[Zhongyingmei] Vampires also want to fall in love

The attack came suddenly, and the guards stood in front of Warlock in a panic to protect him. A breach appeared in the tight protective circle, and the Gotham people who were sensitive by that voice rushed towards him again.

Warlock couldn't reveal his specialness in front of people, and the crowded crowd made the range he could avoid very narrow.

The guards spent a lot of effort trying to stop the Gotham people who were rushing over. Before they came, they didn't pay attention to the people in these slums, thinking that they would be deterred by the police. They didn't expect that they were crazy enough not to treat the government officials. Put it in your eyes.

Warlock's eyes flashed fiercely, and he took out a gun from his windbreaker and opened a wooden warehouse at the flying bricks.When the sound of the wooden warehouse sounded, the riotous street was silent for a moment, and fear appeared in the eyes of many people.

Seeing that Warlock had opened the wooden warehouse, the guards also took out the wooden warehouse and stood ready.Before coming here with the mayor, the Security Office specially instructed the guards to take the wooden warehouse to travel, and the wooden warehouse can be opened to protect the safety of the mayor in times of crisis.

It is difficult for them to judge when it is special, but they know that the mayor has opened the wooden warehouse, so it is not a big problem to dig out the wooden warehouse.

Warlock looked around at the people around him, and the indignant people he came into contact with all extinguished their flames, and many people backed away quietly, only a few of them still stared at Warlock with their necks stuck.

Warlock saw disgust in their eyes, as well as fear and deep despair. They didn't want to provoke the police and the government, but if they didn't stand up, they would lose their homes completely.

There are also some sentimental women with tears in their eyes. They are the weakest existence in Gotham, struggling to survive in the dark cracks. Now that the guillotine is hanging above their heads, they can't do anything.

"I came here to solve the problem. I don't know what news you heard, I assure you that the city government will not forcibly expropriate the slums." Warlock slowed down his tone. If he could, he didn't want bloodshed here event.

"The Nelson Group submitted a plan to the city government, and the government is still discussing it, and there is no definite conclusion. I came here to hear your opinions. I didn't expect the folk customs here to open my eyes."

Anyone present could hear the coldness and sarcasm in Warlock's tone.The faces of those who led the parade were pale. They made a big mistake. They could have sat down and had a good chat with the new mayor, but now Mayor Dowling must not have a good impression of them.

The two parties fell into dead silence at the same time. Warlock waited for the representative of the slum area to say something with a cold face. They were taken away by snakes, and they all remained silent.

Bruce pushed forward in the crowd without caring about his image at all. He heard the sound of a wooden barn when he was just in the middle of the crowd. After finally squeezing to the front, he was relieved to see that there was no bloody accident.

His handmade suit has been wrinkled, the hem of the sapphire blue has some black marks on it, and the calfskin shoes are covered with traces of trampling. The whole person looks like he just escaped.

"I'm Bruce Wayne. The Wayne Group has also submitted an application to the Gotham City Government, intending to make this a charity-centered residential area to serve the citizens of Gotham."

Bruce walked over to Warlock, took a few breaths and spoke his mind.His sudden appearance broke the embarrassing silence of the two parties. Bruce Wayne is well-known, but his charity is well known. Many people in the slums have accepted his help, and they have less resistance to him. many.

"I believe that Mayor Dowling is dedicated to Gotham, and he will make the best choice for Gotham. I hope everyone can trust him."

Bruce Wayne's current image doesn't match that of Gotham's baby. He is so embarrassed that Gotham people in the slums have a sense of intimacy, and they are willing to think about what he said.

There was a strange look in Warlock's sparkling blue eyes, and he looked at Bruce Wayne intently, as if he was meeting him for the first time.

Warlock suppressed the riots in the slums with natural differences in social status and ammunition. This kind of suppression is superficial and cannot make these people recognize him from the bottom of their hearts.When Bruce Wayne appeared in a panic, things took a turn for the better. These Gotham people trusted Bruce Wayne, so they were willing to calm down and trust Warlock for the time being.

Bruce Wayne's influence was far greater than Warlock thought, which made Warlock's joy overwhelm his anger and temper.

"We are willing to believe in the mayor, and hope that the mayor can forgive them for their rudeness." Ms. Joyce walked slowly to the front of the crowd. Compared with Bruce who squeezed ahead of the crowd in a panic, she looked much more dignified.

Seeing her, the Gotham people retreated to both sides to make way for her. Even the men who took the lead in the parade sneaked into the crowd when they saw Ms. Joyce. Her prestige in the slums was enough Make decisions for everyone.

"It's an honor to meet you, Ms. Joyce." Warlock gave a gentleman's salute, and pressed a kiss on Ms. Joyce's glove, "I thought our meeting would be in a church or somewhere quiet location."

