Chapter 264 62 Please! This Grandpa Is Super Cool, Okay? More Chapters for "迭甲丨过" Brother [925]

Chapter 264 62. Please! Such a grandpa is super cool, okay? -Added update for "Diejia丨Guo" brothers【925】

Half an hour later, while the belated Gotham City police were evacuating the surrounding crowd and conducting routine inspections of the explosion site, in the office on the top floor of Wayne Casino, Mason was standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window looking at the building in front of him. Specious Gotham.

Behind him, "Old Master" Thomas Wayne's butler, Mr. Oswald Chesterfield Cobblepot, was pouring coffee for the guests in a serious manner.

That's right.

In this outrageous world, not only did the old man replace his son and become Batman, but even the fate of the Penguin has undergone a 180-degree reversal.

He has served the Wayne family loyally since he was young. Even after the family suffered defeat, he did not abandon his master's family. He is not only the old man's most trusted butler, but also his business assistant.

Basically the same as the relationship between Bruce and Alfred.

However, the appearance and temperament of this cunning butler, who is short in stature and has a big belly, wearing a tuxedo and a classic monocle, are obviously not comparable to that of a former king's agent and an old British gentleman like Alfred.

Especially his overly flexible eyes always give people a cunning feeling.

Whenever the old man goes out to "act chivalrously" and kills a few people to heal his "old psychological trauma", it is this penguin butler who helps him manage the largest casino on the East Coast.

As a result, the Penguin Butler also became a famous underworld "intermediary" in the city.

It seems that even if he changes the world and changes his identity, certain characteristics of the Penguin will not change.

Since his surname is Cobot, he is probably born to embrace darkness.

It wasn't until he entered this bustling casino that Mason realized belatedly that the location of Wayne's Casino run by Batman was exactly where the Iceberg Bar in another world was located.

Even the view of the city from the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him was exactly the same as the large office in Mason's memory that nominally belonged to the Kite Man and had actually been reserved for him.

It really gives people a wonderful feeling of lamenting the impermanence of the world and the intertwined fates.

"Guest, your coffee is ready."

While Mason was silently admiring the scenery of Gotham, the old man's most trusted butler was also looking at the "guest" brought back by the old man with his own eyes.

He tried his best to put the steaming coffee behind Mason in a gentle tone, and stood there like an excellent butler. He seemed to be serving Mason at all times, but in fact he was helping the old man monitor this guy.

Although this young man looked gentle and his smile was friendly, Butler Oswald could keenly smell a certain smell on this guy.

It was exactly the same smell as the old master's, which made people both afraid and disliked.

There must be a lot of blood on this young man's hands.

And I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Butler Oswald always feels a chill on his neck every time he meets Mason’s eyes.

It seemed like an invisible voice was reminding him to stay away from the young man in front of him.

"Thank you, butler."

Mason turned back and smiled at Oswald in this world. He put down the penguin umbrella in his hand. The shape of the thing immediately attracted the attention of the penguin butler.

Although he was not good at fighting in this world and had no need to fight, so he did not design his own penguin umbrella. However, after experiencing the downfall of the Wayne family when he was young, he found a job as a mechanic for a while. To subsidize the family income, he also has a certain interest and understanding of engineering.

The moment he saw the penguin umbrella, Penguin Butler felt a strange emotion.

just like.

This strange weapon was born with the same "destiny" as him.

This direct look was quickly noticed by Mason. The young man shrugged, opened his bag and took out a prototype version of his own penguin umbrella as a souvenir. He handed it to the Penguin Butler and said:

"Take it, take it as a gift, a tip, or an apology, whatever you want."

"Um?"

As a qualified housekeeper, of course you cannot accept this kind of gift.

But Mason's words made Oswald raise his head in surprise, and he finally couldn't help but ask:

"Have we met before? Guest, why do I feel that you are quite familiar with me?"

"That looks so familiar, Mr. Oswald."

Mason sat on the sofa, drank bitter coffee, and said warmly:

"In another world, the relationship between us was extraordinary. It was a twisted and dark 'friendship' that ended with a bullet and a burning fire.

I personally killed a Penguin.

But to be honest, it feels quite good to see you again. I should give you a piece of advice, Your Excellency, do not deduct the salary and insurance compensation of your subordinates, and do not drag innocent children into the gang business.

