The gangsters in Gotham, the low-level gangsters are basically part-time, and few are full-time.

That's because most of the gangsters' income is illegal business, and the profits go into the pockets of the middle and high-level people, and very few of them can support their families, so they can only do some manual work such as takeaway and hawkers.

They didn't have the money to study at the beginning, and when they grew up, they could only join the gang, in fact, they just wanted not to be bullied.

Therefore, the clown chooses the younger brother, and also considers it from this aspect.

As for why he values Feng Zhou, it is unknown.

The clown's fighting skills are derived from the Israeli art of fighting.

Israeli martial arts, also known as Krav Maga, differ from other martial arts techniques in that they are able to perform technical movements most quickly depending on the actual situation, allowing practitioners to use their instinctive reactions to complete technical movements.

It can carry out 360-degree defense against various targets, distances, and rhythmic attacks and counterattacks. Able to counterattack from any position or position, and can use a variety of available items for self-defense.

Able to defend against attacks from any direction with bare hands, equipment, and from any location, and have the ability to use skills in any complex environment through training.

In fact, the Joker is not a qualified coach, he will not teach his apprentices at all, or he is too intelligent and out-of-the-box to bother to teach his apprentices carefully at all. He explained the training method to Feng Zhou in one go, and then demonstrated the fighting skills again, and it was over.

As for whether Feng Zhou can learn kung fu, the clown doesn't care, as long as he can work with him and don't drag his feet.

The clown has sharp eyes, and he thinks he can see the bottom of the sealed boat at a glance.

But he didn't know that Feng Zhou was reincarnated as a human being, and his spiritual power was not at all comparable to that of a hard-working low-level Chinese.

Feng Zhou's memory is amazing, and he goes back at night to write out what the clown said and study it carefully.

Sealing the boat and doing things are all planned and then moved.

He was targeted by a clown, and he couldn't help but be an underworld member, and in order to strengthen his mind and body, he would not give up learning martial arts skills.

Only by thoroughly studying the content explained by the clown can you get twice the result with half the effort when you practice, strengthen your body, and be proficient in martial arts.

Only when the body is strong and the fighting is proficient will there be a chance to break free from the control of the clown.

The clown's fighting kung fu is no different from the fighting skills on the street, but he explained it thoroughly and carefully, and he has the training methods given in combination with the physique of the boat, which is generally the most suitable for the boat.

There is no better, only more suitable.

"If I practice this kind of kung fu, maybe I can make my body stronger, so as to suppress the illness in me. Feng Zhou said secretly in his heart.

American martial arts kung fu is based on the practitioner's physical strength, is the greatest extension of external strength, Feng Zhou hopes to make his body strong through the practice of martial arts, and then affect the internal internal organs and physiological regulation.

Every day, he runs a restaurant during the day, trains with clowns at night, and when he goes back to sleep, he regulates his body and intestines through breathing.

A few days later, when the clown was training to seal the boat at night, he found that his face was ruddy, his breathing was long, and his steps were calm and powerful, and he was no longer as vain as before.

I realized that the kung fu of sealing the boat began to get started.

This training body, as long as the intensity is appropriate, can always make people's bones strong, moisturized inside, and strengthened lungs, no longer the sick seedlings of the past.

In one point, the training of inner boxing and outer boxing is the same.

"Hehe, I didn't expect it, in just a few days, your martial arts skills have been practiced well, are you the next Bruce Lee?" said the clown as he circled around the seal three times and grinned.

It's just that his laughter is a little chilling.

Feng Zhou said modestly: "It's all taught well by Mr. J." ”

Because he has to run a restaurant, Feng Zhou doesn't have much time to train his body and practice martial arts every day.

But he was pranayama all the time, conditioning his inner life through the breathing techniques he had learned in his previous life. This is what he has insisted on since he came into this world, and it has never stopped.

As your body grows stronger and stronger, you may be able to suppress your illness by regulating your breathing and promoting your inner strength.

Listening to Feng Zhou's compliment, the clown didn't care, looked back at his subordinates, saw that everyone looked at him with reverence, and nodded with great satisfaction, and he didn't know whether he was satisfied with his mouth or his hypnosis.

