Batman ...... Well, Bruce. Wayne, we all know about it.

In the eyes of everyone, he is a person of hard luck, because in the first second he croaks to the ground, his life is inevitably full of three things, endless money, countless banknotes, and a lifetime of unused, but still a staggering amount of savings.

And if you have these three things, the rest of the power, connections, and more money will come to you.

So, Bruce. Wayne was destined to be the most stylish person in the world, and he was. Even if his parents don't want him to be pampered since he was a child, they want him to learn to be strong, brave, grateful, and so on, but to be honest, rich has become like them, no matter how careful you are in education, the temperament of the rich second generation will definitely melt into the bones of Young Master Wayne.

So, take this diamond spoon that you can't throw away, Bruce. Wayne lived to be 8 years old.

This is a wonderful age, people have not yet experienced the sinister of the world, have not learned vanity and comparison, have not yet made up lies, have not yet learned to be selfish, and even they have not learned to browse adult websites, that is, at this age, every child is innocent as a blank piece of paper, what you write, then he will become.

So, Bruce. Wayne's parents wanted him to be touched with some elegance...... That night, they decided to take the cute little guy to the opera.

Tickets were expensive, the pomp was big, the show was a success, and it was a very satisfying day..... Except for a gunshot after walking out of the opera house.

Young Master Wayne actually couldn't remember every detail too clearly, all he knew was that a man stopped in front of him and his parents, roared in a trembling voice, and then snatched his father's purse, ripped off his mother's necklace, and ...... The sound of gunfire rushed into his eardrums.

After he reacted, his parents ...... He had fallen in a pool of blood.

That's Bruce. For the first time, Wayne saw thick, sticky blood, flowing from beneath his parents and converging together. The terrible smell mixed with the smoke rushed into his brain..... Soak a piece of white paper in scarlet from the inside out.

He became an orphan.

Everyone knew that he had become an orphan, one of the richest orphans, and every newspaper he saw, every news in the window, every voice that roared on the radio, was repeating, repeating, repeating. Bruce. Wayne attended his parents' funeral under the dense flashing lights, watched some people he never knew cry over pictures of his parents, rain dripping down the edge of someone's umbrella to his face, the pastor reciting flowery lines, and the funeral broadcast on channels all over the city...... It's like a big gala.

After that, Bruce Wayne became the richest eight-year-old boy in the world..... So...... And he was gone.

He may go for a walk, he may go to school in another city, he may lose his spending and drinking, he may travel the world, whatever he wants, in short, his money will allow him to do everything he wants.

In addition to killing people......

But unfortunately, our little master Wayne is nothing more than killing...... Nothing.

He wanted to kill sinners, sinners who deserved death, like the bandits who took the names of their parents that night!

Wayne wants to kill them! It doesn't matter what the law, what the trial, from that moment on, he has been filled with hatred in all his minds, and even dreams of opening the brains of all criminals.

So, like the hero of all revenge stories, Bruce. Wayne began to grow.

......

Perhaps, it is destined that he will never be ordinary, Wayne grew up quickly...... It's almost unbelievable.

At the age of 9, he began to tailor himself to extremely rigorous and lifelong physical training. This kind of training will allow him to reach the pinnacle of what a human being can achieve at the age of 25; The clean and jerk is 800 pounds, the current above 30 milliamps is resisted, the breath is held underwater for 5 minutes and 15 seconds, and the speed of 100 meters is nearly 8 seconds.

In addition, he has a set of knowledge training that is enough to make ordinary people crazy; This makes him an excellent detective, strategist, scientist, tactician, and commander who is well-versed in biology, physics, mathematics, engineering, geography, theology, history, and more. At the age of the year, he obtained degrees in criminology, law, computer science, chemistry, and engineering. At the age of 23, he has mastered the ability to adapt to all circumstances, is familiar with security systems, and can use various counter-reconnaissance means.

Well, in fact, this is just the tip of the iceberg, he is a master of martial arts, proficient in more than 120 kinds of martial arts, an expert in stealth, a master of hidden weapons, proficient in all languages, a master of intimidation, a master of interrogation...... In short, he can be the person at the top of all the fields you can think of.

That's it...... Before he was 25 years old, he trained himself to be one of the most terrible humans in the world, and then, with great fanfare, returned to Gotham, and on the first night of his return, he held a private drinking party, slapped the buttocks of 15 beautiful women, got drunk like mud, and finally vomited on his luxury car of more than 20 million.

This move made all the celebrities in Gotham City extremely satisfied...... Because it's a standard rich second-generation image, that's Bruce. The way Wayne should be.

However....... This is what they see Young Master Wayne, and what they don't see, that is, after nightfall, in the shadows of the streets and alleys of Gotham City, there will always be a cold eye watching all the evil that is about to happen.

Wayne was obsessed with it, in fact, the reason why he turned himself into a monster was to do it, he wanted to fight criminals, just like he thought when he was 8 years old, and it hasn't changed.

But at the same time, he also knows very well what kind of abyss his ** will push him to.

It's an itch from the depths of your soul, like a mischievous mosquito that stings a red, itchy bag right in the middle of your sensitive soles.

You want to scratch it, just a little bit, but you don't dare, because you know that once you experience that feeling, you can't stop it, you just scratch more and more, and scratch more and more, until your skin is dripping with blood, and you can't stop.

So, Bruce. Wayne could only suppress himself, he didn't dare to punish those sinners, he didn't dare at all, he could only watch from afar, let the police, stop those people.

He used this to comfort his imminent **.

It has been suppressed for a long time, a long time, from the gunshot at the age of 8 to this moment.

Finally, in the few words of the woman who suddenly appeared in front of him...... It fell short.

Another punch hit her in the face, and Bruce Wayne clearly saw that blood was oozing from the other party's face, it was the blood of a sinner, the sinner was injured and in pain, and all of this was given by himself.

That pleasure, like thunder from above the clouds, cut the restraints, split the river embankment, and turned the overwhelming ** into a landslide and a tsunami, and in an instant, drowned him.

That woman was tempting herself, such a crime, just breaking her bones was not punishment at all, she was tempting herself to kill her.

Hahaha———

Wayne twisted, and he began to choke the woman's neck.

It's amazing, it's a great feeling....... All sinful people deserve to die!

All! Should! Should! Die!

Bruce. Wayne was excited, his hand sucking the life of the woman in front of him, but he found that the woman was smiling......

Just when he grabbed her throat, she didn't struggle at all, and even laughed, laughing creepy, and what was even more terrifying was that she was laughing while using her fingers, stained with the blood she shed, and drew something on her chest?

Bruce. Wayne couldn't figure it out, but he didn't care about it either, there were still dozens of seconds, which was enough for him to strangle the woman in front of him, as for what explosion, what kind of city degenerate, the ghost would care!

...... However...... Just when he was about to succeed in killing the first criminal in his life.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out.

A bullet sank into Wayne's waist with a sound, and then, an afterimage struck, kicking Wayne away who was still attached to Quinn......

Then, pick up Hallie, who has been pinched and almost fell into a coma. Quinn, jumping off the rooftop.

At this moment, the countdown on the bomb returned to zero, and with a loud bang, the entire Gotham night sky was reflected in bright red. 8)