"Hahaha fuck, I've become a necessity in Gotham!

Stop it, Afu. Something that is talked about by the men in Gotham all day long and thought about by the women in Gotham all night long is a so-called necessity.

As for me, you must be kidding. There are not many decent people in this city who really like me. Only bastards love me!"

Having said that, Donton patted the armrest of Ah Fu's sofa, then picked up the wine glass and toasted with Ah Fu.

Ah Fu raised his glass in response and said to Donton with a mysterious smile.

"You are right, sir, but how many decent people are there in this city of Gotham?
This has been a city of assholes since the beginning, hasn't it?
Every ancient family in America has been involved in crime. A family that has never committed crime has no right to survive to this day!"

After he finished speaking, Ah Fu took a sip of wine happily.

After putting down the wine glass, he couldn't help but think for a moment, and then asked.

"But then again, Tang, are you sincere about what you just said? Do you really think the religious model is good for you?
That sounds so fake, after all, you are not like Jesus, and you don’t think you are like Jesus.

But no matter how I think about it, I don't think you need to joke, so, what do you mean...?"

Ah Fu looked at Donton thoughtfully, and Donton nodded slightly and smiled.

“Religion is not fun at all, but for me, it does have a lot of benefits.

On the one hand, establishing and expanding religion would allow me to intervene in countless worlds more effectively and conveniently.

Compared to spreading faith, establishing new rules for another world is much more difficult.

Therefore, we only need to expand our religious undertakings and use preaching and doctrine to arrange a world for a long time, so that when I am not in the mood to take care of that world, that world can continue to operate stably according to my vision. "

At this point, Donton curled his lips and said with amusement.

“People’s hearts are the hardest to control. Even if I have the force to suppress everything, I can only threaten them, but I can’t easily control everyone.

But as long as I use my own strength as a benchmark and a banner, and spread it quickly through religious means, then what my strength cannot accomplish, more and more believers and the destined increase in fanatics can definitely help me accomplish those things.

Although history has proven many times that religion can become too powerful to be eliminated, it is certainly much easier to kill everyone in a church that has gone astray than to kill everyone in the world.

What's more, didn't Bruce and Lex come up with the idea of ​​contacting me outside the multiverse?

If religion can really help me hear every voice that needs me outside the world, then this thing is more useful, right~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Donton picked up two bamboo shoots and threw them towards the giant panda in the distance from more than 300 meters away.

Just as the bamboo shoots were about to hit the panda on the head, Selina reached out without looking back and grabbed the tips of the two bamboo shoots in her hand.

"Thank you."

She waved to Donton with her back turned, then put the bamboo shoots into the panda's paws.

Seeing Selina holding her favorite bamboo shoots, the panda was obviously a little dissatisfied.

But after the panda took a look at Selina, it finally suppressed the shame and anger in its heart caused by being scared by the dragon, returned to its lazy and gluttonous appearance, and started eating the tips of the bamboo shoots.

While the panda was eating, Selina patted its head with a smile and talked to herself.

“It would be great if men could be like you pandas.

I have never seen a panda in heat every day of the year, just like I have never seen a man who only knows how to eat, eat, eat and eat. "

After she finished speaking, Selina stretched her left hand behind her and pinched her index and middle fingers towards Gu Ziyun.

Ziyun immediately handed Selena a cigarette.

But Selena didn't take the cigarette, but clamped the fingers that Gu Ziyun was holding out to her.

She just held Ziyun's fingers and brought them to her mouth, then licked the tips of Ziyun's fingers gently with her tongue.

"Alas……"

Gu Ziyun withdrew his fingers awkwardly.

Asking her to have sex with dozens or hundreds of people is no problem, but asking her to be a mistress to a woman?

Gu Ziyun feels that he is not ready to be manipulated yet!
Seeing Gu Ziyun's resistance, Selina was not in a hurry. Instead, after gently spitting out Gu Ziyun's finger, she spoke to her with an expectant smile on her face.

“I once had a girlfriend who was very much like you.

Ha, this is a really clichéd reason to strike up a conversation, but I’m going to say it anyway because I really have a girlfriend like that.

