The Track of Dawn In the World of Marvel Chapter 264

Chapter 264 62. Please! Such a grandpa is super cool, okay? -Add more for the brothers of "Stacking Armor丨Pass"【925】

Half an hour later, while the belated Gotham City police were evacuating the surrounding crowd and routinely inspecting the explosion site, Mason was standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the office on the top floor of the Wayne Casino, looking at the city in front of him. Plausible Gotham.

Behind him, Mr. Oswald Chesterfield Copperpot, the butler of the "grandfather" Thomas Wayne, was pouring coffee to the guests in a serious manner.

That's right.

In this outrageous world, not only the old man became Batman instead of his son, but even the fate of Mr. Penguin has undergone a 180-degree reversal.

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

Basically equivalent to the relationship between Bruce and Ah Fu.

However, this cunning butler with a short figure, a big belly, a tuxedo, and a classic monocle is obviously not comparable in appearance and temperament to the former ace agent and old British gentleman like Alfred.

Especially his overly flexible eyes always give people a sense of cunning.

Whenever the old man goes out to "fight for justice" and kill 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.

Thus, this penguin butler also became a well-known underworld "intermediary" in this city.

It seems that even if the world is changed and the identity is changed, a certain quality belonging to the penguin will still not change.

Since the surname is Copperpot, it is probably born to embrace darkness.

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

Even the direction of the city from the floor-to-ceiling window in front of me is exactly the same as the big office that Mason remembered, which belonged to the Kite Man in name but had actually been reserved for him.

It really makes people feel that the world is impermanent and fate is intertwined.

"Guest, your coffee is ready."

While Mason watched Gotham in silence, the old man's most trusted butler was also sizing up the "guest" brought back by the old man with his own eyes.

He tried to use a gentle tone to put the steaming coffee behind Mason, and stood there like an excellent butler, seemingly serving Mason all the time, but in fact he was helping the old man to monitor this guy.

Although this young man looks gentle and has a friendly smile, Butler Oswald can smell something about this guy keenly.

It's exactly the same smell as the old master's, which makes people afraid and can't like it.

This young man must have a lot of blood on his hands.

And I don't know if it's an illusion, butler Oswald can always feel his neck is cold every time he meets Mason's eyes.

It seems that there is an invisible voice reminding him to stay away from the young man in front of him.

"Thank you, Steward."

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

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

And the moment he saw this penguin umbrella, Penguin Butler felt a wonderful emotion.

just like.

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

This straight look was quickly noticed by Mason. The young man shrugged, opened his luggage, took out a prototype version of his commemorative penguin umbrella, handed it to the penguin butler, and said:

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

"Um?"

As a qualified housekeeper, of course this kind of gift cannot be accepted.

But Mason's words made Oswald look up in surprise, and he finally couldn't help asking:

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

"That's all too familiar, Mr. Oswald."

Mason sat on the sofa drinking bitter coffee with his head down, and said in a gentle voice:

“In another world, our relationship was extraordinary. It was a twisted and dark 'friendship' that ended with a bullet and a burning fire.

I killed a penguin with my own hands.

But to be honest, it feels good to see you again. I should give you a piece of advice, sir, don't deduct the salary and insurance compensation of your subordinates, and don't drag innocent children into the gangster business.

By the way, please stay away from me, the 'penguin betrayer'. Well, the sleeping pills in this coffee taste good, it's my favorite flavor, but it's slightly bitter in the mouth, so it may expire in another week or so.

You better check your spare kit. "

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

Butler Oswald touched his hairy fingers.

He didn't feel like Mason was joking, but fortunately, this unpleasant chat didn't last long, and the door of the office was pushed open a few minutes later.

The old man who was dressed in a straight suit and looked like the godfather of the underworld walked into his office expressionlessly, followed by Damian Wayne who looked blank and obviously doubting his life.

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

Among the debris on the floor, he grabbed Mason by the collar and cursed:

"This is the secret operation you want to do with me? You **** must have known his identity a long time ago, and I was regarded by you as a tool for the 'anti-bat tactics'.

I should have shot 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 wanted to find you a parent who could control you, but you said that person couldn't possibly exist.

But it turns out I always walk the talk.

Do you still like the 'grandpa' in front of you? Our old man is much more handsome than your nagging old immortal grandfather, isn't he? "

"Shut up!"

Damian became angry and pushed Mason back on the sofa, and sat there puffed up with his arms folded.

He is still a little confused now.

Especially when Thomas Wayne told him his own identity just now, the absurd and real impact made this little lunatic lose his mind.

In terms of blood, he is the son of Bruce Wayne.

And the gloomy man in front of him who can make people ooze cold air from his teeth even standing in the light is Bruce Wayne's father. Although they are not in the same world, it is basically certain that the DNA between the three of them is probably the same. consistent.

