[Zhongyingmei] Today I also survived

Penguin's dinner was held in a villa on the outskirts of Gotham, probably because the reputation of the guests at the dinner was not very good, and the dinner did not follow Penguin's usual flamboyant style.

The butler hired by the Penguin stood tremblingly at the door of the villa. Everyone who walked into the villa in front of him gave him the idea that he couldn't wait to escape from here.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time," Penguin raised his glass of champagne to Poison Ivy who walked into the villa, "I thought you wouldn't come, why? You and Harley Quinn had a falling out? "

Poison Ivy was wearing a light green fishtail dress. She brushed her hair around her ear and glanced at Penguin.

"Penguin, if you were less talkative, I would like you a little more." Poison Ivy reached out to take a glass of champagne from a table beside her, her enchanting figure made a passing waiter stunned.

"Aisley, don't tempt my subordinates," the Penguin glared at the waiter who was staring at Poison Ivy with warning eyes, "Just for one night, please put away your methods of deceiving people."

Poison Ivy nodded with the corners of her mouth hooked, she drank the champagne in the glass: "For your sake, it's just one night."

Penguin watched Poison Ivy's movements anxiously, and suddenly the housekeeper standing at the gate ran into the hall in a panic.

"Mr. Copperpot," panted the butler, "riddler, here comes the Riddler, here he comes."

In fact, before the butler had time to finish speaking, Penguin saw a tall man walk in.

"What did I tell you?" Penguin stared at the Riddler who walked into the villa, and he turned to look at his butler.

"No, don't let the Riddler in."

"So you remember," Penguin looked at his butler with a malicious look, and then he showed a gentle smile, "Don't be nervous, I didn't mean to blame you."

After hearing Penguin's words, the butler finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a grateful smile on his face: "Thank you, Mr. Cobblepot, I really can't stop him, he..."

Penguin seemed impatient, and he hit the ground twice with his umbrella.

"Corfoy," Penguin drew out his tone, "kill him and dispose of the body."

The butler's words stopped abruptly, and the expression on his face became terrified. He raised his legs and planned to run out of the villa.The next second there was a gunshot, and the butler fell down, lifeless in his terrified eyes.

The shooting case here did not attract the attention of any guests at all, and no one cast their eyes on the butler who died tragically on the floor.

Penguin tidied up his neckline, then walked towards the Riddler not far away.

"Good afternoon, Oswald." The Riddler greeted the Penguin with a grin.

"I didn't invite you, Edward." The Penguin had no intention of greeting the Riddler at all, "Do you know how annoying your uninvited behavior is?"

The Riddler took a step back, then tilted his head and greeted Corfo who was dragging the butler's body not far away.

"Long time no see, Corfo."

Corfo took over his boss's attitude, ignoring the Riddler and dragging the butler's body into the back garden.

"Leave me now," Penguin stretched out his hand and pushed Riddler, "Get lost before I get angry."

"Oh, Oswald," said the Riddler, dodging the Penguin's push, "you will never try to throw me out."

"Under your feet," the Riddler took a sip of the champagne on hand, "stepping on a pile of dynamite."

"You put dynamite under my villa!" Penguin grabbed the Riddler's tie, "Are you crazy! Edward Nygma!"

"Hey! Calm down," Riddler pulled his tie out of Penguin's grasp, "I didn't put it on, I just heard the news."

"Who played that?!" Penguin lowered his voice probably because he was afraid that other people would hear it.

"My red nose always entertains the public, and I can't do without my figure in the circus." The Riddler shook his champagne, "Who am I?"

The glass was knocked over and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.Penguin gasped, and he took a step back, staring at Riddler.

"clown?"

Ivan was attracted by the sound of the cup falling on the ground, he turned his head slightly, and two men not far away were talking about something.The man with the umbrella looked visibly ugly.

"That's a penguin," the Mad Hatter bent down and whispered into Ivan's ear, "he is the one who hosted this dinner."

Ivan withdrew his gaze. Just two hours ago, he was forced to put on that exaggerated golden dress and that wig.Then he was tied to a wheelchair and forcibly taken to this villa.

"Would you like something to eat?" The Mad Hatter took a donut from a table. "This one looks good."

"I promise, if I have the chance, I will smash your head into pieces this time." Ivan turned a blind eye to the donuts delivered to his mouth.

"Don't worry, Alice," the Mad Hatter lifted up a strand of wig around Ivan's neck, "this situation will never happen."

