DC Tyrant

The clouds in the sky are dark and rumbling, from which thunder flashes from time to time.

Underground alleys.

The atmosphere was silent and eerie.

The family is still talking about the plot of "Zorro" with laughter and laughter, and made an appointment for the next family gathering.

Bati has been walking behind, not following them, nor walking together, just going their own way.

It's the same path for now.

It wasn't until a slovenly-dressed homeless man appeared and killed the father of the family with a pistol that Batty knew what kind of scene he had encountered.

"Bruce, run, run."

The mother protected the child behind her back, and there was still unbelievable fear in her expression.

'boom'

The homeless man fired again.

Here it is either displayed in slow motion or more sad and atmospheric.

The mother fell down little by little, dying with regret.

The child named Bruce lay down on the dead bodies of his father and mother, crying loudly and crying.

After killing two people, the tramp panicked and ran across their bodies without stopping.

With a flustered expression, he ran past Bady.

There is a difference between the two.

Panic and indifference passed.

"Bruce Wayne."

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

Even if two people died, it had nothing to do with him.

He was just passing by.

Bati was calm and composed, and kept walking. In this alley, there were only the sound of crying and pain and Bati's footsteps step by step.

He didn't think about taking Batman for his own use, or from the appearance, Batty hated Batman.

I hate this kind of catching in Gotham and putting it in Arkham, playing a crime game one after another, showing the identity of a hero.

How difficult is it to kill someone?

Will it make yourself fall?

Afraid of turning into a clown-like character?

think too much.

For this earth of 7 billion people, you are not worth mentioning at all, only you are yourself.

He glanced at Bruce's parents without any thought.

"Dad... Mom... Please, help me."

Bruce was on the verge of despair, and when he was in great pain, he suddenly saw Batty passing by, helpless and not knowing what to do, crying and sobbing in pain, he subconsciously asked Batty for help.

Batty took his gaze away from the corpse of Bruce's parents, and glanced at him indifferently.

"No help."

Ba Di said coldly, and his footsteps passed by without stopping.

Neither did he walk fast like a snake or scorpion, nor did he deliberately playfully watch a play.

Just ordinary people passing by here.

You beg me for help.

I don't help.

It's that simple.

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

The indifference of human nature is nothing more than this.

But at the same time, why should I help?

Bruce was going through the most desperate and painful moment in his life. His parents were killed in front of him, and the indifferent voices and faces of passers-by passed by. At his age, he really didn't know what to do, helpless, and painful.

He could only hug the dead body of his parents tightly and cry loudly. For a ten-year-old child, this was extremely desperate.

Crying and shouting in pain and despair echoed in the alley.

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

He turned his head into a dark, deep narrow alley.

With super vision turned on, he suddenly saw a black figure in the darkness.

He is dressed in tight black clothes, his whole body is sealed, and he wears sealed glasses, like a magnifier worn on the eyes for repairing a clock.

The whole person is like an owl assassin hunting prey in the night, a killer.

"The court of owls?"

Ba Di asked suspiciously, this attire does look a bit like the claws of the court of owls.

If it was the Court of Owls, then Barty did know the cause of the death of Bruce's parents, and it was no wonder that the claws of the Court of Owls were here.

The guy whose identity was exposed by Bati suddenly felt his heart tighten, his breath fluctuated violently, subconsciously staring at his prey like an owl, with a murderous aura ready to go.

Even if Ba Di knew his identity, then the only way to complete this task tonight is to kill Ba Di and make him disappear.

It's not like he didn't think about it, why in the dark, this man in white has such good eyesight that even he, who specializes in assassination, can be found.

But everything can only be left behind, and the only thing that should be done is to get rid of the insider.

He was like a leopard subconsciously accumulating energy, ready to attack and kill.

Talon!

Court of Owls!

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

This organization, compared to the underworld boss like Falcone, has penetrated into every inch of Gotham.

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

Beware of the Court of Owls, who are always watching your travels.

Peeping at Gotham City from the shadows, hiding in the attic with low walls.

He is present at home, and He is also present in the bed and in the bed.

Don't mention his name, and the claws will find your head.

And the current head of the Wayne family, Bruce's parents, died at the hands of the owl court just now.

Obviously the Owl Court wanted to remain hidden, but had to kill the head of the Wayne family.

Not only did he buy a homeless man, but he also sent Claws to make sure that the head of the Wayne family must die.

The sharp claw is the weapon of the owl court, lurking in the dark corner, once the tramp does not kill the head of the Wayne family, he will go out.

The plan was very successful. One more passer-by passed by, and he refused to help indifferently, comforting the Wayne family, the bright side of this city. This is simply mocking the light of Gotham City.

Of course, everything is over, it is a foregone conclusion.

Maybe it's better for this sharp claw to leave early in the morning. If he didn't subconsciously emit murderous aura like a cheetah, he wouldn't end up with meat sauce.

When the sharp claws exude murderous aura.

With Badi's footsteps, the ground network cracked into pits, and a huge sonic boom sounded at the end of the crime alley.

'boom'

The hem of his white windbreaker was raised high, and his whole body was like a cannonball, blasting out a circle of white mist sound barrier, his body passed through the white mist sound barrier, and punched the sharp claw.

The black figure with sharp claws was more violent than a cannonball. When Bati hit him with a punch, a huge sonic boom exploded, blasting him into the air, hitting a wall more than ten meters behind him, and knocking his front out. A hole, each brick and stone has sunk.

The sharp claws had no way to react at all. The sternum was crushed by a punch, and a shattered shock force spread from the chest to the whole body. The head hung down, the internal organs were blasted by the impact, and the brain was shaken and stirred.

He rotted into a pool of meat paste, hanging in the wall pit.

The loud sound of 'boom' vibrated in an instant, and the dust and mud in the alley leaked down. There was a thunder in the flat ground, and it exploded in Gotham. In an instant, Gotham was panicked and panicked. .

Even Bruce, who was a hundred meters away, felt his ears ringing, his head felt like a paste, and he was overly sad, and completely passed out in front of his parents' corpses.

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

Before the claw could attack him, Bady punched him into a pulp.

Not any cat or dog is qualified to challenge him.