What should the battlefield look like?

Soldiers on both sides charged in the midst of a dense hail of bullets, guns in hand. Someone kept falling, and then someone rushed up. The sky was dyed a fiery red of guns and blood, and civilians struggled to find peace in the cracks of the gunfire

If this is what war is all about, then Gotham City now should be said to be a battlefield. The only difference is that the sky is not as red as you're used to on the battlefield, but black, darker than the blackest clouds.

After all, this is Gotham. Anyone who has seen the real side of Gotham will unanimously say that the sky of Gotham is pitch black, a pitch black that never sees the sun.

The whole city was ablaze, and the flames relentlessly treated everything as a delicacy on a plate, unbridled and everywhere. Everyone had no choice but to hide in their homes and lock their doors, doing nothing but pray for the dawn to come.

As reported by Batman's informant, Falcone finally decided to go to all-out war after receiving Lei Xiaogu's personal assurances that the threat of Batman had been completely eliminated. He used to be the true master of the city, and he used to cover the sky with one hand, until a stupid little penguin took advantage of his scorching Batman to take his throne.

Now, he's about to reclaim that position with the toughest of tactics.

Many of the penguins' data points across the city were raided by armed teams, and that covered almost the entire area of Gotham. Copote, who has been a gang boss for so many years, is certainly not a vegetarian, and he has long secretly figured out several strongholds in Falcone, and has now organized a comprehensive counterattack after realizing Falcone's all-out attack.

But those main battlefields, of course, have to be where the generals are. As Roy said, Falcone had stood at that height, and his pride wouldn't allow that Kopote to be left to someone else to settle down.

The little penguin who used to swallow and exhale under his hands had to look at him with a look in his eyes, but now he has turned over and sat in his former position, how could he swallow this breath?

Copote's true stronghold in Gotham City, the internationally famous casino "Iceberg Casino", is under a frenzied siege at the moment.

Falcone's hand-picked "elites" guarded their heads and blasted a huge gap in the solid ice crystal shell of the Iceberg Casino, plunging deep into it like an unstoppable spear.

Rushing all the way into the deepest part, they swept everything they saw along the way like devils entering the village, leaving as many shocking scars as possible on the various luxurious facilities and decorations of the casino, and then came to the most central hall.

They plan to face the elite of Copote in the halls and then engage in a fierce battle for the throne.

But what even Falcone didn't expect was that there were no elites in it, not even a little minion who was cannon fodder. The fat, diminutive Copote, with his cigar in his mouth, which seemed to have never been smoked, wore a top hat, a pair of hoop glasses that were too small for the hooked nose that protruded underneath, and a black umbrella in his hand.

He was so unhurried, he just waited here quietly.

Falcone's minions pointed their guns at him, ready to shoot Colbert into a sieve at the next order. But the diminutive criminal giant, in the face of the threat of these countless black holes, was unmoved.

Falcone gestured for everyone not to fire, and sneered: "What? Oswald? See me come back and know I'm scared? But I have to tell you in advance, even if you want to be the little penguin next to me again, it is no longer possible. In any case, you have to die here today. ”

Copote looked up to the sky and laughed, and after laughing, he snorted: "Falcone, do you really think that it is still your world? Wake up, old man, the time of Carmine Falcone is over, and now it's mine. You go back to Gotham, and you think you can regain what you lost in the past, but that's just a delusion. Today, I am standing here alone, just to tell you - I am not afraid of you, I am not like some people who only know how to hide behind and only dare to let the cannon fodder be filled. I'm here today to prove one thing—I'm better than you, Falcone, and I dare to do what you don't dare. ”

Falcone's eyes flashed fiercely: "You've learned a lot, Kopote, and you want to provoke me?" ”

Cobot sneered and didn't answer.

"It's funny, I'm just going to eat it." Falcone inserted the pistol back into the holster at his waist, unhurriedly took off his leather coat, and casually threw it to his subordinates in the back.

"You all stand down, I'm going to see what this penguin is capable of." Falcone moved his muscles and stepped forward.

"Come if you have the ability, old man." Copote didn't take the initiative to step forward, but sneered with a disdainful expression, "I'll wait." ”

Falcone made a mistake and pounced like a tiger. He seems to have learned a lot in the years since he left Gotham, and he can't climb to the position of gang leader with a negative combat effectiveness.

