What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 7 Banknote Ability

Under the illumination of the four huge searchlights prepared in advance by the mercenary team, two box trucks drove into the abandoned parking lot.

Slipknot and the tattooed man closed the car door and walked over with a stern face.

Like Deadshot, Cheshire Cat, and Captain Javelin, they were all mercenaries hired by Chen Tao.

Of course, in their view, it is the criminal ventriloquist who hires them, not the famous Batman.

Slipknot is a strong Mexican who is good at using lasso. He was responsible for the trap that tied the killer crocodile into dumplings. At this time, when he saw the killer crocodile tied to the ground, the corner of his mouth could not help but twitch slightly;
And the tattooed man, like his nickname, looks like an ink painting covered in bird droppings.He looked more like a sailor at the seaside than a killer.As soon as he came, he taunted ruthlessly: "Haha! Our target is a fool!"

With a bang, a puff of white smoke rushed out from the killer crocodile's head.

The crowd hurriedly dragged the killer crocodile to the back of the two vans.During the period, the tattooed man said a few more mean words, and then was almost bitten by the killer crocodile on his arm, and there was another flutter.

humiliation.

anger.

The killer crocodile has reached its peak of rage.

This rising anger is higher than the gamma rays produced by the Orion supernova explosion; this insult to human dignity cannot be washed away even by the liquid water poured on Europa.

The mysteries of the infinite universe, reversing the distance of space and time, reversing the sun and the moon, and the currents of the sea, can't reduce this anger one by one!
He couldn't help roaring loudly:
Unforgivable!

This sound is comparable to the wailing of Prometheus stealing fire!
Unforgivable!

It sounded like the roar of Jesus on the cross!

Unforgivable...

With a bang, the ventriloquist opened the back door of the box car without any nonsense, and then a ton of banknotes fell directly on the face of the killer crocodile.

No tricks, it's all fucking dollars.

Due to the rough action, the green mountain of money collapsed directly from the carriage to the ground, like a box of overturned toilet paper.

The sound of the killer crocodile came to an abrupt end like a choked drake.

"The money is advance salary, as long as you nod, they are all yours."

"No...unforgivable..."

With a bang, the ventriloquist opened another van, another ton of banknotes poured down, and the cold rain of money slapped Killer Crocodile's face indiscriminately.

The killer's blue face turned red with crocodile anger.

Stop insulting me with these bills!
He wanted to reprimand the other party with righteous words, he Killer Crocodile is a cold-blooded beast, a cruel freak, except he is not such a casual person!
Is it amazing to be rich?Difficult...Could it be that just because you give me money, I will bow down and worship you?
Snapped.

A banknote stuck to his eyes, blocking his vision.

Irresistible... original...

Original……

Forgive me! ! ! ! ! !
The killer crocodile was staggering, and the psychological and physical dizziness of being hit on the head by a huge amount of banknotes made his brain language module directly scrapped in a short time. He held the banknotes and said very seriously:
"father!"

Deadshot: "?"

Then Killer Alligator suddenly remembered that he was a black man, and black men generally don't have fathers.

"Ahem, I mean."

"I've been wandering for most of my life, but I deeply regret that I didn't meet a wise boss. If you don't dislike me, I would like to..."

"Oh my god, there are at least tens of millions of dollars here!" Captain Javelin jumped into the pile of banknotes: "I'm going to die!"

"Go away!" Killer Crocodile was furious: "This is my money!"

"Although she is yours, it's me who is holding her in my arms and wantonly sexing!"

Killer Crocodile was so angry that he, who was tied up like a rice dumpling, bounced up with the strength of his waist and abdomen, and then rolled into the pile of banknotes.

"Mine! Mine!"

"..."

Deadshot also felt that he had literally lost his ability to speak.

Looking at banknotes under the lamp, the more you look at it, the more dazzling you become.

Unlike Javelin, he wasn't someone who hadn't seen money.So the estimation of the amount of money will not be as big a fallacy as the javelin.

tens of millions?
This fucking has at least 2 million!
Oh shit!He had no idea Slipknot and the tattooed man's van was full of fucking money!I'm afraid the tattooed man and slipknot don't know either.

