American comics: Opening Trading Tom Cat

Chapter 147: No concept of death.

While Locke and Catwoman were playing the cat game, the Flash and Batman had already fought and the outcome was decided.

Bruce Wayne, covered in wounds, leaned against the wall. His clothes were completely soaked, not with sweat, but with blood. There was even a pool of blood under his feet.

At this time, Alfred, the butler, was bandaging Bruce Wayne.

"Master Bruce, I have to say that this time you are the most seriously injured I have ever seen. If that kid really had no killing skills and most of his attacks were not fatal, you would not have been able to die even if you had three lives this time."

Hearing this, Bruce Wayne said nonchalantly,"I won in the end, didn't I?" As he spoke

, Bruce Wayne looked at the Flash Barry who was tied up in the air by layers of chains not far away. The Flash Barry did not struggle, but looked at Bruce Wayne with a very complicated expression, sadness, sadness, disappointment, disappointment in himself.

"Mr. Bruce Wayne, you don't understand at all. Can't you see? I hurt you so badly, and now that you catch me, I'm not afraid at all. Don't you understand why?"

"Because I'm not afraid of you at all! Who would be afraid of a Dark Knight who adheres to the principle of not killing?"

Bruce Wayne snorted coldly:"You think that only death is the most frightening thing? Then you will be disappointed. I specialize in torture and interrogation. Believe me, you don't want to experience that feeling a second time. I will get all the information I want from you."

Barry still just smiled bitterly, without any fear:"So what, I never planned to hide everything. I can tell you whatever you want to ask, so what can you do? Let me go after getting enough answers?"

"Or are you going to arrest me? For intentional injury? What's the point? It takes me less than a second to escape from any prison!"

Bruce Wayne was silent for a long time before he looked at Barry with burning eyes.

"You seem to be expecting me to kill you?"

"I don't expect you to kill me. After all, who wants to die? I just hate your ridiculous principle of not killing. You are doing this to avoid becoming a demon and to avoid stepping on the law. However, you have actually become a demon. You have been stepping on the law all the time. No one has ever given you the rights of a dark knight."

"You have clearly violated everything, but you make the choice not to kill in the name of not violating those things. Do you know how terrible that is?"

"Terrible?"

Bruce Wayne frowned.

Bruce Wayne glanced at Alfred, the butler beside him:"Alfred, how about the things I asked you to check?"

"I found it."

Butler Alfred responded:"But to be honest, Master Bruce, the information may be very different from what you imagined. This young boy is neither a criminal nor a bad guy."

"Instead, he is a superhero, right?"

Alfred, the butler, looked at Bruce Wayne in surprise:"Master Bruce, you can actually guess it."

Bruce Wayne did not look at him again, but turned his gaze back to Barry.

""Little boy, tell me, you don't actually want to kill me, but you have a strong killing intention towards me. And those strange words of yours, what do you know and where did you know it from?"

Barry fell into silence, a long silence, and after a moment, Barry sighed.

"There are some things I can't tell you, I can only tell you some of the things you want to know most"

"Mr. Bruce, I saw your future, a terrifying future."

"So, this is why you want to kill me? To avoid the so-called terrible future?"

Bruce Wayne did not show any sarcasm, but instead looked like he was thinking seriously.

"Yes"

"However, it is not only"

"What I saw was just your most terrifying future. You destroyed a universe. Yes, you heard it right. You destroyed the entire universe!"

"And there are seven such terrible futures, and there are even more terrible futures that are less dangerous than these."

"Gotham City, in order to protect Gotham City, you left yourself with more than seven risks that could destroy the universe. Mr. Bruce, I advise you once again to give up your ridiculous superhero game. Even without you, Gotham City will not be more miserable."

"However, as long as you continue to play your superhero game, more than a dozen terrible futures, including the seven most terrible ones, may appear at any time."

"By then, it will be ten thousand Gothams, one hundred million Gothams, or even more Gotham cities that will die. It will be Gotham cities, not people!"

Bruce Wayne fell into deep thought and remained silent for a long time.

The scene was completely quiet for a moment.

After a moment, Batman suddenly looked up at Alfred, the butler, and said,"Alfred, triple the indicators in the XB plan again!"

"Master Bruce!"

Alfred's face changed instantly, and he looked at Bruce Wayne in shock.

"Master Bruce, triple it. No, absolutely not! The previous one was dangerous enough. If it triples, then Master Bruce,……"

"Project XB? What is that?"

Barry suddenly asked curiously.

Bruce Wayne did not answer.

"That is the plan to kill Batman himself."

A voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone present looked in the direction of the voice.

They saw a handsome guy who suddenly appeared on the sofa, with a hot beauty in his arms. Bruce Wayne was familiar with this beauty, it was Catwoman!

Barry was overjoyed:"Mr. Locke, you are here."

Locke nodded to Barry as a response.

Bruce Wayne's eyes only swept over Catwoman and fell on Locke:"It's you, right? You asked that boy to kill me, right?"

"Kill you? No, it's just a little game."

"If I really wanted to kill you, I wouldn't let Barry do it. He hasn't even killed an ordinary bad guy, let alone you."

Barry smiled bitterly and said,"I'm sorry, Mr. Locke, I'm sorry to disappoint you."

"Disappointed, no no no, I'm not disappointed"

"Barry, I told you, you can do whatever you want, that's your own will."

After saying that, Locke turned around and looked at Bruce Wayne

"Bruce Wayne, to be honest, your actions are beyond my expectations."

"I don't like you very much. You are suspicious. You doubt all superhumans. You even create precise methods and countermeasures for each superhero. Every superhero who takes it as his responsibility to protect the world is worthy of admiration. Even I have some recognition for them. However, these superheroes have to guard against the enemy while also guarding against a stab from you. You may not do it yourself, but the props you create may fall into the hands of others at any time."

