Chapter 1214

After Thomas reacted from the initial state of shock, his first reaction was disbelief.

Not to mention how likely it was for Batman to go to the Joker to borrow money, just the amount was very wrong.

How could Bruce Wei En not have even 100 dollars???

But at this time, Jason walked up, picked up the IOU that Jack slapped on the table, looked at it, and said: "It really is Bruce's handwriting. Let me see who the guarantor is... Oh, a gang leader in the East District, Root. I have some impression of him."

Thomas's fingertips trembled a bit. He stared at Jason. Jason looked at him innocently and said: "Some time ago, Bruce seemed to have gone to the slums once. I heard Selina complaining before, saying 'Why does this young master want to be unable to think, and insist on going to the slums to starve?'."

From Jason's movements and expression, he didn't seem to be lying. After Thomas reached this conclusion, he simply couldn't describe his mood.

This mood was indeed very complicated. If you don't give an example, it's hard to empathize.

If you want to describe it, it's probably that you have a dead rival. He started bullying you when he was a child, grabbing your toys and pocket money, leading the whole class to isolate and bully you in school, and inciting colleagues and leaders to squeeze you out at work.

You want to stay away from him, but he always follows you like a shadow, constantly harassing all your family and friends until they are driven crazy.

You are full of anger and want to kill him, but you find that he can't die, and your revenge will only bring more crazy and bloody retaliation.

In the end, he made everyone you care about most live very miserably, making you a truly lonely person.

And one day, he came to the door, but not to continue torturing you. Just when you raised your fist and wanted to teach him a lesson, he told you that your son owed him money.

The most terrible thing about this is that you can know just by thinking about it how happy and proud he will be when your son begs him to borrow money in a low voice.

Not only did he not pay any price for his bad behavior, but he could even mock your education level from a high position. This would make you deeply understand that this is not a lose-lose situation, but your one-sided crushing defeat.

After encountering such a thing, besides extreme anger, there is a kind of extra desolation, which makes people have the thought of "what have I been doing all my life."

Thomas is exactly like this now. He even began to doubt the necessity of human reproduction.

If it is said that going to the Joker for medical treatment and opening medicine still has a margin of understanding, then borrowing money from the Joker is really too outrageous.

In the first half of Thomas's life, most of the time he was playing a good husband, a good father, and a successful businessman. He would educate his children not to be arrogant, so he wouldn't be very arrogant, but as approachable as possible.

But whether from a subjective or objective point of view, the glory of the Wei En family indeed has a share of Thomas's effort. He is also a human, and of course, he will feel proud, proud of the wealth and social status he possesses.

After becoming Batman, he lost almost everything he could lose—children, wife, friends. Among all the things left, what could make him fearful and also produce a trace of security was his wealth.

Upon learning that the Batman of other worlds was his son Bruce, Thomas still held a glimmer of luck.

Fortunately, he left a huge inheritance and the Wei En Group for his son. No matter what, Batman is at least very rich, so he doesn't have to experience both spiritual and material poverty at the same time.

But now, for the Bruce of this world, the huge wealth didn't come in handy. He was found by his enemy, but not because of any earth-shattering love and hatred, just because of 100 dollars.

Thomas stood silently in place. After a while, he turned his head to Alfred and said: "... Give this gentleman 100 dollars, and then please ask him to go out."

He turned to leave, but heard a series of crazy laughter behind him. Thomas turned back, but found Jack the Joker was very close.

Jack stared at Thomas with his bloodshot eyes and said: "That guy was right. You don't understand your son at all, and you don't understand him at all!"

Jack turned suddenly, bent down to pick up the IOU on the table, put it in front of Thomas, and looked at him: "Can you see clearly? Can you see the amount written on it clearly?"

Thomas's gaze still fell on the IOU. It clearly wrote 100 dollars, but Jack seemed not to see it, stretched out his other hand, pointed his finger at the words on the IOU, and said:

"This is not 100 dollars, this is the whole of Gotham."

After speaking, he took two steps back, carefully folded the IOU and put it back in his pocket, made two more laughs, looked at Thomas with a mocking expression, and said: "Don't be silly, Batman, you are far worse than him. You can't pay back this debt!"

The contempt and certainty in his tone made Thomas feel lost. Jack the Joker left humming a song, his expression pleasant, his steps light, as if he wasn't here to collect a debt, just to mock Thomas twice.

