I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 289 Harley, My Bat Eyes Have Locked On You

"Perhaps Betterman never thought of imitating anyone. He only hoped to make his city better through hard work."

Harry couldn't help but defend his old friend.

Bruce squinted at her, full of gratitude and emotion hidden in his small eyes: I haven't seen him for many years, and Harry still understands him so well!
"Harry, what you said is very substandard." Luthor waved his hand and said calmly: "If he is really capable, he can be like you and me.

We don't wear perverted tights, we don't wear capes, but don't we make the city a better place?

My Luthor Group has provided tens of thousands of jobs in the United States, and I have more than a dozen charitable foundations under my personal name.

I work hard on research and development, launch new products, and let people all over the world enjoy the convenience and beauty brought by technology. "

That's what Harry said to Bruce years ago, different words but the same meaning.

"There are some things that people like you and I will never be able to do, and everyone's talents are different. Maybe Batterman is suitable for Batterman?" Harry said.

"You know Batman?" Luther frowned.

"He's only debuted for a few days, who do I get to know? You seem to know Tearman?" Harry asked back with a smile.

Luther said lightly, "Why do you think so?"

Harry said: "Your previous criticism of superheroes was almost tailor-made for Superman.

In your eyes, it seems that there is only Superman.

Other superheroes are all chickens and dogs in your heart, because you regard Superman as the only standard for superheroes.

Anyone who compares with Superman has to be a chicken and a dog. "

"I don't know who Superman is, but I do pay close attention to him." Luthor lied flatly.

Then, he changed the subject again and said, "Harry, to be honest with you, I want Rich's brain wave quantization technology just to create a weapon that can deal with Superman and other 'non-humans'.

In order to protect everything that human beings have.

In order to prove that human beings can defeat the so-called gods on earth, you help me, and I will help you—I have some influence in Washington, maybe, you can become the next senator? "

Bruce's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "Is it a technology of quantization of spiritual power? I'm also very interested."

"What do you want to do?" Luther frowned.

"I heard that you were going to make weapons, and I immediately thought that I was also living on military orders from the Pentagon, so..." Bruce shrugged and smiled like a rich second generation.

Luther glanced back and forth between his and Harry's faces, nodded, said goodbye, and left without looking back.

It wasn't until Luther took his female secretary into the car and disappeared around the corner of the road that Bruce said cautiously, "Harry, what do you think of Batterman?"

"Stop pretending, I know it's you." Harry said lightly.

"You're mistaken. I just came back and I'm still getting used to the new Gotham. Besides, I'm not in the same shape as him." Bruce forced a smile.

"Inner heightening, shoulder pads, and a cloth belt around the lower abdomen are indeed very thoughtful.

It's a pity, your fleshy two chins are so distinctive.

And, why only blindfolded?

Most of the bottom half of the face is exposed, do you think I am blind? "Harry sneered.

"Okay, I'm Betterman, and thank you for choosing such a name for me, instead of calling me 'Batman', 'Black Man II', 'Night Owlman'."

These titles are the nicknames given to him by the Gotham news media.

Bruce sighed helplessly, and wondered again: "Why didn't others recognize it?"

"I also want to know why the people of Gotham are collectively blind? I'm even more curious, why did you decide to put on the cloak as soon as you came back?

From my personal point of view, Gotham has reached a harmonious balance at this time, and it is not a good thing to add Batterman as a variable. "Harry said seriously.

Bruce was silent for a long time, and said: "You only decorated the appearance of Gotham, but did not change its essence. There are still many evils visible to the naked eye, hidden under the brilliance of the surface."

"Like?" Harry asked.

"The Heibang family has not disappeared, on the contrary, it is more prosperous than before. The business run by the Heibang family has not stopped, and they have even intensified.

The Gotham government also failed to cleanse corruption, corruption and depravity. In just over half a month, I caught [-] officials who were in league with criminals.

They help smugglers smuggle, open up a special dock area for drug dealers... and many, many crimes.

When I'm Bruce, it's barely noticeable.

But Baiteman can see the darkness of Gotham in the dark corner. "Bruce said in a low voice.

"I never thought about eradicating evil completely, because it's impossible at all." Harry said lightly.

Bruce's eyes were sharp, "You haven't even tried, you're just ruling Gotham."