"You don't know, you are just a mortal, but you set the principle of not killing in vain. Even the true saints and gods dare not set such a principle in vain. Saints will also have the desire to kill, and gods will destroy the world. But you, a mortal, with an arrogant attitude, think you have surpassed them."

"You are black-hearted and often do whatever it takes to achieve your goals."

"You condone evil, and because of your principle of not killing, the number of villains interested in you has increased dramatically. It is not too much to say that part of the evil that has occurred should be blamed on you."

"You were never a real hero, just a self-righteous idiot in my opinion"

"But, until just now, you changed my opinion of you~"

Bruce Wayne, who had been despised and insulted, had a cold face, but no substantial anger. It can only be said that his heart is tougher than expected.

"Three times the planned target~"

Locke’s voice was filled with a little more praise.

"I have glimpsed your twelve thousand futures, and there is not a single one you can escape from. You don't kill others, but you have made plans to kill yourself."

"Just one thing, to be honest, I admire you a little."

Apart from this weirdo, who else would make a plan that would kill him?

Hearing this, even Barry looked at Bruce Wayne in astonishment.

After a moment, Barry suddenly became excited and looked at Locke.

"Mr. Locke, if that's the case, then the terrible futures of the Laughing Bat, the Dawn Lantern, and the Red Death will not appear, right?"

Locke nodded, then shook his head.

"Normally, it won't."

"What's abnormal?"

This time it was Bruce Wayne who asked the question.

"The Dark Multiverse is a very special place in your universe. To put it briefly, you can understand that the individuals in that universe are all the villains you have encountered and fought against. Those characters have become the winners in the battle between the Dark Universe and you."

Bruce Wayne and Barry's faces changed.

"In such a dark universe, there is a team composed entirely of fallen Batmen. Even in the dark universe, it is the most terrifying disaster and nightmare. No one knows when those fallen Batmen will appear in this world. Once they appear~"

……

Locke didn't say the rest, but it was not difficult for the people present to understand.

After a long time, Bruce Wayne took a deep breath:"Tell me, tell me how to deal with those guys? Or, tell me the reason why those guys are formed."

Locke looked at him with a smile:"Bruce Wayne, I said so much before, just because I was surprised by your decision. You don't think that I have a good impression of you because of this."

Bruce Wayne's face did not change:"It doesn't matter whether you have a good impression of me or not, you just need to have a good impression of Catwoman next to you."

"As for me, I think my actions should make you feel more interesting, right?"

"Mr. Locke, if you can, please tell him."

Locke turned back to look at Barry:"Barry, is this one of the three questions you and I agreed on?"

Barry was silent for a moment. He knew how precious the three questions promised by this gentleman were. However, he glanced at Bruce Wayne and finally gritted his teeth and said,"Yes, this is one of the three questions!"

Locke nodded, stretched out a finger, and a message was directly transmitted to Bruce Wayne's mind.

Bruce Wayne did not pay attention to the information immediately, but looked at Barry with a strange look.

"Mr. Bruce, why are you looking at me like that?"

"You have an agreement with him on three questions?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

After a moment of silence, Bruce Wayne spoke again:"Sell me one."

Barry's mind was instantly filled with question marks. What the hell, can this thing be sold?

Before Barry could come to his senses, he heard Bruce Wayne spit out a number:"One hundred million US dollars!"

""Hiss!"

Barry gasped instantly. His monthly salary was only 6,000 dollars. 100 million dollars was a number that made Barry dizzy.

"What? Not satisfied? Then 200 million!"

Barry was completely dumbfounded.

"Still not enough, then, five hundred million!"

"Stop, stop, stop, no, don't let it go up any more!"

Barry covered his chest, feeling like his heart was about to jump out.

"Here, I can give you one, but I don't need to pay for it, that's too scary."

Bruce Wayne didn't comment, just looked at Alfred, the butler:"Alfred, transfer the money to Barry later."

After that, he turned back to Locke:"Now, can I ask you a question?"

Locke looked at the Batman who used the power of money with interest:"Tell me, to be honest, I'm a little curious."

"Any questions?"

"It depends on my mood. Right now, I'm in a good mood and I can answer most questions."

Bruce Wayne nodded:"What if I want to ask how to kill you?"

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly became cold.

Barry looked at Bruce Wayne with sweat all over his forehead. Crazy, this Batman must be crazy! Do you know what kind of existence this guy is!

One second, two seconds...

Suddenly, Locke laughed, not the kind of mocking laugh, but a big laugh, a hearty laugh.

"Haha, funny, really funny, Bruce Wayne, I changed my mind about you, you may be one of the funniest guys in the world"

"Can you answer it?"

Bruce Wayne still looked at Locke with burning eyes.

Locke thought seriously for a while, and then said:"Kill me? I don't even know how to kill myself."

"However, I can tell you that my ability"

"Also available"

"Bruce Wayne was unceremoniously Dolock smiled again, not angry."

A green energy lingered at his fingertips.

"I can control time."

As he said this, an apple appeared in Locke's hand. It rotted, then recovered, then rotted again, then recovered again, in an endless cycle.

"I can control space."

A blue light gate appeared, Locke reached into it, grabbed a little polar bear, rubbed it twice, and threw it back.

"I am free to make up my own rules, e.g.……"

With a wave of the hand, the sky became dark, and with another wave of the hand, the sky became bright again.

"I have the ability to revive infinitely~"

"I also have the power to devour everything in the world, including physical laws, energy, curses, etc., everything with or without substance, even conceptual things, such as personality, luck, etc.……"

"Kill me?"

"Haha, I also want to know whether to kill me"

"Bruce Wayne, I don't have the concept of death."