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Shimizu decisively shielded Maroni in front of him, making the others hesitant to shoot, fearing they might hit him.

Several men in black suits indeed hesitated.

"Get lost."

Shimizu used his free hand to point a gun at Maroni, gesturing with a slight nod.

"Let him through! Let him through!" Maroni shouted.

The suited men cleared a path.

"What kind of trick did you use! Why, why..."

Maroni slurred, his speech somewhat unclear.

"Do you feel weakness in your limbs and tongue? Soon you'll experience dizziness, nausea, limb paralysis, and difficulty breathing. These are symptoms of cobra venom. It inhibits nerve and muscle conduction, leading to muscle weakness, hindering overall bodily functions, and ultimately, you'll clearly feel death while still conscious. Based on the dosage I injected, you should have two to three hours left to live."

"Save... save me, I'll do anything you want..." Maroni stammered.

"Order your men to retreat and not follow. Otherwise, I'll end your life right now." Shimizu pressed the gun against Maroni's head, speaking fiercely.

Clearly, the suited men had used their phones to notify others. More and more people were gathering, but they were afraid to act, seeing Maroni held captive by Shimizu.

"Let... let them through, all of you!" Maroni yelled.

The group of suited men cleared a path.

"Boss!"

"Boss, are you alright?"

"Boss! What happened?!"

Aman, the accountant, and seven or eight of Hogg's combined subordinates jogged over through the cleared path, questioning Shimizu while holding their pistols, wary of Maroni's men.

"It's nothing. Tie him up and take him back to the car." Shimizu gestured to a subordinate with a brightly colored mohawk.

The mohawked man understood, unbuckling his belt and tying up Maroni.

"Ahem, Mr. Water, causing trouble on my turf isn't very appropriate, is it?" At the entrance, Penguin, with a group of his men, blocked the way.

"He started it." Shimizu lightly tapped Maroni's head with the gun barrel.

Penguin smiled slightly, unmoved.

"Is one million dollars enough?" Penguin made a dismissive gesture, holding up two fingers.

"Two million?"

"No, twenty million." Shimizu smirked.

"Wait a while." Shimizu pointed the gun at Maroni.

"This guy can be sold to Harvey Dent for a good price. The Two-Face gang robbed Gotham Savings and Loan Bank's vault last time; they must have plenty of money."

Penguin hesitated.

"Hurry up, this guy is poisoned. He'll die soon if he doesn't get the antidote."

Maroni was already foaming at the mouth.

"The venom will be neutralized by the antivenom within five minutes."

Maroni mumbled some incoherent words.

"What did he say?" Shimizu frowned.

The mohawked man leaned his ear close to Maroni's mouth.

"Boss, it sounds like he's saying... he can't hold it in anymore?"

Shimizu suspiciously turned his gaze downward.

A foul odor arose.

It turned out the muscle weakness caused by the snake venom had also weakened his sphincter muscles.

"Open the window on his side to ventilate, and Aman, next time, change my vehicle to another armored car."

"Yes, Boss!"

"Yes, Boss... Ugh~ What did you eat, you middle-aged baldy? Why does it smell so bad!"

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Burnley District, southeast Gotham City, Central Warehouse.

This is one of Gotham's largest cold storage facilities, bought by Harvey Dent to house Mr. Freeze and his wife, and transformed into a research base for the Titan formula.

"Is it really necessary to use that kind of thing?" Two-Face asked Mr. Freeze, who was at the lab table.

Victor dripped a small amount of Titan formula onto the testing platform and said:

"That's a special organic substance that can promote human steroid production. The magnification of the electron microscope you gave me isn't high enough to directly display the molecular structure, so I can only deduce the molecular formula through testing.

But the judgment of the molecular structure of this thing is still not enough. If you want to use substitutes, you need more related organic matter to try. You may not be able to get it, and it's not easy to get. Not to mention that you need to conduct multiple in vivo experiments, which is also a troublesome thing."

Harvey Dent scratched his head in annoyance.

"Isn't the electron microscope I bought for hundreds of thousands of dollars good enough?"

"You're a law student, of course you don't know that the price of a high-end atomic-level TEM transmission electron microscope can be more than two million dollars." Mr. Freeze said unhurriedly.

"But this is already the best electron microscope I can buy."

"Of course you don't have that channel, because this kind of microscope needs to be customized from a specialized company. I suggest you send someone to Luther Corp. in Metropolis to try your luck. They may have phased out ones there, because I heard that they have already used better sub-nanometer microscopes."

"I will contact them." Harvey Dent nodded, noting the matter.

"By the way, what about that Flash Water from last time? He saw Nora last time and said that there is a supernatural method that can repair cells frozen at low temperatures and alleviate the process of nerve damage. Is there any news?" Mr. Freeze poured the liquid in the test tube into the petri dish and asked.

"Not clear yet." Harvey Dent shook his head.

"If he can really do it, I don't mind handing over the manufacturing method of the cryogenic device to him. If Nora can be cured..." Mr. Freeze said emotionally:

"For Nora, I can agree to anything!"

Harvey Dent didn't reply.

He was actually very envious of Mr. Freeze's equipment.

However, if the Titan venom could be restored, his subordinates could also possess supernatural-level power.

Just then, Harvey Dent's phone rang.

"Water? What's the matter?" Mr. Freeze perked up his ears.

"Mr. Dent, Maroni is now in my hands. Do you want to discuss a deal?" Harvey Dent's breathing became somewhat rapid.

"How much do you want?"

"No rush, this guy was instructed by Falcone to turn me against you, and there are traitors in your Two-Face gang who betrayed you and me, even selling my information. This news should also be worth a lot of money, right?"

"I'll rob the Gotham First National Bank's vault again this afternoon!"