[Comprehensive British and American] Self-cultivation of trans-wearers

There are always a few names in Gotham, and even the children who were crying the last second can immediately stop their voices and sleep well.

Politicians fear their force.In other cities, if a politician wants to avoid these gray and black shadows, it is okay to say that at most he will spend his life in poverty and leave.But in Gotham?Well, it's impossible.

There was once a mayor named Harvey Dent, who later became known as Two-Face.

Penguin's name is known to everyone in the circle of gangsters. The legend of a self-made gangster is almost imprinted in the hearts of every gangster in Gotham. It seems that he is one of those guys with strange abilities. Medium is the best one to deal with.

However, the gang forces are intricate and deeply rooted in this city. It's really hard to say what his status is.

The Joker, an absolute lunatic with a mysterious origin, even all the powerful villains thrown into Arkham by Batman, none of them are willing to deal with him for a long time.

Only a few knew he had joined the Red Hood, but that was long, long ago, rotten in the ground.

Harley Quinn, a psychiatrist who was bewitched by the clown, was able to hide her whereabouts and avoid Batman's pursuit when the clown fell into Arkham again.

Scarecrow, a former psychology professor who spreads fear and destroys people, is currently one of Arkham's permanent staff.

Poison Ivy, the ability to manipulate plants, seems to have a different kind of hatred for vegetarians.

Freeze Man.

Shock people.

Oh, by the way, and Batman, because most of the above-mentioned people have launched their own crime plans around him.

After doing something, he was arrested and returned to Arkham, and he was tirelessly escaping from prison to prepare for the next time to do something...even Bruce would occasionally curse a few words during the interrupted holidays. Do the villains.

Well, last sentence, Riddler get out of Gotham!

"You are sure it is this place, but this pier looks the same as during the day, except that it is much quieter at night because no one is there." Nancy sat in the bat battlefield, insisting that she could watch quietly without getting out of the car The concept probe expresses its own views.

Don't you see that whenever Batman goes out to perform his duties as a vigilante, his car is usually the safest, isn't it!

"The only problem is that it's quiet here at night." Dick couldn't help talking to her, "When I was Robin, I often followed Bruce here to inquire about news, or to catch some hiding criminals. The nights here will always be like this. The home of the shady rats."

"So this is supposed to be the stronghold of gangster forces?" Nancy looked around with more interest after hearing what he said.

"One of the conditions for you to convince me to let you come is that you will stay quietly in the car." Bruce said hoarsely, his critical eyes swept across Nancy's face, and then turned to look at Dick, " And this is the result of your training in Bludhaven?"

"Don't be so serious! Batman!" Dick stuck out his tongue in front of him, and he restrained himself.

"My talisman hasn't responded yet." Nancy said in a muffled voice, raising a handful of talisman paper in her right hand with some hesitation, "Maybe the foreign product is not authentic? I always feel the power of the two spells I tried before." Not enough..."

"You went to Chinatown to purchase it yourself." Bruce just told the truth, "If you think it's useless, you might as well go back now."

He didn't want Nancy to come with him, this was the fact that the three of them believed.

The light rain in the evening stopped after dinner, but it did not dissipate so quickly. The dark clouds still covered the moonlight. Under the dim light and the thin flashlight, there was nothing suspicious within the range of sight.

The humid environment and the silent darkness are slowly breeding desires twisted in the shadows, the sound of panting can be heard without meditation, and it is exposed unscrupulously.

"R...Nightwing," Batman remotely controlled the controller of the Batmobile, closing the window without a doubt, and at the same time reminded his partner, "Are you in charge?"

"Right!" Ye Yi closed the buckle of his glasses on the back of his head, and flicked his stick eagerly, "gogogo!"

"Are there a lot of people here? Just encircle and solve it all at once!"

The flashing twin sticks looked like the only light left under the night after all the lights were turned off, and naturally attracted the eyes of a group of desperadoes.

The smooth figure turns sensitively in the loose and chaotic footsteps, and the data in the combat eyepiece is assisted in analysis and rehearsal. Even so, Dick's movements are steady and orderly, without any impulsive style of a boy.

"Fixed?" Even though the space was small, the tossing and tossing movements took a certain amount of his physical strength. Dick turned on the flashlight again freely, only to find that Bruce had already been quietly standing beside the Batmobile, watching own every move.

"Five minutes ago." He casually said the data provided in the system, which succeeded in making Dick puff his cheeks and feel a little frustrated.

"Huh, I've said it all, you're already surrounded by me!" The scattered and conscious gangsters on the ground didn't have time to care about this sentence at all, they just clutched their wounds and couldn't help crying.Dick put away the weapons and put them in the weapon bag he carried with him, and walked here leisurely with his hands folded behind his head, "Obviously it's been several years, are you still so old and strong?"

