Gotham messed up with this sentence, and Sui Feng now feels it completely.

In just a few days, Gotham was full of gunfire every day, and the price of the hotel rented by Sui Feng increased one after another.

I thought that the rest of the money would last for a month or two, but it turned out that it was almost bottoming out in a week.

It's not that the boss is black-hearted, and when you look at the security guards downstairs of the hotel, you know that you get what you pay for. Gotham has been in chaos for a week, and Sui Feng is not worried about being cut off his neck while sleeping.

But no matter how good the hotel is, it doesn't accept poor ghosts.

Sui Feng left the hotel with the remaining more than a thousand dollars.

Pushing open the door of the hotel with several bullet holes, Sui Feng felt as if he had come to another world.

Originally, this street was not very clean, but it was very prosperous. There are a lot of vendors on the street, and it is also very lively.

Now, the streets are littered with garbage and a few corpses lying on the ground that haven't had time to clean up.

Judging by the density of flies, it should be dead for several days without anyone taking care of them.

"It's like fighting."

Sui Feng sighed, and then walked along the road towards the south.

Gotham is a maritime city connected by bridges of three islands.

The southernmost area is the Old Town, where government departments such as the Gotham Police Department are located, while the northernmost area is the area known as Upper Gotham, where most of the wealthy live, and the security and environment are the best. As for Wayne's house, it was further north than the Regal District, a separate estate that belonged entirely to Wayne.

And the middle area where Sui Feng is located is the so-called Gotham New Town, which is also the place where Falcone and Maroni are most fiercely contested.

But Sui Feng can't do without here, and only the most chaotic places have the cheapest accommodation.

Now this money is not enough to rent a house elsewhere.

As you go south, the buildings around you become more and more dilapidated, turning from high-rise buildings to old wooden buildings.

Sui Feng has made his way to Cape Street, one of the countless slums of Gotham.

There were only two streets in the area, the ground was full of foul water, garbage was piled up on the side of the road, and Sui Feng could still see some human stumps from inside.

"This place should be cheap enough."

Sui Feng walked towards an old house with a rental sign, but before he could walk in, a man with a yellow face and thin eyes came out of the darkness next to him.

He held a butterfly knife and flicked it, and the blade kept gesturing towards Sui Feng.

The man with the knife said to Sui Feng fiercely: "Clothes and wallet! Take it! ”

The vision is good, Sui Feng's clothes are not cheap.

Seeing that someone was blocking the road and robbing him, Sui Feng was also very happy, and finally he could have some income.

The killer queen appeared next to Sui Feng, but this road robbery couldn't see the big pink cat at all.

Until the Killer Queen's fist knocked him away, the man hadn't figured out what was going on.

The Killer Queen's punch was comparable to that of a heavyweight boxer, and it directly dented the man's face.

Sui Feng slowly walked to this person's side and found that he was already out of breath and out of breath and inlet in little, and it was estimated that he would not survive.

Leaning down and searching the man, he found only a few crumpled pieces of change. Sui Feng was a little disgusted, which added up to less than three dollars.

It's no wonder that Falcone and Maroni didn't care about the slums, which really couldn't be squeezed out.

Sui Feng picked up the butterfly knife that fell to the ground, this knife is not bad, it is estimated to be worth more than ten dollars.

Until Sui Feng slowly walked away, no one in the entire street came out to see the excitement, dead people were too common for this place.

Sui Feng's punch to kill the person also severely shocked the other pretenders in the shadows, until Sui Feng walked upstairs, there was no second one who came out to rob without long eyes.

This made Sui Feng very unhappy, he couldn't do this kind of thing of robbery, so he counted on black eating black to make money, but this group of people were all cowards.

"Gotham, where are your simple folk customs, come and rob me!"

Sui Feng complained in his heart, and simply took out a few banknotes and put them in his pocket, so that others would feel that Sui Feng was full of money in his trouser pockets at a glance.

Maintaining this shape, Sui Feng slowly walked up to the old house.

It's a typical old-style apartment, with a wood-based structure that can only support three floors, and the floor slabs creak when you step on them.

On the second floor, the corridor has a lot less dilapidated atmosphere, as if someone is taking care of this place.

There is no mold, there is no garbage in the corners, and the windows in the corridor are all good.

Although the lights are dim, it is undoubtedly a pretty good place compared to the ground floor and the street outside.

The house listed for rent is the last room on the second floor, and Sui Feng has a feeling of picking up a treasure.

Just looking towards the end of the corridor, three strange people with strange shapes made Sui Feng lose his appetite.

Their faces are covered in all kinds of oil paint tattoos, either bald or cockscomb, and they just can't grow their hair properly anyway.

He was dressed in leather armor with various rivets of unknown significance, and he looked like an outdated hippie...... Oh no, in the current era, they are the most fashionable ones.

The three hippies blocked the door of the last room and stopped a middle-aged woman who was white and chubby.

The woman's face was aggrieved and flustered, and her body was trembling as one of the hippies was gesturing at her with a knife.

Sui Feng got closer, and then he heard the hippie say, "Old woman, obediently take out the valuable things, otherwise ......"

I went, misunderstood.

Sui Feng also thought that Gotham City would not only distort people's morality, but also distort people's aesthetics.

In order to apologize, Sui Feng walked over quickly and grabbed the most prominent cockscomb head.

Sui Feng is 1.8 meters tall, and because of his self-disciplined life, he has trained a body of tendon meat, and this hard grasp pulled this hippie back up.

But Sui Feng immediately regretted it, this thing didn't know what he touched in his hair, and he was so greasy and disgusting when he grabbed it.

Sui Feng immediately let go, and then threw a punch at him.

Before the fist landed on the hippie's chest, a fist mark appeared, hammering him to the ground.

Before the other two hippies could react, Sui Feng waved his hands towards the air, and the two followed in the footsteps of their companions, each with a fist mark on their faces and flew out.

One person, one punch, all solved.

Sui Feng began to search for the loot under the frightened eyes of the old woman.

Those who can be mixed into hippies are indeed richer than the addicts on the street, and Sui Feng searched for a full hundred yuan from the three people.

And, of course, a couple of fancy knives.

Immediately after, Sui Feng threw the three hippies down from the window of the corridor.

After doing this, Sui Feng walked up to the middle-aged woman who was already scared and stupid and said, "Hello, I'm here to rent a room, and room No. 3 on the second floor is here, right?" ”