"My son and daughter. This is Mel, he was born not long ago, he is still a baby less than a day old. This is Annie, you held her in your arms when you were a little girl."
Of course, Zuo Si couldn't be unaware of what was going on in the mind of this old bat, but he still gave a brief introduction as if he was chatting with someone.
Because in his opinion, who is more suitable than Bruce Wayne to explain the grand proposition of "the meaning of life"? As the son of Gotham, Bruce Wayne has an enviable family, wealth and fame accumulated over generations.
His family's history can even be traced back to the founding of this city, and it has unimaginable influence in both politics and business.
To put it bluntly, in Gotham, even the words of the President of the United States may not be as effective as those of the Wayne family.
Under normal circumstances, Bruce Wayne's starting point is already the end point that others will never be able to reach in their entire lives.
What is even more enviable is that he has a nearly perfect family, they love each other and they also love their parents.
Normally, a child of destiny like this who is born with a silver spoon in his mouth should have a smooth journey in life.
Even if he encounters any small problems or troubles, he can easily solve them with his "money power" and huge family network, and then his son will inherit everything from the Wayne family and become one of the most influential people in this country and even on the entire earth.
But fate played a bad joke on him.
Accompanied by two gunshots, the Wayne couple suddenly fell in a pool of blood and died so easily.
Although the law guarantees Bruce's right to inherit the Wayne family's vast fortune, the senior management of the company, who have their own ulterior motives, obviously will not obey the orders of a little child.
So for a long time, the Wayne Group was actually in an uncontrolled state, and was even infiltrated to form an unknown interest group.
These people did not take the underage heir of the Wayne family seriously at all. They used their power and position to make a fortune and did all kinds of crazy things for their own benefit.
But Bruce and his butler Alfred could do nothing but watch silently as the greedy jackals unscrupulously eroded the Wayne family's businesses and properties.
There was even a time when the entire group almost broke away from the Wayne family and became completely independent.
It was this experience of falling from heaven to hell that shaped Bruce's suspicious, distrustful character.
As a young boy, he once hoped that the law could bring him the justice he deserved, but Gotham City's judicial system, which was rife with corruption and money-for-power transactions, soon disappointed him.
In order to track down the murderer who killed his parents, to take back control of the family business and prevent it from doing evil again, and to cleanse this sinful city, he resolutely gave up his identity as a favored child of heaven and began to wander around the world, learning various fighting skills in preparation for becoming the terror of criminals.
After that, he returned from his studies and started to act as Batman, deterring gangs and crime by fighting violence with violence. Getting injured was a common occurrence for him, and he almost lost his life several times.
This is why few people think of Batman as Bruce Wayne.
Who would have thought that a billionaire, top rich man, his to the Wayne family with connections in both the political and business circles, would not sleep with a celebrity in the middle of the night but instead go out on the street and risk his life to be a vigilante.
This is as incredible as the capitalists revolutionizing themselves.
What's even more interesting is that Bruce himself has begun to no longer believe in and abide by the law, but he still expects others to abide by the law.
When someone tried to follow his example and fight violence with violence to uphold justice, he would often beat them up and hand them over to the police to go to jail.
This contradiction is as interesting as his double life.
The most important thing is that after so many years of repeated fights with criminals, lunatics and psychopaths, he has actually become a member of the special ecological environment of Gotham City.
Yes, the famous Batman failed to change Gotham, but instead integrated himself into it.
But even so, Bruce still had no intention of giving up, and he still diligently patrolled every night and performed his duties.
Even though he knew that his hope of changing Gotham City was gone.
So Zuo Si has always been curious about what is the persistence that has supported Batman to live to this day.
But what he was sure of was that using Bruce and the entire Gotham City as observation samples would surely satisfy his youngest son's curiosity about the meaning of life and make him understand that although death was the final destination of all mortals, it did not mean that those short decades of life had no value.
Quite the opposite!
That complex life experience is the key to shaping one's soul after death.
