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It was the rainy season at this time, and there were small patters of raindrops in the sky, hitting pedestrians' faces head-on, and the humidity was overwhelming. The sky is always gloomy, densely covered with dark clouds, surrounding Gotham City in layers, looking up, the boundless dark clouds seem to have a thrilling sense of oppression.

The citizens of Gotham took up umbrellas for their daily trips, complaining from time to time, cursing the hateful weather. Gotham City under the rainy season makes the citizens feel even more irritable. When this weather happens, the crime rate soars.

"This damn weather, it's really troublesome to go out with full armor every day." The talking citizen quietly put his hand on the pistol at his waist, which made him feel at ease. Gotham in the rainy season really makes the weak people feel uneasy, they are very worried about the safety of their lives and property.

"Isn't it like this every year? There is nothing to complain about." A homeless man was shivering from the cold. It took him a lot of effort to ignite the waste in the broken oil drum and warm himself comfortably by the fire. Listening to the cursing of pedestrians, he grinned his big yellow teeth and let out an ugly laugh.

This is an elderly homeless man. His life history is the history of the development and changes of Gotham City in the past few decades. He has experienced the horror era of Falcone, witnessed the rise of Mysterious Shadow, and witnessed the tragic battle between the Dark Knight and the terrible enemy called "Shadow Warrior Alliance". Gotham City with a population of tens of millions is shrouded In the shadow of the dark knight.

The Old Tramp is a piece of living history in Gotham City.

The passer-by looked at the time, thought for a while, and leaned over to warm up together. This ghostly weather really froze him enough, his hands and feet were so cold that he almost lost consciousness. The tramp gestured to him and smiled at him. The pedestrian cursed again, handed over ten dollars, and the homeless man took it happily, and then made room for the pedestrian.

"Good clothes!"

The passerby pushed his rain-smeared glasses, only to realize that the ragged tramp was actually wearing an expensive mink fur coat. Although the clothes were damaged in many places, it should be because the tramp had been wearing them for a long time. Pedestrian works in the Wayne Group and is a man of knowledge. His boss, Bruce Wayne, likes to wear this kind of clothes that cost thousands of dollars each.

The tramp added a handful of rubbish to the broken oil drum as fuel, and he was a little proud when he heard passers-by talk about the clothes. This was one of the few glorious histories in his life.

"I said it was given to me by Bruce Wayne, believe it or not? That day was very similar to the current situation, and it was also raining. Bruce Wayne came out of an expensive restaurant with a bruised nose and a swollen face. It was rare for me to be generous and let him Warm up—I didn’t know Mr. Bruce at that time, he and us are two different worlds, right? But Bruce warmed up and gave me this dress as a reward, with a lot of tips.”

The homeless man gestured, recalling the scene of that day with happiness on his face, and he continued: "Then another day, that man appeared - a dark knight named 'Batman', who traveled at night like a ghost. That day he Knocked down a criminal and gave me the thumbs up on my clothes! He complimented me and said 'Nice clothes!' Well, I can't believe it, Batman praised me too!"

The homeless man tightened his coat tightly, and a drop of raindrops fell on it. The homeless man hurriedly wiped it with his dark fingers, with a distressed expression on his face.

Pedestrians were a little suspicious. The clothes were given by his boss. He could barely believe that Bruce had always been so unrestrained and had done all kinds of absurd things. This was exactly the same as Tony Stark in New York City. But what about Batman boasting about his suit? ! Hehehe... Do you think I'm a fool! The mysterious dark knight always appears only where there are criminals, so where is the time to talk to a homeless man?

The citizens of Gotham City are proud to have Batman. On nights when Batman haunts, the citizens can always sleep peacefully.

But various official agencies and dark forces are gnashing their teeth with hatred. This big bastard who doesn't know who it is has sabotaged their deals time and time again. He sabotaged gangster drug and weapon deals, disrupted public officials' bribery, and ruined many people's money. , this beam is too big.

But no one has been able to catch this guy so far, never.

"What? You don't believe me? What I said is true! I really talked to the Dark Knight. Old Jack never lied, everyone knows it!" speak roughly. This is his most glorious history, how could anyone not believe it? !

The homeless man grabbed the passerby and babbled. The black hand mixed with rain and mud touched it, leaving a conspicuous handprint on the pedestrian's suit, like a child's graffiti.

"Okay, I believe it, I believe it!" The pedestrian raised his hands in surrender, with a look of disgust on his face, "I believe the head office, right? Compared to this, I care more about Bruce, he is my food and clothing, Batman or something Yes, it has nothing to do with me."

"Master Bruce... He is a very good man! We poor people depend on Master Bruce for our lives! I heard that people from the Stark Group are here, and the two sides are going to exchange military technology..." The tramp stretched The voice, staring at the pedestrian meaningfully, stretched out one hand long ago, rubbed the index finger and thumb together, and made a gesture of counting money.

The passer-by glared at the little money-greedy tramp angrily, and left without looking back. Just kidding, he is an employee of Wayne Group! The Stark Group sent someone, how could he not know? It's ridiculous! Anyway, he has warmed up, and he has to hurry up and go to work...

From behind, the tramp sighed regretfully. The pedestrians quickened their pace and walked even faster. He didn't want to stay in this place for a second.

It is not uncommon for two well-known giants in the world to cooperate with each other. Moreover, the two are not in a competitive relationship. The Stark Group has focused on the military industry for fifty years, while Wayne Enterprises, high-tech is only a part of its many industries, and its tentacles extend to all walks of life.

Officials from the Commerce Department of Gotham City and the CEO of the Wayne Group were waiting at the port early on. This kind of out-of-standard welcome behavior would not be abrupt if they were dealing with the Stark Group. Group Stark!

If the two giants cooperate, the interests involved will be too great, and people in Gotham City will not pay attention to it. It is likely to create tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of jobs.