American comics: Enlightenment in Arkham, Ascension to Homelander

Italy, Sicily.

Just mentioning the place name will make people think of the place of the Godfather.

Carmine Falcone lay on the bed tiredly, looking at the ceiling with blank eyes.

When he was the King of Gotham, even if he suffered from cancer, the cancer could not easily defeat his belief in being the King of Gotham.

But now, after losing his identity as the King of Gotham and being forced to leave Gotham.

In less than a month, Carmine weakened rapidly.

Because his spirit was completely gone.

Neither Downton's genes were obtained, nor the family's internal cancer research yielded any staged results.

The most important thing is that after leaving the hell city of Gotham and changing the water and soil, Carmine felt like a fish out of water even in his dreams.

Difficult to move!

It is obvious that the Falcone family is very powerful in Sicily.

Obviously the family's losses were not too great, and the wealth was transferred quite quickly.

But he just felt like he had lost everything!

Why……

Carmine let out a melancholy breath, but just as he was breathing heavily, his son suddenly walked into his room.

Seeing that Alberto was high-spirited but still couldn't hide his worried eyes, Carmine quickly adjusted his breathing and forced some energy out of his face.

"Alberto, my son."

Looking at his son who was approaching the hospital bed, Falcone showed a majestic smile and said.

"I am not the emperor of the East, and my children do not need to see me every morning.

Most importantly, I don't want to hear the suggestion of returning to Gotham ever coming out of your mouth again! "

Carmine's tone was a little more stern. In recent times, Alberto's desire to return to Gotham has been particularly strong.

In the past, when Carmine himself did not leave Gotham, Alberto had no interest in Gotham.

But after he fled Gotham in a hurry, Alberto became very competitive and ambitious towards the city of Gotham.

This is definitely not a good thing. The Gotham of today is no longer the Gotham of the past.

Compared with the chaotic city of the past, Gotham now is more like a kingdom of God.

The Kingdom of the Evil God Downton!

Even Wayne, the real master of Gotham, bowed to Downton's rule.

Even Luther, the rising upstart in Metropolis, has joined Downton's team.

Downton himself was not only as powerful as a god, but also possessed the determination and ruthlessness of a true god. In one fell swoop, he cleansed the Court of Owls, an ancient organization, and cleaned up Gotham's superstructure!

At this time, don't say that you are just the patriarch of a gangster family.

Even if he were the President of the United States, he just wanted to kneel down and talk when he saw Downton. How could he allow Alberto to return to that city with all his ambitions?

He had already lost a daughter in Gotham, and he didn't want to lose another son in that damn place!

Thinking of this, Carmine looked at Alberto with an even sharper look.

Facing Carmine's cold gaze, Alberto's heartstrings trembled and he breathed two minutes faster.

But even so, he still took a deep breath and tried to calm down and said to Carmine.

“Father, I don’t understand why you stopped me from going back there.

You obviously know very well that we are no longer the rulers of Gotham, and the purpose of my going there is not to compete with the unconquerable great beings like the revenants.

It's just that Gotham has lost 90% of its upper class. Gotham's current economic architecture is completely deformed with the top layer missing!

As long as we are willing to go back there at a time like this, we can easily get some things that we have almost never been able to get our hands on in the past.

Whether it is the areas of people's livelihood that were once blocked by Gotham's upper class, or the various businesses under the Gotham sun that we were unable to intervene in the past.

As long as we go back, we can get those immediately, and such huge benefits are worth the risk..."

"Shut up, Alberto!"

Carmine interrupted Alberto abruptly, and an extremely fierce look appeared on his face.

The change in expression implicated the three scars on his face, and the pain caused by the scars also made his expression become more ferocious.

Carmine doesn't treat his son with the same tenderness he treats his daughter.

Feeling the strong ferocity in his father's body, Alberto's body froze, and everything he planned to continue saying was forgotten in his mind.

At the same time, Carmine spoke to Alberto as dignified as possible after coughing twice.

"You know, Alberto, we just escaped Gotham!

Remember, it’s escape, and escape often comes with a price!

