American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 29 Madam, you didn't want this either...

In the dense forest.

Gino stood in front of Talia, lost in thought.

He always felt that the name Talia was familiar, but there are countless superheroes in the DC Universe, so it's normal for some people not to remember them.

However, upon learning that Talia was Leixiaogu's daughter, memories of her death began to flood Gino's mind.

Most people may not be familiar with Talia, but her son is the famous Damian.

The fifth Robin in Batman's oeuvre, son of Bruce Wayne, and grandson of DC Comics.

Gino didn't care about any of that; he only felt that Talia's identity was very useful.

As a behemoth in the underworld, the Assassin Brotherhood ranks among the top on Earth in terms of both intelligence gathering capabilities and strength.

Gino recalled that in the comics he had read, Rashomon led the League of Assassins to attack Gotham City, Batman's home base, more than once.

This also proves the organization's strength from another perspective.

However, what Gino cared about most was the intelligence capabilities of the Assassin's Guild.

He could easily use the intelligence capabilities of this underground organization to find some super villains to violently harvest his points.

Therefore, controlling Talia would be equivalent to having the intelligence network of the Assassin's Guild, but only if she were obeyed.

Gino stared at Talia with some hesitation.

This woman is no ordinary person; she is ambitious and determined to overthrow her father to prove herself, making her a model of filial piety.

Backstabbing is one of Talia's specialties.

Therefore, if he wants this woman to work obediently for him, he must have something on her to better control her.

It's like a wild horse. Only by putting a muzzle on it... cough cough, putting a bit on it, holding its reins, and whipping it with a whip can you make the horse not dare to go right if it goes left. This is similar to the plight of a middle-aged man. The only problem is that if you don't restrain him, he will run rampant!

So, how can you win her over and extinguish the little thoughts in this woman's heart?

Gino's gaze swept over Talia's curvaceous figure.

His night clothes were tattered, revealing a beautiful view underneath.

Gino raised an eyebrow, a plan brewing in his mind.

"It's not impossible for me to live, but I have one condition."

Gino said calmly.

"What are the conditions?" Talia breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed her life was spared tonight.

"It's simple. To ensure your loyalty, I need some leverage."

Gino exhaled and, under Talia's terrified gaze, spoke slowly: "An assassin, you should have a camera, right?"

"camera?"

Talia clenched her fists, looking into Gino's deep eyes, and a sense of foreboding welled up inside her.

Gino's expression remained calm, but his tone left no room for argument: "Answer me."

Talia gritted her teeth and replied, "Yes, there is one in my car, which I intended to use to record mission completion."

"Great, take me there."

Midnight.

A figure leaned against a Jeep Wrangler.

"Shhh~"

Talia finished dressing, the cold wind blowing across her smooth ankles, her eyes fixed venomously on the tall figure not far away.

Gino fiddled with his camera, admiring his masterpiece with a smile on his lips.

Ignoring Talia's gaze, Gino waved the camera in his hand and chuckled at Talia, "You have a great figure."

"hehe."

Talia was so angry at Gino's shamelessness that she laughed out loud; she hadn't expected him to ask her to stay.

Although it was shameless, Talia had to admit that the trick really worked.

Those inappropriate thoughts she shouldn't have had were temporarily extinguished in her heart.

If, if her photos were truly circulated all over the world, she would rather die.

The more arrogant a person is, the more proud they are inside, not to mention Talia, who is eager to prove herself.

"so."

Gino slowly approached Talia, leaned down, and whispered in the woman's ear, "Miss Talia, if you work honestly and diligently for me, you wouldn't want your photos scattered all over the world, would you?"

"I'm sure many people would love to see photos of the daughter of the Assassin's Creed leader~"

Shameless? Shameless!

Is it useful? Yes, it is!

"call!"

Talia took a deep breath, suppressing her anger. She looked up at Gino and almost gritted her teeth as she replied, "I will serve you."

"And you're the most shameless man I've ever met."

She has no choice now; for the sake of the position of leader of the Assassin's Guild, Talia has no choice but to submit.

Otherwise, if the photos were exposed, she believed that old man Lei Xiaogu would not hesitate to kill her to clear her name.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Gino didn't care about Talia's opinion at all. This was a win-win situation, a complete victory.

Not only did they shut Talia up, they also planted a seed in the Assassin's Creed.

The method may be shameless, but as long as it achieves the goal, that's fine.

In the adult world, there is no right or wrong, only results.

"snort."

Talia turned her head away, not wanting to see Gino's annoying face.

"The cooperation has been reached."

Gino ignored Talia's attitude, straightened up, reached out and grabbed Talia's wrist, and pulled the woman up without saying a word.

"I hope we have a pleasant working relationship!"

Yeah, the kind of thing that will ruin your reputation if things don't go well.

When Gino returned to the castle, the sky was already beginning to lighten.

Talia drove away, and judging from her actions of almost flooring the gas pedal, the woman was in a very bad mood.

Gino gazed at the ancient castle in the distance.

In the slightly dim sky,

A sliver of sunlight pierced the darkness.

What a long night.

With these thoughts in mind, Gino strode toward the castle.

Outside the castle, Lex, dressed in pajamas, stood expressionless in front of the iron gate.

Gino slowly walked towards Lex, and he could see his older brother's shoulders relax the moment he saw him, as if he had breathed a sigh of relief.

He was very worried about himself.

This thought crossed Gino's mind, and a warmth filled his heart.

"Lex".

Gino resumed his normal demeanor, greeting Lex with a grin.

"Is the matter resolved?"

Lex glanced at the camera in Gino’s hand, thought for a moment, and then didn’t ask anything.

He believed his brother could handle these matters perfectly.

"It's solved. You've been waiting a long time, haven't you?" Gino smiled, put his arm around Lex's shoulder, and walked towards the castle with his older brother's arm around his shoulder.

Inside the castle, many servants are busy cleaning up the mess left from last night.

Whether it's the castle walls riddled with holes or the grass "disfigured," these all require servants to fill and repair them.

As the two walked, Gino could keenly perceive the changes in the attitudes of the servants around them.

Their previous respect has been replaced by a newfound fear of themselves.

It stems from the fear of that inhuman ability.

Lex glanced at his younger brother with some concern: "Gino, don't think too much about it. Go and rest. The butler has already prepared a new room for you on the second floor."

Gino shook his head: "I'm not sleepy, you go to sleep first."

The two walked into the living room. Gino released Lex and pointed to his eye bags: "You already have dark circles under your eyes. You'll never find a suitable lady to marry if you're this ugly."

Lex's face darkened; that brat was making fun of him again.

However, after waiting all night, I was indeed quite sleepy.

Lex fought off the urge to doze off and walked toward his room.

Just as Lex's figure was about to disappear around the corner on the second floor, Gino called out to him.

"Lex".

Lex turned his head, looking at Gino on the first floor with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong?"

The blond boy smiled brightly, his large, azure eyes fixed on Lex, and said earnestly, "Thank you."

Lex smiled calmly, shrugged, and said, "We're brothers, aren't we?"

Gino laughed too, a very happy laugh: "Yes, we're brothers."

(End of this chapter)