I haven't been a big brother for many years

Ryan received a call from Joanna early this morning, and was woken up by the phone ringing at almost five or six o'clock: "Mr. Jordan, I found it, the base of the Shadow Warrior Alliance! It is still in Tibet." Joanna raised her voice Can't hide my excitement.

Ryan raised his eyebrows and showed a habitual smile. He knew it would be like this: "Joanna, my good girl, calm down." His scarlet eyes were full of eagerness, but he asked an irrelevant question: "Fa Is the executor of Alcony called Victor Zas?"

Joanna frowned, she was very disgusted with Victor Zas.

However, good professional ethics reminded her to respond quickly, although the sentence was still full of dissatisfaction with this man: "Yes, sir, but Zas is a lunatic. He only loves to kill, and every time he kills a person, he will be in A scar is carved into his body. He is a monster without reason."

"Of course he has." Ryan heard her disgust, but laughed happily: "Yes, Little Joe, but Falconi's executor is very good."

He is as sharp as a knife.

Even though he is short in stature, he is very agile and very smart.He loves to cut the throats of his victims with a knife and enjoys the pleasure of killing.He loathes firearms and finds them unreliable.Though he's not against using them.He has no rules, he is unpredictable, and no one can guess his intentions.

Joanna didn't respond, but frowned, disapproving of her boss's thoughts.

Ryan's voice was gentle: "Good girl, can you tell Victor? Today at twelve noon, I hope to meet him at Falcone's Chinese restaurant." He wants to give Zas some tasks.

"Okay sir, I understand." Joanna nodded involuntarily to the phone, she could never resist his tenderness.

"Master Black, are you in there?"

There was a knock on the door, followed by Ah Fu's questioning.

Ryan immediately hung up the phone, his voice tinged with a warm smile:

"Come right away, Fu."

It was noon soon, and in a not-so-bustling corner of Chinatown, an unremarkable black commercial vehicle greeted the door of a dilapidated restaurant.

A blond beauty with a proud figure stepped out of the driver's seat. Instead of entering the restaurant, she turned around and opened the rear door, standing behind the door and waiting.

A tall gentleman in a suit and leather shoes stepped out of the car. What surprised people was the silver-white hair exposed under his black round cap and his outstanding appearance.

The woman walked to his side very naturally, and took his arm.The man with white hair who seemed to be aging prematurely had a face that looked younger than his real age. He looked at her sideways and showed a doting smile.

Someone from the restaurant greeted her, took the key from the woman, got into the driver's seat, and he drove the car to a hidden corner.

The two walked into the Chinese restaurant.Soon someone from Victor poked his head out, looked around, hung a sign of "Closed Business" on the door, and locked the door.

A man of short stature, maybe five feet seven or eight inches, came forward.

His neck and hands, which were exposed outside the tightly wrapped suit, had many scars like counting marks, his head was bald, and there was a tattoo on the back of his head, a pattern similar to wings.

His eyes are huge, and when he's staring at people, those eyes make him look even more crazy and creepy.

This is Victor Zass.

He first turned to Joanna's direction, nodded and greeted "Mrs. Dagosto." He took Joanna's hand and pressed a light kiss on her fingertips.

Then Victor turned to look at the position of Lane's tie, yes, he did not allow himself to see Lane's face at all:

"gentlemen."

After a brief gesture, he straightened up and turned around, leading them to their seats.

Ryan showed a satisfied smile, raised his hand and lowered the brim of his hat.

This person is very smart, and ordinary people might be annoyed by Victor's way of greeting regardless of superiors and subordinates, but Victor knew that Ryan didn't want to show his presence in front of others, so such actions as if he deliberately ignored him Just as Ryan wanted.

The interior decoration is completely different from its appearance, exquisite and luxurious.They followed Victor around the screen, into a small booth and sat down.

Ryan leaned lazily on the back of the chair, his hands in white silk gloves folded on his chest.His voice is deep but gorgeous like a cello:

"Victor Zas, do you hate Batman?"

His smile remained the same, as if he was asking an irrelevant question.It's like just asking him what he had for breakfast.

Victor didn't look at Ryan, but smiled at Joanna, "No."

After Falconi's death, most of the power was collected by Victor, but Batman helped him.

"Did you enjoy their fear?" referring to the victim, of course.

Ryan narrowed his bright red eyes, and tapped the rhythm with his fingers on the other hand.Seems interested in the answer to this question.

"Of course." Enjoy.Victor gave a sickly smile.

Very good, Ryan smiled in his heart.He is very good at observing colors,

He answered no to questions that Ryan wasn't interested in, and yes to questions that interested him.

Although the tiny expressions and small movements on the face were not Ryan's original intention.But answering questions by looking at their faces like this is simply the instinct of a beast.

"Go to Tibet in country Z and find the base of the Shadow Warrior Alliance. Everything that Falconi once owned will be yours." Ryan raised the corners of his lips, and his bright red eyes seemed to be dancing with flames.It lures others into the realm of karmic fire.

