Jack sat in his shop.

He has a cup of coffee in his hand.

Indeed, in the afternoon, if you can blow the wind like this and bask in the sun, it is really the ultimate enjoyment.

It's a pity, though.

Gotham City is a place where there is never any sun.

"Squeak~"

At this moment, the door of the weapons store was pushed open.

Jack habitually looked at the door, smiling.

"It's you kid again, how about it, are you borrowing something again?"

"Borrow something, hehehe, yes, I want to borrow your hand and give me my custom-made mask."

"Huh?"

Jack scratched his head, and for some reason, he felt that there seemed to be something strange about Rasheng today.

Ever since Luo Sheng ordered a kitchen knife that time, the other party often came to him to buy some messy things.

He used to be a weapons store, but now it's like a grocery store.

A few days ago.

Luo Sheng suddenly ran over and excitedly said that he was going to make a bet with someone, and wanted to customize a mask.

At that time, he was still talking to the other party for a long time because of this matter, but now it seems that the other party is a little strange, as if it is not the original person.

"I said, are you still Luo Sheng?"

Jack smiled and pulled out the alloy mask from the drawer.

It's all black, with two round holes like ping-pong balls that act as eyes inlaid on the face, and a row of uncolored, so it's completely metallic.

Smiley face mask.

"Hey, hey, hey." Luo Sheng let out a smile that made people understand, and said, "You can call me whatever you like, Luo Sheng, or a crazy cook, I don't care." ”

"Crazy Chef?"

"Yes, goodbye, Mr. Jack, I need to do something to make me happy."

Luo Sheng put the mask on his face.

Perhaps because of the relationship between blocking the face, the temperament that originally made people feel a little crazy was blocked, but it gave people a strange sense of position.

"Hehe, I don't know, that fat man's liver, Misha will like to eat it."

"Bang." After saying this, Luo Sheng closed the door.

After a long time, Jack snorted, as if he thought it was interesting.

"Alas, I didn't see it, but this is really a madman, and it looks like it's less fun."

And at this time.

A war has broken out.

To everyone's surprise, what the penguin said to Gordon at the beginning actually came true.

Salmaroni was assassinated by Falcone.

The originally relatively peaceful relationship between the two bigwigs was suddenly broken.

Both of them can be said to belong to the famous underworld family with power in Gotham, and they both exist in the existence of well water and river water, but during this time, I don't know why, things began to occur frequently on Salmaroni's side.

This put everyone's attention on Falcone.

Although the comparison of forces between the two is that Falcone is even greater.

But very depressing.

The underworld is the most face-saving profession.

Falcone could not have endured so many provocations.

"Connor screwed up! His assassination failed! Butch roared in front of Copote, "You need to get out of Gotham City quickly, or it'll be too late." ”

Copote, who was drinking, did not panic when he heard this, but calmly returned the wine glass to the bartender, and said very calmly: "This wine is too light." ”

"Hey! Do you hear me, Maroney is still alive! You gotta get out of here! ”

"Let's go? Did you miss out on the action? ”

Butch gasped.

"You already knew that you were going to set him up."

The corners of the penguin's mouth curled, he shrugged his shoulders slightly, and said, "Before you gave him the gun, I had already pulled out the firing pin." ”

"Why?"

Butch didn't understand.

Originally, the Penguins could have relied on this opportunity to kill Salmaroni, and it was natural that they should rely on this assassination to gain more trust and resources on Falcone's side.

And it is said that the two still have a personal vendetta.

But the penguin people chose to trap one of their own.

"It's very simple, kill him, I'm still under Falcone, but I've been getting more and more impatient with being the second child lately, so I'd rather Maroni is still alive and bent on revenge and kill Falcone."

Butch swallowed.

He felt a little scared.

At first, everyone thought that Colbert was just a villain, and with luck, the whistleblower got to where he is now.

But now they find out that they are all wrong.

This man was more terrible than any boss they had ever followed.

Scheming, impermanence of good and evil, ruthlessness.

All of this proves that this guy is not an ordinary gangster, he is simply a monster and a madman.

Of course.

This is also according to these people now, after all, compared to the existence of the two-faced man Black Mask in the future, maybe the penguin people are really the most serious traditional gangsters.

"Hey, Copote, do you remember me?"

At this moment, the penguin people felt a chill run through their backs.

He wanted to turn his head and pull out his gun, but he met a pair of red eyes, which made people feel very weird.

Crazy, chaotic, evil, weird.

All of this proves that the other party is crazy.

Butch also reacted immediately and raised his gun to shoot, but the other party suddenly stretched out a knife and nailed the palm of his gun to the bar.

The pain spread throughout his body.

Before Butch could shout, the other man's hand with the knife had already covered his mouth, and the other hand had stretched out an index finger in front of his mouth.

"Shh~, don't scream, hey, hey, hey."

"Oh, you're Rasheng, I remember, hey, before me."

"Shh~, Copote, you're also talking for the time being, my head is a little messy right now." Luo Sheng's index finger was still in front of his mouth.

Rason's red eyes looked at Colbert.

"You know, I used to really think of you as a friend, but I ruined what I wanted most because I wanted to see you."

Cobott didn't know why.

Although he had seen a lot of people who had killed countless people, his heartbeat still couldn't help beating wildly.

"Hey, hey, Copote, you know what, actually, I'd love to make you into a dish, stew or something." "But we're still friends, right, and I want you to help me." ”

Copote's breathing was getting faster and faster.

"What do you want me to help you?"

"Help me something, hahaha! Sure enough, I still like you, my little penguin! It's not a big deal for me that I want you to help me. ”

Luo Sheng's face slowly lowered from the light up, and the red eyeballs floated on the upper eyelids, only about half of which were exposed.

"In other words, chop Salmaroni."