American comics: This guy is crazy

"Shet, it's so late, I'm going back to the spring."

Allen raised his hand to look at the non-existent watch on his wrist, and immediately jumped off the rooftop with his bicycle on his shoulders.

Everyone in the Bat Family fell into silence as they looked at the figures echoing among the tall buildings.

"Father, who is he?" Damian asked.

The emergence of such a powerful person in Gotham City is always a destabilizing factor, so preparations must be made in advance.

One day the other party falls into darkness, it will be a disaster for them.

"His deeds are a bit incredible..."

Bruce looks up at the full moon and recalls the experience of Silent Hill.

…

"I'm back."

Allen rode back to Arkham Asylum and shouted from the iron gate to the watchtower.

Not long after, the iron door opened, and a team of guards came out surrounding Dean Kuixi.

"Alan, are you having fun? Don't sneak out next time." Dean Kuisi said calmly.

"Watch your words, I'm fighting crime."

Allen did not forget to give Dean Quasi a leftover sandwich and said, "This is for you as a midnight snack. I'll wash up and go to bed first."

As soon as he entered the lunatic asylum, Allen walked to his single room with ease, took out a clean hospital gown and went to the shower room. He felt as if he was going home.

"Dean, should you put him in a closed room?"

Dean Kuisi looked at the proposed deputy and glared angrily, and said angrily: "Don't use your imagination, there is a secret hidden in Allen."

"He's just a psychopath," the deputy said reluctantly.

"Let him be happy."

Dean Quasi has received the latest orders from Fury and Amanda, and he can only pay attention to Allen.

If he is good at making his own decisions, he might be able to figure out what happened. According to the current behavior of the Sky Eye Society and S.H.I.E.L.D., he might be able to do it without anyone noticing.

"Lock the bike first."

However, Dean Kuisi was very worried about Allen stealing his bicycle and did not forget to remind him: "Use the thickest chain."

In the morning, the first ray of sunlight shines through the window, ushering in a new day.

"My bike!"

Dean Quasi's angry roar echoed throughout Arkham Asylum.

I originally thought about going home, taking a shower and changing clothes, but when I walked to where the car was parked, I found that the thick car lock only locked one tire, and the entire car body was missing.

I checked Allen's room immediately and found no trace of him.

At this moment, on the road leading to Gotham City.

Allen was riding a bicycle and said leisurely: "Who said you need two wheels to ride a bicycle? One wheel can't help me, Ghost Rider attacks."

…

In a warehouse at the Gotham docks.

Cobblepot the Penguin and Edward the Riddler, the best partners, gathered together after regaining their freedom and summoned former Penguin Gang men for a meeting.

The Penguin, who was once the King of Gotham, still has charisma and can easily win over a group of enterprising vagrants.

Unfortunately, the Clown Gang has been in the limelight recently, sweeping away the underground gangs and making them unable to raise their heads, so Edward proposed to stay away from the spotlight for the time being.

Little do they know that the full plan has fallen into the ears of Nightwing, who is lurking on the rooftop.

Recently, Gotham City seems to be calm on the surface, but in fact there is an undercurrent. Bruce is too busy running around, so he asks Nightwing and others to come back to help.

"The Clown Gang has several strongholds under its control. As long as we launch a surprise attack and steal the traded goods, we will cut off the Clown Gang's source of funds. At the same time, we can secretly contact the buyers to replace them."

The Riddler wrote several locations on a blackboard and talked to a group of his men.

In the Penguin Gang, Edward serves as the dog-headed strategist, specializing in providing advice and is the second-in-command.

Penguin nodded frequently as he listened, the admiration in his eyes undisguised.

According to rumors, the private relationship between the two is unclear, and it is a friendship between zero and one.

Bang!

A humanoid silhouette emerged from the warehouse door.

Amidst the rising dust, the person coming made a tail flick on the spot.

"Hands up, men stand on the left, women stand on the right, and neither men nor women stand in the middle."

Allen positioned the wheelbarrow on his crotch, put his hands on his hips and added: "You have been surrounded by me alone."

Before entering the city, Allen made a special trip to Wayne Manor.

Unfortunately, Bruce was out and asked the butler Afu to tell him to go to the dock to assist Nightwing.

After walking around outside, Allen couldn't find anyone, so he simply took action himself.

"Alan!"

As soon as Edward saw Allen's fighting spirit, he was still upset about his failure in the last riddle competition. Today he finally had a chance to take revenge.

"Dehua, you can recognize my new look as the Whip Woman. You are indeed the enemy who knows me best."

