Chapter 7 This is a deal that you cannot refuse

Lars El Gul, also known as the head of demons and the master of ninjas.

This man, who looks a little thin and has entered old age, is really more than 700 years old.

And what has allowed him to live from more than 700 years ago to the present is also the purpose of the White Night's Coming - the Pool of Lazarus.

This is a miraculous spring with the ability to "bring the dead back to life", which can heal all the wounds on the body, even if it is death, as long as it is not too long, it can still be resurrected.

Lars relied on the pool of Lazarus to live for countless years.

But it didn't come without a price, although regular contact with the pool gave him far more stamina, strength, speed, and physical strength than anyone else. However, it also drove Lars crazy.

Not just for Lars, anyone who uses Lazarus' Pool will eventually perish.

Even Talia once said that she was worried that one day, it would no longer be his father who would come out of the pool, but a demon, a monster.

From Lars's eerie green eyes, it was clear that Talia's worries were not unfounded.

"Boy, Bruce asked you to trade with me?" Lars said as he looked at the white night.

His voice sounded like it was coming from inside a bellows.

It sounds like the next time he uses the pool of Lazarus to "bring the dead back to life".

"Yes, a deal." Bai Ye said.

"Huh."

Lars sneered and said, "When did Bruce play this game too?" Or did he finally figure it out and decide to join us in our great cause? ”

The great cause of the League of Assassins was to destroy all of humanity, as Lars felt that humans were the pests of the world.

The second disease is not terrible, but the second disease that has lived for a long time and has executive and destructive power is very terrible.

Lars is such a dangerous and terrible middle two disease, and the Penguins are quite right about the League of Assassins.

"I want the spring of the pool of Lazarus." White Night looked at Lars and said.

When Lars heard this, he laughed: "Why, could it be that Bruce is seriously injured and can't recover." You bring him to me, and if he is willing to join us, I can keep the position of leader for him. ”

Lars admires Bruce Wayne as the Batman, and thinks of him as his successor.

And his beloved daughter also has a relationship with Bruce.

For Lars, it would have been nice if Brusken had joined the Assassin League.

It's a pity that so far, the two have been different from each other, and Lars is unwilling to kill Bruce because of his talent and daughter.

Batman also because of his principle of not killing people, there is no way to completely solve the huge trouble of Lars.

The two have killed each other passionately until now, and no one has ever been killed, but innocent people have been killed and injured.

The residents of Gotham City have a set of life-saving guidelines if they want to live well.

For example, when White Night first time, everyone's reaction when they saw the Batman logo in the night sky is a real feedback from years of blood and tears.

Lars was undoubtedly quite happy now, because he saw that Bruce Wayne was bowing to him, whether he meant it or not, once the ceremony of joining began, there was no room for Bruce to choose.

"Your father really seems to have Alzheimer's." White Night looked at Talia with sympathetic eyes.

Talia didn't speak, but the expression on her face was "egg pain".

Of course, she knows that even if it is not Alzheimer's, she is constantly sliding towards the abyss of madness.

But is this something that you can say casually as an outsider?

Talia's gaze swept around White Night, as if looking for a place to go under the knife.

White Night ignored Talia's gaze and took a few steps forward, and suddenly there was a sound of sharp blades unsheathed in the darkness, but after Lars raised his hand, no dangerous assassin appeared to stop White Night's steps.

Just kidding, even if Lars is in a relatively weak state now, how can he be afraid of Bai Ye, a powerless little ghost?

"Probably because I didn't know what I just said." White Night walked up to Lars, "Then I'll repeat, it's me, I want to make a deal with you, I want the spring water of Lazarus' pool—" As he spoke, he got up from his bulging clothes and pulled out two empty bottles of mineral water.

"Fill these two bottles."

“……”

Absurd!

Including Lars, such an idea was born.

What is the pool of Lazarus, a "spring" that can give people eternal life! If it is not for the serious side effects, it is a priceless treasure, and even if it has side effects, it is also a treasure that many people rush to.

This kid in front of him wants the spring water of Lazarus' Pool with a gesture of walking to a roadside laughing shop to buy a drink?

That's not the case.

What exactly do these two bottles of mineral water mean? The label on it is not torn, isn't this the kind of bargain that can be bought for 2.5 cents on the market?

One of the bottles still had residue at the bottom that had not been drunk or poured.

Lars, and the Assassins, were shocked when they took out the two bottles of mineral water in the White Night—not shocked, but humiliated.

