Marvel: Fusion

Gotham, Iceberg Restaurant.

This is a rather luxuriously decorated hotel, which can be said to be magnificent. Since its completion, it has been favored by Gotham aristocrats and high society elites, and it is a good place for them to show their status.

But many people don't know that the owner of this iceberg restaurant is actually Oswald Chesterfield Copperpot, a well-known gangster in Gotham's underground.

The Copperpot family is one of the four major families in Gotham. Oswald's reincarnation skills are very good. It can be said that he was born with a golden key in his mouth, but God gave him a good reincarnation but not a good body. He was born with deformities , short and fat, which disgraced his family, so he was abandoned.

But Oswald did not give up on himself. Instead, he climbed to the position of the boss of Gotham step by step by relying on his own talents. Everyone was afraid of him but secretly laughed at him, and gave him a nickname-Penguin.

And the Bingshan Restaurant has also become a place for Penguin to sell stolen goods and launder money.

"call……"

Breathing out a puff of cigar smoke, Penguin slowly turned the seat. His voice was a bit sharp, but he deliberately spoke in a deep voice, because a deep voice is what a gangster should have, not this sharp, ugly picture. , Ridiculous sound.

"Bob Dylan, what do you want from me? Better hurry up, I have an important event to attend."

Facing the Penguin, Bob Dylan was still a little cautious even as the deputy warden of Blackgate Prison. He knew too well that the man opposite him was ridiculous in stature but dark in heart. He could laugh with you in this second Talking together, the next second can make your soul fly for nine days.

"Mr. Oswald, I have encountered some trouble recently and need your help. Of course, your efforts will not be in vain. Your two subordinates in the prison can be released unconditionally."

The penguin stared at Bob Dylan with some dark eyes and said, "Do you think I will spend my energy for two trash?"

While talking, the Penguin changed the subject again: "However, I heard that one of Black Mask's subordinates just went in yesterday. If you are willing to create an accident to kill him, I will be happy to help you."

Bob Dylan frowned when he heard that, Black Mask is not a guy to mess with, and as an underground boss in Gotham City, Black Mask is more brutal and bloodthirsty than Penguin.

After all, the Penguin is rational. He hopes that Gotham will remain basically stable in the chaos, so as to provide the gang with a long-term survival soil.

But Black Mask is much more powerful when he is insane. He even clamored to turn the entire Gotham City into hell. Except for the clown, there are few more dangerous criminals than him.

However, when he thought of his criminal evidence being grasped, Bob Dylan felt restless. After deliberating for a while, he said, "Mr. Oswald, if he didn't die but just became an idiot, would you accept this result?" ?”

Penguin grinned: "Barely, tell me your trouble."

A few minutes later, Bob Dylan left the Iceberg Restaurant satisfied. He believed that if the Penguin made a move, that son of a bitch Jude Herbert would be chopped into pieces.

Penguin also hummed a ditty in satisfaction, but he is one of Black Mask's subordinates, yet he dared to call himself Penguin in front of his face, and it was my kindness, Mr. Oswald, not to kill him.

He leaned the umbrella against the corner of the table, took off his suit and put on the tuxedo he had already prepared, then put on his top hat, supported the umbrella on the ground, and posed several consecutive poses in front of the mirror.

"Well, not bad."

He took out his pocket watch and took a look. There were still three minutes before the party started. Penguin paced the room unhurriedly. He had to wait, because important people often appeared last.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door, and Penguin straightened his tie, thinking that it was time for him to make an appearance. As the host, he prepared meticulously, and he must not lose face in front of Gotham's political and business circles.

Unexpectedly, the subordinate who opened the door said: "Mr. Oswald, Mr. Ivan Strank from the Bigfoot Gang is here, and he said he has something to talk to you about."

The Penguin was a little upset and said: "Don't you know that the party will start soon? Let him wait."

After speaking, Oswald twisted his fat buttocks and walked towards the party hall.

Are you kidding, do you meet whoever you want? Although there is cooperation with the Bigfoot Gang, Ivan Strank alone is not qualified to talk to him about things. If he wants to talk about it, the leader of the Bigfoot Gang, Schrader, must come in person.

The party lasted for more than three hours. When the Penguin returned to the office, he found someone sitting there. It was Ivan Strank.

His smiling face immediately became anxious: "Stranke, who allowed you to sit in my seat?"

Ivan Strank got up and said with a smile: "Mr. Oswald, please don't be angry. For more than three hours, I always need a place to rest, don't I?"

"It's almost midnight, and I don't want to disturb your rest, so how about we make a long story short?"

Because of his size, Penguin is very inferior, but the more inferior he is, the more he wants to behave like a gentleman. This is psychological compensation.

What's more, the Bigfoot gang still has something they need, Oswald can only suppress his anger and say: "Speak, it must not be some trivial matter."

"Five of my subordinates are missing, I hope you can help me check this matter."

The Penguin immediately said angrily: "That's all? You came to bother me because of five scumbags?"

"This is not scum. You must know that I only brought dozens of people with me to Gotham. Five of them are missing today, and ten may be missing tomorrow. I want to know who is dealing with me. You have to know that you brought us into Gotham. Tan's, this is not only dealing with Bigfoot, it is also dealing with you."

The Penguin still waved his hand in boredom: "I'm not interested in asking about such trivial matters. I'm busy running for mayor now, and I'll talk about it after the election is over."

Strank squinted his eyes and snorted: "Mr. Oswald, this is not a cooperative attitude. Don't you want a mutation source? Don't you want to cure your deformed body?"

Hearing this, the Penguin suddenly roared angrily, "Do you want me to throw you into the blender? I want to see real things, not empty promises."

"Okay, I'm here today to show you the power of mutation sources."

"what?"

Roar!

With a sudden roar, Ivan Strank's body instantly swelled abnormally, his clothes were torn, and he turned into a rhinoceros.

"Did you see it? This is the power of the source of mutation. It can turn people into monsters, and it can also turn monsters back into people. As long as you use it, your deformed body can return to normal."

Penguin didn't care about Strank's disrespect, but looked at him with great excitement. It turned out that Bigfoot didn't deceive him, everything was true, and he had a chance to become a normal person.

"Very good. Starting today, the Bigfoot Gang can act under my banner in an open and aboveboard manner. I don't care what you are going to do. Bring the source of mutation to me as soon as possible."

"Good sir, happy cooperation."