Allen walked leisurely in front of the criminals.

Everyone on the other side has already reached for their weapons. As long as the Penguin gives an order, they will immediately be covered with fire and fired into a sieve.

Nightwing is hiding on the roof, detonating micro bombs at any time to support his allies.

After all, last night Bruce admitted he was a member of the Bat-Family.

"Alan, before I kill you, I want to have another IQ showdown with you." Edward said solemnly.

In Gotham City, the Riddler sees two people with higher IQs than him.

The first is to capture Batman who he imprisoned in Arkham.

The second is Allen, who has won many riddle contests.

If he killed his opponent by force, Edward would feel deeply ashamed and feel that his proud intelligence could not defeat him, so he resorted to despicable means.

"Dehua, I promise you."

Allen touched his chin and said, "But it's up to me to come up with the question."

"no problem."

Edward's expression was more solemn than ever before, and Penguin could feel his partner's nervousness.

Allen looked at the blackboard and said with a flash of inspiration: "You are planning to take advantage of others. My question is to become the King of Gotham."

What does being a gangster have to do with becoming the King of Gotham?

Not only the criminals were confused.

Even Nightwing, who was hiding on the roof, was filled with questions.

Edward grinned.

This is a question that I have been reviewing in my mind countless times.

Especially during the chaos in Gotham, he will take action to return to the top in one fell swoop.

"Old rule, the loser speaks first."

Edward spoke first to seize the opportunity.

"You say it and I listen."

Allen was like a serious primary school student, waiting very quietly for the Riddler's plan.

Everyone in the audience pricked up their ears, wanting to hear about the grand opportunity to control a city.

Ahem...

Edward cleared his throat and said: "In the current situation, the main opponent is the Clown Gang. They attack its warehouse location to cut off the capital chain, obtain buyer channels to fund the restoration of the Penguin Gang's power, and then control Gotham's underground world through crackdowns and bribery methods. Build a behemoth that the rich are afraid of, coerce and coerce us to support us, and then Cobot will run for mayor, hiring killers during the campaign to eliminate our competitors."

Everyone nodded frequently upon hearing this, which was indeed very consistent with the thinking of criminals.

After hearing this, Yeyi couldn't wait to appear immediately to arrest the criminals.

In order for Penguin to successfully enter the market, many people will die in the process.

"Bauchert."

Allen mocked disdainfully: "What a stupid plan. No wonder Aba can put you in jail time and time again."

"now you."

Although Edward was angry when faced with the ridicule, he wanted to hear the opponent's plan and hope to win justly.

"Little Karami, this crime master Len Ai will teach you what it means to be the worst of the worst."

As he spoke, Allen erased the writing on the blackboard and wrote a word.

"Foot bath?"

We are a gangster. If we open a foot bath shop without selling flour, our colleagues will laugh out loud.

"That's right, open a foot bath to raise funds."

Allen threw away the chalk in his hand, stood with his hands behind his back and pretended to be profound, saying: "Everything starts with money, and money can make a millstone work."

What the hell is this?

We are gangsters and have received basic education in elementary school. We can earn a lot of money by giving foot baths, let alone maintaining the operation of the gang.

"You can't make enough money by running an ordinary foot bath, but the customer base is locked in the elite group. Membership cards start at US$10,000, and we screen out the working class..."

"There is a loophole. The elite are not interested in footbaths. They might as well open a bar which is a bit attractive."

A big man who washes feet offered a counterargument.

Allen turned around slightly and said, "Of course I have considered it."

"The technician fee is ten dollars..."

Having said this, the corners of Edward's mouth turned up involuntarily.

This time it was stable. After spending ten dollars, the store was closed within a week.

"The key is the theme service. You can choose the technician's clothing and the scene of the service."

Allen paused and described: "Imagine you are in a police station environment. Batman kneels to bring you a fruit plate, Batgirl rubs your shoulders, and Batwoman rubs your feet. Do you think it's worth it? .”

At this time, many criminals' eyes flashed.

Looks like there's something going on.

"Of course, the hero theme is one of them. There are many elites who are definitely unhappy at work. They can customize plot scenes, such as a female boss kneeling down to provide services. You can find someone to pretend to be a male boss and let customers vent their grievances by insulting them. The technician wears a secretary uniform. Massage nearby, like light rail, subway, teachers, or in the car, if customers want it, we can satisfy it.”

At this time, a trace of panic appeared on Edward's face, trying hard to find fatal problems in order to overturn the plan.

The criminals listened with great interest, as if a door to a new world had been opened.

The Penguins are considering whether to give it a try.

