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"No, she's fine."

Luo Wei glanced at the green snake being put into the ambulance, and the little girl waved to him.

He smiled and waved before saying to Kara El, "I'm going to the Justice League headquarters. Please tell Hua Xin for me later."

"okay."

Kara nodded obediently. Although she didn't know what Luo Wei was going to do, she knew that Luo Wei must have something important to say and would naturally tell her later.

Kara was right.

Lowe left China for the Justice League headquarters to discuss with Bruce Wayne a plan to deal with Darkseid. Even though Clark had defeated Darkseid in the original comics, it still didn't put anyone at ease.

Because there are cases of victory, it also means that Clark has also experienced defeat.

As Rowe thought of the nameless man's confident demeanor, he couldn't help but wonder if he would really be defeated this time. Perhaps the nameless man knew what Darkseid possessed, which was why he was betting so recklessly, even believing that he could win this betting game completely.

Therefore, to ensure everything goes smoothly, Lowe took it very seriously. He planned to have the Green Lantern Corps prepare to fight Darkseid as well. After all, the Green Lantern Corps was responsible for the security of the sector, and now that Earth was in crisis, they naturally had to lend a hand.

Meanwhile, he was racking his brains to figure out Darkseid's weaknesses, and then working with Bruce Wayne to devise a countermeasure. Bruce Wayne had unique insights and talent in attacking others' weaknesses, and many people had suffered at his hands, including the world-forgers of the sixth dimension!

[PS: Sorry, I was in such a rush to post the last chapter that I forgot to delete the beginning. I usually write it down as I go to get a feel for it, and then delete it. But yesterday it was almost past midnight, and after checking for typos, I forgot about the beginning and posted it directly.]

I promise I will never make a similar mistake again, I'm so sorry! And the recent plot developments are truly indescribable, feel free to criticize me.

Chapter 142: Batman and the Joker, the Death of a Family Member?

(One)

In the early 2000s, most of Gotham City had completed the construction of modern facilities, and the city was bustling with skyscrapers. However, some parts of the city were still shrouded in black smoke. These were the old city and slums, where thick black smoke mixed with the smoke from burning coal briquettes constantly hung over the old city.

The streets were filled with sewage due to the dilapidated drainage system, which often woke up homeless people who were sleeping on newspapers by the roadside in the dark. They would then grope their way to find new shelter in the dark, because frankly, this neighborhood didn't even have a decent street lamp.

But compared to more than a decade ago, this is already considered good.

What happened more than a decade ago?

The answer was a drawing made by a poor child and pasted on the street: a bat, a dark shadow swooping across the city.

The Dark Knight, Gotham Legend, Batman's appearance undoubtedly changed this gradually decaying city, greatly reducing the crime rate, drastically reducing the chaotic slums and notorious mafia gangs, and even the Penguin is rumored to have died at Batman's hands.

However, some people find this unconvincing, since everyone knows that Batman doesn't kill people; he only cripples criminals with extremely cruel methods. He subjects criminals to extreme punishment to ensure that they can no longer commit crimes in the future.

But is that really the case? Gotham is never short of media people who sit in front of the TV all the time, talking about everything under the sun without fear. They think that Batman kills people, but it's just not exposed to the public eye. The reason is simple: even a rabbit will bite when cornered. Moreover, Batman often walks between the underworld and the legitimate world, has encountered too many enemies, made too many grudges, and has to face too many enemies every day. Everyone is thinking about killing Batman.

When faced with life and death, or in a fit of extreme rage, would Batman truly not kill? Clearly, the answer to this question will only be revealed when the truth is uncovered and the true Dark Knight is revealed.

"Nonsense! Batman doesn't kill people!"

On the streets of Gotham, several homeless people sat on the side of the road, behind them was a shop window selling television sets, on which a news report was being played continuously, and a media person was talking glibly.

"No, no, no, what proof do you have that Batman is a kind person? He might have done this just to vent his anger. We all know he's a violent maniac! He's broken so many hearts!"

Another homeless man countered.

"Fuck you, I can vouch for him. A few years ago, on a snowy night, he fell from the sky and gave me a few hundred-yuan bills. I survived a wonderful winter in the tavern with that money."

The homeless man angrily kicked his companion, recalling how noble and dignified the black figure who had given him alms on that snowy night.

"Fuck, brother, that's just a few hundred-dollar bills. You think you can be bought off with that little bit of money? What are you thinking?!"

His companion retorted with a disdainful look and a hint of sourness, "Maybe he was in a good mood at the time, and you were just lucky. You should be glad you didn't get beaten up by him."

"Hey"

Poor Bruce, he worked so hard to build up his career.

For many years, he still failed to gain the approval of the citizens of Gotham.

On the roadside, Luo Wei was drinking coffee as he passed by several homeless people. Then, after being begged by one of the homeless people, he took out a few coins and threw them into his cup. However, he noticed the disdain in the homeless man's eyes, probably because he thought the money was too little.

Luo Wei ignored these details and continued walking towards the wealthy area until he stopped in front of a manor.

The sign at the entrance reads Wayne Manor.

He had just returned from Justice League headquarters, but Bruce wasn't there, so he had to talk to the other Justice League members first, and then tried to contact Bruce, but still received no response.

