Listening to Penguin's greetings, Nygma nodded noncommittally, and then followed Penguin forward slowly.
The two of them had probably not seen each other for a long time. Penguin seemed to have countless things to say. At his position, he had no need to keep the words in his heart, so...
"When did you join Arkham last time, and you took two years of vacation there, right? You left me alone and went to Arkham for vacation. You went too far, Nygma.
During the days when you were away, Gotham was all I was holding on for. The greater the influence of Batman, the more we have to hide. You know this better than I do.
Fortunately, I'm just a businessman, a businessman. I don't have quirks like yours, otherwise I would probably go to Arkham for vacation.
How many times have I been there, six times, right? The longest time I stayed there was one year and three months. It was a ghost.
That mentally ill man even arrested people who were doing business, which was simply too much, but now, he actually exposed his identity and took up the job of the president.
From this point of view, he is really crazy, which is good, as long as Batman has a bad life, I will feel at ease!"
After the words fell, the two walked into the living room. Penguin warmly greeted Nygma and sat on the chair arranged for him.
There is a long table with only four chairs. As for the remaining little brother.
To be honest, they are not qualified to sit at this table.
And Penguin also invited the Joker!
Now even if they were asked to sit aside, they would not dare. Gotham Not everyone is afraid of Batman, but no one is not afraid of the Joker!
However, the Joker hadn't come yet, so Penguin asked Riddler to sit on his left. The two hadn't seen each other for a long time and couldn't stop chatting.
It was not until more than forty minutes later that the arrival of a new guest interrupted their conversation.
Penguin's younger brother opened the door, and suddenly a tough man wearing a bee-colored tights, with weapons all over his body, and a black and white mask on his face walked into the room.
Seeing the sudden arrival of the guests, Penguin's expression suddenly froze.
I saw him staring at the various firearms hanging on the guests, and asked in disbelief.
"How is this possible, Deathstroke, why do you still have weapons?!!"
While shouting in shock, Penguin stood up in surprise.
"Even my men's pistol-shaped cigarette lighters were destroyed by those damn Kryptonians.
How did you leave these things behind? Did you plate your weapons with lead just like the Joker said?!!"
"Haha..."
Listening to Penguin's shocked question, Deathstroke shook his head disdainfully.
"It's just a few firearms. Give me time and I can make them myself. Don't tell me you don't have your own weapons production line."
"Of course I do, but the production line has also been destroyed. Don't think that everyone has the same mobility as you. Not everyone can create these things on you with their bare hands in a few days!!!"
Looking at the two micro punches on Deathstroke's back waist, Penguin really admired him. In the past, he only knew that Deathstroke was a loner but was particularly good at killing people.
But now, Deathstroke is obviously not only good at killing people, he is also good at ensuring that all his methods of killing people are continued perfectly.
He is worthy of being the most famous mercenary and lone ranger in the world, the top villain who has defeated Batman many times!
Looking at Deathstroke and Penguin at this time, they suddenly felt sad.
After thinking about it, he slowly sat back in his chair.
Deathstroke came to the opposite side of Penguin unceremoniously and sat down with a golden sword.
At the same time, Penguin spoke again.
"There are really not many opportunities for us to sit together, if all we have to deal with is Batman...
No, there is no need to call him Batman now, just call him Bruce·Wayne.
Fortunately, we have been helping him keep the secret, and now he has exposed his identity himself. This is not a superhero at all!
Anyway..."
Penguin was silent for a moment and shook his head.
"If we only have to deal with Bruce·Wayne, then our current lineup, plus the upcoming circus member.
If it were just Batman, I would really have a lot more confidence."
As soon as he finished speaking, Riddler beside him nodded with a cold face.
"I have a general understanding of the current situation, and it seems that the whole world changed five days ago.
With all due respect, I have been staying at Arkham to rest recently. Although there were a lot of explosions in Gotham in the past few days, I really didn't pay attention to the cause of the explosion. After all, this is Gotham. What day will Gotham not explode?
But I really didn't expect that in just five days, the whole world would be turned upside down.
Batman stood up, Wayne no longer wore his funny mask and performed the comedy of heroes and villains with us.
He abandoned us, He actually let us go!
But he is not qualified to make such a decision!
You, me, Deathstroke, and countless people in this city, we all have an eternal hatred for Batman.
Now he has stopped and left, turning to the stage to become the master of the world and a follower of God?!
No matter what you think, I will never allow his behavior!
Never!"
