Luo Sheng fell to the ground, and there was a soft feeling behind him, obviously lying on the person who was shot by the bullet just now.

Romani sneered.

"Boy, your intentions are too obvious, can't Falcone find someone a little smarter to assassinate me?"

After saying this, Romani took out some money from his pocket, took out three sheets, and threw them directly on Luo Sheng's body.

As for the phrase "I want to give you a job, young man", it was just casually.

How could an underworld boss really suddenly talk to a homeless man, this is definitely a real dream.

Luo Sheng picked up the three hundred.

"Heh, hehe, welcome to Gotham, Rason."

Suddenly there was a clear clearing in my head.

Through this incident just now, Luo Sheng really understands what is going on in this world, this place.

It's ridiculous that he just wanted to be a civilian before.

In Gotham, are there still civilians?

Two fingers rubbed the three hundred yuan in his hand, Luo Sheng ignored the corpse behind him, and stood up against the wall.

He already knew how to live, he thought.

"Huh."

……

A weapons store on the corner.

Jack. Larry is the owner of this weapons specialty store.

As a man who owns and sells guns legally, he feels like he's lying in a pile of money every day in Gotham.

The bad criminals don't come here, but they usually have a regular source of guns and ammunition.

But in a place where the crime rate is so high, ordinary people need such a firearm to protect themselves.

Let's put it this way, the most ordinary civilians in Gotham.

What would happen to a pregnant 35-year-old woman if she was confronted with an unarmed criminal with a gun in her hand?

Let's make a comparison.

The first is the hub city.

"Ahhh Don't come here! I've got a gun in my hand! I'm going to shoot if you come here again!" ”

Then the criminals use the experience to get closer, snatch the firearm, and counter-kill.

This is followed by Gotham.

The woman's face was cold.

At the moment when the criminal wanted to open his mouth to threaten, at a speed that was enough to match the army, he opened the insurance, took aim, and fired four bursts in a row.

Shoulders, knees, all hits.

That's right, that's the difference, and one of the reasons why Gotham business is better than anywhere else.

And today, he has a strange guest.

"Ding Dong~"

The door opened, and a man dressed in tatters entered.

This person's appearance is a very outstanding category, but the dress on his body is really flattering.

There have been cases of homeless people coming in with a knife to rob a weapon shop, and then being so scared by their AK that they peed their pants.

Jack believes this will be the case this time as well.

"Smack."

Luo Sheng slapped the two hundred yuan on the table, looked at Jack with a suspicious face, and then showed a kind smile on his face.

"Trouble, use the materials to make a saber, make me a kitchen knife."

Jack suspected that he had misheard, what was this person talking about, kitchen knives, was it the kind of kitchen knives he thought?

"What, what, sir, I don't seem to understand much of what you're saying."

"It's okay, I can repeat it again, use the best materials you have here, and make me a kitchen knife." Luo Sheng said expressionlessly.

Jack had seen a lot of ridiculous things in Gotham, but this was the first time he had seen anything like this.

To a weapons specialty store, order a kitchen knife?

"May I ask why, if you tell me to listen, I won't look at your ID and license." Jack asked as he looked at Rason with interest.

Although he made a lot of money in Gotham, his life was indeed too boring, and Luo Sheng was the most interesting person he had seen in the past three months.

Luo Sheng scratched his head.

He was a little hesitant to tell his own story to this person.

After all, he won't believe it.

"Okay, let's do it, I'm from another parallel universe, I used to live in a peaceful place, in order to integrate into Gotham, I wandered here for three days, and was used by Salmaroni to kill a person, and almost died, but I also woke up, and I plan to come and use a sturdy kitchen knife to hide my identity, and settle down in Gotham while being a chef, do you believe it?"

Jack's mouth was half open, and he looked at Rason blankly.

Rason shrugged.

"I knew you wouldn't believe it."

"No, no, no."

Jack didn't show a strange look as Rason imagined, and then drove him out, but waved his hand very seriously.

"Don't just guess what I think, why don't I believe it, I don't think this story is so sci-fi, so, next Thursday, at this time, you come and get your kitchen knife, how about it."

"What, you believe such a, uh, well, see you next Thursday."

Luo Sheng felt that his words were a bit stupid, coughed twice in embarrassment, left two hundred yuan, and walked out of the door quickly.

Jack looked at the back of Luo Sheng leaving for a long time, and finally nodded very appreciatively, as if he had found some treasure.

"Yes, it's the first time I've seen such a sane person who is crazy, okay, call, order a knife."

Night.

Sergeant Gordon poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip of it, a rare smile on his face.

Since coming to Gotham's police station, he wants to change this rotten place every day, because in his opinion, Gotham's depravity may have a lot to do with those inactive police.

And today, it was the first thing that made him happy since he came to Gotham.

He personally killed the Waynes' killers and became the hero of Gotham City.

Although I always feel that something is not quite right.

Forget it, don't look like too much, this matter has been settled, Gordon shook his head and emptied the thoughts in his head.

Looking at his girlfriend standing by the window, Gordon picked up another cup, poured a glass, slowly walked to the window, and handed it to Barbara, who was looking out the window. Keane.

Barbara took the wine without speaking.

Gordon frowned as if he didn't feel his girlfriend's mood was right.

"Barbara, what's wrong?"

Barbara's mood seemed a little nervous, but after thinking for a moment, she still asked, "Did you frame Mario. Peber. (The Wayne murderer Gordon killed.) ）”

As soon as this question came out, Gordon's face immediately changed, as if he had heard some incredible question.

"Of course not, who are you listening to, who told you that I framed Mario Peber?" Gordon asked, holding his girlfriend's shoulders and looking at Barbara seriously.

Barbara didn't want to answer, and replied evasively, "It's okay, as long as it's not true." ”

"Of course it's not true, so who told you that?"

Gordon didn't mean to let it go.