Your sister gave her life there, and my life almost stayed there. Even the scars on my face have not healed yet!

It’s a dangerous place out there. The more there are blue ocean industries you call waiting for competition, the more chaotic and fierce the competition will be!

Because everything you want to fight for, if it's not worth a lot of big shots competing for, then it's not worth fighting for!

And we, haha, we are no longer the big shots in Gotham! "

"so what?"

Listening to his father's warning, Alberto took a deep breath, then mustered up the courage to speak to Carmine.

"Father, we are not big shots in Gotham, but do we have to lose our pioneering spirit!

If Gotham completely loses the blue ocean of superstructure, it is worth a try even if we start from scratch, not to mention that our family still has a considerable number of old teammates and old friends in Gotham who can support each other!

I am willing to fight for the future of the family, even at the cost of my life, and I am only worried that I don't have such an opportunity!

Father, I have put life and death aside, but you are still unwilling to give me a chance!"

At this point, Alberto simply sat on the edge of the bed and raised his hand to grab Carmine's hand.

Feeling his father's palm that was not as strong as before, Alberto's heart trembled, and his eyes could not hide the gleam of light.

On the bed, looking at the gleam in his son's eyes, Carmine sneered in his heart and felt a little lonely.

My son, you are not in the right place to cultivate your energy in front of your own biological father, and you dare to shout shamelessly that you started from scratch?

But when your father was your age and really started from scratch, he could serve others without changing his expression even when facing a powerful enemy who killed several of his family members!

Do you know what it means to really start from scratch?

Thinking of this, Carmine slightly tightened his palm and grabbed Alberto's hand.

But just when he wanted to say something, the door of the ward opened again, and Carmine's paralegal walked in.

"Boss."

The intellectual female lawyer adjusted her glasses and came to Carmine and Alberto with her mobile phone.

After a calm glance at Alberto, she handed the phone to Carmine and whispered.

"It's a call from Gotham, and the number is one of the numbers used by Victor Zass."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Carmine's muscles tightened, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes instantly.

Somehow, although Carmine was still lying on the hospital bed, Alberto always felt that his father was alive again at this moment!

Or, just hearing the news from Gotham, his father regained a considerable degree of vitality!

Carmine grabbed the phone, and he squeezed Alberto's hand with more force, and Alberto's hand was numb!

While Alberto quickly pulled out his right hand, Carmine said to the lawyer and Alberto while holding the phone.

"Go out."

"Okay, father."

"Yes, boss."

Alberto and the lawyer left one after another, and after they left the ward, they couldn't help but exchange glances.

After a brief eye contact, a trace of red glow appeared behind the lawyer's ears, and Alberto showed a meaningful smile.

At the same time, in the ward.

When the door was closed, Carmine answered the phone and took a deep breath.

After exhaling the turbid air, he spoke to the phone in a natural and warm voice.

"Victor, I'm glad to receive your call. Your call can inject a lot of strength into me on the sickbed."

"Haha, Carmine Laoden, although Victor is right next to me, I am not Victor!

So... Laoden, guess who I am?"

"Uh..."

Listening to the frivolous voice coming from the phone, Carmine swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and responded with a wry smile.

"Okay, Mr. Wraith, I didn't expect you to call me.

So, is there anything I can do to help you?

If there is, please tell me what I can do for you before I am defeated by cancer.

If I die, it will be too late, Mr. Wraith."

Speaking of this, Carmine couldn't help laughing.

Although Downton's power is much stronger than his, Carmine still regards Downton as his true heir in his heart!

On the one hand, Downton is his son-in-law. Even if Selina has a grudge against him, the blood connection is unbreakable.

On the other hand, Downton is the king of Gotham today, and he was the king of Gotham in the past!

On this point alone, even if Downton does not have god-like power, Falcone's impression of Downton will be better than those of his ambitious stupid sons and stupid daughters.

Even if Downton looks down on him like the sky, it does not prevent him from considering Downton as a confidant in his heart!

On the other side of the phone, hearing Carmine's particularly energetic words, Downton grinned and then took a step forward.

