That unforgettable night - Crime Alley

One night more than a decade ago, the richest family in Gotham City, Mr. Thomas Wayne, his wife Martha, and son Bruce Wayne came home from the movie "Zorro".

They are robbed while passing through an alley, and Mr. Wayne tries to convince the perpetrators, only to be brutally shot in front of Bruce Jr.

Since then, that small alley has been named "Crime Alley".

For many years, this unforgettable night has always been replayed in Batman's mind, and it is also the key to Bruce Wayne becoming Batman.

Bruce Wayne became Batman, and that night,

The key decisive factor was that a child in the alley that day witnessed his parents being killed!

Now the kid is back with the criminal, and it's like the night of twenty years ago.

That night, Joe Zill took control of life and death, and he killed Bruce's parents, and with the slightest movement of a finger, he could kill Bruce.

He bet the boy would wake up in his sleep every day.

"Tell me, how many people did you kill?" Batman approached Joe Zill and asked him quietly. "Remember, whispering will not be judged."

The man told Batman with a smug face.

"Forty, I killed forty people."

Bruce heard Joe Ziel's heart, and he slowly flew into the air, the man who had brought hurt and fear to his own world, leaving behind 7,200 pounds of flesh and bones, 120 pounds of brains, and 65 gallons of blood, and stealing the rest of other people's lives and the chances of those unborn children.

But what interested him most was two hundred and ninety pounds of flesh and bones, six pounds of brains, and twelve quarts of blood.

These were brutalized by Joe Ziel in the depths of this alley.

"Well, well, why?" Joe Zill asked, fearful.

"Because I'm Bruce Wayne!" The overflowing hatred poured out in an instant, full of the catharsis of rage.

"Nope! That's impossible! Joe Zill collapsed to the ground, and as a criminal, he thought of Batman's terrible reputation, and what terrible revenge he would receive for killing his parents, and Joe Ziel fell into deep despair.

He even wondered why he hadn't killed Bruce Wayne in the first place, so nothing would have happened, and he wouldn't have this situation now.

"The little boy has grown up!" Batman looked condescendingly at Joe Ziel, who was slumped on the ground.

"I should have killed you then!"

"You took away his parents in front of a child in cold blood, and your first reaction now is that you didn't kill the little boy in the first place, and you want to go back to that time to make up for the shot!"

"You just want me to blast you to pieces with a wave of energy!"

"But that would be too merciful!"

"I'm not in the mood to be merciful right now!"

In an instant, Joe Zill was back in his cell, and Bruce Wayne had other arrangements. Think about how much damage a soft whisper in a cell can do, and all mortals who are captured will say that Joe Ziel created Batman.

"Please, please, you can't!" They don't have the power to get revenge on Batman, let alone Bruce Wayne, but they can hurt Joe Ziel, and Joe Zill is terrified.

"Hahaha!" Batman shoved Joe Ziel. "Think about how these scumbags like you will take revenge on you, and how will the long-suppressed anger be vented?"

If the devil's whisper, every word made Joe Ziel's heart tremble.

"I guess you'll be fine for quite some time."

Jozier was terrified, and he struggled for his life, shouting loudly. But Bruce pulled him to his side.

"Forget everything we said, you never know who the bat is? Never know. ”

Batman vanished, leaving Joe Ziel crying bitterly on the icy ground.

"What are you crying about? Joe Ziel. Why are you on the floor? At this time, his roommate was ignorant of everything that had happened, and had no idea what the scoundrel had done.

"I'm fine, I'm just feeling a little tired!"

Batman didn't have time, he felt a huge carnage going on, the chair didn't prompt him, but he just felt it, it was intuition, and after losing the chair, Batman's sharp intuition returned.

"Watch out for the Owl Court, which keeps an eye on your travels. A peek out into Gotham City from the shadows, hidden in a low-walled attic. He was with him at home, and he was also present in bed. Don't mention his name, and the claws will find your head. ”

Blood flowed out like a stream from behind the door, corpses piled up in a heap, well-dressed gentlemen, charming noblewomen, oh, whichever one of them died, there was going to be an earthquake in Gotham City, but now they were all dead, like beggars on the streets.

Before they died, they found out that in the face of death they were no different from ordinary people, the so-called power, fame and fortune, everything became nothing.

"You're late." El sat in the chair's seat and shook his glass lightly, a corpse at his feet, with the same face as Bruce Wayne. "Joe Zill is just a knife, you don't know who is behind it, right?"

"So you killed them?" Batman's heart doesn't know whether to be angry or sad.

"Yes, I will remove all the hazards, I know what you are worried about, but I never care, I will remove all threats, your enemies are too dangerous, I will not allow them to continue to exist."

"I'll stop you!" Batman looked into El's eyes and said firmly.

"You can't stop me! Because I'm faster than you, and always one step ahead of you! El smiled, looking eerie in a bloody place full of carnage.

"Not good!" Batman realized something.

"Are you okay?" The chains bind the Morbius Chair like a viper, and at the same time bind Batman.

"Bingou, how about it, the upgraded version of the Heavenly Lock, with the concept of the Infinity Stones attached to it, the perfect bondage, can you escape with the new mastery of the Mobius Chair?" El laughed.

"So, my father, your biggest mistake is that the Möbius chair should be an observer and not a knight, and Mitron does this better than you."

"Your men won't necessarily be able to kill the clowns?" Batman knows the Joker's madness, and he looks at El, hoping to find a little hesitation in it.