Ziyun, have you ever thought about changing your clothing style? You look too innocent now, maybe we can become a little sexier together~"

"No, don't do that. I think it's good now."

Gu Ziyun took steps back repeatedly to avoid Selina's greedy eyes.

Seeing Gu Ziyun walking away, Selena smiled and stared at her back in anticipation.

However, she was only in a trance for a dozen seconds. After Gu Ziyun walked away, Eri happened to trot out of the castle holding a small notebook.

Looking at the shrine maiden costume that Eri was wearing, Selina licked her lips excitedly.

“Great style~”

At this point, Selina's gaze returned to Eri.

For the next ten days or so, every time after noon, Selina, who slept late and got up late, would always come close to Eri and use her eloquent words to make the little girl blush.

As for Downton.

After returning from the dragon world, he decided to take a proper rest, and he actually rested in Gotham for a full sixteen days.

Until today, sixteen days later, Downton was still swinging his club on the golf course near the manor.

brush……

brush……

Donton swung the club in his hand as if to hit the ball.

Beside him, Ozwald, who had invited him to the golf course, was humbly introducing another person to Downton.

“Tang, I promise, he is definitely a talent worth looking forward to.

Believe me, the moment I saw this guy from the Gotham Police Department, I could see the inherent evil in his eyes!
I firmly believe that no one is more suitable to be my aide than him, and only he can make me feel at ease handing over the gang business to his hands.

During my time as mayor, I was extremely busy, and the gang income was somewhat disrupted.

But things will get better soon, I have found the assistant that is perfect for me!

Please allow me to introduce you to a top talent I just discovered, Edward Nygma!"

After he finished speaking, Ozwald exaggeratedly pulled Nygma to his side and patted Nygma's back heavily.

"Come on, Edward. The boss doesn't like sissies."

"Wow..." Hearing Ozwald's words, Donton's hands, which were about to swing the club, suddenly paused, and then swung again.

brush!
Snapped!
Puff, puff...

The golf ball shot up into the sky like a rocket and accurately hit a seagull passing over the golf course, causing the seagull to fall down wailing.

Soon, the seagull no longer felt pain, because both its pierced body and its head that fell heavily to the ground told it that it no longer hurt.

Donton didn't pay attention to the seagull that landed, but turned his head slightly and fixed his eyes on Edward Nygma, who was thin, wearing a green suit, and his hair was combed as if it had been licked by a dog.

Facing Downton's scrutinizing gaze, Edward took a deep breath, then straightened his back and spoke to Downton nervously but not timidly.

"Dear Ghost Boss, I am Edward Nygma, the coroner of the Gotham Police Department. I am honored to have the opportunity to meet you. I..."

"Okay, I know you, Edward Nygma."

Donton interrupted Edward and continued talking to him while walking towards the rest area.

"Gotham City has a population of hundreds of millions, but only about 8,000 police officers, and only about 400 of them are stationed at the Diamond District Headquarters.

As for your autopsy department, there are only about 22 people, and you are the busiest one among them, right?"

Having said that, Donton waved to Ozwald and Nygma, indicating that they should follow him.

Nygma was immediately relieved, because he really didn't know how to play golf. He was afraid that Downton would ask him to play a few rounds.

While quietly breathing a sigh of relief, Nygma and Ozwald went to the rest area together.

Seeing that Donton waved for them to sit down, the two of them sat upright on the sofa to Donton's left.

After Donton sat down, he threw the golf club to the caddy serving beside him, and took the red wine from the female sparring partner arranged by the golf course.

After taking a sip of red wine, Downton shook the glass in front of Edward twice and spoke to Oswald with an expressionless face.

"Ozwald, one of you is the current mayor of Gotham, and the other is the coroner.

Tsk tsk, this difference in status is nothing in front of me, but in Gotham City, the mayor and the coroner should not have the opportunity to get so close.

Tell me, how did you two meet? You didn't leave messages to each other on the same-sex section of a dating website and then dated offline, right?"

At this point, Donton finally changed his cold expression and laughed mischievously.

Hearing Downton's joke, Edward opened his mouth in surprise, and Oswald quickly responded to Downton in a flattering manner.

"Don, you are still so humorous. Have you also noticed the slander and defamation against me by the tabloids?

