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Chapter 16 The Big Shots of the Iceberg Club

(The original chapter has been reviewed.)

It was as if he was desperately trying to make up for the losses he suffered when she wasn't by his side.

After finally getting to the end, Cindy dressed and jumped out of the window, leaving Connors alone in front of the mirror, holding a bottle of ice-cold beer.

A perfectly healthy young man from China, though still in good shape, now has dark circles under his eyes, clearly due to overwork.

I have been ruined by alcohol and women, and I look so haggard... Starting today, I will abstain from alcohol!

Connors made up his mind, jumped onto the bed and fell asleep immediately. At three in the morning, he suddenly opened his eyes, quickly dressed, and then jumped out of the window.

His body fell from the nineteenth floor without any protection, yet strangely, he made no sound. Moreover, his body floated in the air, not like a fleshy body, but like a piece of paper.

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[Reward for watching the drama unfold: Master of Little Tricks]

Even though Cindy Moon's attempt to get her hands on the turtle was incredibly tempting, Connors didn't forget to submit his "watching the show" task.

The reward is a cheap trick, with a rather low-class name, and it's no different from unlocking a door.

However, since the suffix is ​​"Grandmaster," and after experiencing the benefits of using "Grandmaster-level" lock-picking ability to render the Scarecrow's full skills useless, Connors did not underestimate this ability.

Jumping off a tall building unharmed is just basic skill; there are many other methods that seem bizarre and extraordinary to ordinary people.

"If I were given the power of a master hypnotist, I could perform magic on the most prestigious stages..."

Connors muttered to himself, grabbed his collar and yanked it, turning his clothes black and completely blending into the night.

The guy who was kicked by Cindy during the day but wasn't quite dead was a member of the Penguin gang. Connors got half of the information he wanted before the guy died:

The Penguin's bombing of the stadium and the Scarecrow's poisoning were all part of the Joker's plan.

The half-man didn't know the specifics of the plan; he was just a low-level henchman, so his information was only "half-finds".

Besides that, there was an unexpected gain: because the Penguin, as the gang leader, actually listened to the words of a captured Joker, many of the gang's veteran members disagreed.

They captured a spy, which could have been used to extort a large sum of money from the opposing organization. However, after the Penguin listened to the Joker, they decided to eliminate the Penguin and use the spy to launder his money, transforming themselves from a gang into a corporation.

They want to build Gotham's second Wayne Enterprises!

This lowly henchman was one of the people sent to clear out the area, with the aim of eliminating the Penguin and his cronies from the organization.

When Connors received the news, he realized that there was another unusual piece of gossip.

He's seen plenty of superhero and villain dramas since coming to this world, but this spy drama is a first for him. As a troublemaker, Connors certainly won't miss this big scoop on gang infighting and whitewashing.

……

Iceberg Club.

This is Penguin Man's official nightclub, a legitimate business establishment.

However, this is also where the Penguin gang members are stationed. Apart from the bottom three floors which are used for business, the apartments above are all residences for gang members.

On the third floor of the Iceberg Club, in the dim, ambiguous lighting, a group of short, fat men were chuckling around a red-haired woman who was tied to a chair.

"Tonight is not quite what I expected..."

It seems that because the leader, Penguin, was a short and fat guy, all these elders were also bloated and had ferocious faces.

"I know what you're thinking, but believe me, this is better."

The red-haired woman's hands were tied behind a chair. She was wearing a black halter dress and black bodysuit stockings over her voluptuous legs.

Because her hands were tied behind her back, her upper body leaned forward unconsciously while sitting in the chair, and the beautiful snow-capped mountain scenery made the short, fat men in front of her even more drooling.

It seemed that torture and forced confession were about to begin. The chair the woman was sitting on was behind the open space of the Iceberg Club; if she fell, she would die.

At that moment, at the signal of the short, stout elder of the Penguin, a henchman walked over and knocked the chair and the man backward with one hand.

The moment she lets go, this sexy redhead will fall.

Connors, of course, was not going to let go. He wasn't there to kill anyone; he was just there to watch the show. But this scene seemed somewhat familiar to him.

Fortunately, he didn't get a chance to interrupt the big shots' conversation with the female spy. After showing off for a bit, he immediately stepped back, leaving the big shots to have their say.

Using his "Master of Tricks" ability, Connors stood there without anyone noticing anything amiss.

"A mysterious person who can swing between skyscrapers using transparent threads?"

The big boss listened to the red-haired female spy's description and smiled disdainfully:

"Your false information ruined you. This is Gotham. The only ones flying in the air are Batman. There's never any 'webs' here."

"But don't worry, we'll soon be handing you over to Batman as a generous gift from our Iceberg Corporation!"

The other man beside her, short and stout, had his hands in his pockets, his belly bouncing as he walked, and his tiny, beady eyes never left the female spy's chest.

"The infamous spy Black Widow is nothing more than a pretty face."

Connors almost brought Old Master Yu's Tianjin-accented "Ho~" from Earth to Gotham.

No wonder this scene looked so familiar. It turns out that the female spy who was tied up is Black Widow. Now we're in for a good show.

"Do you really think I'm beautiful?" Black Widow raised her eyebrows, and her snow-capped peaks began to undulate again.

Connors was so close that he could even smell a faint fragrance in his nose.

Despite Black Widow's suggestive words and actions, the short, stout boss remained unmoved and instead gave Connors a look.

So he walked over, grabbed Black Widow's red hair with one hand, and pried open her chin with the other.

"Before we give it to Batman, would you mind dancing with us?"

The short, stout man walked to a workbench filled with various pliers, drill bits, and other tools, picked up a pair of pliers, and turned to Black Widow, saying:

"Of course, for our own safety..."

The short, stout gang leader kept squeezing the pliers in his hand, while several gang leaders next to him couldn't hold back any longer and took off their pants.

"...?"

Connors released Black Widow, then walked up to the boss and kicked him in the head.

"Just say what you want to say, don't try to disgust me."

The big shot is like a ball; once kicked, he can roll many times on the ground.

His kick left the gang leaders present somewhat bewildered.

Black Widow was dumbfounded. Her plan was going well, so where did this troublemaker come from?