Chapter 114: Fighting against the hypocrite A-Zu in the name of justice

After Peter received Bruce's call, he immediately rushed to the destination according to the address given by the other party.

A few minutes later, he came to the door of a villa.

Sensing the strange feeling emanating from the villa in front of him, Peter's vigilance rose.

Taking a deep breath, Peter opened the door and walked into the living room when he saw Bruce waiting for him on the second floor.

"Hey, Bruce."

Peter stood in the living room, looking at Bruce with a dull expression above, frowning and shouting to him: "Bruce, what are you doing?"

Just as he was about to move forward, he saw Bruce suddenly pull out a pistol and point it at him.

Pointed at the black gun, Peter stopped and frowned at him.

"Bruce, are you going to shoot me?"

Looking at the other party's confused look, Peter knew that this kid's mind must have been affected.

But being pointed at a gun still made him very unhappy.

"No, you shouldn't have done that to Katie. I have always regarded you as my father, and you shouldn't have done that."

Bruce struggled and said in pain.

"What did I do?"

From Bruce's words, he roughly understood that Katie Wiznewski, a bitch, should be slandering what he had done.

"You shouldn't have done that"

Bruce didn't answer, but lowered his head and muttered to himself.

Under the control of Katie Wiznewski, his finger was on the trigger, as if he was about to fire the bullet in the next second.

But under the influence of self-control, he never pulled the trigger.

Looking at Peter, he felt like he was back in the crime alley where his parents died.

Only this time he became the robber holding a pistol, and his parents became Peter.

As long as you pull the trigger, everything will change, and your destiny will return to its original track with the sound of your own gun.

"No! No!"

Holding his arm, Bruce finally did not fire the bullet, but squatted on the ground and hugged his head in pain.

"Whoosh!"

Peter moved towards Bruce in an instant, but found that the environment in front of him suddenly changed.

Bruce, who was originally standing on the stairs, has disappeared, and a white mist instantly filled the air.

Standing in the foggy place on the second floor, Peter frowned and looked left and right.

Is this magic?

Feeling the unknown aura exuding in the air, Peter, who had fought "Lucifer" before, quickly recognized that the changes in front of him were probably caused by magic.

"Peter Padraic."

While he was observing his surroundings, he heard a familiar voice.

Looking downstairs, Peter spotted where the fog had cleared and Katie Wiznewski was walking over with a book in her hands.

"I didn't expect you to be a super human. It's really surprising. This is the first time I've seen someone like you. Are you an alien?"

Katie took a step closer to him, holding a thick book with simple patterns.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Elizabeth Pals. We are similar people. You are an alien and I am from the past."

"People from the past?"

Peter frowned and looked at him, "What person from the past? Are you a dead person?"

"In a sense, yes, I'm from the eighteenth century and was burned to death by the Church, but you know, witches always like to leave something to chance, so I left a magic."

She raised the magic book in her hand towards Peter, "Once any of my descendants reads this book, I can take over her body."

"I was originally very interested in you, but unfortunately, you ruined our relationship, but it doesn't matter. I am confessing to you now, just in the hope that you can reconsider this relationship."

"uh-huh."

Peter nodded, "Sorry, I'm not interested in old women. I prefer wine that gets mellower as I get older. As for women, the older I get, the less interested I am. By the way, it wasn't unjust for the church to burn you to death. After all, You are a bitch who won’t even spare your own offspring!”

"Shut up!"

After being ridiculed by Peter, Katie yelled angrily.

As she spoke, countless metal sharp weapons came towards Peter.

The weapon flashing with cold light flew to Peter in an instant.

Seeing this, Peter raised his arms to his chest.

With a "ding-dong-dang" sound, the metal weapon was bounced to the ground by Peter's arm.

Seeing that Peter was unharmed, Katie was surprised and immediately threw out a purple magic energy whip and tied it towards Peter.

Facing Katie's attack, Peter's hand condensed the energy ball with the power of the gods in his body, and also threw it towards the opponent.

With a dull sound of "bang", the magic energy whip was destroyed into stardust by the power of the gods.

As if she didn't expect Peter to have this trick, Katie immediately stepped back, avoiding the energy ball, and at the same time summoned the mist to surround Peter again.

Seeing that the other party was trying to escape, Peter immediately flashed and moved to the other party's location instantly.

