DC Tyrant

metropolis.

This is a real metropolis, with blooming flowers, high-rise buildings, busy streets, and crowds of people coming and going like tidal waves.

The atmosphere of the lively crowd warmed the entire metropolis.

This is a real city, lively, vibrant, and the world's top big city.

Even begging here is better than suicide in the slums. Of course, there are no begging people here. Some people only have violins, guitars, or saxophones on the side of the road, and there are empty sound boxes in front of them. The city adds a landscape line.

This is a city rich in arts and technology.

The people here are civilized, polite and attractive, and all of them are talented.

Speak confidently and well.

Really like it here.

Buddy stood by the window, watching the crowd of people in the metropolis below, and suddenly thought funny in his heart, feeling a bit interesting.

This is different from the city of Gotham. Gotham is dark and dark, and the metropolis is bright and bright, almost two extremes.

It seems that the whole world is struggling between justice and evil, light and darkness, order and chaos.

Badi narrowed his eyes slightly, looking out at the blue sky.

Behind him, Lex Luthor was negotiating with a fat man with a ruddy face, who looked very rich and a little swollen with puffiness, about the purchase of Noy Bioresearch Company. matter.

Yesterday, Buddy had brought Lex Luthor to the central city of the metropolis, which is quite a distance from the suicide slum, far away from that dirty and messy place, and every place here is clean. The atmosphere of civilization, order, and art, the lively atmosphere, made Lex Luthor excited.

A thirteen-year-old boy suddenly saw a new world and escaped from that hell, which made him deeply excited and fascinated.

They lived in a 'Galaxy' five-star hotel. The hotel stood tall and was the most gorgeous building nearby. The two looked down on the whole city from a high place. Lex Luthor was so excited that he trembled and looked at the blurred rainbow at night. The dark night, the endless stream of car lights, the gathering stars and rivers, his eyes flashed with ambition, this is the place where people should live.

Buddy watched the whole process, looking at Lex Luthor's excited face, suppressing his trembling body with excitement, and his eyes glowing with pride.

It is the radiance of ambition, which is good.

The corners of Bardi's mouth drew an arc.

Lex Luthor stared at Fatty Noy on the opposite side, the steak meal in front of him was not attractive at all. In fact, he had never eaten such an expensive meal before.

This was the task that Badi gave him to conduct a business negotiation. From last night, Badi handed him some information that he could find and let him decide.

He didn't dare to slow down, and after reading the information of one night, although he was tired, the adrenaline still supported his excitement and his sobriety.

He couldn't fail, he couldn't go back to the suicide ghetto again, and he couldn't allow himself to fail.

And this commercial negotiation will affect his future in Badi's heart. He must do his best to obtain the best future.

Noy's oily face looked quite dissatisfied. He cut a piece of steak into the mouth, chewed the steak without making a sound, and looked impatiently at Lex Luthor in front of him. This child is sick, and he kept staring at him in horror. , he turned to Badi who was standing by the window and said, "Mr. Badi, it seems that you have no sincerity to acquire Noy Biotechnology Company. How can a little boy negotiate?"

Badi was still standing in front of the window, the sunlight stretched his shadow very long, he closed his eyes, raised his head to enjoy, and said, "The child in front of you represents what I mean, no matter what price he pays higher than my mind. Buy it, or buy it at a price lower than my heart, it’s fine.”

Noi's eyes suddenly became greedy, and he was very satisfied with Badi's words.

A little furry child, is it not easy to clean up?

He lightly dipped the corner of his mouth with a white napkin, squeezed out a smile, and looked at Lex Luthor with a greedy look, Lex Luthor was still staring at him.

"It turned out to be the case, then according to the original...12 million...cough...15 million US dollars, let's make a deal! This price is already very cheap, after all, Noy Biotechnology Company is a leading biotechnology company. "

Noi's face squeezed a smile and said amiably.

"It's a leading biotechnology company, but that was 15 years ago, and now it's on the verge of bankruptcy and can't even pay the salary," said Lex Luthor.

Noy's amiable smile stopped, this child is really naughty, what the truth is.

"How can this happen? Although the company's profit is a little less than before, it still doesn't hurt." Noy said, his face was a little unnatural. negative equity.

"Eight million dollars!" Lex Luthor's eyes were firm and he gave a price. He quietly went to Noy Biotechnology during the day and collected Noy's personal information. Fortunately, Noy was a The saucy guy, let him collect a lot of key information in newspapers and magazines, and deduced that this guy is on the brink of desperation.

It is not normal for a person who likes news, magazines, and sassy bags to wear any jewelry or watches.

It is estimated that some things have been sold by him, that is to say, he is very difficult now.

Lex Luthor thought about why Bardi needed this company, but he didn't come up with anything, but it didn't prevent him from doing his best to lower the price and win his future.