Thomas understood Jack's implication. Jack said that the debt he couldn't pay back, Bruce could. Therefore, he planned to wait for Bruce to come back, but Thomas didn't understand why.

Batman hates the Joker's entanglement, but when the Joker disdains to entangle him, he will feel even more awkward.

After Jack left, Thomas sat on the sofa and thought quietly for a long time. Originally, Martha's death brought him great mental stimulation, which led to his inability to think rationally since he came to this universe.

But there were too many mysteries in this universe. He had to force himself to calm down. Thomas took a few deep breaths, shielded the complex emotions in his thinking, and began to gradually clarify the context behind these abnormalities.

It seems that Bruce didn't do anything, but the environment he was in and the attitude of the people who knew him showed that he must have done something. If he wanted to figure out what he had done, he still had to start from the details.

A mature Batman can always deduce the root of things very quickly. After a while, Thomas stood up from the sofa and turned to Alfred: "Help me prepare a suit. There should still be suits I can wear, right?"

"Of course, sir. You are much stronger than before, but the suits you prepared before also have large sizes. I'm going to iron the clothes now. Are you going out?"

"Yes, help me prepare the car. By the way, Morey should still be working in the group, right? That's my secretary, the redhead with glasses. You should have seen him once."

"Yes, sir. He is still serving as the chairman's secretary in the Wei En Group. Do you want me to contact him for you?"

"Make a call to him, let him help me draft a speech. The theme is that the assassination the Wei En couple suffered many years ago didn't end with both of them dying together. I didn't die, but was kidnapped to Nepal and has been recuperating there, and now, I'm back."

Soon, Alfred ironed the suit. Thomas went upstairs and changed his clothes. His temples were all white, but this added extra majesty and momentum to him, looking more like the helmsman of a top global group than many years ago.

He strode into the living room. Alfred opened the door for him. As soon as he went out, he saw the car waiting outside the manor gate and a middle-aged redhead.

The man with a bloated figure, wearing glasses and red hair, greeted him with tears in his eyes.

Before Morey could speak, Thomas waved his hand at him and walked straight to the car. After the car started, Thomas straightened his tie and said expressionlessly:

"Contact the heads of various departments of the Wei En Group... I want to check the accounts."

On the Kent farm in Smallville, another delicious and hearty meal was over.

Diana and Lois, who helped cook before, were relaxing on the sofa to digest, while Clark and Bruce, who couldn't participate in the preparation of ingredients, were washing dishes in the kitchen.

Clark, wearing gloves, tapped the edge of the plate lightly and said: "... See? You have to do it like this, like this, pinch the edge of the plate with a sponge and rub it in a circle, so it will become very clean. Haven't you washed dishes at home?"

"Don't ask stupid questions." Bruce said expressionlessly while clumsily pinching the plate and turning it in circles.

After speaking, Bruce looked under the cupboard again and asked with some confusion: "Doesn't your house have a dishwasher? Why wash by hand?"

"My mom insists that the dishwasher doesn't wash clean." Clark shook his head and said: "This machine has only been used for the drying function since it was bought... Oh, by the way, don't move the plate to the side after washing, put it in the dishwasher to dry and sterilize."

Bruce shook his head, obviously not approving of this point of view, but he didn't say anything, still lowering his head to wash the dishes.

Bruce's expression was very serious and focused, as if what he was holding wasn't a plate, but some high-tech part that could change the future of humanity.

Clark glanced at him sideways, feeling a bit funny, so he really laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Bruce also turned his head and said unhappily.

"Hahahaha, nothing, I just think... I just think it's a bit funny, hahahahaha, I've never seen anyone wash dishes so seriously, hahahahaha!" Clark laughed louder and louder, almost out of breath.

Bruce pursed his lips and looked at him like a fool. As soon as he turned his head, he found that the two girls in the living room seemed to have been attracted by Clark's laughter, and were now peeking here.

To stop Clark's silly laughter, Bruce scanned left and right, then scooped up a large ball of foam from the sink mixed with water and detergent, and threw it onto Clark's face.

Clark didn't show any weakness, immediately scraped off the foam on his hands and the plate, and threw it onto Bruce's forehead.

Who is Bruce? Batman never suffers a loss. He wiped his forehead, reached out and scooped more than half of the foam from the sink to his side, and covered Clark's face with more foam.

Clark counterattacked again. Before long, both of them were covered in foam. Just when the battle was undecided, a familiar scream suddenly came from the door.

"Clark!

!! How old are you, still playing with water??!