Chapter 46

Chapter 46

"I once saved you!"

Bruce looked at the one in front of him who was regarded as a mentor, and after his father died, he regarded the second one as The role model man, he took a step back and looked at all this in disbelief. He whispered, his voice full of anger, "It shouldn't be like this! You...you lied to me?"

"I never lied to you, my dísciple."

Ra's El Goul, or Ducard, the one who took Wayne from "experiencing life" a year ago He was rescued from the prison and invited him to join the League of Shadows, and then devoted himself to teaching all his fighting and killing skills. This man who taught Bruce so much and too much truth, he stretched out his hand and took it from the waiter next to him. Put a glass of wine on your mouth and sniff gently.

"For example, I told you not to show mercy to the enemy, but you never learn..."

Bruce took a deep breath, he looked around, very Quickly, Ducard brought it, or someone who was ambushing in this manor in advance, he could see clearly, the man in suit standing on the second floor, two waiters with wine, two security guards standing at the gate , And other people hidden in the guests.

A total of 14, plus the absolutely difficult Ducard in front of him, Bruce’s heart in this brief moment is like a ignited flame, and the deceived anger is like a burning flame, seeming to want him All sanity burned out.

Today was supposed to be his birthday... But maybe it was also the beginning of a massacre.

Ducard stood so quietly, looking at him, with an indifferent smile at the corner of his mouth, his long windbreaker hanging down around his body, looking unusually heavy, his whole body exuding an air of indifference. Perhaps it is a premonition that the great war will approach, that aura is even sharper like a knife.

"Ducard, you told me that the League of Shadows is a road for people who pursue justice. I don’t understand why you are so keen on destruction? Gotham...I don’t think of this city. It's hindering you!"

Bruce's hands are drooping, and under his neat and tidy hair are a pair of sensible eyes. He is ready to fight, but at least for now, Let these ordinary persons leave.

Damn it! If he knew that Ducard's was so fast, he would never allow the stupid Earle to hold such a stupid banquet.

Yes, he is delaying time, I hope Alfred will notice what is happening here.

Ducard didn’t pay attention to his dísciple’s tricks. Instead, he put the wine glass in his hand on a side table with his left hand wearing black gloves. With emotion, said to Bruce,

"I can't help but think of the scene when we first met. Before that dirty and cold prison, we have been observing you for a long time, just like we did before. What I said, even now, I can’t persuade you to forget your past, but in fact, those of us, more people, have been silently paying attention to your future and paying attention to all you have done."

This majestic middle age person walked out two steps, reached out and picked up the knife on the table, and looked in front of him. This action made Bruce nervous. He knew that the knife was in Ducard's hands. How terrifying there will be, as long as he wants, he can kill all the people here with this knife... Don't doubt, he has this ability!

"1 year ago, in Nepal, I learned about you from the report of my subordinates. What I thought at the time was that you were just a rich family who was tired of city life and came to the countryside to experience life. Brother, I don’t care too much."

"But you know what you were doing, right?"

Ducard looked towards Wayne, Bruce didn’t want to answer, but he did. When Ducard’s blade was facing a lady in front of him, as long as he flicked his left hand, that lady would violent death, so he had to answer,

"At that time, I was experiencing The feeling of a criminal, I spent 6 years digging into all the criminals I can find in this world. When I understand all the criminal psychology and behavior, I know that criminals are not terrifying..."

Bruce lifts the head, looking at Ducard, at this moment, the noise of the whole hall has been forgotten, he said word by word,

"It was himself who was terrifying at that time. I, at midnight, will be afraid of my inner energy and my anger, because they will drive me to do terrifying, or great things."

Ducard satisfactorily puts down the knife in his hand, he takes it Get the cane,

"So then you have to make a choice, become great, or fall into terrifying... I gave you the opportunity to choose, but you gave up, didn’t you?"

Without waiting for Wayne's answer, Ducard's voice became deeper.