The pinhole on the young man's neck had begun to heal. The Mad Hatter shook Ivan's hand that was tied to the armrest of the wheelchair. Ivan struggled weakly with his fingers. The Mad Hatter squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

Just as the Mad Hatter's hand was about to leave, Ivan suddenly grabbed his finger.

"You want an Alice that only belongs to you so much," the young man's voice was full of malice, and he stared at the Mad Hatter, "Because no one has ever liked you, would you like to be with you?"

Ivan looked at the almost ugly face of the Mad Hatter: "Yes, you look like this, you are not as tall as a girl, and your psychology is so twisted, how can anyone like you?"

Probably because the young man's words reminded the Mad Hatter of the not-so-pleasant past, the Mad Hatter's face became distorted.

"I won't be irritated by you," the Mad Hatter suppressed his anger forcefully, and he pulled his fingers out of Ivan's hand, "Alice, I'll have a good talk with you when we go back."

"You will become good," the Mad Hatter looked at Ivan coldly, "I will teach you."

Ivan ignored the Mad Hatter's obvious threats. He leaned back on the wheelchair and closed his eyes as if he was asleep.

"How is it?" Ivan asked.

"The negative value he contributed is not too much," An replied, "but anyway, it has increased our remaining energy."

As soon as Ann finished speaking, a voice rang out in the villa.

"I'm sorry," the Penguin stood at the front of the hall of the villa, holding a microphone that he didn't know where he got, "something happened, everyone has to leave now, right away."

The penguin's face was ugly, and he even stomped his feet impatiently.

"What?" the Mad Hatter said with some dissatisfaction, "What is the penguin doing? He called us here and then drove us away. Is he out of his mind?"

"Excuse me!" Penguin raised his voice, "Hurry up!"

As soon as Penguin finished speaking, the door of the villa was suddenly closed, and the people in the hall looked towards the door.

"Little Penguin, you can't go anywhere!" A woman with twin ponytails stood at the entrance of the hall, and the woman waved a baseball bat in her hand to greet the Penguin.

"Damn it," the crowd exclaimed in a low voice, "it's Harley Quinn!"

"Pudin~~~~~" Harley Quinn yelled in the direction of the stairs of the villa, "Why haven't you come down yet?"

"Taking things off," said a green-haired man coming down the stairs, "and met some disobedient guys."

"It's the clown!" someone shouted in the hall.

The penguin standing in front of the stairs swallowed subconsciously. He glanced at the clown on the stairs. The smile on his face made the penguin shrink his neck subconsciously.

"Oh! Little Penguin," the clown grinned, and he walked down the stairs with open arms, intending to hug the penguin, "Why do you look so nervous?"

Penguin avoided the clown's hug, he took a step back, and clenched the umbrella in his hand.

"Why are you here?"

Regarding Penguin's question, the clown tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked Penguin back.

"What do you think?" The clown held a gun, and he looked at Penguin with a half smile.

Amid Penguin's silence, the Joker suddenly laughed.

"I heard that you plan to find someone to deal with me," the clown pointed his pistol at the penguin, and the gunshot rang out, "so I'll join in the fun too, how about it, did you guys come up with anything?"

The bullet passed by the penguin's ear, and the penguin's face was extremely ugly.

"By the way," the clown stomped his feet as if he suddenly remembered something, "I also prepared a big gift, but it's not for you."

The clown's eyes turned around in the hall, and a small remote control appeared in his hand at some point: "I prepared it for that Gotham night knight, just press it lightly, and this villa area will be on the verge of disappearing." All - "BOOM!"

As soon as the clown finished speaking, he bent over to avoid a batarang, and at some point in the corner of the hall stood a man dressed in black.

"Jonathan." The Joker and Batman fought, and the hall was in chaos. The Mad Hatter pushed Ivan's wheelchair and quickly found the Scarecrow in the chaotic crowd.

"We have to..." Before the Mad Hatter finished speaking, the door of the hall was forcibly opened by a group of policemen.

"GCPD!" the policeman shouted at the top of his voice.

"Run!" The Scarecrow dragged the Mad Hatter into a group of criminals, and desperately escaped through a floor-to-ceiling window of the villa.

The Mad Hatter pushed Ivan to follow behind the Scarecrow. The police were very fast, and gunshots rang out in the distance.

"Leave this burden here!" The Scarecrow glanced back at the direction of the policeman, and he grabbed the Mad Hatter, "You won't die for this guy!"

After speaking, the Scarecrow ignored the Mad Hatter's protest. He glanced at Ivan, and dragged the Mad Hatter away without hesitation.

The cold wind blew, and Ivan sat motionless in the wheelchair and looked at the deserted street.

"...Fuck." The young man cursed.