"Rule Gotham?" Harry smiled and waved his hands. "I'm not that free. Ever since I stepped down as mayor, I haven't cared about Gotham's political affairs, nor have I interfered in the affairs of the underworld."

Bruce frowned and said, "I'm talking about the four years you were mayor. At that time, you had the opportunity to transform Gotham and make it truly beautiful and rich."

"Those four years were the golden years of Gotham. The people of Gotham say so, and they will miss them even more in the future." Harley said with affirmative expression.

"I have faith in the people of Gotham, they will create a better future. Of course, I also think you can do better."

"No, I've already reaped enough benefits, and I'm very satisfied." Harry said.

Bruce was dumbfounded.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "I, have you been focusing on Gotham Cathedral in recent years? Even the company has been handed over to professional managers."

"Well, the president of the company is just a side job, I'm actually an exorcist nun.

Speaking of which, the two of us can be regarded as colleagues, you are a superhero in the mundane world, and I am also a famous chivalrous saint in the magic world! "Harry teased.

Bruce asked curiously: "Why do you spend so much time on exorcism? Now you are not short of money."

"When I do exorcisms, most of the time I don't charge money, or even give money back." Harry said.

"Any other benefits?"

"Heaven's merit is one, and the devil's heart is another benefit. In the end." Harry's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "I have an official position in heaven, do you know?"

"That heaven of God?"

"That's a good question. Deserves hell."

Bruce's expression was tangled, "I can't imagine that you, a godfather, a politician who uses power for personal gain, can have such a close relationship with heaven."

"It's unimaginable, you just think of Boss Jehovah as Falcone." Harry smiled lightly.

Bruce's expression was distorted, and his three views seemed to begin to crack, "Heaven is holy and noble, it shouldn't be a place to hide filth!"

Harry scowled, and said coldly: "In your heart, I am dirt?"

"No, Harry, that's not what I meant." Bruce waved his hands and explained with annoyance on his face, "In my heart, you have always been a great and good person, but"

Harley raised her hand to interrupt him, "To be honest with you, there is a more important reason for my exorcism.

You can get the 'Paradise Merit' besides meritorious service.

Just like an angel can be promoted by military merit in the battle with the devil.

I got a military position in the City of Silver long ago, and it is not empty to be in charge of a group of Holy Spirits in the City of Silver in the future. Tell me about the definition of a 'good man'
Hmph, don't even think about it, who has the final interpretation of a good person. "

She really didn't lie this time.

Angels certainly get promoted.

'Tongue of Fire' Uriel completes the task of 'The Son of God', and he can become the "Prime Minister Regent" of the City of Silver.

Harley is currently a third-class soldier at the border post. After completing about a thousand exorcisms, he can be promoted to a second-class soldier-it took two thousand merits and bought information from the Voice of Heaven.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this." Bruce sighed, and said seriously: "Besides reminiscing about the past, I have two things to do with you today.

First of all, I want to take back the management rights of the arsenal, as well as Wayne's docks, ports, warehouses and other criminal-related industries.

From now on, the Heibang family can no longer meddle in the military industry and logistics industry of the Wayne Group. "

Harley took a deep look at him, and sighed: "Old Kami told me a story about the black state defending Gotham during World War II.

The Heibang family guards the arsenal. Although they will guard and steal from themselves, they can also ensure that the arsenal will not be damaged or stolen by unknown forces.

It is not terrible that the arms flow out, but the terrible thing is that they are missing. "

"I will hire a more professional security company." Bruce gritted his teeth: "You can't even imagine the feeling of being attacked by my own weapons when I deal with drug dealers at my own pier."

"Security companies will never be able to match Heibang's advantage in obtaining information," said Harley.

"As long as you establish a sound defense system, you won't be afraid of thieves thinking about it," Bruce said.

"Have you thought about it all?" Harry finally confirmed.

"Harley, I don't expect every bullet produced by Wayne Military Industries to be used to defend our country, but for every additional crime caused by Wayne Weapons, I-"

"Okay!" Harry raised his hand to interrupt his affectionate speech, "Go and find Copperpot."

"What?" Bruce was at a loss, I said so much, you asked me to find Copperpot?
"Now I'm a chaebol, and I'm also a member of the state assembly, a proper Gotham high-ranking boss.

