"Who are you TMD! What about Leo! We're all waiting for his sandwiches! ”

"Hey! Get out of the way, call Leo back! ”

“MD！ I'm almost at work, I'm still waiting to eat his sandwich, believe it or not I'll get you! ”

The noise of the crowd made Luo Sheng's head a little swollen.

How to say, he had the feeling that he had hit the jackpot and stabbed the hornet's nest at the same time, and he realized that he really should step on it for a little longer.

That day, Luo Sheng came out of the weapon shop.

The first thing I thought about was to rob a store, not to mention getting some money, but also to get some food, and I saw this food truck.

Dining car.

This is a very magical business model, I have not seen this kind of business in China before, but it is quite popular in the United States.

Luo Sheng's thinking immediately unfolded.

Gotham's current timeline is around the seventies and eighties, and there are few surveillances, which means that as long as it is darker, he can do it at any time.

Where is this?

Gotham.

Such a place is where people die almost every day.

A homeless man, a prosecutor who is looked down upon, a waiter with a stinky personality, or the owner of a food truck.

As long as you are ruthless, how much can you get?

The food truck is no better than a real restaurant, he can be robbed in its entirety, and it can not even be discovered by the relevant authorities.

was originally a vagabond, with no money, no status, and no chance of rising.

And do it, be the boss, make money, and slowly stabilize and settle down.

Fools know which one to choose.

It was such a brainstorming session that led to last night's incident.

But it wasn't until these people knocked on the window that Luo Sheng realized that he had overlooked a big problem.

That is, this food truck is in the breakfast business, which means that his judgment based on the number of passengers at noon and even at night is inaccurate.

And the bad luck made him hit not some delicious food truck, but a group of regular diners shouting that I would die if I didn't have a sandwich.

He was now facing a group of guests early in the morning, and there were even a few policemen who were looking at him with unkind eyes.

Quietly wiped a drop of cold sweat from the corner of his forehead.

Luo Sheng hurriedly calmed down.

He had already killed people last night, and now he was just facing this kind of battle, what was he excited about, you know, his essence is not a killer, but a chef.

Right! Lao Tzu is a chef!

Thinking of this, Luo Sheng immediately calmed down, and even the temperament of the chef on his body slowly drifted out.

"Everyone! Be quiet, please! Craving a sandwich! It's time to start queuing! ”

Luo Sheng roared very imposingly.

"Wait in line with your mother!"

I don't know who roared, everyone dispersed, and finally there was no one in front of the crowded dining car.

Luo Sheng stood stiffly in the dining car.

It's good, everyone is gone, and there doesn't seem to be a police officer who suspects him, but why does he think there's anything weird?

"Me, should I be happy or depressed?"

……

A certain pier at this time.

A police car drove slowly up.

The policemen in the car were none other than Gordon and his partner Bullock.

Neither of them looked very good-looking.

Gordon went straight to the club to find Fishmoony after learning that Mario Peber might be the scapegoat.

It can only be said that Gordon is not even as good as Luo Sheng in this regard.

At least Luo Sheng knew some of the rules of survival here the day after he first came to Gotham, but he, a stunned young man, ran to the territory of other gangsters alone to question others.

The result is naturally simple.

Gordon was hung in the pork factory, and it was clear that the end would not be much better than that of the dead pigs around him.

Brock is still righteous.

The same went in alone, tried to intercede with the relationship between himself and Fishmooney, and even made a small threat.

As a result, the pork factory killed a pig +1.

But as the protagonist of the Gotham City TV series, Gordon obviously won't die so easily.

Falcone appeared.

This Gotham City, by far the most powerful underworld leader, has appeared.

Although Fishmooney is the boss of this area, this area is almost all Falcone's property, and as a big man, Malcone knows that it is not a good thing to kill two policemen casually.

Next, there is this scene of the pier.

Both Bullock and Gordon were silent for a while.

Finally, it was Bullock who spoke first: "Gordon, listen, I didn't tell you all about framing Peber before, I'm sorry. ”

Gordon looked at Bullock coldly.

"You don't say it, because you also know that it is disgraceful to be a policeman, and to cooperate with gangsters to frame innocent people."

Brock sighed.

If it was the first time he met Gordon, he would definitely blow this person's head because of this sentence, but after getting along for a long time, he knew how stubborn this person was, so he didn't take it to heart.

Gordon looked around.

It's a dock, and the car has stopped, and it doesn't mean to keep going.

Of course, if you keep going there is water, there's nothing to say.

Bullock didn't continue to speak, opened the door and walked out of the car, and Gordon followed.

"Why did we stop here?" Gordon asked.

Brock didn't answer, and went straight to the rear of the car and opened the rear compartment.

"Don't, don't, I beg you!"

"Shut up!" Bullock picked up the gun and viciously pressed it against the head of the man in the back compartment, causing the other party to be silenced in fright.

Gordon walked over and found that he still knew the person in the back compartment.

It's a little minion who holds an umbrella for Fishmooney, it seems to be called Copote, but why is he here?

Gordon looked at Bullock quizzically.

Brock stared at the penguin as if he was going to eat the dwarf.

"It's this idiot who told Montoya and Alan from the Crime Squad, Falcone wants you to take him to the docks, and then shoots him, and then, they know that you won't continue to make trouble, and will obediently cooperate."

Gordon is well aware.

This is tantamount to casting a name.

Falcone wants him to kill someone, which is equivalent to having his handle, and if he is disobedient in the future, or if he is troubled by him, the matter will be pulled out

Gordon's eyes were clear to Bullock.

"Gordon, you know, you don't have a choice now, if you dare not do it, it's me who does it, and it's definitely not just this bastard who will die then, but you know, Jim, you're my friend, I can't bear to do that."

"But even if I don't do it, do you think Falcone will let you go, not only will you die then, but even me, and your girlfriend named Barbara, who knows if you have ever said anything to her!"

"I didn't tell her anything!"

Gordon's heart was beating fast, he really hated the feeling of being contained, it might be nothing for him to die alone, but he definitely couldn't bother Barbara.

"Will Falcone believe it?"

Bullock also let out a loud roar, and this one even directly drowned out Gordon's voice.

The pistol stabbed the penguin in the head.

"We're on the battlefield right now! Fight these scumbags! It's for justice! Sometimes you have to make sacrifices for the sake of justice, not to mention that this is a scumbag! It is more cost-effective to sacrifice his Jedi than to sacrifice himself! ”

Bullock pulled another gun out of his pocket and slipped it into Gordon's hand.

"It's not hard to decide."

The two looked at each other for three seconds, and Gordon seemed to have made up his mind, grabbed the pistol, gritted his teeth, and lifted the penguin out of the carriage.