[Comprehensive British and American] Backbones League

Riddler and Penguin are the rare villains in Gotham who have a good relationship, but villains are villains after all, and it is impossible to talk about a particularly strong relationship. It is more realistic to say that they are bound by interests.

At least, Oswald is absolutely sincere in scolding Nygma now.

Salas pushed his glasses habitually, and then waited with great interest for what the penguin would say next.

Oswald is very smart, but not a particularly calm personality. Like every villain who likes to show off after subduing his decency, he has a full desire to express.

Especially when emotional.

So Salas knew what he was going to say.

But this time Salas guessed wrong, Oswald gritted his teeth for a long time, and finally did not say it, but said: "I need Nygma to come out."

"Okay." Salas is actually not a person who likes to ask questions. Since Oswald didn't say anything, he didn't bother, "If you give me a plan that interests me, I will participate."

Salas said so. After speaking, he should have heard what kind of plan Oswald had prepared for him, but before the penguin could speak, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the house next to him.

"Shhh—" he put his finger on his lips, and raised a slight arc, "don't talk, there's a little bug."

His expression changed slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up and his slightly excited eyes made him look like another person—Henry Jekyll's second personality, the murderous Mr. Hyde .

"Look, look who I caught." When Salas' dagger touched Peter's neck, Peter was a little dazed.

It was a complete accident that Peter was here, he and Salas lived in the next room, and Peter's spider sense kept ringing when Salas consciously entered Chaldea and became a magician again.

Peter was afraid that something might happen to Salas, so he went to see him secretly, only to find that Salas was "sleeping" peacefully.

He was relieved, but his spider sense was still thinking, making him uneasy, so he asked Batman to participate in the night watch.

According to Batman's character, he would not have agreed.

But no one expected that he would actually agree. That's how Peter appeared outside the Iceberg Club in the middle of the night, and happened to meet Salas and Oswald for a secret talk.

"What did you hear, little bug?" Seeing Spider-Man again.Salas was sure almost immediately that this was the boy he had been with for the past two days.

Look at this figure, look at this look, look at this innocence exuding all over his body-is there anyone who can't recognize him?

But just as Salas doesn't care if Peter Parker is Spider-Man, Magic doesn't care much if Spider-Man is Peter Parker.

The dagger in Salas' hand lifted up slightly, provoking Peter's chin.

He guessed that Little Chaoying was going to resist—he might think that his clothes were made of special materials, so it would not be easy to be scratched by an inconspicuous dagger, but obviously, the facts shattered his fantasy, Salas It was easy to cut the fabric on his chin, and the technique was exquisite, without breaking Peter's body at all.

This is a warning, warning the boy who is about to move not to be impulsive, the weapon in the villain's hand is not a joke.

Peter froze for a moment.

Needless to say, his thoughts were exactly the same as Salas guessed.

His clothes are made of special materials. Although they look soft, they are actually stronger than steel and will not be easily damaged.

Look at the dagger in Salas's hand—it's quite ordinary.

However, Peter, who was about to bully others with his equipment, was countered by Salas in a blink of an eye.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and Salas's dagger penetrated into Peter's clothes. It didn't look like he wanted to kill him, but more like wanting to reveal Peter's true colors.

Peter couldn't help shouting: "Calm down, please calm down!"

He didn't want to reveal his identity.

Seeing Peter's nervous expression, Salas, who recognized Peter at a glance, suddenly felt teased.

He lowered his head slightly, his body was a little taller than Peter, and Peter shrunk his body and pressed against the wall, this movement was just enough for Salas to hold down the opponent in terms of momentum.

The tip of the dagger hooked the cloth on Peter's chin, pulling him toward him.

Peter had to move with his thoughts, his face lifted slightly, his eyes looking into Salas' red eyes through the spider mask.

"How do you think I'm calm, little guy." Salas was satisfied with this angle, and couldn't help but feel happy, and even his voice became gentle.

It's just that his gentle tone also carries the evil madness of a murderer. Even a superhero can't help frowning, especially wanting to run away immediately.

But Peter's neck is controlled by someone else, trying to escape?impossible.

He could feel the powerful power of the person in front of him—that feeling of power did not come from vision or other senses, but from the warning given to him by the spider sensor.

This person is dangerous.

He instinctively swallowed his saliva, especially wanting to say don't take off my mask, everything else is easy to say.

But he is very clear that this is the villain, the villain doesn't care what you want, he only cares about what he wants.

Just looking at Peter, Salas could guess what this man was thinking, couldn't help laughing, leaned into Peter's ear, and said softly: "You don't want me to take off your mask, do you? You superheroes They all like to play these mysterious games... But, I like you, little guy, I will give you a chance to tell me who I am, and I will let you go."

His light blonde hair brushed Peter's cheeks, causing Peter to tremble and couldn't help but back away, but there was a wall behind him, which made him almost unable to retreat, and almost didn't even hear what he was saying clear.

Fortunately, the superhero's professional habits saved him, allowing him to barely understand what Salas was talking about when he was not so focused, but he didn't quite understand the question of the super villain in front of him.

The man asked if he knew who he was, and from the tone of his voice he seemed to recognize him.

But Peter has just come to Gotham, he is not familiar with all the villains in Gotham, how could he know that he is...

Wait, Peter still met a villain.

His eyes widened all of a sudden, fortunately the mask could block his expression, otherwise he must look silly now——

"Are you a magician?" He couldn't help shouting, "Aren't you a ****?!"

Yes, since arriving in Gotham, the first and only person Peter has known is the magician who died in front of him.