The God Killer in the American Comics World

At this moment, Lucius's secretary suddenly called.

Lucius listened for a moment and then raised his head to face Bruce: "Ange wants to see you now."

The corners of Bruce's eyes kept twitching.

Ten minutes later, in the conference room next door, Bruce and Lucius were on one side of the long table, and Ange was on the other side.

By the way, this typical negotiation table is ten meters long.

"What do you want to do? Mr. Angle!" Bruce rested his elbows on the table, made a gesture similar to joining hands, and put his fingertips on the tip of his pointed nose. Interestingly, the guy opposite him made exactly the same gesture as him. Their movements and even the styles of suits they wear are very similar.

If there wasn't only one person opposite, Lucius, who was watching, felt that his boss was looking in the mirror.

Lucius suddenly felt that he was a superfluous existence in this kind of father-son situation.

Ange spoke: "Mr. Wayne, I know your concerns. You have developed a nuclear fusion reactor that does not require the consumption of ore energy, but you are afraid that it will send the entire Gotham City to the sky. I can promise you - as long as all Shareholders will dilute their shares to me in equal proportions, and I will inject three billion in liquidity into the group and mothball your reactor. In this way, Wayne Group will continue to operate normally, and you will have new funds to do your research games.”

generous!

This condition is too favorable!

Even Lucius, an outsider, felt his heart skip a beat when he heard it.

This is not an acquisition invitation from a commercial competitor at all, but a massive support.

The problem of Wayne Group's poor financial performance was almost revealed to the outside, and soon the stock price plummeted. Coming to inject money at this time is an out-and-out white knight behavior.

Unexpectedly, Bruce remained unmoved. His lips behind his fingers trembled mercilessly and he uttered a few words: "So, what's the price?"

"Nothing, all I want is respect and an apology!" An Ge paused: "An apology to a woman named An who has been dead for many years."

Majestic and righteous, as a son of man, Ange's request is reasonable and reasonable.

Unfortunately, what was running through Bruce's mind at this time was other things.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Angle, I don't know what you are talking about."

Ange put down his hands and stood up. His posture with his hands on the table showed a sense of self-restraint.

"OK! The negotiation broke down! Anyway, Mr. Wayne is such a person who would rather trust women than himself. I am not surprised by your stupidity and stubbornness. Since the head of Wayne Group expresses absolute distrust of me, I have no intention of being such a bad person. So from now on, I will sell out my Wayne Group stocks.”

Ange left the scene so cleanly, which surprised both Bruce and Bruce.

Bruce remained calm: "Thank you for your support. I hope you haven't lost much money on Wayne Group's stocks. Mr. Fox, help me see off the guests."

Facing Lucius Fox who came over, Ange suddenly said: "Mr. Fox, I am very satisfied with my house and car in Gotham. Are you interested in parting with it? I will buy it at the market price. If you don't mind, I will also I want a bill from seven years to now.”

In modern society, everything is recorded by computers.

Just like Bruce can easily find out Catwoman's background. After Ange has enough power and wealth, he can also easily trace the source of his funds in reverse.

The atmosphere of the scene was very cold, freezing to freezing point.

This is about to be cut.

Lucius secretly thought in his heart, and he could feel the cold gaze from his back: "As you wish, Mr. Angle."

When Ange stepped out of the door, until the door slammed shut, Lucius turned his head and stared at Bruce.

"I am just a part-time worker, and I have no intention of questioning your decision, Mr. Wayne. But I must remind you that what you are doing is not a good idea. Even if he does not short the Wayne Group, other Wall Street giants will swarm him. "

Bruce was silent for a few seconds: "I have enough reason to suspect that Ange killed Black Mask."

"The person who kills [Black Mask] can be called a hero."

"It is the duty of the judge and jury to punish the villains. I am only responsible for sending them to court."

Lucius was silent.

This is not only a private matter between father and son, but a dispute between moral principles.

Even if Bruce Wayne is killed, he will not allow a guy who kills people at will to inherit his family business. In his eyes, anyone who used lynching was an executioner.

There is no doubt that Bruce is a great man, but it is a pity that people like him are destined to only be admired, and his ideas cannot become universal values ​​accepted by everyone.

Lucius sighed: "Let's talk about the new stuff I made in the [Secret Science Department]."

He took Bruce into the secret warehouse of the group building...

On the other side, just after leaving Wayne Tower, Ange got into his Rolls-Royce and saw Miss Black Canary sitting in the back row holding a laptop.

Dana's eyes flickered and she winked: "Failed?"

Ange shrugged: "As expected."

Sarah in the front row turned her head: "So, proceed as planned?"

Ange nodded: "I can't help it. I won't take action, but more people will take action. How about making it easier for others than to make it easier for me?"

Even if Ange didn't deliberately attack the wild father, a large number of Wall Street tycoons have already been eyeing Wayne Group, which has recently been in poor financial condition. Angle suddenly withdrew his capital, sold his shares in Wayne Group, and turned to short selling. This was undoubtedly the cruelest starting shot.

Wayne Group's stock price plummeted almost instantly. In one afternoon, the stock price plummeted 30%.

Just when Ange took the lead in tossing the Wayne Group, he was still alive. Early the next morning, the famous Bain led a group of men and broke into the Gotham City Stock Exchange.

"Tu tu tu tu!"

Bain led a dozen gangsters and majestically killed the guards at the door, rushed into the crowded exchange hall, killed a few stock traders who didn't like it, and then fired a hail of bullets at the stock trading screen above his head. . The screen exploded and fire exploded.

All the stock traders in the exchange were shocked.

A trader looked at the fierce Bain and said tremblingly: "This is the stock exchange, there is no cash for you to grab!"

"I know."

What Bain wants is by no means limited to money.

A hacker forcibly accessed the exchange's operating system from the internal circuit and used Catwoman's fingerprints obtained from the safe at Bruce Wayne's house when she pretended to steal a pearl necklace to play a big trick on Bruce's behalf.

No one knows what these thugs did when they risked their lives and were chased by hundreds of police officers to storm the exchange. Even if Batman personally joins the hunt for these thugs, he doesn't get any useful intelligence until the sun rises on the third day.

Lucius knocked on Master Bat's door.

"Mr. Wayne, someone stole your electronic signature and your fingerprint, and used all your shares in Wayne Group as collateral to help you trade stocks. In the eyes of outsiders, your investment in futures yesterday failed completely. And in your hands All shares will be seized as collateral by the bank today."

Bruce Wayne's whole body was struck by lightning: "You mean..."

"Unless sufficient evidence can be found later to prove that this is a fraud, I can only regret to tell you - you are bankrupt."

From billionaire to pauper, life is full of ups and downs.

It took Bruce a while to recover. Just then, his phone rang.

Lucius glanced at the caller ID: "It's Ange. I suggest you pick up the call."

Bruce answered the phone wordlessly and turned on the speakerphone.

"Mr. Angle, are you here to make a declaration of victory?"

Ange's voice came over the phone: "Mr. Wayne, I'll be honest with you. Yesterday I did have a hand in sniping at Wayne Group's stocks. But my conditions have not changed. I only need an apology..."

If it were another person, Bruce might even be able to deal with the threat of bankruptcy calmly.

To Ange?

no!

The angry Bruce interrupted Ange: "Come on, put it away."

"No, no, no! I swear on the name of my father - I have nothing to do with Bain, and I have never supported Daggett. If I break this oath, my father will be struck by lightning and divided into pieces. Die and never be reborn in hell!”