Russell thought that the identity assigned by the system was a bad person. He was right. He was indeed very bad, but he greatly underestimated the degree of badness.
He was originally the son of a wealthy family. This unfinished building was his family's property before it was destroyed. As for how it turned into the poor person he is now, even the toilet is crying for food...
Here you can refer to the examples of Batman and Iron Man, whose parents died unexpectedly and inherited the family business.
Of course, compared to the above two people, the original person is not that rich and belongs to the low-end poor version.
But he’s not as poor as Spider-Man!
It can be seen from here that the original system arrangement has some similarities with Russell. They are both the type of people who suddenly inherit inheritance and lose their goals and wait to die.
Such a perfect start should have gone against the grain. The difference is that Russell got the system, but the original lacked self-control, no parental discipline, and was taught some bad habits.
He eats, drinks, whores, gambles, cheats, cheats, and steals. In order to be able to gamble, he even cheats his friends out of their money.
As we all know, even Black Panther, who owns a mine at home, cannot bear these bad habits, not to mention rich men such as Batman and Iron Man, who have nearly 100 million people.
As expected, the original person lost all his family property faster than the Flash, then sold it and defrauded friends of his money, and then lost his character.
With nothing, he opened a detective agency that was trying to sell things like sheep over dogs. As long as he was given money, he would accept any business.
Because his character was so bad, he often only accepted deposits but did not do anything. Soon the office closed down and he was chased by his creditors. He was cornered and ran away to Los Angeles.
The above is the information Russell used to telepathically control a creditor and interrogate him. The extent of the original person's death made him amazed, and he sighed with emotion that he could even team up with Zha Kang.
However, it is unrealistic. Not everyone can be friends with Zha Kang. First of all, you must have the value to be betrayed.
The original person was in debt, was down and out, and had only one life left. Constantine had always looked down upon people like this.
Zha Kang: You don’t even have a beautiful girlfriend, so what qualifications do you have to be my brother?
That night, the creditors didn't know where they got the news, and came one by one to collect debts.
At first, Russell calmly swiped his credit card to settle the bill. An hour later, he could no longer remain calm, because even if the $1 million credit limit was used up, the hole might not be filled.
Especially, after learning that the original person had also defrauded a wealthy businessman named 'Bruce Wayne', he decisively used his psychic abilities to sell his money, used superb language skills to win the sympathy of his creditors, and barely managed to deal with it. .
The reason why I say it is reluctant is because the rich man I defrauded has not come to the door yet, and it is estimated that it is unlikely that he will come. For example, Bruce Wayne, will he care about the 50 million US dollars?
Absolutely not. The master is rich and has hundreds of millions. If he has time to come to collect debts, he would have earned back this little money long ago.
Moreover, it is estimated that he is too lazy to meet his self-destructive friends, the fox friends he met when he was pretending to be a playboy. There are many similar tools, including Russell.
After reluctantly paying off the debt, Russell felt relieved and his money bag became as white as the wall. As a last resort, he once again showed his extraordinary eloquence and borrowed 500,000 US dollars from a kind-hearted creditor.
This creditor was a loan shark, and he generously expressed his long-standing brotherhood with Russell. It was only $500,000, and he didn't have to pay it back.
As he said this, the man took out his mobile phone and started making calls, insisting that he call a dozen of his colorful wives to come over and accompany Russell to enjoy the cold air in the unfinished building.
Russell was so moved that he refused the proposal, only to have the man get angry, thinking that Russell was looking down on him.
In desperation, Russell had to accept another US$2 million to make amends to calm the man's anger.
But when he left, the man was still very unhappy. He cursed and said that Russell was not interesting enough. From then on, they broke up with each other and never saw each other again.
So, after a night of hard work, Russell paid off all his debts and somehow ended up with an extra $5 million.
"Alas, Gotham City, a city with simple folk customs, really deserves its reputation!"
Feeling the love from all walks of life, Russell burst into tears and swore that whoever dared to mess with Gotham again, saying that "most people can't survive two episodes", would immediately stand up and fight them.
There is something dark about these kind-hearted faces, and they throw out at least a dozen five-point hairpins in Marvel.
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In this way, Russell spent his first night in Gotham City moved.
Early the next morning, it can be said that it was early in the morning, the decoration team hired by the kind-hearted creditor began to work.
Knowing that Russell was short of money, the creditors got together and wondered about the fate of their brothers' family. They could not just ignore it and had to find ways to help.
So a group of people tightened their belts and pooled together some money to continue the follow-up project of the unfinished building.
They would rather starve themselves than let the Russell family building be neglected. No, after a lot of publicity, the building was not completed yet, and the lease contracts were piled up on Russell's desk.
"Good man!"
After sending away the creditors who really couldn't squeeze out any money, Russell crossed his legs and lay on the rooftop of the building where the construction was scheduled to be completed, basking in the sun.
Beach chairs, sun umbrellas, a table of delicious food, and a hired life assistant. I feel like I have lost my purpose in life. There are no world tasks to trigger, and I am too lazy to try to find Batman.
"Lie down for three more days, just three days. After three days, I will go to my old friend's Batcave to visit..." Russell took a sip of red wine and shook it gently with the goblet.
"Meow meow meow~~~"
A cat squatted on the ground, licked its paws and began to wash its face.
"Huh!?"
Russell lowered his head when he heard the sound, nodded the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked doubtfully: "Where did the cat come from? I don't remember buying it, or was it a gift from a kind-hearted creditor?"
The assistant shrugged and said she didn't know. Russell picked up the cat on the ground, put it on his lap and started stroking it.
Thanks to Russell's exquisite skills, the cat purred happily in less than five minutes.
"No matter, from today on, this is my cat." Russell waved his hand and said to his assistant: "Go and modify the decoration drawings of the building, and convert one of the floors into a cattery."
"Okay, sir!"
"Also, cats are millions of light years away and have come to Earth. We can't neglect the visitors from the universe. We immediately spent $50,000 to buy a set of temporary equipment."
"Sir, I'm afraid this won't cost more than $50,000."
"Shut up, you won't buy two sets?"
"..."
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Three days later, another three days!
Russell removed his hand from the cat's chin. This thing was poisonous. Once Kailu couldn't stop, it made him slack off in his tasks.
"Meow meow meow~~~~"
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"Okay, okay, put away the big killer meatball quickly. It's up to you. I'll jerk off for another ten minutes. As promised, it's only ten minutes. There are bats waiting for me over there!"
Two hours later, Russell picked out a black hooded sweatshirt, jumped from the fifteenth floor, and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.
The cat crouched by the window, examining the darkness, his eyes shining, and he jumped down from the fifteenth floor, dodging several times to chase Russell in the direction he disappeared.
Finding Batman in Gotham City is both easy and difficult.
Simply because wherever there is crime, he is there. Of course, he is the one who fights crime.
The difficulty lies in the fact that Gotham, as a municipality, covers an area of nearly a thousand square kilometers. Cases often occur in multiple locations at the same time. Batman does not have the ability to clone himself, and he cannot fly a plane at all times.
Russell was frustrated on the first night. He didn't meet Batman, and when he returned home, he found that the cat was also missing.
"How could it be lost? This is the fifteenth floor. Could it be that it can jump?" Russell pointed at the window and scolded: "If it really jumps, it can be found with a broken leg!"
The assistant was speechless and speechless. Russell was greatly disappointed when he saw this: "Publish the recruitment information and recruit a new life assistant. Starting tomorrow, you can go to work in the property management department!"
The assistant left in despair, thinking that because he was young, beautiful, and well-capitalized, he could hook Russell, a rich man, and live a small life spending money.
Yes, Russell has a bad reputation, but he is rich!
I never thought that because one cat was completely destroyed, I didn’t know which little bitch would be cheaper next.
"Meow meow meow~~~"
Not long after the assistant left, Russell heard the cat's voice and turned around in surprise.
The cat that had been missing before jumped down from the window sill intact, walked up to Russell in a few steps, and started rubbing his legs.
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Russell frowned and realized that things were not that simple. He raised his hand to lift the cat high and inspected it carefully.
There are no problems before and after. It is a very ordinary cat, and the magic power does not feel that it is any different from other cats.
No problem is the biggest problem!
An ordinary cat may fall from the fifteenth floor if it loses its front paw, but it will never jump from the first floor to the balcony of the fifteenth floor.
"This cat..."
Thinking of Gotham City, Russell roughly understood the reason. He closed the balcony window and took the cat to the room filled with fitness equipment.
"System, use 'Item Card: Green Goblin Suit'!"
[Item Card: Green Goblin Set (a super luxury gift package that includes Green Goblin armor, vertical propulsion glider, Green Goblin flying knives, pumpkin bombs and other items)]
Green cannot be green, and it will never be green in this life. The Green Goblin gift package must be rectified.
Russell rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, but couldn't find the hammer he had, but it wasn't a big problem. He picked up the dumbbells beside him and started swinging them.
Ping ping ping pong!
The cat tilted his head and watched Russell busy here and there. Maybe he knew that he was doing very important work, so he squatted aside and didn't come forward to act cute.
After a while, Russell stopped, and the Green Goblin suit took on a new look. The color was mainly black, supplemented by dark red, and the appearance of the armor also changed drastically.
Yes, it's still the Deathstroke suit, but the suit he modified has more weapons such as gliders, throwing knives, and pumpkin bombs.
Russell put on his visor and made a loud sound. He borrowed the original words of a great writer: "Don't ask for whom the bell tolls, the bell tolls for you!"
