Chapter 523 Bruce's Life Choices, if Time Could Be Reversed

On countless nights, I dreamed back to the place where I witnessed the tragic night.

The scene in front of me suddenly turned into that unforgettable night.

The theater's film list remains unchanged, and chalk lines on the floor outline the earlier tragedy.

Everything is both familiar and unfamiliar, and the distant details continue to erode Bruce's thoughts.

The rage of revenge burned in his heart.

Going deep into the dirtiest corners of the city, he transformed into Batman at night. Everything he did was to release his anger. Now he finally found the culprit of everything!

Taking a deep breath, Bruce clenched his fists.

"Squeak!"

A few minutes later, the door made the sound of a key turning, and someone came in from outside.

Bruce hides himself.

Under his gaze, a figure slowly walked towards him.

The moment the other person turned on the light, Bruce recognized him.

Although this guy's appearance has changed a lot, for Bruce, who has had countless nightmares about this guy and returned to the scene countless times, he will never admit his mistake no matter how this guy changes!

After a busy day, Joe Zier was about to lie down on the sofa and take a rest.

Batman's figure slowly appeared behind him.

Joe Zier, who had already noticed something, calmly reached out to open the drawer next to his sofa.

"The revolver isn't there anymore, Joe Zier."

Bruce's hoarse voice came out slowly.

His calm and hoarse voice contained his suppressed anger.

Hearing Bruce's words, Joe Childen was stunned.

Bruce walked towards him slowly, "Also, the shotgun behind the fireplace belongs to me, as well as the .45 pistol in your bedroom, although it will eventually be pressed against your forehead."

"I'm just looking for pills, I have a little cold."

As Joe Zier spoke, he reached out and grabbed a dagger under the sofa, turned around and stabbed Batman fiercely.

"Bang!"

Bruce grabbed his wrist, gritted his teeth, snatched the opponent's dagger away with his backhand, and twisted the wrist with a "click".

"Ahhh!!"

Joe Zier, whose wrist was twisted, screamed in pain.

Another punch hit Joe Zier's face, and Bruce knocked the opponent to the ground hard.

His right foot stepped heavily on Joe Zier's chest, and Bruce's heart was instantly filled with anger.

"Tell me! Why did you shoot the Waynes in that alley? Why did you do that?!"

"Tell me! What on earth do a mediocre and cruel person like you live for? Tell me!"

Bruce's eyes were red, and he stepped hard on the opponent's chest with his right foot.

Joe Zier, who groaned after being stepped on, tried his best to squeeze out a sentence from his mouth in horror, "I didn't mean it at the time, I'm sorry, I just wanted to make some money."

"You killed a couple and ended a boy that night."

Bruce bent down, grabbed the other person, and slammed his head against the wall.

There was a "bang" sound, and blood spattered on Qiao Zier's head.

"Just for some money?"

Lifting his knees, Bruce hammered the opponent and held his chest in pain.

"You took away the lives of two people just for this excuse?!"

Bruce grabbed the opponent's collar and knocked the opponent's head against the wall again, "Listen, outside this city, there are children crying in the alleys, women lying dead on the streets in the middle of the night, freaks who take pleasure in killing people, Use poison to paralyze your own thugs and intimidate other people's doctors. You, you dirty bugs, use such ridiculous reasons to cholera this city?"

Joe Zier, whose head was smashed and blood spattered, felt as if his body no longer belonged to him.

He tried to stand up, but Batman's fist hit him in the heart.

With a "thud", he felt as if the air in his lungs was suddenly sucked out.

He wanted to bend down and take a breath, but he couldn't, so he had to cough violently.

It was like there was an animal hiding in his chest that was ready to come out at any time, and he was trying to get rid of it.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Joe Zier, who was gasping for air, was grabbed by Bruce's head, pushed into the fireplace railing in the room, and squeezed hard into the gap in the railing.

"Remember this deep-rooted fear, I want you to remember this despair, panic and pain forever!"

Bruce gritted his teeth and said to him.

Joe Zier, who had been beaten without much strength, cried out and begged for mercy.

"I remember, please, please go around me, I am willing to go to jail! Please!"

"No! Don't even think about it!"

Bruce, who was gritting his teeth and with a ferocious and twisted face, picked up the dagger on the ground and was about to stab Joe Zier in the throat.

When the dagger was infinitely close to the opponent's neck, Bruce suddenly stopped.

In his mind, Peter's figure flashed before him.

The anger he had been maintaining suddenly dropped.

