Author: Purple Sweet Potato Can Fly

Chapter 57 What is he afraid of?

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During this period of time, David's progress in fusion templates had barely slowed down.

Bruce Wayne thinks about things related to him from time to time, and his emotions are mostly doubts, doubts, and worries...

"From morning to night, rarely stopping."

One of Batman's biggest character traits is his suspicion. Even his friends, if he thinks there is a threat or the possibility of losing control, he will secretly prepare a plan to deal with it.

However, the most valuable thing about this person is that he does not have double standards and treats himself as he treats others, or even more cruelly.

The plan he prepared to prevent himself from losing control was to have his parents dig up his graves and attack him when he was angry and losing his mind.

"It's better to deal with Avery quickly and return to the town."

Compared to Batman, David is more willing to gain emotional points from Clark, even if Clark is more holy than Batman.

The message from Mary was very concise, with no photos, only handwritten text.

It is not difficult to understand that gang leaders like Falcone and Black Mask are generally not easily photographed. If they can be photographed, it means there is an opportunity for shooting.

“Roma’s Carmine Falcone has suffered a suspected mysterious injury in recent days.

There are bandages on his hands, and he rarely wears a suit and scarf on his neck, as if to cover up the bruises on his neck."

David narrowed his eyes when he saw this news.

No need to look at the rest, Avery should have found the Romans.

Bruce Wayne and others were dining and chatting. Others talked about the recent vigilantes in Gotham. He pointed to his head frivolously and commented disdainfully.

"The guy who dressed himself as a bat may have something wrong with his mind."

"He must not have much to enjoy in his life, otherwise he would not have enough time to compete with the police for jobs."

The restaurant manager came over, with a mustache and a slightly arrogant attitude: "Sir, please look at your female companion. The pool in the restaurant is for decoration. You are not allowed to swim in it."

A playboy with no money, apart from being able to drive expensive sports cars and pick up female models, he doesn't know any etiquette.

Bruce Wayne looked back. The two models he brought stripped down to their underwear and jumped into the pool decorated in the restaurant. They were playing like two mermaids, splashing water on each other as if no one was watching. This was impolite behavior.

, has attracted the attention of some people.

"I want to ask you to leave."

"I'm sorry, they just have a more bold personality."

Bruce Wayne smiled apologetically, took out his checkbook from his arms and began to sign.

"Sir, no matter how much you tip me, it won't matter."

One zero, two zeros... After casually drawing a string of zeros like graffiti, Bruce Wayne stood up and nonchalantly stuffed an astronomical check into the manager's chest like a piece of waste paper.

"I want to buy this restaurant."

"New regulations, from now on swimming in the pool is allowed."

Ignoring the stunned manager and the other people at the table, Bruce Wayne winked at them and jumped into the swimming pool together to play with the two models as if no one was around.

In the pool, Bruce Wayne, who was deliberately letting himself go to create a playboy persona, suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, and he froze on the spot.

But the two models were not stunned, they laughed and splashed water on his face.

Wow!

With his head wet and his hair stuck to his face, Batman wiped his face, and the frivolous smile he re-acted was a little stiff.

Batman's embarrassing situation is not common. David, who was sitting behind the dining table on the shore, withdrew his interested gaze and stood up to leave with Catwoman after finishing their meal.

"Bruce, you look so handsome today.

Let’s buy some restaurants elsewhere!”

In the pool, the two models were still laughing.

He nodded stiffly in response.

…

"Have you found your purpose?"

Selina, who was wearing a black dress, asked as she walked out of the restaurant.

David nodded.

As expected, as soon as Avery came to Gotham, he found Roman Carmine Falcone, one of the biggest gang bosses.

"Falcone is nicknamed "Roman" and is known for his ruthless character. The gang he runs is called the Roman Empire. He is almost the largest gang leader in Gotham today, and he is closely associated with Gotham's city councilors and senior police officials. There is a relationship."

Generally, no one would dare to attack a person of his status. Once attacked, he must be prepared to kill him, otherwise he would be brutally retaliated against.

But Falcone was injured and even had embarrassing bruises on his neck, but the other party did not kill him, which shows that he was not afraid of his revenge at all.

"So, our deal is done?"

David knew that what she actually wanted to ask was where was her heart-shaped grass?

"I will bring it to you next time I come to Gotham."

"next time?"

Catwoman couldn't believe what she heard, and her eyes widened.

"Beautiful lady, don't you know that flowers and plants have their seasons?"

David smiled and suddenly glanced behind Catwoman suspiciously.

"what is that?"

"What?"

Caught off guard, Catwoman turned her head to look in confusion, and then turned her head again. There was no one in front of her, and the street was completely empty without David.

She instantly realized what had happened and that she had been deceived.

Selina's lungs felt like they were exploding with anger, and she gritted her teeth like a beautiful and angry black cat.

"Don't let me see you again, you..."

After a moment of anger, Catwoman suddenly realized that from yesterday to now, she still doesn't know the man's name.

Ah, she's a little crazy.

Seeing that she was wearing a beautiful dress, her manners did not look like she was from the upper class, and she was in front of one of the most expensive restaurants in Gotham. Several passers-by shook their heads secretly, thinking that she was another poor girl who was dumped by the young man after he was done with her.

"Miss?" Someone wanted to come up and strike up a conversation.

"roll!"

…

It was dark at night, and there was an old manor on the outskirts of Gotham. In the manor, a cold-looking gangster killer walked around with a muscular and aggressive dog, constantly patrolling.

This is the gang headquarters of Gotham's largest gang leader, Roman.

Tight security and defense, even better than a prison.

David, wearing a crisp suit, appeared outside the manor.

"Sometimes even if it's a child's trick, people will still be fooled."

As for the heart-shaped grass...

In the next universe, he really doesn't have it.

But Catwoman was not at a loss, at least she had an expensive meal at a restaurant she had always wanted to visit.

…

Inside the manor.

The luxurious master bedroom, which originally belonged to a Roman, was occupied by a man, and some melancholy sounds came from inside.

Exit the bedroom that originally belonged to him.

Falcone's face was as gloomy as water. This figure, who has always played an important role in the Gotham underworld and is like the godfather of the underworld, has simple and sharp short gray hair and a cold and calm face.

Seeing him coming out, someone immediately came up to him and wanted to say something excitedly.

He shook his head calmly, stopping the man from speaking.

"too close."

Go all the way to another castle.

"Did you find it?"

"Boss.

His name is Avery Reagan, a middle school student from the small town of Smallville in the metropolis." His subordinates reported.
To be continued...