I'm the villain in Gotham

After eating, Bruce wrote the homework assigned by Thomas for a while, and knocked on the door of Lotkea's room at nearly nine o'clock.

"Good morning, Bruce." Lotkea sat on the bed, closed a hardcover book with his fingers, and looked at him with a smile: "Did you sleep well last night?"

As soon as he mentioned this, Bruce thought of the fact that he fell asleep in his bed last night, and his face suddenly became uncomfortable: "...well, it's okay."

Lotkea took pride in not exposing his shyness, and asked, "What do you want to hear today?"

Bruce shook his head.

"Haven't figured it out yet? Then let's have a chat." Lotkea patted the bed next to him, motioning for Bruce to sit on it.He half embraced Bruce, found a comfortable position for the two of them, and asked, "You seem to have something to ask me?"

Bruce lay on his side in his armpit, looking up at him: "Have you read today's newspaper?"

Lotkea said: "Ah Fu gave me the newspaper and breakfast in the morning."

"Then you also saw today's headlines?"

"I see." Lotkea smiled, and said indifferently, "I just think that what the newspaper wrote is a bit exaggerated."

"You don't agree with what's written in the paper? Don't you think 'You-Know-Who' is Gotham City's hope?"

"I don't think so, Bruce." Lotkea said slowly: "He may be Gotham's first gun to break through the darkness, but he will not be Gotham's 'hope', he will never be."

"So who do you think Hope is?" Bruce asked.

"I don't know." Lotkea looked at Bruce and smiled: "Maybe he will show up, maybe he won't."

"Okay." Bruce knew that there must be some deep meaning in Lotkea's words, but he still couldn't understand: "Actually, I don't quite agree with what the newspaper said."

"Oh." Lotkea raised an eyebrow.

"Don't look at me like that, Lotkea, I have my own thinking." Bruce glared at him, then lowered his head, and tried to use words he could grasp and understand: "I think, although he is not from Gotham 'Hopefully,' but he must be a Gotham hero. He challenged some people—I can't tell, anyway, he challenged authority that no one dared to challenge, so he is a Gotham hero."

"..."

"Why don't you talk?" Bruce looked up, surprised to see a mixture of disbelief and flattery on Lotkea's face: "What's wrong with you?"

"Uh...cough, it's nothing, I mean, I didn't expect you to understand it quite deeply." Lotkea returned to her normal expression.

"You're lying to me." Bruce didn't believe him, and pointed out sharply: "You must be thinking of something else."

"Oh, please, Bruce." Lotkea couldn't help but hold his forehead: "You are only seven years old now, how can you—how are you so sharp now?"

"You're pretty obvious." Bruce knew it was a compliment, and his expression was a little smug: "So what are you thinking?"

"Leave me alone." Lotkea raised a hand in surrender: "I don't want to talk about this now."

"Okay." Bruce let him go for the sake of his real headache: "Actually, I have something else to talk about today. My, uh, my friend is coming with his father in a few days Visit our house, her name is Zatanna, you may not have heard her name."

Lotkea's face was a little stiff.

Yes, Lotkea really shouldn't have heard of this name, but as Erberist, oh my god, he is very familiar with this future Zhenglian magician.

Bruce didn't notice his strangeness, and continued: "—but you must have heard of her father, Gwani John Zaatara."

"He's a very famous magician," and a very powerful one, even wearing the helmet of Fate at the end, Lotkea thought, "I didn't expect you to know him."

"Mainly because my dad knew him," Bruce said. "He didn't tell me how they met, but I thought it must be very interesting."

"I think so too." Lotkeia said softly, "So, you can't come here just to tell me the news, can you?"

"Why not?" Bruce asked back. "I want to introduce my friend to another friend. Is there any reason for that?"

...oh, the straight ball.

Lotkea thought a little uncomfortably, the tips of his ears were a little red, he didn't expect Bruce to hit a straight ball now.

These words are really... Uh huh, quite touching, especially for him.

"Oh, well, Bruce." Lotkea smiled lowly, reached out and hugged him into his arms, resting his chin on the top of his head: "You are really a little angel now."

"Hey!" Bruce was suddenly embraced by someone other than his parents and Alfred, his tender, creamy cheeks turned red, he pushed him a little uncomfortably, and then stopped moving.