Nightwing couldn't help but think about calling Red Hood and changing into plain clothes to experience the theme service, but then he gave up. Applying for the card would cost 10,000 US dollars, which he couldn't afford.

"I thought about it."

Edward pointed out excitedly: "How do you respond when you encounter reports and complaints and crackdowns by law enforcement agencies?"

Allen's sarcasm became more intense, as if he was waiting for the Riddler to ask questions.

"Does the theme require actors? Gotham City certainly can't afford them. We recruit a group from homeless areas. They cut their hair, wash their faces, put on a suit, bend over, and say in an authentic British accent, 'Sir, for you. It is an honor to serve. Who doesn’t have a dream of being a British noble?"

This trick is quite destructive. What the elite want is social status and identity. They feel great inner satisfaction and are naturally willing to pay for it.

"An actor earns twenty-five dollars an hour, which is a high-paying job that is squeezed out. When the business becomes big, it will not only generate tax revenue, but also solve the problem of homeless people in Gotham City. If you dare to close the store, you will get hundreds of dollars the next day. The homeless gathered in front of the city hall to demonstrate. At the same time, we arranged for reporters to report on the matter and control the pressure of public opinion to see who dared to destroy our legitimate business without the foresight."

"Under the momentum of public opinion, we announced in front of the media that 20% of our revenue will be invested in charity to establish a positive image. No matter you are a gangster, don't interrupt our growth period and open branches like crazy, one to two, two The family is divided into four companies, and the four companies become sixteen companies... When it reaches a certain scale, it registers and establishes a company, marks the health and wellness field, lists medical stocks, and cuts off a wave of leeks. "

"The first phase is completed. I have more than a billion dollars on hand to invest in the Gotham Police Department. Armored vehicles, helicopters, and body armor are all arranged. According to the standards of the Marine Corps, the main goal is to clean up the crime and return the brother Tan Lang clarifies the world.”

"The Gotham Fund was established to provide free assistance to Gotham citizens who cannot afford medical treatment. This will win over the people and lay the foundation for entering the political arena."

"He casually framed Batman's bloody law enforcement and turned himself into a victim. Hey, hey, hey, we are running for mayor as victims, and the people will definitely support us with both hands and feet."

Allen opened his fingers and slowly clenched them, and said with a evil smile: "Many arrangements support the final step and become the King of Gotham."

Edward slumped in his chair, sweat dripping from his forehead. He had an impeccable plan, but he couldn't find a way to break the situation.

If it can be executed smoothly, without firing a shot, it will lead to the unification of Gotham City and become the uncrowned king.

The criminals looked at Allen and then at Penguin, wondering whether to change their boss to see how other people's plans would be more reliable.

Nightwing, who was eavesdropping, felt his heart pounding.

Brother, which side are you on?

Bang bang bang...

At this time, Penguin clapped his hands, obviously appreciating the other party's plan.

But now it became their plan.

"Dehua, your QQ pet is very special, and it can also clap its hands." Allen looked at the Penguin curiously.

"I'm not a pet, I'm Copot, the former King of Gotham."

The Penguin winked at his men viciously, but everyone turned a blind eye. It seemed that he had a better future by seeking refuge with others.

Bang!

Suddenly, a hole exploded in the roof.

Nightwing fell in the air, and moved to Allen's side in mid-air. He said anxiously: "Baitman, something big has happened."

Allen leaned back in surprise and asked, "Brother, who are you?"

"I, Nightwing, met last night."

Yeyi reminded helplessly.

"Oh..."

Allen said blankly: "I can't remember."

You can’t remember, what the hell, Aonima’s size.

"It's not important. Batman is missing. There has been no contact since midnight last night. I need your help to find him." Nightwing said solemnly.

Bruce's equipment has tracking and contact devices.

After losing contact for so long, they had to pay attention.

"Aba was in trouble, you didn't tell me earlier."

Allen got on his unicycle and said, "Go back to the base for a meeting first."

Bang!

After saying that, Allen rode his bicycle and hit a human silhouette on the gate.

Meanwhile, Nightwing escapes from the roof via a grapple gun.

Everyone in the warehouse has lingering fears. The lair has been targeted for a long time, and some blind negotiations have been carried out.

Bang!

Before everyone could calm down, Allen rode back.

At this time, three outlines had been knocked out of the door.

"Forgot to say something."

Allen rode up next to Edward, patted his shoulder and said, "Gotham is in your hands. You will become the uncrowned king in the future. I will teach you how to run for president."

Bang!

The unbearable door was resolutely shattered by Allen's impact again.