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Chapter 329

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Gotham was a paradise in the eyes of the few, but hell in the eyes of the many.

For those who did not know the city well, the high crime rate in the past five years made people stay away from Gotham. Few people would consider moving to another city first. But if the numbers were to speak for themselves, the number of people who moved to the city in the past year was higher than any other year.

Under the façade of the high crime rate was a thriving city. Wayne Corp and Mayor Nestor's city hall had been working well on the renovation of the city. Just the newly prosperous Gotham Docks alone could provide 30 thousand jobs.

For a normal person, the enjoyment of the mind was obviously not as good as the riches of life, and that was why this strange scene was created. Gotham was infamous, but with the world economy in a slump, more and more people were willing to come to the city.

Swoosh!

The heavy curtains in the room were suddenly pulled open, and the not-so-strong sunlight shone into the bedroom. The sleepy Miss Thief, Selina, couldn't help but grumble. She had just returned from Europe, and now she had three pieces of jewelry that could be passed down for generations. However, this didn't make her as happy as before.

"Get up, Selena!"

The energetic Catherine jumped onto Selena's bed and urged her. "Get up, everyone is waiting for you for breakfast!"

"Let me sleep a little longer. My biological clock hasn't turned around yet!"

Selena grumbled, but it angered Catherine. The 17-year-old girl jumped into the ground angrily and sneaked back into the room with a bag of ice.

After five minutes of screaming, Selena reluctantly put on her pajamas and washed up, but she still followed Catherine to the living room.

Breakfast was already served. Saber, who was wearing an apron, was putting the last bowl of soup in the middle of the table. Dorothy was helping Saber set up the table with a cold face. Beside her, a group of chattering girls sat on the sofa. Robin and Santals, who had been busy the whole night, leaned against the window and enjoyed the morning breeze.

The lively scene made Catherine feel a little touched. In the past, she did not want to stay in the mansion because she was alone there. Especially when her father passed away and Saber went missing, the mansion became a sad place for her.

But now, it was different. The mansion was full of life again. Staying there made her feel relaxed and happy. Perhaps this was the feeling of home.

"Alright, it's time to eat."

Seber took off his apron and allowed Dorothy to help him wrap his napkin. He then sat at the head of the table. This used to be his father's seat, but now it was his turn. He had become the head of the family.

"Let's pray."

Saber held Catherine's hand with his left hand and Robin's hand with his right. The others also held other people's hands with both hands. Under Saber's command, they began to pray before the meal. It was almost exactly the same as what his father used to do. Of course, he did not pray himself. He did not believe in these things.

But after the prayer, just as Robin was about to withdraw her hand, Saber suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"Robin, how have you been?"

He picked up the cup of hot tea and asked as he drank. "How's the situation in Gotham?"

"It's a mess …"

Robin put a spoonful of soup into her mouth and nodded in satisfaction. She said as she drank, "Let's not talk about the battle between Joker and Batman. Every time they appear, it's a battle between good and evil. Penguin Man can't stop the villains that Joker released. Now, the slums in Midtown and West District are like a world war with magic."

"There are also some guys who act strangely. They're very troublesome bastards."

At this point, Robin could not help but rub her forehead. She said with a headache, "For example, the Riddler and Mr. Freeze. They're not complete villains, but they occasionally get involved. Black Gate Prison is already overcrowded, but Gordon can't do anything about it. The situation now is a hundred times worse than what we experienced five years ago!"

"Hmm …"

Saber's fingers danced on the table. He drank a cup of tea. "Do you need my help?"

Robin was stunned for a moment. Then, she recalled the battle at New York's Hell's Gate that she participated in not long ago. She could not help but shiver and shake her head.

"Forget it. The opponents you're going to face are not these rookies in costume. I don't want to see Gotham turn into ruins overnight."

Saber nodded. However, he pointed at the girls and boys who did not forget to whisper to each other while eating.

"Then at least let them go. Robin, they've all dropped out of school. We can't let them be so free and undisciplined. How about this? From tomorrow onwards, Catherine, Emma, Clarice, and Pixie, you girls who are still underage will go to Mr. Hawkins' lab. I'll ask him to find time to teach you …"

"No! I'm not going! "

Catherine put down her cutlery and said fiercely, "I'm already a bar owner. I'm earning my own money to support myself. I'm not going to school. It's the most boring!"

"Hey!"

Saber knocked on the table with his finger.

"I didn't discuss this with you. Christian's girls, in the first half of the day, go to class or learn from Lewis to manage the docks and The Devil Gang's affairs. You can do whatever you want in the afternoon, but at night, you can follow Robin and Santals. This city will be your fighting arena, your hunting ground. Use your abilities wisely, catch bad guys, and see the dark side of the world."

He took a cigar from Ms. Dorothy and put it in his mouth.

"My advice to you is to not hold back when you catch those guys. However, since you're following Robin, you have to listen to her. If Robin tells me that one of you disobeyed her command and put others in danger, I'll send her back to New York …"

"Understood?"

Saber's gaze swept across the girls' faces. Clarice and Pixie were a little hesitant, but Catherine and Emma, who had the most cheerful personality, were eager to give it a try. He waited for two minutes, and when no one objected, he made the final decision.