Warlock's main purpose in coming to the slums was to meet Ms. Joyce, who was the one who could really influence the development of the slums.Ms. Joyce's full name is Joyce Falconel. Her late husband was the third in command of the Falconel family. He blocked a shot for his brother during the family struggle and was killed on the spot.

Ms. Joyce entrusted all her deceased husband's property to her brother's management, and moved to a slum area to live a clean life.As Gotham's biggest boss, Falkenell completely protected Ms. Joyce. No one knew that this seemingly inconspicuous lady owned one-third of the land property rights in the slums.

Whether it is Nelson or Wayne, if they want to transform the slums, they have to get the approval of Ms. Joyce.Nelson obviously didn't know the twists and turns, and stepped on Ms. Joyce's thunder.

"Sorry, the tea here is not very good." Ms. Joyce took Warlock and Bruce back to her small apartment. the value of the apartment.

"Ms. Joyce, you should know why I'm here." Warlock took the teacup, didn't drink it, but turned the teacup gently in his hand.

The gentle smile on Joyce's face disappeared, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and he looked a bit like a person in power who ruled the world back then.

"What you said is not the same as what Bruce said, but it is more cruel than him."

Bruce looked back and forth between Joyce and Warlock blankly, as if he didn't understand what they were talking about.The danger radar belonging to Batman sounded, and the following confrontation may reveal the secrets hidden by the two.

"Which politician doesn't have a heart as cold as a stone." Warlock didn't mind Joyce saying that he was cruel. Warlock was no match for her.

"From the point of view of these people in the slums, they are indeed pitiful, but it is also true that they cannot bring help to Gotham." Warlock showed a fake smile that could not be faked, "You are willing to raise children on your territory." They're kind of you, but I'm thinking about the whole of Gotham."

"I had the honor to visit old Mr. Falconel before, and he felt that the Falconel family lacked a mature leader. If no one can take over Mr. Falconel's business, the East may soon never hear of Falconel again." Nell's reputation is over."

There was some pity in Warlock's smile. Bruce seemed to see the pure white pity of the gray angel at night. What was incompatible with the pity was the gloating in Warlock's tone. He seemed to be really looking forward to the destruction of Fakenel.

Bruce looked at Joyce again. On that rainy night when he was eight years old, it was Joyce who comforted him who was sinking in fear and pain.In Alfred's investigation, Ms. Joyce was an ordinary nun. After more than ten years of getting along with Bruce, he didn't see Joyce's problem. If Warlock hadn't mentioned it, he would never have thought that Joyce was a nun. The Falconells.

Joyce put her fingers on her knees into a fist, and Warlock's words were the most blatant provocation in her ears.Yiqiao, but she also understands that what Warlock said is true, the Falkenell family has been retreating steadily in the struggle against sex, and they have retreated to the East District with the Maroni family.

Standing behind Warlock is the young and energetic new king of Gotham Penguin. Penguin is willing to give old Falconell and old Maroni some dignity so he turns a blind eye to the two families. He is really gone, and he will never give up the fat in the East District.

"You asked me to think about it, and I will give you an answer by this time tomorrow." Joyce closed her eyes. She needed time, a lot of time.

Warlock and Bruce came out of Joyce's apartment silently side by side. The street had returned to calm, and the parade people had dispersed, but both of them could feel that there were countless pairs of eyes watching them from the dark.

"Will the Wayne Group really want to intervene? I haven't received Wayne's plan yet." Warlock tilted his head slightly and said to Bruce in a low voice, "If you are sure, hurry up and send me the plan, so I can meet you at the meeting Proposed."

"Nelson's words have moved a lot of people, and the pass rate is at least [-]%. If the Wayne Group is also interested in this land, your chances are [-] to [-]."

The expression on Bruce's face was blank for a moment, and his face collapsed: "Are you going to hand in the proposal again? Lucius must be talking about me again."

"You have to be prepared when you say something. It's hard to get over it." Warlock smiled and patted Bruce on the shoulder. "Actually, the value of this land is very high. It's not a loss if you really win. You and Joey Ms. Si has such a good relationship, she will feel better if this land is handed over to you."

Bruce raised his eyebrows slightly, and his questioning eyes were only replaced by Warlock's mysterious smile.

The two walked forward side by side, and Bruce didn't pursue it. Now that there are clues, Batman can always find out what he wants to know.

"Your Excellency, Mayor! Mr. Wayne! I have something to tell you!" Jason was stopped not far away by two guards and shouted, waving his arms while shouting.

Warlock and Bruce stopped at the same time, "Jason?"

Seeing that Warlock knew this little guy, the guard searched his body professionally and let Jason approach Warlock.

Jason was scanned by the electronic scanner, hurried to Warlock, took a deep breath and summoned up his courage, "Your Excellency, Mr. Wayne, yesterday I saw..."

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