With lamb ribs, naturally, my previous 'lamb back', let Coppert inherit it.

To put it simply, everything that could not be washed in the industry before was sold to him at a discount. "Harry said.

"The arsenal is the property of the Wayne Group, and you also discounted it?" Bruce sullenly said.

"Since it's your property, why did you come to me?" Harry asked back.

"Lucius asked me to find you, I thought"

"He's right. Coppert wouldn't talk to you at all without my approval."

"And you said you didn't rule Gotham?" Bruce sighed helplessly, and said again: "Another thing, I heard Alfred talk about the 'Anti-Quinn Alliance' earlier, what is that?"

Without any concealment or evasion, Harley said directly: "The son of Sangong took the lead, and the remaining members of the Assassin Alliance came forward to integrate the forces that are hostile to me in the multiverse, and squeeze my living and development space economically and politically. .

If given the chance, they would immediately pounce on me and take my life away. "

"Multiverse?" Bruce's mouth twitched, "I thought it was the court of owls outside Gotham."

"Hehe, of course the Owl Court was involved, and Washington's attitude has already explained everything.

It's a pity that they hide so deeply that even the son of Sangong is not sure of their identities.

Not only owls, but I suspect even crusaders were among them. "Harry sneered.

"Who is the son of Sangong?" Bruce asked.

"The Devil of the Three Palaces, the demon king of hell who competes with Lucifer for the position of Satan. The sons of the Three Palaces are his two sons.

Originally, there were three sons of the Sangong. I killed the third child and disabled the second child. Both father and son hated me to the bone.

By the way, Sannomiya is also the big boss behind the League of Assassins. "Harry said.

Bruce's complexion changed slightly, "The Assassin's League believes in Sangong, are you sure?"

Harry glanced at him in surprise, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

After a moment of hesitation, Bruce confessed, "I was there when you raided the headquarters of the Shadow Warrior Alliance four years ago."

"You—" Harry was startled, "how did you survive?"

"There is a secret road leading to the mountainside hidden in the armory. I almost died in your hands without knowing it." Bruce smiled wryly.

"Is Master Ninja still alive?" Harley asked.

"I don't know. After that day, I went to XZ. However, the surviving shadow warriors really hated you to the bone. I didn't want to participate in their revenge, so I chose to leave."

"Why didn't you go to XZ immediately?"

Bruce sighed: "I went, my master Okada is a shadow warrior.

Similar to Ms. Shiva, in order to further improve her martial arts skills, Master Okada was recruited by Master Ninja.

Ninja masters have a very high status in the hearts of martial artists. "

"Lei Xiaogu has lived for hundreds of years. He is proficient in all martial arts in the world. It is normal for him to have a high status." Ha Li nodded, and asked again: "You continued to learn martial arts from Okada?"

"He's dead, scared to death by your fear gas." Bruce said numbly.

Harry had a strange expression, and asked tentatively, "Will you avenge your teacher?"

Bruce shook his head, "No matter who is killed as a shadow fighter, even my parents, I will not avenge them."

"Why?" Harwich asked.

"The Shadow Warrior is an organization of killers, and the killers are always killed. There is no justice and reason, so how can revenge?" Bruce said.

"I thought you insisted on the idea of ​​'don't kill, the murderer must go to jail'." Harry laughed.

"I did set a bottom line of not killing people, but it was my own." Bruce looked at her deeply, "If you commit a crime in Gotham, I will definitely arrest you."

Harry smiled and patted him on the shoulder, she almost missed it, and she patted his arm instead, "Bruce, you can't catch me no matter whether I have committed a crime or not.

Didn't you notice?
In the United States, except for impulsive crimes, few top dignitaries are imprisoned.

Because, we are Wang Fa.

The real target of American law has always been the destroyer of the existing order.

Unfortunately for you, and fortunately for me, six years later, I am already among the absolute beneficiaries of the existing order.

The law exists for us, and any of our 'normal' desires can be achieved through legal channels.

As for you, go to the streets to catch hooligans and robbers, and go to the docks to carry smugglers and drug dealers to death. Contribute to the harmonious Gotham under the rule of big capitalists.

Top dignitaries, you can't move a single one. "

"Let's wait and see." Bruce's eyes were sharp and his expression was firm.

(End of this chapter)