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Chapter 131 Lessons

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On this side, Wang Dali and Jinx were interacting. On the other side, the clown who had read the report from his subordinates also came to the place where Wang Dali and Jinx had just fought.

He stroked the traces of the bang machine gun on the wall and picked up a bullet that was different from the many guns and ammunition on the earth, with a little Piltwolf-style style.

"It's Jinx."

I only solemnly introduced to everyone’s juniors in the morning, but they disappeared in the evening. The expression on the clown’s face was not very good.

"Does anyone know what's going on?"

He was unhappy and dropped the bullet in his hand, and dropped it on the ground and made a crisp sound. Hearing this, several people who arrived first stood up.

"When we arrived, that's what it was."

"Yeah"

Looking at the few people who didn't seem to be lying, the clown curled his lips. He turned around and carefully observed the scene around him.

Judging from the situation I found out, the battle ended very suddenly. When the gunfire and bomb sound were fierce, everything suddenly became quiet.

There was no blood at the scene, and it means that the other party was not injured in the rain of bullets created by Jinx alone.

"That guy who killed Coppert is really so strong"

The clown was a little surprised. He knew that there were many guys in this world who were so powerful that they didn't look like humans at all, such as Superman in the Metropolis next door. But this time he was so unlucky that a person like this came to Gotham.

"What a pity that a good seedling was. I originally wanted to train her."

The simplicity and madness shown by Jinx made the clown quite like it, but the unknown opponent of life and death is not worthy of the clown's confrontation with the unknown strong man. After two seconds of sadness, the clown's flexible head quickly generated a plan, wanting to use others as a pioneer and test Wang Dali.

It just so happened that there were more than one super criminal who wanted to trouble Wang Dali because Batman was defeated.

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Bain, nicknamed the Poison King, is two meters tall and weighs one hundred and fifty kilograms.

At first glance, people may think that he has developed limbs and is simple in mind. But in fact, he is a super genius who is proficient in psychology, pharmacy, escape, bare hands fighting, survival in the wild, has a great memory, and can communicate in the languages ​​of twelve countries.

However, after getting Wang Dali's room number from the clown, Bain didn't care whether he was used by the clown or not, and led his men straight to the luxury hotel where Wang Dali was.

All of this is just because of the feelings and bonds between him and Batman that transcend a certain boundary. After learning that Batman's true identity is actually Bruce Wayne, he has never told anyone.

Bain was discovered by Zhiyuan just as he took action. Zhiyuan did not take his own initiative to tell Bain what he was doing, but told Wang Dali about this.

"Bain's man who was useless if the tube was pulled"

Wang Dali, who had just finished taking a shower and was about to go to bed, frowned. If it was daytime now, he would be happy to play with Bain.

But now, it's already so late, and he just took a shower, so he didn't bother to pay attention to him.

After glanced at Jinx who seemed to be sleeping seriously, Wang Dali said to Qiyuan: "Let him go back and have a good sleep, and I'll talk about anything tomorrow."

"I see."

Zhiyuan was a little uncomfortable following a human's instructions, but this was also a novel experience for him. Hidden in the sub-space, he thought about it and drove to the hotel where Wang Dali was, and his gang fell silently.

Origin guaranteed that these people would not wake up until dawn the next day.

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All night was safe. Except for Jinx who wanted to escape through the window twice and was caught by Wang Dali, Wang Dali wrapped her directly with a quilt and turned into a caterpillar, making Jinx sleep angrily until dawn.

Not long after Wang Dali got up, he was still washing in the bathroom when he heard someone knocking at the door. He dropped the toothbrush in his mouth and rinsed his mouth. Wang Dali walked to open the door.

"I don't need room service...Bruce, what are you doing?"

What surprised Wang Dali was that the one standing in front of him was not the aunt who was cleaning as he imagined, but the Batman who cleaned the entire Gotham City's "sanitation".

“Because Bain.”

Bruce Wayne, wearing a bat suit, walked into the room and closed the door.

"I received a report early this morning and found Bain and his men sitting in the car parked on the road. Everyone seemed to have been given anesthetic until they just woke up."

"You did this."

Batman looked at Wang Dali with a cold face, and the tone of interrogating the prisoner made him frown.

"I have no obligation to answer your question, Mr. Bruce. If it's okay, please leave my room."

Just then, Jinx, who heard the voice, woke up. She twisted her body hard and shouted loudly.

"Help! Help!! I slept well at home yesterday, so why are I here now?"

"Who is that"

Jinx's cry for help made Batman's eyes suddenly become cold. He walked into the bedroom and saw that Jinx was struggling with a quilt and rope by Wang Dali.

"You've kidnapped children"

"You'd better shut up when you don't know anything."

Wang Dali said to Batman very bluntly, and tied her mouth with Jinx's own braid.

"Do you think you are the emperor of Gotham City?"

Facing Jinx's tearful eyes of help, Batman was silent. Then, he took a step forward and punched Wang Dali in the back.

Batman always likes to use violence to solve problems, and then use his brain when he can't solve it. No matter what the situation is, I will just keep it under control.

"I'm angry, Bruce."

This was the second time that Wang Dali's favorability towards this character was exhausted when facing the real person, and his eyes were filled with disgust.

He caught Batman's left fist attacking again and pulled it down with a little force. With a click, Batman's strong left arm dislocated from his shoulders. The sudden pain caused cold sweat to climb up to Bruce's face in an instant.

"Have you heard of one force reducing ten points?"

As he stepped forward, Wang Dali raised his right knee and pressed his knee against Batman's eight-pack abs. The spasm of the stomach and intestines caused by this blow made him lie down on the spot, and he kept spitting out sour water.

Seeing that the Batman who had hoped and looked pretty good was knocked to the ground by Wang Dali in a few strokes, the panic and fear that Jinx pretended to be on his face quickly disappeared, and he said with a pout.
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