Marvel's Joker Game

After driving to Brooklyn, New York City, Roger went straight to the local police station. After revealing his identity to the bald, middle-aged chief, everything went smoothly.

Ordinary people may not know what the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency means, but the director of a large city like New York City still knows the weight behind this name.

I guess it has something to do with it, and I know more or less the inside story.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't know, Roger can figure it out with just a few phone calls.

"Have you investigated clearly why penguins appear in New York City?" Roger asked the police officer from the Major Crime Unit in charge of the case.

The police officer had a fat belly and looked like a greasy middle-aged man. After being specially taken care of by the director, he did not dare to neglect this official who came from a mysterious agency above. He quickly asked someone to bring a video file and play it on the spot. Said: "Sir, please look, this is an image captured by a camera installed in a remote area near the bank where the robbery and explosion occurred that night."

Roger watched the video quietly and found that late at night, someone had opened the roof of the sewer in that section of the road, and it was opened from below. Then three penguins jumped out from inside, and they were dancing in the dim light. Next, each penguin waddled toward the back door of the bank with a black bomb tied to its body.

The goal is very clear, and it seems that the people behind the scenes have done extensive research and careful planning beforehand.

The first penguin walked toward the back door, and then an explosion occurred. Amid the smoke, seven men wearing penguin masks armed with firearms entered the bank, followed closely by two penguins, and then another explosion occurred inside the bank.

The scene switches to the inside of the bank, where some robbers are committing crimes. They use the small body of the penguin to carry bombs to break through the layers of defense of the bank vault. Finally, the professional robbers use special tools to open the iron door of the vault.

"Actually, before this case, there were several bombings involving penguins carrying bombs, including attacks on restaurants, attacks on five-star hotels, and attacks on casinos. Do you want to take a look at it too?" Middle-aged The police officer waited carefully.

Roger shook his head and said: "No, I have an understanding. I am very grateful to the police for their cooperation. I will contact you if anything happens."

He's not really here to help the police catch robbers, so he doesn't have so much free time.

As soon as I walked out of the police station, a strange sound unexpectedly popped into my head.

Mission: Capture the Penguin alive

As soon as this task popped up, Roger immediately confirmed his suspicion.

Even Batman has traveled through time, so it’s not a big surprise for his nemesis the Penguin to travel back through time again.

It's just that the Penguin is a villain in DC who opposes Batman. His IQ is not as high as that of the Joker. What's even more troublesome is that this guy is also proficient in all kinds of insidious tricks, has the ability to communicate with birds, and can use birds to... Classes transmit intelligence and create terrorist attacks, which are impossible to prevent.

Judging from the surveillance data provided by the police, the Penguin should be hiding in the dirty and dark sewers just like in the movie.

Since the mission was clearly to capture him alive, Roger should spend some time playing with him.

After leaving the police station, Roger mentally analyzed the locations of several recent Penguin bombings to retrieve the Penguin's range of activities.

It will undoubtedly be much easier to start a blanket search with this scope.

He came to an alley, jumped deep to the top of the building, stood on the edge, overlooked the street below, and used the detection depth of the Weird Eye. There was no problem at this height. The distribution of sewers was very complicated, but it was not deep underground.

As he thought, a clown mask appeared, and he imagined a pair of invisible wings behind him, fluttering in the dark night.

Puchi Puchi

With the ability of "Master of Mime", the flapping sound of wings really sounded behind him

Then the body slowly soared into the air under the traction of the wings, shuttled among the tall buildings, and scanned the waterway network below.

Half an hour later, he found the target underneath a hotel.

There is a relatively spacious stronghold in the sewer underground of this hotel. The short and fat Penguin, wearing a well-tailored tuxedo and holding a black umbrella, is having a carnival with his penguins in his lair.

Roger's figure flashed and disappeared in mid-air.

A few seconds later, a sewer manhole cover on a nearby street was lifted and then closed again.

"Quack, quack, my good children, enjoy it to your heart's content, this is your glory."

The Penguin let out a sharp, strange laugh among a bunch of chubby penguins. His short, fat and bloated figure looked extremely funny, but he still tried his best to pretend to be a gentleman's elegance. No matter how you looked at it, it was funny.

He spreads the penguins’ favorite fish and shrimps so that his little guys can enjoy the food. This is his favorite part and can build a deeper friendship with the penguins.

He is a bird expert and has a natural ability to communicate with birds.

Therefore, in his stronghold, there are many cages containing various birds.

The Penguin used to be a notorious and cunning criminal in Gotham City. In this strange world, he can also rely on his unique skills to quickly recruit people to work for him. Relying on the bird intelligence network, he can solve the underworld characters one by one and then annex them. their power.

And now, under his careful planning, the territory of Brooklyn is under his control.

I believe it won't be long before he can unify the underworld forces in New York and become king in one fell swoop.

While he was enjoying the carnival, the sound of the gun's safety being opened sounded behind his head.

Penguin suddenly realized that the scalp on the back of his head was numb. He was also a martial arts master and proficient in all kinds of weapons. The sound of firearms could never be hidden from him.

Sure enough, a hoarse strange sound sounded behind him.

"Put down your umbrella, or I promise to blow your mind, you stupid bird."