"Son? Daughter? Wait! Is this girl the little baby you brought here? She has grown this big in just a few years?"
Bruce Wayne stared with wide eyes at little Annie, who had grown into a graceful young girl, and his mouth under the mask subconsciously opened in an expression of disbelief.
Because compared to Mailer, who looks a bit weird and abstract and is obviously not a normal person, he has seen with his own eyes what little Annie looked like as a baby. That kind of fair and tender cute appearance that is full of curiosity about everything is no different from a human baby.
Of course, the premise is that we have to ignore the terrifying magical power possessed by the little guy.
"Yes, her growth depends on her own consciousness and psychological age. It has nothing to do with how long she was born."
Zuo Si reached out and touched his daughter's head, with the old father's signature smile appearing on his face.
"Hello."
Little Annie apparently still vaguely remembered the other person and modestly politely.
Bruce Wayne quickly forced a smile and responded, "Nice to see you again, beautiful Miss Anne."
I have to say, he looks a bit scary when he smiles with the bat mask on.
I guess if the criminals in Gotham City saw this scene, they would be so scared that they would pee their pants.
Because to these guys, there's nothing creepier in the world than an old bat's smile.
After a brief greeting, Bruce Wayne immediately asked, "What is your purpose for coming here this time? Don't tell me you're just wandering around Gotham to enjoy the scenery of this city."
Zuo Si shook his head slightly: "No, of course not. In fact, I want to ask you for a small favor."
"Oh? Is there something that even a great demon like you can't solve? Why do you need help from a small mortal like me?"
Bruce Wayne's tone was full of curiosity.
After all, when he fought against Doomsday, he witnessed with his own eyes the opponent's destructive power to destroy the world, and even completely restored the shattered moon out of thin air.
Faced with such power, even if he racked his brains, he couldn't find any countermeasures.
The only thing to be thankful for is that the demon with such powerful strength does not seem to have any intentions towards the earth and only treats it as a playground.
Zuo Si pointed to his youngest son and said, "I want him to follow you for a while so that you can teach him the meaning of life."
“The meaning of life?”
Bruce Wayne blinked in confusion, obviously puzzled by this overly abstract request.
What a joke! Although he is resourceful and has done some research in psychology, he has not touched on the field of philosophy.
Otherwise, I wouldn't often fall into fierce internal friction.
What's more, ever since Robin's tragic death, he has been very resistant to teaching young people.
“That’s right.
My son has represented the abstract concept of death since his birth.
So in his opinion, the final destination of all life should be death.
If that's the case, then why do mortals still struggle in pain?
Why not choose to embrace death directly to get relief? If you can't give a satisfactory explanation to this problem, he may become an executioner who spreads massacre and death everywhere.
Because in his opinion, he is helping mortals."
Zuo Si calmly said something that almost gave the old bat a heart attack.
As a smart man, Bruce Wayne certainly couldn't fail to hear the threat and intimidation contained in this sentence.
If he didn't teach them well, wouldn't the first to be sacrificed be the Earth and humanity? When he thought about the fate of billions of people around the world being handed over to him, he instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
"Why me?"
After a long silence, the old bat raised his head and asked in a hoarse voice.
Zuo Si replied meaningfully: "It's very simple. I believe you can give him a satisfactory answer. Because you are Bruce Wayne, the son of Gotham, and the last hope in adversity. No one understands the meaning of life better than you."
"Ha! So I have to thank you for your trust?"
The old bat was obviously so angry that he laughed, and he wanted to raise his fist and hit the other person in the face twice.
But the problem is that he doesn't dare! Because his fists may be a deterrent to those criminals, but for a demon god like Zuo Si, it is simply a joke.
What's more, he couldn't afford the other party's revenge out of anger.
"You're welcome. You deserve it. Besides, I came all the way here. As a top-class rich man, don't you want to show some hospitality?"
Zuo Si simply ignored the anger and frustration revealed in the master's eyes, and planned to visit Wayne Manor as if nothing had happened.
