It was a dark, windy, murderous night, and the people of Gotham must have believed this sentence to be the truth.
It was the first time that Linn observed Gotham from such a strange perspective in the sky, feeling the cold wind that scraped the bones like ice blades.
Of course Linn doesn't have the ability to fly, that's for the time being.
But he has a cloud.
Obviously, Somersault Cloud has its own thinking, or in other words, it has its own extremely subjective and rigid thinking and logic.
It's not that a kind-hearted person can't go shopping for groceries on a somersault cloud. It's quite suitable to be used as a law-level personality assessment instrument.
But the problem that Lynn needs to solve at this time is obviously not this.
Schrödinger could sit on a somersault cloud. Lynn tried letting a kitten sit on it, and then hung a swing on the cat to sit on it.
It's very useful, but the current physical condition of the kitten is obviously unable to complete such an arduous and long-term task.
Considering the kitten's physical education, Lin reluctantly gave up this magical operation.
But once the thinking hole is opened, the hole will be drilled wider and wider.
Lin En soon found another way and found the second stroke of Shenlai.
It's actually very simple. He bought a big balloon and stuffed the somersault cloud inside.
Therefore, at this time, Lin En was riding on a large balloon flying in the air.
Some people rely on their superpowers to fly, some rely on their wings, and some rely on the mechanical power of technology... But whether they are using a hammer to hit themselves, or whipping a whip to pull the clouds, their methods of travel are not as stylish and unique as Lin Enlai.
Linn refused to accept anyone, including Aladdin.
“Ah…except it’s a little cold, this is the perfect vehicle.
Go left...that's right, slow down..."
No need to refuel or charge, full voice control, automatic obstacle avoidance, and zero difficulty in getting started. If this thing becomes popular, driving schools will definitely be the first to go bankrupt.
"Ah, is this the old residence of Falco's cabinet? It is indeed heavily guarded."
Lynn knows where Falcone's house is, and every Gothamite knows it, but when Falcone will show up in his house is another matter.
"The next step is to wait quietly."
Wrapped in a thick quilt, Linn closed her eyes, raised her head a little, and waited for the right moment to appear.
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Thornman is missing.
This is a message spread secretly by Gotham's underground forces.
For two whole days, the big bosses dispatched almost all their people to secretly search for that guy.
It's a pity that everyone got nothing.
There are rumors that he died while being wanted by Falcone, and there are also rumors that Batman killed him. The most evil rumor is that a boss secretly saved the seriously injured and dying Thornman, and only waited for him to recover from his injuries. After that, Gotham will be reshuffled.
The chaos and panic can probably be used to describe the underground forces in Gotham at this time, but at this time, the most powerful person in Gotham, Falco's cabinet, disappeared along with him.
He didn't show up, didn't spread the word, and didn't even want to pay attention to the hostile forces that appeared on his territory.
The most important thing is that everyone found that the bat also disappeared strangely.
Could it be...not just a lose-lose situation?
Things seem to be getting more complicated.
Even if they are the same bosses who use violent means to rule the underground forces, they all have different styles of doing things.
There are those who rise to the top through scheming and calculation, and naturally there are also players who become famous purely by relying on their fists and knives.
In this special period, all the big guys have different ideas.
Some people choose to be forbearing, and are particularly forbearing. Not only do they not spread their territory, they even withdraw from Gotham and hand over their sphere of influence to others.
Of course, there are also people who are willing to seize chestnuts from the fire and gain wealth from danger.
Gotham's underground undercurrent is surging, and the dissatisfaction and covetousness against Falco's cabinet over the years have gradually erupted. The fight for territory is no longer limited to small-scale conflicts, and everyone is gradually no longer hiding themselves, even in broad daylight. There were flames and guns roaring.
In this regard, the citizens of Gotham said that they are very used to it. Except that some parents will restrain their children who are too young at home and order them not to go out, the rest have not changed much at all.
When the gunfire rang out, everyone retreated skillfully when they were close, lying on the ground, closing their stalls... If they were far away, they wouldn't even be interested in raising their heads and looking over there.
Hardcore Gotham has always been about people, not the city.
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Lynn has been in heaven for four days.
He never thought that a subtle operation on his own whim would trigger such an interesting chain reaction.
Seeing those guys killing each other, Lin En was heartbroken.
Those are all living lives!
Those are soul fragments, draws, equipment and skills...
He was definitely greedy, and more than once, Lin almost couldn't help but want to rush down and do something to break up the fight.
stop! Stop fighting! If you beat me like this, you might as well let me beat him to death faster.
However, it is important to have a beginning and an end when doing things.
Since he essentially came here to get rid of Falcone, and now that the old fox is still hiding and not showing up, if Linn takes the first step now, his previous efforts will definitely be wasted.
You've been freezing in the sky for more than a hundred hours, you can't be freezing in vain!
Anyway, the poison in Gotham penetrates deep into the bones, evil thoughts breed, and there is no end to the killing. There is no rush, no rush...
Lin En persuaded herself thus.
Lin En's waiting was not in vain. Relying on this skill of forbearance, Lin En finally waited for Falcone to appear on the fifth day he held his position in the air.
It seemed that the old man really couldn't bear it anymore.
The loss of territory and the deaths of his men cannot shake his decision, but people are gradually losing respect and fear for him. This is the foundation for destroying Falcone's rule over Gotham's underground forces.
If you continue to pretend to be dead like this, it will be really difficult to reverse the verdict of the people. By then, even if the living Falcone appears, he will be no different from the dead.
Then, Falcone showed up. He swaggered in his car, driving from one side of Gotham to the other, maintaining a neither fast nor slow speed, and slowly drove into the old Falcone's door that had not been opened for five days. The door of the house.
Gotham, your Emperor is back.
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"Lonzo, what are you looking at?"
A guard guarding Falcone's old house looked at his companion who was looking up at the sky with his fingers raised, and said seriously: "Be serious, that guy will come at any time. You should look at the ground, front, back, left, and right. Instead of looking at the sky. Are you looking at the stars, damn it!"
"No, Bob."
Lonzo's brows furrowed, and he traced his fingers across his cheek, then put them into his mouth.
"Bob, is it raining? You don't feel it?"
"You are out of your mind. There are so many stars in the sky, where does the rain come from?"
"But I really... this rain... water?... must have fallen...
Eh?
This rain..."
Lonzo retched.
This rain, why is it so noisy? !
