Gotham.

It was still cloudy and rainy, just like this complex city.

Donnie looked up at the sky, the nasty rain was still dripping, Donnie didn't use an umbrella, nor did he use his strength to shelter from the rain, just like an ordinary person walking in the rain, his clothes soaked.

As night falls, the dark side of the city is revealed, with sirens blaring, chaotic crowds, cryptic exchanges, and ...... The smell of sin.

"The only thing missing is the smell of blood." Donnie pulled up the hood of his black robe, and the wide hat covered his entire head.

That wasn't the case a few years ago, especially after being washed in Downey's blood.

The riots of the people at the bottom, the influx of weapons, the flying bullets and corpses, have given this sin capital something that it did not have in the past.

The rich smell of blood, the new life masked by the smell of blood.

But now the city has returned to the state it was in seven years ago, and the smell of sin has begun to permeate again, and although it is far less intense and disgusting than it was seven years ago, it does have a tendency to make a comeback.

Gotham City, Donnie's last stop, he has to meet some people.

The mayor's office is heavily guarded, and the beloved mayor of the citizens still did not return home after a busy day, and sat in the office with a tired face to correct documents.

Sparks flickered, and Donnie appeared straight here, looking at the more mature and steady mayor.

"Thomas, you've done a good job in the past few years, and you've even been re-elected." Donnie smiled, ignoring the dripping rain, and just sat down on the couch.

The mayor's strokes paused, and he suddenly looked up, and his complicated expression flashed and was replaced by respect. He immediately got up and said respectfully to Donnie, "Everything is according to your orders. ”

Thomas Wayne, nicknamed Night Stalker, is Bruce Wayne's younger brother, who was thought to have died of illness by the Bruce family as an infancy, but was actually rescued by the Owl Court and secretly raised.

When Donnie bloodbathed Gotham City, the owl chose to compromise with Donnie and pushed Thomas to Donnie as a bargaining chip.

Then Donnie asked Thomas to run for mayor in disguise, and even injected him with a new super serum to help him wash away the ills of the Dionysian factor.

For seven years, he was re-elected with a high vote, trembling to fulfill the duty of monitoring Batman given to him by Donnie.

"You're free, Thomas." Downey shook his head and said, "The freedom you want, I'll give you, no one will order you to do what you don't want to do from today on." ”

Thomas shook and lowered his head deeply, his eyes revealing excitement. He lowered his head and waited, but there was no reaction for a long time, and when he looked up in shock, Donnie had quietly left.

"Freedom...... ......" Thomas whispered, with surprise and some confusion, smiled wryly, and sat back in his seat.

After a long hesitation, Thomas began to correct the documents again, as seriously as a real mayor.

In Gotham City at night, Donnie shuttles like a ghost, and he sees old Jack, who he praises as "well-dressed", drooping and old. He saw Ederson, the little gangster he had beaten up, with a few more scars and cruelty on his face.

Familiar faces, unfamiliar faces.

The moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and large shadows shrouded it.

Batman, as always, fulfills his duties as the guardian of Gotham.

He knocks out a gangster with a punch, then slams him to the ground, then pulls out a fiery bat brand and sticks it hard to the criminal.

"Ah!!h

Terrible screams rang out, smoke emanating from the criminals' bodies, and the smell of roasted meat. By the time Batman put away the bat brand, the criminal's chest was already covered with a scalded bat-shaped scar.

It's like the imprint punishment in ancient prisons.

"Batman, you butcher!" The offender cursed.

"I hope you can learn a long lesson, and next time it won't be so simple." Batman's hoarse voice knocks the criminal unconscious with a punch, binding him up and tying him up with the other criminals who have been knocked unconscious and branded with their logos.

After a while, the police will arrest them.

Batman spread his wings and was about to leave, when suddenly, he stopped and looked at the man in the shadow in front of him, his gaze immediately becoming extremely dangerous.

"Long time no see, Bruce." Donnie stepped out of the shadows, not even looking at the poor creatures on the ground.

He looked at the burlier Batman, who had been trained hard for years to make him more intimidating than he had been in his youth.

More restrained temperament, deeper eyes.

And, that scruffy chin.

Batman, who is no longer young, has entered middle age.

The style of acting has also become a little extreme, but it is only extreme, some principles have changed, but some have not changed.

"Donnie......" Batman put his hands on his waist and was preparing something.

"I'm not here to fight with you, I'm just saying goodbye to an old friend." As he spoke, Donnie seemed to suddenly remember something, and directly drew a portal, and found a pack of cigarettes out of nowhere.

He had quit smoking for a long time, and the last cigarette was handed to Batman, who was about to retire.

Now, it doesn't prevent him from taking it out again.

"Do you want to smoke?" Downey asked.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Batman couldn't help but roar, "The president of the Lex Group killed him by suicide, and he dug out his brain for brutal research...... Donnie, you're a bastard! ”

"I don't want to argue with you about this, that Luthor guy is a scourge, and he will bring countless crises to the earth." Donnie frowned and set his sights on Batman's belt, "And ......"

"You've figured out the genes for Doom Day, right? Instead of destroying Luthor's brain, you continued to take my research and develop it further. ”

Donnie shook his head, allowing Batman to take Luthor's brain was a very important move. He did consider letting Batman continue his research, because Batman's character is like this, otherwise he would not have prepared various anti-XX armors.

An inferior version of Doom Day, Donnie really doesn't care, he cares more about Ancient Doom Day, when he came to Gotham City, he had already obtained the research results of Batman sealed in the computer, which was of little value.

Batman, it is impossible to develop the Ancient Day of Destruction in such a short time.

Without the Code of Life, without a large number of Kryptonian genetic models, without massive human experiments, it is already very amazing to be able to develop a shoddy Doom Day.

"Remind you, don't touch the things in your belt, you'll turn into a monster."

Downey used his abilities to observe, losing interest. An extremely unstable genetic pattern that has little value.

He lit a cigarette, and the light of the fire was conspicuous in the darkness.