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Chapter 55 I'm Only Afraid My Brother Will Drive a Land Rover (Please Read, Invest in Monthly Tickets and Collect)
The venom that the Joker injected into Batman is the future death.

The injuries left on him by the torture were a difficult problem that he had to overcome now.

Bruce is just an ordinary man. Entering the Shadow Kingdom, his body turning into a shadow can only freeze his injuries and physical condition at a certain time.

He couldn't draw the energy needed to heal his injuries from the shadow like Martin did.

Martin grabbed Bruce's arm, found the location of the safe house, and said to him: "Be prepared. Once you return to reality, all your injuries will reappear on you."

"Don't worry, this is just a minor injury..."

Before Bruce could finish, Martin pushed him out of the Shadow Kingdom.

"hiss--"

Bruce took a deep breath, and the pain from the Joker's torture came back all at once, almost tearing his skull apart.

His tough character made him unwilling to make any sound, his fists were clenched tightly, and every part of his body was shaking.

Especially his handsome face, which has been distorted beyond recognition.

"He is a stubborn person who would rather die than live in shame."

Martin rolled his eyes at Bruce and laid him gently on the couch.

"Barbara, come out quickly, I rescued Bruce."

Martin shouted, reminding Barbara not to forget to take out the things he left behind last night.

"I put my stuff together with the first aid kit."

Barbara hurried out in a wheelchair. Even if she didn't see it, she knew that Bruce must be covered in injuries.

That's what it's like to be in this business, always hurting.

Without waiting for Barbara, Martin took out the first aid kit and gave Bruce an injection of painkillers to relieve his pain.

"Bandage him, wrap the wound first."

Barbara picked up the medicine and gauze and started to work, skillfully treating Bruce's wound.

Martin took out the yellowed parchment that recorded the magic, spread it out on the long table, picked up the materials that Barbara had just purchased, and after a series of operations, he boiled a pot of potion with the fragrance of grass.

"Step aside!"

Barbara had just finished treating Bruce's surface wounds when she heard Martin's voice. She dodged and saw him scoop up the green potion with a bowl and pour it directly on Bruce.

"This……"

Barbara was so scared that she almost jumped out of her wheelchair. This treatment method was too advanced and she really couldn't accept it.

"Don't worry, don't take magic too seriously. Sometimes, just doing it casually can have miraculous effects."

While Martin was comforting the frightened Barbara, he turned Bruce over and poured another bowl of medicine on his back.

"Give him the remaining potion to take internally, in small amounts and multiple times. I guarantee he'll be able to jump up and down again by tomorrow."

Martin turned his head and looked at the clock. It was just past noon. He asked Barbara, "Any news about Dick and Alfred?"

Barbara replied: "The test report is out, Alfred is stalling for time, and the company's directors are reluctant to hand over power to Talia and her son who suddenly appeared, and are also looking for excuses to delay."

"broken!"

Martin frowned, feeling uneasy: "Talia is not some young lady. If we keep delaying the meeting, she will probably start robbing with a knife or a gun."

Barbara shook her head in disagreement: "Wayne Group is so big, how much can she rob at once? What's more, she has a child in her arms, it would be too stupid to rob."

"Although I blocked the signal on the cruise ship, preventing the assassins and mercenaries from contacting the outside world, the sunken cruise ship has been silent for a long time, and Talia will definitely become suspicious."

"The child's identity can only be useful when Bruce is missing. Once Talia becomes suspicious, she will never be willing to return empty-handed, and she will definitely..."

Martin saw that Bruce would not wake up for a while, and began to think about how to deal with Talia and lead out the mastermind. Barbara saw that Martin stopped talking halfway, and she felt uncomfortable. She pulled his pants and asked, "Finish your words!"

Martin looked down at Barbara and replied, "If it were me, I would just kill all the directors who gathered. Bruce is the owner of the Wayne Group, but those directors are not just for show.

If we kill them, Wayne Group will fall into chaos, and we can take this opportunity to buy up a lot of valuable assets at a bargain price."

The two blood-red eyes that could not be closed were like two big light bulbs, flashing a terrifying light.

Barbara got goose bumps all over her body and whispered, "Fortunately you are not our enemy, otherwise Gotham would be finished."

Martin raised the corners of his mouth slightly under the mask. He did not answer, but just told her: "When Bruce wakes up, if he asks about what happened in the past few days, there is no need to hide anything. Tell him everything."

Barbara was puzzled: "If he wants to know this, why doesn't he just ask you?"

"Just do as I say."

Martin didn't explain, he walked directly into the shadows and rushed to Wayne Group.

Barbara, confused, poured the potion into Bruce's stomach.

Ten minutes later, he opened his eyes.

Looking at Barbara's familiar red hair, Bruce reached out and pulled himself up on the sofa, and asked directly, "Where's Martin?"

Barbara put down the bowl and said unhappily, "You asked Martin as soon as you opened your eyes. Are you going to ask him what he did these days?"

Bruce said nothing.

But Barbara knew that silence was his way of answering yes, so she said helplessly, "Martin actually got it right. Can you change your habit of doubting others?"

"No, I absolutely trust him."

Bruce's words made Barbara even more angry.

"It took me two years to complete your test. But you and Martin have just met, and you said you absolutely trust him?"

As the saying goes, I'm not afraid of my friends suffering, I'm just afraid of my brothers driving a Land Rover.

Barbara is in this mood now. She was feeling sorry for Martin just now, but now she is filled with envy and jealousy.

Facing Barbara's anger, Bruce simply said, "Don't be so childish. Martin just turned 18 and he's so mature. You should learn from him."

"We should get to work."

He got up from the sofa and dragged his weak body towards the room where the computer was.

"If you have the guts, don't use a childish girl like me's things!"

Barbara followed Bruce, muttering to herself that she was injustice.

When Bruce turned his head, she immediately returned to her serious working state.

The two of them turned on the Wayne Group's surveillance.

Without Jason, the Assassin's League, a group of country bumpkins from the mountains, were no match for Barbara.

The girl crossed her arms and said confidently, "I kicked all the members of the League of Assassins out of Gotham's network."

Bruce nodded and said, "The Assassin's League is not good at technology. They call themselves the cleaners of human civilization, but their lifestyle deliberately imitates an older era."

"I'm worried about Talia. What is her real purpose?"

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