I really don't care

Moore's irritability today is almost beyond words.

His emotions are rarely exposed, because he doesn't care about most things, and what others see is only the emotions he actively lets others see.

Maybe they don't know that their leader is actually a very strange Gotham man with three views.

Gotham is such a strange place. The leader of the gang, Penguin, was the mayor and was still able to participate in the selection process. The gangsters maintain order and have nothing to do with each other. Batman thinks that Gotham is his territory, and he hates everything. Something outside of his plan.

He has a series of plans for all superheroes.

About the plan to obliterate them-because no one can guarantee that they will not be controlled by other people one day, causing the earth to become a colony.

Moore knows this, and also knows that Robin is Batman's assistant, and even more that Robin is his lovely younger brother.

Maybe he takes his family too seriously?

People who are particularly sensitive to other people's emotions can't understand their own emotions now...

But he knew he was irritable.

So he barely controlled his emotions, and asked the people behind him: "Is the leader on the other side really him?"

It turned out that the gangster on the opposite side had just been annexed, and the leader was replaced.

In fact, Moore had met the original leader, and he was considered a very good person—there are very few people in Gotham who can be called a good person by him.

So Moore, who was already agitated, stretched out his hand and covered the lower half of his face.

He asked again: "Arms deal?"

The subordinate replied respectfully: "Yes."

Moore took a few steps forward and asked the new leader on the opposite side, "Where's the original leader?"

The leader felt a little strange, but still replied proudly, "It was killed by me."

Moore thought without emotion, if the original leader was still alive, maybe he would let the new leader go.

Because the original leader is very nice and good-looking.

Moore nodded as if he didn't care, then took a few steps forward and kicked the new leader directly into the wall.

——The new leader slid down softly.

Blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Moore's kick was extremely heavy, and directly kicked the new leader's viscera into a slight dislocation, and even a few ribs might be broken.

It is said that external injuries are easy to take care of, but internal injuries are difficult to take care of, but Moore doesn't like him, so he doesn't show mercy.

Let him die obediently.

Moore stretched out his hand like the subordinates around him.

Someone handed him a...gun.

"No." Moore threw the gun away, "Stick."

The subordinate looked for the stick with a bitter face and handed it to Moore.

Moore weighed it, and felt that it felt quite good. Among the two people holding guns facing each other, he rushed directly in front of the new leader, and broke one of his legs with a stick.

Screams are very common on Gotham nights, but they can still stir up waves.

Because the opponent's subordinates fired first.

Some of Moore's subordinates were shot in the arm and some in the leg.

In fact, although they are Moore's subordinates in name, they have done some bad things more or less in private, and Moore will not feel pity at all.

On the contrary, I will hypocritically feel: Ah, what a pity, I will not be able to work for the organization for a long time.

Moore was still smiling, he lifted the stick and broke the man's other leg.

Then he held the man with one hand and stood in front of him.

Everyone dared not act rashly.

The man was so painful that he almost fainted, but he still had no intention of surrendering, so Moore directly raised his hand and asked his subordinates to tie up the man's subordinates.

In the end, there can be two or three circles tied up, at least thirty or forty people.

Moore covered his face and laughed again. He looked gentle and non-aggressive, but the man who had been frightened by the beating sat in the corner holding his broken leg and scolded: "Wild species! Monster! Devil!"

"Huh?" Moore gently expressed his doubts, "I don't think I am beyond the scope of ordinary people at all. After all, I don't have superpowers either."

But these words obviously dealt a bigger blow to the man. He frantically tried to grab something from his side and threw it on Moore, "Monster! Ordinary people don't kick people a few meters away!"

Moore looked even more puzzled, and he smiled back and asked, "Eh? Didn't you want to fall out with us first? Look—" He pointed to the thirty or forty people, "You brought a lot of people. "

The man seemed to choke, but the thing in his hand actually hit Moore.

That's a curtain of bullets. Clip.Although it is not very heavy in itself, it still hurts when you hit it with the strength of a person who can be a gang leader.

With Moore's speed, he should not be able to hit him, but Moore was actually hit.The man looked at his hand in surprise, and suddenly believed that Moore's words were ordinary people.

Moore spread his hands, "Look, I am indeed an ordinary person."

He is just an ordinary person, without superpowers, he will be hit by things...

The man understood Moore's meaning, but this made him even more angry.

He understood that it wasn't that Moore couldn't dodge, but was hit on purpose, using this method to make him admit that he was an ordinary person.

Moore is so strange!The man no longer spoke or moved, he was at the mercy of others, like a marionette.

