Marvel: Fusion

　　 "Hey, little penguin!"

　　 A frivolous greeting sounded, and the staff of the Iceberg Restaurant instantly went cold from head to toe. This nickname has been a long time no one has dared to call, especially in front of Oswald.

　　 The Penguin slowly turned his head, squinted at Jude and said, "Who are you?"

　　 "A Gotham man, I want to talk to you about something."

　　 The Penguin smiled and said, "Very well, come to my office."

　　 Jude shrugged and followed indifferently. The others looked at his back pitifully. In their eyes, Jude was already dead.

　　 Squeak! boom!

　　 The office door opened and closed, and when Jude walked in, two black hole guns had been aimed at his head.

　　 The Penguin took off his trench coat and hung it up, and put the top hat in order, then sat on the chair and said, "Let’s talk, any last words? If you don’t say it, there will be no chance."

　　 Facing the two guns, Jude did not feel nervous, but asked: "Penguin, don't you recognize me?"

　　 Oswald took a moment to look at it and said, "There is no impression."

　　 Jude frowned: "Didn't Bigfoot and Bob Dylan ask you to deal with me?"

　　 Saying that, the Penguin understood it instantly. At that time, Bob Dylan gave him Jude’s information, and he gave it to his subordinates without reading it. After all, he would not bother about such trivial matters.

　　 It’s just that I didn’t expect that the five members of the Big Foot Gang were also killed by the opposite man, and since the other side came to me, it means that the person I sent was dead, which is a bit interesting.

　　 "It turns out that you blackmailed Bob Dylan and killed the people of Bigfoot. They are asking me to investigate you. The timing of your coming is just right."

　　 The Penguin raised his forehead after speaking, and the two men knowingly opened the insurance, preparing to end Jude.

　　 "I advise you not to do this, it will cost you your life."

　　 "Oh? Really? Why are you?"

　　 "Rely on this stuff."

　　 Jude said, holding a bomb wrapped in a yellowish shell in his hand.

　　 "This is a dirty bomb. I made it specially and used some special techniques. Don't look at its small size. As long as it explodes, the entire hotel can be razed to the ground, and radiation will affect at least one block."

　　 After Jude finished speaking, the two men couldn't help taking a step back, and the Penguin also picked up the Bulgarian umbrella at the corner of the table. This thing seemed to be just an umbrella, but it actually contained organs.

　　There are various weapons such as knives, guns, swords, and even small missiles, lasers, flamethrowers and other powerful props. When necessary, this umbrella can also be used as a small helicopter or shield for him to defend and escape.

　　 "Mr. Oswald, under this dirty bomb, even if you have ten umbrellas, you will be blown into a pile of minced meat. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

The Penguin stared at Jude closely, thinking about whether he could kill him before the other party detonated, but gave up after a while. The danger was too high. He was running for mayor, how could he pay him his life? Kind of scum.

　　 Thinking of this, he motioned for two of his men to go out, and they immediately fled like an amnesty.

　　 "Excuse me, what's your name?"

　　 "Jude Herbert."

　　 "Okay Jude, it seems we need to talk, let's talk, why did you come to me?"

　　 Jude smiled slightly and said, "It looks like you admit that you sent a killer to me."

　　 The Penguin didn’t hide it, and smiled: “Yes, I did explain it yesterday, but if I know your skills, we don’t really need to be like this.”

　　 "Mr. Herbert, there is actually no conflict between us. You can leave now, and leave safely."

"So simple?"

　　 The Penguin intervened and said, "It's that simple, whether Bob Dylan or Schrader, no one can order me."

　　 Jude frowned upon hearing this, he seemed to have heard some funny name.

　　 "Wait, Mr. Oswald, is Schrader the leader of the Bigfoot?"

　　 The Penguin said in surprise: "You know this, you are not an ordinary person, yes, Schrader is the boss of the bigfoot."

　　 Jude burst out laughing when he heard the words. He thought that Bigfoot was just a small gang with the same name, but he didn't expect it to be the Bigfoot among Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

　　 Gotham City has a big foot gang, which is strange but not particularly strange, because DC did make an animated film called "Batman vs. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles". Although the name is bad, the plot is really good.

　　 And now that the Penguin and Bigfoot are colluding, Jude's brain spins wildly, and he guessed the joints in a moment.

　　 "Let me take a guess, Mr. Oswald, your cooperation with Bigfoot is not the source of variation for plotting them."

　　 The Penguin's heart jumped, wondering how he knew, and Jude interrupted him when he was about to say something.

　　 "No need to explain, it must be the case, because for you, the most valuable thing about Bigfoot is the source of mutation."

　　 "Although you are the underground emperor of Gotham, in essence, you are still a poor, weak, inferior penguin who wants to prove yourself, and your cowardice and inferiority come from your deformed body."

　　 The penguin man's face became terrible and hideous, and suddenly he grabbed the Bulgarian umbrella at the corner of the table. No matter what dirty bullets, he just wanted to kill the nasty guy in front of him.

But Jude moved faster than him, squeezing his hand directly, almost touching his face and said: "What? Speaking of your pain points? Why are you abandoned by the family? It is because of this deformity. body of."

　　 "But do you think Bigfoot will help you? Shit, don't be fooled by them, do you know who is behind Bigfoot?"

"Let me tell you, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is the ninja master of the Assassin League and the leader of the demon Lars El Gul. The Bigfoot wants to get the immortal spring of Lazarus Pool, so he and the devil The leader made a deal, and the price was to help him destroy Gotham. If Gotham is gone, will your Penguin still exist?"

　　 The penguin man's hand relaxed slightly, but he still asked gloomily, "How do you know this."

　　 "I know everything!"

After a stalemate for a while, the Penguin sat down, tapped his fingers on the desk and fell into contemplation. The big foot gang has always been active in New York. Suddenly coming to Gotham is suspicious, but the source of variation is too tempting to make his own judgment. The force drops.

　　 Jude cleared his throat and said, "Mr. Oswald, if you really want to become a normal person, I can help you."

　　 The Penguin glanced at him and said, "You? Why should I believe you?"

　　 "First, I have this ability. I can make dirty bombs and this laser transmitter with a bunch of broken pieces. I am the smartest scientist in the world."

　　 "Second, I ask you, I need you to help me investigate someone, so it won't hurt you."

　　 "Third, compared to me alone, Bigfoot can't help you at all, let alone the Assassin League behind it."

　　 "As long as you believe me, I can give you a satisfactory answer within a week at most, but how long will you have to wait for Bigfoot's promise?"

　　 The Penguin did not speak, but stared at Jude. He saw a terrible confidence in this man, and this confidence made him want to believe him.

"what do you need?"

　　 "It's just a laboratory."

　　 "Who do I need to investigate?"

　　 "Ivy Pepper."