The Penguin secretly raised his umbrella and froze, then put it down again. He smiled strangely and said, "I never thought there would be someone in this world who could lurk behind me silently. Man, you are really awesome."

In the shadows, a man wearing a clown mask gradually emerged.

The hand holding the gun didn't shake at all.

Noticing this detail, Penguin knew that the other party was a master of marksmanship.

"You idiot, if you hadn't caused trouble here, I would still be lying comfortably in the office blowing on the air conditioner. How do you think you should compensate me?" Roger sneered.

Penguin rolled his eyes and said: "There are only two types of people who come to me, one is asking for wealth, and the other is seeking death."

"Who do you think I am?" Roger asked.

Penguin tilted his head and thought for a while, then said: "You don't look like a good person. Your mask reminds me of a nasty guy. If you want money, I can give it to you. Nothing in this world is money." It can’t be solved, can it?”

"You are right, but if I kill you, your money will be my money," Roger joked.

"Quack, quack," the penguin was not frightened at all. Instead, he said relaxedly, "I'm not a stupid bird. If you wanted to kill me, you could have done it just now. Just tell me your purpose."

Roger didn't bother to talk in circles. Since Penguin saw through his intention, he said: "I see that your business has been developing well recently. Are you interested in joining me?"

"Quack, you are really good at joking," Penguin laughed, "If you weren't wearing a clown mask, I would really think about it. I said I hate your mask."

"Then you want to die?" Roger put the gun against the back of his head with a cold tone.

Penguin said without fear: "I advise you to put down your gun and look at what is under your feet."

As soon as Roger lowered his head, he saw several penguins surrounding his feet, all of them little guys with bombs tied to their bodies.

"As long as you dare to kill me, my little guys will bury you with you." The Penguin looked like he had eaten Roger to death. He didn't believe that Roger had the courage to die with him.

"Well, since you are so confident, I have to ask you to change places to chat." Roger curled his lips, and the small mirror he held in his left hand instantly distorted the surrounding space.

The Penguin felt his head swaying, as if he was jumping through space. After a moment, he calmed down and found that he and Roger had appeared in the same sewer. The sewer here was about the same size as his old lair, but without his The decorations and the little ones.

"What is this place?" Penguin panicked.

Because all the weapons he relied on disappeared, leaving only the umbrella in his hand.

This made him feel uneasy.

"If you ask what kind of place this is, okay, I'll tell you this is my world." Roger asked himself. "Now I'll ask you again, do you want to die or live?"

"Can I think about it?" Penguin tried to stall.

"Okay." Roger put down his gun and seemed to relax his vigilance.

The moment he put down the gun, Penguin took action. His seemingly chubby hand moved incredibly fast. He raised his hand and a sharp bayonet ejected from the top of the umbrella, stabbing Roger in the throat.

铿

It's the sound of metal hitting steel doors

The bayonet broke instantly, and the sharp part fell to the dark ground.

The Penguin stepped forward with both legs and took a few steps back. Although he didn't know what trick the opponent used to break his hidden weapon, since he had a flaw, he would always try his best to kill the opponent.

Da da da da

Three black gun barrels popped out of the broken umbrella end, all of which were large-caliber gun barrels. After pressing the button on the umbrella handle, the three gun barrels fired bullets wildly, and sparks sputtered in the darkness, like fireworks at night.

Roger stood there and let him do whatever he wanted.

The transparent iron door in front of me blocked all incoming bullets.

He shaped this iron gate into a steel plate about half a meter thick. Not to mention machine guns, even armor-piercing bullets may not be able to penetrate it.

"Have you fought enough?" Roger was a little impatient.

On the opposite side of the darkness, Penguin was holding a smoking umbrella, sweating profusely.

Damn it, is this guy superhuman?

Even heavy machine gun bullets can't touch him.

If he really was a superman, he really wouldn't have the confidence to fight head-on with the opponent.

"If you don't fight, I surrender, I surrender." Penguin threw away the weapon in his hand angrily and said angrily with his hands on his hips.

Roger deactivated his ability, stepped forward with a smile, hooked the Penguin's thick neck, and said affectionately: "That's right. If you hang out with Mr. Chou, I won't treat you badly, stupid bird."

Penguin squinted and smiled: "Who knows what will happen after you finish using it?"

"Then it depends on your performance." Roger retracted his hand, rubbed Penguin's tuxedo, and said to him, "My request to you is very simple. Within one year, you can rule all the underworld in the United States. Is it difficult to establish an intelligence network that covers all cities?"

The Penguin laughed and said: "Have you underestimated the underworld in the United States? Just the five major mafia forces in the United States. It is not easy to deal with any one of them. You have never been in the underworld, so you don't know the depth of it. "

"Then three years, no more." Roger raised the "gun" and pointed it at his head.

"Deal" This time Penguin agreed simply.

The moment Roger put down the gun, a strange sound popped into his head.

After the mission is completed, you not only captured the Penguin alive, but also temporarily reached an agreement with him.

Special bonus skill "Death Stand"

Skill analysis: You will have a real stand-in, which is exactly the same as you. No one or any equipment can detect the authenticity, but it does not have your special abilities. The stand-in has no self-awareness and will act according to your will. When necessary, , you can exchange the positions of both parties with the main body at any time without distance restrictions.