A native of the United States

Chapter 120 Batman Is Bruce Wayne? !

Although there was a lot of applause in the banquet hall, most of the people who cheered excitedly for Bruce Wayne were lonely elites from all walks of life.

The strength of this group of people gathered together is actually nothing more than negligible.

And they exchanged opinions with gloomy eyes, and looked at Bruce Wayne's few people on the stage with a livid face. They are the real masters of the city of Gotham.

Those people are all famous families in Gotham, controlling huge energy and power.

"The old industrial city of Gotham is the most complex and dark place in the whole city, where dragons and snakes are mixed, and the forces and interests there are intertwined.

He wanted to gouged out the whole piece of bad meat in Gotham, and he was brave, but he might not be able to bear the price of this move. "

Catwoman frowned slightly, with a slightly ugly expression.

It can be said that Bruce Wayne noticed the root cause of Gotham, but what he did was wishful thinking, trying to uproot Gotham's underground forces in one go.

Not just underground forces...

"Gotham has long since lost its clear black and white, but a smear of dirty and mixed gray.

Bruce Wayne's plan is actually against the whole of Gotham. "

Ron chuckled.

The water here is too deep, and when it comes to interests, it involves the entire upper layer of Gotham.

"He's too reckless and impulsive." She commented regretfully, she was not optimistic about the progress of this plan, and even doubted whether Bruce Wayne could survive the big waves he set off.

"He's not reckless, it's just that his emotions have accumulated for too long."

Looking at Batman on the stage with deep eyes and no fear, looking around the audience, he said slowly.

Bruce Wayne looked at the audience with a confident smile on his face, quietly observing who was showing obvious hostility towards him.

He didn't know how much power and hostility this plan could provoke, but no matter what the situation, he was prepared.

No matter what the cost, he will do it.

Even if the whole of Gotham is rolling towards him, Batman will not be a little bit afraid.

He is suppressing the darkness and anger surging in his heart every day, so that he will not lose control and devour others.

He has endured it for too long, and he is ready to fight everything, as long as it can dispel the darkness of Gotham.

"But...he may not be in trouble."

Catwoman didn't know what to think, and her voice changed again.

"Why?" Ron asked with interest.

"The upper class of them has their own rules, and they won't easily die forever."

She glanced at the people in the banquet hall with disdain, and said.

No matter how much wealth and power there is, it can be taken away with a single bullet, but Gotham's top management has its own rules and will not use this method unless it is absolutely necessary.

Once some rules are broken, it will be a total collapse.

Today, if you touch my interests, I will ask the gunmen to kill you. Tomorrow, others will follow suit. This method will kill you a lot, and the so-called famous nobles will no longer appear so powerful and superior.

Who would be afraid of people who can be killed by a group of gangsters, and how can they shock the forces and gangsters under them.

"So, the group of guys at the banquet will definitely sit down and talk to Bruce Wayne first, and if they can't persuade him, they will at most stop his plan."

"not necessarily……"

Hearing Catwoman's guess, he shook his head slightly, turned and walked out.

Batman has seen it with his own eyes, knows what will happen next in Gotham, and there is no point in staying.

"not necessarily?"

Catwoman didn't understand Ron's meaning, she followed gently, with a hint of provocation on Jumei's face, she asked confidently.

"A master from nowhere, does he know this city better than me?"

As a native of Gotham, she knows Gotham's darkness and operating rules very well.

"The huge darkness of this city, some of which you don't know anything about..."

Ron didn't look back.

What Catwoman said is based on the fact that Gotham's top management is afraid of each other.

What if they were always together?
"Have you ever heard of the Court of Owls?"

"The court of owls?"

Catwoman was taken aback, feeling a little familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere.

……

"Master, something happened!"

Late at night, when the banquet was over, Bruce Wayne, who had a pleasant conversation with everyone, returned to the back house, and the old butler Alfred walked up to him with a serious and disturbed look, as if something bad had happened.

"what's up?"

"Master, have you heard of the Court of Owls?"

"The court of owls?"

While untiing the collar that tightened his neck, Bruce Wayne, who drank a lot of wine but didn't feel drunk on his face, frowned, without panic, and asked after thinking about it.