If it weren't for the power of the Staff of Power, Lars would have drawn his sword at this moment.

"Good." Lars squeezed out a voice from between his teeth that seemed to come from the Nine Hells, "Then what can you give?" ”

What does it take to get the water of the pool of Lazarus?

There is no one definitive answer to this.

Huge monetary wealth?

Money can make characters like Penguins tick, but for an old monster like Lars, it's just a number.

Besides, even if Lars offered a price, it would be impossible for Bai Ye to come up with that huge sky-high figure.

As for the rest - for Lars, what he wants most is to destroy humanity, preferably to subdue Batman and take him with him.

This is also impossible for Bai Ye to do.

So, White Night will give something else, something that Lars can't refuse.

Putting down the two bottles of mineral water, Bai Ye reached out and groped in his trouser pocket twice, and took out a five-cent coin: "This is it." ”

"Hahahaha."

When the anger reached its peak, Lars laughed out loud, his voice as sharp and piercing as that of a night owl, revealing boundless rage.

"Boy, you're the most courageous man you've ever met, even more courageous than Bruce."

Lars looked at the white night and said, "So, are you ready to die next?" ”

"Oh, so you're going to turn down the deal?" Bai Ye looked at Lars and said, without the slightest panic.

"Heh, of course."

As he spoke, Lars reached out and grasped a sharp blade behind his back.

"It's a pity."

Bai Ye laughed, "This deal, you can't afford to refuse!" ”

With his words, a black scepter appeared out of thin air between White Night and Lars.

Letting go of the umbrella in his hand, White Night grabbed the scepter and slapped it slightly towards the ground.

The bottom of the scepter touched the ground, and time and space seemed to "pause" at this moment, and the hideous look on Lars's face froze in this moment, and then became strange.

The scepter vanished, and White Night bent down slightly, grabbing the umbrella that had not yet fallen completely, back into his hand, and at the same time threw the coin in his other hand towards Lars.

Lars reached out and grabbed the coin in an instant.

"Father?"

Talia, who was not far away, took two steps forward in surprise, and stopped at the signal of Lars.

The moment the scepter appeared just now, no one saw it clearly, but vaguely felt that something seemed to have changed, but it was not clear.

Lars clutched the coin in his hand, almost crumpling it into a ball.

His emotions told him to draw his knife and cut the kid in front of him into eighteen pieces.

But his reason was telling him that the transaction had begun, that he had taken the other party's coin, that the transaction had to be valid, that it could not be violated, as if Lars himself were a man of his word, who followed the rules, and valued integrity above all else.

And behind this, Lars instinctively felt a great terror, vague, inexplicable.

It's like the feeling of ordinary people when they are faced with a vast, dark universe.

This feeling of confusion made Lars a little impatient to complete the deal, buying two two 500ml bottles of Larazalus's Pool spring water for five cents.

"You wait here."

Lars picked up two mineral water bottles on the ground and stood up.

The hidden Assassins were stunned by the sight of their great leader agreeing to a deal that seemed ridiculous?

It doesn't make sense at all!

However, no matter how unreasonable they may be, there is no way for these people to disobey Lars's will.

He was saying that in the League of Assassins was an absolute order.

It's like the "forced trading" ability that White Night wields.

Yes, the reason why Lars agreed to this deal was because Bai Qi launched a "trade invitation" to force a transaction on him.

Lars couldn't refuse.

From the very beginning, White Night had no intention of making a normal, ordinary deal with Lars.

White Night did not have any "things" in his hands that would make Lars' heart move and he would be willing to exchange the spring water of Lazarus' pool.

The easiest way to get your hands on this miraculous spring is to make a forced trade.

As for why you don't want more, it's because Bai Ye can only bring back that much, even if you want more, Bai Ye can't take it away.

Of course, White Night didn't think about making deals like deed of sale with Lars, making him his slave or something.

But after consulting with Black, White Night found that he couldn't do it at the moment.

It's not that the staff of power and wealth can't do it, but that the level of the white night itself is not enough, and if you want to maintain this kind of "long-term forced transaction", you need to consume a huge amount of wealth.

Therefore, Bai Ye can only retreat to the next best thing and get the biggest "wealth" he can get at present.

"The accumulation of primitive capital is really bloody and cruel."

Looking at Lars's body that seemed to be more old and rickety, Bai Ye sighed faintly.

Although what he did didn't really mean what he said, Bai Ye insisted that he had to sigh like this to be able to reflect the compulsion.

More forced than forced.

In life, how can you not pursue something?