The daily life of Baiyin Dachao

"Haha, I didn't expect Mr. Luo Chen to be a straightforward person. I thought Oriental people were very tactful."

In the TV screen, the Penguin, with his tuxedo puffed out, was sitting on a leather boss chair, holding a diamond-encrusted crutch with both hands, and said with a smile.

"Orientals are euphemistic, it depends on who they are speaking to." Luo Chen's voice was cold.

If someone didn't know better, they would think Luo Chen was a bad guy, while Penguin was an elegant and polite gentleman.

The Penguin stopped beating around the bush, opened the skylight, and spoke frankly.

"The reason I'm looking for you is actually very simple. The mayor of Gotham City is dead, and I need you to become the next mayor of Gotham City."

"Of course, I will give you more money than the Wayne family!"

Penguin said confidently.

"It seems you have investigated me." Luo Chen looked at the TV behind the seat.

Penguin spread out his white-gloved hands and made a helpless expression.

"I want to know more about you, but unfortunately, Mr. Luo Chen, you are too mysterious."

"Except for the basic information about your address, name, height, and the fact that you have a vault in Gotham Bank, I know nothing about you."

"Oh, the vault seems to belong to the heir of the Wayne family. He actually gave you 15 billion US dollars in gold. It's incredible."

The Penguin folded his hands on the scepter and moved closer to the TV, making his face appear larger.

"To be honest, I want to find your family so we can have a better conversation."

Luo Chen smiled and said, "You are threatening me. It's a pity that those who threaten me will only die."

"is it?"

Penguin leaned back on the boss's chair and waved to the subordinate next to him.

The subordinate immediately brought over a remote control.

Penguin said: "Shakespeare said, never overestimate yourself and underestimate others."

"Especially the great Cobot family!"

The new subordinate whispered: "When did Shakespeare say this?"

As a result, the Penguin looked over, took out the umbrella next to him, aimed at the subordinate, and pressed the button on the umbrella handle.

There was a "bang" gunshot, and the subordinate's head was blown open, splattering on the wall behind like rotten watermelon.

The other subordinates seemed to be used to it, and came over to drag away the headless corpse without any trouble.

Penguin showed an apologetic smile, then turned to Luo Chen and said, "I'm sorry, it was just a small episode. Shakespeare said that life is full of small gaps, isn't it?"

"Where are you talking about? Uh-huh..."

Penguin shook the remote control in his hand.

"I know you are very powerful, so the bottom of your butt, the refrigerator, and every corner of the car are all filled with bombs!"

"The power of the explosion is enough to blow you, the guy hailed as Superman by the media, into countless pieces!"

The Penguin made a flowering motion with his hands, and then laughed ferociously.

"Luo Chen, you cooperate with me and participate in the election. I will support you and invest funds in operations. As long as you become the mayor, we will succeed!"

Penguin suddenly clenched his fist hard.

"The entire Gotham is in our... well, in the palm of my hand!"

Luo Chen asked indifferently: "Have you finished speaking?"

Listening to Penguin finish talking nonsense is his greatest "respect" for Penguin.

Penguin said: "For you and me, there is no harm at all, right?"

Luo Chen picked up the champagne on the small table of the seat and poured a glass into the crystal glass.

When Penguin saw this, he smiled and also picked up the champagne prepared in advance.

"Cheers in advance to our election victory!"

The Penguin clinked glasses in front of the TV and prepared to drink the champagne.

At this time, he was stunned.

Because Luo Chen poured a glass of champagne, but did not pour it out slowly.

"I was a little thirsty after eating the bread and wanted to moisten my throat, but you decided to spoil my mood."

Luo Chen glanced sideways at Penguin.

His expression seemed to say, who wants to toast with you?

"you……"

The Penguin's face was clouded, veins were popping on his forehead, and his face was ferocious. He stood up suddenly, hugged the TV with both hands, and his hooked nose was almost touching the screen.

Penguin shouted angrily: "Luo Chen! Don't you give me face?"

"Shakespeare said, anyone who doesn't give me face will become a tragedy! Watch me blow you into countless pieces!!"

The furious Penguin pressed the remote control switch in his hand without any hesitation.

"boom!!"

A Rolls-Royce Phantom driving on the street suddenly exploded into a huge fireball.

The terrible impact shattered the windows of nearby residential buildings and shops.

The explosion tore the entire Rolls-Royce Phantom into pieces, except for a small golden figure at the front of the car, which was relatively intact and flew thousands of meters away.

Penguin didn't lie.

Everywhere in the car that could be packed with explosives was packed with explosives.

The resulting explosion was extremely powerful.

Not only vehicles, but also pedestrians on the roadside are not spared.

"brush"

Just when the three passers-by were about to be engulfed by the flames produced by the explosion and smashed to pieces, a figure rushed out from the center of the explosion.

Not only was Luo Chen unscathed, he also had time left to save three passers-by and take them far away.

The three passers-by only felt that the scenery around them had changed. When they came back to their senses, they found that they had moved hundreds of meters away in an instant.

Then the sound of explosion came.

They looked back and found that a terrible explosion had occurred where they had been standing.

A huge circular crater was blasted out on the wide road surface.

"what happened?"

"What happened just now..."

"God, it's horrible!"

"We were just discussing who was sitting in this Rolls-Royce."

The passers-by who were lucky enough to escape had their backs wet with sweat and their feet were so frightened that they almost collapsed on the ground.

After Luo Chen saved the people, he took one look at the big crater and flew directly towards the Iceberg Club.

The Iceberg Club is a casino bar run by Penguin that mainly conducts illegal activities.

Including underground money laundering and so on.

The reason why Luo Chen flew to the Iceberg Club was not because he guessed that the Penguin was there.

But just now in the car, while listening to the Penguin's nonsense, Luo Chen used his super hearing to lock the Penguin's position.

So Luo Chen is sure that the Penguin is there!

at this time.

Iceberg Club offices.

After Penguin saw the TV screen going black, he picked up the TV with both hands and threw it to the ground, smashing it to pieces.

"Abominable Oriental, he doesn't know what's good or bad. It's an honor for him to cooperate with me, not to mention he can become the mayor and gain both fame and fortune. Why doesn't he understand?"

The Penguin was so angry that he took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Forget it, he is just an ordinary person with a little powerful power. He is not very intelligent. Cooperating with him will not succeed."

"If it's an election, I'll participate in it myself."

Penguin sat back in his chair.

The subordinate cut an expensive cigar and held it respectfully.

Penguin smoked a cigar and said to his subordinates: "Call the Gotham Gazette and tell them that there was an explosion on Dral Street and [Gotham Superman] Luo Chen was killed."

"Besides, start investing money into the operation. I want to participate in the election. Using that useless Easterner will be of no use at all..."

"Bang" with a loud noise.

The two doors of the office exploded open.

Luo Chen walked into the office amid smoke and dust.