I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 321 The Washington Trip

In the Galavan incident, Coppert was not the mastermind, but the victim of coercion, so he only spent four years in Blackgate Prison.

When he was released from prison, Harley had already been washed and landed, and the framework of the Quinn family was still there, but the Heibang family became the 'Quinn consortium'.

The land and authority vacated by Gotham Heydao were inherited by Cobblepot.

Basically, he is equivalent to the sum of three quarters of Maroni and one half of Falcone back then.

The other quarter of Maroni was divided among small gangs.

The other half of Falcone is a legitimate business and is still in the hands of the Quinn chaebol.

In any case, he became Gotham's well-deserved No.1 Hey Road.

But he is only the successor, and Harley is the founding ancestor.

After sweeping the owl court that year, she took control of Hedao, politics, and business.

Not to mention opponents, I didn't even encounter a stumbling block.

She established the 'Quin Empire'.

Then, she started optimizing her assets the same way she optimized a Gotham property.

She is the emperor, and has divided many kings and dukes.

Cobbot gets a kingdom, Gotham's subterranean kingdom.

Now, in the face of Bertman's challenge, his king was about to fail, so he came to the "Emperor" to complain.

The meaning of "Emperor Halle" is also very simple: Baiteman, like you, maintains my rule in different ways, and I don't care about your struggles.

Penguin Humanity: I am afraid that Baiteman is no different from the previous black man and baton. He is just a little meteor in the sky of Gotham, unable to establish his own "kingdom".If he dies, I'll have to clean up the mess.But if he kills me before he dies, what will you do then?

"Bateman looks the same as Black Man and the baton, but they are actually very different. Batterman has the Batmobile, and the baton is really just a baton.

In the few months since his debut, Betterman has changed more than a dozen sets of battle armor, one set is better than the other, and Hei Xia's set of clothes has a hole in his crotch (a hole was punched out by a sniper rifle).

Mr. Shadow runs on his feet, and Batman recently even made a supersonic Bat-fighter.

Batterman is a superhero, everyone else is just a drag hero.

I have a lot of confidence in Batman, and think he can establish 'Bateman's Dark Kingdom' in Gotham. "Harry said with a smile.

"You know Batterman?" Penguin asked.

"Do you think I know you?" Harry asked back.

Penguin nodded, "You must know him, even I have guessed."

"Oh, tell me." Harry said with interest.

"Bat Armor, Batmobile, Batmobile, Batplane."

The Penguin counted on his fingers, "Especially fighter planes, which can lift vertically, hover in mid-air, and have advanced intelligent operating systems and automatic driving systems.

I asked experts, these technologies have and only one company can provide.

Even if you don't talk about technology, how many billions of dollars will it cost to build these equipment?

Who can afford it? "

Speaking of this, the Penguin said meaningfully: "Harry, Gotham has never lacked smart people, I can guess it, and many people can guess it soon.

Knowing what a person loves makes it easy to deal with him.

Knowing what a person's weakness is makes it easier to deal with it.

Like when Galavan caught my mom and made me bark like a dog.

So, I really don't think he can last long unless you help. "

Harry pondered for a moment, and said: "I will not help Baiteman, nor will I suppress him, everything will come naturally."

Coppert frowned and said, "In the past two months, at least five South American gangs and eight Eastern European gangs have entered Gotham.

Because of the places that Baiteman has passed, vacuums of power and interests have been left behind.

If this continues, Gotham will become more and more chaotic.

The superficial order of 'the highest crime rate in the country' cannot be maintained in the first place. "

"Then stop it. Cobbot, a new era is coming—the age of the superhero.

The new era means that the old order is broken and a new balance is established.

Just like the era of Falcone and Maroni ended, a new era for you and me began.

This is the torrent of history, no one can stop it, it is better to follow the trend. "Harry said.

"Well, I see." Copperpot thought thoughtfully.

Harry smiled and asked, "Is your mother okay?"

Penguin nodded and sighed: "Thanks to Father Carlisle's care over the years, he is in good health. Standing on the stage, he can sing for two hours."

The two chatted for a while about homework before ending the conversation.

"Bruce, Baiteman's identity has almost been exposed."

After sending Cobbot away, Harry called Bruce.

"Who?" It wasn't Batterman's deep and hoarse voice, but Bruce's warm and magnetic.

Harley recounted Cobbot's analysis, and said, "You are too flamboyant, that bat fighter is more advanced than the F-35.

The F-35 alone costs more than [-] million.

Your fighter is the first one, and the cost is more than ten times higher.

Anyone who has estimated the value of Batterman's equipment will shout "I buy it, how rich he must be", and then subconsciously think of the richest man in Gotham, the richest man in the United States, and the richest man in the world-Bruce Wayne. "

"Even the current godfather of Gotham, Cobblepot, has reported to you. You really are still secretly ruling Gotham." Bruce said seriously.

Harry flipped silver to the ceiling, "You always grasp the key points so easily! That's right, I am ruling Gotham, and I am Batman's worst enemy."

Bruce was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "I'm not stupid, what Cobbot can think of, can I not know?"

"Oh, then I hang up."

"Hey, hey?" Bruce looked at the phone, and it really hung up.

His expression was gloomy, and his heart was even more depressed.

He was still waiting for her to ask about his plans!
Two days later in the afternoon, at the gate of the Pentagon.