However, when he wanted to reach out and grab the other person, Katie's body was like a mirage, disappearing without a trace.

Frowning, he quickly searched the entire villa, but not to mention finding Katie, even Bruce disappeared.

Talon Club.

Bruce and Katie escaped from the villa area and walked into this bar.

This bar where he once had a fight was relatively deserted, perhaps because it was not during peak business hours.

Bruce walked to the bar. The guy behind the bar was an experienced old sailor with long ears and a curved aquiline nose.

"Want something to drink? Sir."

the bartender asked him.

Bruce held his forehead and said loudly: "Rum."

"Sir, what kind of rum would you like?"

Bruce covered his head and thought for a while.

What kind of rum do you want?

What's in it? Daiquiri? Mojito? hurricane? Painkillers?

He thought for a moment and said, "Painkillers, I need painkillers."

But then a female voice came, "Give him a cup of tea, Dan, give him a cup of Mama Juana."

Bruce raised his eyes and saw that it was the female waiter he had saved before.

Bruce shook his head, dispelling the strange thoughts from his mind.

With a bang, the bartender placed a jar on the bar, then picked up the jar and poured some liquid into the cup. It was a brown liquid, a bit like Coca-Cola, but turbider than Coca-Cola.

Bruce looked at the bartender dissatisfied and said, "I need a lot more than this."

The bartender was stunned for a moment, then took away the glass, put down a pint glass, poured the liquid into the big glass again and started to shake quickly!

Bruce looked at the woman next to him—a girl with chubby cheeks, green eyes, and uneven golden hair, some of which were tied with small pink bows.

Bruce took a sip.

It smelled something like—he couldn't even put his finger on what it tasted like.

There's the caramel flavor of wine, the sweetness of honey, but it also tastes like licking the roots of a tree, a bunch of random things you pick up in the woods—thistles, thorns, bark, twigs—and then they all come together. into the liquid in his glass.

It was like birch beer spit from Satan's mouth, and he found he kind of liked the feeling.

"Sir, thank you for your help before. This cup is my treat for you."

The girl thanked Bruce.

"I think you may have encountered a little trouble, but I believe that a kind person like you will always find a way to solve it."

Listening to what the girl said to him, Bruce was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face changed.

The spirit controlled by Katie also loosened slightly.

"Am I a good person?"

The girl nodded, "Of course, you are a good person."

Looking at the other party's serious expression, Bruce touched the pistol on his waist. Just as he was about to say something, Katie came over.

Sensing Bruce's mental fluctuations, Katie looked at the girl with gloomy eyes.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed the other person's arm, preparing to suck the life out of this girl who she found disgusting.

Bruce realized what Katie was trying to do and immediately pushed the girl away and threw the drink at the bartender.

"Damn rum! It tastes like horse piss!"

Seeing that Bruce wanted to cause trouble, the security guard in the bar immediately came towards him.

Because of Bruce's intentional behavior, the two sides quickly beat each other due to conflicts.

Outside the bar, there happened to be a group of TV reporters filming the location.

Reporters, aware that they might have discovered news footage, immediately focused their cameras on the bar.

at the same time.

Azu and Star-Lord are watching TV at home.

What was shown on the TV was live news, a scene of a bar patron beating a security guard.

"Well"

Azu stared at the vague figure of the person in the picture, and said with some uncertainty: "Does that look like Bruce Wayne?"

Upon hearing this, Star-Lord immediately leaned in front of the TV.

Looking at the man who looked exactly like Bruce, he scratched his head in confusion, "There is some resemblance, but didn't dad say that Bruce is a very rich billionaire? Why does he hit people? Is it because he eats Overlord Meal? ”

"Probably, after all, this guy is the kind of person who causes trouble."

Azu said with shining eyes.

He stood up suddenly, staring at Bruce's figure on the TV with shining eyes.

"Good. This guy pretending to be a good guy has finally been exposed."

He felt he had found a good opportunity.

Not only can he expose this guy's disguise in front of his father, but he can also repair this guy well.

After all, he's already beating up the bar security guard. Let's see how he explains it to his father.

Thinking of this, he picked up his coat and walked outside happily.

Star-Lord saw Azu leaving and shouted to him: "Where are you going, John?"

"Go and uphold justice and deal with that guy."