Transformers In Marvel

To be honest, this city is indeed very prosperous. A large city with a population of 12 million is not to say, without a prosperous economy and well-developed transportation, it is difficult to gather such a large population. Moreover, almost all walks of life in this city have the participation of Wayne Group.

Similarly, there are still many poor people in this city, especially in the old city, which can be called a huge slum, and it is like two worlds compared with the new city.

Downey walked to the street, turned around, and finally turned into a dark alley. A furtive figure had long since caught up, staring intently at this strange face.

"Boy, robbery, take out the money!" A red-haired young man skillfully took out a pistol and opened the insurance. He was in a good mood, and business came early in the morning, and the food money for these few days was secure.

Robbery is also a business, which requires the most basic vision. If you offend someone who shouldn't be offended, even death is a happy thing.

Gotham lacks everything, the most important thing is all kinds of large-scale gangsters. Some gangsters are even afraid of the government. For example, Falcone, who was killed by Batman before, is simply a gangster tycoon. Jin was still fierce and controlled the entire political circle of Gotham. Another example is the current Falcon crime family, which is a criminal group formed by a group of underworld bosses.

The red-haired young man had lived on this street all year round. He was sure that this well-dressed young boy was an unfamiliar face, and he hadn't heard of a new addition to the Falcon crime family recently.

"You want to rob me?! Are you sure?" Downey looked curious, this was the first time someone jumped out to rob him.

"Boy, don't worry, I will rob you today, and you won't rob you tomorrow. We Gotham people are so simple and honest, and we are famous all over the world." The red-haired young man recognized that Downey's accent was New York. Over there, I am sure. You are still an outsider, if you don't rob you, you will be a ghost.

Downey couldn't help but laugh, listening to the young man's tone, it seemed that he should thank him.

"Steal me, you've chosen the wrong person."

Before the red-haired young man sensed something was wrong, Downey had already made a move. He punched the middle-aged young man in the stomach with a ghostly speed, and then snatched the pistol from the other side.

The young man clutched his stomach, knelt on the ground and howled in pain.

"Such a toy still wants to rob me?" Donny muttered, dismantling the pistol into parts.

He didn't care about offending anyone, Optimus Prime was also transported along with the luxury cruise ship, and now he was staying at the pier of the port. In the worst case, he will drive Optimus Prime over to make a big kill, or he will crazily transform the vehicles in Gotham City and pile up the enemies with numbers.

The red-haired young man's face was gray and his eyes were empty. Nima got off to a bad start today, and encountered a ruthless idea for the first business, which is too unlucky. Why was Anderson so unlucky?

"Tell me, who are you? Which gang do you belong to? How much do you know about this city?" Downey narrowed his eyes, grabbed the young man's hair, and lifted him up despite his painful cry.

To deal with this kind of gangster, you have to be ruthless. In this business, before making the other party admire you, you must ensure that the other party is afraid of you. Fear and panic are the foundation, and admiration is the thing to focus on later.

"Anderson! My name is Anderson, and I am the 'rat' on this street. Many people know me." Anderson was about to burst into tears of pain, and waved his arms in a panic.

"Mouse" is a slang word, which generally refers to gangsters who have no gang or affiliation. They are as incompetent as a mouse and as smart as a mouse. This made Downey a little surprised. Without a small gangster in the background, how did he survive in this dark city?

Seemingly seeing Downey's confusion, Anderson hurriedly explained: "I work during the day, which is different from others."

It dawned on Downey that apart from the current Falcon crime family, the only ones who were active in the daytime were the lone soldiers.

The former is not afraid of official power and is unscrupulous; the latter does a small business, will not easily hurt people and kill people, and avoids running into various top criminals at night.

"I, Anderson, have been from Gotham since I was a child. I am familiar with every corner of this city! Please let me go, my old mother is sick at home, my wife is giving birth in the hospital, and my father is still in the crematorium." His body will be burned..."

Snapped!

A large handful of dollar bills fell on Anderson's head and scattered all over the floor. Anderson swears to his dead old mother and non-existent wife that he has never seen so much money in his life, and it would be great to grab a few hundred dollars!

"Listen, I don't care what's going on in your family, but I want you to do something for me. Since you dare to call yourself a 'rat', I hope you have the real skills, and you have to find out something for me. But if you If you don’t manage well or if you dare to deceive me, I’ll kill you. Not only you, but I’ll also find out your remaining relatives one by one and visit them in person.” Downey threatened him with a gloomy expression. , you can't have a good face, "You don't need to know who I am, and don't ask about it. I will wait for you at this place in three days. If you satisfy me by then, I will pay you three times the price ! You have to help me find out..."

A few minutes later, Donnie walked out of the alley as if nothing had happened, with his pocket in his pocket, as if he had just visited the place. Before leaving, he suddenly raised his head, stared at the quietly rotating camera, gave a contemptuous smile, and then shot it up without hesitation.

After another ten minutes, Anderson, with his pockets bulging, came out of the alley, pretending that nothing happened, and hurriedly walked into the crowd.

Downey's face was indeed gloomy, with a hostile look on his face. He just came out for a walk, and there were people staring at him through the cameras on the street. Do you really think he dare not kill people? who is it? Bruce? Falcon? local police station?

Downey walked down the street with a gloomy face. The passers-by avoided Downey like they were avoiding the plague god. Maybe he was another dangerous person?

In the dark basement not far from Downey, a figure was trembling slightly. This trembling has a specific frequency, and it doesn't seem to be out of fear, but more like a sense of madness.

"Hey, this person, hehehehe... Kill him or not? No, no, no, this is wrong, you should kill Batman! Hehehehahahaha... you should kill the most annoying guy... Extreme hypocrisy!"

The figure facing the wall was talking to himself from time to time. He was holding a pile of playing cards. The strange thing was that each playing card was full of big and small kings like a clown, and there were no other numbers.

In the gloomy basement, the lights flickered from time to time, and everything in the basement seemed to be dancing in the shadows. Sometimes he was silent, and sometimes he let out a creepy laugh, which echoed repeatedly in the basement.

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee..."