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Fifteen minutes later, the Penguin arrived in the old town. He was going to go through the sewers to find those damned guys and have a proper negotiation.

Chapter 74 The Poison Gas About to Spread Through Gotham

“Oswald Copport? I didn’t expect you to come to me of your own accord.”

As soon as the penguin entered the large area of ​​the sewers, he heard an annoying sound.

He immediately raised the mechanical umbrella and pointed it at the direction from which the sound came.

A court member, dressed in an oversized bespoke suit and wearing a white owl mask, emerged from the shadows in the corner.

He was followed by ten fully armed Claw Killers.

They stared coldly at the penguin, and whenever the leading court member spoke, they would immediately rush forward and tear the penguin to pieces.

"I'm here to negotiate. Tell the court to have a meeting, or I'll destroy Gotham!"

The penguin gripped the umbrella tightly.

His tone was dangerous, and the safety on his specially made umbrella was off, ready to fire at any moment.

"Hahahaha, are you kidding me, Copport? Have we driven you crazy? Hahahaha."

The courtroom members were laughing so hard they were shaking. This guy was crazy; he actually dared to come to the Owl Court to cause trouble.

"Heh, you idiots think you can drive me crazy?"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang bang bang bang...

The penguin opened fire immediately; its tiny umbrella contained the ammunition capacity of a machine gun.

The claws quickly stepped in front of the court members, using their bodies to block the bullets. The bullets entered their bodies but did not penetrate, instead lodging inside.

"Haha, what's the use of a bullet that can't even penetrate flesh? A futile struggle! Kill him!"

The court members triumphantly gave Claw the order: from this day forward, under his command, the Cobblepot family, one of Gotham's four richest families, will disappear!

Just as the Claw Killers were about to charge forward, they suddenly collapsed to the ground one by one, their limbs convulsing wildly, and then...

"Boom!"

The Claw Killer exploded, splattering fragments of internal organs and flesh all over the faces of the courtroom members.

"What! You, you, you, how did you do that?!"

The courtroom members were terrified. His confidence came from those claws; without them, he was just an obese patient who couldn't even kill a chicken.

"Do you know why I'm not killing you?" The penguin's umbrella was placed on the head of the owl member. "Lead the way and call them all out. I'll spare you."

In Gotham, everyone knows that if someone says "I'll let you go" or "I'll spare you," you're basically dead.

"Don't kill me! If you let me go, I'll give you all seven banks I own in Gotham's East Side!"

Penguin curled his lip in disdain. Did they really think he was a newbie? Robbing money from these old fogies was harder than robbing a bank. They talked a good game, but they could send someone to take you out the next minute.

"I don't care. All I want now is to negotiate, understand?"

"Yes, yes, yes, don't shoot! I'll take you to the conference room!"

The two wandered through the sewers and finally entered a spacious cavern, which was the Owl Court's meeting room, converted from its original space.

"You have quite a few meeting rooms, unlike the ones I had last time. But it doesn't matter. You, go and contact them for me!"

The umbrella clicked, the sound of a gun being cocked.

"Okay, okay, don't shoot!"

The court members quickly walked to the central table and fiddled with something on the surface covered with metal buttons.

Time ticked by, and this guy still hadn't finished? The penguin fired impatiently.

boom!

"Ah!!! You!"

The courtroom members clutched their thighs, their eyes filled with terror. This time, they were truly frightened; this penguin man really dared to make a move!

He was terrified when he recalled the claw-wielding killer who had been shot and exploded.

The penguin impatiently urged:

"Hurry up, or I'll blow your head off with the next shot!"

"Okay! Don't shoot, I'll do it!"

The speed was noticeably faster this time; the court members pressed several large buttons.

Beep beep beep, click.

A special screen popped up on the side of the conference table.

Members of the Owl Court used a projector to start their online meeting.

"Copperware? You actually dare to come here!"

The member who had worked with the Penguin was furious because the Penguin's sudden disappearance had cost him a large sum of money. He glared at the Penguin with uncontrollable rage. He wished he could be in this underground conference room right now and personally kill the Penguin.

The penguin ignored him, looked around, and saw that five of the more than twenty screens were still not lit.

"Five more are needed, but it doesn't matter. I'm here to negotiate with you and restore my rightful place in Gotham. Otherwise, I'll destroy Gotham."

