When Bruce Wayne walked into the party hall in a suit and leather shoes, the audience immediately burst into singing.

"Haipai Persia has to be oiled, and Haipai Persia has to be oiled......"

All the gentlemen and ladies stood on either side, holding wine glasses, smiling, and singing birthday songs in unison to bless the young Gotham prince.

Under the decoration of power, any ridiculous and deviant behavior can be given a deep meaning, such as at this moment, people no longer pay attention to why Mr. Wayne is alone, there is no international supermodel or legendary close friend Richerdaus, people just smile and look at Bruce Wayne, and hope that he will be happy.

Sure enough, Bruce Wayne smiled, took a wine glass, raised it high, and greeted everyone happily.

When the singing pauses, a gentleman with white hair appears next to Bruce Wayne.

"Mr. Earle. ”

"Happy birthday, Bruce. ”

"Thank you", Bruce Wayne shook hands with the COO of Wayne Group and asked, "How's the stock going?"

You must know that some time ago, with the full support of the group's owner Bruce Wayne, Earl successfully listed the Wayne Group, and saw the huge wealth rolling in, so Earl said happily: "All the way up." ”

So when Bruce Wayne asked, "So who's buying?"

Mr. Earle's answer was very simple: "All kinds of investors and brokers, the situation is complicated, and most importantly, our company has a bright future. ”

In Earl's eyes, Bruce Wayne is a playboy, his daily partner is either an international supermodel or a Russian chief dancer, and he does not hesitate to spend a lot of money to make beauty laugh, and he is completely a loser who does not learn and has no skills. So in Mr. Earl's opinion, only one last sentence is enough to send the playboy in front of him.

Faced with the perfunctory look in Mr. Earl's words, Bruce Wayne didn't seem to hear it at all, smiled and raised his glass: "Good!"

After communicating with Earl, Bruce Wayne found Fox again and told him about the situation, at which point the party organizer came and grabbed him.

"Bruce, there's a guest here, and you're going to have to meet it. ”

"Not now, Daini. Bruce Wayne said perfunctorily.

"No, you must see, if only I could pronounce his name. ”

Dani raised her voice, "Rus-a-Gu!"

As if immobilizing, Bruce Wayne paused sharply and followed Daini's gaze.

A young face turned, his face expressionless, his eyes pretending to be vicissitudes, and a pale yellow beard around his mouth.

This is clearly a young man in his twenties and thirties, not at all the dead Russ A-Goo that Bruce Wayne saw in the Shadow Warriors Alliance.

"You're not Ras A-Goo, because he's dead. ”

Bruce Wayne muttered, but there was a hint of caution in his tone.

The real Ras A-gu had died before his eyes, and now someone was pretending to be him, so there must be something strange in it.

At this moment, a very familiar voice sounded behind him, but it made Bruce Wayne creep.

"But Ras al-A-Gu is an immortal god, and his powers are supernatural. ”

In an instant, Bruce Wayne's face became solemn, and he slowly turned around and saw his martial arts teacher, the ninja master of the Shadow Warriors Alliance, Henry Douka.

At the headquarters of the Shadow Warrior Alliance, Bruce Wayne instigated explosives to destroy the headquarters building, saw the death of Ras A-Goo, and rescued Henry Dooka with his own hands.

But at this moment, everything was clear to him.

Henri Duka is the real Russ A-Goo, and he is the leader of the true League of Warriors.

The dead Russ A-Goo is nothing more than Henry Duka's puppet, a dead puppet can be replaced at any time, so Russ A-Goo is immortal because he is always there.

Bruce Wayne looked at the guests around him, and a chill rose in his heart, he knew that this guy in front of him was more powerful than Carman Feconi, more ambitious and ruthless than him.

Ficony just wants to enslave Gotham, but the real Russ A-Goo in front of him wants to destroy Gotham.

"It's a matter for you and me, let everyone go. ”

Bruce Wayne whispered.

Russ A-Goo smiled slightly, he came here because his setup was already in place, whether the guests at Bruce Wayne's party stayed or left, they would not survive tonight, and the already fallen Gotham would be destroyed today.

Therefore, he said lightly: "Why don't you tell everyone personally?"

But Bruce Wayne knew that if everyone stayed, the Shadow Warriors Alliance would inevitably kill everyone, and if everyone left, he would have a chance to save Gotham.

So he took a step back, raised his glass, and shouted drunken madness, full of merciless contempt for the visiting guests.

(I won't say the original words, it's too long!)

Everyone was surprised and deeply offended by Bruce Wayne's drunken words.

Regardless of whether everyone came for Bruce Wayne's wealth or not, after listening to Bruce Wayne's drunken words, everyone was very angry and left one after another.

Among the crowd that left, many of them were motionless, all of them tall and sturdy, with sharp eyes, staring at Bruce's figure.

As the crowd dispersed, Ras A-Ghu came over with a smile: "It's funny, but it's pointless, these people won't live long." ”

"Mr. Bruce Wayne, can we take a picture with you?"

An abrupt voice suddenly rang out, leaving both Bruce Wayne and Russ Agu stunned.

I saw a young Chinese man in his twenties, holding his white-skinned and beautiful white girlfriend, standing beside Bruce Wayne.

The two are keen-eyed, probably fans of the Prince of Gotham.

"Sealed. Mr. Wayne seems to have something, so let's not bother. Alexis took Feng Zhou's arm and whispered.

"Yes, I'm busy, I don't want to see sycophants like you, the party is over, let's go. Bruce Wayne looked at the man in front of him and spoke as he had just done.

"Hehe, Bruce, I didn't expect you to have fans just after you returned to Gotham. ”

Russ A-Gu looked at the front with a smile and waved his hand slightly.

In his opinion, these two young people, especially the Chinese, are just a boy who doesn't know the height of the sky and the smell of milk, and he just sends it away.

A big man walked up to Feng Zhou's side and said with a sneer: "Boy, this is not the place for you to stay, leave me quickly, otherwise I will let you lie on the ground and get out." ”

Feng Zhou blocked Alexis behind him, and suddenly smiled: "I won't get out, but you are about to fall." ”

"Hmph, kid begging to fight!" The big man had just raised his fist, when he suddenly felt dizzy, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground.