Since Bai Ye insisted, the Penguin and Bain naturally would not force it.

As Bai Ye said, when they come, it will only turn into a huge battle. It will be not good to repeat the night of the Mad Asylum.

The asylum has not started to be rebuilt yet.

Moreover, if Batman appears, maybe everyone will be taken away by him. You can't say that you are a passionate Gotham citizen and you can't stand the black mask's actions to act bravely.

After hanging up the phone, Bai Ye thought about it, moved the chair to the corner of the room, sat on it, and was waiting for the black mask to arrive while playing mobile games.

Their efficiency of Black Masks is naturally efficient and fast. About ten minutes later, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Then the door was hit hard twice by someone.

I found that there was no way to open it, and a few gunshots rang out, and the door was pushed open suddenly, hitting the wall with a "bang".

A man wearing a white slutty suit, wearing a completely covered face and only exposed two eyes, walked in with a strange black skull mask.

Needless to say, this person is robbing the mastermind tonight and is black mask.

Obviously this person is not a person who knows how to be low-key - well, Gotham City criminals know how to be low-key.

Of course, the black mask is just a white suit, which is far inferior to the clown's sexy gay man Zi.

Black Mask held a pistol in his hand and saw Bai Ye in the corner at a glance. He raised his gun and pointed it at him.

The younger brothers behind him also raised their guns and pointed them at Bai Ye.

Just pull the trigger and you can hit Bai Ye all over the place.

"Captain, don't shoot! Your own people!"

Almost as the black mask raised his gun, Bai Ye shouted loudly, immediately throwing away the cell phone in his hand, and then raising his hands.

Its cooperation level is completely selected as the top 100 best hostages in Gotham City of the year.

The younger brother behind the black mask was stunned for a moment and almost put down his gun.

"Are you Knight White?" The voice of the black mask came out through the wooden mask, looking a little dull. He stared at Bai Ye and asked.

"That's right, captain, it's me." Bai Ye nodded with a smile, although he kept holding the hostage with his hands high.

But looking at his smiling face, he didn't feel afraid at all, but instead felt like watching a monkey show.

This feeling made the younger brother behind the black mask feel that he was insulted.

They are dangerous gangsters, the target of most people in Gotham City fear. Why is your boss, the boss of a small factory, not afraid at all?

Could it be that I really think that I am a high-class person after making some money?

And even in the upper class, they are robbing people like you.

Why are you not afraid?

"Take the production method of Titan One." The black mask walked to Bai Ye, bent down, stared at Bai Ye, and pointed the gun at his chin.

The complex patterns carved on the mask seemed to move while the black mask was talking, as if forming a black vortex.

Bai Ye blinked his eyes and felt that the black mask's head in front of him had turned into a black hole, as if he was about to suck himself in.

However, before the real confusion came, Bai Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, and the feeling of being about to be lost immediately disappeared without a trace.

"Are you a deal?" Bai Ye asked, looking at the black mask.

"Yes, you can understand that." Black Mask said.

"Then what are my benefits?" Bai Ye asked.

The black mask sneered: "Your benefit is your life."

The implication is that Bai Ye handed over the production method and he could live, otherwise he would be dead.

It is very consistent with the usual cruel style of the black mask.

"It's not good. Your business is too profitable and it's easy to be beaten to death." Bai Ye smiled 100 steps and fifty steps. "Let's change the conditions. Give me your mask and I'll give you the recipe for perfect Titan potion."

"Oh, it seems you are not afraid of death?" The black mask's voice was low and full of cruelty. "But do you know? There are many things in the world that are more terrible than death."

Black Mask is a master of torture and is very good at exerting both physical and psychological torture.

Falling into his hands, death may be a kind of relief.

"You don't think about such a good deal?" Bai Ye looked at the black mask with a sincere look.

The black mask was silent for a while, and involuntarily thought about Bai Ye's words seriously.

His mask is not an ordinary mask. Although it is ordinary in origin - carved from the coffin of his parents, this mask can give the black mask a powerful spiritual energy to control the minds of others.

Bai Ye was a little confused just now, which was the credit for this mask.

Unfortunately, as a person who has been tortured by the Staff of Power and Wealth for more than ten years, Bai Ye's spirit and tenacity are not overwhelming. Concentrating on his mind and focusing on it makes the mask control come back in vain.

But there is not much effect on dialogue with Bai Ye, which does not mean that there is not much effect on others.