By the way, please stay away from me, the 'Penguin Betrayer'. Well, the sleeping pills in this coffee taste good, it is my favorite flavor, but it is slightly bitter in the mouth, so it may expire in about a week.

It's a good idea to check your spare pill box. "

"The things you said are beyond my imagination, but they do make me feel quite uncomfortable."

Butler Oswald touched his hairy fingers.

He felt that Mason was not joking, and fortunately, this unpleasant awkward conversation did not last long. A few minutes later, the office door was pushed open.

The old man dressed in a neat suit and looked like a gangster godfather walked into his office expressionlessly, followed by Damian Wayne, who looked confused and obviously doubted his life.

When the little madman walked into the room, he immediately saw Mason smiling at him with a cup of coffee. Then he rushed over with gritted teeth, snatched the coffee from Mason's hand and smashed it on the ground.

In the debris on the ground, he grabbed Mason's collar and cursed:

"Is this the secret operation you want to do with me? You bastard must have known his identity a long time ago, and you used me as a tool for the "anti-bat tactics".

I really should shoot you, Mason!"

"But our cooperation is very pleasant, Damian."

Mason did not resist, he said to the angry rice:

"Remember our little discussion before? I said I would find you a parent who can control you, and you said that person is impossible.

But the facts prove that I always do what I say.

Do you still like this "grandfather" in front of you? Our old man is much more handsome than your weird old immortal grandfather, right?"

"Shut up!"

Damian was so angry that he pushed Mason back to the sofa and sat there with his arms folded.

He is still a little confused now.

Especially when Thomas Wayne told him his identity in person just now, the absurd and real impact made this little madman's mind messed up.

In terms of blood, he is Bruce Wayne's son.

And the gloomy man in front of him, who can make people shiver even when standing in the light, is Bruce Wayne's father. Although they are not in the same world, it is basically certain that the DNA of the three of them is probably the same.

But from an ethical point of view, it is another matter.

After all, the Bruce Wayne of this world died at the age of eight. The bullet in Crime Alley at night took away a more innocent life but also left a fragmented and pathetic soul.

He should not call this indifferent old man grandpa.

"You can see Crime Alley from here."

Mason ignored Damian who was sulking and frowning as he sorted out the weird family relationship in his mind.

He picked up a handkerchief to wipe the coffee splashed on his body, and looked at Thomas Wayne who stood in front of the French window without saying a word and turned his back to them.

He said to the ruthless and cold-blooded old man:

"Did you choose to open your business in this place to commemorate your child who died young?"

"There are factors in this regard."

The old man, who had obviously re-groomed his appearance and cleaned up his stubble to make himself look like an old tough handsome man, stood straight.

Faced with Mason's inquiry, he said in a low voice:

"But it is more because this place is in a good location and has connections with all kinds of people. The casino built here will naturally do a booming business. I am a businessman, Mason.

I naturally have to consider these issues from the perspective of interests."

"Can you tell me your story?"

Mason asked:

"There is no need to talk about the part about Crime Alley. I know that. I just want to know more about some inside information about my next 'partner'."

"Partner?"

The old man sneered and said:

"You are an outsider, Mason! It is because of your attention and secret tricks that this world The world is no longer safe. I didn't kill you because of Damian.

The last choice I can give you is to take your people and leave immediately before my collaborators notice this place! "

"You are obviously protecting this world, although the method is to kill people like us."

Mason said:

"But I can tell you that before I came, my boss had clearly stated that your world would be destroyed in a week. That was the judgment made by a machine that can predict fate.

You are just doing useless work. "

"So what?"

The old man turned around and stared at Mason with a look as cold as ice.

He said:

"When destruction is coming, don't you do anything? Even if killing you can't stop the end of the world, at least it can make me feel better. It is a virtue not to waste bullets that are about to expire before the world is destroyed."

"I just want to record your story."

Mason persuaded from another angle:

"When I go back there, if Bruce asks, I can't make up a story, right? Thomas, don't you want your son to know more about you?"

"My son is dead!"

The old man's tone was even colder.

He said decisively:

"He died at the age of eight under the gun of the assassin sent by my last 'partner'. In that crime alley, I lost everything.

