The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

If you want to defeat a lunatic, you can only be crazier than him. Now Bruce is crazier than the clown.

Coppert wasn't crazy in the first place. He had physical and mental problems, and he belonged to the bottom end of the villain's chain of contempt. Facing a crazy Batman, he had to admit that he was defeated.

Wayne, the game between the two of us is over here. I admit that you won. I don't care what the final outcome of the children you took away is. It only depends on your current state. You did win.

Copper raised his hands and took a few steps back and said, If you want to embarrass me in this way, you really don't have to. We are all businessmen, so don't make such a scene...

Bruce just stared at him with piercing eyes, and he said, Why can't you understand me? I'm indeed here to do business with you, and I've said it all, and I've memorized all the information around the living hell , I have all the information you want here, you only need to pay for it...

Coppert showed a helpless expression. He stood still, took a deep breath, then walked to the telephone station behind him and called the Gotham Police Department.

Coppert didn't want the police to take Bruce Wayne away, he wanted the police to take him away.

I can't afford to offend, I can afford to hide, the big deal is going to prison for a few months, and by the way, I can drink with the gangster boss I haven't seen for a long time.

In this way, Coppert was taken away by Gordon, Bruce's plan to earn extra money fell through, and his memory far beyond ordinary people was useless.

Watching the back of Cobblepot leaving, Bruce didn't feel the joy of victory at all, he was only full of annoyance, thinking that Copott was crazy.

Cobbot wanted to reorganize the rules around Hell, and Bruce just came to him with a solution and sincerity, but he chose to call the police and surrender. This is not crazy, what is it?

Standing in front of the iceberg restaurant, Bruce sighed, looking at the still gloomy sky in Gotham, he knew that he had to find another way out.

It's not that he's tired of being a truck driver, it's mainly that the truck he acquired has reached the end of its lifespan, and he really doesn't have that much money to fill in the bottomless pit of repairing it.

Fortunately, the place he moved to now, although leaking water and making noise every day, has one advantage, that is, the location is very good.

It was very close to the pier, and Serena's place was much closer, which meant that Bruce could work as a porter.

After discovering this, Bruce felt the excitement and joy that he had never experienced in the past month, because the threshold for a porter is much lower than that of a truck driver, as long as he is an individual, he can go Dry.

On a morning when the temperature rose, Bruce came to the dock to apply for a job. The recruiter took a look at his figure, shook his head and said, You're too thin, and you don't have any muscles in your arms, so you can't sell it for a good price.

But I'm strong, Bruce said.

The recruiter flipped through the book in his hand impatiently, and said: Everyone who comes here says that, even if they are as thin as a bamboo pole... Forget it, if it weren't for the lack of people here, I would be really impatient deal with you.

First of all, do you smoke? Where do you live? Do you know someone from a gang? The recruiter asked a series of questions, and Bruce answered truthfully. After hearing that he didn't smoke or drink, the recruiter turned over Eyelids, said: Is it from other places?

Bruce could only nod his head and said, But I've been a truck driver for a while before, and I'm familiar with the roads.

This is an advantage. The recruiter replied to him, But you can't do the unloading work on the ship. You have to cough up blood in a week. You can go to the indoor warehouse to tally the goods. Oh, by the way, are you brave enough? ?”

Courage? Bruce asked, Do you still need guts to be a porter?

Don't ask so many questions. The recruiter became a little impatient again, and he rolled his eyes and said, The salary of indoor tally is very low, but now there is a special job, and your partner has a special situation. As long as you are brave enough, The salary will be increased by 30%.

I'm very brave. Bruce replied immediately.

He didn't think there was anything in this world that could scare him. Well, there were papers before, but there shouldn't be anything after that.

It wasn't until he came to the warehouse where he was going to tally that Bruce discovered that his partner was an alligator.

