American comic world demon hunter

Poppy held Dante's arm with difficulty. She had even put on a respirator. Now, the two of them were on a plane belonging to the Nepalese government, flying at an altitude of 23,000 meters. Dante was already He opened the cabin door and the next moment, he would jump out of the plane.

"whoosh"

As crisp as a red meteor, Dante jumped out of the plane, his red trench coat rustling, but the sound was far less intense than the sound of wind in Dante's ears.

Poppy watched Dante jump off, and she signaled the pilot to close the cabin door and start returning.

As for Dante, he was observing the mountains below with his naked eyes. The divination results showed that Lei Xiaogu's location was near Shishapangma Peak near Jilong, China. However, Dante couldn't see clearly where Shishapangma was. Bangma Peak, he was lost.

Meanwhile, in a prison near Geelong, Bruce Wayne is waking up from a nightmare.

"huhuhuhu"

Bruce gasped quickly, and more than once, he went back to his childhood in his dreams, back to a time that he would never forget. Maybe when he was seven years old, he fell into a well and broke his leg, and countless bats rushed towards him. Maybe It was when I was seven years old. My parents died in front of me. Seven years old was really an unknown era.

"You're having a nightmare"

An old voice came to Bruce's ear. Bruce looked over and saw that it was a very kind-looking old man. However, as far as Bruce knew, this old man came to prison for murder thirteen years ago.

Bruce looked at the old man in confusion. He would always think that this old man had lost all his bad thoughts. In fact, he just wanted to survive now. Such a person should not stay in prison and suffer like this.

However, thinking about the crimes the old man committed back then, Bruce felt helpless. According to his crimes, he deserved such a punishment.

Contradictions, this world is full of contradictions, why are good people always dead, and bad people always alive? The people who were killed by the old man were also pitiful people. He died, but the old man is still alive now. The old man was once a A sinner, but is he still a sinner?

"Hey"

The old man saw Bruce in a daze and asked again. Bruce heard the voice and quickly woke up. He looked at the old man and nodded gently.

"Had a nightmare"

Bruce wasn't lying, it was a terrible nightmare.

"Ling ling ling ling ling ling ling ling ling ling ling ling."

The irritating ringtone rang again. Anyone who heard this long series of monotonous ringtones would be depressed. However, the blues of such ringtones would last for three months.

This is the meeting post for breakfast

The old man quietly came to Bruce's side. The old man's tattered cotton clothes exuded a strong sour smell, but Bruce didn't feel sick because Bruce himself felt the same.

"They want to teach you a lesson, so be careful."

The old man whispered something, and this reminder made Bruce feel warm in his heart. In this cold prison, the only thing that could make him feel warm was the old man's care.

Not

It shouldn't be so

Bruce reminded himself that the old man was a sinner. He killed the person who found him while stealing and went to jail. The old man should deserve to die just like the person who killed his father.

Damn it?

Do you really deserve to die?

Bruce asked himself, after getting along with him for more than half a month, he knew what kind of person the old man was, enthusiastic and kind. This is the character of the old man. Such an old man should be given a chance to repent and a chance to live a new life.

Bruce followed the group of prisoners aimlessly. His eyes swept across this group of listless prisoners. Many of them were like the old people. They had been in this prison for at least ten years. There were always people among them who had forgotten the past. There was always one among them. Repentant people, some of them deserve a second chance

However, my father’s murderer also spent fourteen years in prison. Has he repented?

Will he repent? Will he really feel the pain of killing his father?

he died

Even if he does repent, he is already dead

Three years ago, I was supposed to be the one who killed him.

Bruce thought feebly, walking along the line of prisoners in confusion, until he heard a whisper in his ear.

"They are coming"

It was the old man who spoke. Bruce looked in the direction of the old man's gaze. A fierce-looking Chinese man with scars on his face was walking over with a group of people. Bruce knew that this man was the brother of the bastard he knocked out yesterday. Now, he's here to make room for his stupid brother

“What a bastard”

Bruce cursed in his heart. Three years ago, he was the spoiled son of Gotham and the heir of the Wayne family. Until that day, he changed.

That day, fourteen years had passed since the death of Bruce's parents. On that day, it was the hearing of Joe Chill's parole application for the murderer of his parents. He returned to Gotham from college, carrying a handful full of Bullet revolver, I wanted to kill him personally to avenge my parents.

However, Qiao Qier finally died in front of him, but it was not him who did it, but a woman who was instigated by someone else. She was instigated by Gotham's largest underworld leader, Falcone.

Bruce could not forget that when Joe Chil died, he sat in Rachel's car and listened to the woman he loved most. Rachel told him about Falconi's series of horrific actions, but he was only thinking about it. Joe Chill died excited and satisfied.

Bruce couldn't forget Rachel's disappointed look when he told Rachel that he originally wanted to kill Chil with his own hands and showed Rachel the revolver he had hidden on his body.

Bruce can't forget that when Rachel slapped him twice, it was the only time in her life that she slapped him. Bruce can't forget Rachel's tearful eyes, and Rachel's last words to him: " Your father would be ashamed of you, Bruce."

Bruce could not forget that when he came to Falconi, he was severely insulted and threatened by Falconi. He thought he would not be afraid of him, but when Falconi threatened him to kill Rachel How scared I was at that time after meeting my old butler Alfred

That night, Bruce was kicked out of the tavern by Falconi. He had an empty head that he thought was smart, but he couldn't even figure out the difference between justice and revenge. Justice will continue the order, but revenge can only satisfy himself. , I have the reputation of Gotham's sweetheart, but I can't even see the darkness and the light clearly.

