Martin Variety in American Comics

The Penguin may be ruthless and capable, but he is not a good speaker.

Not to mention Martin, an outsider, even the criminals trapped in Gotham did not react to the Penguin's speech.

We are all adults, and we decide whether to do something based on how much benefit we can get.

It is a stupid thing for naive young people to run around for a few empty slogans.

The Penguin only said that he wanted to overthrow Batman, but he did not mention the benefits of overthrowing Batman.

Not to mention those big guys who hold the territory, even those brainless killers sneered at the Penguin's words.

Seeing that everyone ignored him, the Penguin's chest rose and fell violently, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all, and the red wine dripped from the corner of his mouth onto his suit.

"Falcone, Maroni, you two are our seniors, the well-deserved leaders of the Gotham underworld, can you tolerate the shadow of the bat lingering over our heads?"

Falcone, who looked very old, smacked his severely toothless mouth twice, pushed his reading glasses, and whispered: "Cobert, let me say a few words, don't think I'm taking advantage of my age. Batman has been active in Gotham for ten years. How many plans have you made to kill him? Have you ever succeeded?"

"Every time we think we have killed Batman, that man always crawls out of hell. I'm tired. Maybe Batman can really be killed, but it's your business, young people, and it has nothing to do with me, an old man with one foot in the coffin."

"Old thing!"

Penguin listened to Falcone's words and cursed the old guy for pretending.

The day before yesterday, Falcone's nephew was killed, and he immediately led people to sweep away the enemies of the Falcone family. At that time, he had nothing to do with the word old.

Now he pretends to be weak, obviously only wanting benefits but not willing to work.

With Falcone leading the way, others made all kinds of excuses and did not want to participate in Penguin's plan to kill Batman.

Martin looked at the criminal gathering that was about to disperse at the beginning, and he knew what they were thinking better than Penguin.

Over the years, newcomers like Penguin have been aggressive and have encroached on a lot of old gangs' territories.

The two largest old gang families, Falcone and Maroni, can still exist today, in large part because of Batman's secret help.

As a true idealist, Batman knows how reality works and does not have the fantasy of turning Gotham into a paradise overnight.

For ten years, he used his fists and the resources of the Wayne Group to set a boundary for the Gotham gang, build a dynamic balance, and slowly narrow the boundary of gang actions.

Falcone and his men knew this very well, but in order to survive and continue, they could only accept this fact.

With Batman, they can still survive and maintain a relatively wealthy life.

Without Batman, the first ones to suffer are the two old guys. The first thing Penguin and his men have to do is to kill the two old wolf kings and compete for the throne.

Falcone and Maroni certainly won't do such a thing as showing up to kill Batman, which is detrimental to themselves and others.

As for the other criminals working alone, they are even more speculative. If the big guys don't want to show up, they won't show up to die.

Martin didn't feel relaxed when he saw the banquet was about to end, but became more and more nervous. He stared at Penguin, waiting for his next move.

All the gangsters are ruthless. Martin is sure that Penguin will never let these colleagues go easily.

Either he can tempt these colleagues with greater benefits, or he can kill them all by taking a ruthless approach.

Martin hopes it's the former, because Penguin can't satisfy the appetite of everyone present at once, and he must expose his hidden backhand.

Looking at Penguin who has been silent for a long time, Martin sighed softly: "Penguin's greed is deeper than I thought."

If he doesn't speak, then of course he will take action.

He opened the safety of the Garand rifle, put his finger on the trigger, aimed the crosshairs at the Penguin, consciously suppressed his breathing, and improved the accuracy of aiming.

"Two old guys who should have been in the grave long ago, if you don't want to show your face, don't blame me for being rude!"

The Penguin tore his face directly, wanting to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, raised the umbrella in his hand, and pulled the trigger on the umbrella handle at Falcone.

Ding!

Three different sounds sounded at the same time. The bat dart flying out of the darkness blocked the bullet shot at Falcone, and the 7.62mm bullet fired by Martin shot away the umbrella.

"Batman is here!"

I don't know who shouted, and the whole banquet scene was instantly in chaos.

Bang bang bang!

The smoke bombs that exploded one after another emitted gray smoke, covering the entire room.

The criminals on the outside turned around and ran when they heard Batman's name. The rest were either brainless fools or masters with high skills and courage.

"This is not what I thought!"

Martin did not plan to save Falcone at first. To him, knowing the Penguin's plan was more important than saving a gangster with blood on his hands.

Gotham was already in chaos anyway, and Falcone's life was no longer that important.

But Batman rescued him, and Martin could not get any more information, so he shot and shot away the Penguin's umbrella.

A black shadow rushed into the smoke, followed by heavy collisions, and then one by one the Penguin's men were tied up with ropes and hung on the roof.

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"Outrageous!"

Watching Batman knock down ten people and hang them on the roof within three minutes, Martin had only these two words to say.

Buzz!

Someone turned on the cabin's air cleaning system, and the machine turned to produce a strong suction force, sucking all the smoke in the room into the pipe.

Martin covered his nose, smashed the iron fence, avoided the smoke, and jumped into the house.

Batman was entangled by the death knell, and almost everyone else had run away, leaving only a stupid electrocutioner.

"Look who this is? Detective Martin, who is as famous as Batman, has also come to this ship. I am really honored!"

The Penguin instantly recognized Martin, a smug smile appeared on his face, and he opened his hands like a winner.

"Electrocutioner, Batman, you don't dare to mess with me, so just kill this boy and I'll give you one million!"

"It's a deal!"

When the left half of his face was covered with scars, the eyes of the electrocutioner lit up instantly when he heard the number. The gloves on his hands surged with electricity, and the arcs burst out with light, illuminating his hideous smile.

"Boy, stand still and let me twist your head off, or I will break every bone in your body!"

Martin chose to answer with bullets, and he pulled the trigger repeatedly at the electrocutioner who was like a wild bear.

The bullets that flew out were all blocked by the electrocutioner's electric gloves, and turned into molten iron in the jumping arcs.

Batman noticed Martin's dilemma, raised his hand and threw out a few bat darts, bursting out strong light, trying to force Deathstroke away to help Martin.

But as soon as he turned around, Deathstroke's steel rod came down on his head: "Hey, Bat, your opponent today is me, don't be distracted!"

Batman had no choice but to turn around and use his arm blade to resist the steel rod and continue to fight with this powerful enemy.

"Damn, I hate super criminals!"

Martin cursed inwardly, his round face illuminated by lightning.

The electrocutioner swung his fist with jumping arcs and smashed down.

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