Both Joanna and Victor suddenly raised their heads to look at him, both of them had disbelief on their faces.

"Sir..." Joanna hesitated, was she joking?This is a cake that reaches my mouth, why should I send it back.

Ryan raised his eyebrows and interrupted their question, "I swear on my mother's grave."

He stood up and walked towards the door. The corners of the black windbreaker rolled like black clouds: "You have two weeks, Victor."

Without stopping, he walked straight out of the restaurant.

The blond Joanna hurriedly got up and followed him: "I don't understand, sir."

"Victor is a good knife for killing people, but he is obviously not suitable for managing enterprises." Joanna's face was full of disapproval.

"Yes, good Anna." Ryan said with a smile: "The Shadow Warrior Alliance is also a sharp knife."

The remnants of the Shadow Warrior Alliance and Falconi's remaining deployment, no matter who wins this struggle, will be severely damaged, and it will be easy to destroy them who have already suffered serious injuries.

But Victor couldn't refuse, he wanted Falconi's business.And Maroni's family was eyeing him from the sidelines. He had to get Jordan's promise and asylum in order to avoid being annexed by Maroni.Compared with annexing the Shadow Warrior Alliance, it is obviously more difficult to take back Falconi's business in its entirety under the interference of the Maroni family.

The war between gangsters in Gotham is about to begin.

"I heard that James Gordon has become the leader of the homicide squad, right?" Ryan lowered his eyes and asked casually.

"Yes, sir."

"Our good police officers Feralas and Jessica, tell them to 'sacrifice', Gordon will not miss this opportunity." Finding a clever time to "sacrifice" is better than being caught by the gang and hiding behind the gang The tail of the deeper forces is much better.What's more, the current police station is no longer what it used to be. These people have always been suspected by James Gordon, and if they continue to stay, there will be no inside information for them to obtain.

They will install new people, fresh blood that Gordon can trust.

"Okay." Even though Joanna still had a lot of doubts about Victor Zas' arrangement, she suppressed it.Experience taught her never to question Mr. Jordan's decisions, he never lost.

"Didi".The phone that had been silent for a long time suddenly rang.

Joanna, who was sitting in the driver's seat, handed him the phone: "Sir, your private message."

She turned her head sideways, her gaze was full of inquiry and inquiry: "Is that Miss 'Friend'? I have never seen anyone other than old Andre contact you on your personal phone."

Ryan took the phone and teased: "You must treat him as a lady. Yes, Miss 'Friend'."

"Are you interested in being my secretary at Wayne Group? :)

——B”

Ryan raised his eyebrows, took off his gloves, and tapped his fingertips on the phone: "Do you want me to do a job like Alfred?"

Soon, Bruce sent a reply: "If you want, although I would prefer you to be my bodyguard to protect me.

——B”

"Protect who? Does Batman need protection? :)"

"Come on Ryan, stop kidding, you know what I mean.

——B”

Lane smiled and wrote back immediately, "You're not mad, Brucey baby?"

After waiting for about 10 minutes, Bruce never replied.Ryan wanted to raise the corners of his lips to show a smile, but found that the curvature of the corners of his lips had already exceeded the height he usually pulled out, and even the crystal clear and light crimson eyes under the sunlight were full of gentle smiles.

Ryan touched the corner of his lips, a little embarrassed, and hurriedly restrained his smile.

However, Joanna D'Agosto in the driver's seat has already seen everything.She looked at him from the rearview mirror: "Sir, you are in love."

She used declarative sentences without any doubts, as if the evidence had been conclusive.There was a bit of sadness in her tone, even full of jealousy. "Is she a nice girl?"

Ryan pursed his lips and looked up at her. Even though he had a natural smile on his lips, he looked serious at this time: "She is the best in the world. She is excellent and beautiful. She will work hard for what she wants. She will protect People who have nothing to do with her will help everyone. She has almost gathered all the advantages in the world..."

He deserves the best Bruce Wayne in the world.

After meeting him again, Ryan became more determined in his choice.

He took off his gloves, and with his slender fingers, he took out the small ball hanging from his neck and hidden under the collar, and repeatedly stroked the texture on it.

Bruce Wayne.He thought he didn't care about anything anymore, but the name filled his heart after seeing him again.

He will make the heaviest promise for Bruce and fulfill all his wishes.He will accompany him for the rest of his life and give him the happiness he wants, even at the cost of his life.

Swear by his gun, by the tombstone of his mother's nothingness.

I swear by Ryan Black.

Even at the cost of life.

Bruce Wayne, was the only thing Ryan cared about left in the world after losing his parents.It was the only illusory hope he had left.

But he knows that this kind of feeling is not love, whether it is friendship or family affection.It might just be gratitude, or possessiveness, but it's not love after all.

He has long since lost the ability to love someone.Love is cheap, and he no longer believes in love.

So he blinked and said in a joking tone: "But I'm really not in love, Joanna."