American comics: Play as Kizaru and get off work in three seconds

"But Boss, how do you know for sure that Maroni will come to that restaurant today?"

Connor couldn't help but ask, with a hint of confusion in his voice.

The Penguin smiled slightly, everything was under control.

"Did Falcone send you here?"

He asked back, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Connor understood immediately after hearing this.

It turns out that all this was arranged by Falcone.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his doubts, and prepared for what was to come.

Time passed quickly and it was the next day.

The early morning sun shines into the room through the window, bringing a touch of warmth.

But somewhere in this city, a storm is brewing.

"I have something else to tell you."

Connor said to Butch, with a hint of seriousness in his voice.

Butch heard this and nodded.

As Penguin's confidant, he must always be vigilant and loyal.

He looked at Connor, waiting for his next words.

"Qin Yang has agreed to our plan."

Connor said, with a barely perceptible hint of joy in his voice.

Butch was slightly surprised when he heard this.

Qin Yang is an important member of the organization, and joining will undoubtedly greatly increase the chances of winning.

He looked at the Penguin, who nodded slightly with a satisfied look in his eyes.

"Of course."

Maroni's voice sounded outside the door, with a hint of grim smile and threat.

"You don't have to live to deliver this message."

The Penguin and Connor felt nervous when they heard this.

Maroney had sensed the plan and was ready to act.

A decision must be made quickly, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

"Boss, what should we do?"

Butch asked anxiously, his voice trembling a little.

Penguin took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He looked at Connor and Butch, a determined gleam in his eyes.

"We cannot sit idly by."

The Penguin said, with an unquestionable determination in his voice.

"We must take the initiative to seize the opportunity."

Connor heard this and nodded.

He looked at the Penguin, waiting for his next instruction.

"Butch, you are responsible for monitoring Maroni's every move and report to me at any time."

Penguin said, with a hint of seriousness in his voice.

"Yes, boss."

Butch replied, with a hint of determination in his voice.

"Connor, you are responsible for all preparations for the assassination.

Remember, we have to be absolutely sure.”

The Penguin continued, his voice filled with unquestionable authority.

Connor felt his blood boiling when he heard this.

This is a great opportunity to showcase yourself.

He looked at the Penguin, a determined gleam in his eyes.

“Don’t worry, sir.

I will complete the task.”

Connor said, with an unquestionable determination in his voice.

Upon hearing this, the Penguin Man nodded slightly.

He looked at Connor and Butch, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

He has a group of loyal and brave subordinates who will do their best for him.

Connor and Butch were both nervously preparing for the assassination.

They constantly collected intelligence, made plans, and conducted repeated drills. Each drill made them more familiar with each other's action patterns and strengthened their determination to complete the mission.

The day of action has arrived.

As night falls, the city is shrouded in darkness.

Connor and Butch were wearing black tights and masks on their faces, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes.

Armed with weapons, he quietly sneaked into the restaurant that Maroni frequented.

The restaurant was crowded and bustling.

But Connor and Butch remained unmoved. They stared at Maroni closely, waiting for the best time to strike.

Maroni stood up and prepared to leave the restaurant.

Seeing this, Connor and Butch immediately took action.

He moved through the crowd like a ghost and quickly approached Maroni.

"Do it!"

"Connor shouted, and the pistol in his hand fired instantly.

At the same time, Butch also took action. He rushed towards Maroni's deputies with a dagger in hand.

There were gunshots and screams everywhere.

The restaurant suddenly fell into chaos.

But Connor and Butch were not afraid. With their extraordinary skills and tacit cooperation, they quickly killed Maroni and all his deputies one by one.

When everything returned to calm, Connor and Butch had disappeared into the night.

A few days later, the Penguin stood on a tall building, overlooking the prosperity and hustle and bustle of the city.

A satisfied smile appeared on his face because he had already mastered the dark power of this city.

"Connor, Butch, you did a great job."

The Penguin said softly, with a hint of appreciation and gratitude in his voice.

Connor and Butch felt a warm feeling in their hearts when they heard this.

This is the honor and recognition I deserve.

Looking at the Penguin, there was a determination gleam in his eyes.

"Boss, we will always follow you and serve you."

Connor said, with an unquestionable loyalty in his voice.

Butch also nodded to show his determination and loyalty.

Upon hearing this, the Penguin Man nodded slightly.

He looked into the distance, with a deep and determined light flashing in his eyes.

Connor stood in a dim corner, his eyes like sharp blades, staring closely at the Penguin not far away.

There was an indescribable sarcasm and contempt in his cold eyes. The corners of his mouth slightly raised and he couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, Penguin, you are truly a rare lunatic in the world."

Connor's laughter echoed in the narrow space, with a hint of mockery and disdain.

The Penguin frowned, and a hint of displeasure flashed across his eyes, but it was fleeting, replaced by even deeper calculation and cunning.

He spoke slowly, his voice low and powerful: "What do you mean?
Mr. Connor, please clarify. "

Maroni stood aside and witnessed this scene, and couldn't help but feel alert.

He immediately gave a signal, and his men moved quickly, beginning a thorough search of Connor.

From head to toe, no possible place for weapons was left out, but after a careful inspection, nothing unusual was found.

Seeing this, Maroni's doubts were slightly reduced, but he did not completely let down his guard.

He looked at Connor coldly, trying to see through his heart.

Connor paid no attention to the searches, his eyes never leaving the Penguin.

He smiled slightly, with a hint of provocation in his tone: "Penguin, do you really like being inferior to others and being second?"

These words were like a sharp dagger, stabbing the Penguin's heart.

His face instantly became extremely gloomy and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, but he forcibly suppressed it.

He took a deep breath and spoke slowly: "Mr. Connor, this is wrong.

I, the Penguin, am not someone who can be manipulated by others, but I am also not someone who likes to make enemies for no reason.

There must be some misunderstanding about what happened today."

However, Connor had no intention of giving up.

He continued to sneer: “Misunderstanding?
Humph, then tell me what the misunderstanding is."

Penguin took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

At this moment, any slight emotional fluctuation may become a breakthrough for the other party.

He slowly spoke: "Mr. Connor, although you and I each serve our own masters, we are not at the point of a life-and-death struggle. (End of this chapter)