He had no choice but to go to Gotham City to find Bruce Wayne, and bought a cup of coffee on the way. Unexpectedly, he witnessed a lot of Gotham local hospitality. He had never been able to properly appreciate this seemingly glamorous metropolis before.

"I'm looking for Bruce Wayne."

Luo Wei shouted something to the gardener at the gate, who then made a phone call.

A moment later, the door opened, and he entered the villa's hall, only to find it very quiet, with no servants and no sound from Bruce Wayne.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Rowe, the master is not home."

The silence was broken when the butler, Alfred, came over.

"Where did he go? I can't get in touch with him."

Rowe was surprised. Wasn't Bruce busy with Justice League matters lately?

Why did they suddenly disappear? We can't even contact them using communication devices.

He's on a business trip.

Alfred poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Rowe.

He then continued, "He went on a business trip to the Middle East."

"I remember Wayne Group doesn't have any business in the Middle East. Am I mistaken?"

Luo Wei was puzzled.

"Yes, the master went to the Middle East for two reasons: first, to expand business, and second, to find Jason Todd. By the way, his code name is Robin. The young master ran away to the Middle East without permission. You know that place has been rather unsafe lately, and the master was worried about Jason's safety, so he had to go and find him himself."

Alfred sighed, his expression full of worry.

“Jason Todd, that adopted son.”

Of course, Lowe knew Jason, codenamed Robin, Bruce Wayne's adopted eldest son. He also had another codename, Red Hood, and was Bruce's assistant and second-in-command. Now that Batman was old, he needed help in many ways.

He asked in confusion, "What is Jason doing there?"

"Jason is a poor child. His parents died early, and his grandfather adopted him by chance. However, he recently learned from others that the woman who died back then was not his biological mother. This time, he went to the Middle East to find his biological mother."

Alfred took a sip of tea and told Rowe everything he knew, since Superman was the person his master trusted most.

"Go find your biological mother?"

Luo Wei was taken aback.

"what happened?"

Alfred noticed his expression.

“I’m going to find Bruce Wayne, to the Middle East. This matter might affect Bruce.”

Without offering further explanation, Luo Wei finished his tea, bid farewell to Afu, and flew out of the manor. Soon after, he broke through the thick clouds and headed towards the Middle East.

Afu was left looking puzzled.

Actually, it's not that Luo Wei doesn't want to solve it.

He was relieved, but he wasn't sure if that thing would happen. After all, he had talked to Bruce Wayne before, and it might have a butterfly effect, causing Bruce to make other choices.

For example, killing the Joker?

Stop Jason from being persecuted by the Joker

That's right, an event that will have a huge impact on Bruce is about to happen. Jason Todd's search for his biological mother is very likely a lie told by the Joker, a complete trap waiting for Jason to fall into.

In the end, Jason Todd was brutally beaten to death by the Joker, using methods similar to those Batman used when beating criminals. However, unlike the criminals, Jason Todd died at the hands of the Joker.

This incident ultimately became the biggest failure in Bruce Wayne's life, and it served as a warning for him throughout his later life.

But now, the outcome might be different.

Because when Lowe first met Bruce and left, he told Bruce that sometimes a different approach could be more effective than letting the Joker escape only to return again and again, creating a vicious cycle.

"It's best if that's not the case."

Lowe didn't want Bruce to kill the Joker, or at least not Batman; Batman killing someone would only make things worse.

Lowe prefers to do it himself and doesn't want Batman to do it at this time. He still needs Batman's help to deal with Darkseid, an enemy from the fourth dimension. Compared to his previous enemies, Darkseid is undoubtedly like a giant. Only by completely eliminating him can he prevent future troubles. Superman alone cannot do it.

I don't know how much time passed, but the view from above changed from a city to mountains, then from mountains to ocean, then back to a city, and finally to a barren yellow desert. There was no greenery or river in sight, only a few small towns nestled in the desert, and even the houses were made of yellow mud bricks.

This is the Middle East, a region where once-thriving cities have crumbled into ruins. It is a chaotic place, a victim, a battleground.

Hey! Is that an airplane?!

In the town, someone noticed the blue figure flying high in the sky.

"A generous crab! Mr. Wayne, there are fighter jets coming, get out of the way!"

In the town, a disheveled middle-aged man, speaking heavily accented English, pulled Bruce, who was drinking in the courtyard, and ran into the house.

"What about my car?"

Bruce Wayne, who was holding a communicator and drinking wine with a troubled expression, was pulled back into the house.

“Your car isn’t as important as your life! Besides, you’re American. If you’re seen, things could get really bad.”

The uncle closed the door and anxiously explained, "You shouldn't have come here. Staying in a big city is much better than here, and there are many people who want to do business with you."

"I'm here to find someone. Besides, with things in such a chaotic state right now, why would any businessmen be in the mood to do business with me?"

Bruce Wayne poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, and said.

"War is business."

The middle-aged man sighed and shook his head.

"Bullshit."

Bruce Wayne took a sip of his drink, and just as he finished speaking, he glanced at the new newspaper on the ground, which read that Lexcorp had an arms deal.

His gaze darkened, and his voice softened as he said, "I should let Lu..."

"Serge shut down this department."

Bang! ! !

Suddenly, a loud rumble came from the courtyard outside the gate, as if something had fallen from the sky and landed in the courtyard. Looking out the window, a thick cloud of dust billowed up.