My days as an armor warrior in DC Comics

As the saying goes, one thing defeats another. Commissioner Gordon, who is as strong as steel when facing criminals, can be said to be humble when facing his own daughter.

"Dad, this is my job. You can't really sit in a wheelchair all day like a disabled person!"

Barbara talked about her disability, which hit her old father's fragile heart. He sighed and said nothing more.

"I'm calling you because I have something serious to discuss. Dick and the others want to negotiate peace with the gangs and want to use the Gotham Police Station as a venue for negotiations. Do you agree?"

Barbara thinks this is a good thing, and her father has no reason to disagree.

But Gordon pondered for a while and asked, "Dick really asked you to ask me about this?"

Barbara was startled: "Why do you ask that?"

"I have been dealing with people from the Bat Family for many years. Don't I still know what Dick is like? That kid is just a fool. The thought of negotiating peace with the gangs does not even occur in his mind."

The phone was on and everyone present could hear it clearly, and Dick was even more embarrassed.

It's not that Gordon was wrong, but he was absolutely right. What he was thinking about from beginning to end was how to kill the Penguins and negotiate peace. Dick had never thought about such things!

Qi Ping waved to Barbara, took the phone, and said: "Director Gordon, do you remember me? We just met not long ago!"

Gordon's tone instantly became serious, "It turns out that you are the instigator of everything tonight. What I'm saying is, that boy Dick can do it alone, but let him plan such a large-scale operation, he is not that capable yet! "

"Unknown sir, why are you making such a big fuss!"

"Peace!"

"After you brazenly attacked the headquarters of all the major gangs in Gotham, you still said you were for peace?"

"Mr. Director, you have to admit that most of the time, violence is the basis for maintaining peace!"

During the brief conversation, Qi Ping and Gordon understood each other's attitudes.

Without much hesitation, Gordon agreed to borrow the venue, "But I have another request. The documents you negotiate with the other party must be backed up by the police!"

"Of course!" Qi Ping agreed: "You are the host, and you should know what is happening on your own territory. Besides, the text of the negotiation is not a secret, and I had no intention of hiding it."

"Thank you again Director Gordon for your strong support. I will contact you as soon as I get on the line with the gang."

Qi Ping hung up the phone with Gordon, and Tim and the others stretched themselves: "Ah, I'm so exhausted tonight, it's time to go rest now!"

"Thank you for your hard work tonight, go and get some rest! There will be other work to do tomorrow."

Tim and the others left, but Dick stayed.

Qi Ping looked at him strangely and said, "Aren't you going to rest?"

"Do you really remember that I have no brains? Negotiations may be over with just one mouth. If you want to convince those people, you must at least come up with a reasonable document!"

Dick pushed the wheelchair to the desk, and Sam also came at this time.

"Fair, I see the lights aren't out yet, so I know you're still working! If there's anything I can do to help, just ask."

Qi Ping looked at the two of them with a smile on his face: "Okay! I will set the general terms of the negotiation plan, Dick will complete the specific details, and Sam will understand the gangsters' ideas and polish the final language so that the other party can accept it!"

"it is good!"

"no problem!"

With that said, the three people started working, first drafting a plan, then revising it again, and it wasn't until dawn that they came up with a satisfactory final draft!

"Ah! I'm going to rest first!"

Sam yawned and fell asleep directly on the table.

Qi Ping held Dick's arm and asked him to hand over the True Summoner first.

"Why are you so stingy all of a sudden?" Dick said, returning the summoner to Qi Ping.

"It's not that I'm stingy!" Qi Ping said, playing with Tru Summoner: "It's just that this armor was severely damaged before and hasn't been repaired yet. It's useless for you to take it."

"What's the matter? Give me the blueprint. I have the resources of the Wayne Group and I will definitely be able to repair it faster than you!"

After Xi Dick said this, he raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "You don't believe me?"

"If I didn't trust you, I wouldn't leave the port to you to protect."

Qi Ping coaxed Dick with one sentence, and then explained: "I don't trust other people in Wayne Group. If you want to mobilize resources, it will inevitably attract other people's attention. Under my all-pervasive investigation, how long can you keep a secret. "

"The Tru Armor is not only a super-era technology on Earth, but it is also quite unique. Once its blueprints are obtained by careerists, do you guarantee that they will not apply these technologies to war machines?"

Dick was silent. After getting to know Qi Ping, he improved a lot, but he also felt a deep sense of powerlessness, a feeling of powerlessness against the whole world alone.

Especially after realizing that Wayne Group is likely to be an obstacle to realizing his wish, he feels even more powerless.

"Okay! Anyway, the armor is yours, and it's your business how you control it!"

Dick suddenly became frustrated, and his answer was feeble.

Qi Ping thought for a while and then spoke hesitantly: "Dick, I think there are some things..."

"It's better not to talk about some things. If we talk about it, we won't even be friends anymore!"

Dick spoke first, blocking all Qi Ping's words.

"Okay! After the armor is repaired, I may have to remodel it, and then I will need to borrow something from you!"

"You're welcome!" Dick rolled his eyes helplessly.

"You, the one who gives me money, don't care. Why am I, the one who spends money, so polite?"

Qi Ping ended the conversation between the two with a smile, and then they fell asleep directly on the table.

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"Damn it, I fell into the hands of a bunch of country bumpkins!"

This scene is playing out in almost every Gotham boss's office. Those all-powerful bosses smash anything they touch, beat anyone they see, and use everything to vent their anger.

The reason was the email sent by Qi Ping yesterday. After these bosses understood what happened, they lost their temper.

One night, their nest was attacked, they were attacked on the way back, and now they were threatened by a guy who didn't know where they came from.

How can these bosses, who always have their eyes above their heads and determine the life and death of others, swallow this breath?

But after calming down, the superior instinct prompted them to start coldly considering interests, and finally suppressed the anger in their hearts.

To put it bluntly, Gotham is not the only one company now. If they don't go, if their rivals go and reach an agreement with the port and can purchase goods at will, then they will suffer a big loss.

As for taking the initiative to attack, it is even more impossible. As soon as they send troops, other old opponents will definitely swarm up and demolish his hometown.

After weighing the pros and cons, the boss made the same decision one after another, and either threatened or responded to the request in a friendly way to agree to the appointment.