Opened a martial arts school, and his eldest disciple Batman

Chapter 69: The disciple is in trouble and asks the master for help

"Claws! Claws!"

A terrified roar came from inside the room.

Du Mu was outside the door. He casually broke the limbs of the last claw and let it struggle on the ground.

The entire corridor was filled with these wriggling claws.

It does look a bit weird and disgusting.

The sound of calling out for the claws in the room was soon replaced by screams, and then it was time for Batman's torture.

Du Mu waited patiently for thirty seconds, then pushed open the door and walked in.

The ground was covered with sawdust and blood, all the owl masks were in tatters, and every face that once looked pretentious was now bruised and had fallen teeth.

Batman punched Powers in the face again and again, and asked angrily: "Where is Dick Grayson?! Where is the boy you kidnapped?!"

"Bam—!"

Blood mixed with sticky body fluids stuck together on Batman's fist and Powers' cheek.

Batman grabbed Powers by the collar and moved his face closer. The ferocious expression carved on the bat mask blended with his own emotions.

"Who is Lincoln March!? Why do you call him Thomas Wayne Jr. and why do you say he is Bruce Wayne's brother!?"

Feeling the severe pain on his face, Powers' face turned black and blue, but he let out a sneer and laughed mockingly. A few drops of blood mixed with saliva splashed onto Batman's mask.

"Bam—!"

Another punch caused the bridge of Bowles' nose to collapse. Bowles felt stars in his eyes and the sour, spicy and burning pain was as if a pot of mustard was poured into his nostrils. Immediately, tears and mucus mixed with blood flowed.

But during this extremely miserable beating, Bowles couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He said hoarsely, "It's a very heavy punch, but you should hold back. You're afraid that one punch will burst my brain, right?"

Blood dripped slowly from Batman's fist as he pulled Powers by the collar, forcing his upper body into an uncomfortable angle.

Batman remained silent as he listened to the other party's words.

Powers' eyelids were all bruised and swollen, and he could hardly open them, but his eyes showed disdain through the gaps: "This kind of restrained fist is too boring. When I was fighting to earn merit and status, those people were so creative."

He took a deep breath and actually broke free from Batman's grip on his collar. He slowly stood up and straightened his collar.

Powers was extremely close to Batman at this time, but when he looked at Batman's hideous mask, he did not feel a trace of fear, only indifference and mockery.

"You are too cowardly. You have never been to a battlefield, so you don't even dare to kill someone."

"No matter how strong you appear to be, but you are actually weak, and you don't have the guts to kill people, and you don't have the courage to bear the consequences of killing people, in front of an old soldier like me, you are just a child playing house."

As Powers spoke, he gradually stood up from the ground. His head became higher than Batman's, and he went from looking up to looking down at Batman.

"Okay, I won't say anything. If you continue to torture me, my old body won't be able to bear it. I might die from excitement."

Bowles touched his nose and with a click, he restored the bridge of his nose to its original position, but more blood flowed out.

He looked at Batman and smiled, the blood soaking into his wrinkles like the devil's skin.

"Isn't it time to arrest me and send me to prison? 'Mr. Vigilante'?"

"Of course, the Powers Group has a few partners, and I'll probably be able to toast with you at a dinner party tomorrow morning...Mr. Wayne."

Batman clenched his fists, and his leather gloves crackled as he was rubbed with great force.

Du Mu watched all this calmly.

He really wanted to know what choices Bruce would make when faced with an enemy who really wasn't afraid of anything except death.

But when he saw Batman struggling violently, Du Mu still sighed.

He could feel that Bruce really wanted to kill him this time.

The strong murderous intent overflowed from Batman's soul, but at the same time... there was also pain.

After all, this is Batman, who has only been on the scene for less than a year.

His spiritual world is not yet stable, he has not formed his own familiar way of doing things, and he is not yet firmly convinced of his own methodology.

Suddenly, Batman stopped struggling.

In Du Mu's perception, he no longer exuded strong murderous intent and self-contradiction.

Just when Du Mu was feeling a little strange, Batman slowly turned around and said tiredly: "Master..."

"The Court of Owls has invaded Shun Dynasty's territory and committed a war crime. However, since the two countries have not established an extradition law, I would like to arrest him privately and then hand him over to Shun Dynasty for trial. What do you think?"

Bowles was stunned, and Du Mu was also stunned.

Neither of them expected that Batman would suddenly say such a thing.

Cold sweat broke out on Bowles' forehead.

He looked at Du Mu and said calmly, "Wait, I'm an American. Even if I broke the law, I should be..."

"Oh!"

Batman punched Powers in the abdomen, and Powers immediately bent over like a shrimp, violently vomiting blood and wine. His legs went limp, and he knelt on the ground, panicking: "I am an American! I have diplomatic immunity! You have no right, you have no right...!"

Du Mu slapped Bowles' head in the air, almost sending him flying. His cervical vertebrae also made a crisp cracking sound in an instant.

