NovelsAlex Chapter 225 Silence Was Silenced
Chapter 225 Silence Was Silenced
Chapter 225 Silence Was Silenced
From Thomas... no, the sudden attack from Silence was clearly beyond Bruce Wayne's expectations.
He hardly thought that there would be such a day when something like a bat dart would become a weapon against himself.
Dodging and rolling to the side to avoid, there was a bang-dang sound on the floor, being hit by a row of bat darts, and a row of art-like arrangements were erected.
"Hahaha! Useless! Bruce!"
Mu Mo was still so excited that his voice was trembling, his face was flushed, as if he was doing some indescribable exercise.
Years of hatred, dissatisfaction, anger, endless waiting and resentment hidden in the darkness, can finally be released on this day, at this moment, of course he will be so happy that he cannot contain himself.
"I know you, Bruce, better than you know yourself."
Hu Mo stepped on graceful steps, unhurriedly chasing after Bruce, who kept avoiding him.
This is his best chance.
He had waited long enough and had enough opportunities to implement his plan, but Huan Mo felt that it was not the best opportunity.
But today it is!Bruce is exhausted, and even now he may fall down at any time even if he doesn't fight any fierce battles. Those TV broadcasts about the last invasion of hell demons, as well as the turmoil about Gotham these days, every time It was Batman who figured it out.
He is already at the end of his strength.
……
In fact, silent judgment is completely correct.
Bruce was indeed in a bad state.
The scars left by the previous battles and the double exhaustion both mentally and physically tortured him all the time. The reason why he didn't fall down directly was because he was Bruce and Batman.
But now, the situation is really not good.
There may also be some narcotic ingredients in the wine Thomas handed him.
Moreover, Bruce has confirmed that this house is now locked, and even the windows are made of tempered glass. Here, the state of the previous mission is completely repeated, and it is still a huge cage.
"You don't want to run away, Bruce."
The silent voice still echoed in the room: "You don't like fighting, but you like to get the result you want through this kind of fighting.
This is exactly your false side.
And I won't. "
Mu Mo took out two pistols from behind: "I will only kill you..."
With a bang, the bullet hit the wall where Bruce was hiding, and he continued silently: "...After I asked what I also wanted and tortured you enough."
Picking up a bat dart from the ground, Bruce looked at the mottled bat dart without saying a word, and the picture of Thomas practicing desperately with this bat dart naturally appeared in his mind.
"Tommy."
Bruce shouted in a deep voice: "Tell me, you didn't commit any other crimes."
"Hahaha, how is it possible, Bruce, put away your ugly hypocrisy!
You can't fail to guess what I did.
Isn't it~"
Dodging and jumping out from behind the wall, the bat dart in Bruce's hand flew out, but he heard a bang, and was hit directly by Mo Mo with the gun in his hand, and bounced to an unknown place.
Silent was not lying, at least a little bit, he was indeed a genius.
His marksmanship is good enough to be one of the strongest in the world.
……
The sound of landing came from Bruce Wayne. He borrowed a bat dart as a cover, jumped directly from behind the wall to behind the sofa, and, like a ghost, suddenly jumped from the other direction of the sofa at a speed that did not match his current physical state. Run out and punch Silence.
Unexpectedly, Hu Mo didn't evade or resist at all.
"Ah……"
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled charmingly, and was about to speak: "I'm completely powerless, Bruce..."
Bang is another punch.
Bruce Wayne will never be conservative, never give up opportunities, and never abide by the so-called battlefield etiquette.
Fighting is a way to use violence to achieve goals.
It is pure.
And this punch can be regarded as a reminder of silence.
What he was facing seemed to be a little different from the Bruce in his memory who would not fight back after being beaten.
However, this doesn't affect anything.
Bruce's fist was indeed weak.
"That's it...that's it! This is who you are! You hypocritical villain!"
Hu Mo suddenly threw away the pistol, with a ferocious face, clenching his teeth tightly, waving his fists full of anger, and fought with Bruce.
