DC Tyrant

"Your Excellency, this joke is not funny!"

Carmine put down the sterling silver knife and fork in his hand, his face remained calm, and lightly wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin, showing his good self-cultivation and invisible anger.

Buddy's words were so arrogant that he was angry, and wanted to make him, the underworld godfather who rules most of Gotham, a subordinate? Just don't know what to do.

Who is he?

Carmine, Falcone.

In less than half a year, he had confidence and a plan to separate and disintegrate, or forcibly kill and destroy the alliance that formed and he seized Gotham's underworld control.

He is almost certain to sit on the throne of Gotham's underworld godfather, the ruler.

Although it may not be comparable to the four families who founded Gotham, the Wayne family, the Elliott family, the Kane family, and the Cobot family, these four families have industries all over the city and control all areas of the city.

The Falcone family who ruled Gotham's underworld might be a little bit lower-end than them, and their vulgarity could not reach the level of vulgarity.

But everyone should give some face, after a period of precipitation, maybe they can become the fifth big family in Gotham, standing immortal in Gotham.

Now a young man who is only 20 years old is making a big statement in front of him, wanting to accept himself as his subordinate and hand over Gotham to his own management?

Carmine felt insulted, his sultry was deep, his face was calm, and he was angry, but he was fine again soon.

The anger came and went quickly, quietly and immediately dissipated.

Carmine even laughed at himself, when did he get angry so easily for someone else's words.

It's hilarious to be angry at myself and also for the language of the megalomaniac.

It can only be blamed that Badi put a little too much pressure on him, causing him to lose his balance for a while.

Aware of this, Carmine returned to normal, returning to the depths of the city that became the head of the Falcone family.

Badi was originally concentrating on the food, and 60% of the food on this table came into his mouth. Although it was fast and elegant, he was calm.

For him, in this world, there are only two things that cannot be let down.

Food and my heart.

Hearing Carmine's self-deprecating laughter, the steak that Bardi had been looking at also glanced at him.

In the same way, he also smiled, put the knife and fork in his hand lightly on the edge of the plate, picked up the brandy in the glass, took a sip, and then shook the amber brandy in the glass. Not glamorous.

"I'm just talking about the future, one day, you'll be kicked out of Gotham."

"Come to me, come to Metropolis to find me."

"I'll help you conquer Gotham."

Badi raised his goblet, gestured to him, smiled and drank it.

This remark, the implication is obvious, nothing more than when you fail, come and be my subordinate.

Carmine's face was calm, and Badi's words were non-committal.

"In the future, you can't stand in the metropolis, you can come to me too."

Carmine sneered at the corner of his mouth. He also raised his glass and toasted Bardi without showing weakness. He drank it with a smile, looking very heroic.

The current Carmine is just as high as it is, with high ambitions, money and power, and power, but also lack of courage and mind, how could it fail to be driven out of Gotham.

Not to mention in the future, after the underworld of Gotham is unified, it will be even more impossible for others to drive him out of Gotham.

So what he said to Bardi felt like a joke.

Carmine, who had never thought about failure, also responded to Bardi in exactly the same way.

On the contrary, he was even more looking forward to Buddy going to the Metropolis, and going back to Gotham to be his subordinate.

With an invulnerable superhuman subordinate, there must be more things to do.

Carmine thought slightly.

Badi couldn't help but laugh.

In the future, there will be many talented people in Gotham, Penguin, Joker, Bane, Double Face, Scarecrow, Riddler, Frozen, Killer Crocodile, Black Mask, Silence, Mudface, Ventriloquist, Death Shooter, Hugo Strange, Maxi Zeus...etc.

All of them are a group of criminals with high IQs, but they want to go around. Some of them have also unified the Gotham underworld, and they have never been victorious generals.

Instead, Falcone was the first person to be ripped from the throne of Gotham's underworld ruler. He was far away from Gotham for a long time, and then came back to control Gotham. As a result, because of the existence of Batman, he could only drink hatred. fail.

Since then, Gotham has really been a rotation of criminal heroes and Batman's playground.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to laugh at you, let time witness the future."

"When I can't rule the Metropolis, I'll be your servant."

"Be my servant when you're banished from Gotham."

Buddy stood up and poured himself a glass of brandy and a glass of wine for Carmine.

He raised the glass, frozen in the air, the amber liquid glistening in the light.

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you."

Carmine glanced at Batty's calm and confident smile, and stood up, confident.

The two of them clink glasses and both drink the wine with a smile.

Buddy is very satisfied. Today, when he went to Gotham, he gained a lot of potential things.

Not to mention Gotham's environment, terrain facilities, Mike, the future Poison Ivy, etc., and the approximate time when some villains appear.

Let him determine the appearance of Batman.

Of course, if Buddy pinches Bruce to death now, there may be no Batman.

But he doesn't need to get in the muddy waters of Gotham, even if Batman becomes his enemy in the future, he doesn't mind.

Because by the time Batman appeared, he had already completed the layout.

You won't be able to stop yourself by defeating one or two of your subordinates.

The general trend he wants to create is that under the rolling wheel layout, whoever blocks it will be crushed to death. Even without Badi's shot, other people will naturally crush the so-called hero.

In the end, he came very early, and the heroes did not appear as early as possible, and there was no time when a hundred flowers were blooming.

Enough for him to arrange everything and do his thing.

Bardi put down his wine glass, walked to the small balcony, and opened the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The autumn wind, like a fairy, was involved in the room, causing slight ripples.

In the darkness of the night, the dense lights flickered like firelight on Gotham, and he was here, looking across the balcony, as if standing in a corner of Gotham, seeing all the scenery.

Buddy's eyes flashed slightly, and a meaningful smile formed on the corner of his mouth: "Do you want me to help you unify Gotham?"

Carmine refused without hesitation.

"Gotham is already in my pocket."

…………

A new foundation somewhere in Alan Wayne.

The interior is bright throughout.

On the dark red rosewood rectangular table is a copy of the information, the portrait of Badi, which is very similar,

At the table sat aristocratic figures, men in suits and leather, gentle and graceful; women were graceful and graceful, and evening dresses set off the smell of precious perfumes, elegant and charming.

It's just that everyone wears a white mask, shaped like an owl, which looks a little weird.

"Thomas Wayne is dead."

"Not badly done."

"But a sharp claw was smashed by passers-by."

"The power is really scary."

"Dare to provoke the Court of Owls in Gotham?"

"It doesn't look bad, and the lower body must be very powerful."

"Don't be so arrogant, hooves."

"Should we deal with him?"

"No, not right now."

"Patriarch Wayne is dead, we should hide."

"There must be turmoil in Gotham recently, and it's not suitable for trouble."

"Then let him live a little longer."

three days later.

Buddy and Mike stepped out of the Carmine Hotel and headed for the Metropolis.

"Boss, how did you know that Falcone would give me three million dollars?" Mike asked in confusion, carrying two large suitcases.

"It's investment, rein, and mutual assistance. Carmine is good," said Bardi.

Mike nodded solemnly. He didn't understand the filth between Bardi and Falcone. He just thought that the boss was indeed a bit skilled. After a meal with Falcone's owner, he cheated three hundred people. million dollars.

"Boss, what are you doing with $300,000?" Mike asked.

"Take care of women," said Badi.

Mike snorted, and he was angry, that's my money! ! !