"People from your glamorous world, there are too many things that are afraid of losing, you think you have witnessed your father Death, you witnessed the crime you saw, and you realized the real despair and the ugliness of humanity?"

"No, Wayne, my dísciple, you are still far away!"

Ducard stretched out his left hand and waved back. The subordinates hiding in the crowd put down what they were doing. Bruce saw them walking into the corner, and then drew out the sword and gun.

Ducard's continues, his left hand is slightly raised, Bruce knows that as long as this finger is put down, those absolutely obedient lunatics will ruthless moved towards the hall and fire and slaughter everything here.

"Look at you, Bruce, here, you are the Prince of the whole city, known to everyone, known to everyone, only when you are thousands of miles away can you taste the taste that no one knows, you bring With your anger coming to my world, you beg me to train you and turn you into a true fearless fighter, but give up everything in the final decision!"

"You tried to use This way to prove your conscience? Everything you do in Gotham is to prove that you are a great hero? I'm curious, have you really understood our world? Have you really understood the justice pursued by the League of Shadows? Are you?"

Bruce stared at the fingers in Ducard's hand, and he whispered,

"You are here for me, let the innocents leave here!"

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Ducard’s face showed a hint of sarcasm that was not concealed,

"Then go and talk to them yourself, Bruce, you had a chance to understand us, but now, you will lose that forever There is a chance! And it is because you can’t understand that you will feel your fear again, the fear that was removed by my own hands, I will bring you something more terrifying again."

The indifferent tutor extends the hand, patted on the shoulder of his most proud dísciple,

"From now on! By the way, you only have 2 minutes!"

Bruce closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When those eyes were opened again, the anger and calmness coexisted. This powerful emotional manipulation made Ducard satisfied and nodded. He wanted Bruce to inherit his position. But not only because of the great strength of the Wayne family, but also because Bruce Wayne is good enough.

One year of training has made him one of the very best geniuses in the League of Shadows.

Ducard has seen too many geniuses in this long life, but he has to admit that some people are born to be heroes or demons. Bruce’s innate talent is very good… so good that it even makes He is jealous!

But his innate sympathy is superfluous. Any genius has its ills. The Creations person will not make any life perfect out of thin air, but it doesn’t matter... Ducard looks at the person walking towards the center of the hall. Bruce, there was a smile at the corner of his mouth, he knew how to get rid of that sympathy, he just had to break the last line of defense in his heart.

Even if this is at the cost of his death, but the names of Ra's.El.Gul and League of Shadows will endure forever, that's enough!

Those who follow the faith are not afraid of sacrifice! Especially when this sacrifice is valuable.

"If I didn't guess wrong, it should be Ducard."

On the other side, Alfred took Cyber ​​and Lucius and hurried to the hall, holding old fogey in his hand. A black pistol. Obviously, in his heart, Bruce’s safety is more important than his life. As he walks, he says,

"Young Master told me about his past year The story, although the language is vague, I can probably guess what happened to him. He entered the League of Shadows and received training. It was a man named Ducard's who led him in, but in the end, they let him kill a criminal who committed a crime. The farmer came to fulfill the promise he made when he entered the organization, but he refused and clashed with them. He told me more than once that he killed Ra's El Goul and saved Ducard's life."

Alfred’s expression is extremely serious,

"But I don’t believe it! Do you understand? Cyber, I don’t believe that the leader of that organization can be killed by Young Master so easily, his The experience is still too little."

How could Cyber ​​not know this kind of thing?

He groaned and said,

"Do you suspect that Ducard is the real Ra's. El. Goul?"

"I'm not sure, but I pay attention There is a detail in Young Master’s words that he didn’t notice. Although El Goul, who was killed by him, was indeed highly skilled in martial arts, Ducard always appeared with him... and according to him, Ducard was in that organization. In the transcendent position, I used to perform missions in Japan. When I was young, I heard people there say that around the ancient Japanese General, there was a loyal warrior named "League of Shadows", dedicated to protection. A real great character."

