I become light in American comics

A person with the Tao is like iron rice or steel. If you don't eat one meal, you will be hungry.

Batman is the only one among the Zhenglian elders to designate ordinary people, pure human beings. No matter how much he cheats, he still has to eat, which is indeed very reasonable.

However, seeing him in full armor and wearing a scary pointed-eared mask eating a lunch box, I was still somewhat disillusioned.

Then when Shen You glanced to the side and caught a glimpse of the large bag of packed lunches stuffed under the seat next to the Batmobile, he couldn't help but fall into silence.

Hmm. Are you living in the Batmobile?

But Shen You soon guessed what the situation was.

Following the gaze of the master in the Batmobile, Shen You quickly saw a luxurious venue across the street. There is a grand and open door, with flowers of all colors blooming in the flower beds on both sides of the door. The paved road leads directly to the interior of the venue, where gorgeous sculptures and fountains are surrounded by colorful lights.

It's so luxurious that it's even incompatible with the overall style of Gotham.

At night, there is an endless stream of luxury cars in front of the venue, and the various high-end models are dazzling. Every man who got off the bus was in a neat suit and left a generous tip for the receptionist responsible for parking. They hugged the ladies in deep-V high-shoulder zip-up dresses and walked towards the venue with steps like proud cocks.

Shen You soon realized that that was the residence of Sal Maroney, one of Gotham's top drug lords. Apparently he was hosting some kind of grand dinner party here tonight, and all the elite in Gotham were invited.

Maroni was also one of the main bosses in Gotham before his debut. At this stage, he and the famous Roman Carmel Falcone are equally powerful, and each accounts for basically half of Gotham.

The famous villain Two-Face Harvey Dent in the later Batman series had half of his face burned by Maroni. And in the post-Batman era, the Penguin, who came to power after the previous drug lords were brought down, was first promoted by Maroni.

The master is watching Maroni.

At least judging from the number of lunch boxes in the Batmobile, it should have been a long time ago.

There are fewer and fewer luxury cars coming from the street, and it seems that almost all the guests have arrived. The venue closed its doors and began tonight's high-class carnival.

It’s also time for the bats to leave their nests.

The sliding door on top of the Batmobile opened and Batman jumped out. The car door closed automatically after he came out.

He came to the high building in the shadow of no one, opened the multifunctional belt, and took out a rope with a hook.

The fledgling master seems to not even have his signature prop, the grappling gun. Now he has to rely on ropes if he wants to climb over walls.

I saw Batman lift the rope, swing it several times quickly, and throw it with all his strength. The hook was thrown high to the edge of the roof under the action of the spinning centrifugal force.

Then he knocked his head on the wall, flopped down like a limp snake, and fell at Batman's feet.

Didn't throw it up.

Shen You: "."

I'm most afraid of the sudden awkwardness in the air.

Batman silently picked up the hook, put away the rope, turned it into a windmill again, and threw it vigorously.

Snap. The hook claw successfully bit the edge of the roof. He tugged on the rope and tried it to make sure the hook was secure.

Then he started to push on the wall and climb up.

Shen You: "."

Looks like he's working hard.

really. Most comic readers only remember how Batman flew over walls and killed gods with a mortal body. Many people ignore that Batman was a rookie when he first debuted.

Series such as the classic Batman works "Year One" and "Earth One" all focused on depicting the difficulty he had in getting started when he first entered the industry. Such as falling off the roof while chasing someone, the hook gun jamming and being unable to shoot out, all kinds of dark history that are unbearable to look back on.

It’s quite difficult anyway.

After finally climbing up, Batman stood on the edge of the top of the building. A gust of cold wind blew by, and the cloak flew like a flag. A flash of blue lightning fell from the dark night sky, illuminating the tall figure.

"I am the night, I am revenge, I am Batman!"

The iconic lines engraved in the DNA, combined with the just-right thunder and lightning, are so handsome that they split the sky.

Click.

Shen You captured this photo perfectly and was very satisfied with the angle, light and shadow.

A few years later, when Batman became famous, especially when he reprimanded the newcomers in the Justice League that "no lines are allowed and no concave shapes are allowed," Shen You had a premonition that the value of this dark historical photo would go crazy.

