"There are a lot of people who want to kill Batman...... Countless people hated him to the bone, but none of them succeeded, and those who tried to kill him were all sent to prison with broken bones or thrown into Arkham Psychiatric Hospital...... You say you're going to kill him? ”

Maroney laughed out loud, murderous to the Joker in his heart, this kind of suggestion is simply nonsense. He poured himself a beer and carefully added a large piece of ice.

"Hehehehe, it's my business to kill him, and you guys can't do anything about him anyway...... I have a way, and I'll use my own way! The clown licked his lips nervously.

"And how much money do you want?"

"Hmm...... Half ......"

Everyone laughed, and some people drew their guns and said, "You madman! ”

"No, I'm not crazy, no, I'm not crazy...... If we don't get this done soon, all the little naughty people here won't even be able to hand over a penny to his grandmother. ”

The Mexican slammed the table, his face hideous, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore.

"I've had enough! This ridiculous thing! Let me ......"

The clown suddenly pulled open his suit jacket, revealing a row of grenades hanging from it, and a pull tab was on his hand. The clown said madly, "You still don't want to ...... Mmmmmmmmmmmm ”

The whole conference room was agitated, everyone changed color, and there were grumpy scolding, this damn madman, don't pull others if you want to die!

The Mexican was surprisingly angry: "You think you're amazing? I'm going to make an open bid right now, get your body, half a million dollars, capture you alive, a million dollars! ”

"Emmmm, whatever you want......" the clown pulled out a playing card with a string of numbers on it, "This is my business card, if you guys figure it out, just ...... Call me? Just call...... Uh-huh......"

After a soft click on the door, only a bunch of underworld bosses looked at each other. The Mexicans roared in rage and smashed the table in frenzy.

……

The series of big dramas staged during this period of time, Downey knows it clearly. A couple of clowns attack the bank, Harvey gets by Maroney in court, and the police go around but find nothing......

None of this has anything to do with him, it's Lord Wayne's business, not his business. He chose to come to Gotham for two purposes.

One is the phone, he wants to find out the person behind the scenes, and then kill him. The most important thing is the second, he has to find clues in Gotham to find that legendary magical substance, the Dionysian factor. It is a divine thing, and those who are impregnated with this kind of thing have an almost infinite lifespan and an amazing ability to regenerate.

On top of that, metals made with the Dionysian factor have the ability to regenerate themselves! It's like the Edelman alloy in Wolverine's body, which is fused with Wolverine's self-healing factor, and even if it is cut off, it can regenerate itself.

The Dionysian factor is what Downey covets the most, and he wants to get this magical thing to use to build the steel body of the Transformers army. What Batman, what Joker, tied together is not as important as the Dionysian factor.

Three days had passed, and Downey was back in the alley, silently waiting for Anderson, the local mouse. At this time, Donnie was draped in a coat of robes, and the wide hood protected his head and face tightly.

He was a little irritable, and he had so few helpers that he had to co-opt the local gang from scratch. Anderson is just the beginning, and he will bring more people together to help him achieve his goal as soon as possible.

After waiting for another half hour, Anderson, who had a blue nose and swollen face, limped over, and looked around alertly to watch out for someone to follow him.

"What's going on?" Donnie asked, frowning.

"Recently some strange guys have come to this street, I have never seen them before, it seems that they are from other forces." Anderson was talking with his cheeks covered and slurred.

Donnie's brows furrowed even tighter, where was there such a coincidence, he found Anderson three days ago, and then the street was occupied by strange forces, and Anderson was also beaten?

Donnie cursed in his heart, he had always felt depressed since he came to Gotham. This city is the city of Batman, Batman monitors everyone in the city, and Downey always feels like he has a pair of eyes on him.

"How's it going with what I arranged for you to do?"

"Almost, although the information is incomplete, it is basically involved." Anderson said, "Gotham's most famous gangsters, the Falkens, have always been active in Gotham City, and they rarely reach out, and I haven't heard of them taking the initiative to offend people outside. ”

Anderson wiped the sweat from his forehead, if Falken's people knew that they were secretly telling outsiders about them, he would suffer if he didn't die. During this time, Anderson secretly bought off the rats on other streets, and found out the news bit by bit.

"What else?"

"The Klein you asked me to focus on, he was thrown into Arkham Psychiatric Hospital by Batman some time ago, and he was heavily guarded, and I can only find out that."

Donnie was thoughtful, in fact, he could have asked Fox for these news, but this was a bit of a cross-line, Fox was Batman's man, and Scarecrow Crane was sent to Arkham by Batman with a lot of effort.

There was a rush of footsteps and shouting, and a group of people crowded into the narrow alley, everyone with guns and sneering at the two men.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Anderson, is this the person who connects with you? Dare to check the news of the Falken family, I think you are tired of being crooked. The leader said with a sneer.

"Aaron! How did you end up here? No, how did you find out? Anderson's face turned pale, and his hands trembled a little.

Aaron smiled grimly: "You think every rat wants money like you?" In Gotham City, how many people dare to offend the Falken family? With your little money, how can it be more important than their lives. The old rule is to cut off the legs of these two people, and then send the people to the Falken family...... Hey, that hood, you're not a little timid, which gang is it, or is it a strip of dog's legs? ”

"It's a new gang that wants to take Falken's place...... Just like the ones that were slaughtered before! One of his subordinates laughed and said.

"I'm not in it for the money!" Anderson let go completely, and his voice was fierce, "I'm willing to help anyone who can make trouble for the Falken family!" In the Falcone era, he at least disdained to deliberately exploit ordinary people, but what about Falcen?! The Falkens are the biggest maggots, and they will only do it to the poor! Otherwise, my family wouldn't be ......."

The gang members laughed, and since Falcone was made crazy by Crane the Scarecrow, many gangs tried to challenge Falken, but all of them were eliminated. The group thought that Downey was also an idiot who wanted to replace Falken. As for Anderson's deep hatred? Does it matter? There are more people killed by Falken, not more than Anderson.

Donnie finally raised his head, baring his teeth with a murderous look on his face: "Replace? I didn't have that in mind...... I'm just here to look for someone...... But you have given me a new idea, I am a shareholder of Stark, and I have an obligation to expand the business of the company......"

A small Transformer was released by him, brazenly killing into the crowd and setting off a bloody storm.