The sun shone on me at the end of October, and it was warm.

Harley and Ivy both had long hair and shawls, and were wearing brown and green trench coats respectively, talking and laughing as they got out of the car.

"Mr. Wayne, look this way!"

"Bruce Wayne, may I ask why you are near the Pentagon?"

"Miss Lucy, as a Swiss national treasure diver, how did you get together with Bruce Wayne?"

A loud noise came from around the corner, followed by Bruce Wayne in a suit and leather shoes with a bright smile.

He was holding a slim woman in a long cashmere coat with his right hand. There were twenty or thirty reporters around him. The flashes flashed continuously, and the recording pen was almost poked into his nostrils.

"Oh, Selena was green." Ivy exclaimed.

Then, she became angry again, clenched her fists, gritted her teeth and said, "This bastard played with the kitten's feelings and tricked me into taking away two devil fruits. I want to use him as flower fertilizer!"

"Crack!" Harley was not as excited as Ivy, so she just took out her phone and took a photo and sent it to Selena.

"Ding dong!"

Selena replied in seconds: "I helped him choose this woman."

Ivy leaned over and took a look, and said in disbelief: "The kitten is so bold?"

Harry's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "Today, 'Bateman' will probably make a big news in Gotham."

Ivy froze for a moment, and said in surprise: "Bruce is clearing himself of suspicion?"

Harry nodded slightly, "I'm afraid this is not enough, the next step."

She frowned and thought for a long time, "Could it be that Bruce wants to openly be friends with Batterman and give him equipment? But the side effects are not small."

With doubts, she and Ivy entered the Pentagon.

In the small conference room on the second floor, they met many scientists from well-known laboratories and CEOs of information technology companies, including Lex Luthor.

"It's just the two of you without the head of the technical department?" Luther looked around, locked on Bruce who was whispering to Lucius not far away, and asked doubtfully, "Could it be that the two of you are going to jointly take over this project?"

Halle shook her head, "This time I'm just going through the motions to see how strong your company's AI is, and I don't plan to win the project.

I value the confidentiality of my data more than the profits of hundreds of millions of dollars. "

"Childish!" Luthor said unceremoniously, "Do you think that if you don't participate in government projects, the Pentagon won't ask you to disclose the database information? You think too kindly of them."

"It's you who think too kindly of me."

Halle glanced at him and said, equally unceremoniously, "The Pentagon and national security are nothing compared to my own interests.

If you want me to honestly open up the source code of the database and artificial intelligence, go ahead and dream. "

"You think too simply." Luther lowered his voice, "The purpose of the Pentagon this time is to build the military's own artificial intelligence.

Select the strongest technology from several of our companies to create the strongest AI.

Then, relying on the strongest AI, our database has become a back garden for them to come and go at will. "

"Then they have to choose the technology, which is indeed the strongest." Harry said with a light smile.

Luther stared into her eyes for a long time, "You are very confident, where is your confidence? Recently, there have been a lot of unfavorable news about Paradise Hill Technology Company, and the company's stock has plummeted. You don't seem to have any countermeasures,"

"Papapa" came the muffled sound of gently tapping the microphone on the podium.

It's General Lane.

After everyone stopped whispering, he said seriously: "If you can stand here, you must all know the purpose of this gathering.

We want to know what kind of technology you can provide, who is the developer of the technology, and what results have been achieved by these technologies.
Please convince us with facts. "

The first person on the stage was Dr. Swan of the Center City Advanced Technology Laboratory.

It was a tall, thin middle-aged man, smiling, and looked like a good old man.

"I am the director of the laboratory, but we mainly study special particles born under high-speed collisions, and we don't have a deep understanding of artificial intelligence."

After listening to him rambling for four to five minutes, Halle couldn't help muttering, "This guy is more perfunctory than me, but the fact that the Star Lab was selected by the Pentagon must have something special."

Luther's eyes flickered slightly, "Could it be that like you, he also hides good things and is confident in defending against military data theft?"

"Is there something good that you're eyeing?" Harry asked with a wooden face.

Luther smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just following your previous train of thought."

The second to appear is Moira Quinn from Star City.

She was very formal, and brought several directors of the information laboratory, not only using PPT to introduce the capabilities and characteristics of their information protection walls, but also demonstrating the antivirus capabilities and simple intelligence on the spot.

Well, Queen from Star City and Quinn from Gotham are not related.

"Recently, the Green Arrow in Star City is very popular. The popularity of superheroes has already broken into the top [-]." Harry laughed.

"Green Arrow?" Luther frowned and shook his head slightly, "I don't pay much attention to ordinary people in tights."

"Who do you follow? There are far more heroes with superpowers than ordinary people, such as Animal Man, Wonder Woman, Aquaman, War Eagle and White Dove, and Black Thunderbolt," Harry said.

There was a faint sarcasm on Luther's face, "The ordinary people who suddenly get extraordinary power are no different from the upstarts who suddenly get rich.

Only instinctively vent the newly acquired power, and obtain spiritual opioid-like vanity and satisfaction from it.

Only Tearman, he has his own ideas, and he is practicing his own ideas. Even if the ideas are equally hypocritical, he is the only one who is qualified to attract my attention! "

"Miss Quinn, it's your turn." General Lane shouted.

(End of this chapter)