Bruce Wayne looked at El, who had always been indifferent, and suddenly thought of one of his old friends, Falcone, a real gangster godfather, a supervillain who was laid out according to his own code of conduct.

"Welcome!" Bruce Wayne replied.

El and Bruce Wayne smiled at each other, each with their own agendas, but with the least of friendliness.

With Bruce Wayne, El arrives at Wayne Manor, a gloomy, Gothic-style manor that always feels sad and depressed.

In fact, this feeling is not only possessed by Wayne Manor, the whole Gotham is so gloomy and dark.

"Chief, they went to Wayne Manor, are we?" In an apartment, Butterfly asks about Valita.

"No, let them get along first, and I'll take care of the rest." Valita, dressed in smart clothes, commanded the spirit butterfly.

"Let time tell my choice, father." Valita looked at an apartment not far from here and muttered in a low voice.

While at Wayne Manor, El also met the famous Alfred butler, an amiable old man.

"Hats off, Mr. Alfred." El bowed slightly to Alfred.

"Oh, that's so polite, Mr. El. I'm just a servant. Alfred saw El bowing and hurriedly returned the salute.

No, Alfred, I've seen you and Batman go through too many similar phases, 2016, 2012, 2008, 2005, 1997, 1995, 1992, 1989, and the weirdest of all, 1966.

El paid his respects to the old man who really raised Batman.

"The Wayne family is an amazing family!" El said with a sigh.

"No, we're just doing what we're supposed to do." Bruce Wayne said as he pulled out a bottle of red wine.

"Cellar from 1952, delicious." Bruce Wayne showed his playboy side.

"It's delicious, but I'm not here to drink, Mr. Batman." El smiled and said something that surprised Bruce Wayne.

"What are you talking about? Mr. El, Batman, he's not here. Bruce Wayne was surprised, but he remained calm. He didn't even shake his hand holding the bottle.

"There's no need to hide it, Alfred is also here, I have no ill will towards you, in fact, at the first glance of you, I already saw your identity." El sat on the couch and said slowly.

"Hey, Mr. El, I don't understand what you're talking about, but it's time for you to rest, you're a little confused."

"Bruce, bruce, bruce. I'm normal, I'm not tired at all, you may be smart, Batman's gear is very secretive, but I don't look at people by appearances, I see your soul, a soul full of darkness but lonely. ”

At Bruce's incredulous gaze, El's eyes turned scarlet.

"When I look at people, I always look directly at the soul."

Now El's eyes are full of banter, although he admires Batman very much, but he also doesn't like to be treated as a fool by others.

"Looks like I made a mistake." Bruce Wayne didn't hide his identity, but admitted it directly. In fact, El's actions were a wake-up call for him to pay no attention to the occult.

"I know you don't want to destroy Gotham, so you chose to kill Copote, kill Velen, and rid the city of cancer, but that's not right." Bruce Wayne sat across from Eyre.

"You have your way, I have my way. The League of Assassins asked me to wipe out the city, but I wouldn't do anything to innocent people, so I chose to cut out the lesions in the city. El raised his hand in a cut gesture.

"But it's the city that they're choosing to destroy, and they're going to make an example, actually. They know that even if they kill all the villains, the city will keep giving birth to new ones. Bruce Wayne told El everything he knew.

"Actually, I know, but I'll stop them, and if I can't stop them, I'll destroy them." El smiled.

"We can join forces." Bruce Wayne said.

"Nope." El shook his head. "No, Batman, you love this city, but I don't. I would remove the hopeless part of this patient and I didn't care if the patient would die because of it. But you care, don't you? That's where we disagree. ”

"Yes, I love Gotham and care about the city's pain. However, with the League of Assassins, we are part of a united front. ”

"I'll admit, Bruce, you're making me a little excited, but I'm not going to break my promise. I love my family and value their commitments as much as I do. El said, staring into Batman's eyes.

"Then you just let it go, El, I shouldn't have let you get involved in these things."

"Valita!"

El looked at his mother in disbelief, looking so incredulous.

"Actually, I've done my best to stop them, but I'm sorry......." Alfred had a katana around his neck.

"The trial has begun, I have investigated this organization, they are dangerous, I will not let you get hurt, I will put an end to everything."

"Finish off your grandfather?" A white-hooded figure appeared by the fireplace. "El, you are the best assassin I have ever met, you have excellent dark potential, and you will take my place as the leader of the assassins."

El looked at the group of people who suddenly appeared, "Oh my God, Valita, this is something I never knew, and you never said it. ”

"Actually, she has already told you that Stoke is my surname, and Jing is your grandmother's form, which is the surname of a very famous Assassin family, famous in both the East and the West."

At this time, Alfred saw the slightly chaotic situation in the field, but said to the spirit butterfly who held him hostage: "Miss, in fact, you don't have to threaten me with such trouble as an old man, and now you don't need it. ”

"The leader hasn't let me go yet." Spirit Butterfly gave Alfred a cold look.

"But I can talk, don't I?" asked Alfred.

"Whatever you want." Spirit Butterfly also realized that the current situation was somewhat unexpected.