With the torture methods of the black mask, the effect that can be achieved is no worse than the scarecrow's fear gas.

The reason why Black Mask and his men became the terrifying gang organization in Gotham City is that their power and reputation are still above the Penguin Man. This mask is of great significance.

How to make a mask change agent?

After thinking for a while, Black Mask chose to refuse: "No, I refuse! Then, now it's your turn, you want to suffer all the torture--"

Before he could finish his words, the black mask's eyes began to dissipate.

A sudden bullet pierced his neck.

"Tsk, I just want to make a good deal. Why do you have to fight to death? Can't everyone make money with peace?"

Bai Ye, who was killed by the black mask, reached out and grabbed the black mask's body that was about to fall, and pulled him to his side.

When the black masked man was surprised and before he could figure out what was going on, Bai Ye swept his head from left to right, and a series of bullets poured out from the position of his mouth.

The black masked subordinates could not have thought that someone would spray bullets out of someone else's mouth, and they were not wary of it at all.

There was no chance to pull the trigger, and they all lay in a pool of blood - Oh, there were still some. One of them pulled the trigger before he died, and the gunshot sounded, but the correct head was lost and the bullet flew directly to the ceiling.

The group of people didn't understand until they died, how these bullets came about.

Bai Ye stretched out his other hand, pulled off the black mask's mask, put it next to his mouth and swallowed it, pushing away the human shield on his body, and the blood quickly dyed the sexy white suit of the black mask's mask red.

He looked down at his body and confirmed that there was no blood stain. Bai Ye nodded with satisfaction and looked at the black masked corpse and said, "It was originally something that could be solved by a transaction, so he had to refuse. You see, something happened, right?"

The dead black mask could not answer Bai Ye's words, and his eyes widened.

On the other hand, the subordinates he brought made a sound when they were dying, as if they felt a little uneasy.

He bent down and picked up the black pistol with the black mask. After studying it for a while, Bai Ye made a gesture of swallowing the gun and tugging it without hesitation.

Soon, all the bullets were shot, and Bai Ye threw the pistol aside. At this moment, there was a "slam" and the sound of the window shattering came from behind.

A small ball was thrown into the room, and in an instant, the room was filled with smoke.

"Ahem!"

Bai Ye coughed twice, stepped back to the wall and shouted, "Captain, don't shoot! You are my own!"

No one responded to Bai Ye's words, there was only a tall black shadow standing silently in the smoke.

"What's going on here?" A moment later, Batman's voice came, and a gust of wind blew, blowing slightly away the smoke in the room.

It was not Gotham policeman, but the Dark Knight Batman.

In fact, he had already sneaked into the factory and arranged the black mask to solve the problem under his subordinates in various parts of the factory one by one, rescued the hostages, and at the same time asked about the whereabouts and whereabouts of the black mask.

When I arrived near Bai Ye’s room, I heard gunshots.

Without even having to observe the enemy situation first, Batman threw a smoke bomb and broke into the window.

Unexpectedly, the situation in the room I saw in "detective mode" was that there were a group of corpses lying on the ground, and a man raised his hands on the other side of the wall to show that he was a person, his voice was stable and his heartbeat was normal.

It's completely different from the trembling hostages rescued by Batman in other parts of the factory.

So, using his cloak to blow away the smoke, Batman asked.

"Batman?" Bai Ye saw the person coming clearly and said with a smile, "It's so great. I thought you won't come tonight."

"What's going on here?" Batman walked to Bai Ye and asked again.

"I can't tell this?" Bai Ye raised his chest proudly, "I have dealt with this group of dangerous people who are robbing."

"gcpd (Gotham police/Gotham police mean)!" Before Batman could respond, footsteps and shouts came, and Director Gordon rushed into the room with a group of Gotham police.

At this moment, the smoke had been blown away a lot, which did not affect your vision. Gordon looked at the black mask and his corpse and asked a question that was exactly the same as Batman: "What's going on here?"

Bai Ye's proud voice of beating sounded: "It's obvious that you are late, and these robbers have been dealt with by me."

"Mr. Bai?" Gordon obviously also knew Bai Ye, the owner of the emerging pharmaceutical company in Gotham City, but he could not know Batman so much. His understanding of Bai Ye is no different from that of most people outside the world.

A research-oriented businessman who started his business by relying on technology.

Such a person actually has the ability to solve the problem of black masks alone?

Or, Batman arrived in time, but they were all gunshot wounds and died. This is not Batman's style.
Chapter completed!