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Chapter 62 A decision against the ancestors
Oswald Cobbot, the Penguin, sat in the office at the top of his hometown, the Iceberg Restaurant, and took a deep breath of a Cuban cigar. He was shaking red wine from France with his left hand, and he was wearing a suit specially made in Italy. , the glasses were flown in from Belgium.

"Good days are coming!"

Penguin looked out of the window, watching Gotham at nine o'clock in the night, and his heart was full of happiness.

Because he smelled the smell of chaos again, because of the shadow that had hung over Gotham for more than ten years——Batman was finally fucking dead!
Penguin silently shed tears in his heart, and then took a puff of the top-quality cigar, let the smoke pass through his lungs, and under the stimulation of nicotine, squinted his eyes and spit out a smoke ring.

Years ago, the Penguin created his own criminal empire the way the ancestors of the Copperpot family crossed the Atlantic and built Gotham with their own hands and blood.

Then Batman appeared, this guy who seemed to never fall down, kept fighting criminals, and sent them one by one to the Black Gate Prison and Arkham Asylum.

Penguin is also one of them. Under the threat of Batman, the Iceberg Restaurant, which was once the center of Gotham, became smaller and smaller, and even gave up the casino business that started.

"However, everything will be fine." Penguin thought to himself.

He was sure that something had happened to Batman, even if he didn't die, he would have disappeared, otherwise the men he sent to rob the streets would have been thrown into prison by the Dark Knight.

The best time to plant trees was 20 years ago, and the next best time is now.

Every day that passed, Gotham was shrouded in the mantle of Batman, and all criminals had to be careful lest they were beaten half to death and thrown into Blackgate prison.

But the Penguin is always ready for the opportunity, and now is the last time. He has invested all the liquid funds in his name into the familiar business of smuggling, arms and drugs.

Times are changing, but Gotham remains the same.

Penguin believes that he will be able to make his Bingshan restaurant bigger and stronger, and create greater glories.

Thinking of this, he picked up the sober red wine, drank it down, and couldn't help humming the old songs.

Suddenly, the sound of high-heeled shoes falling on the floor came from outside the door. It was dense and loud, and it sounded very ear-piercing.

Penguin had a bad feeling in his heart. His beautiful female secretary was always very caring and never did anything out of the ordinary.

"We're in trouble, boss!"

A tall, wheat-colored Latin female secretary in business attire, Maiev was panting, her throat was wriggling constantly, and saliva was secreted from her mouth to relieve the dryness of her mouth.

"Calm down, baby!"

The Penguin waved the red wine in his hand, smiled and said, "You are the best lawyer I have, and I cannot bear the price of losing you."

"The Wayne Group held a press conference this morning announcing that they are suspending funding for all Gotham public transportation!"

Maiev gently placed the manuscript in her hand on the table, and turned on the TV.

"These bastards of the Wayne family are crazy?"

When the Penguin heard the news, he couldn't keep calm any longer, and immediately opened the file.

After reading carefully, he threw away the red wine and cigars, pulled off his suit and tie, sweat oozed from his sparsely haired forehead, and felt that his body was hotter on an October night than in summer.

On TV, Dick Grayson in a suit and leather shoes, under the shining of countless spotlights, talked with eloquence:

"Ten years ago, Gotham Municipal Bankruptcy, my adoptive father Bruce Wayne bought the government's bankrupt public affairs at a premium above the market, and re-funded, hoping to bring Gotham - our city - back to life.

But ten years later, the situation in Gotham is getting worse, crime is rampant, and corruption is growing.The foundation's assets of nearly one billion US dollars were almost embezzled by government officials and various contractors, but Gotham City did not improve, but became the main artery for the gang to develop their own business.

After much deliberation, I announce that the Wayne Group will stop funding public projects such as Gotham's port, roads, subways, light rail, and rail airports.Before the city government pays back the money owed and makes a real move to crack down on the gang.All projects will be down indefinitely. "

"Damn little bastard, bastard, bastard. It's just a wild dog who hitched up the Wayne family, how dare they do this!"

Penguin grabbed hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of red wine on the table and threw it, smashing it against the mahogany wall.

The wine bottle exploded, and the red wine and glass shards scattered everywhere, just like his current mood.

"Boss, calm down, we should find a way to solve the problem now."

Maiev looked at the calm look of his boss, knew that he was really angry, but still bit the bullet and tried to persuade him.

"Solve the problem? How?"

The Penguin suddenly exploded, and punched the table in front of him, smashing a hole in the solid hardwood.

"Without ports, roads and railways, how can our goods be transported in? Do we rely on people? With that poor transport capacity, we can't even earn back the money invested."

"Not to mention, many of our suppliers are abroad."

The Penguin never expected that the Wayne Group would come up with such a trick, causing chaos.

Although he has always claimed that the Wayne family is the thief who stole the assets of the Copperpot family, deep down he knows very well that even if all the gangsters in Gotham are gathered together, there will never be the Wayne Group that has supported Gotham for ten years. municipal finances.

In fact, the Gotham gang couldn't even join forces, let alone plan otherwise.

And opening up small ports and small roads for smuggling people like in the past is definitely profitable for ordinary criminals.

For a big businessman like Penguin, this kind of capacity is not enough to fit between the teeth, it is just a waste of time.

"A way? A way!"

The Penguin could no longer maintain his elegance, his deformed face was completely distorted.

"Damn boy, if you want to play with me, then I will play with you to the end."

"Maiev, contact the killer, I want those members of the Wayne family to die, and they will die in public."

Secretary Mai Wei still maintained her rationality. She was a lawyer and suggested: "Boss, we should try to negotiate and listen to the other party's conditions. Maybe we can achieve our goals without using force."

She never disobeyed Penguin's orders, but the Wayne Group was a global financial entity, and Penguin's three melons and two dates were nothing in front of others.

"This is Gotham, and the way we resolve disputes is violence!"

The penguin turned his head to look at his secretary, with a vicious gleam in his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses: "Follow my orders, otherwise I should change my secretary."

The secretary thought of his predecessors who had been sunk into Gotham's port, and quickly shut up and followed Penguin's orders.

And this kind of scene is spread across the office of every Gotham gang boss, Romans, double-faced people...

They all wanted to kill Dick, Alfred and Lucius, but they got the same news again.

Those villains who are a little bit capable have been hired in advance, and now most of them have already organized a group and boarded the plane to Hawaii for vacation.

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