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Chapter 830
chapter 0347 part 1
Chapter 345: Avengers VS Justice League
DC Parallel Universe, Gotham City, The Gilded Finch Restaurant
A waiter, carrying a silver tray, carefully presented a Filet Mignon, personally cooked by a Michelin-starred chef, before Penguin.
Penguin tucked a napkin into his collar and slowly cut the steak before him with a knife and fork, chewing the medium-rare tender beef tenderloin, savoring the smooth texture of the rich sauce between his lips and teeth. A bite of beef, a sip of red wine. The warm fat in the tender meat lessened the bitterness of the red wine, while the tannins in the red wine, in turn, reduced the greasy taste of the steak. They complemented each other, leaving a lingering fragrance in his mouth.
Just as Penguin was enjoying his delicious meal, the mobile phone placed on the table vibrated, interrupting his dinner. Penguin glanced at the caller ID with some displeasure and picked up the phone.
"Leader, something's happened. All the Subordinates we sent to capture Harley Quinn are dead!" The voice on the phone was slightly nervous.
"All dead?! Did another Influence interfere?"
Penguin picked up a napkin and wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth, his face instantly turning gloomy.
He knew that crazy woman Harley Quinn had excellent skill, so the Subordinates he sent were all top-notch, most of them Federation veterans.
With so many elite Gunmen all dead, Penguin's first reaction was that someone else had interfered and saved the crazy woman.
And in Gotham City, there were only a few people with that motive.
A certain Joker with a perpetual grin instantly appeared in Penguin's mind.
"Leader, the Police Station arrived early. The Corpses and nearby Surveillance Footage are all in their hands, but we caught a resident from nearby!"
On the other side of the phone, in a high-rise apartment building opposite Rose Apartment, within a dark alley nearby, several tough guys held down a white man with glasses dressed in a suit. The tough guy holding the mobile phone pressed a handgun against his waist and nudged him.
He handed the mobile phone to the Man with Glasses.
"Mr. Cobblepot has some questions for you. Answer honestly if you don't want to die!"
"Okay! Okay!" The Man with Glasses was a sales consultant for an Insurance Company, living in the high-rise apartment building opposite Rose Apartment.
As an insurance salesman, the Company had no strict rules. Employees didn't have to stay in the Company; as long as they met their performance targets, no one would care even if they just lay at home sleeping all day!
Because he had an appointment with a big client at noon, he was preparing some data at home. Unexpectedly, when he pulled back the curtains, he saw that horrifying scene.
With the mindset of "less trouble is better," the Man with Glasses chose not to go down and get involved when he saw the Police Officers arrive.
Instead, he tidied himself up and prepared to meet his client. After all, even after experiencing something as exciting as a gunfight, he still had to eat.
Gunfights happened dozens of times a day in Gotham, but a big client was something he might not encounter for months.
Unexpectedly, as he walked out of the first-floor elevator with his briefcase, the elevator door opened, and he was met by several cold-faced tough guys, all holding guns, who surrounded him.
Sensing something was wrong, he immediately threw the briefcase in his hand aside, raised his hands high, and skillfully said to the men:
"The money is in the bag, don't shoot, I can give you all the money!"
Who would have thought these robbers didn't want money? The bald strong man leading them suddenly kicked him hard in the stomach and dragged him into this secluded alley.
He thought he was going to be shot, but unexpectedly, these people asked him if he had seen the gunfight that just happened at the entrance of Rose Apartment. After hearing his affirmative answer,
They actually told him to describe it to Penguin! Penguin, that was Penguin!
"Mr. Cobblepot, h-hello!" The Man with Glasses tremblingly took the mobile phone. As a resident of Gotham City, he naturally knew of Penguin's ferocious reputation. He was so scared his voice was trembling.
"You saw the gunfight this morning. Describe the scene you saw to me in detail!!"
Listening to the casual voice on the other end of the phone, the Man with Glasses didn't dare to slack off in the slightest and immediately recounted everything he had seen in full detail.
The white man with glasses had also peeked from the balcony out of curiosity after hearing the gunfire. He saw Harley Quinn rushing out of the stairwell, being focus-fired by that group of Gunmen with rocket launchers and rifles, and Harley Quinn counterattacking using the skull.
The smoking skull, that stinking Bat also appeared at the scene and had a conflict with Harley Quinn! After listening to the Man with Glasses on the mobile phone, Penguin fell into deep thought, trying to sort out the relationships. The Joker didn't appear; it was actually that crazy woman Harley Quinn who repelled that Bat.
When did this crazy woman get such strong strength?
On the other side, the Man with Glasses looked at the bald strong man beside him for help!
The bald strong man took the mobile phone from the Man with Glasses, not daring to hang up either, and held the mobile phone to his face, waiting for his Leader's instructions.
"Clean up the scene. Next time, call me at a time that's not mealtime. I don't like being disturbed while eating."
"...Yes, Leader, I understand." The bald strong man said carefully, "I'll be sure to pay attention next time."
Penguin placed the mobile phone aside, looked at the steak on the tray that had gotten cold, and called over a waiter to replace it with a new one.
"Ah, what is that, careful bang bang bang..."
Just as Penguin picked up the knife and fork in his hand to cut the steak the waiter had just brought, a burst of noisy sounds suddenly came from the mobile phone placed beside his table.