But from an ethical standpoint it's a different story.

After all, the Bruce Wayne of this world died when he was eight years old. The bullet on the night of Crime Alley took away a more innocent life but also left a broken and sad soul.

I shouldn't call the indifferent old man in front of me 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 off the splashed coffee on his body, and then looked at Thomas Wayne who stood silently in front of the French window and turned his back to them.

He said to this cruel, cold-blooded old man:

"Did you choose this place to open your business on purpose in memory of your child who died young?"

"There is an element of that."

Obviously reorganized his appearance, cleaned up all the stubble to make himself look like an old hard-core handsome old man with a straight waist.

Facing Mason's inquiry, he said in a low tone:

"But it's more because the location of this place is good, and it has contacts with all kinds of religions and nine schools. The casino built here naturally has a prosperous 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:

"I don't need to talk about the 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 the world is no longer safe. I didn't kill you for Damian's sake.

The last choice I can give you is to leave immediately before my collaborators notice this side! "

"You are clearly protecting the world, though by killing people like us."

Mason says:

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

You are just doing useless work. "

"so what?"

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

He said:

"Don't do anything when the destruction is about to come? Even if killing you can't stop the doomsday, at least it can make me feel better. It is a virtue not to waste expiring bullets before the world is destroyed."

"I just wanted to put your story on record."

Mason persuaded from another angle:

"When I go back there, if Bruce asks, I can't make it up, can I? 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 firmly:

"He was shot dead by my last 'partner' at the age of eight, in that crime alley, and I lost everything.

You want to know what I did to Falcone who betrayed me and caused the death of my son?

No.

You don't want to know.

My story doesn't have much to tell.

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

"Wouldn't that be more fun?"

Mason stood up, took out a recording recorder, and urged:

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

So go ahead, hurry up. "

Under Mason's urging, and under Damian's expectant gaze, the indifferent old man was silent for several minutes. Then, after the penguin butler brought him a glass of wine with ice, he looked at the tape recorder with a low voice. said:

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

I am also a doctor.

The identities on the surface are like this. My wife is my head nurse. In the eyes of outsiders, we are celebrities in this city.

While privately punishing disloyal underlings and torturing my enemies in my hospital, Martha is my gangster accountant and occasionally helps me with those pleasing 'punishments'.

The wild and dark days lasted until Bruce was born."

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

"My wife and I wanted to quit that life, we wanted our kids to live in the sun, and this decision **** off my peers.

On Bruce's eighth birthday, our family was stopped by a gunman as we walked down Crime Alley after dinner.

I could have easily crushed him, however.

I missed.

Martha and I are safe and sound.

But our child fell in a pool of blood, and Martha has been crazy since then, as for me. My heart was filled with anger and I started to indiscriminately slaughter all criminals in this city.

A full thirty years!

I've lived that kind of life without ghosts 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 people 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:

"The world, as you can see, is chaotic but not always. Some of my psychic friends told me that the world was peaceful before you noticed it.

But from a certain point onwards it fell apart.

The marriage ceremony held by the Atlantis and the Amazons for peace was the beginning of the collapse. After Diana went crazy and killed Mela, which led to the war between the two tribes, everything here began to slide towards destruction.

The calm sea is becoming more cruel every day.

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

It's more like a carnival before the end.

This world will be destroyed, and it was already on the verge of destruction before you intervened, and I don't care about the above at all!

At least until Damian came along."

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

Much like how he behaved when facing his stern grandfather.

Although he said that this old man is not very powerful, it is obvious that when facing the old man who has forged a great reputation from darkness and killing, the performance of the little lunatic is better than when he faces the "weak" old man in his opinion. Dad is more formal.

Cold enough, cruel enough, wise enough and firm enough, without any extra benevolence, has the same tactical mind as Batman but is more deterrent than Batman.

This is the most perfect image of Batman in the mind of the little lunatic Damian.

When facing such a parent, he who received wolf education since childhood is obviously full of respect.

"After dark, you will go with me to meet someone."

The old man said to Damian in an irrefutable tone:

"Go to rest now! If you are hungry, find Oswald, and he will personally take care of all your living and expenses. During the time you are stranded in this world, I will not allow you to leave my sight.

Not even for a second!

Understand? "

"Why should I"

The thorny Damian subconsciously jumped up to refute, but the old man's reaction was quite straightforward. He opened the drawer, took out a gun and put it on the table with a bang.

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

"You must obey!

Not just because of the ethical relationship between you and me, unless you plan to challenge me again and defeat me without interference from other people, I will let you act freely.

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

Empty airs but inner weakness! Looking firm but actually dazed.

You can't be who you want to be.

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

Remember? "

(end of this chapter)

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