"Ah—come with me."
Bruce sighed helplessly, summoned the Batplane with the remote control, and then led the three of them straight across the charming night sky of Gotham City back to the Batcave.
About thirty-five minutes later, they appeared in the living room of Wayne Manor.
Alfred, the butler who had already received the news, called the high-end restaurant he ran and asked them to expedite the delivery of a table full of sumptuous dishes. He then stood at the door, posing in an English manner, and bowed with one hand on his chest.
"Welcome, the honorable Lord Soth. And you, the beautiful Miss Anna, and Master Maier."
"Long time no see, dear Alfred, you look well."
Zuo Si greeted him in a very familiar manner.
Since this was not his first time here, he looked very relaxed and casual. He just picked up a drink and started drinking it.
"Thanks to you, my health is very good now. I can occasionally come forward to help the master solve some small problems. It's like I'm back to my youth."
The butler rolled up his sleeves to show off his arm muscles.
As a retired soldier, he is not a traditional butler who only puts on airs.
If the other party is willing to reason with him, he will naturally treat him with courtesy.
But if someone doesn't want to reason, he knows a little bit about boxing and guns, so he can talk to the other party about physics.
After the death of the Waynes, the entire family was in turmoil. It was thanks to his protection that little Bruce, the fat piece of meat, was not swallowed up by those hungry wolves without leaving even a trace.
"Hahahaha! I think those poor fellows who were hit in the face by your fist would never believe in their dreams that they would be knocked to the ground by an old butler who looks so gentlemanly."
Zuo Si laughed and raised his cup to gesture.
"You are too kind."
Alfred lowered his head humbly and picked up a cup full of drink and handed it to little Anne.
Just when he was about to hand the second drink to Mail, he discovered that the young man had no mouth. He froze in place, not knowing whether to hand it over or take it back.
Zuo Si obviously noticed the shock in the old butler's eyes, and smiled to ease the shock, saying, "You don't need to go out of your way to entertain him. He doesn't need to eat or drink water."
"No? Then what does he eat?"
Alfred asked in a not very sure tone.
"I feed on the death of life."
Maier gave a straightforward answer.
It is not difficult to see from his several brief and direct speeches that he is very, very honest and almost never lies or cheats.
Maybe it's disdain, or maybe it's just human nature.
"I see..."
Alfred nodded thoughtfully, with a hint of fear in his eyes.
Because compared to Zuo Si and little Annie, who seem to be no different from humans on the surface, Mailer really seems a little too weird.
Whether it's his looks, appearance, or the creepy food.
Just when the old butler was about to say something to smooth things over, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside, followed by a familiar voice appearing at the door of the living room.
"Owner!"
Sun Knight Davian kneel on one knee and saluted Zuo Si.
Although he was wearing a white suit at the moment, he still exuded a mature and steady temperament as before.
"How have you been these past two years?"
Zuo Si asked without raising his head while tasting the delicacies on the table.
Davian slowly stood up and responded in a very relaxed tone: "Not bad. Except that I'm a little bored with nothing to do."
"Bored? Didn't Bruce assign you any tasks? This doesn't seem like his way of making the best use of things."
Zuo Si turned around and glanced at the master who had taken off his armor and mask.
The latter rolled his eyes in annoyance and said, "Don't make me sound like a devil. Besides, Davian doesn't hold back when he strikes, and he can easily evaporate people. How dare I let him do it?"
"What about the other you?"
Zuo Si continued to ask questions with great interest.
"He went to Metropolis. You know, after the loss of Superman, the law and order situation there began to deteriorate dramatically. Various gangs and secret societies have sprung up like mushrooms after rain, and now they are showing a trend of overflowing."
When this matter was mentioned, pain and guilt appeared on Bruce Wayne's face.
As the saying goes, you don't know how to cherish something until you lose it.
When he was instigated by Lex Luthor to kill this God on Earth, he had no idea what Superman meant to Metropolis.
