American comics: Enlightenment in Arkham, Ascension to Homelander

"You really are not afraid of trouble, old man!"

Listening to Alfu's words, Downton bumped Alfu with his shoulder.

After being bumped by Downton, Alfu nodded with a bitter face.

"What else could be more serious than the war between you and the gods in Gotham City?

Since that night, it seems that everything in the world has become a trivial matter in my eyes..."

After saying that, Alfu showed a relieved smile to Downton, and then continued to lead the workers to repair the castle.

Looking at Alfu who worked hard, Downton grinned with satisfaction.

"Afu, I'm so lucky to have you!

I'll go to the club to take a look, and try to bring my wife back to rest, haha!

After all, I'm her first man, so no matter how much I don't want to be tied down, I have to support my wife's favorite career occasionally.

Even if that career is... stealing~

Anyway, stealing from rich people is much better than bullying the weak.

Wait, in other words, am I bullying the weak when I bully the Wakandans?

It turns out that I'm not a good person!"

After the voice fell, Donton laughed and returned to his room, first putting on the underwear provided by Lex.

Nanotechnology is indeed extraordinary. Even if this pair of underwear is only a start-up version, the technology used is also made of the scraps of the nano-flying particle control system of the Lex Group.

But even so, this pair of pants is much more comfortable than Donton's original pants.

After putting it on, Donton jumped twice easily, and then appeared in the Iceberg Club in a ball of fire.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the fire, the originally frenzied voice of the Iceberg Club suddenly paused, and then after a short pause, it reached another new high.

"Don of Downton Abbey, the new king of Gotham!"

"Welcome our Gotham's eternal lord, the god of the gang, Donton!"

"The boss is here!"

"Don, I'm Hainuo's best friend. Has Hainuo told you about me before? I like you so much!"

"Don, hug me, please!"

"Ahhh, it's Don! Ahhh, Don is here!!!"

For a moment, countless hands wandered over Donton's body, and Donton was immediately surrounded by the enthusiastic crowd and lifted above their heads, and excitedly thrown into the sky.

Feeling the enthusiasm of the people, Donton cheered excitedly.

A guy like him, no matter which world he goes to, will only get fear and awe.

Even if the whole world kneels down to him, there will not be a few sincere people there.

Except Gotham!

The longer he lived in Gotham, the more Downton felt that this was his real home!

Only Gotham, a city full of darkness and craziness, even full of lunatics, would truly accept and love him.

Of course, if he had to live in the territory of the four vendors, the four vendors' subordinates would also like him.

But Gotham is full of people of the same kind, and Gotham's love for him is also the love of his kind for him!

But the four vendors... are simply aliens and perverts, and Downton doesn't think he can play with them.

While thinking, Downton adjusted his posture in the air while being thrown high by everyone and landed on the stage not far away.

Looking at the strippers who climbed up behind him in a blink of an eye, and then looking at the spotlight shining on him, Downton excitedly waved to everyone.

Then, he came to the direction of the band, took a microphone and said to everyone.

"Okay, guys, I've felt your love, haha!

So, let me think about it, I'll give you a grand gift tomorrow!

If you're interested, you'll be the one who gets it, and you must stay tuned to your TV and mobile phone tomorrow!

Your gifts are in the news, believe me, you'll love them!"

After the words fell, Donton threw Mike far away, and his Mike also started a fight in an instant, because his dearest fans were fighting for Mike.

Looking at the chaos in the club, Donton exhaled with satisfaction, then crossed the crowd and came to the minus 44 degrees.

When he walked to the door of his office, he heard the quarrel coming from the room from a long distance away.

"Bat man, are you crazy? This is our own powder boy!

What's wrong with you? Instead of dealing with the white powder market of the Rockson Gang that I sent you, you attacked our own powder shop!

Now, more than 40 of our brothers have been arrested and taken to the police station. Just to get them to Arkham, we have to pay at least 200,000 yuan!"

Speaking of this, Ozwald was about to collapse. He was not collapsed by the mere 200,000 yuan, but...

Why did the Bat boss who was assigned by the Dead Soul Boss to parachute into the Diamond District first target himself!

Is this the Dead Soul Boss behind the scenes?

Is it actually the Dead Soul Boss who has a problem with me?

But I really can't think of what I did wrong. Except for occasionally dreaming that I became the boss in my dreams, I haven't had time to do anything to backstab the Dead Soul Boss!

Is it possible that the Dead Soul Boss also dreamed that I offended him in his fucking dream?

Thinking of this, Ozwald waited nervously for Bruce's answer.

