Chapter 210 Loki: I Just Want to Save some Money for My Father's Retirement

"Yeah?"

Peter looked at him meaningfully, "You don't have to tighten yourself so much, Bruce."

At this time, the two of them were finishing their dinner and talking in the living room.

Azu and Clark had already gone upstairs to rest.

“This trip around the world has changed me a lot.”

Bruce paused and asked Peter: "Sir, aren't you curious about what I went through?"

"Hmm, if you'd like to share it with me."

"certainly."

A trace of nostalgia appeared on Bruce's face, "After completing high school, I chose to explore the world and pick up any knowledge that could meet my special needs along the way."

"I once traveled to the top universities in Europe and the Far East and accumulated countless points."

Bruce told Peter about his journey, "I learned a lot of fighting skills, practiced physical skills with senior teachers, and mastered most of them. In addition, I also participated in many major events with the world's top detectives, At that time, I understood the gap between textbook techniques and real practice.”

"Sir, I'm shocked. It's really difficult to apply what you've learned into practice!"

Peter nodded as he listened to the other person's story, "It sounds like you have experienced a lot of unforgettable things."

"Yeah, but I think it's all worth it, it makes me grow."

"Is that all?"

Peter moved his eyebrows and asked the other party.

According to what he knew, no matter which world the Batman was in, it seemed that he would go to places like the snow-capped mountains of China or the temples in India.

In the ravines of these places, there are always hidden hermit masters who must pass a lot of tests before they can successfully become disciples.

"actually"

Bruce hesitated and said to him: "I learned art in a snowy mountain."

"Snowy mountain?"

"Yes, there is an alliance there. Each of them is a person with superb martial arts skills. They use faith as a weapon and freedom as an anesthetic. They have recruited many people. I used to study with them there."

This was once a scene that Bruce didn't want to remember.

This organization called the League of Assassins left a deep psychological shadow on him.

The League once asked him to kill a criminal to prove his commitment to justice, but Bruce refused on the spot.

After recognizing the organization's ambitions, Bruce finally chose to leave.

"uh-huh."

Peter nodded as he listened to Bruce's story.

He knew that the other party should be talking about the League of Assassins.

The founder of the organization is ninja master Lars Al Ghul. Its basic tenet is "justice must be achieved by one's own hands." It is mainly dedicated to training assassins and warriors and carrying out so-called "cleaning plans" around the world. , destroying the "fallen" city.

He remembered that Bruce had a relationship with Thalia, the daughter of the ninja master, and had a son.

Shaking his head, he shook the gossip thoughts out of his mind and did not specifically ask about Bruce and Thalia's love story.

"According to what you said, this organization is not righteous, but more like a brainwashing organization in the name of 'faith' and 'freedom'."

Peter said to Bruce: "But it's over. Now that you've returned home, you don't have to be so nervous."

"No, I can't stop, sir."

Bruce let out a sigh of relief, "I always feel that the soul of my body is getting heavier and heavier."

He revealed his true thoughts to Peter.

He didn't even tell Alfred about these thoughts hidden in his heart.

"Although the time when my parents died is getting farther and farther away from me, my obsession with revenge seems to be getting deeper and deeper. But my enemy is already dead. No matter how powerful I am, I still have no way to recover."

He covered his forehead with his hand, "Really, sir, sometimes I even feel that my soul has collapsed long ago, and all that is left is just a dying body."

Peter was silent for a moment and said, "So you won't stop for a moment? Do you think only death will make you stop?"

"Yes, sir."

"I know what you're thinking Bruce."

Peter sighed, "You have such thoughts, not only because you hate the "dark evil" deeply, but also because you hate the "cowardly self" deeply. You live in boundless regret. middle."

"But, Bruce, you must learn to reconcile with yourself, otherwise you will always live in the pain of 'even death can't stop you'. This road will be difficult."

Bruce listened to Peter's words and nodded after a while, "This may be difficult, but I will try my best to complete it, sir."

Peter said no more, he stood up, patted Bruce on the shoulder and walked upstairs.

Watching Peter's leaving figure, Bruce's face was a little stunned, and then a wry smile appeared on his face.

Sure enough, no matter what he becomes, no matter how many changes he goes through, it seems that he can always see his heart.

After sitting on the sofa in a daze for a while, Bruce stood up and walked to his room.