But now with the death of Superman, various crises began to erupt one after another.
Especially the vampire queen Badi, who has now completely controlled the metropolis by transforming those wealthy people and high-ranking officials into descendants, becoming the mastermind hiding in the dark and controlling everything.
Superman's beloved girlfriend Lois Lane has become a plaything in her hands and is now sinking into all kinds of forbidden pleasures.
Bruce Wayne was forced into a corner and had to send another version of himself to try to prevent the situation from getting worse.
But unfortunately, Bruce the Bat will not really change all this. Instead, he pretends to be trying his best, but in fact he is in cahoots with Badi and continuously sends sinful souls back to the ninth level of Baator Hell.
"It sounds like the situation here is a bit bad?"
Zuo Si was obviously asking the question even though he knew the answer.
As the writer and director of the entire script, how could he not know the situation here?
Not to mention the omnipresent New Phyrexian spies, Davian and Badi alone are constantly reporting on their progress.
In addition, there is a Reverse Flash who travels between different timelines and often gives tips.
Bruce Wayne smiled bitterly and said, "It's more than bad.
Remember Lex Luthor? According to him, Darkseid has set his sights on Earth and it won't be long before he takes action.
In order to prepare for this day, I have been running around in the past few years, trying to attract more talented people to join. "
"So what are the results?"
Zuo Si then asked.
Calculating the time, it should be almost the day when the Mother Box awakens, Steppenwolf arrives, and the Justice League is formed.
"It's okay. We already have me and my alter ego, Davian, the Flash Barry Allen, Aquaman Arthur Curry, and Wonder Woman Diana."
Bruce Wayne listed several founding members of the Justice League in one breath.
Obviously, due to the butterfly effect brought about by Zuo Si, his time and efficiency in recruiting companions were much advanced.
After all, with the powerful Sun Knight Davidian here, many people who would only join when a crisis comes have joined in advance.
"Now you can add me."
Meier suddenly pointed a finger at his nose.
"you?"
Bruce Wayne was visibly stunned.
Because in his opinion, the son of the great demon god was definitely extremely dangerous, and he was lucky that he didn't cause trouble for himself.
Maier nodded slightly and replied: "As long as you can help me figure out the meaning of life for mortals, I will help you deal with the enemy. It's a fair deal, isn't it?"
"Uh-is this okay?"
Bruce Wayne glanced at Zuo Si subconsciously.
The latter shrugged nonchalantly: "Don't look at me, this is your business, as long as both of you agree then there's no problem, in principle I won't interfere."
Hearing this answer, the old bat's eyes suddenly lit up slightly, and he immediately asked impatiently: "What can you do? I mean, do you have any incredible abilities?"
Maier tilted his head and thought for a moment before answering, "I can kill everything, including time, space, and everything you think cannot be killed."
"Wh…what?!"
Bruce Wayne was obviously frightened, his face full of shock and disbelief.
Because if these are all true, it means that he has obtained a powerful trump card that can turn the tide at a critical moment, or even solve the problem of the terrible dark lord once and for all.
"I can kill everything. Because I am the embodiment of the abstract concept of death, and I am also the holder of this authority."
Having said that, in order to make the other party understand his ability, Maile raised his hand and killed a small space just a few steps away from him.
In the blink of an eye!
The area of about one cubic meter lost its color and became bleak.
“This is incredible!”
Bruce Wayne immediately took out the detector he carried with him to scan the bleak space, and the result surprised him.
In this space, there is no air or other matter, only a piece of elementary particles that appear to be absolutely still, and the detector is never seen before.
Yes, absolute stillness.
Theoretically, such a result is only possible under conditions of absolute zero.
If this probe was not removed from the armor given to him by Zuo Si, with the current level of technology on Earth, it would not even be possible to observe the true situation in the area.
It felt as if all these particles were killed by some unspeakable force.
But what's even more strange is that everything outside this space area is extremely normal.