As a top karate master, Bruce is proficient in almost all fighting styles in the world and various fighting skills on and off the field.
Bruce will even use his teeth to bite off the opponent's nose if it can bring him a successful attack result.
It can be said that one of Bruce's strongest abilities is his mastery of unarmed combat techniques.
It's just that his current physical strength is really not very sufficient.
And Mo Mo used the most effective method because he knew enough about him: Hugging and wrestling.
He rushed over directly, and used his shoulders to resist Bruce, and pressed against his breastbone. Hoarse and meaningless shouts came from the silent and wide-open mouth and blood-stained teeth, as if venting some anger, just like the dyed blood on the field. Silence like a bloody bull bumped Bruce against the wall, bumping Bruce into the wall with his shoulders one after another.
Dust and blood stained Silent's back.
"ah--!"
He raised his hands high, lifted Bruce over his head, and fell hard to the ground.
"Huh...huh..."
The physical exertion of silence comes more from something in the heart, which should be called: the flame of anger.
"Bruce...you're not dead yet, get up!"
"Cough...as you wish..."
A corner of his forehead was scratched, and Bruce, who was bleeding all over his face, climbed up slightly trembling with his feet. His face was still expressionless, but with a slight...
A little pity.
"Tommy, my friend, I really don't know."
"What do not you know!"
"I don't know, you have lived... so hard all these years."
"Damn it, damn it! It's Bruce!"
The silence was completely insane, the back molars were almost shattered, and the clenched fists kept shaking: "What I hate the most is the corner of your mouth, what I hate the most is your savior-like face!
die...
Die, die, die--! "
A crazy face, a cold face.
The two people standing opposite each other rushed towards each other again.
This time, it was no longer a hug.Instead, they wrestled together.
..............................
I don't know how long it took, maybe 5 minutes, maybe 8 minutes, maybe half an hour.
In short, this luxurious trap cell that took a lot of time and money to renovate, from the outside, everything is still the same, but inside, it has been destroyed in a mess.
Hu Mo really lived here for a long time, dreaming here, thinking here, dreaming here... But his furniture and other things related to life are all gone.
The sofa was broken into a wooden frame, and the stuffing like sponge inside was scattered all over the floor, and the broken wooden frame was also stained with blood.
Tableware, wine utensils and kitchen utensils were basically broken under the window roots everywhere. It can be seen that when they were thrown, they were thrown with great force and they were completely broken.
As for other electrical appliances, tables, chairs and benches... none of them are good, they are all broken into various pieces, very post-modern works of art.
Mu Mo leaned against the wall, sat there slumped, breathing slowly.
His injury seems to be serious, at least in his plan, he shouldn't be so seriously injured.
In addition to receiving a lot of punches, which caused his nose bone to be broken and his teeth to be slightly loose, his chest was kicked in the air, causing some chest tightness, and two of his fingers were snapped off. Two chopsticks were also inserted.
So far, there is only one thing that is slightly beyond his expectations, and that is that Bruce, who was already at the end of his strength when he met him, still has such strong fighting power and such terrible willpower.
For this day, Silence has planned for more than four years. As for learning firearms, explosions, traps and other techniques, if the time for learning street fighting skills is included, it will be even longer.
However, he was just slightly dazzled by hatred and a little arrogant, and he was beaten like this by Bruce.
He had to admit that at least the adult Bruce was somewhat different from the Bruce he was familiar with.
"But, I guessed everything else right... hehe, that's enough."
Holding on to the wall in pain, he stood up, dragged his injured leg, and dragged silently step by step, until he reached Bruce, who was lying under the opposite window root and had completely passed out.
Bruce's injury was far more serious than his. His whole body looked like a blood bag that had been punctured, and he really didn't look like a living person.
But Mu Mo knew that he was still alive, and those were just superficial injuries. The reason why he passed out was that his head was hit by a stool leg.
Reaching out to touch Bruce's neck and pulse, pulling out his eyes, he did pass out.
"call……"
For some reason, Mu Mo breathed a sigh of relief.
Immediately, he seemed to be very angry and cursed something, as if he felt that he shouldn't sigh.