It is not accurate to say that it is a crocodile. It should be said that it is a crocodile, because this crocodile has a crocodile head, a very tall body, and very strong muscles. Bruce stared at him for a minute and found that this crocodile was alone. Can do the work of three people.

Therefore, Bruce's first emotion was not fear, disgust, or doubt, but envy. Bruce felt that if he looked like this, the agency would not dare to cheat him.

In fact, Bruce recognized him. When he was in the dream world, there was such a crocodile in the cat city Gotham, but at that time, he was a crocodile cat. Bruce thought that there might be a corresponding criminal appearing in the real brother. Tan City, but never thought he would appear like this.

But Bruce was really not very nervous, because he knew that the crocodile cat was easy to get along with, so he walked up to the crocodile and said hello to the crocodile, and he said, Hello, I am your future colleague, and I am also here. This warehouse works.

The crocodile rolled its eyes, glanced at him, and asked in a buzzing voice, Aren't you afraid of me?

Bruce looked up at his bloody mouth, but then his eyes fell on the box he was carrying in his hand. The box contained a pile of metal parts, which looked very heavy. Bruce glanced to the side, He walked over and wanted to move a similar box, but then he found that he couldn't move it at all.

Don't move. The crocodile man said suddenly, It will break your waist, and if it breaks, you will lose money.

The crocodile man's voice is a bit hoarse, and his accent is very strange. It seems that the vocal cords are different from ordinary people, but Bruce feels that he is already very good. After all, he can't ask for more from a crocodile.

The two started to work in silence. Bruce asked about the situation of the crocodile one after another, and then he learned that this crocodile was even more unlucky than him.

The crocodile man is not a local, but he is also from around Gotham. He was originally a normal person, but he suffered from an atavistic disease, which made him look more and more like a crocodile.

The small town he lived in couldn't tolerate people with such looks, so they drove him out with guns and cannons.

The crocodile man who has nowhere to go can only come to Gotham to try his luck. At first, he lived in the sewer, but everyone should know what happened afterwards.

In order to deal with the Owl Court, Schiller frozen the sewers of the entire Gotham. Although the Owl Court did not exist in history, the matter of freezing the sewers remained.

The crocodile man was tragically locked in a small room and starved for a whole month. It was when the gangsters remodeled the cold storage that they dug him out.

But Gotham has an advantage, that is, the people here are well-informed and rarely make a fuss. The first thing they see is not the grotesque head of the crocodile man, but his strong arms, so the crocodile man Joined the ranks of Gotham's great development.

Because he was arrested and sent to reform through labor before he could kill anyone, he didn't get the title of killer crocodile. Now he is just a strong and capable crocodile man. He takes one person's salary and does the work of three people, and the gangsters will pay him. The title of labor model.

You mean, food and shelter here? Bruce looked at the crocodile man and asked, the crocodile man glanced at him again, shook his big head, and said, Don't think about it, they will give me food and shelter , because I'm so vicious, no one will rent me a house, and if I leave Gotham, no one will do so much work for them.

Bruce felt a little regretful, but he didn't say too much. In the next few days, he found that this was indeed a very ideal job for him. The crocodile was so capable that Bruce didn't need to spend too much effort To carry heavy objects, you only need to arrange the order of the shelves and label them.

The wages here are not low, and they don't depend on the sky like truck drivers. The cargo volume here is very large, and there are jobs every day. Bruce's slum life has once again entered the right track.

However, there is no day in Gotham without unexpected events. The weather forecast here is far from predicting the fickle weather. The warehouse near the seaside pier caught fire in a weather with a humidity as high as 87%.

How exactly it caught fire is unknown. When Bruce heard the news, he only heard the doorman say that there seemed to be a chemical agent stored in the wrong specification, which led to the leakage. In addition, some of the tally workers in the warehouse were smoking. Sparks fell on the chemicals, causing not only an explosion but also a fire.