The new toy doesn't move.Moore lowered his eyes, lost interest, and went back directly.

He felt that something was wrong with him today, did he care too much about other people's eyes?Even if a little leader says he is not an ordinary person, he will be beaten to make the little leader admit that he is an ordinary person.

Could it be that one day he will die because of their words?

Surprised by himself, Moore finally realized how bad his emotions were.He simply asked his men to go pick up the goods, and tied the group of people back to Aubrey.

As for what Aubrey would think of him, Moore no longer wanted to think about it.

Anyway, subordinates are used to cheat.

*

Moore left them, walked to a place where there was no one, and suddenly started running. He ran faster and faster, feeling that his body was almost on fire.

Cheetahs running at high speed for more than 1 minute will self-destruct due to overheating, let alone humans.

No matter how powerful Moore is, he is just an ordinary trained person.

Not to mention that he had never run so fast for so long before.

Although it was only over a minute and the speed was not as fast as that of a cheetah, he was already tired.

Because of his high speed, he basically ran on a straight line, and he didn't expect to suddenly encounter a locomotive rushing out of it.

But Moore never let himself lose the initiative.

He jumped up, adding more trouble to his already overloaded legs.Relying on his amazing jumping ability, he actually flew over the locomotive.

Because the speed was too fast, he didn't see the face of the person on the locomotive clearly, but before he was far away, he heard the person on the locomotive curse: "Damn it!"

Probably, this is also the first time he has seen someone jumping who can almost give people the feeling of flying.

It's just that I accidentally frightened him, I'm sorry.

Moore calmed down a bit.Only then did I realize that my body was sweating, the sweat on my forehead was also dripping down, and my back was soaked—another shirt was scrapped.

He also likes this style.

Moore slowed down, but saw someone beside him suddenly side by side with him, "What are you doing?! Are you dying!"

The tone is familiar irritability.Moore couldn't help but think of a person who was still very cute when he was young, and he always said what he meant.He is a cute and awkward child.

But that child... After he left, in order to avoid being exposed, he never looked for that boy at all.

Looking at Damian's previous appearance, he probably knew it. Was he really in Gotham?

But this is the first time we met back home, so we can't lose our composure, he is a calm and reliable brother!Moore thought and stopped.

Because the incident happened suddenly, the figures riding motorcycles side by side rushed out because they didn't react.

Moore heard the man irritated again: "Damn it!"

Moore smiled and saw that the man on the motorcycle turned around and came back again, and then called him softly, "Moore."

Moore responded, and when the young man stopped and stepped on the ground, he jumped into the car without hesitation, and wrapped his arms around the waist and abdomen of the red hood who hadn't got off the car.

He shook his head in surprise, touched the muscles under his hands, "You actually have abdominal muscles."

Red Hood understood what Moore meant, but still felt a little embarrassed and slightly annoyed, "Five years have passed after all!"

Moore, who was behind him, stopped his movements, closed his mouth, and fell silent.

Realizing that he had said something wrong, Red Hood also shut his mouth, and finally smacked his lips irritably, then turned on the motorcycle again and drove to his safe house.

His brother is really as always... Sensitive?Get low easily?

Red Hood didn't know how to describe it, but he knew that Moore was still that gentle brother.

He originally wanted to take Moore back to his safe house, but after a second thought, he went to Tim's safe house which was closer, maybe also to see the attitude of Batman and his family.

Moore got off the locomotive and stood at the door waiting for Red Hood to open the door, but unexpectedly, Red Hood pried the door open.

Moore: "???" He entered with a puzzled expression, "Isn't it your safe house?"

Red Hood pushed Moore further in, then closed the door, and said awkwardly, "Brother."

Moore suddenly showed a nostalgic expression when he heard the words.

*

After hearing the news, Aubrey complained about the shortage of manpower and sent people to take over the new site.

How bad.

Moore made another mess for him to clean up, but why him?

Aubrey has been sent, with little reward.

He suddenly felt very troublesome, why not once and for all?

The author has something to say:

About why I entered V on Saturday, because it would be Christmas Eve when I clipped, hehehe.

Off-topic small theater:

Jiyou: Can't you give him a golden finger?

Me: Is it not enough to be as powerful as a Batman?

gay friend:……

I:?

Jiyou: What is your definition of an ordinary person?

Me: People without super powers are considered ordinary people.

Jiyou: Those who can kick people a few meters away are not ordinary people!

Me: ... oh

This is also the reason for a paragraph in this chapter→.→

Oh yes, don't forget to update at 24:11 in the middle of the night on the 30th, um, an update will be added at [-] o'clock~

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