Gotham Quarter.

Jason put a mask on his face and walked to the door of a bar in Gotham, tapping his hand on the door several times.

Just from the moment he walked to the door of the bar and tapped his finger on the door, there were two speeding car robberies, a car accident, two armed brawls, and even a loud sound from the robbery of a cash truck in the distance.

Gotham is such a lawless place, a borderlands that has been relinquished by the Federation.

Suffice it to say, as soon as you have the urge to commit a crime one day, buy a plane ticket, get a ride to the metro area, and find that kind of black car and let him send you to Gotham.

Why black cars?

Because ordinary buses and taxis do not dare to rush into this place, once they enter Gotham, it is two to say whether they can get out or not.

But it is precisely because of the riots and disorder here that more gray industries have been given an opportunity.

When the finger knocked on the door, the door did not open, but a door next to the bar opened.

Behind the door was a deformed dwarf, who even had to step on a chair to be able to unscrew the doorknob and open it.

Jason glanced at him, then walked straight through the door, not even giving a tip.

Behind the door is a long and narrow staircase that extends downward, and the uneven bricks on both sides are even seeping water and moss, and you can feel slippery and cold when you touch it with your hand.

Walking up the stairs to the bottom, a bar built underground suddenly comes into view.

The waiters walked through the crowd in revealing costumes, and any place that could be stuffed was stuffed with banknotes, which were also wet with some viscous liquid, giving off a foul smell.

All sorts of illegal drugs, condoms, and obscene magazines were thrown on the ground, and three words stood out in the whole environment.

Dirty mess.

Overhead, there are a few dim chandeliers, but the dim lighting, combined with the eclectic atmosphere of the speakeasy, is like a nest of sin.

Jason soon saw the man he was looking for at the edge of the bar, he walked over, sat down next to him, pulled a couple of oddly shaped coins from his pocket, and placed them on the bar, "Whatever you want." ”

The man sitting in the corner turned his head, and even in such a dim scene, he was still wearing his pair of sunglasses that almost covered his entire face, and asked aloud, "Mr. Altman, the famous Mr. Altman, it seems like a long time has passed, and it seems like a long time has passed since you last met me in private, right?" ”

Jason's expression was a little fierce, "It's been a long time, and the way you speak is still so disgusting and cheap, and I don't want to come to you if possible." ”

"Mr. Jason laughed, what can I do?" The man closed his hand, picked up the cocktail on the table, and took a sip, "I'm just an ordinary person who can be seen everywhere, but I wear sunglasses, so I'm just a little more conspicuous than others." ”

Jason lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand, titled "My Eyes Can Petrify People", and then looked up at the man in front of him, "I don't want to talk too much nonsense with you, I have a little bit of something to ask your black humor to do a favor, I know your price is high, but you are also very efficient." ”

As he spoke, Jason placed a bottle of blue potion between himself and the man, "This thing, do you know?" ”

The man tugged at the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, then glanced at the blue potion on the table, and said, "Hmm...... Should I know this? ”

"It doesn't matter anymore," Jason said, "it's a good opportunity to skyrocket my prestige, I've heard that there's something in the vicinity of Fahsa Bay lately, you inject it into it, and I'll take care of the rest." ”

Listening to Jason's words, the man nodded with a smile, "Hmm...... This plan is really good, it is similar to the birth of the gray fog before, is it possible...... Aren't you afraid to shoot yourself in the foot like the gray mist?

"You know, the gray fog has not completely dissipated, at least 30% remains, and it is continuing to cause damage."

Jason's face was hidden by the mask with a feeling of rage, "But there's no other way, now that the group has put this thing in front of me, I can't do anything for my own prestige!" ”

The man's eyes rolled around under his sunglasses, and then said: "If there is another way, I have a way, but I don't know if you are willing to carry it out, at least for your prestige, it is also a huge boost." ”

Hearing the man's last words, Jason's pupils dilated slightly, and he immediately asked, "What is the solution?" Let me hear it? ”

The man leaned to the side, leaned into Jason's ear, and whispered something.

After listening to the man's words, Jason suddenly showed a somewhat tangled expression on his face, "This way...... Is it really possible? The premise of accomplishing this plan is to build momentum, right? Who's going to do that? ”

"Rest assured, you are our black humor customer, our black humor has always adhered to the principle of customer first, as long as the customer needs, we will go all out to achieve!

"It's just a matter of momentum, even if you want us to make you a hero to save the world, and make you a god, we can do it!"

Listening to the man's words, Jason pursed his lips, "What else do you say 'we', aren't you the only one doing things in black humor?" Aren't the others cannon fodder you hired? ”

"No, no, no," the man wagged his fingers, "Actually, there are two people with black humor. ”

"One is you, the other is you, right? I've basically mastered your talking routines, and you still want to lie to me? No way! ”

Jason got up and walked towards the exit of the speakeasy, "Anyway, then do as you say, the matter is left to you to handle it all, leave it to you, I am very relieved, I hope the cooperation between us can be very perfect, I will call you later." ”

Watching Jason leave, the bartender at the bar will come to his seat with a glass that belongs to Jason, only to find that Jason is missing.

"It's okay, you can put it here," the man pointed to the table, "he won't drink me." ”

The bartender nodded, then pulled out a coaster with a drawing of a doe from under the bar, which he used to place under the glasses and push it towards the man in sunglasses.

Watching the water droplets fall on the coaster along the cold wall of the cup, the man seemed to laugh unconsciously, and then muttered to himself.

"Alas, the gods......

"It seems out of reach, but it doesn't seem to be that hard."

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