After buying the earth [Comprehensive British and American]

Penguin sat in the dark, he lit a cigar, and sat on the boss's chair, which was blocked by the high back of the chair, as if blending into the night of Gotham with this chair.

In this unlit villa on the outskirts of Gotham City that belongs to Copperpot the Penguin, the only light is the scarlet eyes between his stubby fingers, which flicker on and off like beasts.

There is no moon tonight, so even though the windows of the room have been pushed open, there is still no sign of the coming light.

It is darkness that visits.

"Catwoman." Coppert called out the name.

The other party's light movements paused slightly. Under the cover of darkness, her slender figure looked like a real cat: "Penguin, how did you notice that I'm coming?"

"Oh," Copperpot said with disdain for the curious cat's question, "some high-tech means—you won't be interested."

She wouldn't be interested, because the darkness of this room was just to hoodwink the attention of those who came. In fact, perhaps there was no place in Gotham that was safer and more clear than this room.Penguin was in control of everything that happened in this room, not to mention that Catwoman's visit was at his behest.

"Where is the thing I want?" He suppressed the emotions in his heart, pretending to be calm, "Did you get it?"

"Of course." Catwoman replied, she stepped forward and placed the safe on the thick log table in front of Oswald Copperpot, "What you want."

Penguin's breath stopped, he stared at the safe in front of him, and countless thoughts turned in his head for a while, most of them were doubts.He wondered if what was in the safe was exactly what he wanted - after all, it was too easy to get this stuff.Will Catwoman trick him?Or is it not genuine at all?

None of the "acquaintances" he knew in Gotham was really trustworthy - except for Batman.

But since he mentioned Batman... He raised his head and looked at Catwoman nonchalantly: "Did you meet Batman when you brought it?"

"No." Catwoman replied, her tone a little impatient, "Do you think I'm just a young man who just entered the industry? Of course I know how to avoid Batman. In this industry, I am absolutely professional."

"Okay, okay." The Penguin rubbed the handle of the umbrella in his hand, and couldn't help muttering about the cat's good luck—not only did she not run into Batman, but she didn't have the misfortune to encounter those monsters that followed the mother box, "I Of course I do. Just to be on the safe side, you know, I don't want Batman to know about our deal."

Catwoman folded her arms: "I rarely meet him. The key to not being exposed is obviously you, not me. Judging by how often he looks for you once a few days, you are much more dangerous than me."

...Damn it, this is an irrefutable fact.

Penguin gritted his teeth.

"I don't care about the contest between you and Batman." She said softly, "It has nothing to do with me, and I don't care why you stole this weird box from the Star Lab, let alone why you want to take this thing Do what. I've done what you asked me to do, and now, I just want you to keep your promise."

"Of course I will." Coppert smirked. "After all, you and I are one of the few honest people in this city. I will help you with the affairs of the Eastern District. As for the rest of the reward..."

"Do you want to inspect the goods first?" Catwoman asked, and she raised a hand to signal Cobblepot to go easy.

They are all from Gotham, and of course they are all very familiar with the rules of Gotham.

Coppert was moved. According to his suspicious personality, of course he was more inclined to inspect the goods.But the things in the safe are very dangerous. If opening it will attract those monsters, he will not be worth the loss.Had to wait until Hilda came back to Gotham—damn, when the hell was she coming back?

Several thoughts passed through his mind, but the Penguin acted as if he was indifferent to this proposal.

"Of course I believe you, Catwoman." He smirked, and motioned Catwoman to look at another box on her left: "All according to your preference, cash, no consecutive numbers. Happy cooperation, see you next time." If there is such a job, I will find you again."

While speaking, Catwoman had already opened the box full of rewards with a "click".

She glanced at it, then closed it again: "If you are so generous every time you make a shot, I will look forward to our cooperation."

She lifted the suitcase, and fell down from the open bay window under Cobblepot's gaze, like a black elf, leaving only the last farewell, which was sent to the penguin's ear by the wind: "...goodbye , good luck, penguin."

The Penguin didn't move. The cigar he put aside in the dark was about to burn out. He stared at the box, as if he was facing the legendary Pandora's Box, but he knew what was hidden in it. Dangerous, while being tempted to uncontrollably want to open.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The knock on the door interrupted his stagnant state at the moment, and the time that had been stagnant in this room because of his ideological struggle seemed to flow again at this moment.

