The daily life of Baiyin Dachao

It's a fantasy night for Selena.

But for the citizens of Gotham City, it was a bloody night.

Chaos has caused irreparable damage to ordinary citizens.

Where there is chaos, there is naturally repression.

Crackdown costs clown impersonators lives.

The Penguin, silently fueling the fire, fishes in troubled waters, and behind him is the shadow of the Court of Owls.

The light and shadow cast by the Bat-signal are reflected in the sky above Gotham City.

Without the lingering dark clouds, it seems the Bat-Signal would cease to exist.

Batman was born in response to darkness, and he is also breeding more darkness.

Luo Chen returned to the apartment and came to the window.

There was a riot on the street corner, clown impersonators and police were exchanging gunfire, and the sound of gunshots echoed over the intersection.

Luo Chen closed the window, drew the curtains, and went back to bed to sleep.

The chaos won't last forever.

After the bloodshed, Gotham City bid farewell to the difficult night and welcomed the morning.

Cleaners drove water trucks and used water cannons to wash away the blood on the roads and streets.

They also use black bags to collect the corpses, throw them into garbage trucks, and transport them to the incinerator to be burned collectively.

There are no spare cemeteries in Gotham City to bury these rioters.

"fresh air."

Luo Chen opened the curtains, pushed open the window, and took a breath.

His super sense of smell automatically blocked out the smell of blood, burning smell, and stench that filled the neighborhood.

There were obviously fewer pedestrians on the road.

The chaos had just subsided, and some people were afraid to go out.

Except for the poor office workers, of course.

In order to make a living, they have to go to work no matter what happens.

After Luo Chen washed up, he took a carton of milk from the refrigerator and walked to the corner bakery to pick out some free bread.

"You are... Gotham's Superman - Luo Chen!"

The bakery clerk said excitedly.

"Ok?"

Luo Chen, who was choosing bread, turned to look at the clerk.

"Look at this!"

The clerk looked excited, knocked on the counter, and quickly handed over a newspaper.

"Gotham Morning News?"

Luo Chen shook open the newspaper and quickly scanned the dense text.

The headline of "Gotham Morning News" is the news about Luo Chen.

【amazing!Solve a major bank robbery and Gotham City's Superman debuts! ! 】

The clerk took out five or six newspapers in succession and introduced: "Gotham Gazette, Wayne Times Daily, Gotham Broadcasting, etc., these newspapers are full of news about you!"

He almost jumped with joy.

"Brother, you are famous! Everyone in Gotham knows you. You are as famous as Batman!!"

"No, no one knows Batman's identity, but you are different."

The clerk took out the "Gotham Gazette" and pointed to the headline on the front page, the photo that took up half of the page: "Everyone knows what you look like and knows that you are Luo Chen."

"God—"

He held his head in his hands excitedly and stamped his feet: "Gotham Superman likes to eat the bread I made, I'm so honored!"

Luo Chen: "..."

He looked at other newspapers, most of which contained news about yesterday's Gotham Bank robbery in the Diamond District.

But the reviews are mixed.

Some praise and flatter, some threaten, and some accuse.

[With the extraordinary power that crushes Batman, can Superman Luo Chen become the light of Gotham? 】

[Gotham Superman is born, the criminal nemesis is coming, and the bad guys will be trembling with fear! 】

[With superhuman strength, but without superhuman kindness, Luo Chen would become Gotham's biggest hidden danger! 】

[Justice should not be above the law, Luo Chen is just a murderer! 】

After reading the newspaper, Luo Chen looked calm.

Actually.

Today's situation was something he had expected.

Whether it is praise, flattery, threats or accusations, there is capital behind it to control the media and promote the direction of public opinion.

Without exception, they all have their own purposes.

Because capital will not spend meaningless money.

Luo Chen saw through the wishful thinking of these Gotham capitalists at a glance.

He cannot become anyone's pawn and be used by anyone.

"boring."

Luo Chen commented briefly and continued to choose his bread.

"The red bean bread I just made today is very good." The clerk enthusiastically recommended it.

"Then let's get two red beans." Luo Chen was too lazy to dwell on it.

At this time.

The news broadcast on TV attracted the attention of Luo Chen and the store clerk.

A reporter from Gotham TV was outside a high-end private hospital, holding a microphone and reporting: "According to reliable news from Wayne Private Hospital, the mayor suffered a terrorist attack last night and was sent here for rescue. In the end, the treatment was ineffective and he died at five in the morning. Point death.”

"The implementation of the new bill will also be put on hold due to the death of the mayor."

"boom"

One stone caused a thousand waves!

This is absolutely breaking news.

The clerk just took out a red bean bread and was stunned. The red bean bread in his hand also fell to the ground.

"The city...the mayor is dead!?"

Luo Chen picked up the red bean bread and nodded: "It seems so."

"Oh my god, the mayor is dead!"

The clerk didn't know whether he was happy or sad, he hugged Luo Chen's shoulders with both hands: "He is dead!"

Luo Chen took two clean red bean breads, walked to the checkout counter, and motioned to the clerk to pack them into brown paper bags.

As for the death of the mayor of Gotham, Luo Chen didn't stir up the slightest disturbance in his heart.

The clerk packed the bags for Luo Chen and said, "Luo Chen, you are very popular now. Why don't you try to run for the next mayor?"

"Running for mayor of Gotham City?"

Luo Chen was a little interested, but also troubled.

Because he is the hands-off shopkeeper type, he is particularly afraid of trouble.

Luo Chen has never been a mayor, but as you can imagine, being a mayor involves a lot of things.

Of course, with his super brain, he is definitely capable.

"talk later."

Luo Chen left holding the brown paper bag.

After breakfast, he still has to find a decoration company to start building and decorating his villa.

Walking along the street, an extended version of the Rolls-Royce Phantom suddenly stopped next to Luo Chen.

The car door opened, and several bodyguards wearing black suits and armed with live ammunition filed out.

They stopped Luo Chen and made a gesture of invitation.

"Our boss wants to see you!"

"Oh? I hope he doesn't regret meeting me."

Luo Chen bent down and got into the car.

The rear compartment is very spacious, with luxurious seats facing each other. There is a refrigerator, crystal wine glasses, and an open bottle of champagne.

When Luo Chen entered, the TV on the back of the seat turned on with a "beep", and a short and fat man wearing a top hat, a tuxedo, and a pair of gentleman's glasses from the 80s appeared on the screen.

Dressed like this, he looked exactly like an emperor penguin.

"Penguin."

A faint sneer appeared at the corner of Luo Chen's mouth.

He didn't expect Penguin to come to him.

The Penguin took off his hat, saluted as a gentleman, and said in a drake voice: "Hello, dear Mr. Luo Chen."

Luo Chen asked indifferently: "Let's get straight to the point. What do you want from me?"