Bruce Wayne and Alfred realized for the first time how terrifying this boy with no mouth and a slightly abstract appearance was. He could even kill something as abstract as space. What else could he not kill? "I suggest you use Mel's power with caution. Because once he kills something, it is irreversible. I think with your IQ, you should be able to understand what this means."
Zuo Si stared at the dead space and issued a solemn warning.
Because this was also the first time he saw the ability of his youngest son, and it also confirmed that Mailer was the most terrifying and dangerous of all his offspring, without a doubt.
Although little Annie's chaos magic and the Dark Prince's erasure were also quite terrifying, they were still a little inferior to this abstract concept of death.
If Maier is given enough room to grow, he can even kill beings like the Chaos God of the Warhammer Universe from the root.
Perhaps new evil gods will be born in the pain and despair of mortals, but once the original ones are killed, they are truly dead and there is absolutely no way they can be resurrected again.
"Please rest assured, I will be careful even if you don't tell me. After all, this is the hometown and the only home for us humans on Earth."
Bruce Wayne's tone was more serious and cautious than ever before.
Kill everything irreversibly! What a terrifying power that defies the heavens!
If possible, he hoped he would never have to use it.
"Father, can I stay with my brother?"
Little Annie suddenly asked.
"you?"
Zuo Si raised his eyebrows and stared at his daughter with a scrutinizing look.
Of course he knew that this little thing obviously regarded Meier, the youngest brother, as a new toy.
Little Annie smiled and nodded: "That's right. I can protect him and prevent him from being cheated or bullied by others."
Hearing this, the corners of Bruce Wayne's mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably.
cheat?
Bully?
What a joke! Don’t you see how powerful your brother is?
Not to mention that there is Zuo Si, the great devil father behind him.
"What do you think?"
Although Zuo Si instinctively wanted to refuse, he still gave the choice to his youngest son.
Meier answered without hesitation: "Whatever, it makes no difference to me anyway."
"Great! It's settled then!"
Little Annie immediately climbed up the pole and finalized the matter.
"Okay, then you two should get along well. Remember not to quarrel or fight."
Zuo Si nodded in agreement.
"Wait! You're going to leave both your son and daughter to me? I have no experience taking care of children, especially the children of a great demon like you."
Bruce Wayne was glad to not want to take on this big trouble.
After all, one Mel was enough of a headache for him, and adding a lawless little Annie would be too much.
Unfortunately, Zuo Si didn't even give him a chance to bargain and directly activated the Planeswalker Spark and ran away.
Seeing Zuo Si disappear in the blink of an eye, the master immediately held his forehead with a painful expression, and then stared at his old butler with a pleading look.
Alfred sighed slightly and said, "Please rest assured, I will try my best to take good care of Miss Anne and Master Maier."
"Thanks a lot."
Bruce Wayne gave him an apologetic look, then hurriedly ate something and went upstairs to his room to catch up on some sleep.
After all, he had been patrolling Gotham City all night, physically mingling with those criminals. If he didn't get enough rest and sleep, he would die suddenly in a few days.
After watching his master disappear at the end of the stairs, Alfred bowed politely and said with a smile, "Excuse me, is there anything you two need? Please let me know! I promise to do my best to satisfy you."
"Is there anything fun here?"
Little Annie picked up a plate full of ice cream dessert and stuffed it into her mouth while asking excitedly.
Since she had lived in modern metropolises in other time and space, she had already adapted to this environment, so the first thing she wanted to do was go out and find some fun.
"There are many interesting places in Gotham. If you like, I can arrange yacht parties, private jets, and top suites in the fanciest hotels, resorts, and casinos in no time."
Alfred immediately suggested some forms of entertainment that he considered to be more classy.
As for the rules that adults cannot drink, smoke, or gamble, he selectively ignored them.
After all, he is not serving underage humans now, but two non-humans with powerful supernatural powers, and his father is an absolute great demon.
For such a super creature, alcohol, tobacco, and narcotic drugs can never cause any harm or impact.