"Bruce..."
Hu Mo picked up the gun, pointed it at Bruce's head, hesitated for a long time, but still didn't shoot.
"Sigh... I still can't bear to let you die so easily.
You deserve more death, more pain, more torture, don't you, Bruce..."
Dragging Bruce's leg, Mo Mo himself endured the pain of the wound on his leg, and dragged Bruce to the cell that had been prepared in the basement.
This is a cell that doesn't need to be locked. Silence has long been prepared to lock Bruce here, and then directly weld the cell door until Bruce dies inside.
He wanted to break Bruce's hand, put him in a little pig-iron humanoid jar with only his head showing, and come and feed him every other week and tell him what had happened since he had replaced him.
Ah... that should be... what a beautiful scene...
But right now, he can't do that, because his injury is a little serious and needs to be dealt with briefly, and he still has other things to do.
"Bruce... I'll take advantage of you first. Let you live for a while."
Throwing Bruce directly into the dungeon, closing the cell door silently, dragging the injured leg, walked to the package Bruce brought, and opened it.
"Oh, sure enough, I always guess right."
The package was opened, and inside was a pile of black lacquered parts. Although I had never been in close contact with it, but seeing the helmet with sharp ears, I couldn't help but keep silent: "Is this Batman's armor, Bruce?" , thank you for the gift, ahahahaha!"
Enduring the pain and sitting on the ground, Hu Mo picked up the bat helmet and researched it, and soon found out how to use the bat helmet and found the communication function.
"I remember, you also have a butler named Alfred...Huh?"
During childhood, Hu Mo also went to Wayne Manor to play with Bruce several times. At that time, Alfred was the butler of Wayne Manor, but Alfred was already in Wayne Manor at that time. Old guy who's been working for a long time.
Twenty years later, he was still working in Wayne Manor.
According to silent judgment and guess, Bruce was already withdrawn, and because of the restrictions of multiple identities, Bruce should have no friends at all.
Only this guy named Alfred, that is to say, as long as this guy is killed, his plan can be said to be more than half successful.
The rest is nothing more than gradually letting [Bruce Wayne] become himself bit by bit.
but……
Open the hidden memory communication list of the bat helmet, there is actually a list of lists!
"This, this is impossible... This is impossible! Why is he! How can a person like him have friends!"
Like a broken belief, like something being stolen, like something that's been held on for so long being disproved.
Silent was so angry that he looked a little out of breath.
"Superman? Aren't they enemies! Is it true that Batman once participated in stopping General Zod? But obviously...
Who is Martian Manhunter?
T?What does it mean?
Lady Diana..."
Looking at this name, he silently suspected that this was the name of Bruce's hidden lover, but, out of his understanding of Bruce, and out of some prudent considerations, he gave up this name, which seemed to be deliberately written instead of a code name. "trap".
Then, he saw the name below.
Marked in red, painted with a skull, written with a warning, the name that was placed separately in a special folder.
"Lynn...heh..."
He laughed silently and disdainfully.
According to his understanding, the guy named Lynn contributed a lot to Bruce's injuries.
To some extent, in a certain sense, this Lynn is his natural ally.
Just from the information he found, Lynn and Batman, who are also Gotham people, had conflicts more than once.
The most recent time was a riot in Gotham. Batman almost swept Gotham, but Lynn terminated his operation.
"Lyn is also your friend, what a joke! Such a trap is so ugly!"
but……
On second thought, with Bruce's character, it seems...
While hesitating, he got up silently, endured the pain, and opened all the traps and traps prepared in advance for Batman's friends, then sat down again, opened the communication list again, and gave Lynn who was left alone , hit the past.
"Lynn! I'm under attack... I'm in a bad state and may need your help, I'm..."
"No time, I'm busy on a blind date for you. You die slowly first, and I'll go to hell to arrange a Chase shop for you later. That's it.
beep beep..."
Hang up, hang up?
Is this friend or foe?What is this answer?
Silent, lost in thought.
(End of this chapter)