Battle Paradise: Starting from the night of the Uchiha Genocide

Chapter 27 - Big Sticks and Sweet Dates
"Oh, I can tell you clearly..."

At this time, the picture on the big screen changed again, and changed to two locations, one east and one west of Gotham, which were diagonal.

Even though he was in the studio, the clown seemed to have seen the livid-faced people in the Wayne Building. He paused and continued: "A friendly reminder, the cause of all this is Batman~"

"After all, Harvey is Gotham's prosecutor and has the right to govern, but what does Batman have?"

"Don't forget, the police station just gave up their excellent detective because of that old man~"

The clown's words were like pouring a bucket of hot oil on solid ice, and it boiled instantly.

Humans are social creatures, and most people will subconsciously obey the habits or rules of the group.

And now...

The clown turned his head and looked out of the window, from a perspective that ordinary people can't see...

The originally blue sky is now full of lingering black clouds, which are so thick that they seem to be dripping water, and green air is constantly being produced under the black clouds.

Laughing gas, or the negative emotions of human beings.

Restoring the glory of Gotham, improving the performance of the police department and so on are all nonsense.

This is the goal of the clown.

In the dim studio, the figure of the clown became more and more strange.

Humans are indeed creatures that are easily influenced by emotions.

When he is in rage, jealousy, greed... Do you still want him to think calmly?
And these negative emotions are not just produced to see, under the cover of negative clouds, the most primitive desires in people's hearts will be infinitely magnified...

Otherwise, even if it is a clown, it is impossible to make Gotham into such a mess in one day.

In the previous manor, the reason why Guo Dan rashly attacked Su Mu was because what the clown threw was not laughing gas bombs at all, but concentrated negative emotions.

As for why the clown, a plot character, would do this...

Who knows.

……

The landlord of the Wayne Building, the butler A Fu sat on the sofa a little slumped, his eyes were out of focus, and he was not at all energetic.

Angry, annoyed, guilty...

Perhaps there are all of them, obviously arranging for Bruce to go to the airport was arranged by himself, or on a temporary basis.

The only purpose is to keep Bruce safe.

But now, Ah Fu is really hard to understand why Bruce appears here,

Of course, these are not important, the top priority now is how to rescue Bruce.

Just when Ah Fu fell into deep thought about this.

"Crack."

The door of the office was opened, and the person who came in was Gotham's current police chief.

Seeing this, Ah Fu hurriedly stood up from the sofa, without giving the director any time to speak.

"Trouble you, you have to get Bruce. The Wayne Group can't lose him. If you can, get him. Thank you very much."

There was a look of embarrassment on the director's face, "In order to protect you, we gave up Gordon voluntarily. It's not that you don't know the importance of Gordon to Gotham."

"Now the pressure from outside public opinion has intensified. This clown obviously wants to use this to trigger a bigger riot..."

"I do not care!!!"

"Bruce will not allow anything!!!"

The old man who had always been kind was furious at this moment, and he completely lost the calm posture he had before.

As the housekeeper who watched Bruce grow up, in fact, in his eyes, the master was no different from his own.

If something happened to Bruce, it would be hard for the butler to imagine how he would face himself for the rest of his life, and how he would face the dead Thomas and his wife a hundred years later.

Suddenly, the aged butler raised his head and said, "As long as you can save Bruce... don't you desire power?"

"The mayor just died, and now Gotham has become a mess, as long as you can produce Bruce, with the support of the Wayne Group..."

"And...you will also receive the friendship of Gotham's number one chaebol."

The butler's words made the director's eyes narrow slightly, and Sui Zhan smiled, this is what he was waiting for.

Money touches people's hearts, who would refuse small money?

But as the old saying goes, the rich are afraid of the powerful.

what?
You said that it is not easy to make money with power?
Sorry, that's because your rights aren't big enough!
As for the position of mayor, with the support of the Wayne Group, if it is implemented smoothly, will Gotham be his word soon?
Is this bad?

The light called greed flashed in the director's eyes.

However, there is another sentence in the old saying.

Those with power are afraid of those with guns.

Shaking his head slightly, the chief smiled lightly and said, "Mayor~ very tempting conditions."

"But... these things are just a joke in the eyes of you chaebols?"

"Just wait until after this incident, once I do things against your wishes..."

"What is waiting for me then?"

"Assassination?"

"Still wearing a hat?"

Walking slowly to Ah Fu's side, the chief said softly, "Isn't it that I have nothing in the end?"

Yes, our chief is greedy. What he didn't even notice was that under the influence of the clown's negative emotions, his desire was unprecedentedly high.

But one thing, the chief is not stupid, do you think you can get the position of chief of the Gotham Police Department without any skills?
So what if he becomes the mayor?
It takes a lot of effort to handle official business, and even sneaking around for a small amount of money.

what?
You mean Wayne Group friendship?
I'm sorry, it might be useful to change it in normal times, but if you put it in front of your interests...

Pooh, it's not as good as a piece of waste paper.

The director said that even if he wanted to play poker with God on his own initiative, it would probably be difficult to achieve.

After thinking briefly, the director put his arms around Ah Fu's neck and said playfully, "I want...to ask for your shares in the Wayne Group."

What's the point of being a pawn in someone else's hand?
As a chess player, this is the chief's goal.

With shares in the Wayne Group, plus his privileges in the police station, wouldn't this be a good day?
Faced with the director's request, Ah Fu just had a gloomy face, and he was not surprised at all that he coveted the Wayne Group.

After so many years of evolution, Wayne Group has already become a community of interests.

Energy, transportation, mining, infrastructure, technology, medical care, finance, entertainment...

Wayne Group can be said to have grasped the lifeblood of the economy. Although Bruce is the chairman of Wayne Group, after so many years, the functions of various parts of the company are performed by executives.

This... I don't know how many wolves are envious.

Equity is undoubtedly the passport to enter this level.

You look at the so-called Gotham gangsters, who are fighting for millions of dollars, and look at our Master Bruce, who is worth trillions, um, dollars.

If it was a few years before Bruce came back, the director would have dared to make these demands.

A Fu dared to use his own head as a guarantee, and within three days, this guy would be ruined and appear in the sewer of the slum.

but now……

To be honest, Ah Fu actually didn't care much about these shares. The old butler no longer needed these shares to stabilize his position. He wanted Bruce to survive.

However, how to implement it in detail still needs to be considered.

Grabbing the chief's hand wrapped around his neck, he slammed his right hand and threw our greedy chief over his shoulder.

"Bangdang."

As a former agent, even though he was a little older, there was still something behind him.

Ah Fu looked gloomyly at the somewhat embarrassed chief on the ground, and watched quietly, making the chief's heart a little terrified.

After a while, the butler said viciously: "The matter is settled, and there is no problem with your request."

"But if something happens to Bruce..."

"Trust me, your life will be worse than death!!!"

Sweet dates on a stick, well, corny, but it works.

(End of this chapter)