Penguin took a deep breath and leaned back on the chair: "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and his subordinates said to him respectfully: "Boss, Miss Hilda is here."

The penguin suddenly opened his eyes, he seemed a little surprised, and he seemed to be relieved. He even wanted to jump off the chair to welcome the friend who finally arrived: "Call her—"

She appeared from behind her subordinates, swept around the room nonchalantly, and said directly: "Why is it so dark? The whole villa is not turned on--are you saving energy and reducing emissions recently? Or are you organizing everyone to play hide and seek? cat?"

Penguin: "........."

He sat back blankly.

——With this familiar feeling, suddenly I don't have the mood of looking forward to her return at all.

Hilda didn't look the other way.He even felt that the current Hilda was more presumptuous than she was before she went to New York. He saw that she walked into the room in a big way, and instead of saying hello to him first, she walked a few steps with her hands behind her back, without any warning. Raising his hand, he turned on the light in the room with a bang.

The luxurious crystal ceiling suddenly lit up, and the whole room was brightly lit, which made the penguin who was used to the darkness a little bit unable to open his eyes, so he quickly closed his eyes to calm down.

His temples twitched slightly, and now he finally recalled the feeling he had when he wanted to drive Hilda to New York.

--Oh shit.It's you, Hilda.

"So," she sat down, satisfied, "who would meet guests in the dark in the dark, and it's not a joint action, you need to hide."

Hearing this, the Penguin couldn't help opening his eyes: "Aren't we meeting in secret? You know it—Batman is also coveting the mother box!"

Hilda: "...It seems that there is such a thing, so what does he want the mother box for?"

"How do I know what Batman wants the mother box for," he replied, "everyone wants a good thing."

Hilda put her hand on the safe, and she glanced down, staring at the box, as if she could feel the powerful power of the mother box itself through the metal inside the box.

"This is the mother box?"

"Yes."

"I saw someone coming out of your villa just now." Hilda said, "A dark figure that looks familiar."

"It's just an unimportant character," the Penguin waved his hand, "Now, forget about that shadow, isn't the treasure in front of you worthy of your attention?"

Hilda answered irrelevantly: "You know, I came from Wayne Manor, and I made great efforts not to disturb the sleeping Bruce—this means that I have to return to Wayne Manor before early morning." En Manor."

"Are you still entangled with Bruce Wayne??" He was about to be annoyed by her, "Didn't you say you were just having fun?? If you want me to say, you should have broken up with this man a long time ago, he is It's just a slutty, incompetent and rich second generation with a golden appearance and a rotten appearance!"

"I'm not here to discuss Bruce with you," she said. "Your words don't mean anything to me."

"I also don't want to discuss a man with you at such a critical moment," the penguin said. He was finally annoyed by Hilda and became impatient. He raised his hand and pulled the safe, losing his caution just now. "Since you won't open it, then I will—"

He opened the safe.

The box in front of me is simple in shape and looks like an ordinary cultural relic. Is it the mother box?

He frowned and looked at the box for a while, then looked up at Hilda: "...and then?"

"What then."

"How to use this box, you said, you can move at super high speed through it."

Hilda grasped the edge of the mother box with one hand and took it out of the safe in its entirety. Obviously, the box had been treated well before that. It looked clean and tidy, and it was by no means placed on some altar or god. It has been placed in the temple for many years.She measured the weight of the mother box, and said calmly under the nervous eyes of the penguin: "I can try..."

Before the words were finished, the mother box suddenly burst into dazzling light in her hand - the light was so dazzling that the two people who were very close closed their eyes, and the huge energy rushed to the sky in the form of sound waves, The summoning of its followers is completed almost instantly.

Hilda felt this huge energy field. She looked up at the ceiling and realized that this place would become a guiding lighthouse for those creatures who could feel the energy field.

In front of her, Penguin didn't notice anything. He just stared at the mother box in Hilda's hand, which was gradually shrinking in light: "What's the situation? It will glow, and then? I don't need electricity for lighting!"

Hilda solemnly put the mother box into the safe, and organized her words: "...I want to ask you a question, do you think you have lived enough?"

Penguin: "???? What's your problem?!"

"It's a real problem," she said. "If you haven't lived enough, it's time to get out of here."

"Because later... this place will become a slaughterhouse."