Bang!!!
Riddler slapped Penguin's table hard. This action made Deathstroke opposite him take out his dagger out of boredom and gently trim his nails.
Seeing Deathstroke's disdainful actions, Riddler gritted his teeth and glared fiercely.
"Deathstroke, what can say inappropriate things at the right time and do the right things at the wrong time?!!"
"Haha, put away your riddles, idiot.
Do you think I am Batman? I am not in the mood to play such a game with you."
Deathstroke sneered disdainfully, and Nygma's expression suddenly turned ugly.
And just when the two were about to have a conflict, Penguin interrupted their tit-for-tat confrontation.
I saw Penguin patting the table lightly and growling.
"While you are boringly stimulating each other, it is best to think about the true God standing behind Wayne and the hundreds of thousands of Kryptonian.
Almost every one of those Kryptonians is Superman, damn it!
Think about our enemies, and then decide whether we should send each other to death directly, lest we have to face the difficulties of hundreds of thousands of Superman standing in front of us in the future!!!"
Along with Penguin's roar, Nygma raised his head with a fierce expression and made a disdainful sound.
Deathstroke gently raised his eyelids and then continued to trim his nails.
Seeing the two people who had finally calmed down, Penguin shook his head and turned his attention to the open door of the living room.
"Why hasn't the Joker arrived yet? Although I don't want to admit it, he is indeed the most playful and resourceful person in this city.
Tsk tsk, doesn't he plan to come over?"
Following Penguin's words, the figure gradually walking towards the door in the distance became increasingly clear, but just like Penguin said, the new guest was not the Joker.
The man was wearing a particularly unique suit. The left half of the suit was particularly neat and neat, while the right half was as tattered as if it had been burned by flames.
What's even more horrifying is his face. The left side of his face is normal, his profile looks particularly handsome, and his hair is neatly combed back.
But the right side of his face...
Not only was there no hair on the right side of his face, but his exposed scalp and face were all covered with pits and pits that had been burned by the fire.
Everything makes him look like a fusion of angel and devil!
Seeing this person, Penguin shook his head.
"I didn't invite you, you hypocritical lunatic who leaves everything to fate, Two-Face!"
"Aha, my old friend Cobblepot!"
Two-Face didn't care about Penguin's ridicule. He just smiled coldly and then naturally sat down opposite Penguin.
After sitting down, he continued to play with the coins in his hand and whispered softly.
"Of course you won't invite me, but the one who invited me is the Joker, and there are many others invited by him like me, many, many!!!
But before we actually get together, there is one thing I want to say first. The Joker has some new things to be busy with, and I'm afraid he won't be able to get through it for a while.
So, we can chat for a while."
"Huh?
He is very busy?
What is he busy with?!"
Penguin muttered in dissatisfaction, and the Joker in his mouth that caused his dissatisfaction...
Gotham In the wealthy area, Catwoman, who brought Barbara back to the secret base, finally pushed Barbara and stopped in his living room.
Right in front of her field of vision, sitting on the sofa opposite Poison Ivy, was a figure that made Barbara stiffen all over.
The man's face was covered in paint, and there were particularly obvious scars on both sides of his mouth.
That person is the Joker!
Before Catwoman could ask, the Joker stood up with a funny smile on his face when he saw the two people coming back.
I saw him taking a strange, funny and elegant step like a stage step, gently coming to Barbara and Catwoman and greeting them.
"Look who this is, my sweetheart, are the girls all together today?"
"Tsk, tsk, why would a big shot like you come to my lair where cats roam?"
Catwoman responded with a smile, and then pushed Barbara away calmly. After all, the Joker was not someone she could deal with.
Seeing Catwoman and Barbara's vigilance, the Joker chuckled, and the paint on his face suddenly became even more comical.
With a heart-stopping sense of humor, the Joker looked at Catwoman and explained with regret on his face.
"The Joker is always not welcome..."
After the words fell, he raised his eyelids and laughed like a maniac.
"But I'm not here just to be welcomed by you.
But, someone stole my favorite toy.
I lost something and I want to find her, so I came to you, kitten~.
No one knows a thief better than another thief, right~"
Having said this, the Joker put his fingers into his mouth, pulled at the corners of his mouth, and gave Selina a sad smile.
Then, he pulled out his saliva-stained fingers and continued.
"My girl was stolen, Harley Quinn was stolen, haha...
The world is in chaos now, and no one can help me find her, so, kitten, can I hire you to steal her back?
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