The young Wayne frowned slightly, although he was not interested in this method of "hiding things in his body", after all, during his time as Batman, he had seen all kinds of criminals.

But if the person who did such a crazy thing was "him", he would be somewhat unable to accept it.

Wayne, who had injected with the "Bain potion", remained calm and handed the key to the other party.

"This key was given to me by the 70s Bruce. He was able to open a door at the end of the corridor. This was the only contribution that the old man made."

He said, and then the wound on his abdomen began to heal slowly.

He saw another of his own surprised eyes: "No need to be surprised, this is the ability of Bain potion. He can transform your body into a human-shaped weapon, and is immune to toxins, and has a certain ability to heal."

Another Wayne nodded: "Okay, you can tell, but are you really 'me'? I mean, according to my current thinking, I will never inject this thing into my body, which makes me look like a monster."

"Ha, it's rare that you can still maintain this idea, but if you have experienced what I've experienced, you won't think so. The manor was burned, the Wayne group was divided up by the arms dealers, 2 out of 3 people in Gotham City joined the gang, the government was controlled, Jim Gordon was killed, Alfred was hung on Central Street and burned to death. At that time, you were being regarded by the citizens as the initiator of all this, and you can only watch it happen. If you have experienced this and have not collapsed, then you will understand how important strength is."

Wayne was silent and looked at the person in front of him who was a few rounds bigger than him, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"You don't need to accept these things now. You are still young and there is still a long way to go. No one knows what you will experience in the future, so you don't need to think about other people's truth. What's in this place should be different 'Bruce Wayne'. Everyone has their own story, and I may be the one who is still happy." He said.

"It's all Bruce Wayne?" said the young Wayne in shock.

"This is just a guess. After all, I have seen four Waynes including you. So it is not impossible to have dozens of Waynes. I guess someone gathered us from different time and space together. As for who did this, how he did it, and what purpose I have not yet figured out."

"Wait if it's all ours, then I can let them all out now. In this way, with our ability, we can definitely escape. We can put the whole place here." Wayne said with the key in his hand.

But

"No!" Another person immediately stopped him, "We don't know what kind of self they are in these wards. Take the selfish guy I met before for example. He is simply a useless waste. If such a person is released, he may cheat us. And I suspect that the more terrifying 'Bruce Wayne' is locked in these wards."

"What does terrible mean?"

"You're far away from here, so you can't hear it, but every night, I can vaguely hear a terrible sound coming from a nearby ward, crying and laughing, like a madman. Imagine if you really collapse after experiencing something unbearable, or, if you really kill someone, what would you become?"

When Bruce Wayne heard this, he unconsciously gritted his teeth.

Yes, killing people. If you really can't resist the urge to kill those criminals, what will you become?

"Well, it seems that without knowing what kind of 'self' they are in each ward, we shouldn't open the door rashly, so let's try to escape first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young Wayne suddenly thought of something. He took off some keys from the keychain, then tore open some of the sea surfaces on the wall and hid it in.

"Although I don't know what's the use, but if you and I fail, at least, you can leave some clues to other people."

As he said that, he followed another person to the end of the corridor.

This corridor is surprisingly long. It is roughly enough to reach fifty or sixty meters. There are dozens of wards on both sides. There are several wards in several wards, and there are also a few beast-like hind feet and crazy sounds of hammering doors.

The two ignored these people, speeded up, and rushed to the end.

"What's over the door?" Wayne asked.

"Although I have the key, I have never walked out of this door." Another Wayne said.

"Well, no matter what, this is the only way out."

As he said that, he inserted the key into the door, then turned it on

However, an embarrassing scene occurred.

Just as Wayne pulled the door open, a man was pushing the door in the opposite side of the door.

"Why did that guy Freddy go for so long?"

This is the sound of a floating inside when the door just opened a gap. Then, the two people inside and outside opened the door almost simultaneously, and then the two eyes inevitably looked at each other.

The blade outside the door had golden hair, not very strong, wearing an old beige windbreaker, a stubble face, and a cigarette in his mouth

Time seems to have frozen for so half a second

Then!

"Come, there's someone again." The man started howling at the top of his throat.

Well, why did he say 're Again'?

It's easy, at this time, who would care about this? Bruce Wayne punched the other party in the face.

"Gu"

With a strange scream, the man was punched hard on his face, and he held back the rest.

Then, the strong version of Wayne behind him also took a big step and came forward, pressed the yellow-haired throat with a big hand, and pulled him in front of him. His strong arm tightly clamped it. It was a standard "suffocation" posture. It was probably a few seconds before this guy fainted.

However, an incredible scene suddenly appeared.
Chapter completed!