"You? Hahahaha, that's the funniest joke I've heard all day!"

"Hahaha, it seems our people have driven you crazy, otherwise you wouldn't have come here to put on such a ridiculous clown show for us..."

The video features people wearing masks, one of whom, judging from his voice, seems older and speaks in a somewhat serious tone:

"Impossible! You abandoned your own identity, yet you still dare to shamelessly ask for it! Don't even think about it..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

They mocked and ridiculed, looking down on the Penguin, who was a nobody they could easily support.

The penguin gripped the umbrella tightly and then loosened his grip. Finally, he seemed to have figured it out. He knew that communicating with these people required a more forceful approach.

He took his phone out of his suit pocket, pressed a button, and it started ringing.

The ringing of the cell phone made the owl members who were mocking the penguin stop, wanting to see what tricks the penguin would play.

"Hey? Penguin! Can we start?"

“We can begin now. Let Gotham be filled with fear!” The Penguin smiled, but the smile looked unusually sinister against his hooked nose.

"Hahaha... Good! I'll let the citizens of Gotham know that I am the true King of Fear! Not some giant bat! He doesn't deserve it! Hahahaha..."

The phone call ended, and the conference room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Seeing that they were still hesitating, the penguin kindly reminded them:

"Everyone, I think... you have about five minutes to escape."

Then, hehe, prepare to enjoy the fear! A new kind of fear gas, you should like it.

"Cotterpad, you can't do this! Gotham will be in chaos! And you won't get away with it!"

"Fuck you, Cobblestone! That damn lame penguin!!!"

"You won't benefit from anything if Gotham is in trouble... Stop it!!!"

The Penguin seemed not to hear him. He walked to the nearest chair, sat down, and then began to speak as if to himself:

"After I became the mob boss of Gotham, Batman taught me something that disgusted me."

That is: the more you want to be the boss, the more you need to follow the rules.

Otherwise, the chaos caused by the disregard for rules will disrupt the existing balance. Chaos brings no benefit; only order born from chaos can.

Whenever Gotham is in chaos, I help Batman gather information because only when Batman resolves the situation can I make money faster.

You're the same. This time, I just want to show you what happens when you mess with the Penguins. I've been following the rules all along, but your greed has forced me to go against you.

This is just the beginning. Since you disagree, I will continue to oppose you until you admit defeat!

One by one, the screens of the video conference were turned off. Few people heard Penguin's last words, and those who did only gave a disdainful snort.

The penguin turned to look at the guide: "Isn't it interesting?"

They've been high and mighty for too long, and they can't see how capable those below them are. They always think I'm easy to bully, but they don't know how powerful my connections are.

The owl member just gave an awkward laugh, and then the penguin carrying the umbrella shot him in the head.

........................

Three enormous airships floated over Gotham’s East Side and Diamond District.

Airships usually fly in the sky, but these three are twice the size of the usual ones.

One by one, gas canisters filled with terrifying poison gas were dropped down by the airship.

After the gas canister exploded upon landing, the dark green gas quickly spread over a very wide area.

The eerie color immediately caused panic. Having just been attacked by the Joker, the citizens of Gotham could not forget this strange green gas and were determined not to inhale it.

The streets were filled with people running around frantically, driven by the poison gas...

"Now that these two areas are deployed, we're moving on to the others! Today I'm going to plunge all of Gotham into fear! Hahahaha..."

.........

Batman and the GCPD received the message almost simultaneously, and the rescue operation began immediately!

Harvey Block directed his colleagues: "Quickly, quickly! Gas masks, oxygen cylinders, flamethrowers, and disposable masks! Let's go, let's rescue people!"

...inside the bat cave.

Batman just got back and ran into this mess. He's completely overwhelmed. Those lunatics just keep coming one after another, won't they?

He strode onto his Batplane and charged toward the airships.

Alfred looked at Garfield: "Mr. Garfield, it's your turn to help. I think this shouldn't be too difficult for you, right?"

Garfield had just finished eating and was in a very good mood. He transformed into a long-winged gull and used the air in his body as fuel for evolution, performing an on-the-spot evolution.

Enveloped in intense white light, its slender beak transformed into an enormous mouth, and its body grew several times larger. The evolved Pelipper made its appearance.

"I'll go help. Don't worry, housekeeper, it's nothing to me!"