Copote watched him take the first step, a subtle smirk on his lips, and the umbrella was raised, and the blade of the umbrella popped out and stabbed forward.

Falcone ducked for a moment, pulled out a shiny saber from each of his waists with both hands, and rushed back on it with a loud shout. The blade of the tip of the umbrella and the silver light of the two sabers intertwined, and the impact of "ping pong" became a symphony, like a symphony with a special rhythm.

Copot's umbrella was obviously not an ordinary umbrella, except for the sharp knife hidden on the top of the umbrella, the umbrella body was also an extremely strong metal material, and the saber fell on the umbrella body, and the clear and bright fire splashed everywhere.

However, it seems that Falcone is still a step ahead, after all, Colport has short hands and feet, and his body is almost a ball, and he has suffered compared to a strong big man like Falcone, and it didn't take long for Falcone to fall to the ground, and there was a knife mark on his fat face.

"You arrogant penguin!" Falcone smirked, "You really think you can win me? Do you really think you can do more than I do? ”

He pressed one knee against Copote's chest, who looked pained.

"Let me tell you, poor little penguin!" "You just don't want to admit that I did what you never did. Less than a week after I returned, Gotham instantly began to quickly recover to what it should have been, back to hell. Batman? You think it's a headache, but it's not a problem for me at all. In the past few days, he hasn't even caught a single cannon fodder of us! And that's something you've never done before! ”

"You're just lucky," Copote retorted, gritting his teeth, enduring the pain, "If it weren't for that old Jim Gordon accident like that, you wouldn't have been able to control the Gotham Police Department with him!" ”

Falcone laughed.

"Silly little penguin, what did I teach you before? To climb to the top, there is no such thing as luck, all opportunities and luck are created by themselves. ”

Copote's look of consternation: "You mean"

"Not bad." Falcone smirked, "Gordon, that idiot, I designed to frame you. ”

Suddenly, Copote, who was restrained by him, showed a victor's smile instead.

"Falcone! You're so old and confused, you're stupid! I'm just waiting for you to say that! ”

"What!?" Falcone suddenly realized that something was wrong.

At the top of the hall, in a dark corner that no one noticed, a black figure jumped down that almost blended into the darkness. Several of the "elites" in Falcone quickly raised their guns. But they were still a step too slow, and two batarangs and the black figure rushed into the middle of them, knocking down the so-called "elites" with three strikes and five divisions.

Behind the mask, Roy straightened up, turned his face to Falcone, and said, "I'm sorry to tell you, dear Mr. Falcone, that your admission of the facts is enough to constitute ironclad evidence that you framed Jim Gordon, and I have recorded it." On top of that, you'll also face charges of breaking into Mr. Copote's private casino and attempted murder of Mr. Copote, just in case, you haven't forgotten that you attacked Mr. Copote first, right? He was just in self-defense. ”

Falcone suddenly remembered that it was indeed Copote who kept stimulating him with words just now, but he never took the lead, but generously gave him the opportunity to take the lead.

He viciously said to Colbert, who was crushed under him, "You! Someone who colluded with Batman to deal with me!? ”

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend, you idiot! And you don't really think I really can't beat you, do you? At the same time as Copote struck back viciously, a hidden trap opened on the black umbrella, and the knife shot at Falcone at near zero range.

"Ahh Falcone gritted his teeth and recoiled in pain, glaring at the two people in front of him and behind, and then laughed instead of anger, "Stupid! Do you really think that even one of the policemen would dare to arrest me? Do you really think that any of my people are going to spend even a minute in prison? ”

At this moment, as if to slap him in the face, a shrill siren sounded outside, probably the first time in this time that Gotham's siren had appeared where it should have been.

"Carmine Falcone and all his comrades, this is the GCPD! Lay down your arms and surrender quickly! ”

"What!? How dare that bastard in Forbes? Falcone roared like a cornered lion.

"Of course he wouldn't dare." The man who spoke, Jim Gordon, walked through the door, "But I dare. ”

Falcone gritted his teeth: "Gordon"

Roy added: "Also, if you're still thinking about prosecution, don't worry we've got you covered. Once you're in prison, Mr. Cobott will promptly co-opt your remnants and make sure that none of them will dare to touch the jury. This means that "

Falcone stared at him as if he wanted to eat people.

Roy smiled lightly, "You'll probably have to spend more than a minute in prison, Mr. Falcone." ”

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