====================
Salander didn't answer his question right away, but just stared at him for a while.Finally, he shrugged his shoulders and lifted the corner of his clothes up.
Bruce Wayne saw the exposed flesh clearly.It's only a small waist, but the scars on it that are completely different from the milky white skin are extremely glaring.
As a Gotham man, the man has seen countless knife wounds, wooden warehouse wounds, and bullet holes, but almost all the lacerations of beasts appear on the young man.
Some scars almost ran through the opponent's body, in an extremely familiar way of tearing down the middle.
This reminded Bruce Wayne of the antique white porcelain vase that fell off the table when he was young.Afterwards, he found all kinds of skilled craftsmen to repair it, and tried his best to make it as good as it was before.
But no matter how high-tech techniques are used, until now, he can still see faint cracks on the vases.
But Salander didn't shy away from these scars. When showing them, the young man was even a little proud.And this made Bruce Wayne frowned subconsciously.
Salander seemed to see the other party's thoughts, "I was a rookie at the beginning and suffered a lot of injuries, but this also means that I can gain more abilities from it."
"Now that I think about it, if you get injured once, you can gain an ability. The heavier the injury, the stronger the ability you inherit from the monster."
"I had an idea a long time ago, if I push myself to the point of dying every time, will I be able to make the most cost-effective and maximize the use of the abilities of those monsters, and quickly accumulate my own strength? ?”
"So, have you ever done that?"
Seemingly noticing the unattractive expression of the man beside him, Salander raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't understand why the man suddenly reacted so loudly——
"Ask that kind of question, it's not like the Gotham babe that's showing off in the news and telling everyone 'scars are an honor.'"
He seems to have said so.
Bruce Wayne managed to find a few sporadic fragments from his memory—it was just to perfuse the news media, so that those people would not associate his scars with Batman.
"But that doesn't mean someone can be crazy enough to give up their lives in order to gain power quickly!"
Bruce Wayne knows how fast life can pass. He chose to bear the weight of the entire Gotham on his shoulders because he hoped to use his insignificant strength to slow down the pointer of other people's lives. a little.
And the person in front of him said such words, as if he was talking about something insignificant.
"There are so many people in the world who are desperately trying to survive. Every second, there are one or several or even dozens of victims crying in despair!"
Bruce Wayne judged almost harshly, "And you, who have the life they dreamed of—"
The casual expression froze on Salander's face, his pupils constricted suddenly, and his voice was extremely sharp. At this moment, the young man looked like the bat monster that was attacking back then——
"You mean, everything I'm doing right now is wasting my life?!"
The air vibrated violently, making Bruce Wayne's eardrums feel a little uncomfortable.
Salander's mood seems to have become less stable.No, to be precise, ever since he set foot in this place, this young man was not quite right, and he just kept concealing it vaguely.
The man has a lot of experience dealing with emotionally unstable beings, and most of the people he deals with on a daily basis are members of mental institutions.At this time, whether it is injecting anesthetics or using electric shock to the cabin is a good choice.
"I, no..." But at this moment, Bruce Wayne blurted out such a sentence.
What is he trying to say?
--"I did not mean that"?
But Salander didn't notice this, his whole body was stretched like a bow that was about to break.
Bruce Wayne was almost ready to deal with the opponent, the defensive ultrasonic earmuffs were in his pocket, he did not come unprepared.
But the young man didn't make a move. After a moment of stalemate, he turned around and disappeared among the bushes—just as suddenly as when he first appeared.
Perhaps, he should have recognized each other earlier.
------
Seven years ago
"I suggest you don't go any further." A small voice sounded from behind a few homeless men, only a boy in his early ten years with his hands in his pockets, his expression unclear.
He was wearing a neat school uniform, and his brown hair was neatly arranged, without any deterrent effect.
The homeless man in the lead smashed the empty wine bottle casually, and yelled at the boy rudely, "Kids can go to school, don't bother us!"
Bruce Wayne was hiding among the homeless, but he was dressed like a real homeless man, embarrassed and ruined, and there was no special look in his eyes.
If the Gotham judge's verdict on the murderer of his parents made him see clearly the inaction of those superior people, then the murderer's tragic death under another interest dispute on the spot of release made him really see clearly The turbulent undercurrent under Gotham.
