American comics: Enlightenment in Arkham, Ascension to Homelander.

Chapter 168 Do You Think You Are Bruce Wayne?
"You really are a man who enjoys watching the fun, old friend!"

Listening to Ah Fu's words, Donton amusedly bumped Ah Fu with his shoulder.

After being knocked back by Donton, Ah Fu nodded with a bitter face.

"What could be more serious than you, my Lord, going to war with the gods in Gotham City?

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

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

Looking at Ah Fu who worked hard without complaint, Donton grinned with satisfaction.

"Afu, I am so lucky to have you!
I'll go take a look at the club and try to bring my wife back to have some rest, haha!
After all, I am her first man, so no matter how much I don't want to be tied down, I have to support my wife's passion for career occasionally.

Even if that business is... stealing~
Anyway, stealing from rich people is much better than bullying the weak.

Wait, in other words, if I fucking bully the Wakandans, am I also bullying the weak?

It turns out that my mother is not a good person! "

After he finished speaking, Donton laughed and went back to his room, putting on the underwear provided by Lex.

Nanotechnology is indeed extraordinary. Even though this pair of underwear is just a start-up version, the technology used is made from the leftovers of the nano-particle control system of the Lex Group.

But even so, these pants are much more comfortable than Downton's original pants.

After putting it on, Downton jumped twice with ease, and then appeared in the Iceberg Club in a ball of fire.

Looking at the sudden fire, the originally manic voice of the Iceberg Club suddenly stopped, and then after a brief pause, it reached another new high.

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

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

"The boss is here!"

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

"Tang, hug me, please!"

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

For a moment, countless hands were wandering on Donton's body, and Donton was soon surrounded by the enthusiastic crowd, lifted above their heads, and thrown into the sky with excitement.

Feeling the enthusiasm of the people, Donton cheered excitedly.

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

Even if everyone in the world kneels down to him, there won't be many sincere people among them.

Except Gotham!

The longer he lives in Gotham, the more Downton feels that this is his real home!

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

Of course, if he had to live in the four hawkers' territory, the four hawkers' subordinates would probably like him.

But Gotham is full of people like him after all, and Gotham's love for him is also the love of his people for him!

But those four vendors... were simply weirdos and perverts. Donton didn't think he could get along with them.

While thinking, Donton took advantage of the time when he was thrown high by everyone to adjust his posture in the air and land on the stage not far away.

Looking at the stripper who was climbing up behind him, and then looking at the spotlight shining on him, Donton waved to everyone excitedly.

Then he walked over to the band, picked up a microphone and spoke to everyone.

“Okay guys, I already feel your love, haha!

So, let me think about it, and tomorrow I will give you a grand gift!

If you are interested, everyone is welcome to watch it, and be sure to keep an eye on your TV and mobile phone tomorrow!
Your gifts are in the news, trust me, you're going to love them!"

After he finished speaking, Downton threw Mike far away, and his Mike immediately caused a fight because his dearest fans were fighting for Mike.

Looking at the chaos in the club, Donton breathed a sigh of satisfaction, then walked through the crowd and came to the minus forty-four degrees.

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

"Bat man, are you crazy, this is our own pink boy!

What the hell is 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 dollars!"

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

Why did this bat boss who was assigned by the ghost boss to parachute into the diamond district make himself the first target?

Could it be that the Ghost Boss was behind this?
Could it be that the Ghost Boss actually has something against him?
But I really can't think of what I did wrong. Apart from occasionally dreaming that I was the boss, I haven't had the time to do anything to backstab the Ghost Boss!
Could it be that the Ghost Boss also dreamed that he offended him in his mother's dream?

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

but……

Facing Ozwald's questioning, Bruce remained silent for a long time, but spoke only in his own magnetic bass 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 he finished speaking, Bruce glanced at Oswald with disgust, and then looked at Victor who was standing silently behind the main seat.

Compared with Ozwald, Victor brought a much stronger sense of oppression to Bruce. His fighting instinct told him that Victor's strength was very good!
Facing Bruce's gaze, Victor sneered and spread his hands.

"Bat man!"

He said to Bruce with a sneer.

“Your words make me think you’re not a gangster, but a fucking superhero.

When you see dirty work, you have to clean it up. So you cleaned out one of our own pajamas, so are you going to clean out our casinos and nightclubs next?

Do you also want to clean up our business of smuggling arms and industrial equipment?
So in the end, how do you think our guys will eat?
Are we, the fucking gangsters, going to deduct the living expenses of our fellows who work hard for us, just like our damn American government deducted the social welfare of Vietnam War veterans? "

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

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

If we work our whole lives and end up in the White House, then all our work would be in vain!"

"Damn it!"

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

He spoke to Victor in a low voice.

"Every business you mentioned is a crime. But even if you are a gang, there are more than just crimes to go down!"

"Fuck, what the hell are you guys, it's us!

Do you think you can stay out of it? Ever since the Ghost Boss 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 your name in Gotham.

Therefore, you are actually a member of our Ghost Party, and at least the top general in the eyes of the Ghost boss!
A gang member for a day, a gang member for life. Do you think you have the right to get away easily? The people of Gotham will never forget you and your bat!"

"I?!!"

Bruce felt numb after listening to Victor's words. Even his hands that were supporting the table began to tremble.

He tried hard to suppress his emotions and continued speaking to Victor with difficulty.

“Let’s not talk about this damn Bat Bar for now, let’s just talk about the current business of the Ghost Party!

Even though there are many people in the Revenant Party, you can still take the right path if you want, right?

Whether you are a security company or a delivery company, you have many ways to make money, why do you choose to do such a hellish business as cocaine!

If you are just a small gang, then I understand that small gangs cannot do big business and can only rely on those evil activities to make as much money as possible!
But the size of the Dead Souls in Gotham has surpassed most large companies. With your size, no matter what you do, you will make money, and you may even make no less than drug trafficking!"

"You fart!"

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

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

You have to know that the resettlement allowance we give to his fucking gunmen is much more expensive than paying them their salaries!

But the problem is that we can't do the 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 bump into us!
Do you think I don't know that smuggling avocados and game cartridges is more profitable than smuggling drugs?
Even the fucking Mexican mafia has already developed this business, but we don't have the conditions to do it at all, because Gotham is Wayne's Gotham, and it's also the Gotham of countless big families!
Don't think we can easily control the officials in Gotham City Hall and make them turn a blind eye to our smuggling and drug trafficking.

But once we interfere in those family businesses, we will immediately become the target of public criticism!"

"and many more!"

Just then, Bruce suddenly interrupted Victor.

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

"Bullshit, we are just doing it to make money. Whether it's killing people or setting fires, it's all just for the sake of making money!"

Victor responded with a disdainful sound, and Bruce continued to speak heavily to Victor.

"So, if I could get Wayne Group to give you guys a…"

"It's us! Us! Bat-brothers!"

"Damn it, I get it, it's us!
What if I can find a way to get Wayne Group to give us some of the market share in legitimate industries?

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

Having said that, Bruce looked at Victor with burning eyes.

As for Victor, he was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Victor said while pointing at Batman and laughing.

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

Do you think you are Bruce Wayne and can make anyone give in whenever you want?"

(End of this chapter)