Bruce stared blankly at the dagger in his hand.

After a while, he stood up weakly and dropped the dagger in his hand on the ground.

Do you really want to kill him?

A sense of powerlessness and frustration flooded into Bruce's heart.

It's like I'm back in the Batcave when I was a kid again.

Falling into darkness because of fear, anger, and powerlessness.

Killing him will melt the darkness in your own heart and the darkness in this city?

Becoming Batman, using anger and violence to solve criminals, I once believed that this would be my salvation, but this did not really bring me peace.

The Caped Crusader's war against Gotham's evil ultimately plunged him into a deeper sense of frustration and powerlessness.

He thought he could regain a sense of power through violence and inflicting fear, and do the right thing to change Gotham.

He thought that with his anger, he could burn away the evil in Gotham.

But this is not enough.

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Killing Joe Zier could not eradicate the darkness in his heart.

Walking to the window, Bruce held onto the railing to calm down.

After staying motionless for a long time, he turned on the communication device on his arm and connected to Peter's phone.

"Sir, something unexpected happened. Can you come to Gotham?"

When Peter arrived with Azu and Clark, he saw the dying Joe Zier tied to the fireplace, and Bruce sitting next to him.

"It looks like there was a big fight going on here."

After Peter glanced at Joe Zier, he walked over to Bruce.

When Bruce saw Peter coming, he took a deep breath and stood up.

"gentlemen."

"who is he?"

Peter looked at Joe Zier, who was lying on the ground, slumped into a ball, and asked Bruce.

"Joe Zier."

Bruce said the other person's name.

Peter was slightly surprised when he heard the name.

He remembered that this guy was the murderer of the Waynes.

Looking at Joe Zier, Peter said to Azu: "John, go knock this guy out."

Azu nodded, walked over and gave the other party a physical sleep therapy.

"So. Bruce, what happened?"

With a complicated expression, Bruce told Peter everything about what happened today and that Joe Zier was the murderer of his parents.

"I wanted to kill him so much. I saw him shoot my parents with my own eyes. I saw with my own eyes the filth behind the prosperity of this city. In front of my parents' tombstones, I made a promise to spend my whole life Come fight evil in this world and seek justice for parents and all those who have been treated unfairly.”

"Now, he's standing in front of me, and I hesitate, sir."

Bruce looked at his bloody hands, "Sir, what do you think I should do now?"

Looking at Bruce's confused expression, Peter sighed slightly.

"That doesn't depend on me, Bruce. That depends entirely on you. You know the path you stick to. Whether it's locking him up for punishment, killing him with your own hands, or me helping you do it, all it takes is a thought. , you can decide, but you finally asked me for help. You actually knew what you were thinking, but you were also afraid, and you tried to let me help you make a decision.”

When Peter revealed his concerns, Bruce was stunned for a moment and looked at Joe Zier, "Yes, sir, I don't want to kill him. I want such a bug to spend his whole life in fear and pain, but I'm I am afraid that if one day I am the one who dies in that alley, will my parents do anything to avenge me? I am afraid that they will blame me."

"Maybe they will do this, but, Bruce, I think your parents' expectations for you should be that they never want you to work so hard. All they want is for you to be an ordinary person, not Batman."

After lightly patting Bruce on the shoulder, Peter asked Azu to carry Joe to the police station.

"Let's go back to Wayne Manor first."

Bruce nodded with a complicated mood and followed Peter out of the apartment.

The next day.

Peter, who had rested at Wayne Manor for a night, didn't see Bruce when he got up in the morning.

After thinking for a while, he walked to the graves of the Waynes and saw Bruce standing in front of the tombstone.

Seeing Peter coming, Bruce raised his head and said, "I always wonder, sir, what it would be like if I could go back to that alley and stop that bullet."

"None of us can go back to the past, Bruce."

"Yes, everything seems to be just a dream, but the grief can never be forgotten."

Bruce calmed down and said to Peter: "I plan to send someone to pick up Mr. Kent in the morning. I have invited the best heart doctor in the United States."

Bruce took the initiative to talk about Jonathan's heart treatment.

After the two talked for a while, they returned to the manor.

As soon as Peter sat down, his cell phone rang.

Rhea told him that a man named Barry Allen came to the farm and wanted to see him.

Peter asked Rhea to tell him to come to Gotham to meet him.

Two minutes later, Peter saw the Flash running towards him.

After Barry greeted Bruce, he asked him as soon as he came up: "Mr. Padrick, have you ever heard of reversing time?"