Bruce couldn't see Lotkea's expression, but he was keenly aware that Lotkea's current mood was different from what he showed.He didn't mean that he was unhappy, but that this happiness seemed to be mixed with something else, something he couldn't explain clearly.

Bruce thought for a while, hugged Lotkea tightly, and reached out to pat him on the back.

……

After Bruce left, Lotkea lay on the bed, feeling overwhelmed for a long time before thinking about serious things.

If Bruce hadn't said that, Lotkea would have been looking for a reason to avoid this meeting.Even if Zatana is just a little girl about the same age as Bruce, I am afraid that she has just started learning magic skills, but her father Zatara is already a leading magician.Lotkea is not afraid of him, but if he discovers the magical aura on his body, it will be very troublesome no matter what he thinks.

But... Bruce said that, how could Lotkea have the heart to make him sad?

well.Lotkea sighed in his heart. Fortunately, the Zatara father and daughter will not come over for a while, and this time is enough for him to deal with the current problem.

Thinking this way, he focused his energy on controlling the Gotham gang/gang.

The Falcone and Maroni families have teamed up to deal with Sabatino. It is not uncommon to see the strong prey on the weak in Gotham, but the timing of their choice is not as appropriate as they imagined. ——Uberis Tet just came to Gotham at this time, he will change Sabatino's predicament, and support his family to become the biggest gangster in Gotham.The Falcone and Maroni families will have to continue their tenuous friendship as a counterbalance to Sabatino's domination of Gotham, barely forming a three-legged rivalry, while the rest of the small gang forces and gangsters will have to... Choosing to stand in line, Gotham has since been divided into two factions.

One faction is commanded by Sabatino on the surface and actually obeys his orders, while the other faction is jointly led by Falcone and Maroni.However, there are also internal disagreements between the two families. Even if an alliance is formed due to external pressure for a short period of time, serious differences will arise due to the uneven distribution of benefits for a long time.

In this way, the two sides compete with each other, and with his secret constraints, the dark forces in Gotham may not shrink, but the crime rate will definitely be greatly reduced.In the long run, good people get better, and those who are stubborn and still won't let go... Maybe a mental hospital is a good place to retire, right?

As long as there are no new forces that can pose a sufficient threat to join in, the peaceful situation in Gotham will always be maintained.Even if such a force really appeared in the future, oh, Lotkeia thought coldly, he would not let this happen.

The first rule Batman set for him back then was not to kill people, it didn't matter, he would never disobey his master's orders.

He has so many ways to make those people disappear without a trace.As for how to do it...

Bruce wouldn't know anyway.

Erberist was born to walk in the dark.In fact, he is better at making Gotham completely chaotic, absorbing dark nutrients from it, and breeding more evil forces.He could have turned Gotham into his food source in this world, a breeding ground for him - but obviously, he couldn't.

So Erberist had to spend more effort and spend dozens of times the time to completely bring Gotham under his control, and he had to be careful not to drive their spirits crazy with too much force.The force used on Sabatino yesterday was a bit too much, but fortunately he finally controlled it and didn't really break him.

The human spirit is really fragile.he thinks.

Oh, to correct, at least one human is not.Erberist propped his face and smiled slowly.His smile looked a little sweet under the dim light.

His knight, his master.

His... Batman.

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Lotkea: You call me a hero now, let's see how you treat me in the future, hum!

The setting of this article is that Zatana’s father, Zatara, was originally a very powerful magician. Later, in order to save his daughter and Zhenglian, he put on the helmet of destiny and became the new Doctor of Fate (yes, it is the setting of Shaozheng)

But I probably won’t write about him. I’m not familiar with Dr. Fate’s settings. One kiwi fruit is enough for the Supreme Mage!

Anyway, the setting of this article is to dig a little here and fill in a little there, and put it together like this

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In view of the fact that some people may ask, since Erberist can make the external forces disappear, why doesn't he just let the gangsters and gangsters in Gotham disappear, and save time and effort, here is an explanation.I mentioned earlier that Gotham is deeply in the dark quagmire, and even half of the police are doing gangster business at night. You can imagine how chaotic Gotham is... If Erberist really does this, then Gotham There is no one! ,,