American comics: Enlightenment in Arkham, Ascension to Homelander.

Chapter 199 Hurt each other
At the same time, after chopping off the last claw's head with a long knife, Bruce looked at his arm armor nervously.

On the display screen of his arm armor, a red light was particularly eye-catching.

At the side, the bandaged Deadshot also noticed the red light on Bruce's arm.

"What happened?"

He asked Bruce warily.

Hearing this, Bruce took a deep breath and then spoke.

"The nuclear bomb I moved home during the day was stolen. Damn it, could it be that the owl broke through my blockade?
Although I haven't had time to renovate the underground cave, I have at least prepared a safe house for the nuclear bomb that can almost withstand the damage of its explosion.

I just used the fruit import and export business to exchange this nuclear bomb from Ozwald, but now even my signal receiving device can't find the location of the nuclear bomb!"

After he finished speaking, Bruce frowned in frustration.

Ever since he met Donton, he always felt that his brain had become a little less useful. Why did his plans always go wrong?

On the side, listening to Bruce's story, Deadshot was slightly stunned.

"Wait, you mean the nuclear bomb... the kind I'm thinking of... the one that exploded in Hiroshima?"

"It's much more powerful than that."

"Shit, I'm sleeping on a fucking nuclear bomb, why would you have something so dangerous ready at home!"

"Because it's not dangerous, and there's no detonator. It's even safer than a cookie!"

"It's not about safety or not, it's... Damn it, you haven't even told me why you want to prepare this thing at home. That's where we live!"

"The closer we are to rest, the more vigilant we must be. The Court of Owls has been lingering in Gotham for hundreds of years, and who knows what other cards they may have in their hands.

Once they threaten us with all of Gotham, we must have a trump card that can counter the threat, or even threaten them in return!"

"So the nuclear bomb is your trump card?"

"one!"

"Fake!!!"

Death Shooter gave a thumbs up in admiration.

"Let me guess. You were running around the house today. Did you install anything else at home?"

Meanwhile, Downton Abbey.

Donton, who was walking towards the bedroom, was slightly stunned, and then he couldn't help but stop where he was.

"My grass!"

After he cursed, he immediately broke away from Selina's support, walked to the largest vase in the hall, and reached out to grab the wall.

Bruce, on the other hand, continued to narrate.

"In addition to the nuclear bombs underground, I have also placed a sufficient number of bombs in many hidden hiding places of my family.

In this way, even if someone successfully breaks into the family, they will be at risk of bomb attacks at any time!"

In the manor, Downton reached his hand into the wall like pinching tofu, and took out a sophisticated bomb in a blink of an eye.

“This time it should be an ordinary bomb, right?

Hell, I looked and we have a lot of these things in our house!

There are similar things in the dining room, kitchen, living room, every bedroom, and even next to the chandelier in our bedroom!
In addition, there was even a bomb left behind the fireplace in the study that led to the basement by the damn Court of Owls!

These bastards clearly know they can't kill me, so they're ready to kill you in front of me to make me feel sad!"

Having said that, Donton walked angrily to the next bomb and pulled it out.

Behind him, Selina thought for a moment and asked softly.

"Then if we were really blown to death by them, would you really be heartbroken?"

"fart!"

Facing Selina's question, Donton said disdainfully.

“Why the hell should I be sad? Because in this bird world, death is the best destination, and resurrection is also the cheapest thing.

Anyone who has not experienced death and resurrection at least a few times cannot say that he has any status in Gotham!

And if you die, you die. I can just find a flash kill to reset the world.

In addition, there are countless ways to resurrect you, and I can figure out dozens of them in a few minutes.

So why should I be sad? You can die if you want, dying once or twice is just training."

Having said that, Donton rushed to the location of the next bomb in annoyance.

When he opened fire at full speed, his speed was even faster than Clark. In just a moment, he piled more than eighty bombs in the living room.

Looking at the bomb in front of him, Donton couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"These bastards just want to tear my house apart completely!

