Chapter 36: The sky is dark and I feel anxious (Ch 837644576)

Wayne left after eating the cheesecake. Before leaving, Dick wanted to thank him. After thinking for a while, he said he wanted Batman’s universal belt.
Dick said that was Batman’s personal technology and he might not be able to get it.
Wayne thought for a moment, then patted Dick’s shoulder with his right hand covered in cheese cream: “If you can’t get a Batman prop, then help me find a little toy that looks like Green Lantern’s earwax–”
Before he could finish his words, Dick rubbed his shoulders and interrupted, “W-what? I won’t mention the wonderful adjectives, who is Green Lantern?”
“Oh, I almost forgot, that Canadian whose movie flopped at the box office hasn’t turned green yet.” Wayne clapped his hands, then he remembered that in the current timeline, apart from the Bat Family and the sturdy long-legged guy, there was no trace of anyone else.
“Hmm…” Wayne put his hand on the other shoulder to make the cream on both sides of Dick symmetrical, and then lowered his voice but said in a non-serious manner: “He is just a Canadian actor who starred in a superhero movie. It’s a pity that the box office was a failure. You will hear about him in the future. After all, he also played the brother of Deathstroke.”
Dick rolled his eyes. Who is so stupid as to want to play the role of Deathstroke’s brother? Isn’t he afraid that the crazy mercenary will find out and come to his house to extort the copyright fee? And where did Deathstroke get a Canadian brother?
Shaking off the random thoughts in his mind, Dick realized that he had been led astray and said angrily, “So what exactly are you looking for? Tell me clearly, or you’ll become Wonder Woman’s booger again!”
“It’s a green mineral, the kind that turns people green to the point of panic. I’ll be of great use to you in the future. Contact me when you’re unsure. Let me make it clear, if you dare to use those stinky, moss-covered rocks from Gotham’s sewers, I promise to throw you into a washing machine filled with manure and turn on the hot water mode!”
This time, Wayne didn’t act funny. He seriously described all the physical characteristics of Kryptonite so that Dick could find it faster.
As for what will happen if Batman knows, who cares? He won’t be the one who gets hurt anyway.
As the highest fighting force of the Justice League, Superman’s presence is indispensable. However, Wayne is not sure about Clark’s situation, so to be on the safe side, he has to spare a few tons of kryptonite.
After explaining everything to Dick, Wayne took an apple and left the time to the two of them.
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Three days later, in the old harbor of Gotham at midnight.
A half moon shone dimly on a container at the abandoned dock, on which lay a hideous man foaming at the mouth. Below him, Wayne’s white cloak fluttered in the wind. At his feet lay three sturdy men covering their crotches. Although they were in great pain, they were lucky.
The camera zoomed out, revealing dozens of corpses crisscrossing each other, with blood flowing into a river, which slowly flowed into the dark sea under the moonlight.
“Hey, buddy, do you remember my name?” Wayne picked up the rusty iron chain on the ground and smashed it hard on another scarred man who tried to sneak attack him. The sound of metal collision mixed with the sound of skull breaking was particularly terrifying.
“Hey, you, stop looking. It’s you, you bastard who’s going to hell. What’s my name?” Wayne squatted in front of a frightened minion and asked him murderously.
With nothing to do in the hospital, Wayne asked Bruce to make a simple set of two things. One was the same bulletproof cloak as Batman. As he didn’t want to be entangled by annoying flies every time he patrolled at night, Wayne reluctantly agreed to the request and changed it to a white hooded style as requested.
The other one is a skull mask for cosplaying Ghost Rider.
According to his memory, Wayne worked out the design of Ghost Rider’s skull. The material used was a special metal that could protect against small-caliber bullets and was extremely light, weighing less than half a pound when worn.
“Mercy, mercy, don’t, don’t kill me…” The minion held his broken arm and saw Wayne’s devilish skull face approaching. He was almost scared to death.
Wayne held his head and said to the trembling henchman in a friendly manner, “Brother, did you not read the notice when your gang held a meeting? When the bat lights came on the day before yesterday, didn’t I hand out flyers and post notices at your gang’s active locations?”
“I, we thought it was a prank, and the boss was so angry about it that he said he would find the person and give him a good lesson…” The minions cursed their boss in their hearts, saying that he was really a fool. People had clearly issued a notice, but he still shamelessly ignored it.
Damn, now someone has come to our house and cooked us together with the second and third in command into oden. The gang has received the package to wipe out the entire family. Are you satisfied now?
It turned out that handing out flyers all over the streets would be worse than just putting a bat light in the sky that can be seen by the whole city. Wayne thought to himself that the damn Batman was so stingy and unkind that he wouldn’t even give her a custom-made light bulb despite their relationship.
Batman: If I dare to send it today, you will inform the whole city tomorrow that Bruce Wayne is Batman!
“Remember this, bastard. The third rule of Moonlight Knight’s new Late-Night Health Package is that when you go out to beg for food at night, don’t let me see any bagged powdered snacks. As a doctor, I, Doctor Strange, can’t stand seeing people eating junk food. Of course, if they insist on eating it—
Just like your boss and his friends, they either eat skewers or charcoal barbecue!” Wayne knocked the lackey to the ground. He needed someone to help him promote and increase his popularity.
I leaped over the container, my cape whirring in the night breeze. It was still early, and I could still make it to the next party!
After several days of Wayne’s crazy monster-killing propaganda, news about him gradually spread in Gotham’s underworld. Everyone knew that a freak who was even more cruel and ruthless than Batman had appeared.
They knew it, but Wayne was still a newcomer. The fact that they were traumatized by Batman didn’t mean they would be afraid of a cosplay version of the Dark Knight that emerged from a corner.
Not to mention that this new guy doesn’t even know how to cosplay, that damn stinky bat won’t wear all white!
So, after a deal was ruined, several gangs of varying sizes wanted to unite to get rid of this weirdo.
Then Wayne got the news from Nightwing and went to each of them to offer support. In just one night, their organization changed its name.
Finally, a gangster boss who was still holding on could not stand Wayne’s enthusiasm and was forced to take refuge in the ICU. He was wrapped in bandages and cried to the sheriff who was monitoring him: “That lunatic called Moonlight Knight is simply not a human being. He used a harpoon to skewer my people!
He even sprinkled cumin on it while grilling it, and said he would treat me to a midnight barbecue snack!”
The gangster boss’s statement was extremely exaggerated and could not be believed, but a new legend spread in the underground world because of it – there was a madman wearing a white cloak and calling himself the Moonlight Knight who gnawed on other people’s skulls under the moonlight at night, just to find a satisfactory skin for his skull.
The other forces that were ready to make a move were also shocked by Wayne’s brutal methods. They decided not to attack him deliberately before fully understanding Wayne’s information. They waited for a few scapegoats to help them test how capable this newcomer was!
New Arkham Hospital!
Wayne tossed a coin, and his seemingly leisurely movements could not conceal the annoyance between his brows.
It’s strange. I’ve been doing my best to uphold justice recently, but why do I always feel depressed and anxious in my heart?
At this moment, at the Gotham Airport, hundreds of kilometers away from the hospital, a man wearing a Mickey-colored windbreaker and with golden hair, smoking a cigarette, hailed a taxi.