This time, Bowles fainted.

Du Mu looked at Batman and smiled helplessly: "You suddenly thought of me when you encountered a problem, right?"

"Isn't it natural for a disciple to ask his master for help when he is in trouble?" Batman responded calmly, but he couldn't help but smile.

Du Mu really didn't expect that when Batman really faced the choice of killing or not killing for the first time in his vigilante career, he would choose this solution.

It's even quite smart... Because whether it's Batman, Du Mu or Powers, they all know that if they go to Shun Dynasty, they will be lucky if they are really beheaded. If they are taken to prison, the treatment they receive is not the same as in modern prisons.

Let me put it this way, if you open up places in modern prisons for good families in ancient times, they will all fight for it...

That's a place where you can have enough food and you don't have to work too hard. The beds are more comfortable than wooden beds, and there are warm clothes to wear in winter...

Thinking of this, even Du Mu suddenly felt that it would be interesting not to kill Bowles.

Let the human traffickers from the Court of Owls and Chen Yougong and his fellow Beggars' Gang colleagues have a good interaction with each other.

Having said that, Du Mu still came to Bowles' side, used his magic power to heal him, and woke him up.

Just as Powers was in a daze, Du Mu whispered, "Dig out your heart and bones."

“Uhhhhh——!!”

Bowles screamed in horror. He struggled on the ground, screaming, wailing in fear, and tears, snot and filth all ran out of his body.

The big man who was supposed to be above everyone else and cover the sky with one hand was now experiencing pain that most people would never experience in their entire lives, and was rolling and struggling in the filthiest dirt.

Du Mu snorted: "I thought he was a tough guy...it turns out he took drugs and his nerves are paralyzed."

Batman's face suddenly darkened.

No wonder he could remain calm even when being beaten up by himself.

He was really fooled by the other party.

Du Mu squatted down, paused the Heart-Drilling and Bone-Digging spell he was casting on Bowles, and said casually: "It's just that my spell can now directly act on the soul."

"So even if the pain exceeds the limit of your nerves, you will not faint. Even if you really die, your soul will be worn away bit by bit in this torture."

Powers kept gasping for breath and looked at Du Mu with horror. That kind of fear... Batman was very familiar with it.

He was no different from the hooligans who were beaten up by him and thrown into prison.

"Okay, apprentice, go ahead and ask." Du Mu stood up and told Bruce to continue his work.

However, this time, before Batman could even open his mouth, Powers immediately burst into tears and spilled everything.

In addition to what Batman had asked before, the specific coordinates of the Court of Owls' underground hiding place and the brainwashing place where the claws were made were also revealed.

Finally, Powers looked at Du Mu in fear, grabbed Batman's boots with both hands, and begged, "I am a criminal! But I am also an American criminal! I promise that I will not use the power of the Powers Group to get out of prison. I will honestly spend the rest of my life in prison. I will never come out again. Please, please don't send me to this man's world!"

Du Mu rubbed his nose, looked at his clean clothes, then looked at Batman covered in blood and with a hideous mask, wondering who looked more terrifying.

However, after listening to Powers' confession, Batman's originally solemn expression turned into a sigh.

"So... Thomas Wayne Jr. is fake. You just found an amnesiac kid in an orphanage and made him mistakenly believe that he is my brother so that you can take over the Wayne Group after I disappear?"

Bowles nodded repeatedly.

It’s a pity that Bruce came back at the last minute, and the importance of Thomas Wayne Jr. naturally plummeted, becoming a useless move.

After Batman knew the truth, he remained silent.

Of course, he didn't believe that he would have a younger brother out of nowhere, but he had to admit that deep down in his heart, he still had some kind of desire.

A certain desire for family and affection.

Therefore, when the other party admitted to the lie, Bruce did not need to use reason to remind himself of the loopholes in it, he only needed to regret the falsity of the matter.

Du Mu looked at Batman and patted him on the shoulder: "Now that you already have the coordinates, go and save that Dick Grayson."

Batman raised his head, dispelled his regret, frowned and asked: "Then where are you going, Master?"

"You have almost taken care of the Court of Owls. Next, I will go find the culprit of this incident and settle the score."

Du Mu spoke calmly, revealing no emotion.

Batman heard this and immediately asked, "Lei Xiaogu?"

Seeing Du Mu nod, he asked curiously, "But Lei Xiaogu may be in the Middle East now. How are you going to get there so far away? Why don't you wait until I completely deal with the Court of Owls and then take you there by private plane."

Du Mu shook his head and smiled, "It's not that troublesome."

As he spoke, he took out a serum bottle containing blood from his arms.

Batman was confused at first, but then he realized immediately: "Leshougu's blood?"

There are some contents from the original work in this chapter that must be explained, but I was too lazy to put them in the later text and take up space, so I just finished writing them in this chapter. This chapter also has 1000 more words.

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