But little Annie waved the cream-covered spoon in her hand and refused, "No, I'm tired of this kind of entertainment. I heard from my father that there are many big and small gangs in this city, right? Why don't we play a gangster adventure?"
"Black... Gangster Adventure?!"
Even though Alfred had seen many big scenes, he was still shocked by this request.
Although under Batman's constant attacks, Gotham City's underworld is no longer as omnipotent as it was in the early years. Even the appointment of the mayor and the police chief is decided by them.
Many big bosses of old families were sent to prison, and some gangs perished in internal strife and fighting.
But as the saying goes, if the government does not fill the power vacuum at the grassroots level, all kinds of gang organizations will naturally emerge.
This is determined by the power structure and cannot be changed by human will.
The most important reason why the Mafia, gangs, various guilds and unions are prevalent in the United States is that the government has not filled the grassroots power.
So although the old gangs disappeared, new gangs soon rose again.
As a result, Batman's plan to transform Gotham City fell into a vicious circle.
No matter how many gang bosses and their minions he puts in jail, new gangs will soon emerge in the streets, just like weeds that cannot be burned out by wildfires and will grow again in the spring breeze.
As his master's right-hand man, Alfred is well aware of the number and influence of gangs in Gotham City.
Although he didn't think that "primitive" weapons such as guns and bombs could cause any harm to the two sons of the devil, he also didn't want to see any major chaos in Gotham City.
Just as the old butler was thinking about how to change the subject, Davian suddenly stood up and said, "Leave it to me. I'll take them for a walk around the street. I'm sure nothing serious will happen."
"You? Of course no problem!"
Alfre was stunned for a moment, then nodded happily and agreed.
You have to know that Sun Knight Davian is a notorious killer in Gotham City. When he first appeared, he created a large safe zone out of thin air with naked and undisguised killing. Until now, no one dares to act rashly there.
Its terrifying deterrent power can be seen from this.
If he took little Annie and Mel out on the street, it would be unlikely that they would encounter any ignorant thugs.
After all, for any gangster in Gotham, the first thing they do when recruiting new followers is to identify two photos.
One of them is obviously Batman, and the other one is naturally Davian.
Especially the latter, must be firmly recorded in mind.
If you offend the former, at most you will be beaten and thrown into jail, but if you offend the latter, the entire gang may be implicated and die collectively.
Just as Davian was strolling in the streets of Gotham City with his master's two children, in a private club far away in Metropolis, the vampire queen Bardeen was hugging and cuddling with Lois Lane naked.
That erotic scene is definitely enough to make any normal male's blood boil.
But unfortunately, there was no man in this secret room, or there was no third party present.
Because of this, the two of them were so immersed in the game that they didn't notice that someone had just passed through the wall and appeared on a chair not far away.
fortunately!
The vampire queen Badi's perception was sharp enough that she noticed the familiar figure after a few seconds. She quickly cast a sleeping spell to put Louis Lane into a deep sleep that could not be easily awakened.
After she finished all this, she stood up and put on a translucent gauze nightgown, then knelt on the ground in a very humble manner and greeted, "Master, when did you come?"
"Just now. How about it, I didn't disturb your fun, did I?"
Zuo Si glanced at the female reporter on the bed whose skin was slightly red due to excitement and agitation.
I have to say that Lois Lane has a pretty good figure and the unique temperament of an independent woman. No wonder she can make Superman so obsessed with her.
But now, this energetic female reporter has lost her former pride and has completely become a slave to desire.
Not only is he addicted to sexual stimulation all day long, but the skin on his arms and neck is also densely covered with needle holes of various sizes, and his arms, thighs, back, chest, and lower abdomen are all covered with large tattoos.
Needless to say, a large amount of anesthetic and hallucinogenic drugs have become an indispensable part of her daily life.
At this point, even if Superman were to be resurrected, it would be impossible to pull him out of the abyss.
On the contrary, she can drag Superman directly from being a god on earth with perfect morals into the abyss and stain him black.