Listening to the faintly transmitted gunfire from the mobile phone, Penguin, quick-witted and nimble-handed, picked up the mobile phone and held it to his ear:
Chapter 345: Avengers VS Justice League
DC Parallel Universe, Gotham City, The Gilded Finch Restaurant
A waiter, carrying a silver tray, carefully presented a Filet Mignon, personally cooked by a Michelin-starred chef, before Penguin.
Penguin tucked a napkin into his collar and slowly cut the steak before him with a knife and fork, chewing the medium-rare tender beef tenderloin, savoring the smooth texture of the rich sauce between his lips and teeth. A bite of beef, a sip of red wine. The warm fat in the tender meat lessened the bitterness of the red wine, while the tannins in the red wine, in turn, reduced the greasy taste of the steak. They complemented each other, leaving a lingering fragrance in his mouth.
Just as Penguin was enjoying his delicious meal, the mobile phone placed on the table vibrated, interrupting his dinner. Penguin glanced at the caller ID with some displeasure and picked up the phone.
"Leader, something's happened. All the Subordinates we sent to capture Harley Quinn are dead!" The voice on the phone was slightly nervous.
"All dead?! Did another Influence interfere?"
Penguin picked up a napkin and wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth, his face instantly turning gloomy.
He knew that crazy woman Harley Quinn had excellent skill, so the Subordinates he sent were all top-notch, most of them Federation veterans.
With so many elite Gunmen all dead, Penguin's first reaction was that someone else had interfered and saved the crazy woman.
And in Gotham City, there were only a few people with that motive.
A certain Joker with a perpetual grin instantly appeared in Penguin's mind.
"Leader, the Police Station arrived early. The Corpses and nearby Surveillance Footage are all in their hands, but we caught a resident from nearby!"
On the other side of the phone, in a high-rise apartment building opposite Rose Apartment, within a dark alley nearby, several tough guys held down a white man with glasses dressed in a suit. The tough guy holding the mobile phone pressed a handgun against his waist and nudged him.
He handed the mobile phone to the Man with Glasses.
"Mr. Cobblepot has some questions for you. Answer honestly if you don't want to die!"
"Okay! Okay!" The Man with Glasses was a sales consultant for an Insurance Company, living in the high-rise apartment building opposite Rose Apartment.
As an insurance salesman, the Company had no strict rules. Employees didn't have to stay in the Company; as long as they met their performance targets, no one would care even if they just lay at home sleeping all day!
Because he had an appointment with a big client at noon, he was preparing some data at home. Unexpectedly, when he pulled back the curtains, he saw that horrifying scene.
With the mindset of "less trouble is better," the Man with Glasses chose not to go down and get involved when he saw the Police Officers arrive.
Instead, he tidied himself up and prepared to meet his client. After all, even after experiencing something as exciting as a gunfight, he still had to eat.
Gunfights happened dozens of times a day in Gotham, but a big client was something he might not encounter for months.
Unexpectedly, as he walked out of the first-floor elevator with his briefcase, the elevator door opened, and he was met by several cold-faced tough guys, all holding guns, who surrounded him.
Sensing something was wrong, he immediately threw the briefcase in his hand aside, raised his hands high, and skillfully said to the men:
"The money is in the bag, don't shoot, I can give you all the money!"
Who would have thought these robbers didn't want money? The bald strong man leading them suddenly kicked him hard in the stomach and dragged him into this secluded alley.
He thought he was going to be shot, but unexpectedly, these people asked him if he had seen the gunfight that just happened at the entrance of Rose Apartment. After hearing his affirmative answer,
They actually told him to describe it to Penguin! Penguin, that was Penguin!
"Mr. Cobblepot, h-hello!" The Man with Glasses tremblingly took the mobile phone. As a resident of Gotham City, he naturally knew of Penguin's ferocious reputation. He was so scared his voice was trembling.
"You saw the gunfight this morning. Describe the scene you saw to me in detail!!"
Listening to the casual voice on the other end of the phone, the Man with Glasses didn't dare to slack off in the slightest and immediately recounted everything he had seen in full detail.
The white man with glasses had also peeked from the balcony out of curiosity after hearing the gunfire. He saw Harley Quinn rushing out of the stairwell, being focus-fired by that group of Gunmen with rocket launchers and rifles, and Harley Quinn counterattacking using the skull.
The smoking skull, that stinking Bat also appeared at the scene and had a conflict with Harley Quinn! After listening to the Man with Glasses on the mobile phone, Penguin fell into deep thought, trying to sort out the relationships. The Joker didn't appear; it was actually that crazy woman Harley Quinn who repelled that Bat.
When did this crazy woman get such strong strength?
On the other side, the Man with Glasses looked at the bald strong man beside him for help!
The bald strong man took the mobile phone from the Man with Glasses, not daring to hang up either, and held the mobile phone to his face, waiting for his Leader's instructions.
"Clean up the scene. Next time, call me at a time that's not mealtime. I don't like being disturbed while eating."
"...Yes, Leader, I understand." The bald strong man said carefully, "I'll be sure to pay attention next time."
Penguin placed the mobile phone aside, looked at the steak on the tray that had gotten cold, and called over a waiter to replace it with a new one.
"Ah, what is that, careful bang bang bang..."
Just as Penguin picked up the knife and fork in his hand to cut the steak the waiter had just brought, a burst of noisy sounds suddenly came from the mobile phone placed beside his table.
Listening to the faintly transmitted gunfire from the mobile phone, Penguin, quick-witted and nimble-handed, picked up the mobile phone and held it to his ear:
