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Chapter 833 Tess of Gotham City

Chapter 833 Tess of Gotham City
"Oh, it makes sense." Aquaman suddenly realized, "Since this artifact comes from the lost kingdom, if we find the ruins of the lost kingdom, it is very likely that we will find the gate or treasure chest that matches the key.

Ah, isn't the trident hidden in the treasure chest? "

"We divided into two teams. I, Aquaman and Mela were in charge of finding the Trident, and the rest of us were in charge of preventing the people from the sea from making a surprise attack." Baiteman said.

Hal Jordan turned his head to look at the sun outside the window, and said goodbye first: "I want to organize the Green Lantern Corps to protect the coastal cities."

"You go first." Superman nodded.

"Bateman, what's your plan? Where are the ruins of the lost kingdom? A kingdom is so big, how do you find it? You are a land person, how do you find things in the sea?" Wonder Woman asked a series of questions.

Everyone also looked at him suspiciously.

Baiteman said: "The ruins of the lost kingdom are in the Sahara desert, I don't need to go into the water."

"Hey, how do you know?" Mela asked in surprise.

"After you left with Aquaman last night, we stayed in Atlantis all night. I chatted with several Atlantis dignitaries, and learned from them the location of the once lost kingdom. "Bateman said lightly.

"The Sahara has more than 900 million square kilometers, how do you find it?" Superman asked.

"The Sahara Desert was formed more than 200 million years ago, and the loss of the lost kingdom was less than 10 years ago, which shows that the Sahara Desert once had an inland sea.

It should not be difficult to find it by consulting the literature and analyzing the sandstone composition with instruments.

Then go to Gotham to find Mrs. Shangdu, and with the help of mysterious power, roughly lock the location of Wangcheng. " Batman spoke his plan.

Mela said: "Don't bother, I know the location of the royal city of the lost kingdom."

"Then let's go directly to Gotham." Batterman said.

The pollution hit the city, and Gotham was also affected, but the "dung situation" in the most elite part of Gotham, Manhattan, is not too serious.

Gotham has five urban areas: Manhattan, Queens, Brooklyn, the Bronx, and Staten Island.

Manhattan is hiding inside the estuary.

Staten Island, facing the bay, was the hardest hit.

In this DC world where New York has become Gotham, Staten Island was once very underdeveloped and chaotic, with a high crime rate, second only to Naihe Island.

It's three times the size of Manhattan, but only one-sixth the population.

But under Harley as mayor, the island's industry underwent a major overhaul.

The chemical factories, gunpowder factories, textile factories (already closed down), steel factories, and food processing factories that originally belonged to Wayne Enterprises or other big old money families, those half-dead and extremely inefficient traditional factories, either closed down and demolished the factory buildings , or transfer the industry to other developing countries.

The vacated land was given to several Internet giants for free.

Coupled with tax incentives, many high-tech companies have established their headquarters on the island.

There are even Wal-Mart, Amazon, and KFC's general warehouses on the east coast of North America.

In the past ten years, the island has developed very rapidly.

"Once the economy develops, housing prices will double and rise, and real estate has become the most profitable business!" O'Neal McGee said to his son Curry.

McGee is one of the old money on the Upper East Side, but O'Neal is just a collateral branch of the McKee family-the old McGee who was killed by Galavan is the cousin of Grandpa O'Neill's cousin.

The relationship is too far away. More than ten years ago, O'Neill was still a nobody.

But he is very good at fighting. He has achieved a good result of No.2 in the King of Fighters Tournament, and he is fortunate to be a peripheral member of the Halle family.

Later, Harley went ashore in vain, and the people close to him followed suit. Most of the vacated Hey Road business went to the Penguin people, and a small part of the half-gray business was taken over by the restless younger brother of Harley.

O'Neill was allocated a large piece of land, and when he became rich and powerful, he began to inherit the connections and some properties of the McKee family.

The power and strength are far inferior to the old Kamai back then, but in terms of status, he has almost entered the "back meat" class.

Well, those who eat lamb ribs are the first class, such as Wayne; those who eat lamb legs are the second class, such as the political and business families on the Upper East Side, and those who eat lamb back meat are the third class.

A mutton is almost qualified to enter the circle of Gotham real estate.

O'Neill plans to build an upscale residential complex on Staten Island.

"If we succeed, we will become the real 'McGee', the McGee of the Upper East Side who inherit the Sturgeon Clan badge!" He said to his son Curry proudly: "This is the benefit of taking a ride, just a mere In more than ten years, I have completed the half-century journey of old Cameron, and I can go one step further than him."

"Father, there is a problem. Old Tess of Order Street won't sell us the pub."

Curry lay on the sofa with his feet up on the armrest, watching the puppy video while talking absently.

O'Neill behind the desk said indifferently: "Tell her that the sea people are about to flood Order Street with rubbish."

"As I said, she was determined."

"The money given to her is already enough, [-]% more than the market price, and she is not satisfied?" O'Neill said coldly.

"Hehe, it's more than [-]% of the current market price, not as good as one-third of the price before the tide of sea people hit the city. However, old Tess is not doing it for money, that bar is her ancestral business." Curry laughed.

"If it hadn't been for the Atlantis crisis, how would I have such a good opportunity to get this big project." O'Neill's voice became severe, "If it succeeds this time, we can earn 30 billion within a year.

So, no matter how much she loves her ancestral property, you have to take down the bar for me within two days. "

"It's simple, but" Curry turned over and sat up, holding up his mobile phone and said, "Have you read the third issue of the 'Atlantis Crisis' series by Louise of the universe name?
The sea and land negotiations broke down, the US government is uncompromising, and the people on the bottom of the sea are fighting hard. Will Staten Island really be submerged?

