Gotham Dark Godfather

It is said that the ventriloquist is bandaged now and his life is not in danger for the time being.Scarface naturally regained his energy. When he saw a group of people beating up the penguin with a dementia-like face, he was immediately overjoyed. He stood on the sidelines and gesticulated and drank:

"Don't leave me alone, beat him hard, let this wretched fat man have a taste of his power. Someone go over and take his umbrella. I wonder if he has any ability to survive the waves this time."

This time, Scarface didn't dare to make a fuss. No matter how fiercely he cursed, he didn't get even half a step closer. Maybe he was afraid that the Penguin would do something wrong again, so in his current state, I'm afraid he really couldn't beat this guy. Get up and fight the scumbag fat man.

The scarecrow on the side looked like the old god was there and boasted nonchalantly:

"Looking at your appearance, there is no need to worry so much. If you are poisoned by my nerve gas, you will only fall into an endless world of hallucinations and never be able to escape. The current Penguin is just a body without a soul. Even if you take it If you light up the sky lanterns, you will look very happy."

Although Scarecrow's words were ridiculous, Scarface remained unmoved and kept urging the boys to snatch Penguin's umbrella, as if only by taking this thing away could he feel a little more at ease.

Unexpectedly, just when the thugs touched the umbrella, they found that the eyes of the Penguin, who had just looked stupid just now, had regained their luster, but what was revealed in those eyes was indeed endless sadness and disappointment.

"Sure enough, all this is an illusion. It is impossible for my mother to come back from the dead." Penguin murmured to himself, while two lines of tears slowly flowed from his eyes. It was impossible to describe the vicissitudes of life, as if in a short time He seems to have aged several years.

Seeing that the Penguin had regained consciousness, the younger brother who had been beating him around was so frightened that he took a few steps back and fell to the ground. Apparently, the previous killing spree was still imprinted in everyone's minds, so they saw the fat man recover. When I came over, I was so scared that I didn’t know what to do.

The Scarecrow, who was so arrogant just now, was also surprised, scratched his head and exclaimed:

"It's impossible. There's no reason why someone would regain consciousness after being hit by my fear gas. Something went wrong."

Scarface didn't care about this. He kicked the scarecrow away angrily and shouted at his men:

"You idiots, don't be frightened by this fat man. His umbrella is out of bullets. There are so many of you, even if Batman comes over, it's enough to tear it into pieces, so don't be a coward and get up here."

Under Scarface's coercion, the thugs gradually regained their momentum and began to tentatively surround the Penguin. At least they surrounded the fat man tightly, grinning like a hyena, and might attack at any time.

"Hey~ You're really stubborn." Penguin sneered, holding his umbrella, stood up, dusted off his tuxedo, and said with a disdainful smile: "How can you be so sure that there are no bullets in my umbrella? As we all know, the US military's It is customary to install grenade launchers on 6 rifles to destroy bunkers and provide fire support, and I happen to have this hobby of modifying gun barrels.”

As Penguin spoke, he pressed the switch on the umbrella, and heard a sound of gears rotating from the umbrella ribs, just like the feeling of a revolver automatically switching roulette wheels.At the tip of the umbrella, the originally small barrel fell down, revealing a black hole with a larger caliber, glowing with an eerie light, and appeared coldly in front of everyone's eyes.

Scarface gasped when he saw it. The Penguin's umbrella was like a Swiss Army knife, and there was always something to take out.Looking at the black muzzle under the umbrella, I was immediately frightened to death, and for a moment I didn't know what to do.

"You bastards, go to hell," Penguin yelled, and pulled the trigger toward the crowd in one direction.

When the thugs saw the umbrella pointed at them, they didn't have the guts to confront the howitzer. They quickly spread their legs and ran away, only regretting that their parents had lost two legs.

Only the Scarecrow who was kicked over just now saw the problem. The Penguin hated Scarface to the core. If there was a grenade, theoretically it should be fired in his own direction. Why was it aimed at the crowd in the alley? This was completely inconsistent. Conventionally, there can only be one explanation, and that is that there is no grenade in this umbrella.

I got it