Of course, lack of experience and accidents are one aspect, but even if you are just starting out, you are still a master. There were no surprises in the infiltration process. Although there was a gap between him and the feared Dark Knight in the later period, he still managed to sneak into Maroney's venue opposite through the ventilation duct.

After entering, Batman landed quietly, lowering his center of gravity and huddled in his wide black cloak. He walked on his knees the whole time, just like the old silver coin in the back row stealing people in the game.

Shen You, who was watching from the back row with the God's perspective turned on during the whole process, couldn't help but feel a sense of joy.

Everyone usually just sees Batman disappearing and disappearing, like a ghost in the dark. One by one, the criminals were helplessly dragged into the darkness without any movement, while the remaining people had to face the darkness surrounding them from all directions and the growing fear in their hearts.

Those two sneak attacks may look really cool from the opposite perspective, but most people certainly don’t know how long they have to patiently walk with their knees in order to be cool.

It is estimated that the knees of the Batsuit must have been damaged very quickly.

By the way, does it always look so joyful from Superman's perspective?

He sneaked out of a storage room and groped along the corridor toward the banquet hall. From a distance, Shen You saw two men at the corner in front of him, smoking cigarettes and blowing water.

"Batman? It can't be true." One of the gangsters swore, "Let me tell you, seven generations of my family have been in this city, and I'm pretty sure there can't be a Batman."

"But even Donald said he had seen it," said the No. 2 guard.

"Oh Donald? That idiot who talks about running a train? Pull him down." Minion No. 1 snorted, "That's what I said. Batman can't be real. Even if it is real, there is nothing to be afraid of.

He can only bully low-level gangsters on the street. If he dares to appear in front of me, hey, I'll just hit him with an uppercut like this, followed by a right hook."

He was so engrossed in talking that he even forgot to look at the road. He turned the corner and bumped into someone with his head.

"Hey! Do you have eyes?"

Minion No. 1 turned his head and took a closer look.

A big black mass, with pointed ears and a ferocious face.

The two men suffered cardiopulmonary arrest instantly.

Oh my god! Batman!

Of course, I couldn't shout out this time.

Because before that, the two of them had their heads pressed to the left and right by Batman. With a snap, they were knocked unconscious on the spot.

Shen You saw this and nodded slightly.

Well, I feel relieved to see that even a rookie master is so skillful at killing people on the head.

Shen You's eyes wandered, and he continued to look through the layers of obstacles towards the banquet hall.

At this time, Gotham's celebrities are being invited to enjoy an exquisite dinner in the Maroney family's restaurant. Even GCPD Chief Gill is included.

Everyone knew who Maroney was and what he was doing. But there is no evidence and no one cares. Even the director was chatting and laughing with him.

Maroni was talking to him: "You've been busy these two days, Director Gill?"

Apparently he was referring to Batman.

Gil remained silent, but the mayor spoke with a smile: "No matter who he is, his actions are indeed effective. The street crime rate is decreasing, and my approval rating is also increasing.

Ha, I think you can consider giving him a position, pay him some salary, and let him continue working like this, lest he suddenly loses interest and quits that day. What do you think, Jill? "

Director Gill looked livid and remained silent. He obviously doesn't like Batman from his standpoint, by all accounts.

First of all, Batman's actions have severely hindered some of his shady sources of income. Secondly, even from an official standpoint, Batman's existence is a slap in the face to their GCPD.

Every time this guy becomes active and appears in the newspaper, it seems to be mercilessly mocking them. The GCPD is a bunch of lazy people who eat donuts all day long.

Well, if you think about it for a moment, even Gil himself has to admit that this seems to be true. But all in all it's very irritating.

"Don't worry, Batman won't be a problem."

Maroni smiled grimly.

"If he just keeps doing what he did before and lets a few people take to the streets, that's fine. Having a hero for the people of Gotham is not necessarily a bad thing, at least it gives them a sense of security. The safer they feel, the fewer questions they ask .”

After a pause, he changed the topic.

"But if that guy doesn't know what he's doing, he dares to attack us."

Maroni's eyes suddenly darkened. Following the exclamations of everyone around the table, a dark mist emerged from behind him, vaguely abstracted into a shape similar to a bat.

He smiled cruelly.

"...He'll know he's not the only one with his tricks."