Hearing the word chemical, Bruce knew that something might have happened to the warehouse where he worked. Before leaving yesterday, he made sure that his labels were properly attached, and those labels said Chemical preparations, issued To ACE chemical plant.

Bruce rushed into the warehouse area and found that the fire was very strong, but he knew he had to go in, because the crocodile people lived and boarded inside the warehouse, and he definitely didn't have time to run out now.

Bruce didn't know if Crocodile Man would have crocodile-like habits, but whether he liked water or not, he certainly didn't like fire.

Bruce rushed in as fast as he could, and he found the room where he was working. The fire here was not the biggest, but the smoke was very thick. Bruce remembered that a batch of wood had just been brought in yesterday morning, and there was no fire at all. It was sent away in time and became the best fuel for combustion.

The raging flames were reflected on Bruce's face, and when the flames ached in his blue eyes, it was like the afterglow of the sunset against the blue sky, but the beauty didn't last long, and Bruce heard a bang , The beams of the warehouse were smashed down, which meant that this place couldn't last long.

Bruce picked up his coat, covered his mouth and nose, and rushed in against the choking smoke. He thought he could save the crocodile man, but he overestimated his physical strength and underestimated the danger here.

As soon as he rushed in, Bruce saw that the crocodile man was crushed under the wood. There were many beams in the wood shipped yesterday, and they all collapsed at this time. The crocodile man probably didn't pay attention when he ran out and was crushed Yes, the beam just pressed on his waist, making it impossible for him to exert force.

Bruce wanted to lift the piece of wood, but the reduction in muscle mass made him no longer have so much strength, and judging from the weight of this piece of wood, even Batman in his heyday may not be able to quickly lift him Lift up, and Bruce already feels like he's running out of oxygen.

The only way now is to forcibly pull the crocodile man out. Bruce knelt down beside him and said to him, Hold on, it might hurt a little, but it will be fine in a while...

He grabbed the crocodile man's strong arm and pulled him hard. The crocodile man screamed fiercely, but he couldn't move at all.

Bruce covered his mouth and nose with his jacket, and stood up unsteadily.

Noisy voices rang in his ears, he couldn't hear what they were talking about, he could only smell an extremely pungent chemical agent, he knew that this thing was poisonous when it burned.

Looks like it's going nowhere, Bruce thinks, he's finally got what he wants, he's finally hit the bottom of this horrible abyss.

What's under there? There is only death underneath.

No no no, Bruce thought, not just death, not just death... there must be something else here.

Suddenly, that noisy noise becomes clear, and Bruce hears it, and it's a laugh, a very happy laugh.

This kind of laughter is so sincere, it sounds like the last mournful cry of countless innocent souls who died in the snowy night.

After the power was exhausted, his sanity began to blur, and Bruce fell slowly in the shadow of the campfire.

He was lying on his back on the ground, the fire light shone on his face, caressing his cheeks, the smoke choked his throat, and the flames burned into his eyes.

Just like all Gotham people, in the karmic fire of the secular world, the sins and punishments are burned away, the bones and blood are turned into ashes, and the 18th hell cannot burn a single tear.

The fire destroyed the shelves, and the shelf closest to Bruce collapsed, and countless chemicals on it, like raindrops, fell on him.

In the midst of the blazing flames, Bruce ushered in a night rain in Gotham, which was unbearably cold and bone-chilling.

The corners of his mouth rose slowly, because he saw the truth of the fire, and he was facing the craziest thing in the world—reality.

Thousands of ordinary people go out of their way in the ordinary life day after day. There are no grand wars and brilliant stories.

Tired, hungry, insomnia, day after day, drug use, gambling, prostitution, doomed, looking for a job, looking for a house, looking for a partner, exhausted, no money, no love, no hope, all alone.

At this moment, Batman finally understood why the Joker wanted to laugh.

Because the clown saw it, a god standing above the clouds vowed to save everything, and it took ten years.

Batman spent ten years living a joke.

It was really funny, so Bruce laughed too.