He exiles himself, hides among the homeless, trying to find a way to save Gotham, but now, he is lost, not knowing whether he is doing the right thing, whether such an idealistic idea is possible to realize.
The power of a single person is too small, and there are very few channels for justice.
In the process of wandering, Bruce Wayne once wanted to help a person who was beaten.He successfully diverted the target of those people, but the target of beating became himself.
While he was being beaten, everyone who passed by just walked with their heads down, and the person who avoided being beaten because of his actions even turned around and stepped on him a few times.
Bruce Wayne continued to walk along with the homeless men for an unknown amount of time. The leading homeless men suddenly ooze blood from their orifices, and they collapsed. A bat-like monster appeared in front of them.
There were screams one after another, and all the homeless people who could move freely tried their best to run away.Bruce Wayne, on the other hand, resisted the bleeding homeless man closest to him, and moved him to a hiding place little by little.
——No matter what, he still couldn't just watch other people die after all.
No matter how poor he was, Bruce Wayne's physical fitness was still much better than those ordinary homeless men.He carried those who could no longer move, and passed by the homeless people who had fled again and again.
His shoulders were broad enough to seem able to bear all the weight of hope, but he was only a single log after all.
But going on like this is not an option after all, the speed of the bat monster's movement is too fast, if only relying on his own strength...
At this moment, he heard a harsh scraping sound next to him, which seemed to be the sound of human flesh rubbing against the ground.
The boy who didn't know when he left before was dragging the hair of a fainted homeless man. The homeless man was almost twice his height, but the other party's movements were unexpectedly fast, and his movement speed was only behind Bruce Wayne's. Well a little bit.
"Why did you come back?"
"It's just that I don't want to see them die in front of my eyes." The boy's expression was a little unnatural, and he nodded the bum's forehead in his hand——
"For example, him. There is a photo of a family of three in this person's pocket. It should be someone with a family. At least...someone is waiting for him to go back."
Hearing this, Bruce Wayne paused, and after a long time he replied, "Indeed."
Since the crime alley incident when he was eight years old, he has always paid special attention to what happened in the alley, no matter whether a family of three, couples or children walked there.
He doesn't want anyone like himself after this, he hopes every family can be reunited, and he doesn't want others to repeat his mistakes.
——This is the belief that has been supporting him until now, but has faded time and time again because of the cold facts, and almost no one understands.
Shaking his head and sweeping all these thoughts out of his mind, Bruce Wayne asked the most suitable question for the moment, "Do you need me to move it for you?"
The boy made a face at him, "Take care of your own business!"
With the addition of one more person, Bruce Wayne felt that this was much more efficient than any time he had done things before.He told the boy to stay where he was, and turned around to carry the last man.
But by that time the Bat monster had already begun to bite the homeless man's shoulder.
Bruce Wayne took all his strength to snatch that man from the bat monster's mouth, but the hunter obviously wouldn't let go of his prey so easily.
Just when it was about to bite Bruce Wayne's thigh, the Bat Monster's neck was severely strangled by the boy who crawled onto his back at some point.
Even a well-educated Bruce Wayne couldn't help but swear at this moment, "I remember I told you to stay where you are!"
Whether it was voluntary or forced, he was used to fighting alone and not being understood.In Gotham, he was an outlier among all the rich kids, and among the homeless, he was even more weird.
"Who made my temporary partner go away for so long and haven't returned." The young man naturally pushed the question to Bruce Wayne, "I can't leave you alone, can I?"
I don't know if it's because of being strangled, or because the two ants are close at hand, chattering, the bat monster maximizes the sound wave, and the sharp claws keep tearing back.
The boy was almost torn in half by the Bat monster, but he still didn't let go.He was relieved when he saw Bruce Wayne dragging the homeless man a little further away.
The boy wanted to let out a breath, but when he opened his mouth, only blood dripped out.
He fumbled in his pocket with trembling hands, where there was this utility knife that had been smeared with a special material.But before he could really reach that thing, the bat monster under him suddenly shook violently.
——Bruce Wayne grabbed the sharp branch and stabbed the bat monster who was focusing on the boy.
The boy slipped off the Batmonger, and Bruce caught him quickly.
At that time, the boy was already very weak, and even his pupils were dilated little by little.But he stubbornly raised his fist, as if he wanted to bump into Bruce Wayne, "We succeeded."
