Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"boom"

Harvey threw the port access book in his hand in front of the ugly-faced Kai, and said with a mocking look, "Tsk, a gift for Mr. Nicholas, huh? 100 assault rifles, 200w rounds, can blow up half of it. Gotham’s explosives and grenade, I also saw the type missiles, Mr. Kay, is your good friend Nicholas ready to start a battle?"

"you"

Steve was about to rush up with an angry face, but Kay stopped him. The boss of the Devil Gang glanced at Harvey. He took a deep breath, turned around, and confronted those who were surrounded by several containers. The devil gang waved to the crowd,

"All tm go to work, what are you doing here?"

This action made Harvey's brows raised, but soon, the evil-faced gangs left obediently, but the ugly gestures and curse words before they left, let them follow Harvey's several prosecutors. An angry expression appeared on the official's face.

Kai dispelled the others. He took the phone out of his pocket, dialed in front of Harvey, turned on the voice speaker, and put it on the table. After a while, a lazy voice came out.

"What's the matter? Kay."

"Boss, Mr. Harvey, the prosecutor, is now accusing us of smuggling and arms trafficking. He doesn't want to listen to me explain about the "gifts" given to Mr. Nicholas."

Kay said in his usual tone, there was silence on the microphone for a few seconds, and then he spoke again.

"Then invite Mr. Harvey and the prosecutors to come to the bar. I am waiting for them, are you listening? Mr. Harvey, come here, I will give you a reasonable explanation."

Kay turned off the phone, stood up,

"Please, gentlemen."

Harvey Dent took a deep breath, "Cyberhawk? Director of the Port Authority?"

Kai looked back at him and said indifferently,

"Don't you want to see him? Come with me."

Minutes later, in the old gun bar, Harvey and several other prosecutors sat on the chairs of the bar. Kay sat at the door of the bar. For a moment, Saibo, who was still wearing an apron, walked out of the kitchen. He waved the wood in his hand. Shovel, said to the few people who looked at him,

"Uh, sorry, I was preparing breakfast for the kids just now. By the way, you are Harvey, the light knight of Gotham, right?"

Harvey looked at the tall guy in front of him, the height of 190, the carpenter's body, yellow skin, black hair, a voice with a California accent, and those eyes that were always squinted. He wore an apron and looked It was funny, but Harvey felt as if he was being stared at by a beast when he was seen by that eye.

This is not the first time he has seen Saibo, but it is definitely the first time he has such a peaceful exchange with Saibo. He put his left hand on the chair and said with a gentle expectation,

"Mr. Cyber, about the smuggled weapons"

"Wait! Mr. Harvey."

Cyber ​​took off his apron and looked at Harvey with some confusion, "Smuggling? Why don't I know?"

He looked at Kai again, "Kay, have you been smuggling recently?"

"No, boss, we never smuggle!"

Kai replied, and Saibo nodded in satisfaction, "This is very good. Smuggling is a bad thing or illegal. You should not do these bad things."

He turned his head, looked at Harvey, spread his hands,

"Look, we didn't smuggle, did we?"

"Crack"

Harvey's fists clenched, and he looked at Cyber ​​with an ugly expression, "Are you kidding me? Mr. Cyber, the container in the weapon slot says "Gift", such a huge number of weapons, you Do you think these two sentences can be mixed?"

"But that is indeed a "gift"!"

Cyber ​​entered the bar, took out a stack of receipts from the drawer, and placed them in front of Harvey, "Look, they were bought from Stark Industries' weapons dealers for the workers in the docks in my own name. Self-defense "civil goods", this is a country where guns cannot be prevented, and the security of Gotham is so bad. We need weapons to protect ourselves. My prosecutor, do you think I have a problem with these things?"

Harvey took the receipts. He flipped through a few pages. They were indeed guns purchased under the names of different people. There were even complete invoices and stamps from the gun dealers. From this perspective, illegal arms trafficking Obviously it is not true.

But he still felt that his IQ had been humiliated. He looked up at Cyber, who shrugged and said to several other prosecutors,

"You can check every gun. They are semi-automatic weapons. We have not violated any law in this country. As for gifts, the workers told me that they don’t need those weapons. It’s too violent, but they can’t be returned. , So I treat these rucksacks as my own and Kai’s collection. Now my friend needs them. I give them to him. I don’t even need him to pay. So is there a problem?

"But there are 200w bullets!"

A prosecutor stood up and retorted angrily, "Do you treat us as idiots? Mr. Cyber, which person with normal IQ would collect 100 identical guns?"

Saber glanced at him and said coldly,

"We like to shoot, can't we?"

He looked at Harvey again, “Maybe I did miss a part of the business tax. Sorry, I’m very busy every day. So, Kay, pay the tax we should pay to the tax bureau now. Don’t use these new information in the future. Bother me, you know?"

After speaking, he turned his head and turned around, putting on his apron again, while still muttering.

"A bunch of spicy chicken."

"Mr. Cyber!"

Harvey stood up. He looked at Saibo's back and said loudly, "I now suspect that your "Xuwu" will affect the stability of the entire Gotham. I need to temporarily detain those containers!"

"Sorry, you can't detain."

Cyber ​​shook his hand without looking back. "The container contains official purchases belonging to the Mexican government and several Asian countries. My gift is just a transit. If you want to seize the goods purchased by foreign governments, you still need to submit. More advanced applications, yes, let me be more straightforward, Mr. Harvey."

"You can't control this matter!"

After speaking, he turned and walked into the kitchen, leaving behind a few prosecutors who were dumbfounded, while Kay opened the door with a sigh, he picked up the walkie-talkie and glanced at Harvey mockingly.

"Steve, let the ship at the pier set sail, the matter is resolved."

After speaking, he strode out, leaving Harvey and a few other people with a serious face. A few minutes later, Harvey's cell phone rang, he connected, and Rachel reported the same failure on the other side. Deng's actions, double failure and anger caused Harvey to hit the table in front of him. He glanced at the scented kitchen and gritted his teeth.

"let's go!"

That afternoon, in a hidden place in Gotham West City, 11 gang leaders gathered here, like a Chonghui. They were filled with good food and drinks. Around them were the closest brothers. Outside the house, it is completely sufficient security force.

"Come on, cheers!"

Wearing a fancy shirt, Woods was holding up his wine glass. He was already a little drunk. He stood up and said loudly, "You haven't seen Gordon's face, hahaha, it's just like eating x, ha Haha, when I think of that face, I want to laugh that I am so happy, hahaha."

"He thought his plan was perfect?"

Another guy raised his glass and sneered loudly, "He doesn't even know how many of our people are in his police station; if I want, I can even hide the bomb under his ass, hahaha."

Everyone laughed wildly, it was like a group of demons dancing. Soon, the door of this hidden place was pushed open, and a young man in a beige suit and bow tie walked in, and Woods' face flashed. After a little disdain, he stood up and gave the guy a big hug.

"My brother Maloney, why did you come here? Thank you so much this time, for reducing our money!"

"this is nothing."

Maloney, who had always wanted to be the second Falcone, shook his hand casually. He sat at the front of the table and said, "Everyone lives in Gotham and wants to help each other. I just did what I should do. "

Others nodded one after another. Some guys even clapped their hands. Everyone knows Maloney’s thoughts, but no one wants to be annexed. But this time everyone did accept Maloney’s love. Jumping out and singing the opposite tune, they casually said some nasty jokes, and the atmosphere was extremely warm for a while.

"Speaking of which, man, where is our money now?"

Wools asked intentionally or unintentionally, Maloney didn't think too much. He put his left hand to his ear and gently rubbed his fingers, and he showed a helpless expression.

"I do not know"

"what?"

Wools' eyes widened, and he put down the wine glass in his hand, "You do all this. Now you say you don't know where the money went? That's 800 million, my brother!"

Everyone stopped their movements. They looked at Maloney. The latter snapped his fingers. Soon, the two guys put a TV set in front of the table.

"I really don't know, all of this was done by Liu, and Hofs was seriously injured. We can only give him all of this."

Liu is the owner of the accounting company responsible for the operation of the gangster bank. He has also worked with the Gotham gang for several years, but Wuerz frowned and said,

"Frankly, brother, I don't believe Liu. That guy is not as good as Hofs. He always does some tricks and hides our money for him. Don't you worry?"

Maloney shrugged, with a hint of helplessness on his face, "I don't worry, but what can we do? No one knows how to work except him. Let's see what Liu says."

The TV was turned on, and the face of a yellow man appeared on the TV. He smiled and looked at the 12 big brothers of Gotham, and said softly,

"Don't worry, you guys, your money is still in the United States, but in specific places, I won’t be able to tell you until this turmoil has subsided before I told you that putting money together is a good way to hide it separately. Once a person is caught, the money of the rest of you will be found, and then frozen, rest assured, I will take care of everything."

"You are a professional with terrible things in law and economy, and we can trust you."

Maloney glanced at the others and said something against his intentions with a composure expression, but he turned around and asked,

"But what about those illegal "inquiries"? You have been in Gotham for several years. Do you know who I am talking about, Liu, do you have any good ideas?"

"You're talking about Batman, right?"

The young businessman said the name that made everyone a taboo, and his face relaxedly raised a glass of wine and shook it gently in his hand.

"I'm on the plane leaving the United States. Batman is unstoppable in Gotham. But what if in another city, another country? Don't forget my nationality, gentlemen, this is my advantage, isn't it I will go to the other side of the earth, until everything is calm, I will come back again."

As soon as Liu’s voice fell, another voice rang accompanied by a scream. Everyone, including Liu on the TV, looked at the door. They saw a dirty purple suit with black gloves and hair. In a mess, the weird guy with white paint on his face and shocking red scars on the corners of his mouth walked into this secret gathering while humming along with strange steps.

"Oh ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

His gaze with heavy black paint swept over everyone present, and finally turned his gaze on Liu who was on the TV. He let out a hoarse and low laugh, whose mockery was heard by everyone. come out.

"I thought my jokes were not funny. I didn't expect what you guys said here is 10,000 times worse than mine."

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