Ten years later, Illinois.

Since the first level hero on Earth, Captain America, was rescued from the seabed for nearly 70 years and successfully thawed again, the world has become more and more dangerous and complicated. It seems that overnight, all the monsters and snakes suddenly emerged. Correspondingly, the level heroes also came into being, as if they were born to be opponents.

Among them, the most famous one is Stark Industrial's CEO, Playboy and billionaire Tony Stark, one of the largest arms companies in the United States. He was kidnapped in Afghanistan and then built his own mechanical armor to escape from the hands of terrorists. After escaped from a series of dangers, he admitted that he was Iron Man in front of the media around the world, which caused a global sensation;

Immediately afterwards, another American aviation, railway, scientific research center, sin city, and Gotham City, another vigilante policeman wearing a bat suit and elusively attacking criminals late at night. For a moment, the world and the American imperial people were clamoring for fun, and they couldn't help but wonder, what's wrong with this world? Why did so many supermans suddenly appear?

"Hell!" In broad daylight, in a Western restaurant in downtown Gotham, a group of vicious gang leaders sat in anger and discussed everything they had recently had.

"What's wrong with this world recently? There was an innate billionaire flying over, and then a bat freak appeared at night!" One of the bosses with Mexican blood cursed: "It hurts us to not even be able to do business recently!"

"It's just temporary." Another white old man who looked more scheming at first glance said: "It's not that easy for billionaires or night freaks to cause trouble for us! The government, police, and courts have our people, want to cause trouble for us? Haha..."

"Respect the world of beautiful capital!" said the cunning and insidious white boss.

"yeah!" The rogue embryos agreed.

In a laptop in the middle of the table, a middle-aged man of Chinese descent said: "Boss Manoni is right. As long as the money in our hands can be used safely and effectively, these are never a problem!"

"And gentlemen, my company's account and vault are always the safest ones. Everyone can feel at ease when they put the money in me..."

In response to this, one of the eight bosses, a black boss said: "But just yesterday, one of your money warehouses was snatched! They were snatched in broad daylight by a guy wearing an idiot-like blue costume and a clown-like mask! In this regard, Mr. Liu, what do you want to say?"

"Yes, Boss Gan Bo is right. Yesterday, a guy wearing a funny cheap blue suit, gloves, and a clown-like painting on his face snatched our money. 680,000, Mr. Liu, don't you give us an explanation?" The other bosses also looked at the Chinese man with a vicious look on his face.

The Chinese man's face looked a little ugly, but he still said slowly: "I have heard of this news, and the losses are not big or small... Listen, everyone, the bank may be a little unsafe, but I have already thought of another complete solution, which is to transfer all the money to a safe place. No one except me knows it. In this way, not only the police cannot track down the source of your funds, but even the clowns who are watching us in the mainland can't find a place to grab our money!"

"But why do you think Batman won't go to you?" A funny and nervous voice added in. "When he finds you, asks you, and tortures you, do you think you can stick to such a secret? Then..."

Facing the hooligans in the restaurant and the mafia with murderous and angry eyes, a man in a blue suit with a clown makeup on his face walked in and sat opposite the boss with great courage.

"But it's not something that can be solved with 680,000 yuan, but it's all! All your money..." He blew nervously.

"Damn, you actually dare to appear in front of us!" The black boss with the most irritable temper said furiously: "You think you can pay if you steal our money..." As the boss said, the young people around took out their pistols one after another.

"No, no, no~" The clown pulled open his shirt, and the circles of high explosives inside suddenly made the mafia around him avoid it like snakes and scorpions. He wanted to kill him and threw him at the mouse, but his hands that took out could not help but tremble slightly.

"I advise everyone not to make these little guys angry." The clown said nervously, "These are amazing little guys. They connect my heart. If I...hehe~~"

"What do you want to do?" The leader of the Manoni family, who is the most cunning man, suppressed his anger and said gloomyly: "Come to provoke us? Provoke all the underground kings of Gotham City?"

The clown sneered: "The King of Underground? It might have been! Now..." He whistled frivolously.

"Fk!" The mafia with a fierce temper could not bear it anymore.

"Slow down." The clown laughed again, and his blood-red mouth looked even more ferocious. "Gentlemen, ladies, the reason why I say this is simply to clarify the relationship between each other first. I, a good person who is helpful and kind and generous, is not everyone's enemy. The real enemy should be that one, cough, let everyone hide in the daytime... The gathering, sorry, if you think it sounds better! Okk, calm, everyone calm down, all of us, the enemy of all the underground kings of Gotham City, should be the Batman in strange clothes and funny helmets! Yes, what I want to say is Batman!" The clown giggled, "A, uh, level hero?"

"Bang!" Gan Bo, the black boss who controlled half of the drug business in Gotham City, finally couldn't help but slam the table: "Enough, I heard enough of this guy's nonsense. First, I stole all of us's money, and then Shiran came to tell us that he was not our enemy, what kind of Batman is our enemy? Damn, do you really think we are idiots? We can't understand such a simple wolf-drinking tiger? Fuck! Why don't you say that guy Stark? You are like us, one of the targets of Batman's attacks! Don't think that pretending to be crazy can fool us! If you are really not afraid of Batman, why do you come here to talk nonsense?"

The clown's expression remained unchanged, and he still smiled (it wouldn't be possible if he didn't smile, because the bosses present all showed up, and his bloody mouth was actually cut out with a knife), "No, no, gentlemen, you misunderstood one thing. I'm not for myself, but for everyone. Compared to me alone, does Batman hate you gangsters more, or is he chasing behind my insignificant little person?"

The clown's words made the mafia in the house unable to refute. The clown smiled proudly, "Besides," he laughed, "That's not what you do. If you can do it well and do something, then should you get the reward you deserve? Gentlemen?"

The other bigwigs finally understood what he meant. Doug, a Mexican, said with a slight smile: "So, how much do you want?"

He glanced at the Chinese surnamed Liu who had been videos with them remotely.

The Chinese surnamed Liu stared at all the bosses present with a ugly expression. He thought that these gangsters would not agree to the nonsense of this guy who looked like a psychopath, but he didn't expect that even the new leader of the Manoni family, the man who was the most cunning white man, said: "If you really do this, I think we can be friends!"

The clown smiled. What was more terrifying than his makeup was his chaotic thoughts that he could never guess. He licked his lips and said madly: "So, gentlemen, we're determined! I kill Batman, and half of all of you all belong to me. Hahaha~~"

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Chapter completed!