"Oh." Bruce snorted indifferently, moved his sharp eyes aside, flicked his wrist, and shot a Batarang in Dick's direction.

"Hey hey hey!" Kankan took a step sideways to let the bat dart pass by his cheek. Dick just wanted to complain loudly to Bruce, but before he turned around, he heard the sound of metal crashing from mid-air And down.

The bat dart collided with a silent crossbow arrow, and the blue arrow was squeezed and deformed on the bat dart.

"Come on! Uh--it's between ten o'clock and eleven o'clock!" Nancy rolled down the car window manually and shouted with some difficulty, "Also remind you that there are more and more people nearby, the space The fluctuations are still undetected."

Bruce fastened a pair of glasses on her face the moment she rolled down the car window. The alloy shell is hard and light, so it won't get in the way when she wears it.

But the strength of Bruce's hands made her grin her teeth in panic.

"Good evening, gentlemen and ladies?" The person who appeared late must have some background. Nancy got out of the car and looked up along the source of the sound. On the roof of the low house in front of her, soon A figure appeared.

The eye sockets, which are too deep even for Europeans and Americans, are oozing malice. The big hooked nose almost occupies the golden area in the center of the face under the brim of the hat. The comically short stature makes him follow behind him. Thugs who were not tall looked taller and stronger.

"Where's the girl you haven't seen before? I bet you must be guessing who this short, ridiculous guy in front of you is?" With a gloomy voice, the Penguin set his sights on the girl just now. Nancy who reminded her aloud, "Didn't the guardian in front of you give you the name of his enemy?"

"...Do you have to blackmail yourself like this before you speak?" Nancy wondered, but it was strange to find that her voice was adjusted to a voice she had never heard before through the transformation of the glasses.

"Smart teeth." The penguin threw it softly, and his nervous eyes, which were completely opposite to the voice, locked on Nancy's figure, making her feel uneasy, "There is no way for this childish fight at night." To save your own life?"

"Penguin." Batman took a step forward, his muscular body easily blocked Nancy, "Here, what do you want to say?"

He had long heard that the Penguin seemed to regard Nancy as the successor of the previous Robin, but he cleverly chose to avoid this topic, which was far more clever than refuting it.

"Hey, let Batman negotiate with him, that's a complete old fox." Dick also leaned half sideways to defend her, and briefly introduced the situation of Penguin to her, "In Gotham, the name Penguin is fine. Used to replace the meaning of the old fox!"

"I just want to remind you." Penguin shrugged, and then realized that this was not an appropriate action, so he slammed the black umbrella in his hand on the roof, "There are foreign mice trying to violate the law." The rules to get what he wants, and you know—I hate rule breakers the most.”

"..." Batman didn't speak, because he was familiar with Penguin's expression, and he would definitely continue to reveal the news that he wanted to know very much.

"Let's be honest, outsiders are looking for a gem, this is what they said." Speaking of this, Penguin raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, twisting the two slender things in twists and turns, making it appear more Funny, "The activity started about three months ago. In the past month, they have locked this chaotic site, this old pier that everyone in Gotham knows."

"Gems?" Nancy thought about it, and felt that this plot should be written by the screenwriter of Marvel, or in fact, DC also has this setting?

"Gem." Penguin bit the word and confirmed repeatedly, "The whereabouts of the outsiders are very cunning. In my opinion, they should be a strict organization with a clear division of labor for the time being."

"You want to leave after saying this?" Bruce saw what he meant. After all, he was familiar with the gestures the other party used to give instructions after years of confrontation.

"That's right." Penguin hooked his mouth, and the old god was on the ground reaching out to pat the dust that didn't exist on his body.

"That depends on your ability."

"Hey, this seems to be my territory, right? Are you confident that you can be more familiar with it than me?"

The sentence at the end will gradually disintegrate and disappear into the air, adding another chill to the already cold breath.

In the next second, a dim light flickered past. Under the blank stares of the thugs around Penguin, they could only watch their boss turn into a ridiculous talisman.

The yellow paper felt a little rough to the touch, and the runes and ink marks on it were not completely dry. A younger brother boldly reached out to pick it up, and wiped it with wet and greasy ink.

And right now, the Penguin is just landing on his butt, staring at Batman with big eyes.

The instigator, facing Bruce's sharp eyes, happily showed his merits: "Didn't you want to keep him! Look at my talisman paper spirit!"

The author has something to say: *Riddler gets out of Gotham, I believe everyone who has played the game series can understand. . .Only the master's brain circuit can fight against the riddle man!

Batman: I'll just be polite, or I'll lose face.

Nightwing: Hey!It's a super easy-to-use method. How convenient it would be if I could catch criminals like this when I was a policeman during the day!

Penguin: ...I'll fuck your uncle's Batman!

Originally wanted Tim to appear, it seems that only the next chapter

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