a short while.

Bruce remembers being almost dumbfounded at the time.He was hugged by his mother blankly, while his father stood in front of them.But for some reason...Maybe he recognized that annoying voice, and recognized that beautiful blond hair... The young man forced himself to turn sideways slightly, and saw the expressionless blond boy.

The young Lucas Falcone looked very indifferent. He strangled the gangster's neck, until Thomas Wayne had to stop it:

【...Child, you will kill him. 】

[emmm, isn't this exactly my purpose? 】

【………】

【…You're such a weirdo, Wayne.what are you doingdon't you understandDo you think it was just an accident?Is this guy just trying to get rich?Are you stupid for being a good person? 】

【you-】

[Are you going to ask 'Who are you? '...then you don't have to ask, I'm a meddling bastard.I don't deserve to give you my name. 】

[But I can give you a piece of advice: You won’t be so lucky next time. 】

[………… Also, Mr. Wayne, can you tell me? 】

[In the past, I only thought that you were the embodiment of the so-called 'Gotham Conscience', a kind entrepreneur who could not let go of his original intention... But until I really came to this city and grew up in this city... I felt more and more confused. 】

[This he-mother is a hopeless magic cave, a stinking ditch that rots from the root. 】

【To be a good person in this kind of place, you have a long life, right? 】

【What made you choose to do this?Mr. Wayne? 】

【What makes you believe that there is salvation here? 】

——Bruce, who is already a young man, still can't forget that child... the eyes of that young Falcone.

There was no emotion in those almost colorless eyes, and it was obvious that he did not have even a shred of hope for his hometown, justice or fairness...

And this is the child born of Gotham.

That's 'they'.

………………

Bruce, who was only a young man, finally got rid of the feeling of sinking into the water.He opened his eyes.

The noble son of Gotham and the sole heir of the Wayne Group silently rubbed a few strands of forehead hair stuck to his temples with thin sweat, and he was silent for a long time before touching his phone.

Then he froze in place for the message from Alfred.

【Master Bruce

The Falcone family will definitely send a proxy to the dinner.

The agent is Mr. Lucas Falcone. 】

The author has something to say: Ruthless Lucas:

Hate Gotham, don't want to go back!

Next chapter:

———It smells so good!

The word count of this chapter has exploded, and the next chapter may have to be updated the day after tomorrow, because I have not saved the manuscript.

By the way, do you want to guess Lu Tihat's waistline... (Hey) he can't even wear women's trousers in the largest size w

as well as!The young Lucas was more mournful than he is now. He was a dirty kid from the beginning, poor...