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Power stone, please
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"All we can do is live until the day we die. Control what we can…and fly free."
– Daniel Young (Uchuu Kyoudai or Space Brothers)
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I don't know when it started, and a large number of weapons flowed into the entire old city. Although these weapons are old and backward in the eyes of knowledgeable people, in the eyes of precarious people in the old city, it is really earth-shattering to be able to sell them with reasonably priced and high-quality weapons!
The whole old town is a sensation!
The old city is controlled by a large number of gangs, and it is impossible for such weapons to flow in on weekdays!
The civilians who lived in a difficult life and were suppressed and exploited by gangs gritted their teeth and took out the money that had been hidden after all the hard work, and went out of the house to buy weapons that they could use.
The old homeless man still guards the broken oil barrel. Today's weather is very good. In the rainy season, having such good weather makes the life-saving homeless happiest, which means that he doesn't have to be frozen and can spend more time going. look for food. He is getting older, not to mention that there is no job for him in this old city. People living here are poor, and the new city is a completely different world.
Until the local gangster came again.
"Old stuff, it's time to pay this month's money!" A member of the Falcon family blocked him and said viciously to the old homeless man. According to the past, this group of untouchables will docilely take out the money and all the tatters they have accumulated, and he can hand in some of them, and secretly keep some of them.
Revolt? Sorry, this group of poor untouchables dare not resist, let alone how to resist. The entire old city is ruled by Falcon and a bunch of gangs living in the cracks. Guns are monopolized. What kind of resistance do untouchables use? Branches and sticks?
The old homeless man stared, "I've already paid for it! I gave it to you a few days ago! I can't even afford to eat now, and I pick up garbage every day. All the money and tatters are given to you. !" He tightened his coat tightly, this was the only good thing he had left.
"What? Give it to me. Why don't I know, then you can hand it in again." The little bunny sneered, cursing something ridiculous in his heart.
The old homeless man has a flushed face and looked at each other hatefully. He pursed his lips and touched the cold metal with his hand in his pocket, which gave him a little sense of security.
"If Falcone is still there, at least he will disdain to steal money from the poor..."
"What are you talking about?" The little **** was a little surprised, dug his ears, and drew his gun openly, "Are you complaining? You don't want to live anymore?"
boom!
A shot, like the first shot against the brutal rule of the Falcon family, resounded throughout the old city. This shot was also engraved in the history of Gotham City and was featured in a big book by posterity.
The old homeless man held the gun he had just bought tightly, his hands trembling, and his fierce and fearful eyes stared at the fallen gangster.
He killed someone! Kill Falcon's dog leg!
Coincidentally, Anderson, who changed his career as an arms broker, was not far from the old homeless man. He was assigned to the Old Town by Downey, and a large number of arms flowed out of his hands. Hearing the noise, he hurried over and saw the scene where the old tramp shot the opponent.
"I...I killed Falcon's..." the old tramp murmured to himself, shaking.
Anderson looked at this rare or even crazy scene in front of him, and for some reason, he suddenly laughed. Falken is the underground king of Gotham, the emperor of the old city, and in the eyes of Anderson, it is even more of a behemoth, but that is the past.
The subordinates of the earth emperor, not long ago, could ride on Anderson's head to do their best, but now they are as worthless as **** on the side of the road.
Anderson stared at the old tramp, especially the gun in his hand, in a daze. He, Anderson, will officially embark on another path starting today and will never look back. Otherwise, Falken would not let him go, he would be chopped up and fed to the dog. Following in Downey's footsteps was his only choice. But the new direction doesn't look bad, does it?
"The clothes are good!" Anderson praised, shaking his coat, and turning away with his two newly recruited men.
The old tramp still held a gun and stood there in a daze, silent for a long time. Intuition tells him that this is just the beginning. The arms dealers who appeared in the old city will not stop selling weapons, and more and more poor people will take up arms to resist.
The revolution has begun.
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The banquet hosted by Bruce Wayne is going on, and many local celebrities are participating, including those in business and politics. Even Downey got in. Many people looked at Downey with weird eyes, but after all, no one said anything.
Even Bruce didn't say anything. As a big dog, Bruce held a party for fun. Who stipulated that Downey could not enter?
"Mr. Downey, I heard that you handed over the affairs of the old town to a little **** named Anderson?" Fox took the initiative to come over and chat with Downey, saving him the embarrassment of standing stupidly.
Downey's actions could not be concealed from the Wayne Group, or Batman, secretly dumping weapons on the poor in the old city, and even offering a preferential measure of installment payments. They would not believe it if there was nothing to say.
"Mr. Fox." Downey raised his glass and motioned, "Anderson is a very good guy, clever and cunning, enough to handle things over there." He is not afraid that Anderson will mess up, and sell some scattered weapons that will not sell well. Being a mouse is too useless.
As for betrayal? Ha ha ha, as long as Anderson's brain is okay, he will not betray at will, because he knows that Downey will kill him...
"Miss Pepper just left yesterday. I just didn't know that Mr. Downey stayed here to take care of things in the old town. I heard that people are dying there every day, there are poor people and gangsters." Fox's eyes were sharp.
"If you don't personally break the haze above your head, how can you see the sun? I just give them the opportunity to obtain weapons. The power to buy or not to buy is in their hands, and the power to resist is also in their hands. Of course, they can choose to continue. As good citizens, they regularly hand in their property in exchange for Falcon's asylum. No one is forcing them to make a choice~www.mtlnovel.com~ Downey's expression is meaningful, "At least give the people the opportunity to resist. The efficiency is far better than that of a bat. Man does it alone. No matter what Batman does, the city is still dying every moment. Why not let the people choose? "
Fox's eyelids twitched, staring at Downey, trying to see something in the young man's eyes, but found nothing, Downey's expression did not change, as if the words just said had no potential meaning.
On the other side of the reception, the Dark Knight Batman and the Justice Knight Harvey of Gotham City finally reached a consensus to completely defeat Falcon and the Joker.
"What are you going to do with Mr. Liu? The Falcon family's money is hidden by him." Harvey looked at Batman seriously.
"I will go to Hong Kong and take him back to Gotham," Batman said hoarsely.
"One more thing... The Stark Group sells arms in the old town. There have been sporadic exchanges of fire and casualties among civilians and gangs."
"It's not the Stark group selling arms, it's Downey himself selling arms! He armed the old town, he intimidated the people, and sent innocent people to the battlefield!" Batman stood in the shadows, his tone was severe, but his eyes However, he rarely hesitated, "After dealing with Mr. Liu's matter, I will go to Downey and send him to prison. He should not do this, innocent people should not be his fighters... What Gotham City needs is Stability, not war... What Gotham needs is you, Harvey, you are the conscience of this city!"
"Harvey, only you can end the evil in this city! Only you!"
ps: I heard that Loki, the evil god, was killed by Thanos within five minutes of the game. I don't know if it's true or not... I didn't expect that Loki, the most cunning, was the first to die. The version of the spoiler article, it's painful...