"Alfred, why are you bringing this up?"

Alfred quickly led him to the manor's study.

On the expensive desk in the study, a line of hideous and terrifying handwriting was burning, like a devil's handwriting.

"Bruce Wayne, you have been sentenced to death by the court!"

A verdict was also a notice of murder, with a symbol of an owl's head below the handwriting.

"I thought the plan would be thwarted, but I didn't expect the thwart to come so quickly."

Seeing this threat, Bruce Wayne raised his brows, as if seeing someone simply greeted him, and smiled.

He kind of anticipated what would happen after the plan was released.

"This is not obstruction, they are going to kill you, young master." Alfred emphasized with worry on his old face.

"Beware of the Court of Owls, who are always watching your travels.

Peeping at Gotham City from the shadows, hiding in the attic with low walls..."

Bruce Wayne unhurriedly recited a weird nursery rhyme that had been circulated in Gotham at some point.

"Is the court of owls that this nursery rhyme says really exists?
Or is someone trying to use this name to act? "

His eyes were cold, and he murmured a guess in a low voice.

……

Huhu.

"I remember it being mentioned in a nursery rhyme."

On the road, a coupe was driving at high speed, and Catwoman was driving the car, wondering.

That nursery rhyme has no beginning and no end, and it has been circulating in Gotham for a long time. According to the content of the nursery rhyme, the Court of Owls seems to be a terrorist organization.

"Does the Court of Owls really exist?"

"Yes, it's not some nursery rhyme to scare children."

With the night wind blowing, Ron sat in the co-pilot, casually looking at the scenery outside, and said.

The Court of Owls, a dark and powerful secret society whose origins go back hundreds of years.Long before Gotham existed, the Court of Owls had established itself.

Since the colonial era, they have exerted their influence, consolidated power, expanded their influence, and ruthlessly eradicated dissidents.

The establishment of Gotham has their shadows. They later moved their base to Gotham, and their members have become famous families in Gotham. It can be said that the Court of Owls has been the secret ruler of Gotham all along.

"What Bruce Wayne wants to do has shaken the fundamental interests of the Court of Owls.

There's a big fight coming up in Gotham.

Bats vs owls..."

He said, chuckling.

"Bats vs owls?"

Catwoman is puzzled when she hears this, the owl must be the court of owls, but the bat means Bruce Wayne?

Why is Bruce Wayne a bat?

"Why do you say that?"

"What do you think of when you mention bats?" He glanced at her and asked slowly.

"Batman." She immediately thought of the famous Gotham's Underworld.

"Could it be... Batman is Bruce Wayne?!"

The catwoman driving the car was shocked by the news, the steering wheel tilted, and the car almost rolled over.

The night knight who likes to act chivalrously at night, has killed two kings of the underground, and made all the underground forces fear, is Bruce Wayne of the Wayne family, the richest man in Gotham?

"Wait, why does it suddenly feel like Batman isn't so great if he really is?"

She muttered to herself with a strange expression.

"not enough."

The car shook violently, but his expression didn't change, and he tapped on the door with his fingers.

"What's the point if things just go roughly as they were."

He's going to add fuel to the fire and make things more interesting.

"To change the fate of Batman... what would happen if Bruce Wayne was permanently exposed?"

However, it does not need to be specified.

"Batman, a native of Gotham, a white male around 25 to 30 years old, 1.8 to 1.9 meters tall, with a signature ass and chin.

Wearing a million-dollar battle suit, driving a tens of millions of dollars in batmobiles and bat motorcycles to fight crime in the city, and iterating new ones from time to time. "

Ron turned his head and asked Catwoman, and at the same time helped her confirm her guess in disguise.

"And these equipments can't be bought with money, unless there is an advanced military enterprise behind them, who can you think of?"

"B...Bruce Wayne?"

The corners of Catwoman's mouth twitched slightly, and she summed it up, as if Gotham could only find Bruce Wayne who fit these characteristics.

So he's really Batman?
The next day, Gotham Online.

An exactly the same question has caused a huge discussion!

"Batman is Bruce Wayne?!"

(End of this chapter)