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Chapter 842: Prison King, Good Luck
"I'm listening."
"Bane was born in Peña Douro Prison in the Caribbean Republic of Santa Prisca. His father was a mercenary who participated in a riot but escaped, so his pregnant mother was sent to prison. (Note)
If the remaining fetus is a boy, it will bear all the punishment for the crime committed by its father."
"That's terrible," said Bruce Wayne.
"That's right." Alfred nodded and said, "Unfortunately, Bane became this unlucky guy. Since he was born, he has been trapped forever in this dark, sinful, and life-threatening prison."
"According to intelligence, he lived with his mother in a dirty and damp cage since he was a child. It was not until he was six years old that his mother died and Bane was reassigned to a new cell."
Alfred paused for a long time before saying, "No one knows what he went through among those demons. It must have been riots, fights, bloodshed, intimidation, abuse, and the like."
"All of this is enough to drive an adult crazy, not to mention that he is just a child, so his mind is inevitably distorted, and he loses the concept of good and evil. Then he kills people, his hands are stained with blood, and then he is locked in the darkest and most lonely underground cage, with rats as his companions all day long."
"He suffered in this environment for ten years, but in the end he not only did not die, but his mind became stronger."
At this point, Alfred looked at Bruce Wayne, who was silent and sullen, with some distress and said, "This is a bit similar to you, Master Wayne."
"These things are nothing to brag about." Bruce Wayne shook his head.
"He was later put back in prison, and because of his previous experience, he became an idol that many people fanatically followed. He began to use all the resources at hand to train himself, and taught himself a lot of knowledge including multiple languages, mathematics, philosophy, and strategy."
"I have to say that although the prison is full of scum, there are always some talented guys. This made Bane stronger, and his self-discipline also allowed him to strengthen his body through brutal physical training. In the end, he defeated all his opponents and became the king of Peña Douro Prison."
"Not only that, he was also selected to become one of the subjects of the prison's biochemical experiments."
"Hmm?" Bruce Wayne raised his head sensitively and asked, "What biochemical experiment?"
"It was actually from our military. We don't know the specific details, but we know that the test subjects were injected with a steroid-like drug called GL11 venom. Everyone gradually died after the injection, except Bane."
"He underwent a transformation after that, becoming incredibly strong, and he later escaped from prison and received training from a ninja master, your master," Alfred said.
"So, Bane is from the Shadow Warrior League?" Bruce Wayne frowned.
"But later he was expelled from the alliance. Even the ninja master thought he was an extremely dangerous person. It is conceivable that he must not be a simple character." Alfred looked at Bruce and said, "If you really want to deal with him, I suggest you find a helper."
"My enemies are never simple characters." Bruce Wayne hugged his shoulders and said, "I defeated them all the same."
"That was in the past." Alfred was helpless about his evasion and said, "Even if your injuries have recovered by more than half, you are still not as good as before. It's not shameful to find a strong companion."
"This city belongs to the Wayne family, and I need to maintain it." Bruce Wayne said: "No matter how strong Rosen is, he is just an outsider. I can't pin my hopes on him, and besides..."
After two or three minutes of silence, he slowly said, "Compared to Bane, Rosen is even more dangerous. Unless it is necessary, I will never let him participate in fighting crime."
"He was never a rescuer, but more of a thug."
Alfred advised: "What this city really needs is your resources, brains, and passion, not your body or even your life."
The next morning.
Rosen was awakened by the footsteps outside. He glanced at the events on his phone, got dressed and got out of bed. After a quick wash, he went to the kitchen and greeted Selina Kyle, who looked tired.
"Good morning."
"Not good at all." Selina Kyle yawned and said, "I watched a lot of videos about Chinese breakfast yesterday for your breakfast. It's too difficult."
"I hope you won't let me down." Rosen ignored her complaints and turned away to exercise.
"Damn you." Selina Kyle waved her fist at Rosen's back in displeasure, and then she heard a voice suddenly say, "If I were you, I wouldn't curse the commander behind his back, and I wouldn't try to add some unknown seasonings to the food."
"what!"
I thought I was alone in the room, but suddenly another voice appeared. It was really scary. Selina Kyle was immediately startled. She grabbed the kitchen knife and said in a hoarse voice, "Who are you?"
"I am the most loyal and trustworthy intelligence officer to the Commander." As he spoke, a classical radio on the windowsill turned into a robot with a click. Its blue eyes swept over Selina Kyle and said, "I am Noisy."
"Are you an alien?" Selina Kyle's eyes almost popped out.
"That's not the point." Noisy touched the two long antennas on his head, then pointed at his eyes, then pointed at Selina Kyle and said, "I'll be watching you all the time, so don't play any tricks."
"Is Rosen the same as you?" Selina Kyle asked.
"Of course not." The noisy one answered, and then said: "The current topic is already confidential, I refuse to answer."
"What else can you do besides spying on me?" Selina Kyle continued to ask tentatively.
"I can tell you how to make breakfast less unpalatable." Guozao said confidently.
Rosen felt that Gotham City was really beyond saving.
Because he went out for a run, the total distance was no more than five kilometers, and he encountered three robberies and four or five other provocations and insults without any reason, which were purely racial discrimination.
Although he killed all the robbers, he also broke the teeth and broke the limbs of those who dared to insult him, leaving them half-disabled for the rest of their lives.
However, his unhappiness did not diminish at all, so that when he returned to the villa, he still had a stern face and did not look happy at all.
"Who offended him?" Selina Kyle noticed something was wrong and asked in a low voice.
"I can't tell you, but I suggest you stop talking nonsense." The noisy guy turned back into a radio and said, "Good luck."
Note: The Caribbean Republic of Santa Prisca seems to be fictional.
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