After entering the room, he walked to the piano and pressed the keys softly a few times.

As the sound of the piano came out, the bookshelf on the side slowly moved to both sides.

Looking at the dark basement entrance, Bruce stepped into the basement.

It is not accurate to describe it as a basement. It would be more accurate to describe it as a large underground cave.

This used to be a secret place for the ancestors of the Wayne family to transport black slaves.

The whole wide cave has various infrastructure and lights.

In addition, there is a waterfall covering the entrance of the cave, and there is also an elevator inside, which can help him directly enter the study on the second floor.

After returning to Gotham, Bruce and the butler modified this place to use it as a secret base in the future.

Walking to the glass cabinet, looking at the Kevlar armor on the model mannequin, he sighed slightly.

He had worn this armor before and worked as a vigilante on the street for a few days.

Although he suffered a lot at the beginning, such as falling from the upstairs when he was picked by many people when cleaning up gangsters.

He fell on the fire ladder and almost broke his leg.

Picking up a dart he made on the table, Bruce's mood became quite complicated.

"Mr. is right, I choose to crush and tear up the sin with my fists. The fundamental reason is that I always live in regret."

At the same time.

"Knock! Knock!"

The door of Zu's room was knocked.

Going forward to open the door, A Zu looked at Loki in surprise.

"Loki?"

"Yes, it's me, your dear brother."

Loki looked enthusiastic, "I was afraid that you couldn't sleep, so I came to talk to you."

"I don't think I can't sleep."

A Zu frowned and looked at the other party.

He always felt that the other party had bad intentions.

Especially after the last black robe incident, his trust in Loki dropped to the lowest.

Although there was no evidence that Loki was the one who reported the secret, he intuitively thought that the other party did it.

"This is Gotham, the capital of crime."

Loki said to him seriously: "When I first came in, I was trembling with fear."

"If you don't talk about business, then get out, my time is limited."

A Zu said to him unceremoniously.

"You said a bad word!"

Loki looked shocked, "If Dad knows, you'll be scolded, John."

"Okay, what do you want to say?"

Zu puffed up his face and exhaled, looking towards the corridor, and after confirming that Peter was not here, he pulled him into the room.

"Don't threaten me with Dad again! Otherwise, I will let you know the consequences of provoking me."

Zu searched Loki's pockets and found no recording equipment or anything like that, then let him go.

"Really?"

Loki tightened his collar and looked at Zu with a confident expression, "What if Dad knew about your robbery today?"

"What?!"

Zu narrowed his eyes.

"I watched the news tonight. Gotham National Bank was robbed. Red Hood escaped after the robbery, and then..."

Loki paused and said to him: "They were robbed by the gangsters, and the money disappeared. The death of those red hoods was a bit special. It looked like something blew their heads off. In addition, you were not in the cafe during that time period."

"What do you want to say?"

Hearing Loki say this, Azu's heart was a little confused, but he still maintained his calm on the surface.

"What do you think will happen if I tell Dad about this?"

Loki continued to say to Azu: "I guess Dad will not be very happy."

Listening to Loki's threat, Azu's face kept changing.

Take a deep breath, pinch your waist with both hands, and squeeze out a bright fake smile on your face, "Hey, brother, you won't do that, right? We have always been good brothers."

Looking at Azu's face-changing skills, Loki was a little speechless.

Who did this guy learn this thick skin from?

How did he do it, switching back and forth between these two extremely contrasting emotions.

"I swear, this is my sincere words. In my opinion, Loki, you have always been my hero. You helped me a lot when I traveled through the world last time."

"Okay, stop!"

Loki was a little bit tired of being tricked by Azu. He coughed and said to Azu: "Don't worry, I won't tell Dad. Now we can work together."

"How do you cooperate? Do you want to share that money?"

Azu looked at him vigilantly.

"No, of course not, that's too little!"

Loki bewitched him: "Gotham is the capital of crime. There are many gangsters here, and they are protected by the black police, which makes them even more unscrupulous."

"I mean, we can rob them. Listen to their names - Penguin, Black Mask, how terrible these names are."

After hearing this, Azu looked at Loki with a shocked expression.

He didn't expect that the other party's ambition was even greater than his own!

"Don't look at me like that, I'm just saving some money for Dad."

Loki said that his purpose was just to save a pension for Peter.