At that moment, the man was almost speechless.
His lips moved, but he finally showed a forced smile, "Yes, we succeeded."
By the time the boy was taken to a neighboring hospital, he had lost almost two-thirds of his blood.The doctor showed him the boy's waist, which was missing most of his flesh and blood, and told him to be mentally prepared.
Bruce Wayne hardly knew what kind of mood he was in to sign the critical illness notice in order to have the operation as soon as possible and pretend to be the relative of the other party.But fortunately, the operation was very successful.
After the operation, he also visited the other party several times to check the healing of the other party's wound.But because of his frail body, the boy was hardly awake.Sometimes the other party will half-open their eyes, but they still do not regain consciousness.Those two pairs of peacock blue eyes were almost the only bright colors in the entire ward.
A few days later, a person belonging to the Assassin's League approached him and asked him if he wanted to join the other party's organization.
If it was before, Bruce Wayne might have hesitated for a while, but now, the answer is undoubtedly yes.
He once wavered about whether his direction was correct, and also doubted himself because of the cold reception of the world, but the appearance of the boy made him see another possibility.
His goal, dubbed "too idealistic", is not empty talk. Maybe he can really save his Gotham, maybe, he will no longer be alone.
------
现在
A drop of rain suddenly entered between Bruce Wayne's hair, followed by more.In just a few minutes, the torrential rain poured down, drenching him completely.
Thanks to his training in the League of Assassins, Bruce Wayne's ability to survive in the wild has always been excellent. He could tell at a glance that this was a sign of an approaching storm. In the next few hours, the rainstorm would not stop, It will intensify.
He wiped the hair that was completely attached to his forehead because of being soaked, and decided to find someone without the slightest hesitation.
When I found Salander just now, the other party was squatting on the steps of a dilapidated house, his eyes were downcast, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Bruce Wayne didn't know why there was a house in such a remote place, and it was found by the young man by such a coincidence.He took a few steps over there, and at the same time, Salander also looked over.
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The author has something to say:
感谢在2021-10-1520:57:17~2021-10-2017:53:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Anoud8 bottles;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
Salander didn't answer his question right away, but just stared at him for a while.Finally, he shrugged his shoulders and lifted the corner of his clothes up.
Bruce Wayne saw the exposed flesh clearly.It's only a small waist, but the scars on it that are completely different from the milky white skin are extremely glaring.
As a Gotham man, the man has seen countless knife wounds, wooden warehouse wounds, and bullet holes, but almost all the lacerations of beasts appear on the young man.
Some scars almost ran through the opponent's body, in an extremely familiar way of tearing down the middle.
This reminded Bruce Wayne of the antique white porcelain vase that fell off the table when he was young.Afterwards, he found all kinds of skilled craftsmen to repair it, and tried his best to make it as good as it was before.
But no matter how high-tech techniques are used, until now, he can still see faint cracks on the vases.
But Salander didn't shy away from these scars. When showing them, the young man was even a little proud.And this made Bruce Wayne frowned subconsciously.
Salander seemed to see the other party's thoughts, "I was a rookie at the beginning and suffered a lot of injuries, but this also means that I can gain more abilities from it."
"Now that I think about it, if you get injured once, you can gain an ability. The heavier the injury, the stronger the ability you inherit from the monster."
"I had an idea a long time ago, if I push myself to the point of dying every time, will I be able to make the most cost-effective and maximize the use of the abilities of those monsters, and quickly accumulate my own strength? ?”
"So, have you ever done that?"
Seemingly noticing the unattractive expression of the man beside him, Salander raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't understand why the man suddenly reacted so loudly——
"Ask that kind of question, it's not like the Gotham babe that's showing off in the news and telling everyone 'scars are an honor.'"
He seems to have said so.
Bruce Wayne managed to find a few sporadic fragments from his memory—it was just to perfuse the news media, so that those people would not associate his scars with Batman.
"But that doesn't mean someone can be crazy enough to give up their lives in order to gain power quickly!"
Bruce Wayne knows how fast life can pass. He chose to bear the weight of the entire Gotham on his shoulders because he hoped to use his insignificant strength to slow down the pointer of other people's lives. a little.
And the person in front of him said such words, as if he was talking about something insignificant.
