Chapter 23: Adhere to the Wayne family tradition of being polite to others (Ch 836780368)

Ding ding ding!
In a lounge of the banquet hall on the second floor, Wayne tapped the edge of a porcelain plate with a silver fork out of boredom, listening to the crisp sound of shackles hitting the table legs. Of course, it was not him who was handcuffed, as his shackles had been removed long ago using special means.
The Wayne Group executive who was tied up opposite him was trembling, his eyes fixed on the foie gras on Wayne’s plate, as if it was something more terrifying than a bomb.
And he was not the only one like this. The other executives also kept their eyes on the food plates, with expressions as if they wanted to say something but hesitated.
“Mr. Lawrence.” Wayne picked up the tablecloth and touched the corner of his mouth, saying helplessly: “I told you not to stare at my face, and then you turned around and glared at my dinner. Do you need me to feed you a bite to taste it?”
Lawrence was the name of the executive sitting opposite Wayne, and he was also the highest-ranking person present. He said nervously, “Mr. Wayne, it’s not that I don’t trust you, but can we really get out safely? After all, we have this thing hanging on us…”
Lawrence carefully looked down at the bomb on his chest. The scarlet numbers inside were slowly jumping, like a countdown to the bus to hell!
Everyone present, including Wayne, was tied up. Black Mask told them that the bombs were connected to each other, and if one of them was removed, the others would explode at the same time.
It is true that all the people present were social elites, but they said that dismantling a bomb placed on their bodies was too difficult a task!
Lawrence and the others could only place their hopes on Wayne. After all, everyone could see that this man was extraordinary. Although they were all kidnapped, the treatment they received was obviously very different.
Wayne was fed with delicious food every day, drank red wine that cost tens of thousands of dollars a bottle, and even had a comfortable big soft bed to sleep on when he was tired. On the other hand, not only were they tied up all the time, but they only had a piece of moldy and stinky bread to eat every day. If Wayne hadn’t shared some water with them, many of them would probably not have survived until today.
Even the fact that they were able to go to the toilet outside was thanks to Wayne, so now, regardless of whether it was useful or not, they could only pray that Wayne could take them out.
“Oh, you are talking about this. Don’t be nervous, Lawrence. Do you think I am the kind of person who would let myself be buried with him?” Wayne shook the bomb in front of his chest, held it in his hand, and squeezed it gently, and it immediately turned into pieces.
As everyone stared in amazement, Wayne held up one of the fragments, showing the cheap plastic inside. He said nonchalantly, “That idiot Black Mask can’t even tell the difference between the real thing and a prop toy. Does he really think that Gotham’s plastic bombs are made of plastic parts?”
The Lawrence executive widened his eyes: “You, you already–”
“Shh – some things are better kept secret.” Wayne raised his finger and looked mysterious.
In fact, the bomb was not replaced by Wayne, but the memory implanted in Black Mask contained a clause that prohibited harming innocent citizens. Therefore, the bomb originally prepared could definitely not be used.
In order to force Bruce to come, it was necessary to take action to threaten the safety of the hostages, so it became a plastic bomb in the children’s toy store.
As for why a group of group executives didn’t see it… they hadn’t slept well or eaten well in the past few days, and were in an environment where they could be killed at any time. They no longer had the energy to observe whether the bomb was real or fake.
Hearing this, all the people who were tortured and almost collapsed suddenly became energetic, as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Lawrence wanted to roar loudly, but he was afraid of attracting the nearby guards, so he could only ask excitedly in a low voice:
“Mr. Wayne, let’s run now!” Lawrence pulled off the damn toy bomb and wanted to take Wayne with him. It was not entirely out of good intentions. He was obviously not a good man to be able to sit in this position.
Firstly, Wayne had just saved their lives, and they had enough conscience left to not abandon him. Secondly, they had seen Wayne’s mysterious methods. His purpose was simple. It was true that they had escaped the fate of being blown to death, but there were still countless thugs in suits out there!
If I could go with Wayne, the safety factor would undoubtedly be much higher.
Wayne waved his hand and said, “No, look at the time. Batman who is coming to the ball should be here soon. The hall will definitely be very lively and the guests will definitely rush to greet him. If you are willing to leave now and be dragged away by the staff, that’s fine.”
Lawrence understood instantly and said in a low and respectful voice, “I see. I know there is a safe secret passage leading directly to the parking lot exit. I will take them out after the work starts outside. Also, Mr. Wayne, this is my business card and some gifts. Please accept it!”
Lawrence handed over a business card and a check—written automatically after he got out of trouble.
Wayne was amused and gave him a look that said “you know a lot”. He did not reject Lawrence’s kindness. After accepting it, he handed over his own business card.
“I’m a doctor passing by. If you have any health problems, you can come to me. I’m leaving now.”
Lawrence took the business card, which had a name and phone number but no address.
Before Lawrence could say anything else, Wayne pushed the door and left. Black Mask was implanted with the memory of letting the hostages leave first, so no one was guarding the door and he just wandered around the corridor in a swagger.
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Back in the banquet hall, lyrical music had already begun playing, just waiting for the distinguished guests to arrive.
Bruce walked into the banquet hall door slowly with a frivolous smile on his face.
Expensive leather shoes rolled across the red carpet, the crystal chandelier cast tiny spots of light on his sunglasses, and the attendant next to him handed him a glass of champagne. Bruce shook his head and refused, just standing there. When everyone’s eyes were focused on him, he laughed and said:
“Roman, I know it’s you. Don’t hide it. You don’t even need anyone to tell me. As soon as I walked in, the smell of your shoddy, low-quality cosmetics almost made me faint. That smell is even worse than your damn body odor. It can be compared to the dog shit on your face!”
The whole place was in complete silence. It was obvious that the masked thugs present had been shocked by Bruce’s speech. Was it because they thought they had lived too long to commit such a suicidal provocation?
“Bruce!!!”
As expected, the furious Black Mask no longer concealed himself and walked out of the crowd. The flames of hatred burned in his eyes, and Roman’s already abstract face became even more distorted due to anger.
If we only look at the head, we are basically about to say goodbye to the human species.
Bruce still stood there, smiling calmly, “Roman, you despicable coward, I thought you, a poor stray dog ​​on the street, didn’t dare to come out and face me because you were afraid of being blinded by my dazzling figure!”
Facing the murderous look in Black Mask’s eyes, Bruce remained calm and displayed the fine tradition of the Wayne family, which is gentle, elegant and eloquent.
“Uh aaaah – old friend, it seems that before I can have a good talk with you, I have to tear your damn mouth apart first!” Black Mask barely suppressed the urge to shoot Bruce on the spot, but he could avoid the death penalty but could not escape the living punishment.
As Black Mask waved his hand, the twelve masked attendants surrounding him suddenly gathered together, and black gun barrels protruded from under their dress uniforms, all aimed at Bruce.
Of course, Black Mask is not going to take Bruce’s life now, but is going to break his hands and feet before he can properly begin the interrogation and torture.