Those damn paparazzi couldn't find any news they dared to write in the newspapers, so they had to fill the front pages with fabricated stories about my private life as the mayor.

I admit that for a politician, not having a stable marriage is indeed a minus point.

But I just didn't have time to choose the right woman. I'm not a homosexual as the tabloids say!
If I hadn't counted on those tabloids to regulate the emotions of Gotham citizens, I would have stuffed these damn paparazzi into their newspaper offices and set them all on fire!"

As Ozwald spoke, he became so angry that his face turned red.

Edward, who was standing by, quickly grabbed Ozwald's wrist and calmly persuaded him.

"Mr. Mayor, calm down. No matter how exaggerated the gossip is, it will not have any real impact on you.

What's more, the media industry needs those media outlets that spout nonsense to effectively distinguish between traditional media and entertainment media.

There must be different voices in Gotham’s public opinion, so that Gotham City Hall does not lose its credibility!"

At this point, Edward patted Ozwald's hand solemnly and continued to explain.

“We are not Franklin, we cannot satisfy everyone, and those who are dissatisfied with us need an outlet for their emotions.

If the Gotham media from now on all focus on praising City Hall and Mr. Downton, they will not be able to create public opinion differences to mobilize the emotions of the citizens.

If the citizens' conflicting emotions have no way to be released, their accumulated emotions will be concentrated in Gotham itself.

By then, even if the one-sided reports were indeed the truth, people would rather think that it was a cover-up and brainwashing by the Gotham government.

So whether it is gossip, occasional criticism or even curses, these news that seem to hurt us in the eyes of the lower classes are actually also tools that are beneficial to us. "

As Oswald continued to talk, he gently touched his eyes.

At this moment, an incomparable brilliance flashed in the eyes of the thin man in the green suit.

After being surrounded by countless corpses and various organs for decades, Edward finally experienced the joy of playing with people's hearts after being appreciated by Oswald.

And Ozwald who advocated for the promotion of Nygma.

After hearing what Nygma said, he held Nygma's hands with relief and said with emotion.

"Yes, I thought so too. You really are the person who knows me best in Gotham, even better than Falcone and Victor!"

Having said that, Ozwald let go of Nygma and turned to speak excitedly to Downton.

"Boss Tang, this is my newly selected assistant. His thinking in municipal work is very insightful and has given me a lot of inspiration!
As for the question you asked me, how did I find such an excellent Nygma?
This is how lucky I am. Three days ago, a small gang in Star City was driven out by a masked archer who appeared recently.

You know, the cemetery of our Colbert family is near the entrance to Gotham.

The gang drove dozens of cars into Gotham, throwing Molotov cocktails and grenades for fun along the way.

It was still raining in Gotham at the time, and I took advantage of the heavy rain to avoid work at City Hall and go to the cemetery to pay my respects to my parents.

As a result, he was targeted by a group of gangsters from other places.

My car and clothes are too luxurious. It's my fault. As mayor, I should be more low-key.

As for that time, well, I only brought two bodyguards.

There was no choice but to fight against the local gangsters with my bodyguards.

I barely held on for four or five minutes, and after all my bodyguards were dead, support from our Ghost Party arrived.

After cleaning up the battlefield with my gang buddies, I discovered that the stray bullets shot by these bastards had actually... shot my father's tombstone into pieces!
I was so angry that I used an umbrella to stab all 20 or so surviving out-of-town gangsters to death. I did it in front of the Gotham police who arrived late.

In the past, no one cared who I killed, and no one except Falcone dared to control me.

But now, there are still many Gotham police officers and citizens paying their respects around the cemetery.

If one of them filmed the video of me killing prisoners and made it public, I would be in trouble. Just because the legislators from other states don't dare to attack you, boss, doesn't mean they won't try to trip me up.

Luckily, Edward Nygma suddenly had a signal blocking device with him, and he activated it just as I started killing people.

After blocking the signal in the nearby area, I quickly took my men and the police to deal with all the guys who were filming videos nearby.

It was from this time that I was sure that Nygma was not a good person.

After all, who would carry a signal blocking device with them? "(End of this chapter)

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