But...

Facing Ozwald's questioning, Bruce remained silent for a long time, but only spoke with his magnetic subwoofer voice.

"I don't care whose noodle shop it is. Anyway, as long as I see those dirty deeds, I will never show mercy!"

After the voice fell, Bruce glanced at Ozwald with disgust, and then looked at Victor who was standing silently behind the main seat.

Compared with Ozwald, Victor brought Bruce a much stronger sense of oppression. His fighting instinct told him that Victor's strength was very good!

Facing Bruce's eyes, Victor sneered and spread his hands.

"Bat man!"

He said to Bruce with a sneer.

"Your words make me think you are not a gangster, but a fucking superhero.

You have to clean up any dirty business you see, so you cleaned up a noodle shop of ours, so are you going to clean up our casinos and nightclubs next?

Are you going to clean up our smuggling of arms and industrial equipment as well?

In the end, what do you think our guys should eat?

Are we fucking gangsters going to deduct the living expenses of our guys who work hard for us just like our fucking American government deducted the social welfare of Vietnam War veterans?"

At this point, Victor put his hands on the table unhappily and said to Bruce angrily.

"The reason why we guys are in the gang is to go against the shitty American government.

If we have been in the gang for a lifetime and end up like the White House, then we guys have been in vain!"

"Damn it!"

Listening to Victor's words, Bruce also put his hands on Downton's desk unhappily.

He said to Victor in a low voice.

"All the business you mentioned is evil, but even if you are a gang, there are more than just evil!"

"Fuck, what the hell are you talking about? We are!

Do you think you can stay out of it? Since the boss of the Dead Souls personally asked you to manage the Diamond District, no matter what you did before, you are now a gang member!

Even if you don't want to go to the Bat Bar in the Diamond District to watch the scene, your little brother has already made you famous in Gotham.

So, you are basically a member of our Dead Souls, and at least the chief general in the eyes of the boss of the Dead Souls!

A gang for a day, a gang for a lifetime, do you think you are qualified to get away easily? The people of Gotham will never forget you and your bats!"

"Me?!!"

Listening to Victor's words, Bruce was numb, and even his hands that were supporting the table began to tremble.

While trying to suppress his emotions, he continued to talk to Victor with difficulty.

"Let's not talk about this damn Bat Bar, let's just talk about the current business of the Dead Soul Party!

Even if there are many people in the Dead Soul Party, as long as you want, you can still take the right path, right?

Whether it is a security company or a delivery company, you have many ways to make money, why do you have to choose the damn business of white powder!

If you are just a small gang, then I understand that small gangs can't do big business, and can only make as much money as possible by those evil activities!

But the size of the Dead Soul Party in Gotham has surpassed most large companies. With your size, no matter what you do, you will make money, and it may not be less than drug trafficking!"

"You fart!"

Suddenly, Victor interrupted Bruce fiercely, and he continued to yell at Bruce.

"Do you think we don't want to do some safer business?

You have to know that the settlement fee we give to his fucking gunmen is much more expensive than the salary!

But the problem is that we can't do those industries you mentioned at all, because those businesses are all monopolized by the Wayne Group!"

At this point, Victor slammed the table heavily.

"Damn Wayne Group, no matter what business we do, they will collide with us!

Do you think I don't know that smuggling avocados and game cartridges is more profitable than smuggling drugs?

Even the fucking Mexican gangs have developed a business, but we don't have the conditions to do it at all, because Gotham is Wayne's Gotham, and it is also the Gotham of countless big families!

Don't think that we can easily control the officials of Gotham City Hall and make them turn a blind eye to our smuggling and drug trafficking.

But once we intervene in the business of those families, we will immediately become the target of public criticism!"

"Wait!"

At this moment, Bruce suddenly interrupted Victor.

"You mean, you don't want to do a safer and more legal business, right?"

"Bullshit, we just want to make money, whether it's killing people or arson, it's all just to make money!"

Victor responded with disdain, and Bruce continued to speak to Victor heavily.

"So, if I can get Wayne Group to give you..."

"It's us! We! Brother Bat!"

"Damn it, I know, it's us!

What if I can get Wayne Group to give us part of the legitimate industry market?

In that case, you... can we transform the business model of the Dead Soul Party?"

At this point, Bruce looked at Victor with a burning gaze.

And Victor, after a slight pause, burst out laughing.

While laughing, Victor pointed at Batman and said.

"You make it sound so simple, and you're asking the Wayne Group to make concessions.

Do you think you're Bruce Wayne, and you can make anyone make concessions if you want?"