Become a Phantom Thief from the Comic World

"Black Mask, real name Roman Sionis, gang leader, founder of the Mask Society, mentally insane."

"Abilities: Top hand-to-hand combat, superb marksmanship, torture to extract confessions, and mind control."

"Evaluation: Madness has given Black Mask physical strength close to the peak of human beings and criminal talents far beyond ordinary people. He will become one of the underworld overlords that cannot be ignored."

"Black Mask's mind control ability comes from his ebony mask, which can invisibly affect human thinking. Only those with a strong will can avoid this influence."

After activating the Eye of True Seeing, Dean instantly learned the general information about Black Mask.

To his surprise, this black mask actually had super powers!

Moreover, it is a mental ability that is invisible, intangible, and extremely troublesome to deal with.

No wonder so many vicious and lawless criminals in Black Gate Prison are willing to hang out with Black Mask. In addition to the same interests, I am afraid that this ability also takes a lot of credit.

"Black Mask's mask seems to be made from his father's coffin, right? What kind of ghost wood is this that can actually affect the human spirit?"

For a moment, Dean wanted to ask Black Mask where he bought his father's coffin. He also wanted to buy one.

Oh, don't go to so much trouble, just tell him what kind of wood the coffin is made of, and he will do the hard work and cut it himself.

"It feels a bit tricky..."

Dean thought.

Black Mask's other abilities don't matter, but this mental control makes Dean unsure of how to deal with it.

Although the information seen by the Eye of True Seeing shows that as long as the will is strong enough, one can ignore Black Mask's mental control, but this "strong will" statement is a bit too ambiguous.

Does it require a strong willpower like Batman's, or is it enough to have a strong will within the scope of a normal person?

There is no big reason. Dean instinctively feels that in this world, the former is probably more likely to match.

"Well... just to be on the safe side, let's change to a disposable spiritual amulet first."

After thinking about it, Dean decided to increase his error tolerance and give Black Mask a small system shock.

Spiritual protection items are really not cheap. Even a spiritual talisman that can only be used once requires 1,500 points of exclamation points.

This amulet is also automatically triggered. It can sense the mental control released by the outside world on the wearer, and then it will open an invisible halo to protect the wearer, and will ignore any form of mental control for the next thirty seconds.

Once the aura is formed, the talisman will be completely damaged beyond repair.

It's not that Dean must rely on the talisman to deal with Black Mask, it's just a safety measure as a last resort.

After all, no one can predict the future situation. If Dean is mind-controlled, he may not even have a chance to open the system.

Facing Black Mask, who has reached the extreme level of madness at this time, Dean must not expose any flaws, otherwise he will be dead.

Wearing the spiritual amulet around his neck and covering it with clothes, Dean's figure escaped into the darkness.

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Just as the whole Gotham was attracted by the big riot.

In the Diamond District, which is relatively peaceful at the moment, in the Iceberg Club.

Several leaders of the Penguin who stayed to guard the base camp gathered in the conference room, and the atmosphere was a bit delicate.

I saw Ogilvy standing next to Penguin's position, holding an umbrella in his hand, the style was exactly the same as the one commonly used by Penguin.

His attire at this time was also very different from usual. He was wearing a clean high-end suit with a mink coat on top, his hair was combed into a bun, and he also wore a black monocle.

It looks like...a tall and thin version of Penguin.

Ogilvie's outfit was indeed a bit subtle, which made several other Penguin gang leaders frown and their eyes became wary.

"What do you mean, Ogilvie?"

One of the leaders couldn't hold back his emotions and asked Ogilvie in a bad tone.

"Didn't you just say that we wanted to discuss our next plan when the boss was away, so you asked us to come to the conference room? But you made us wait for so long before you showed up to change your clothes. What on earth do you want to do? "

"What do I want to do?"

Ogilvie raised his eyebrows, smiled slightly and said, "Like I said, I want to discuss the next plan with you."

"Why do you go out of your way to change your clothes and still look so...the boss?"

The leader continued to ask.

Ogilvie pondered for a moment, then said: "That's a good question."

He put on a serious expression and said, "Everyone, Roman Sionis has gone crazy. Black Mask's crazy behavior has caused riots that have spread throughout Gotham."

"You have lived in this city for so many years. Don't you know how dangerous Gotham was during the riots?"

"Now, our boss personally leads the troops to fight with Black Mask. If something happens...such as being hit in the head by a bullet flying from nowhere..."

At this point, Ogilvie sighed.

"Then who should inherit this huge Penguin Gang and this extremely luxurious Iceberg Club?"

At this moment, Ogilvie showed a smile that belonged to him, opened his hands and said: "Of course it's me, his personal secretary who plans everything for him before and after the horse!"

"I will inherit the name of the boss and become the new penguin of this city... No, in order to thank the boss for promoting and cultivating me, I will go one step further and truly control this city!"

"Not some uncrowned underground king, but the true King of Gotham!"

"I will be - Emperor Penguin!"

boom!

As soon as Ogilvie finished speaking, several leaders in the conference room slammed the table angrily and stood up.

The one who first attacked Ogilvie even pulled out his gun.

"Ogilvy, you are trying to betray the boss!"

"Don't say it so harshly. I have worked hard for my boss these years. I have done all the dirty work and I have never complained. Now I am just worried about the future of the Penguin Gang. How can I call it betrayal?"

Ogilvie waved his hand and said.

Obviously, the dog wouldn't believe what he said.

"Hmph! Ogilvie, I guess you want to bring us together to betray the boss, but unfortunately you made the wrong calculation."

The gun-wielding leader snorted coldly, "You should never say such a thing when we are in the same conference room, because you will die under my gun in the next second. .”

With that said, he was about to pull the trigger.

boom!

Gunshots were fired.

It was not Ogilvie who was shot, but the leader.

At the last second before his death, he thought he could shoot Ogilvie. Little did he know that since the latter dared to show his ambition in front of the Penguin Gang leaders, he must have something to rely on.