"How can a child negotiate like this." Noy was in a hurry, the price went straight to normal, which was really unacceptable.

"Your company still owes the bank and employee wages, a total of seven million dollars. Taking over this company means paying for your debts from the beginning." Lex Luthor's eyes were already aggressive, and he continued. : "As long as Mr. Noy ​​fills the hole in the company, we don't mind the 15 million acquisition of Noy Biotech."

Noy's lips were trembling, where does he have any money now.

"The value of the equipment there..."

Before Noy could speak, he was interrupted by Lex Luthor.

"The most valuable genome sequencers, biological safety cabinets, and transgenic electrophoresis equipment have been sold by you to pay off the debt," said Lex Luthor.

Noy stared, startled: "How would you know!"

"It was just speculation, but now it's confirmed." Lex Luthor said.

Noy's face was extremely ugly. He was originally an ignorant guy. He gradually lost the family business left by his father in more than ten years. Recently, he also got into gambling. In desperation, he had to sell the company. Get rid of your gambling debts.

Lex Luthor's every word pierced his heart, and finally after some confrontation, under the strength of Lex Luthor, Noy was led by the nose. After Lex Luthor's kindness ''Reluctantly'' and 'convinced', it was sold for $9.5 million.

Noy finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his debts were finally settled.

After the talk, the guy Noy also had a very good opinion of Lex Luthor and said that he became friends with Lex Luthor.

Buddy looked out the window and took a sip of vodka with a light smile.

Lex Luthor, indeed, a smart guy, not bad.

...

Organization Hundred Headquarters, a luxurious nightclub, gangsters in this era always like to use nightclubs as their headquarters, but nightclubs are also high-end venues, greeting the rich and aristocratic people who come and go, providing them with unexpected pleasures.

The head of the Wheel family, Doug Wheel, received an invitation today. The 'Bamulotti' from the Suicide Slum invited him to dine at the Galaxy Hotel at seven o'clock tomorrow evening to discuss the allocation of this metropolis.

His son was beside him, a black man with a huge stature, with two or three large and heavy hands, feet, and body, like a mountain. His face was rough, but his skin was white, so pale that it made people feel terrifying. Huge corpse, dead fish.

It's not a cuckold plot, but Tobias Wheel is a black man with albinism who is born different from ordinary people, and even has more power than ordinary people.

For ordinary people, he is a supernatural person with great power.

"Father, shall we go? I heard that the boss of Bamulotti has an invulnerable body and powerful strength. He can jump more than 40 meters and knock out a helicopter with one kick." Tobias Wheel's eyes flashed. Terrifyingly fierce light, said.

"It's just to create a god." Doug Wheel said contemptuously: "But it has destroyed our territory in the suicide slum, and can't let it go. He is not qualified to grab food in the metropolis."

"Aren't you going? Father." Tobias Wheel's face sank.

"Don't bother." Doug Wheel threw the invitation directly into the trash.

Tobias Wheel's breath suddenly shrank, his pale big hand suddenly spread to his father's neck, in his father's terrified eyes, he twisted Doug Wheel's neck with force.

"Father, you are behind, you don't know what power means. It's a pity, I have seen it." Tobias Wheel picked up the invitation card from the trash can with hot eyes.

...

in a villa.

The boss of the International Gang, Mosheman Heim, squinted at the invitation card that Badi invited someone to send. He had sent a few killers to assassinate Badi, but they were all dead and there was no news.

This Bamulotti is weird. I heard that he has a strong power, and bullets can't penetrate his body.

Finally...he decided to send his son over to the banquet.

...

'Family' meeting.

A rectangular dark red long table, each seat is a rich nobleman, upper class, rich, less than 100 million US dollars fortune, is not qualified to enter here.

If reporters can come here, they will be surprised to find that everyone here has been published in the Metropolis magazine, representing the elites and even leaders of an industry.

There is a lot of discussion here.

"The suicide ghetto hasn't returned to order yet?"

"My antiques still need to be shipped."

"Smuggled goods need interfaces."

"We need to clean up there."

"The suicide ghetto must never have order."

"Put pressure on the police and the government to send in the military to deal with these criminals."

"The killer organization has already refunded. They have damaged five elite killers and are unable to kill the leader of Bamulotti."

"It's really useless, so you still call yourself a killer?"

The black man sitting in the first place was Yada Edge, the head of the banking group and the head of the place. He tapped the table lightly, and the place fell silent.

"We're not a gang, it's just our place to play, don't take it too seriously."

"Since the eyes are too focused there, don't focus too much on the action, lest we be damaged there."

"These worms aren't worth our while."

"I will ask the Assassin Alliance to kill the gang boss, just give the worms a little warning, and let the chaos slowly return to the place again."

Everyone nodded, so be patient, after all, they are all upper-class people, and it is not worth bothering with the bugs below.