Do you want to know how I treated Falcone who betrayed me and caused my son's death?

No.

You don't want to know.

There's nothing much to say about my story.

I believe I am definitely not the kind of father that Bruce Wayne in your world wants. If I appear there, I will only become his enemy."

"Isn't that more interesting?"

Mason stood up, took out a recorder and urged:

"Okay, old man, you Wayne men have always been duplicitous. You and I both know that you want to leave some information to your son in another world.

So say it, hurry up. "

Under Mason's urging, and with Damian raising his head and looking expectantly, the indifferent old man was silent for several minutes. Then, after Penguin Butler brought him a glass of wine with ice, he looked at the tape recorder. Voice said:

“I used to control all the gangs in this city, I was one of their leaders, and the combination of the Wayne family and the Kane family made this city my territory.

I'm also a doctor.

On the surface, my wife is my head nurse. In the eyes of outsiders, we are celebrities in this city.

However, privately I punished disloyal subordinates and tortured my enemies in my hospital, with Martha being my gangster accountant who occasionally helped me deliver those pleasurable 'punishments'.

Those days of indulgence and darkness lasted until Bruce was born."

The old man took a sip of wine, covered his forehead with his hand, and said hoarsely:

"My wife and I wanted to get out of that life and we wanted our children to live in the sun, but this decision angered my peers.

On Bruce's eighth birthday, our family was passing by Crime Alley after dinner when we were intercepted by a gunman.

I could have easily crushed him to death, however.

I missed.

Martha and I are safe and sound.

But our child fell in a pool of blood. From then on, Martha went crazy. As for me, my heart was filled with anger and drove me to start indiscriminately killing all the criminals in the city.

A whole thirty years!

I have lived in that kind of life without humans or ghosts for thirty years. I don’t know what other people in this city think of me, and I don’t care.

I'm not killing for them. "

The old man drank the wine in his hand in one gulp.

He slammed the cup on the table, looked at Mason and Damian again, and said:

"This world, as you can see, is chaotic but it has not always been that way. Some of my friends with supernatural powers told me that before you noticed it, the world was very peaceful.

But at some point it started to break down.

The marriage ceremony held by the Atlanteans and the Amazons for peace was the beginning of the collapse. After Diana went crazy and killed Mela, causing the two races to go to war, everything here began to slide toward destruction.

The calm sea becomes more cruel every day.

Countless islands were submerged and the Amazons counterattacked even more crazily. Several countries in Europe were slaughtered. They were preparing for a great conquest in the name of God.

More like a carnival before the end.

This world will be destroyed, it will be on the verge of destruction before you intervene, and I don't care at all!

At least until Damian showed up."

Thomas Wayne's eyes fell on the little lunatic on the sofa. He pursed his lips, and his serious expression made Damian subconsciously sit up straight.

Very similar to how he behaved when facing his strict grandfather.

Although he said that this old man was not powerful, it was clear that when facing the old man who had made a famous name out of darkness and killing, the little lunatic performed better than when he faced the old man who he considered "weak". Dad’s time is more formal.

Cold enough, cruel enough, wise enough and firm enough, without any unnecessary kindness, he has the same tactical mind as Batman but is more intimidating than Batman.

This is clearly the most perfect image of Batman in the eyes of little madman Damian.

When facing such a parent, he was obviously full of respect as he had received wolf education since childhood.

"After nightfall, you have to go with me to meet someone."

The old man said to Damian in a tone that could not be refuted:

"Now go and rest! If you are hungry, go to Oswald. He will personally take care of all your daily life and expenses. I will not allow you to leave my sight while you are in this world.

Not even for a second!

Understand? "

"Why should I"

Damian, this thorny man, subconsciously jumped up and retorted, but the old man's reaction was quite direct. He opened the drawer, took out a gun and slammed it on the table.

He stared at Damian and said without any room for change:

"You must obey!

Not just because of those ethical relationships between you and me, unless you plan to challenge me again and defeat me without interference from others, I will let you move freely.

But Damian, you know clearly that you can't do this now.

Empty airs but weak inside! He looks determined but is actually confused and confused.

You can't be who you want to be.

However, the men of the Wayne family never disgrace themselves and never give up their ambitions!

Remember? "