DC Tyrant

Clouds rumbled in the sky, and thunder flashed from time to time.

Underground alley.

The atmosphere was quiet and eerie.

The family still talked about the plot of "Zorro" with laughter and agreed on the next family gathering.

Bardi has been walking behind, not following them, not walking together, just going their own way.

It's the same road for now.

It was not until a sloppy homeless man appeared and shot and killed the father of the family with a pistol, Bardi didn't know what kind of scene he encountered.

"Bruce, run, run."

The mother protected the child behind her back, and there was still unbelievable fear in her expression.

'boom'

The homeless shot again.

Here, it is either shown in slow motion or more sad and atmospheric.

My mother fell down little by little, dying.

The child named Bruce cried out on the corpses of his father and mother, and burst into tears.

After killing two people, the homeless person panicked and ran over their bodies without stopping.

With a panicked look, he ran across Badi.

The two are different.

Panic and indifferent.

"Bruce Wayne."

Badi's eyes flickered slightly, and his right thumb rubbed the palm of his left hand, looking very calm.

Even if two people died, it was none of his business.

He was passing by.

Badi was calm and composed, and kept his footsteps. In this alley, there were only the painful voices of crying and the sound of Badi's step-by-step footsteps.

He didn't think about taking Batman for his own use, or from the look and feel, Batman hated Batman.

I hate this kind of catching in Gotham and putting it in Arkham, playing a crime game one after another, showing the identity of a hero.

How hard is it to kill someone?

Will you degrade yourself?

Afraid of becoming a clown-like character?

think too much.

To this earth of 7 billion people, you are not worth mentioning at all, only you are one thing.

His eyes glanced at Bruce's father and mother, without any impression.

"Dad... Mom... Please, help me."

Bruce was on the verge of despair, and when his heart was in great pain, he suddenly saw Badi pass by, helpless and not knowing what to do, in the case of tears and sobbing in pain, he subconsciously asked Badi for help.

Buddy took his eyes back from the corpses of Bruce's parents, and glanced at him coldly.

"No help."

Badi said coldly, and his footsteps passed by without stopping.

There is neither a fast walk like a scorpion, nor a deliberately joking play.

Just ordinary people passing by here.

You beg me for help.

I don't help.

It's that simple.

This simplicity is simply heart-wrenching.

There is nothing more human indifference than this.

But at the same time, why should I help?

Bruce was going through the most desperate and painful moment in his life. His parents were killed in front of him. The voices and faces of passersby passed by indifferently. At his age, he really didn't know what to do, helpless and painful.

He could only hold his parents' corpses tightly and cry loudly, which was extremely desperate for a ten-year-old child.

Cries and shouts of pain and despair were heard in the alley.

Bardi walked to the end of the alley, and when he was about to turn around, he suddenly stopped.

He turned his head to a narrow alley in the depths of darkness.

With super vision turned on, he saw a black figure in the dark.

He is dressed in tight black clothes, his whole body is sealed, and he wears sealed glasses, like a magnifier for repairing a clock in his eyes. The lenses are dark like an owl, and he wears a sharp knife and dagger in front of his chest and waist.

The whole person is like a hunting owl assassin, killer in the night.

"Court of Owls?"

Badi asked suspiciously, this costume is indeed a bit like the claws of the court of owls.

If it was the Court of Owls, then Bardi did know the cause of death of Bruce's parents, and it was no wonder that the claws of the Court of Owls were here.

This guy whose identity was broken by Badi suddenly became tense in his heart, his breath fluctuated violently, and he subconsciously stared at his prey like an owl, with a murderous aura ready to go.

Even if Badi knew his identity, then only by killing Badi and letting him disappear can he be considered to complete this task tonight.

It's not that he didn't think about why in the dark, the man in white has such good eyesight that he, who specializes in assassination, was discovered.

But everything can only be left behind, and the solution of the insider is what should be done.

He subconsciously charged like a leopard, ready to attack to kill.

Claws!

Court of Owls!

The Court of Owls is a mysterious organization that exists in Gotham City nursery rhymes, consisting of many famous families with a long history in Gotham City.

This organization, compared to Falcone's underworld boss, goes deeper into every inch of Gotham.

Nursery rhymes about the Court of Owls haven't disappeared since Gotham appeared in this land more than 400 years ago.

Watch out for the Court of Owls, who keep watch on your travels.

A peek at Gotham City from the shadows, hidden in a low-walled attic.

He is with him in the house, and in the bed and in the bed.

Don't mention his name, and the claws will find your head.

And the current head of the Wayne family, Bruce's parents, just died at the hands of the court of owls.

Apparently the Court of Owls wanted to remain hidden, but had to kill the head of the Wayne family.

Not only bought a homeless man, but also sent sharp claws to determine that the head of the Wayne family must die.

And the claws are the weapons of the court of owls, lurking in the dark corners, once the tramp does not kill the head of the Wayne family, he will come out.

The plan was very successful. One more passerby passed by, and he indifferently refused to help, comforting the Wayne family, the bright side of this city. This is simply mocking the light of Gotham City.

Of course, it's all over, it's a foregone conclusion.

Perhaps it would be better for the sharp claw to leave early. If he hadn't subconsciously let out a murderous aura like a cheetah, he wouldn't have ended up with meat sauce.

When the claws exude murderous aura.

As soon as Badi stepped, the ground cracked into a pit, and a huge sonic boom sounded at the end of the crime alley.

'boom'

The hem of his white windbreaker was raised high, and the whole person was like a cannonball, exploding a circle of white fog sound barrier, his body passed through the white fog sound barrier, and punched the famous claws.

The black figure of the sharp claws was stronger than a cannonball. When Badi punched him, a huge sonic boom exploded, blowing him up, hitting the wall more than ten meters behind him, and knocking out the front. A pit, a brick and stone are sinking down.

The claws had no way to react at all. The sternum was collapsed by a punch, and a shattering shock force spread from the chest to the whole body. The bones of the whole body were cracked and shattered. The head hangs down, the internal organs are blasted by the impact, and the brains are shaken.

He rotted into a pool of meat sauce and hung in the wall pit.

The loud sound of 'Boom' shook in an instant, leaking out the dust and debris in this alley, and a thunder exploded in the flat ground, which exploded and rang in Gotham, and Gotham panicked in an instant. .

Even Bruce, who was 100 meters away, felt his ears roar, and his head was mushy for a while. He was too sad and passed out in front of his parents' corpses.

Badi's face was indifferent, and he patted his fist lightly.

Before the claws attacked him, Bardi punched him into meat sauce.

Not any cat or dog, they are qualified to provoke themselves.