Gotham Dark Godfather

By the way, Penguin was in a very bad situation at this time.He knew that he had been sneak-attacked, hit by a blow dart, and soon fell into the scarecrow's endless fear poison.But despite this, this fat man with an unattractive appearance prides himself on having a firm mind and is ready to bite the bullet and resist the opponent's hallucination attack.

After all, the ventriloquist is in his hands, and with just a little bit of force, he can disembowel this guy and tear him into minced meat.

To put it simply, Penguin planned to kill the scourge of Scarface no matter what, and then make plans.

But when he was about to strike with murderous intent, he suddenly discovered that what he was holding in his hand was no longer the useless old man with Scarface, but a childish child with a livid face, glaring at him viciously.

"Copper, what do you want to do to kill me again?"

And almost at the same time, two hands stretched out from the solid asphalt road, grabbed the Penguin's thigh, and a cold voice said:

"My brother, I just killed a few birds you raised. You don't have to push me into the ice cave. Do you know how cold it is in the glacier in winter? Come and try this feeling."

What surprised the Penguin even more was that a child with only half a body crawled toward him miserably, dragging its bloody intestines.

"You keep saying that you are the only successor of this family, but if you had not caused me to get into a car accident, I would still be the eldest son of Oswald's family and would have completed the task of revitalizing the family long ago. Where would it be your turn?" This piece of shit is wasting his time here."

The Penguin stared at all this in stunned silence. The three terrifying and ferocious children in front of him were his three brothers.Because of his ugly appearance, he had been bullied and tortured by these three guys since he was a child. They even killed all his most cherished birds.In the end, the Cobot faction couldn't bear it anymore and used a trick to send the children of the Oswald family to the cemetery of their ancestors.Moreover, outsiders could not see the flaws at all, thinking it was just food poisoning, a traffic accident, or accidentally falling into a glacier while skating.Details can be found in the DC Comics Penguin: Pain and Prejudice 2011 short story

It’s hard to imagine how a young Penguin could do such a thing so seamlessly that it didn’t arouse suspicion.

"Huh huh huh, it turns out this is the so-called fear gas, that's all." The Penguin lowered his head and sneered.It was like watching some funny humor show.

"I thought there would be some special hallucinations, but I didn't expect that it was just some unpleasant memories of my childhood. Thanks to you, I was able to have the opportunity to see these brothers again, and also gave me the opportunity to kill these nasty slugs again. Kill again"

As soon as he finished speaking, Penguin roared, raised his umbrella, and started shooting at these brothers.

"Hahahaha you bastards, you have been bullying me since I was a kid and not allowing me to use the toilet at home, but when I went to the box-type mobile toilet, you deliberately overturned it and killed my precious bird." Those hateful pieces of trash who deliberately bullied me with outsiders during the football game, you are not my nightmare at all, but the bastards that I will never forgive. I will kill you hundreds of times."

As the Penguin roared, the bullets from the umbrella machine gun continued to be released, tearing the brothers in front of him into pieces.Anyway, even if it is a phantom, the Penguin is surrounded by opponents. If he simply goes on a killing spree and eliminates all the phantoms and thugs in front of him, there is no need to worry about the possibility of accidental injury.

The angry Penguin fired wildly and did not stop until the bullets ran out. The entire umbrella turned red. The excessive temperature caused wisps of green smoke to continuously emit from it, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

However, even so, Penguin still had no intention of giving up. He was holding an umbrella, breathing heavily, scanning the chaotic surroundings with ferocious eyes, and cursed viciously:

"Isn't it just an illusion? Keep going. Don't joke about fear. I have never experienced anything until today. I have to play with you until the end."

Just when the Penguin Cobots were full of murderous intent, they heard a voice that was so familiar to their bones that they said in a sad tone:

“Oh my God, my