Two-Face impatiently pulled off his hood, revealing Marconi's terrified face.
"Hahaha, you bastard, you've finally fallen into my hands."
Harvey Dent's disfigured face showed an expression of twisted excitement.
Qingshui took a few steps back.
He was afraid of getting blood on himself.
Swift was a perfect, stylish trench coat he'd meticulously crafted; what if he couldn't get the stains out?
Marconi's mouth was gagged with a rag, rendering him speechless. He could only whimper, unable to express whatever he wanted to say.
Just as Harvey Dent was about to remove the rag, he paused, then pulled a coin from his pocket.
"I'd love to hear you beg for mercy, but I'd also love to hear you scream. As for which one to choose, we'll let absolute fairness decide. Heads, you beg for mercy; tails, you scream."
The coin was tossed high into the air, landing on the ground with a crisp clink.
It was tails.
Two-Face snapped his fingers.
A subordinate took a small test tube from a case he was carrying and handed it to Harvey Dent.
"Do you know what this is?"
Harvey Dent held the test tube between two fingers, dangling it in front of Marconi.
"This is a ten-milliliter tube of concentrated sulfuric acid, 98.3% pure. I don't know if this concentration is the same as the acid you used to disfigure me, but…"
With a pop, Harvey Dent uncorked the test tube.
"I imagine the pain will be the same."
A drop of concentrated sulfuric acid fell onto Marconi's palm.
It was clearly excruciating.
Marconi's entire body trembled violently, his rope-bound figure writhing frantically on the ground. His old face flushed crimson, and his eyes bulged.
"Oh, oh, oh, you can't handle just this little bit? At my chemical plant, I've prepared a whole vat of this concentrated sulfuric acid. I'll drip it, drop by drop, onto every part of your body! You'll suffer ten, a hundred, a thousand times the pain I endured!"
Harvey Dent grabbed Marconi by the neck and dripped another drop of acid down Marconi's collar, then removed the rag from his mouth.
"Aahhhhhhh!!!"
The agonizing wail made Harvey Dent close his eyes in pleasure, as if listening to a concert performed by a master musician.
A few seconds later, Harvey Dent gave a subordinate a look, and the man stepped forward to stuff the rag back into Marconi's mouth.
The screaming stopped, and Marconi was escorted into a truck by the Two-Face Gang's suited men.
"My apologies, there's been so much good news today, I'm a bit intoxicated."
Harvey Dent adjusted the collar of his half-black, half-white suit, speaking elegantly.
If one only looked at the undamaged half of his face, he truly appeared to be a refined social elite.
"Oh? Is there more good news?"
Qingshui became interested.
"Of course."
Harvey Dent took another reagent tube from the case that held the sulfuric acid.
"This is…"
"Titan Formula."
As soon as Harvey Dent finished speaking, he unhesitatingly inserted the syringe of the reagent into the neck of a subordinate standing beside him.
Within a few breaths, the man's suit burst open, turning into black strips of fabric hanging from his body.
"The effect is a bit weaker than what I've seen before," Qingshui commented, resting his chin in one hand as he observed the muscular Little Giant before him.
"We still haven't found that unknown organic compound, so Dr. Victor had to try synthesizing it himself. He ended up with an alcohol-based substance with a similar structure. While the effect is slightly weaker and the duration limited, it also reduces its addictiveness."
"That's still acceptable," Qingshui remarked, sensing something odd about Two-Face's demeanor.
"It is acceptable, enough to re-evaluate whether you have the strength to cooperate with me."
Harvey Dent stepped back, taking out two more reagent tubes and inserting them into the necks of the subordinates on either side of him.
Honestly, it's a good thing I've been in Gotham for a while. How could I not know what people like you are thinking?
Harvey Dent's intentions were obvious, even to a fool.
It was nothing more than wanting to monopolize the spoils.
And also to double-cross and recoup the money he just spent.
If Harvey Dent wasn't so ruthless, he wouldn't deserve his current standing. He'd be better off as an honest small business owner in Metropolis, a city with the lowest crime rate, known for integrity.
Qingshui flung his left hand out as Little Giant charged towards him.
The back door of the Hogg United truck instantly ripped open, pulled by Chakra Threads.
Black Gold, whose physique was no less imposing than Little Giant's, lunged forward. With Pneumatic Fist activated, an uppercut hammered directly into Little Giant's jaw.
He's not even knocked out? Still pretty tough. Good, then I don't need to hold back.
Qingshui watched Little Giant rub his jaw and climb up from the ground, as well as the two new Little Giants who had just finished transforming on either side of him. He pulled on the Chakra Threads.
In the blink of an eye, Black Gold was fully covered. Without even using hot weapons, it fought solely through Qingshui's Chakra manipulation and the pneumatic device.
These guys, after injecting the Titan Formula, seemed strong, but they weren't as hard to fight as one might imagine.
For ordinary humans, this stuff could indeed be overwhelming, but the overly developed muscles affected their flexibility.
And it also depended on who injected the Titan Formula.
Bane had a high compatibility with the Titan Formula and was naturally gifted with immense strength. After training with Ninja Master, he possessed top-tier combat skills, already having considerable fighting power even without injecting the Titan Formula.
Even if he injected the Titan Formula, the swollen muscles wouldn't lose much flexibility, allowing him to maximize the Titan Formula's power.
Harvey Dent's subordinates, however, were just ordinary people. At most, they were stronger and had some training, making them skilled among normal humans. But compared to Bane, it was like night and day.
Not to mention, this was an already weakened Titan Formula, further weakened.
"You don't need to act. I'll handle this myself," Qingshui's voice came from beneath Black Gold's mask.
Aman waved a hand, and the Hogg United personnel immediately calmed down, though they still kept their guns pointed at the other side.
Harvey Dent also raised a hand, signaling his Two-Face Gang subordinates to remain calm.
"I'll tear you apart!"
A Little Giant swung a muscular arm, as thick as a bucket, aiming for Black Gold's head.
Black Gold, controlled by Qingshui, simply turned, raising its left arm. Pneumatic Fist activated in reverse, and an elbow strike hammered into Little Giant's ribs.
With its biosynthetic fiber muscle reinforcement, Black Gold's Pneumatic Fist was even more powerful than before. With no intention of holding back, Little Giant staggered back several steps as if struck by lightning, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.
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