Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 369 Watch My Move
At the entrance of the Central City Police Department, Snart remained calm and composed. He was not worried about being recognized at all, or rather, he didn't care at all.

“If I were you, I wouldn’t ask such a pointless question.” He asked with interest, “When have you ever seen me take a risk without any preparation? If the police really find out, I’m definitely not the one who’ll be in trouble.”

"That's enough, stop bothering the police." Ma Zhaodi rolled his eyes. "How many packs of spicy strips?"

“One pack—I saw a video online that you seem to have gotten into some trouble, so I came here specifically to see if you have a hole in your forehead.”

"You call a military general 'a little trouble'?"

“Why bother acting? Isn’t that what we all think?” Snart laughed. “We’ve been dealing with each other for so long, and the reason I was willing to make a deal with you a few days ago was because you were qualified. Even now, I still haven’t figured out your true nature, but I know you’re definitely not an ordinary person.”

“I don’t really understand you riddle makers.” Ma Zhaodi shook his head: “I’m a law-abiding citizen, honestly setting up a stall to make money. I’m not an ordinary person, so who is?”

“Say what you will.” Snart shrugged. “If you want to make another deal, I’m always welcome—trust me, what takes a little effort for a ‘good citizen’ like you, I can do with just one pull of the freeze gun.”

"Don't try that on me." Ma Zhaodi replied immediately, "I can't back out of the deal that we agreed not to kill anyone."

"You, Captain Han, wouldn't take money and then not do the job, would you?"

Snart sighed.

Cisco gave him this nickname, and somehow it was officially adopted by the authorities. Then other criminals, big and small, in the underworld also started to use this nickname. Although he didn't have any objections, after becoming famous, he started to feel the pressure of maintaining a public image.

For him, lying and deception are normal for criminals, but taking money and not doing the job is very low-class. He is now considered one of the top criminals in the city center, so it's really hard for him to refute Ma Zhaodi's words.

"Now I'm actually hoping that idiot will cause you some trouble." He shook his head, took the spicy snack, and left.

Watching Snart leave, seemingly unnoticed in the police station, Ma Zhaodi breathed a sigh of relief; at least there wouldn't be any more chaos today.

"Old Ma! Old Ma!"

At that moment, a deafening cry made Ma Zhaodi's head buzz.

"Wait, why the hell is Ryuko here too?"

Ma Zhaodi was certainly familiar with the voice. Apart from the Liu Zimen, no one else in the central city would speak such fluent Mandarin. It was obvious that this was the person who had come to pick up the goods from him today.

"Stop howling, stop howling." He felt a bit of a headache, and the silly cat thoughtfully reached out its round paw to rub his head. The touch was soft and fleshy, just like a cat's paw pad.

Of course, it would be even better if that round hand didn't have the chili oil from the spicy snack.

"Boss, let me rub your cat's genitals."

Go wash your hands!

"My boss is being mean to me again, meow."

The cat jumped off his head with a disappointed look, ran back to the three-wheeled vehicle, and grabbed a spicy strip from the food cart and stuffed it into its mouth.

It's hard to say whether its disappointment is real or not, but its appetite is definitely real.

While wiping the chili oil off his head with a tissue, Ma Zhaodi said to the few guys who ran over, "The spicy strips are in the car. Just pack them up and take them with you."

"Ugh, what time is it and you're still talking about spicy strips!"

The boys rushed over, their faces filled with panic, to check on Ma Zhaodi: "Holy crap, we were terrified when we saw that video online! That old bastard didn't shoot you, did he? Why didn't you reply to the group messages? We really thought he shot you dead!"

"How about we run away? My cousin knows a route on the US-Mexico border. It might be a bit frustrating to run now, but it'll be safe."

Some people were complaining about one of the commenters: "We all said the headline was 'intended' to kill, but when you were sending the message, you insisted that Old Ma was about to send it. You talked about it all morning, and Old Ma almost died from your hype."

"ftndp." Ma Zhaodi rolled his eyes. "I'm still alive, aren't I?"

"It's good that you're alive, it's good that you're alive." Seeing a few Liu Zi breathe a sigh of relief, Ma Zhaodi picked up his phone and opened the group chat. Suddenly, thousands of messages flooded in, all from the Liu Zi who had caused such a commotion today.

"I was so busy today that I forgot to check the group chat."

Ma Zhaodi was having a bit of a headache. The messages from the "leftovers" were still flooding the chat, with all sorts of exaggerated claims in the group chat. It had already escalated from confirming whether they were alive or dead to talking about storming the execution ground, hiring assassins, and even holding protests.

"How come you guys have such vivid imaginations at a time like this?"

He immediately sent several messages to the group, indicating that he was alright, and took a selfie with several other people, with the Central City Police Station deliberately shown in the background.

"Brothers, Old Ma is alive!"

"Holy crap! Old Ma is alive!"

"I already told you, I'm not fucking dead!"

"Old Ma is alive! My breakfast is saved!"

"Old Ma is alive! And now there is justice!"

Faced with the sudden flood of hundreds of comments on his phone, Ma Zhaodi sighed, put down his phone, and helped the other guys load all the spicy snacks from the car.

“Go back and tell the people in the group that this time is different from the last one. The one who went crazy is a general. He's not a gangster; he's powerful and influential. Everyone should stop thinking about causing trouble. Everyone knows the status of Asian Americans. Don't throw eggs at a rock. If you end up getting wiped out, you're finished, understand?”

"Damn, how did you manage to mess with someone of that caliber?"

"I don't like that old geezer."

“nb”.

"Then what are you going to do? Are you really going to die?"

"It's alright. The Central City Police Department has withstood the pressure for now and is willing to take me in for refuge. There shouldn't be any major problems."

"If I test it, then it means it's inside, right?"

"What are you saying? Can't you speak more politely? That was just a stopgap measure."

"How long will you need to make do?"

"It's hard to say. It depends on what Admiral Erlin does next. Anyway, remember, I will be fine no matter what. Everyone, don't do anything rash, or you'll disrupt my rhythm."

"Why wouldn't I believe it?"

"Stop with the crickets, just watch me do it."

"Alright, don't worry. If you stay in there for a long time, we'll use our connections in the prison to make sure you get better treatment and can even get food."

The first sentence was quite touching, but the second sentence revealed the true intentions.

"gun".

"okay."

After seeing the group off, Ma Zhaodi reiterated his words in the group chat to prevent these idiots from actually gathering together and sending them to their deaths.

"To punish Erlin, Erlin himself is the only one who can do it."

(End of this chapter)