In the dark hall, the battle between the two men had been going on for several minutes, the wooden tables around them had been smashed by the impact, and the counter that Daddy cherished was covered with the nicks of long knives, but in the center of the hall, two black shadows were like fighting beasts in the darkness, frantically trying to stab the last of their sharp teeth into each other's throats.

After hitting the real fire, almost every move between the two people is not far from each other's vital points.

"Is your fist that weak?"

Cyber screamed and swung the long knife in his left hand, slashing at Bruce's head from the air with a whistling sound of breaking wind, Batman took a step back, turned slightly sideways, and let the long knife fall against his body, then crossed his hands and clamped the blade in his right hand with the L-shaped blade.

"Oh, that's how this weird weapon is used!"

The young man tried to pull the caught knife out, but Bruce's fists interlaced again, and the force propelled the L-blade through the weakest blade of the blade.

"Click"

The long knife in his right hand broke from the center, and Cyber Rang snapped for a moment, and the next moment, a rapidly enlarged fist appeared in front of his eyes.

"Bang"

Cyber staggered back at the punch, and he tried to defend, but Bruce, who was like a shadow, rushed up and didn't give him a chance to defend at all.

Batman's fighting skills are terrifyingly strong, and at least from Cyber's eyes, he can tell that this neat way of style, which has formed its own style, contains the shadow of jiu-jitsu, martial arts, and some kind of systematic boxing, and the man in front of him never uses any sharp weapons, and that's why.

Even Cyber has to admit that Batman itself is one of the sharpest weapons.

"Bang Bang"

He raised his right hand to protect his head from a continuous stream of punches in all directions, but he was still knocked back by the swift and stormy punches.

The thick cowhide-like thumping sound of the fist smashing on the armor, this special material can effectively reduce the strength of the blow, but it is not completely exempt, Lucius has made it very clear, at most reduce the strength by one-third, that is, it will still hurt.

"You can never really understand this world, you will always encounter those things that you are afraid of, you will always encounter things that you cannot overcome, and your power will not always protect you!

"Bang"

Bruce punched Cyber in the chest, and the dull sensation made him almost vomit, and the next lap hit his head, and his senses were clouded, and all he could hear was Bruce's thick voice, like thousands of flies chirping in his ears.

"Anger and madness give you immense strength, but if you don't restrain yourself, they can also ruin you!"

"Bang"

Cyber had completely lost his autonomy in this fight, his visor was grabbed by Bruce, who had the upper hand, and then took it off, flung it aside, his long knife smashed to the ground, he was punched several times in the face, his collar was grabbed and he was grabbed in Batman's face,

"Look me in the eye, Cyber, just an ordinary person under your armor, just like them, fragile ordinary people, don't let violence and blood ruin you, look me straight and tell me, do you understand?"

Cyber's face was terrible, his left eye was blue, there was blood in his nostrils, he struggled to open his eyes, and looked at the face under the bat's armor, those eyes, those eyes that shone with a certain stubbornness, the slightly silent heat burst in his body, and his eyes widened at this moment.

His hanging hands grabbed Bruce's neck sharply, his whole body upwards, his head raised high, and then slammed into Batman's visarmor.

Head hammer!

"Bang"

Bruce's brain was dizzy, he let go of Cyber, but Cyber didn't let go of him, blood flowed from his forehead from the hard armor, but he grinned, the blood flowed across his face, he raised his head high with a sinister smile, and then slammed it down again.

"Bang"

"Bang"

He even heard a cracking sound coming from the bat's visor, and he grabbed Bruce Wayne's mask and took it off, and with the last hammer, the foreheads of the two men slammed together.

"Bang"

The two men separated in two directions, staggering, and both were badly injured to each other.

"Ahem"

Cyber picked up his long knife from the ground, leaned on his body, he grabbed a dirty bread on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth, he stared at Bruce, Bruce's forehead also flowed blood, and the same embarrassed blood escaped on his emaciated and handsome face, this time it was probably the worst injury he had suffered since becoming Batman.

His hair was messy, his mouth smelled of blood, and he looked at Cyber in front of him, who was panting for breath, and his opponent's blood-stained face grinned at him.

"Bruce, tell me, is you a mortal under your bat helmet?"

"You're going to bleed, you're going to be hurting, you're going to die... So what makes you engage in such a high-risk activity?"

"Is it really justice that drives you? I'm curious..."

