Dick Grayson, oh no, Batman, is happily patrolling his territory.

Although Dick knew that this was wrong, he just couldn't suppress the smile on his lips, which was even more difficult to suppress than the gun he had to hold down when facing the beautiful young lady.

He killed a group of thugs in three strokes and five by two, and said in a deep voice: "Love Baxter slowly!" ”

God, no one knows what that feels like. This feeling is really refreshing, Dick is even thinking about whether he wants to fly solo, is it so cool to be Batman?

He drove around the city in a coquettish bat chariot.

"Hey, Baxman, die!" A passer-by suddenly picked up a gun and fired at his chariot, and the people around him screamed, but everyone quickly found cover.

Dick parked the car and got out of the car.

Step by step, he walked towards the passer-by, who was covered in dirt, his hair covered in oil, and his eyes were a black color of tiredness.

When he saw Batman walking towards him, he trembled, but he still gritted his teeth and scolded: "Die, you rotten person!" ”

"Why?" Grayson frowned and asked, "I don't think I've seen you?" ”

Passers-by were a little surprised, he never knew that Batman would pay attention to these things, Batman has always been a symbol, a legend, a story, a nightmare, but he has never been the person who lives in Gotham.

He was like a god, looking down on everyone, he was doing what he thought was right, he thought they could be saved by him, but he never spoke to them.

"You...... Is it really Batman? The passer-by was in a trance: "I never knew that Batman could also speak." ”

Digo pursed his lips and tried his best to pretend to be Batman, but he knew in his heart that he had screwed up.

The man never paid attention to other people's comments, he was just doing what he thought was right.

He won't ask anything, because there is only one answer.

becouse i am Batman！

Because he's Batman!

"Why?" The man laughed, and the wrinkles squeezed out by that smile seemed to be carved out of life, so that smile naturally carried the bitterness of this life, "Because you have done great things!" ”

"You took out a gang, you took out them, you gained fame, all the Gotham people will praise you, you are their hero!" His smile grew more exaggerated and more desolate: "But have you considered us? ”

"Have you considered whether we need your help?" The man said, "The gangs in our street were wiped out by you, so other gangs came and took over the place, my shop was robbed by them, and my wife was taken by them!" ”

"The original gang may not be a good thing, but at least they are their own people! If you want to do good, why don't you do it to the end? The police know that they have to maintain order after fighting crime, how can you not understand it? ”

Dick opened his mouth, it was a good thing he had done two days ago, but now he was suddenly speechless, and the guilt that welled up in his heart engulfed his body, and at the same time made his previous joy disappear.

"Hehehe, you're just enjoying the process of doing good, you've never thought about us, Batman." The man spat on him and turned away, leaving Batman standing quietly on the streets of Gotham.

For the first time, Dick Grayson realizes that Batman is not a glamorous identity, and that the pressure it represents is enough to crush anyone.

He didn't know how Bruce Wayne endured it, he couldn't imagine how strong that man's heart would be to not be overwhelmed by the darkness of Gotham, but now, Dick was almost overwhelmed by the darkness.

He felt that he should go there, late, but at least, he should have looked.

Dressed in a black tracksuit and a face mask, Carl fought with three thugs with knives, and it was clear from their fierce looks that they were not easy to mess with, but Carl easily defeated them.

"Not bad!" Ms. Siwa emerged from the darkness, "barely getting started." ”

With admiration in her eyes, Carl's talent was far beyond her expectations.

She thought that a person whose bones had been shaped and who had not polished the foundation since childhood was a learner, but Carl's talent was far beyond his expectations.

What she taught Carl was a martial art based on the ancient Chinese boxing method as the interior and modern martial arts as the outside, and Carl's entry was extremely fast, and the last one surprised her was another man.

That man's name was Bruce Wayne.

"Remarkable." Ms. Siwa complimented, "You're only one step behind the others. ”

"Martial arts, or martial arts, the most difficult thing is actually to perceive the strength, you need to know it first, before you can master it, the ultimate goal of all martial arts is to send out your own strength at 100% or even 200%, and among them, the most difficult step is to feel it, and you have already crossed this threshold."

Carl smiled, his own family knew his own affairs, it was really not how powerful he was, but the effect of the observer's eye, and his powerful perception allowed him to quickly control his body.

"You've also learned how to do it." Ms. Siwa nodded slightly: "At least you can use your strength, although it has not yet reached a higher level, but it is already very remarkable, and the martial arts masters among ordinary people are also at this level." ”

"Your talent is really good, I've never seen someone so talented."

Karl took it all, Ms. Siva's praise was praised, and the money was still received, and to some extent this was also counted in her teaching services.

"Okay, let's see how the higher level should fight ......"

Before Ms. Siva could finish speaking, a dark shadow descended from the sky, a cloak as wide as a bat's wings covering his body, revealing his ass jaw and the familiar mask of pointed ears.

Carl looked at this Batman with an indescribable weirdness in his heart.

Like, very similar, but there is always an inexplicable feeling that this product is not genuine.

Maybe this is the gift of supporting genuine copies all his life, and Carl is a little allergic to piracy.

"Who are you?" Dick looked at the two people in front of him, pretended to be a deep voice, and asked, "Are you gang members here?" ”

Ms. Siva and Karl looked at each other, and immediately felt insulted.

"You're not Batman, are you?" Carl suddenly asked: "You look like you have an innocent beauty, Batman that slut can't be so innocent, you are purer than Junichiro Beep." ”

"Who does he care?" Ms. Siwa suddenly said: "Let me teach you how to play the high-end game!" ”