For a split second, he wanted to shoot everyone present and walk off with $2 million!
But fortunately, rationality finally took control of his brain. He clearly realized that if someone could spend 2 million to buy Killer Crocodile, they could also spend 2 million to buy his own head.

He has a daughter, and if he can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. Although the money is good, he is afraid that he will have his life to take it, but he will not spend it.

And most importantly, the money here is more than two tons, even if he grabs it, he can't take it out of Gotham.

He forced himself to turn his head and met the red eyes of Slipknot and the tattooed man, and drew his gun out of fear.

"Ooh! Calm down, guys.

Death Archer secretly guarded against these two unprofessional idiots doing something irrational, and said:
"Ventriloser, where are you?"

This time it is not called the employer.

What?Ventrilogues are employers?I believe you ghost.

If a middle-aged, bald old white man can casually spend 2 million dollars, is there still a need for the Gotham gangsters?
For no reason, Deadshot thought of the Batman doll in the ventriloquist's hand, and couldn't help but shudder.

As soon as he thought of that bat figure, he felt a dull pain in his ribs.

The last time he was in Gotham, he got into a fight with Batman on the train and broke three ribs afterwards...

don't miss him don't miss him...

Deadshot shook his head.

First, let's rule out Batman, he would never do such a thing.

So... people who have money and can mobilize gangsters like ventriloquists...

Is it Penguin?Or two-faced?Riddler?It can't be the Romans, he has fled to Xiangjiang-maybe we should extend the suspect a little...

Like Bruce Wayne?
Forget it, he has no motive, let's get rid of him.

"Ventrilotor, ventriloquist? Damn you—let the real employer speak to me."

"what are you saying?"

"Don't play stupid to me."

Neither the tattooed man nor the slipknot looked right.

Deadshot stared at them, slowly backing away.

No matter how stupid Javelin was, he realized that the atmosphere was a bit abnormal.

He got out from the pile of banknotes and stood beside the dead shooter, only the killer crocodile was still lying on the ground like a cat who sucked catnip.

Deadshooter didn't intend to fight here, not that he wasn't sure about killing all the people present except Killer Crocodile, but that he was very upset by the faint feeling of being calculated by others.

The people behind the scenes seem to be sure that he has a family and business and dare not make mistakes, and intends to use him to suppress this gang of rebellious mercenaries... and if the suppression fails, it is also a good idea to use his hands to eliminate the unstable factors in the team. acceptable innings...

Wait, Death Archer suddenly realized that the opponent even counted his idea of ​​"not wanting to merge", that is to say, "Death Archer failed to suppress and killed everyone, resulting in the loss of combat power controlled by the mastermind behind the scenes." It's not going to happen at all.This feeling is so weird, why does he know himself so well?

As for Killer Crocodile, if he wants to take the money and run away, the 2 million US dollars may immediately become a reward on his head, and the people present will immediately start killing people and sharing the money;
And if he is willing to accept this job, in order to keep the salary he just got, he will also have to stand with him. The two of them join forces to kill the other three people present, and they will be foolproof .

Then at this time, the mastermind behind the scenes asked the ventriloquist to come out to draw cakes, intimidate and lure, and the two guys returned to their senses, and it is estimated that they will soon be able to put away their greed—the balance of this hand is good, but didn’t he think about it? Have you played around?
At this time, he noticed that the Cheshire Cat walked silently to their side, forming horns with him, facing Slipknot and the tattooed man.

oh!There is also a backhand.

Has the Cheshire Cat been bribed beforehand?
Damn, why don't you bribe me?
The dead shooter gritted his back molars, and didn't reflect on his style of sitting on the ground and raising prices at all.

The tense atmosphere disappeared, and the dead shooter lowered his gun, facing the ventriloquist angrily.

"Then, the real boss, don't you want to reveal Lushan's true colors?"

Then he saw the ventriloquist nodded, and took out 5 headsets from behind.

Damn, the guy behind the scenes even counted this, so angry.

　Aha, it has now been changed to a contract status!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)