"Then it's settled."

After dinner, Saber and Robin took a walk in the small garden in front of the villa. The two of them talked. They were not very close, but they definitely did not seem to be strangers. After a few years of training, Robin's personality had become colder and colder. She exuded an aura that kept people away.

"I say, Robin, during the time I wasn't around, you didn't encounter any strange things or strange people in Gotham, right?"

Saber handed her a cigarette and asked casually. "You don't know much about the truth of this world. If you encounter them, you must tell me immediately."

Robin's expression did not change. She smiled and shook her head.

"Of course, if I encounter them, I'll do that."

Saber's eyes narrowed. The hint of hesitation in Robin's eyes did not escape his observation. In addition, when he was eating, he felt a faint power from Robin's body. He was now certain of one thing: his little brother, Robin, had unknowingly stepped into that damned world.

Under such circumstances, he could not just ignore it.

"I'm going to Central City tonight. Everything is ready."

Saber patted Robin's shoulder. "Take care of the children for me. I'll bring Kevin back."

Robin did not say anything. He nodded firmly. The scar on his face looked even more ferocious, but when he turned around, Robin let out a sigh of relief.

Yes, he had a secret … a secret that could not be discovered by Saber. However, it was not out of malice. It was a kind of protection.

That night, at four o 'clock in the morning, Robin, who was wearing a dark red combat suit, ran lightly in the silent sky of Gotham. He was like a deer running on the hills. His movements were not something a normal person could do. Especially when he jumped lightly, he could jump over the gap between the tall buildings that were more than ten meters away. It made him look more like a superman than a normal person.

Finally, he arrived at the depths of Gotham's Chinatown. After looking around and making sure that there was no one around, he jumped down from the tall building and entered a hidden warehouse.

Robin walked through the lights that were neither too dim nor too bright. He stood in the middle of the empty warehouse and adjusted his breathing. When he was in his best condition, all the lights went out in an instant. The next moment, a whistling fist smashed towards his back, but Robin dodged it with a forward roll.

Robin jumped up, clenched his fists, and assumed a fighting stance. The special power that wasn't too strong surged out from his body, and a cyan airflow wrapped around his fists, making each of his punches as heavy as Mount Tai. However, the attacker in the dark didn't seem to be afraid, and instead rushed towards Robin's fists.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The two of them fought in close combat in the dark. Every punch caused visible ripples in the air. In this well-soundproofed warehouse, the battle in the dark seemed more real and deadly.

Three minutes later, Robin was punched in the abdomen. His whole body was sent flying by the special energy of the punch and crashed into the wall.

"You've regressed! Robin! "

The attacker finally spoke. His voice echoed in the dark, and his accent was strange. "Boxing is a special martial art. If you don't practice for more than three days, it will become obscure. A month of relaxation will destroy all your hard work … Is it because your willpower has regressed? Or have you finally chosen to become an ordinary person? "

"Ugh … No."

Robin clutched his stomach and got up. He shook his head. "It's just that I've been reunited with my family for the past few days … Alright, I admit, I've been lax in my practice for the past few days. I'll make it up to you."

"Deng!"

The lights lit up at this moment. The person in front of Robin finally revealed his true appearance. He was an Asian man who was not very tall. He looked like he was in his thirties. His appearance was not outstanding. He looked like an ordinary person that could be found everywhere in Gotham's Chinatown. However, his eyes were bright and full of vigor, like a steel knife that was releasing its aura.

After seeing Robin make a promise, he heaved a sigh of relief. The aura on his body suddenly dissipated, and he became calm again. He spread his hands and shrugged at Robin.

"Don't blame me for being too strict with you, Robin. You have the talent. You can go to Kunlun and strive to become the official disciple of the powerful" Thunder God "master. You can even inherit that great name in the future. You're only a step away from that outstanding path. You just need to gently push open that door …"

He sat cross-legged on the ground and spoke to Robin like an old friend.

"I know that you want to protect your family and this city. However, with your current strength, it's far from enough. What I can teach you is also very limited. Moreover, in a month's time, I'll be leaving for Kunlun. Do you want to come with me?"

Robin was wearing the helmet, so her expression could not be seen. However, this person still felt her hesitation. He tried to persuade her again.

"Your family's power is enough to temporarily protect your sister. When you return from your studies, this city will no longer be a threat to you. Come with me, Robin. Don't waste your extraordinary talent!"

"I … I'll think about it."

"Bang!"

Just as Robin finished her sentence, the door of the warehouse behind them emitted a loud noise. The heavy metal door was easily torn apart like mud, revealing a tall figure standing in the darkness.

Dark energy was flowing around his body, tearing apart the dark night. Saber removed the cigar from the corner of his mouth and casually flicked it to the side.

"He's not going anywhere. He's staying in Gotham …"

The aura on his body at this moment became as deep as hell.

"The current Gotham is indeed filled with demons. Ha … Even a half-baked trash like you can pretend to be a master in Gotham. You even want to kidnap my brother. Very well, you've successfully angered me."

"Are you going to end it yourself? Or should I do it? Friendly reminder … Choosing the latter will be … very painful! "

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