Bruce was silent for a moment, he looked at Cyber with a very serious gaze, completely devoid of the fancyness of Gotham's sons,

"Someone once told me... As a mortal, as a flesh and blood body, it is very fragile, it is very easy to be defeated, but to be a symbol, to be a symbol, to be able to transcend failure, to become eternal, I want to be this symbol, to be a symbol of Gotham, not for any justice. ”

"Do wicked people succumb to righteousness? No, they don't! Wicked people, who do evil things, like all poisonous animals and plants, don't think they're wicked, they don't think they're poisonous. I know that the wicked will never change, and what they need is not justice, but fear!"

"When they sin, when they take up the weapon of sin, I will make them fear the sky, because I am there, and this fear will make them think twice before sinning, and it will make them panic all day after sinning, and I will be this fear!"

The stubbornness and sacrifice in Bruce's eyes made Cyber shudder a little, and he said firmly,

"I'm going to be the fear of the city! I'm going to be the fear of all evil! They are afraid of me, and they will restrain their minions, and as long as this symbol is still a day, no one will dare to cross the guardrail of sin!"

Cyber coughed lowly, and he chuckled under his breath,

"Hehe, great dreams... But does it make sense? You're dead, it's all over!"

"It doesn't make sense!"

Bruce took a deep breath and straightened up, "It means everything!"

"Ah, you're a man of faith, Bruce... You believe in yourself, but you're just like me, you're a villain... Can you really do everything you say? When you see those wicked people who are mutilating others, if Rachel is hurt by Klein, will you let him go?"

Cyber licked his lips, and the smell of blood on them made all the cells in his body seem to come to life.

"Can Bruce Wayne restrain himself from destroying him completely? Tell me, can you do it? Tell me, are you Batman or Bruce Wayne?"

"It doesn't matter who I really am!"

Batman began to move, his speed getting faster and faster, and Cyber with his long knife in his hand, he also began to charge, like two knights about to deliver the final blow to their opponents, and this dark hall was their battlefield.

"What I do matters!"

"Bang"

Cyber's left fist slammed into Batman's face without mask protection, but the long knife in his hand was blasted into the air by Bruce's gauntlet, while the other fist grazed his chest with the blade of the gauntlet, and finally landed on his heart.

The bodies of the two men froze for a moment, and then rolled out in both directions, the long knives falling from the sky and finally plunging into the floor of the Old Gun Bar, emitting a soft thud.

The two of them were like mortals falling from the sky, lingering on the dirty ground, the last heat in Cyber's body was completely dispersed by this punch, he lay on the ground, his hands spread out, no trace of strength left, his embarrassed face was covered with blood, he opened his eyes and looked at the darkness in front of him.

He gulped and breathed, and he lost.

Lost again at the hands of the same opponent, but this time, he didn't have that sense of humiliation in his heart, probably because this time it was a completely fair confrontation, probably because the opponent was a respectable person.

Bruce struggled to get up from the ground, Cyber's final punch made him feel like his teeth were about to loosen, half of his face was unconscious, his whole body was aching, his breathing was rapid, everything in front of him was a little twisted and shaky, and his face was equally covered in blood and stains.

After reinstating his dual identity as Bruce Wayne and Batman, he has never been so embarrassed.

He staggered forward, pulled out the long knife, and walked up to Cyber's eyes, looking at him condescendingly, with a knife in his hand,

Cyber's eyes rolled, glanced at him, and closed his eyes appointingly.

"Come, victor of faith, exercise your power. ”

"No"

Bruce threw the knife away from his hand, and he half-knelt on the ground and reached out to Cyber,

"Never enter the world of sin, whatever your purpose, Cyber, you will eventually be lost. ”

Cyber opened his eyes and looked at the outstretched left hand, and he sighed,

"Oh, ahem... It's this bitter drama again, don't try to move me, Bruce, I'm not one of those fools who will be moved, I admit, you won, so as a loser, in this city of yours, I will follow your rules, and I will only kill them when I think it is necessary..."

He stretched out his hand with difficulty, and shook it with Bruce's hand,

"It's a loser's promise, but I'm not going to be a loser forever, Bruce... You won't always be a winner. ”

"I don't care if I have one more opponent, by the way, thank you for saving Rachel, I almost just... Lost her. ”

"No thanks, she's also my friend, tsk, look at this hellish place, it's a mess, daddy will kill me... A billionaire wouldn't mind helping me make it look good, would he?"

“......”