Leon didn't squeak, just looked at Copote, motionless.

"Your Excellency," said the Penguin, no longer the mighty gangsters he had always shown to the world, almost flatteringly, "a gangster family may have a reason to seek revenge and revenge, but it is another matter to find dozens of soldiers of unknown forces in an office building in the middle of the downtown area. ”

The helicopter was still hovering in the sky, and the penguin man was still confidently talking, "I am one of the actual controllers of the city, and there are countless social resources at my disposal, and I can use the fire as an excuse tonight to cordon off this building and dispose of these bodies without the media, the police station, and the people knowing." ”

Leon indifferently re-crushed Baron Straker's newly grown ribs, looked at the bald man's painful and hideous expression at his feet, looked up and said to the penguin: "I thought you two were allies. ”

"Strictly speaking, they are representatives of two forces that use each other." The penguin man said cautiously, "I represent Gotham, and this Baron Straker is one of the leaders of Hydra. I asked him to send some anomalies to help investigate the murder of the Sapa family, and I didn't know anything about his plan to capture or even kill you. ”

Li Ang pursed his lips, and didn't bother to talk to the other party, so he directly stepped forward and cut off one of the penguin's palms with an axe.

"Since you are involved in this matter, you can only say that the death penalty is avoidable, and the living crime cannot be escaped."

He looked at the penguin man who staggered back, clutching his wrists and screaming, and said indifferently, "It's just a little interest for you to cause me trouble." ”

The penguin, who had just lost his left hand, relied on his steel-solid willpower to endure without fainting, and reluctantly said, "No, thank you very much." ”

Leon put away the fire axe and walked back to Baron Straker, and in less than a few minutes, the bald man's ribcage had grown back back, and even the section of his shoulder had begun to grow fine granulations that could cause a dense phobia to scream.

"Hydra? Interesting. ”

Leon casually broke Straker's spine, lifted the fainting bald head, the mechanical prosthetic, and the bandaged mutant in the wheelchair, turned to the penguin and said, "Pack it all up, we'll meet again." ”

After a few breaths, his body was completely obscured by the tall buildings, and only the penguin with a broken hand was left kneeling in a pool of blood.

Leon took the loot out to the barren mountains and mountains on the outskirts of the city, and first buried the mechanical prosthetic limb under a certain tree, remembering its location.

After all, according to Straker and the Penguins, he has now been noticed by a huge organization called Hydra, who knows if they will put some restraints on this prosthetic leg, and once it is dismantled and studied, it will explode immediately.

So it's better to bury it temporarily and dig it up again after a while.

Then, he went all the way back to the private warehouse in Gotham Harbor, threw the two large living people on the debris pile, and did not leave in a hurry, first carefully crushed most of the bones on Straker's body, and after confirming that there were no trackers or other objects installed on the other party, he knocked the bandaged mutant unconscious with his heavy hands.

Immediately, Leon washed off the blood stains on his body with seawater, took a well-fitting clothes from the warehouse and put them on, and after changing the contours of his face, he rushed to the car rental shop, threw out his bank card and rented a medium-sized truck.

The card he is using now is still a "gray card" that was specially entrusted to brokers and obtained through some "not very official" channels.

As we all know, compared to the mobile phone payment vigorously supported by China, American bankers would rather die than let the government take away their huge right to control the means of payment of the people.

This makes the credit card system in the United States very developed, because different credit cards given by different banks have their own preferential areas (such as taking a plane, staying in a hotel, visiting a supermarket, etc.), so the vast majority of Americans have to apply for N credit cards in their lives, but whenever they encounter a large amount of payment, they have to swipe the card to consume.

In contrast, the U.S. police can check the flow of every money on this credit card at any time as long as they are willing, and check whether an individual has "unreasonable consumption" through these transaction records.

The brokers lurking on the dark side of the city collect a large amount of information from ordinary people on the Internet through gray channels, use these personal information to order credit cards, and then sell them to those hidden people who don't want government agencies to know their consumption channels.

Li Ang had just been investigated and questioned by the secret service some time ago, so naturally he couldn't use his bright credit card to swipe some "unreasonable" goods.

He drove a rented medium-sized truck to a year-round warehouse-style supermarket.

The so-called warehouse supermarket is a common "mass merchandiser store" in Japanese dramas and Hong Kong and Taiwan dramas, that is, wholesale stores with a wholesale nature, usually built in the suburbs of the city at the junction of urban and rural areas, combining the advantages of ordinary shopping malls and wholesale markets, relying on a large number of sales to earn profits.

Since it was Halloween and there were not many customers in the supermarket, Li Ang bought some of the following products: a large indoor aquarium with a height of one person, 10 bottles of powerful pipe dredging agent, 10 rolls of high-quality food-grade tin foil for baking in a 10-meter box, a self-priming centrifugal water pump, and two rubber suction PVC hoses.

These products are items that ordinary people can use, and they will not attract special attention, so Leon loaded the goods into the trunk of the truck and drove them back to private storage.

He first put the empty aquarium in the warehouse, then went to the shore to install the water pipe to the water pump, and with the power provided by the truck, pumped the seawater into the aquarium, and then poured a strong pipe unclogging agent into it.

It is said to be a dredging agent, but it is actually an ordinary sodium hydroxide powder, which is alkaline and corrosive, and produces high temperatures when exposed to water, dissolving the accumulated dirt condensed in pipes and ditches - that is, the thing that goes to the toilet.

After ten bottles of dredging agent went down, the water in the aquarium had turned into a corrosive solvent, and Leon picked up Straker, who was slowly recovering, and threw it into the aquarium with a thud.

"The efficiency of solvent corrosion of the body can be roughly equal to the efficiency of body recovery, as long as you come over often to change the water and feed, this bald head should always remain in this half-dead state."

Leon muttered to himself as he closed the lid of the aquarium, took out food-grade tin foil that could shield electromagnetic signals, and tied the bandage man a dozen times to prevent him from using the mutant's special abilities again.

After all this, the sky has been lit up, and Halloween has finally come to an end.