With a wooden stick in his hand, he slammed the table and shouted, "Gotham is heading for destruction, no one can see hope, law and morality, there is no justice left, and it has become a shackle, allowing those who do evil to go unpunished." ”

"They also use lies and violence to suppress us, so that we can't get the sun, our action tonight is to return the city to the civilians, Gotham is yours, the wealth is yours, and those dollars from Maloney's bar are all yours!"

"Whoa......"

With the clown's words, his minions, including Feng Zhou, raised their weapons one after another and shouted wildly.

Because the clown wants to lead everyone to rob Maloney's bar.

Maloney is one of Carman Feconi's horses, and in addition to other illegal businesses, he is in charge of one of the busiest bars in the downtown area, which contains all kinds of dirty transactions and is one of the important places for Carman Feconi's money laundering.

According to the Joker's information, Carmen Ficconi and his horses have gone skiing in a city to the north, and will not be back until tomorrow, and tonight is the time when the bar's defense is at its weakest, but the funds in it are nearly 10 million, and they have not yet been transported.

The dance music was noisy, the atmosphere was lively, people kept swaying their bodies to the DJ's music, and some guys looked like they had taken medicine and had a good time.

Suddenly, the lights came on and the music stopped, just when everyone was wondering.

Suddenly, there was a sound of "da-......".

A group of masked guys barged in, guns pointed at the roof and fired a flurry.

"Squat down for me!"

With the screams, everyone trembled with fright, and under the threat of the gun, they all obediently held their heads in their hands and squatted on the ground.

There were a few people who had knocked the drug and had fun, still shaking their heads there, and one of the clown's subordinates didn't say a word, and held a gun for a burst of shooting.

"Da Da Da ......"

Under the strafing of the machine guns, the guys convulsed all over their bodies and slowly fell to the ground.

A few women screamed again, and one guy walked over and stopped screaming with the butt of his gun.

And the clown had already rushed to the financial room with Feng Zhou and a few other subordinates.

"Who is here to make trouble?"

Before he could finish speaking, a tall, muscular black man flashed out and blasted out with a punch. One of his subordinates couldn't dodge and was directly knocked away by a punch.

The black man struck a blow and swept in with another punch, his strength unleashed, his eyes glaring at his opponent, and the corners of his mouth smirked.

He was confident that this punch would be enough to make his low head bloom and his body fly a few feet away, so that he could grab the gun and fight back against his opponent.

The target of his punch was Feng Zhou.

Feng Zhou's eyes were fixed, knowing that it was too late to shoot at this time, and it was easy to injure his own people by mistake, he put the butt of the gun horizontally, and immediately blocked the big man in black, and then stepped forward, kicked it, and then went around with his arm and hit the black man's temple hard.

The whole action is like flowing water, and the action is extremely neat.

The black man didn't snort before he fell to the ground and fainted.

Feng Zhou controlled the force, did not kill him, but just knocked him unconscious.

Although he knew that the other party was a gangster, it was not wrong to kill him, but in front of so many people, especially in front of the clown, he didn't want to be too tyrannical.

After disposing of seven or eight strong men with guns and guns, the clown led the crowd into the accounting room, opened the huge safe, and put all the dollars in the bag. He did some work on the other party's computer, then grabbed the bar's ledger and threw it into the bag.

"This is Mr. Maloney's bar, do you know who you provoked?" exclaimed a fat man who was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands.

The clown glanced back at the man, walked over, took out a smoking guy, stuffed it into the man's mouth, and smiled: "I only took three million, why are you so nervous?"

He pointed the gun at the man's hands and legs and pulled the trigger sharply.

With a burst of gunshots, the guy fell to the ground, his hands and feet were crippled, his mouth was whimpering, white smoke was emitting, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

Feng Zhou knew that it was a small smoke bomb, and that guy thought it was a small bomb, and he was still imposing just now, but he turned into a coward in an instant.

It can be seen that no matter how vicious the guy is, he will become cowardly in the face of death.

He looked at the clown, his eyes inexplicably complicated.

Although dealing with the gangster scum made him feel very happy, but following the moody guy like the clown also made him feel palpitations.

Feng Zhou couldn't help but feel uneasy in his heart.