Dc Violence -Kun

The clouds in the sky are gloomy and thunderous from time to time.

Underground alley.

The atmosphere is quiet and weird.

The family still talked about the plot of "Zorro" with laughter and agreed on the next family gathering.

Badi has been walking behind, not following them, nor walking with them, but going their own way.

It is the same way for the time being.

It wasn't until a sloppy homeless man appeared and killed a father in the family with a pistol, that Badi knew what kind of scene he had encountered.

"Bruce, run, run."

The mother guarded the child behind her back, her expression still filled with unbelievable fear.

'boom'

The tramp fired again.

It is either shown in slow motion or more sad and atmospheric.

The mother fell down a little bit, not squinting at her.

The child named Bruce leaned on the corpses of his father and mother and called out loudly, crying.

After killing two people, the tramp was a little panicked, and ran past their bodies without stopping.

A flustered expression ran past Badi.

The two are different.

Passed in a flustered and indifferent way.

"Bruce Wayne."

Badi's eyes flickered slightly, and his right thumb rubbed the palm of his left hand, appearing very calm and composed.

Even if two people are dead, it has nothing to do with him.

He was passing by.

Ba Di was calm and composed, and his footsteps kept going. In this alley, there were only the cry of pain and the sound of Ba Di's step by step footsteps.

He never thought about subduing Batman for his own use, or from the perspective of perception, Batty hates Batman.

I hate this kind of catching in Gotham and putting it in Arkham, and I keep playing a crime game to show my heroic identity.

How difficult is it to kill a person?

Will make yourself depraved?

Afraid of becoming a clown-like character?

think too much.

For this planet of 7 billion people, you are not worth mentioning. It's one thing to think of yourself as yourself.

He glanced at Bruce's father and mother without any thoughts.

"Dad...Mom...please, help me."

Bruce was on the verge of despair, and when his heart was extremely painful, he suddenly saw Badi pass by. Helpless and not knowing what to do, with pain and tears sobbing, he subconsciously asked Badi for help.

Badi took his gaze back from the corpse of Bruce's parents, and glanced at him coldly.

"No help."

Badi said coldly, and his footsteps passed by without stopping.

Neither avoids walking fast like a snake Sasori, nor deliberately jokingly watching the show.

It's just ordinary people passing by here.

You beg me for help.

I don't help.

It's that simple.

This kind of simplicity is simply chilling to the bottom of my heart.

There is nothing more human indifference than this.

But at the same time, why should I help?

Bruce is experiencing the most desperate and painful moment of his life. His parents were killed in front of him, and the voices and faces of passersby passing by indifferently. At his age, he really didn't know what to do, helpless, and painful.

He could only hold the corpse of his parents tightly and cry loudly. For a ten-year-old child, it was extremely desperate.

Cries and shouts of pain and despair came from the alleys.

Ba Di walked to the end of the alley, and when he was about to turn around, he suddenly stopped.

He turned his head to a narrow alley in the depths of darkness.

The super vision was turned on, and a black figure was suddenly seen in the dark.

He was dressed in tight black clothes, his whole body sealed, and he wore sealed glasses, which looked like a magnifier worn on his eyes for repairing clocks. The lenses were dark like Fukurou. He wore sharp knives in front of his chest and waist, and his gloves were sharp and dark outside his hands.

The whole person is like a Fukurou assassin and killer hunting and hunting in the night.

"Fukurou Court?"

Bati asked suspiciously, this attire was indeed a bit like the claws of Fukurou's court.

If it is the Fukurou court, then Badi knows the cause of the death of Bruce's parents. It is no wonder that the claws of the Fukurou court are here.

This guy whose identity was broken by the Badi suddenly felt tight in his heart, his aura fluctuated violently, subconsciously like Fukurou staring at his prey, he had a murderous aura ready to go.

He was even known by the Ba Di, so only by killing Ba Di and letting him go missing can he complete this task tonight.

It was not in his mind that he had not thought about why in the dark, the eyesight of this white-clothed man was so good that he was discovered by the expert in assassination.

But everything can only be left behind and the insider should be resolved.

He is like a leopard subconsciously accumulating power, ready to attack and kill.

Sharp claws!

Fukurou court!

Fukurou Court is a mysterious organization that exists in Gotham City nursery rhymes. It is composed of many famous families in Gotham City with a long history.

This organization, compared to Falcone's kind of underworld boss, went deeper into every inch of Gotham.

Since Gotham appeared in this land more than 400 years ago, the nursery rhymes about Fukurou court have never disappeared.

Watch out for the Fukurou court and monitor your travels at all times.

Look at Gotham City from the dark, hidden in the low-walled attic.

He is with him at home, as well as in bed and bed room.

Wanmo mentioned his name, and the claws found your head.

And Bruce's parents, the contemporary Patriarch of the Wayne family, died at the hands of Fukurou's court just now.

Obviously, the Fukurou court wanted to remain concealed, but the Patriarch of the Wayne family had to be killed.

Not only bought a homeless man, but also sent a claw to determine that the Patriarch of the Wayne family must die.

The sharp claw is the weapon of Fukurou's court, lurking in the dark corner. Once the homeless man has not killed the Patriarch of the Wayne family, he will go out.

The plan was successful. An extra passerby passed by, and he indifferently refused to help, comforting the bright side of this city. The Wayne family was simply mocking the bright side of Gotham City.

Of course, everything is over and it's a foregone conclusion.

Perhaps this claw should leave early in the morning. If he hadn't subconsciously acted like a cheetah with murderous aura, he would not have the end of meat sauce.

When the sharp claws exude murderous aura.

As soon as Bati stepped on, the ground cracked into pits, and a huge sonic boom rang out at the end of Crime Alley.

'boom'

The hem of his white windbreaker was raised high, and the whole person was like a cannonball, exploding a circle of white fog sound barrier, his body passed through the white fog sound barrier, and he punched the claw of the famous claw.

The black figure of sharp claws is more violent than a cannonball. When Badi hit him with a punch, a huge sonic boom exploded, blasting him into the air, hitting a wall ten meters behind him, and knocking out the front. One pit, one by one, the bricks and stones were sunken.

The sharp claws couldn't react at all, and the sternum collapsed with a punch. A shattering shock spread across the body from the chest. The bones of the whole body were cracked to pieces, and the spine shattered and extended to the head, unable to support it. The head drooped, the internal organs were blasted by the impact force, and the brain was shaken.

He rotted into a pool of meat sauce, hung in the pit of the wall.

The loud sound of'Boom' instantly oscillated, spilling the dust and debris in this alley, a thunder exploded in the flat ground, and it burst in Gotham, and then Gotham panicked and panicked. .

Even Bruce, who was a hundred meters away, felt his ears roar, and his head felt like a paste, too sad, and completely fainted in front of his parents' corpses.

Badi's face was indifferent, and he patted his fist lightly.

Before the famous claw attacked him, Badi punched him into meat sauce.

It is not a cat or a dog, who is qualified to provoke oneself.

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