That night, Bruce used all the money he had to buy a tattered coat from an old homeless man, and gave his coat to him. He wandered in the darkest places in every alley, himself

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He started stealing because he was hungry, and he committed crimes because he wanted to feel what a criminal feels like.

Bruce recalled everything in a daze. He recalled the reason why he was caught here. He actually stole a batch of valuable goods with a group of thieves. When he was arrested by the police, he discovered that the things he stole were actually Wei's. part of EN Group’s trade relations with China

No matter how the Chinese police asked, Bruce refused to tell his name. Could it be that the world should know that the heir to the Wayne family actually stole things sold by his family?

Bruce was punched in the face. He knew that it was done by a strong man who was looking for trouble. Bruce even felt that he was right. I am afraid that until now, he will really make his father feel ashamed of himself.

However, I really want to hear my father scold me: "I feel ashamed because of you." I really want to hear him scold me.

Bruce quickly dodged the fist coming from the strong man, lowered his body slightly, and knocked the strong man unconscious with a backward elbow. Bruce looked at the strong man lying on the ground with disdain, garbage, they were all a bunch of garbage, not just Behaviors and beliefs are a piece of rubbish, even skills are rubbish.

It's useless no matter how much rubbish you have.

Four or five brawny men surrounded him. They pulled on his clothes, kicked his legs and butt, and locked his neck. Damn it.

Bruce put his feet on the wall and kicked back hard, pushing all three people who tried to control him to the ground.

"come"

Bruce yelled.

"Come on, bastard"

One, two, three more and more people fell in their hands. These people were all criminals, and they were all guilty.

Bruce is satisfied. He continues to punish the guilty in his own way, making them feel fear and pain. Now, will he still be a shame to his father?

"Da da da"

Gunshots rang out, and Bruce was controlled by a group of prison guards. They pulled Bruce and kept talking.

"Lock up, lock up"

"Why do you put me in solitary confinement?" Bruce yelled unwillingly: "They were the ones who made the first move, and they were the ones with the most people."

"Confinement is for protection"

"I don't need protection," Bruce defended. With rubbish like them, what would another ten or twenty of them do?

"It's them who are protected"

The prison guard said this, and Bruce was unable to resist.

Then, Bruce saw a man in a suit in prison.

"Hello, Bruce Wayne"

This person knew him, which made Bruce extremely ashamed. It turned out that someone already knew his current identity. He was doing something that would bring shame to his father, mother, and the entire family.

"You know me?" Bruce asked harshly.

The man in straight clothes took a step forward, stood in the sun from the shadows, and slowly introduced himself.

"My name is Ducata. I am here on the orders of Lei Xiaogu. He is a person who makes all criminal gangs fearful. He is also a person who can guide you."

"Why do you think I need guidance?" Bruce asked disdainfully, guidance, he didn't need guidance, he was just exploring the life of a criminal.

"For people like you to end up like this, you can only do this intentionally. Master Lei Xiaogu knows that you have been exploring the life of a criminal group, so he knows better than you. You are lost and you have forgotten you. The original purpose"

Bruce was stunned. He knew that the person named Ducata was right. No matter how he explained his behavior to himself, he could not hide the fact that he had lost his way, from the initial petty theft to the subsequent gang crime. , Bruce participated in various crimes, but never really solved any crime.

"Then how do you think I can be guided?" Bruce asked confused.

"That will be a better way to fight criminals, a better way to exercise justice, a way that belongs to the Kagemusha Alliance"

Ducat squatted in front of Bruce and stated slowly: "A guy like you who is lost in self-satisfaction now has no faith and no way to defeat the criminal. You will be threatened, imprisoned, and defeated, but Lei Master Xiaogu will teach you how to avoid all this, and you will walk on another road, and the name of that road is called legend."

After finishing speaking, Ducata stood up, arranged his clothes, and said softly: "You will be released tomorrow. If you want to change, go to the east hillside to look for a rare blue flower with a It climbs to the top and you get the chance to change everything.”

The door to the confinement room slowly opened, Ducata left, and Bruce huddled helplessly in the corner of the confinement room, with something new in his chaotic mind.

Do you want to, do you want to try to find Lei Xiaogu and find your own beliefs? What if Lei Xiaogu can really help you?

Bruce thought about this all morning, until he heard the siren sounding.

Bruce climbed to the only small window in the solitary room and looked out, but he couldn't see anything. He could only hear the constant gunshots coming from outside, and the sound of fists and fists hitting the flesh. When everything quieted down, Bruce heard a very nice male voice.

"I don't mean to offend, it was just some accident that brought me here. Now, you have all lost the ability to fight, so I have a chance to explain."

"Who are you and what are you doing?"

Bruce heard that the person asking the question was the prison guard who had locked him up this morning. Bruce was confused and guessing what happened. However, the next moment, he heard a voice that surprised him deeply.

"I'm Dante Nefilim. I'm here to look for news about Lei Xiaogu. Has anyone heard of him? It doesn't matter if you haven't. After all, I never thought of coming here to look for clues. Prison , this is not a good place to ask questions.”

"Aren't you here to rob the prison?" the prison guard questioned fiercely. He was very dissatisfied that nearly twenty soldiers on his side were easily knocked down.

"Ha" Dante smiled contemptuously: "Do you think I am here to save this group of criminals? My purpose is to combat the evil behind the surface of the world. I am the savior of the good, not the one praised by the evil. evil god"

Bruce heard the disdain in this man's mouth, Lei Xiaogu, he had just heard this name this morning, Lei Xiaogu

"I know"

Bruce shouted at the top of his lungs.

"I know Lei Xiaogu"

Perhaps, after contacting the person outside, you can learn more about Lei Xiaogu. After all, that will determine your future footprints.