Martin Variety in American Comics

Nightwing drove out of the sewer. The expensive SUV was soaked in sewage and emitted a disgusting stench.

Martin pulled the Penguin out of the car and cleaned and bandaged his wounds to prevent his wounds from getting infected and dying without telling the information. This trip would be in vain.

"Thank you so much this time! Without your help, I'm afraid I would have to stay in that tunnel."

Nightwing was happy to have escaped death, but he turned bitter again when he smelled the more disgusting smell from his battle suit than a cesspool.

Martin nodded, accepted Nightwing's thanks, and raised the Penguin and said, "We need to find a place to interrogate the Penguin."

He originally intended to go directly to the Batcave to save time and effort. But thinking of the Batman family's always suspicious character, he didn't say it clearly.

Nightwing shook off the dirty water on his body: "There is a safe house nearby, we can go there. But before that, let me confirm one thing. Were you on the ship of the Last Quote last night?"

"Not only was I on that ship, but I also ruined the party called by the Penguin with Batman."

Martin did not hide his peculiarity and explained it to Nightwing in detail, and then asked him: "I didn't see you yesterday, you shouldn't know me."

Nightwing felt that he had been in Gotham for several years and thought that there was nothing strange in the world that could surprise him. When he heard about Martin's peculiarity, his mind was numb.

He subconsciously told Batman about his investigation, anyway, it was not a secret.

"I see!" Martin nodded and said sincerely: "As expected of Batman, he can deduce so many clues from a little feeling. However, isn't he too suspicious?"

"Batman is indeed very suspicious... No, no, we should quickly pry open the Penguin's mouth."

Nightwing subconsciously complained about what Batman did, but halfway through, he remembered the business again, and Martin and Penguin were put on the SUV, and drove to the safe house despite the nausea.

The high-speed driving dispersed the disgusting smell on the SUV, and Martin's sense of smell was liberated, and he suddenly thought of Arkham Knight.

"Nightwing, when was the safe house we are going to built now?"

"These safe houses were built in the first few years of Batman's debut, and they were just repaired later. They are very safe, even if the Assassin's League comes, they will definitely not find it."

Nightwing's head hurt from the smoke, and he put on an oxygen mask directly.

Martin also asked for one and pressed it on his face, thinking, of course the Assassin's League can't find it, but your own people in the Bat family may not be able to find it.

But he has no evidence now, and Nightwing will never believe that the Arkham Knight is Jason Todd.

"If you delay, something will happen. The Assassin's League has been silent for so long, and suddenly they come back. Maybe they have some tricks up their sleeves."

"You're right, be careful!"

Perhaps he was shocked by Martin's self-destruction ability, or perhaps he was grateful for saving his life, Nightwing agreed with Martin's concerns, stepped on the accelerator, and the speed directly reached 200.

"You're running so fast, are you in a hurry to go to hell and burn!"

The person who was overtaken on the road cursed and was ready to let this guy see the simplicity of Gotham.

But after seeing that it was Nightwing who was driving, he honestly shrank back and pretended nothing happened.

The people of the Bat Family can't be offended, can't be offended!

...

"Follow me!"

Nightwing drove the car to a small alley, came to the concrete wall full of garbage, opened the secret compartment, unlocked the combination lock with fingerprints and irises, and a secret passage emerged on the ground.

Martin carried the still unconscious Penguin and followed Nightwing down. The secret door above his head closed automatically, and lights came on on both sides, illuminating a corridor.

"We won't go there."

Nightwing left the stairs, walked out seven steps and stopped, knocked on the wall beside him, and opened another secret door.

"This is the real door to the safe house, and that corridor is used to confuse intruders."

Looking at this nesting doll, nesting doll and nesting doll safe house, Martin felt very complicated at the moment, so he gave Nightwing a thumbs up.

"You are still strong!"

Nightwing shook his head: "In fact, I don't know how Batman designed these safe houses."

Martin walked into the interrogation room of the safe house and tied Penguin to the interrogation chair.

Nightwing locked the secret door and walked to Martin: "Who will interrogate?"

Martin replied: "You go first. Penguin is familiar with you. When he relaxes his vigilance, I will surprise him."

"Okay!"

Nightwing took out a bucket of water and poured it on Penguin's head, stimulating him to wake up from his coma. Martin walked to the other side of the interrogation room.

"Fxck..."

Penguin cursed Nightwing's ancestors as soon as he woke up.

"You are a bastard, and that Martin is also a bastard. If you have the ability, kill them. You want to get information from me, but there is no way."

Penguin was still clear-headed and realized his situation as soon as he opened his eyes.

"Since you know what I want, just do it and don't waste everyone's time."

Nightwing took out an electric baton and pressed the button. The interface was jumping with arcs, piercing the air.

The Penguin subconsciously tilted his head and body, trying to avoid the approaching electric baton, but he was still stubborn: "You want to make me surrender with an electric baton? Do you think I, Cobert, am a coward? Let me tell you, unless you kill me, you can't get any information from me.

Do you dare, you little softie taught by Batman, come if you have the guts! "

Nightwing was almost laughing with anger.

The Penguin, this bastard, saw that he would not kill people by lynching, so he was playing rogue here!

"Then I'll fulfill your wish and let you taste the feeling of being electrocuted."

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Bang!

Just as Nightwing was about to torture him, the door of the interrogation room was kicked open, and Martin rushed in, shooting directly at the Penguin's thigh without saying a word.

"Ah, leg, my leg, you bastard, I'm going to cut you into pieces..."

Martin held down Nightwing, who was about to jump up, with one hand, and said coldly: "Don't you like to use an umbrella as a crutch? I'll fulfill your wish and make you a real cripple, so you don't have to pretend in the future. "

"Fuck you... If you have the guts, you can really kill me. "

"Okay! Anyway, if you die, the Assassin's League will find other people to cooperate with, and I can still find them. "

"Nightwing, get out!"

Martin pushed Nightwing out of the interrogation room and locked the door.

"Three!"

He put the muzzle of the gun on Penguin's forehead and began to count down.

"You dare not!"

Penguin raised his head, sweat dripping from his forehead, and he couldn't tell whether it was pain or fear.

"Two!"

Martin didn't argue with him, and slowly pressed the trigger with his index finger. The collision sound of the gun structure was very clear in the silent interrogation room.

"One!"

"You have no chance."

Martin had a blank expression on his face, like a messenger announcing death, and his fingers exerted force.

Penguin couldn't hold on any longer, and shouted: "I said, you are cruel, I will tell you everything. "Bang!" Martin pulled the trigger, and the bullet brushed past the Penguin's face. The smell of burning gunpowder hit the Penguin's brain, causing him to collapse completely on the chair. Hearing the gunshot, Nightwing rushed into the interrogation room and saw Martin waving a piece of paper and walking out. The Penguin collapsed on the interrogation chair, still gasping for breath. "I almost thought you killed someone." "Don't worry." Martin stuffed the interrogation record to Nightwing and said lightly: "Look at the Penguin, he is half dead. If I don't kill him, he can hardly hold on until someone comes to rescue him." "Let's go, I've called the police. Do you want to bet on whether the police will come faster or his men will come faster?" Nightwing answered subconsciously: "Of course Gordon and his men will come faster." Martin gave him a thumbs up: "As expected of a member of the Bat Family, you are rich and powerful. You don't care at all that I exposed this safe house." "Uh! "

Nightwing was stunned for a moment.

"I won't tease you anymore."

Martin dragged him out: "Penguin's men have come here, this safe house is doomed to be lost."

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