Diamond District, Canary Restaurant.

"Today's pastry is squid dumplings in lemon-herb soup, feta milk cakes and arugula caesar salad, and the main course is swordfish minced pork cake with onion jam, blackberry sauce semi-cooked roasted quail, sorrel filled baked pie, French fries base barbecue hare meat, violet and pine nut red silk fish."

The waiter in white uniform and black bow tie humbly announced today's special meal with a gentle smile, and the melodious violin played in the background was played.

Looking around, the gentleman in the soft light is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, the hair is meticulously combed, and the watch inadvertently reveals itself from the cuffs, showing to the outside world that he has the function of revealing wealth in addition to telling the time.

As for the lady, she smiled and took out a slender women's cigarette from the cigarette case with a black lace glove, lit it, and flicked her hair back, revealing her slender and white collarbone to the man.

Elizabeth and Isabella clearly couldn't adapt to this pretentious "high society" ethos, squirming around in their seats while tugging at the cuffs of their casual clothes.

Elizabeth crushed the poor hare meat back and forth with a small dinner fork and said sullenly: "I miss the taco (burritos) made at home more than these things that seem to be insatiable, and preferably with the Sichuan hot sauce from McDonald's." ”

"It's cool to eat spicy food, chrysanthemum crematorium." Leon calmly put the quail in his mouth, chewed and swallowed, and said, "And aren't you excited on the way here?" Who keeps saying, 'Canary Restaurant, oh my God, I have to post a picture of my meal on Facebook before I eat!' ’”

He pinched his throat to imitate Elizabeth's voice, who struck his head again in exasperation.

The meal was delicious, but it wasn't the main point of the night. Leon responded to the conversation with the twins in response, and at the same time used the corner of his eye to peek into the corner of the restaurant, behind the dining table, the middle-aged and elderly man who was guarded by the gang members.

He was dressed in a tuxedo suit and a high black hat, fat and heavily hunched, with a head as sharp as a nest at the top, a hooked nose that almost reached his lips, and a gold-rimmed monocle framed on the bridge of his nose.

Penguin, Oswald Chesterfield Copote, born a deformed child, was born in the declining Copot family, starting from the umbrella boy, intriguing, fighting openly and secretly, the party is the same and different, step by step step on the dry bones and finally ascended to the position of the leader of the gang, its inspirational degree can be called the Gotham version of Helen Keller.

After becoming the rule-maker of Gotham's underworld, the Penguin Man did not rest on his laurels, but he entered the business world, transforming a clash of slums into a diamond district for high-end entertainment, and his iceberg restaurant was one of the city's premier high-end shopping venues – and this was only a cover for money laundering.

Later, the Penguins threw themselves into politics, relying on power tactics such as bribery, blackmail and threats, and elaborate campaign slogans to quickly win the previous Gotham mayoral race.

However, the world changed, and Mr. Copote, who was a mixture of cruelty and majesty at the same time, was defeated by Batman, dragged off the mayor's throne, and imprisoned in Arkham Asylum.

After his subordinates tried to get him out, the penguin who consciously fell behind the times gradually retired, no longer caring about gangster affairs, but just guarding his own one-third of an acre of land to retire with peace of mind, and fixed haunts his own territory every day, eating, and listening to music.

At this moment, the gang leaders who had appeared at the charity reception last night came into Liang's eyes again, and they stood at the penguin people's dinner table, trembling like schoolchildren who had made mistakes and were being trained, and they did not dare to come out.

Even the hapless Mr. Richard Sapa – who wore a white brace under his neck, apparently strangled his neck.

Leon stared at the penguin's lips out of the corner of his eye, simulating his words in his mind.

"Richard, I heard what happened to you last night, and it's really sympathetic, you were stripped of only a pair of panties, huh..... Sounds a lot like the tradition of you Italian men. ”

Richard smiled awkwardly and said, "You're laughing." ”

"So...," the penguin man scratched his fat chin, "who the 'waiter' who stripped you naked, and did you catch it?" ”

"I think it's going to be soon, and my men are preparing for the arrest in full swing."

"That's good, a mafia leader is so humiliated, and if he still lets people run away in the end, it will be too unusual."

Penguin sneered at Richard's facial expression gradually stiffened, completely forgetting the tragic situation when he was defeated by Batman, "If you have nothing to do, why did you come to me together?" ”

Richard sorted out his words a little and said eloquently: "You may already know that the Wayne Group's recent Gotham Port Redevelopment Plan is very bad for our business. ”

"So, you're trying to ask me to come forward and settle those who plan to encroach on Gotham's ports?"

The representative of the Russian gangster nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Penguin, we are in a very difficult situation.....

"Why?"

The penguin man wiped his lips with a napkin and interrupted indifferently, "I've washed my hands in a golden basin, remember?" Your work has nothing to do with me. ”

Tian Gangyuan swallowed his saliva and said, "But you used to be our leader.....

"Once, that was the key word, I was old, my sideburns were turning white, my legs were no longer sharp, and I rarely fed the pigeons in my favorite park." The penguin snapped his fingers, asked the waiter to bring him champagne, and said pretentiously as he shook his goblet, "Time is like a master who is in the heat of the flames, and for a departing guest he only shakes his hand slightly, but for a new guest he stretches out his arms and flies over to hug him." ”

This quote comes from the love narrative poem "Troy Ross and Cresida", and Leon silently recites in his heart that the penguin man is indeed as rumored, and likes to quote Shakespeare.

The gang leaders had obviously not taken literature classes well enough to catch up with the penguins, and Richard Sapa coughed and said, "Mr. Penguin, if I need to remind you, 80% of your group's profits come from our channels, and without our support, it will be difficult for you to live as comfortable and luxurious as you do now." ”

The penguin narrowed his eyes, and a cold glint flashed across his monocle, "Are you threatening me?" ”