Chapter 13: Black Eats Black, The Funeral Bell
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Jiang Li stepped out of the swirling portal and returned to his apartment in Gotham City.
"Phew~ That was dangerous." Jiang Li was almost in deep trouble. When Zatanna got angry, her hair even floated, just like Kushina from *Naruto*.
Fortunately, he kissed her in time, causing her anger to dissipate at an extremely fast rate. Zatanna also reluctantly compromised, telling Jiang Li to visit those "entertainment venues" less often.
It seemed she thought he had gone to that kind of chaotic place. In any case, he had safely passed that ordeal.
"I'll go down and buy some daily necessities." Jiang Li subconsciously felt his pocket, only to find it was empty.
Jiang Li scratched his head helplessly, muttering to himself, "This is a real headache. I clearly earned this money last month, and it's already spent."
He had no choice. Jiang Li could only go "work" to earn money.
As everyone knows, what does Gotham City have no shortage of?
It has no shortage of gangs and criminals. And what do gangs not lack? Besides money... money.
Therefore, Jiang Li decided to go "work" for the gangs to earn money. It was the perfect way to make a million a day.
Subsequently, Jiang Li left his apartment, riding his motorcycle toward his most familiar work site.
Soon, Jiang Li arrived at the docks, an area with numerous shipping containers. Even during the day, quite a few gangs were conducting dirty deals here.
His duty was to save the innocent money.
After parking his motorcycle, Jiang Li put on his homemade gas mask, leaped onto a container, and began moving stealthily from high up.
He finally reached the transaction location. He saw the short Penguin, Cobblepot, and also Black Mask, Roman, who was wearing a black skull mask.
They were leading their gangs in a deal. Ordinarily, as gang bosses, they naturally wouldn't come to a transaction personally.
But changes in recent years had forced them to do so. The reasons were Batman, Nightwing, Batgirl, and the new Robin.
In recent years, a man in a black trench coat and gas mask had suddenly appeared. He robbed every gang transaction he saw, and his methods were much heavier than Batman's.
The gangs all suffered brutal treatment; many of their members were lying in the ICU.
Penguin stood before Black Mask and asked with a grave expression, "Are you sure no one followed you?"
"No. What about you?"
"Me neither."
Only then did Penguin and Black Mask relax, sighing in relief. Finally, they could have a normal transaction.
Suddenly, they both seemed to sense something and looked sharply in the same direction, only to see a crow landing on a container.
Before the two could even sigh in relief, a strange phenomenon in the sky made them tense up again.
"Caw, caw, caw..." A large murder of crows circled in the air, flying in loops overhead, as if they sensed death.
This bizarre sight caused the goons of both Penguin and Black Mask to panic instantly. They all came to the same conclusion.
"He's here... It must be him!"
"We're all going to die!"
"I don't want to die!"
The cowardice of their goons made Penguin and Black Mask roar simultaneously: "Shut up!"
If word of this got out, they would definitely be mocked. The enemy hadn't even appeared, and their men were already having a mental breakdown. It was utterly ridiculous.
"Don't worry. This time, I came prepared." Black Mask's eyes turned cold as he straightened his suit.
Penguin frowned, then suddenly realized something. A look of joy crossed his face: "Could it be..."
The two gang bosses looked at each other and smiled. They instantly felt much more secure, suddenly extremely confident that this transaction would proceed smoothly.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!!" Following the gunshots, all the goons were shot in the forehead and collapsed.
Black Mask and Penguin looked toward the source of the gunshots, only to see Jiang Li, dressed in a black trench coat, cowboy hat, and gas mask, appear before them.
"Well, hello, my two old friends."
Although this was their first meeting.
But this greeting made anger burn in the hearts of Black Mask and Penguin. Previous transactions had been ruined by Jiang Li, and they wanted nothing more than to skin him alive.
This time, the opponent actually used a gun.
"You bastard! You dare appear before me today? Don't even think about leaving here alive! Deathstroke!"
Following Black Mask's shout, a man in armored body armor stood atop a container behind him. His mask revealed only his left eye.
He held a long sword in his right hand and a pistol in his left.
This familiar attire allowed Jiang Li to recognize him at first glance: one of Gotham's villains, Deathstroke.
Deathstroke, full name Slade Wilson. A formidable mercenary, a superhuman belonging to the enhanced human category.
If one had to pick the best person in Gotham City to rival Batman in close-quarters combat, Deathstroke would be the top choice.
His highlight reel included taking on Green Lantern, Green Arrow, The Flash, and other Justice League members. For the current Jiang Li, he was indeed a troublesome opponent.
"So you found a helper. No wonder you were brave enough to come out and make a deal."
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