If they weren't hiding during the day and coming out at night, I really should have dealt with them myself, but it's not too late to do it today. I've been drinking until midnight anyway, so it doesn't matter if I do it a little later!"

At this point, Donton picked up the bombs unhappily and threw them into the universe one by one. After dealing with all the bombs, he slapped Selina's butt while cursing and said.

"Wait here for a moment, I'll go take care of the remaining guys on the list!
Damn Court of Owls, I feel like I can't manipulate you guys after I take a break, right?

They are showing off their power right under my nose!"

Having said this, Donton's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only the wind he created blowing the hem of Selina's coat.

Looking at the place where Donton disappeared, Selina couldn't help licking her lips.

"I always feel like he's become stronger. I feel really safe~"

Just as Selina was muttering, there was a sudden explosion in Gotham City!
With a loud noise, a blurred corpse directly broke through the wall of a villa, and then passed through two buildings in succession, before finally turning into a ball of blood mist and being imprinted on the wall on the street.

And this was just the beginning. The next moment, the whole Gotham seemed to have become God's canvas.

New streaks of blood flashed in the dark Gotham, as if God was playing a game of cutting fruit.

"what!"

"what!"

boom!
Boom!

In just a few seconds, countless destruction appeared all over Gotham, and a moment later.

Whoosh!
Donton suddenly walked out of the fire in front of Bruce and Deadshot.

While glaring at Bruce and Floyd with dissatisfaction, Downton walked straight through the wall and picked up the guy who had just been awakened from the bed.

Before the old man could say anything, Donton had already thrown him out. The old man's head instantly smashed through the wall, and his whole body was flying backwards, gradually being hit by more walls into flesh and blood foam.

Looking at the old man's disappearing body, Donton lifted the old man's quilt and pinched the young woman who had just started screaming.

"Shut up!"

After a scolding, Donton crushed the woman's head and then wiped his hands with a quilt.

When he walked out of the house, Bruce and his friend had just rushed into the living room.

Seeing Donton with blood on his hands, Floyd grinned.

"Tang, you finally did it yourself."

"Yeah, if I don't do it now, it will be too late!"

In response to Floyd's politeness, Donton said something unhappily.

On the side, listening to Downton's words, Bruce nodded in understanding and said.

"Indeed, they really went too far, actually invading our manor."

"And they've made the manor look like a sieve. Bruce, how the hell are you going to protect the manor? Are you just going to let them do whatever they want in the manor?"

Downton patted Bruce's shoulder in dissatisfaction, and then kicked the Deadshot again.

"And you, your damn daughter is also resting in the manor area. You are a top killer, but you can't even take care of your home!"

After saying that, Donton was a little angry and kicked Floyd again.

Floyd was kicked twice and huddled aside, sighing in frustration.

“You’re right, I was indeed a little slack. I didn’t even react when someone broke into the manor!
Tang, I understand your anger. If I saw someone sneaking into my house and stealing the nuclear bomb left by Bruce, I would not be able to control my anger at all..."

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, Donton was slightly stunned.

On the other side, Floyd paused for a moment and said to Donton suspiciously.

"What? Didn't even you notice?

Bruce just discovered that the signal of the nuclear bomb he hid under the manor suddenly disappeared. It must have been stolen.

If you didn't notice, why would you be so angry and run to the city to steal my odd jobs?"

"Ah this...what about the bombs hidden in the walls of the house?"

Donton asked dully.

On the side, Bruce heard it and immediately yelled in disbelief.

“They even found the bombs I had planted all over my house?
This is impossible, damn it, how could they find it in such a short time..."

"Ahem, well, you guys go ahead and do your work, I'm going to go back to sleep.

Oh, by the way, Floyd, you can take a break.

I just checked who was left on the list and cleared those people out, so the list is now clean.

By the way, I also demolished the Claw manufacturing and maintenance base in Indian Hills, and I also killed Hugo, the director of Arkham Asylum who was in charge of this area.

Well, Bruce, aren't you a shareholder of the asylum?

Tomorrow you will accompany me to visit the insane asylum and select a new director who is more qualified. That’s it for tonight. Good night!”

(End of this chapter)