American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

Chapter 365 Batman and the Joker
Gotham City.

Dark skyscrapers stand across the city, almost reaching the sky.

White mist rises in the black clouds, and the bright moon is hidden in the white mist, just like a beautiful person wearing a layer of white gauze.

Glory and evil coexist, this is Gotham City.

In a high-rise building in the center of the city, Bruce, dressed in a neat suit and smiling, exudes an elegant and aristocratic temperament that is enough to attract the attention of both men and women.

Not only his personal charm, but also the powerful strength of Wayne Group is also a reflection of Bruce's personal charm.

"Mr. Wayne." The old butler Jack also attended the banquet.

"Mr. Jack." Bruce said with a smile: "Thank you very much for the Luther Group's donation to the world's charity."

"This is Master Gino's wish." The old butler smiled and exchanged a few polite words with Bruce, then took out a small bottle from his suit pocket.

"And this is also a gift from Master Jinuo to you. He said it's a commemorative gift to celebrate your first anniversary of knowing each other."

As he spoke, Old Jack had a wry smile on his face. If he didn't know about the unclear relationship between Kino, Ms. Diana and Ms. Zatanna, he would really be a little worried that his young master liked men.

"A gift from Mr. Kino?" Bruce's expression remained unchanged. He smiled and took the gift box handed to him by Jack and opened it.

Then, a round black gemstone pendant was quietly placed in the gift box.

"This thing."

Bruce picked up the pendant. As both parties knew Kino's identity and the other party also knew his identity, he didn't think that Kino would give him a pendant for no reason. Could this be a sign?
Or some kind of hint?

For a moment, Bruce's mind was full of thoughts.

Even when Bruce greeted the next person, he was a little perfunctory.

There is no way. In Bruce's or Batman's heart, the most important person is Gino Luthor, followed by Clark Kent.

This doesn't mean that Bruce likes them. He doesn't like men, but the two's powerful strength has always been a huge mountain in Bruce's heart.

Even though we are teammates, it doesn't mean I don't doubt you.

This is the bat's skepticism, always assuming the greatest malice toward a person and making all the plans.

But what Batman has been keeping in his heart and not telling anyone is that he secretly used the kryptonite scattered around the world to create a large number of weapons against Superman.

Kryptonite spears, kryptonite bullets, kryptonite armor.

But these things can be guaranteed to be 100% useful to Clark Batman, but for Keno, Batman cannot guarantee it.

After all, the opponent's abilities are the same as those of the Kryptonians, but the only difference happens to be what makes Batman most helpless: Kino doesn't seem to be afraid of kryptonite. Even though he can fly and shoot red beams from his eyes, the opponent is not afraid of kryptonite.

It was just a pendant, but Bruce held it in his hand until the end of the banquet, when his butler, Alfu, came to Bruce with a smile on his face.

"Master, the banquet is over, you should rest."

Ah Fu glanced at his master, his eyes fixed on the necklace in Bruce's hand, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's an interesting transparent necklace."

Bruce：???

A clear necklace?

He lowered his head and looked at the transparent and smooth necklace in his hand.

"No, when I saw this necklace before, it was still black!"

Bruce was filled with doubts.

"Maybe you were too tired and saw it wrong?"

"No, Ah Fu, this is about Gino Luther. We can't be careless about anything."

I secretly made up my mind to give the necklace a comprehensive and detailed inspection when I return to the Bat Cave. Then I will pay some money to let Constantine, that scumbag, test whether the necklace has any magical curse or something like that.

As I was thinking this, the phone in my pocket suddenly rang.

"Dududu~"

This phone has Bruce's private number, which most people don't have.

The person who can get through to this number also means that he knows me and they have a very good relationship.

Bruce pulled the phone out of his pocket and answered it.

"hello?"

Before he could come to his senses, a voice came from the receiver of the phone, which made Bruce's hair stand on end.

"Hello, my favorite little bat!"

The voice is so hoarse, gloomy and sharp, as if a monster made up of tens of thousands of molecular thoughts is talking to you.

"In the basement surveillance room of the Lanton Building in the singing city, there is a gift I left for you."

"I hope you can go and have a look soon, and don't keep me waiting for too long."

Listening to the other party's words, Bruce clenched his fists tightly and said in a low voice: "Joker."

The Joker is a person who is extremely important to Batman and is also his nightmare.

The purpose of this guy's existence is to defeat Batman and tell him that order is a lie and only chaos is eternal.

The two have been fighting, and the Joker has always wanted Batman to kill him, so as to undermine Batman's beliefs, destroy Batman's spirit, and turn him into a chaotic and unpredictable monster.

"Dududu~"

After hanging up the phone, Bruce put the pendant into a box and handed it to Alfred: "Keep it for me. The madman Joker has escaped from Arkham Asylum. I have to stop him."

In Batman's opinion, the Joker is far more dangerous than Bane and the Riddler.

Some crazy and psychotic people just want you to play games with them, while some crazy people want to make the whole world crazy.

The Joker is undoubtedly the latter.

Swish!
The hook caught on to the eaves of the tall building and swung.

It has to be said that as the largest leading enterprise in Gotham City, the Wayne Group Construction Company has embedded slots suitable for grappling hooks and climbing on every eave of the high-rise building, which allows Batman to reach the crime scene in just ten minutes.

The entrance to the high-rise building had already been cordoned off with yellow police tape, and the two singing policemen showed no intention of stopping Bruce when they saw him coming.

They made way for Batman, and one of them even kindly set up a cordon for him and let him in.

The basement was dark, dimly lit, and no one was visible.

"Batman, you're here."

Gordon, holding a cup of coffee in his hand and still wearing the brown windbreaker, walked behind Batman.

"Another sleepless night tonight, huh?"

When Gordon said the syllable "ha", he elongated the sentence, and people could hear the helplessness, pain, and a little numbness from this syllable.

"It's not like this every day." Batman took a few steps forward, swinging his bat cape, and said calmly: "Every city has its own troubles. Some people in Metropolis can't even end their own lives."

As he walked inside, Batman did not forget to tell a joke.

(End of this chapter)