How about we wait until the situation stabilizes? "

"Idiot, this is good news!"

O'Neill quickly turned on the Tianshan Mountain computer and searched for 'Planet Daily'.

It turned out that there were two high-profile news articles, namely Louise Lane's "Atlantis Crisis Series [-]" and Nalalang's "Where is the Road to Land and Sea Crisis".

"Hahaha, very good, very good, both famous writers have personally been to the city of Atlantis, and they are both pessimistic about the peace process." O'Neill laughed for a while, and his eyes flickered again, "Perhaps, I have to Then borrow another 20 billion from the bank and take down Beach Street."

"Father, are you crazy? Even the shares of Paradise Hill Technology are plummeting now. Any fool knows that the current stocks are at least more reliable than sea view houses." Curry said in disbelief.

"As long as Admiral Galactica is alive, the sky will not fall. As long as she is still in the Quinn Manor, no matter how fearful others are, we can be confident and greedy." O'Neill said confidently.

Curry shouted: "Have you read the news carefully? The two reporters made it clear that Harley Quinn is a middleman, and her heart is biased toward marine environmental protection, and she will not help the government deal with the people on the bottom of the sea.

This time we all rely on Zhenglian.

But Zhenglian is obviously unreliable. At the beginning, he swore that the contract was signed and the danger was over, and then the seaside city was flooded by the tide.

The U.S. government treats the contract as waste paper, and the people in the sea will retaliate if they say they retaliate.

Up to now, both sides have rectified their armaments and are about to go to war.

It can't be said that the people under the sea are going to carry out the 'Normandy landing' in our port.

So, Dad, you'd better take it easy, I'm very satisfied with the life of the "rich second generation" now, I don't want to become the "old lai second generation"! "

O'Neill said indifferently: "I haven't come up with a countermeasure yet. The Justice League is indeed unreliable. But the earth's pinnacle has always been a 'golden nuclear bomb'."

"Father, you are too superstitious about Harley Quinn." Curry tossed the colorful long hair on his forehead, and said disapprovingly, "In the latest issue of the hero strength list, her name is not in the top ten."

"The idiot who made the leaderboard must be a memory resetter like you." O'Neill sneered.

"Father, I'm telling the truth, don't be angry." Curry smiled sarcastically, and said, "You're the kind of 'two-set memory' who might be affected by restarts or other magical or fantasy events. Lost the original self.

My world has always been normal, and the people and things in my memory match the reality.

What about you?Last time you said you wanted to drink with Cooks on Baker Street, but when you went there, you found that there was no such person at all, hehehe"

"Fuck, do you dare to mock me? Get out!" O'Neill pointed at the door and shouted, "If I don't see old Tess' house sales contract at my desk tomorrow morning, I will send you to the 'Green Light Training Camp' in the afternoon." '."

"No, I'm leaving now." Curry quickly put away his phone and ran out quickly.

In the corridor, seven or eight boys dressed in non-mainstream clothes were smoking and chatting. When they saw Curry come out, they immediately put on a fawning expression and leaned forward.

Little Black Ron enviously said: "Boss, why don't you want to go to the 'Green Lantern Training Camp'? BOSS is for your own good. If you can become a Green Lantern, it will be so fun to travel across the galaxy.

If my cousin's mother could get a lot of money and pay me the tuition of hundreds of thousands of dollars, I would have gone. "

Curry took a sip to the ground, "S-Pen just went to the training camp, 12 hours of exercise a day, 6 hours of cultural classes, eating, sleeping and shitting only add up to 6 hours, I can't stand it all day."

"Boss has been there?" Another yellow hair asked.

"Every time there is any talent show, such as 'Teenage Superheroes', 'Teenage Watchmen', my dad would sign me up.

He has always said that the future is the era of superheroes, and no matter who I am as a hero, I can quickly clean up and go ashore.Alas, I don't think about it at all. "

"It's all six hours of rest? The intensity is too high." Little Black Ron wondered.

"How long do you think Batman sleeps a day?"

"How long?" All the younger brothers showed curiosity.

"I heard it was only half an hour. The coach said that ordinary people without superpowers are not qualified to be heroes if they don't have this kind of energy, will and physique."

"Hey, Baiteman is really a pervert."

"No wonder you can see him day and night."

Order Street is an old street built before World War I.

The 'Star Pattern' bar has been in business for over 40 years and is well known in the neighbourhood.

It has an air of twilight, with classic decor that has existed for decades, and walking through that old oak door is like traveling back in time to the golden days of the 70s and [-]s.

Its owner is also an old man in his twilight years, 70-year-old Tess.

"Mr. McKee, the bar is my lifeblood. I can't sell it."

Looking at Curry and the others who drove away a few guests and closed the door of the bar, old Tess trembled a little, and her voice trembled.

But she glanced at her husband, who had a straight waist and was dressed as a bartender, and she still had a firm expression and eyes.

The husband has been dead for 23 years.

He said he stayed in the bar after his death and didn't go anywhere, he wanted to keep watching her.

But it wasn't until a few months ago that she suddenly saw him and heard his voice.

If 'Crazy Knife' O'Neill wanted to buy her bar a few months ago, she would have struggled a few words trembling, and finally cowardly compromised.

But now, when old Tess looked at her husband's dead soul again, there was a little more tenderness on her old face, and a little more firmness in her old eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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