"There are so many people in the world who are desperately trying to survive. Every second, there are one or several or even dozens of victims crying in despair!"
Bruce Wayne judged almost harshly, "And you, who have the life they dreamed of—"
The casual expression froze on Salander's face, his pupils constricted suddenly, and his voice was extremely sharp. At this moment, the young man looked like the bat monster that was attacking back then——
"You mean, everything I'm doing right now is wasting my life?!"
The air vibrated violently, making Bruce Wayne's eardrums feel a little uncomfortable.
Salander's mood seems to have become less stable.No, to be precise, ever since he set foot in this place, this young man was not quite right, and he just kept concealing it vaguely.
The man has a lot of experience dealing with emotionally unstable beings, and most of the people he deals with on a daily basis are members of mental institutions.At this time, whether it is injecting anesthetics or using electric shock to the cabin is a good choice.
"I, no..." But at this moment, Bruce Wayne blurted out such a sentence.
What is he trying to say?
--"I did not mean that"?
But Salander didn't notice this, his whole body was stretched like a bow that was about to break.
Bruce Wayne was almost ready to deal with the opponent, the defensive ultrasonic earmuffs were in his pocket, he did not come unprepared.
But the young man didn't make a move. After a moment of stalemate, he turned around and disappeared among the bushes—just as suddenly as when he first appeared.
Perhaps, he should have recognized each other earlier.
------
Seven years ago
"I suggest you don't go any further." A small voice sounded from behind a few homeless men, only a boy in his early ten years with his hands in his pockets, his expression unclear.
He was wearing a neat school uniform, and his brown hair was neatly arranged, without any deterrent effect.
The homeless man in the lead smashed the empty wine bottle casually, and yelled at the boy rudely, "Kids can go to school, don't bother us!"
Bruce Wayne was hiding among the homeless, but he was dressed like a real homeless man, embarrassed and ruined, and there was no special look in his eyes.
If the Gotham judge's verdict on the murderer of his parents made him see clearly the inaction of those superior people, then the murderer's tragic death under another interest dispute on the spot of release made him really see clearly The turbulent undercurrent under Gotham.
He exiles himself, hides among the homeless, trying to find a way to save Gotham, but now, he is lost, not knowing whether he is doing the right thing, whether such an idealistic idea is possible to realize.
The power of a single person is too small, and there are very few channels for justice.
In the process of wandering, Bruce Wayne once wanted to help a person who was beaten.He successfully diverted the target of those people, but the target of beating became himself.
While he was being beaten, everyone who passed by just walked with their heads down, and the person who avoided being beaten because of his actions even turned around and stepped on him a few times.
Bruce Wayne continued to walk along with the homeless men for an unknown amount of time. The leading homeless men suddenly ooze blood from their orifices, and they collapsed. A bat-like monster appeared in front of them.
There were screams one after another, and all the homeless people who could move freely tried their best to run away.Bruce Wayne, on the other hand, resisted the bleeding homeless man closest to him, and moved him to a hiding place little by little.
——No matter what, he still couldn't just watch other people die after all.
No matter how poor he was, Bruce Wayne's physical fitness was still much better than those ordinary homeless men.He carried those who could no longer move, and passed by the homeless people who had fled again and again.
His shoulders were broad enough to seem able to bear all the weight of hope, but he was only a single log after all.
But going on like this is not an option after all, the speed of the bat monster's movement is too fast, if only relying on his own strength...
At this moment, he heard a harsh scraping sound next to him, which seemed to be the sound of human flesh rubbing against the ground.
The boy who didn't know when he left before was dragging the hair of a fainted homeless man. The homeless man was almost twice his height, but the other party's movements were unexpectedly fast, and his movement speed was only behind Bruce Wayne's. Well a little bit.
"Why did you come back?"
"It's just that I don't want to see them die in front of my eyes." The boy's expression was a little unnatural, and he nodded the bum's forehead in his hand——
"For example, him. There is a photo of a family of three in this person's pocket. It should be someone with a family. At least...someone is waiting for him to go back."
Hearing this, Bruce Wayne paused, and after a long time he replied, "Indeed."
Since the crime alley incident when he was eight years old, he has always paid special attention to what happened in the alley, no matter whether a family of three, couples or children walked there.