Vampire Queen Badi smiled and responded, "How could that be? Everything is done according to your orders."
"Well done. I can't wait to see Superman's reaction when he sees his lover's current appearance after being resurrected. I believe it will be very, very interesting."
A creepy evil light flashed in Zuo Si's eyes.
Because of the evil heart that has already been condensed, such behavior of dragging originally kind and noble people into evil will inevitably gain huge power feedback.
Especially since Superman is one of the undisputed protagonists of this universe.
“Haha, not only are you looking forward to it, I am also looking forward to it.
Oh, by the way, I have some information about the Mother Box.
Not long ago, a secret experiment led by Silas Stone went out of control.
His son Victor is also missing.
If nothing unexpected happens, Cyborg has been born and is hiding somewhere unknown.
Maybe...
He has used his abilities to penetrate the entire network and discovered many secrets about you and me."
Badi expressed his guess carefully.
She was always extremely wary of Cyborg.
Because without spreading a large amount of spark oil and the power of New Phyrexia, it is not easy to defend against this omnipresent super-cyborg life form.
Secret societies centered in metropolitan areas are especially afraid of this kind of pervasive infiltration and surveillance.
Once humans realize that many wealthy people and high-ranking officials have been transformed into monsters that feed on human blood, it will inevitably trigger a series of chain reactions, even fierce resistance or even riots.
Coupled with the emergence of superheroes one after another, the whole thing will be very, very troublesome to deal with.
But Zuo Si waved his hand nonchalantly: "Don't worry, I have made arrangements for Cyborg.
He never had the chance to realize his full potential.
In contrast, I am very interested in the Mother Box.
After all, it is a technological creation that even Jinjitaxia is amazed by, and the technological value it contains is simply immeasurable."
"Do you need me to help you get that Mother Box?"
Badi raised his head and asked cautiously.
This was not a very difficult task for her.
I just didn't do it before in order to hide as much as possible and not expose myself.
Zuo Si shook his head slightly: "No, no need.
Because I want three mother boxes, not just one.
Let's wait until Steppenwolf snatches them from the Amazons and Atlanteans.
There's no rush anyway.
Also, remember to hide your descendants and secret societies in hidden places.
Only in this way can Superman fall into deep despair after his resurrection."
"clear!"
Badi nodded quickly to show that he understood.
But just when she raised her head to ask what she should do next, she suddenly found that her master had left.
…
On the other side, in a luxurious villa on an artificial island near Metropolitan Pier.
The Bat Demon was lying on a chair enjoying the service of a young and beautiful female model.
Although he is already very old, his angular muscles and handsome face that become more attractive with age can still attract many women to throw themselves at him.
What's more, he is also Bruce Wayne, who can get almost unlimited money from his other self, so naturally he will not treat himself badly in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation.
Just as this devil with considerable terrifying power was unscrupulously teasing and playing with the young female model beside him, he suddenly took off his sunglasses as if he sensed something, and then raised his finger to shoot out a silver light.
The next second...
The female model, who was originally busy with her work with her head down, immediately fell into a trance, then lost consciousness and slowly collapsed to the ground.
"It seems I came at a bad time, didn't I?"
Zuo Si came out from behind a tree and teased in a half-joking tone.
"Yes, it would have been better if you had come a few minutes later and waited for me to finish."
The Bat Demon had obviously long lost any sense of propriety and righteousness. He didn't even pull up his pants as he picked up the cup and took a deep sip from the straw, feeling the refreshing feeling of the iced drink flowing down his esophagus into his stomach.
"I heard that Bruce Wayne arranged for you to come to Metropolis to solve the increasingly worse crime situation here. Aren't you afraid of being discovered by him if you just slack off like this?"
Zuo Si walked straight to another recliner nearby, sat down and asked casually.
The Bat Demon sneered and explained, "Of course I'm not afraid. It's daytime now, and the bats can't move out until after dark. What's more, I'm acting in my true colors, it would be strange if he could tell."
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