Dc Violence -Kun

"Your Excellency, this joke is not funny!"

Carmine put down the sterling silver knife and fork in his hand, his face was calm, and he gently wiped the corner of his mouth with his napkin, showing good cultivation and invisible anger.

Badi's arrogant words made him angry, wanting him, the underworld godfather who ruled more than half of Gotham, to be his subordinate? I don't know what is good or bad.

who is he?

Carmine, Falcone.

In less than half a year, he had the confidence and plan to separate and disintegrate, or force to destroy, form an alliance with him to seize control of Gotham's underworld.

He is almost sure to sit on the throne of the godfather to rule the Gotham Underworld, the ruler.

Although it may not be comparable to the four big families that founded Gotham, the Wayne family, the Elliott family, the Guyen family, and the Koport family, these four family industries spread throughout the city and control all areas of the city.

The Falcone family, who ruled the Gotham underworld, might be slightly lower-end than them, and could not reach the level of vulgarity.

But everyone has to give some face, after a period of precipitation, maybe they can become the fifth big family of Gotham, standing in Gotham's immortality.

Now a young man who is less than twenty years old is making a big talk in front of him, wanting to take himself as a subordinate, and put Gotham in his own management?

Carmine felt insulted, his city was deep, his face was calm, and he was angry, but soon he was okay.

The anger came and went quickly, quietly and immediately disappeared.

Carmine even laughed at himself. When did he get angry at someone's words so easily.

It's really funny that I am also angry with the words of the arrogant and arrogant.

I can only blame Badi for putting too much pressure on him, causing him to lose balance for a while.

Perceiving this, Carmine returned to normal again, and the city mansion that became Falcone's Patriarch returned to its depths.

Ba Di was originally dedicated to dealing with food, and 60% of the food on this table was in his mouth, although it was fast and elegant, calm and calm.

For him, there are only two things in this world that cannot be disappointed.

Good food and my heart.

Hearing Carmine's self-deprecating laughter, the steak that Badi had originally looked at also glanced at him.

Similarly, he smiled, placed the knife and fork in his hand on the side of the plate, picked up the brandy in the glass, sipped it gently, and then shook the amber brandy in the glass, which was crystal clear and solemn. Not delicate.

"I'm just talking about the future, one day, you will be driven out of Gotham."

"Come to me, come to the metropolis to find me."

"I help you-Kun Lin Gotham."

Ba Dixu raised his goblet, gestured to him, and drank it with a smile.

The implication of these words is very obvious, it is nothing more than to be my subordinate when you fail.

Carmine's face was calm and he didn't comment on this remark of Badi.

"In the future, you can't stand up in the metropolis, you can also come to me."

With a bit of ridicule at the corner of Carmine's mouth, he also raised a glass of wine without showing any weakness, and drank it with a smile, looking very heroic.

The current Carmine is just as high as the sky, ambitious, demanding money, power, power, and courage, so how could it fail to be driven out of Gotham.

Not to mention that in the future, after the underworld of Gotham is unified, it is even more impossible for others to drive themselves out of Gotham.

Therefore, what he said to Badi was a joke.

Carmine, who had never thought of failing such a thing, also responded to Badi in exactly the same way.

On the contrary, he even more looked forward to Badi going to the metropolis and rushing back to Gotham to be his subordinate.

With an invulnerable superhuman subordinate, he must be able to do more.

Carmine thought slightly.

Ba Di endured the joke and laughed blankly.

In the future, there will be many people in Gotham, such as Penguin, Joker, Bain, Double-faced Man, Scarecrow, Riddler, Frozen Man, Killer Crocodile, Black Mask, Silence, Mud Face, Ventriloquist, Death Shooter, Hugo· Strange, Maxi Zeus... etc.

All of them are a group of criminals who have high IQs, but they want to get rid of them. A few have also unified the Gotham Underworld, and have never won the generals.

On the contrary, Falcone was the first to be ripped off by them from the throne of the rulers of the Gotham underworld. He was far away from Gotham for a long time before returning to control Gotham. As a result, because of the existence of Batman, he could only drink hate. fail.

From then on, Gotham was really a criminal hero taking turns, becoming Batman's playground.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to laugh at you, just let time to witness the future."

"When I can't rule the metropolis, I will be your subordinate."

"Be my subordinate when you are expelled from Gotham."

Bati stood up, poured himself a glass of brandy, and also poured a glass of wine for Carmine.

He raised the wine glass and stuck it in the air, the amber liquid dazzling in the light.

"Okay, I'm waiting for you."

Carmine glanced at Badi's calm and confident smile, and stood up, confident.

The two clinked glasses, and both smiled and drank all the wine.

Ba Di was very satisfied. Today, when he arrived in Gotham, he harvested a lot of potential things.

Not to mention the environment of Gotham, the terrain, Mike, the future Poison Ivy, etc., and the approximate time when some villains will appear.

Let him determine when Batman appeared.

Of course, if Batty pinches Bruce to death now, there may be no Batman appearing.

But he doesn't need to mix in the muddy waters of Gotham, even in the future, even if Batman becomes his enemy, he doesn't mind.

Because when Batman appeared, he had already completed the layout.

It would not be able to stop oneself just by knocking down one or two of his subordinates.

The general trend he wants to create is that under the rolling wheels layout, whoever blocks will be crushed to death, even without the use of Ba Di's action, naturally there will be other people who will crush the so-called hero.

After all, he came very early, early until the hero did not appear, and there was nothing wrong with the time when all kinds of flowers bloomed.

Enough for him to arrange everything and do his things.

Bardi put down his wine glass, walked to the small balcony, and opened the French windows.

The autumn wind swept into the room like an elf, causing slight ripples.

In the night, the dense lights flickered like fire on Gotham. He was here, looking across the balcony, as if standing in the corner of Gotham, seeing the scenery all the way.

Badi's eyes flashed slightly, and a meaningful smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth: "Do you want me to help you unify Gotham?"

Carmine refused without hesitation.

"Gotham is already in my bag."

…………

A new foundation built somewhere in Alan Wayne.

The interior is bright.

On the dark red rosewood rectangular table, there is a copy of the information. The portraits of Badi are very similar.

Sitting at the table were aristocratic figures, men's leather suits, polite, and extraordinary; women were graceful and graceful, and evening dresses set off the flavour of expensive perfume, elegant and charming.

It's just that everyone wears a white mask, shaped like a Fukurou, which looks a little weird.

"Thomas Wayne is dead."

"Not bad."

"But a sharp claw was smashed by passersby."

"This kind of power is really scary."

"Dare to provoke Fukurou court in Gotham?"

"It doesn't look bad, the lower body must be very powerful."

"Don't make a fuss, wave hoof."

"Should we solve him?"

"No, it's not suitable now."

"Patriarch Wayne is dead, we should be lurking."

"Recently, Gotham must be turbulent. It is not suitable for accidents in life."

"Then let him live a little longer."

Three days later.

Batty and Mike stepped out of the Carmine Hotel and headed for the metropolis.

"Boss, how did you know that Falcone would give me three million dollars?" Mike asked puzzledly, carrying two large boxes.

"It's investment, it's also subduing, it's also mutual assistance, Carmine is good." Bati said.

Mike nodded his head seriously, and didn't understand the mess between Badi and Falcone. Only when the boss was really capable, he deceived three hundred for a meal with Falcone’s Patriarch. Ten thousand dollars.

"Boss, three hundred thousand dollars, what are you doing with it?" Mike asked.

"Raise a woman," said Badi.

Mike sighed, not feeling angry, that's my money! ! !

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