Alfred took a deep breath, he put the pistol in his hand behind him, and walked slowly into the hall,

"Faced with these guys, You must be careful!"

Cyber ​​thought for a while, took out the black mask just now from behind and put it on his face, and followed the two people into it. Bruce standing on the high platform was greeted by the eyes, but His current state does not look very good. The entire Gotham and the upper-class people who are inextricably linked to the Wayne family are surrounding him, but he is saying some lines that are not so "appropriate".

Well, his lines are enough to make everyone feel that he is unreasonable.

"As a member of the Wayne family, there is such a fact that there are always all kinds of people who eat, such as you..."

Bruce has deep eyes There is an unspeakable humiliation and helplessness. As Bruce Wayne, he wants to maintain the good reputation of the Wayne family more than anyone else. It is his father, his grandfather, the most precious thing left by his ancestors. His legacy, but now, he has to destroy him with his own hands.

"You said that too much, Bruce, are you drunk!"

A flash of joy flashed in the eyes of Earle, the chairman of Wayne Industries, this fat fat The guy was worrying about how to capture the Wayne industry in his own hands. As a result, Bruce said something so rude and would ruin the reputation of the Wayne family. He pretended to be good for him and walked up to try to hold Bruce. He threw it away arrogantly.

"Okay, I haven’t finished yet, Earle, you are always like this, greedy and irritable. Isn’t it true that I’m telling you? Then I’m here for you Me, a 26-year-old youngster congratulated his birthday? I don’t think so!"

Wayne’s voice echoed throughout the hall, and Alfred, who was loyal to the Wayne family, stared at the scene dumbfounded. He never appeared in his worst fantasy. His Young Master, the master he served, was destroying the good reputation of the Wayne family for a hundred years. He wanted to rush to stop him, but he was caught by the quick-eyed Cyber.

"Let go of me, I have to stop him! He can't just destroy what his father left behind..."

"Calm down, Alfred!"

Cyber ​​looked at the person standing not far from them, wearing a black coat and exuding icy coldness. He whispered in Alfred’s ear,

"You know what to do before killing a person What?"

"He is killing his name, he is killing Bruce Wayne's name, he is forcing him to destroy everything he has with his own hands, and then pushing him into the abyss little by little …If you want to help him, you have to do this!"

Before he finished talking about Bruce’s "improvisation speech," I saw the last person in the hall lifting something. He brought a weird black mask.

"peng!"

The gunshot broke all the silence. Ducard, who was immersed in this drama, was awakened. He turned his head suddenly and saw that he was wearing a mask. Cyber ​​kicked the table in front of him, and the delicious food and drinking spilled everywhere.

Like a thug, he reached out and grabbed Alfred with a shocked face, and put the gun in his hand against his white-haired head, and the hoarse voice spread throughout the hall.

"I'm here to find Bruce Wayne for revenge! Bruce, are you trying to protect these damn bastards? Look at them, each of them shouldn't be so proud, and live noble, in their hands Covered with blood, they should die with you, but...now! Get out of the bastards who have nothing to do with the damn name Wayne!"

Cyber ​​extend the hand, another shot Shot in the air, the third shot hit the unlucky Mr. Earle. He was hit in one leg and blood flowed freely. Amidst Earle's scream like a pig, the chaos in the crowd intensified again, and there were women screaming. The sound kept coming, the great characters lying on the ground in embarrassment, like fat insects moved towards the direction of the door, their wealth and power, rank and status, under the oppression of this death, failed to give them Bring even a sense of security.

Look, after stripping off the bright outer coat, they are no different from the ordinary person.

"You have 10 seconds to get out! Either stay and die with Wayne!"

Cyber ​​shouted loudly, but his gaze was like a knife Ducard collided with each other, and he whispered in Alfred’s ear,

"Wayne owes me again..."

"Rescue Young Master, everything you want, the Wayne family I can give it to you!"

"Okay! The deal!"