Gotham

Gotham.

The night sky over Gotham is always filled with leaden clouds that seem to be brewing, constantly emitting a silvery-white light from within, illuminating the entire dark Gotham.

The bizarre Gothic buildings stand tall, their colorful signs shimmering, but beneath the surface of their glitz and glamour, filth and grime lurk in the dark alleyways.

A cool breeze blew by, bringing with it a light drizzle.

The dark clouds flashed with thunder, but only a light rain fell. In the strange Gothic architecture, the sign on the top shone with light. Accompanied by the thick clouds and lightning in the sky, the misty rain that shone through the light gradually slanted down with a unique romantic and poetic charm.

It also carries a touch of melancholy.

Gotham, from the very beginning, has a desolate and unsettling feel to it.

'tap tap tap...'

The people in the city included office workers carrying briefcases, prostitutes carrying cheap bags, and unsuspecting passersby who quickened their pace, splashing small puddles on the roadside, raising withered leaves and a few dirty water droplets, and soiling the trousers at their feet. They ran quickly and in succession to the eaves and supermarkets to take shelter from the rain.

Unwittingly, stepping onto the roadside today, one sees the dirty Gotham Daily, Evening Post, and numerous tabloids scattered haphazardly on the ground, clinging to the earth in the light drizzle.

A large, playful face was prominently displayed on the main page; Bruce Wayne, the Playboy of the Wayne Group, was featured more prominently than ever before.

Surprisingly, he wasn't featured in Playboy magazine, but rather in several very serious newspapers.

Is Bruce Batman?

The Legends Gotham Horror Tales, an urban Legends, are actually Bruce Wayne Group ' Playboy?!

Could the dark bats soaring through the night be Wayne Group ' Playboy? Would he prefer flying in the darkness to sleeping with female celebrities?

This Dark Knight is Bruce Wayne Group ' Playboy in disguise.

The shocking truth about Batman's true identity!

Bruce Wayne, a man shrouded in mystery from this moment on!

Click.

A bolt of lightning suddenly flashed across the sky, turning the entire Gotham a ghastly white, shimmering with a desolate, pale light, accompanied by a light drizzle.

The entire Gotham seemed to exude a silent, grim atmosphere.

At that moment, a black shadow with outstretched wings appeared in the sky. The small black dot glided and flew with its arms outstretched. In the pale light of the lightning, the dark bat-like shape was reflected as it circled and disappeared into the Wayne Group building.

It all seemed like an illusion! "Look, Batman! It's Bruce Wayne."

A young man stared intently at the towering Wayne Enterprises, pointed to the spot where the black dot had disappeared, widened his eyes, and spoke with a frenzied excitement.

However.

When the others looked up at the Wayne Group building and its top, all they saw were the ferocious dripping beasts facing them from all directions, standing guard over the Wayne Building.

I didn't see any Batman.

Where is Batman?

You've misjudged!

"Ha! Bruce, this Playboy, is Batman?"

"I don't believe these sensationalist newspaper reports that only attract attention."

"Newspapers will stop at nothing to boost sales; they won't even believe a single symbol!"

"Why... why can't Batman be Bruce?"

"Could this Playboy really be that bored?"

"The last time I saw him was on the cover of Playboy issue 58, where my favorite actress, Jenny, spent the night with him."

"That's not a reason."

"That doesn't prove that Bruce Wayne isn't Batman."

"There is no evidence whatsoever that Bruce Wayne is Batman."

"All the newspapers in town are talking about it."

"In at least four previous issues, newspapers such as the Gotham Evening Post had listed all the people from the Elliot Family, Kane Family, and Cobblepot Family who fit the criteria in terms of status and physique. Now it's just that the Wayne Family has been included."

"Heh, that's just enough to make up the Family of Gotham."

"You...!! I believe Bruce Wayne is Batman!"

"Young man, wake up. Rich people don't have such a boring life."

"This damn weather! If I were rich, I'd hire two celebrities and make love in a warm bed."

"Bruce Wayne wouldn't be so boring as to become a black bat running on underground tracks and gliding endlessly through the sky."

"The corruption and lifestyle of the rich are beyond your imagination! Damn, it's heartbreaking and I'm so envious. We're here taking shelter from the rain after work, the wind is biting cold, and our penises are sore from the cold, while others are already in bed hugging their secretaries or female celebrities, their blood boiling."

"Why... is life so unfair..."

"I'm so jealous of Bruce Wayne. He was born at the very end of his life, and all that's left is to enjoy the world and the good things about capitalism."

"He has enjoyed everything in the world."

"Perhaps it is because he has experienced everything in this world that he became Batman, the Dark Knight, and the embodiment of all evil. Perhaps he has a determination to protect Gotham and purify Gotham."

"Isn't he one of the Family? Gotham City was originally founded by these Family. Maybe he's just guarding his own city!"

"That must be it!"

"Batman is protecting his city!!"

"He must have been driven by a strong sense of justice, wanting to change Gotham, which is why he became Batman, the Dark Knight, and fought crime in the shadows."

"Hehe..."

"Young people are full of enthusiasm, but once you have money and enjoy what you deserve, you'll understand."

"You..."

Under the eaves, the young man who had just claimed to have seen Batman was furious, his face flushed red. The women around him, dressed in suits or smartly made up, rarely agreed with his opinion.

Only a few people around him, who were also young, kept arguing with these "adults".

However, in the end, these young people were always looked down upon and belittled. These socialites shook their heads and sighed, as if they had seen through all the filth and corruption, and lightly mocked a group of passionate young people.

Even young people were ready to raise their fists and give these hateful thugs a good beating.

'Bang bang bang bang...'

A burst of machine gun fire erupted, spewing flames into the sky and flashing a blinding light.

"What's all the commotion about? Stand with your back against the wall, hands up, and hand over all your money!"

Several men in black, wearing red hoods and carrying machine guns, walked towards them.

Fuck you!

The young man, who was already furious from the argument, pulled out a pistol from his waist and fired directly at the red-hooded man who was approaching.

In Gotham, would you dare walk alone at night without a few guns?

Almost everyone around her simultaneously pulled out handguns from their briefcases and from under their skirts. The supermarket owner quickly raised a shotgun under the counter and began firing without mercy. In an instant, the scene turned into a fierce gunfight between the robbers and the robbed.

Thick smoke and gunpowder rose, and in the misty rain and darkness, the blinding flashes of gunfire illuminated the scene.