He doesn't want anyone like himself after this, he hopes every family can be reunited, and he doesn't want others to repeat his mistakes.
——This is the belief that has been supporting him until now, but has faded time and time again because of the cold facts, and almost no one understands.
Shaking his head and sweeping all these thoughts out of his mind, Bruce Wayne asked the most suitable question for the moment, "Do you need me to move it for you?"
The boy made a face at him, "Take care of your own business!"
With the addition of one more person, Bruce Wayne felt that this was much more efficient than any time he had done things before.He told the boy to stay where he was, and turned around to carry the last man.
But by that time the Bat monster had already begun to bite the homeless man's shoulder.
Bruce Wayne took all his strength to snatch that man from the bat monster's mouth, but the hunter obviously wouldn't let go of his prey so easily.
Just when it was about to bite Bruce Wayne's thigh, the Bat Monster's neck was severely strangled by the boy who crawled onto his back at some point.
Even a well-educated Bruce Wayne couldn't help but swear at this moment, "I remember I told you to stay where you are!"
Whether it was voluntary or forced, he was used to fighting alone and not being understood.In Gotham, he was an outlier among all the rich kids, and among the homeless, he was even more weird.
"Who made my temporary partner go away for so long and haven't returned." The young man naturally pushed the question to Bruce Wayne, "I can't leave you alone, can I?"
I don't know if it's because of being strangled, or because the two ants are close at hand, chattering, the bat monster maximizes the sound wave, and the sharp claws keep tearing back.
The boy was almost torn in half by the Bat monster, but he still didn't let go.He was relieved when he saw Bruce Wayne dragging the homeless man a little further away.
The boy wanted to let out a breath, but when he opened his mouth, only blood dripped out.
He fumbled in his pocket with trembling hands, where there was this utility knife that had been smeared with a special material.But before he could really reach that thing, the bat monster under him suddenly shook violently.
——Bruce Wayne grabbed the sharp branch and stabbed the bat monster who was focusing on the boy.
The boy slipped off the Batmonger, and Bruce caught him quickly.
At that time, the boy was already very weak, and even his pupils were dilated little by little.But he stubbornly raised his fist, as if he wanted to bump into Bruce Wayne, "We succeeded."
At that moment, the man was almost speechless.
His lips moved, but he finally showed a forced smile, "Yes, we succeeded."
By the time the boy was taken to a neighboring hospital, he had lost almost two-thirds of his blood.The doctor showed him the boy's waist, which was missing most of his flesh and blood, and told him to be mentally prepared.
Bruce Wayne hardly knew what kind of mood he was in to sign the critical illness notice in order to have the operation as soon as possible and pretend to be the relative of the other party.But fortunately, the operation was very successful.
After the operation, he also visited the other party several times to check the healing of the other party's wound.But because of his frail body, the boy was hardly awake.Sometimes the other party will half-open their eyes, but they still do not regain consciousness.Those two pairs of peacock blue eyes were almost the only bright colors in the entire ward.
A few days later, a person belonging to the Assassin's League approached him and asked him if he wanted to join the other party's organization.
If it was before, Bruce Wayne might have hesitated for a while, but now, the answer is undoubtedly yes.
He once wavered about whether his direction was correct, and also doubted himself because of the cold reception of the world, but the appearance of the boy made him see another possibility.
His goal, dubbed "too idealistic", is not empty talk. Maybe he can really save his Gotham, maybe, he will no longer be alone.
------
现在
A drop of rain suddenly entered between Bruce Wayne's hair, followed by more.In just a few minutes, the torrential rain poured down, drenching him completely.
Thanks to his training in the League of Assassins, Bruce Wayne's ability to survive in the wild has always been excellent. He could tell at a glance that this was a sign of an approaching storm. In the next few hours, the rainstorm would not stop, It will intensify.
He wiped the hair that was completely attached to his forehead because of being soaked, and decided to find someone without the slightest hesitation.
When I found Salander just now, the other party was squatting on the steps of a dilapidated house, his eyes were downcast, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Bruce Wayne didn't know why there was a house in such a remote place, and it was found by the young man by such a coincidence.He took a few steps over there, and at the same time, Salander also looked over.
--------------------
The author has something to say:
感谢在2021-10-1520:57:17~2021-10-2017:53:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Anoud8 bottles;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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