One step later, the fire flickered, and Downton, holding a mobile phone, immediately appeared in front of Carmine's bed.

Looking at the sudden appearance of Downton in astonishment, Carmine couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and then spoke to the phone with a helpless face.

"So... why did you call me?"

"I called you just to remind you of me, Lao Deng, otherwise I was afraid you would forget me, haha!"

Tangton laughed and hung up the phone, and as he put the phone in his pocket, the door of the ward behind him was pushed open.

"Damn, who are you!"

Alberto, who had returned, pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Tangton, but before Carmine could stop him, Tangton turned around and cursed.

"Get out!"

"Okay..."

The moment he saw Tangton clearly, Alberto's hands trembled and the pistol almost fell to the ground.

He took two steps back in panic and squeezed out the bodyguards and legal assistants who followed him.

"Everyone, follow me out. Don't go into the ward. That guest is the ghost, the ghost of Gotham!"

"The ghost?!!"

"Ah!"

"Mom!"

"Oh my God!"

"Damn it!"

Noisy fears came one after another. After all, this is the Falcone family. Even if their family members leave Gotham, they will not miss any news from Gotham.

Especially after hearing that the ghost came, they were almost scared to death!

After all, the ghost cleaned up all the upper-class people in Gotham, and although their Falcone family left, they are still considered upper-class people in Gotham!

Could it be that the ghost is also here to clean them up? ? ?

While countless bodyguards and family members were discussing in fear, Donton came to the front of the bed and sat down.

"Hiss!!!"

Falcone quickly withdrew his right hand, and Donton almost broke his right hand.

While he was still in shock, Donton patted his chest and smiled.

"Tsk tsk, Old Deng, your health is not good.

I remember you were in the middle stage of lung cancer before, how come you are in the late stage in less than a month? Your condition is deteriorating too fast. Are you trying to ascend to heaven by relying on cancer cells?

Don't be funny, Old Deng, cancer cells are not something you can raise as a poison. There is no future in raising them~"

"Uh..."

Listening to Downton's teasing, Falcone took a depressed breath.

"Down..."

He rolled his eyes and grabbed Downton's wrist.

"Don't joke with me, an old guy who is about to meet Satan. What on earth do you want to talk to me about?

I know your previous feats. You are the first person I know who has completely cleaned up the Court of Owls.

So, are you here to kill me to silence me?

Because you suspect that I am one of them?

Or am I, a former upper-class Gothamite, still on your Death Note even if I leave Gotham?"

"How could that be, old friend? I am not good at fighting in my life, but I am good at resolving fights.

How could I cross half the world to kill you? On the contrary, I am here to give you good news!"

Tonton chuckled and grabbed Carmine Old Deng's hand.

After shaking his hand up and down twice, Tonton continued to speak to Falcone in an exaggerated manner.

"Congratulations, Falcone. I and my organization have decided to rehire you!

You know, old buddy, after I killed all the upper echelons of Gotham, Gotham is really short of talent.

Especially excellent villains like us two!

The Court of Owls covers almost 90% of the super villain teams in Gotham City in the early days, so after they are all dead, I really can't find anyone suitable to manage the current Dead Soul Party and Gotham's night!"

Speaking of this, Donton smiled and patted Falcone's shoulder, and by the way, raised his hand to stroke his eyelids, so that the old man's shocked eyes looked less shocked.

And Falcone, he took a deep breath in thought, and then asked.

"Is it because Ozwald has focused on the mayoral election?"

"Yes, old man."

"But since the talents in the dark choose to jump out to the sun to serve as mayors, have you ever thought about selecting talents from the sun to give back to Gotham's night?"

"I have thought about it. For example, I admire a young man who has just joined the prosecutor in New Mexico.

But I thought about it carefully. Let the white road manage the Gotham underworld. Isn't that fucking weird!

In short, Carmine, since I'm here, you have to come out of the mountain for me no matter what. I won't do the trick of visiting the thatched cottage three times!

So, stop talking and give me a rehire, Lao Deng!"