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But at this moment, Connor suddenly said: "Wait!"

The Penguin stopped and turned to look at him: "Mr. Connor, what else do you want?"

Connor walked up to the Penguin and whispered something.

When the Penguin heard this, his expression changed slightly, but he immediately regained his composure.

He nodded, “Okay, I understand.

Do not worry. "

After saying that, he turned and left.

Connor stood there, watching the figure disappear into the darkness.

At this time, Maroni also walked up to Connor and said, "Mr. Connor, what did you say to the Penguin just now?"

Connor smiled and said, “Nothing.

Just remind him not to forget our agreement."

Upon hearing this, Maroni couldn't help but be secretly alert.

Connor is definitely not a good person. When working with him, you must always be careful and cautious.

On the other side, the Penguin returned to his territory.

He sat in his spacious and bright office, looking at the night view outside the window, and a feeling of ambition and passion surged in his heart.

Tonight's action will be an important turning point in his life.

As long as he can succeed, he will be able to completely break free from Falcone's control and become the true overlord of Gotham City.

However, what he didn't know was that
In a dark warehouse, a burly man was showing off a newly learned brutal trick to his men.

"This move was told to me by Lord Qin Yang, and it is indeed very useful."

There was a hint of pride in his words, as if he was showing off a precious treasure.

Before he could finish his words, Maroni's little brother, a cheetah ready to pounce, reacted surprisingly quickly.

He suddenly reached into his waist, pointed the black muzzle of the gun at Connor's men, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

After a crisp gunshot, Connor's men fell to the ground, and the fire of life was extinguished at this moment.

When Connor saw this, a flash of shock flashed across his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

The survival of the fittest is the only law.

He looked at Maroni's younger brother and said coldly, "Remember the judge that Falcone gave to Maroni? When I went to greet him, he thought it was Maroni's intention and used his influence to get Tommy Burns out of prison early."

Upon hearing this, Maroni's younger brother sneered, mocking Connor's ignorance and naivety.

He pressed the gun in his hand lightly, and a crisp "click" sound was heard. It was the sound of a bullet being loaded, and it was also his response to Connor's warning.

At this time, Maroni slowly walked out of the shadows, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, scanning everyone present.

In his hands he was playing with an exquisite Madrid porcelain jar, which was one of his favorite collections.

“Madrid porcelain jars, my favorite.”

There was a hint of satisfaction and pride in his words; this porcelain jar was a symbol of his power and status.

He looked at Connor, a hint of appreciation and admiration in his eyes.

"Tell Falcone and thank him for his kindness."

The words were brief and powerful, yet they revealed his gratitude and recognition of Falcone.

However, at this moment, Connor suddenly discovered that his gun and his men's guns were jammed! "

He was shocked and instantly understood what was going on.

He looked at Maroni, with a flash of anger and unwillingness in his eyes.

"Butch, are everything in order?"

He asked in a low voice, hoping Butch would give him a positive answer.

However, Butch shook his head with a hint of helplessness and guilt on his face.

"Forget it then."

The voice was low and powerful, yet it revealed an unspeakable determination.

Connor felt lost when he heard this.

There is no absolute loyalty and trust, only eternal interests and betrayal.

He looked at Maroni and Penguin, with a hint of determination and resolve in his eyes.

He didn't want to be involved in this complicated power struggle anymore. He just wanted to save his own life and the safety of his men.

So he turned around and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by the Penguin Man.

"and many more."

The Penguin's voice was deep and powerful, able to penetrate people's hearts. Connor stopped, turned around, and looked at the Penguin coldly.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

There was a hint of impatience and indifference in his voice.

The Penguin walked up to Connor with a smile, his eyes as sharp as a torch, able to see through Connor's heart.

"You and your men are the best assassins in Gotham. Your assassination of Senator Klein was a masterpiece."

There was a hint of appreciation and admiration in the words, a tribute to Connor.

Connor couldn't help but feel a surge of pride when he heard this.

He and his men do indeed hold a pivotal position in Gotham, and every action they take is enough to shake the entire city.

However, this sense of pride was quickly shattered by Penguin's next words.

The Penguin pulled out a newspaper from his arms and threw it hard in front of Connor.

The newspaper had the headline "Serial Killer Tommy Burns Released Early Today".

Connor picked up the newspaper and read its contents carefully, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Tommy Burns?"

He murmured, “How is this possible?

Shouldn't he be sentenced to life in prison?"

The Penguin sneered, with a hint of pride and sarcasm on his face.

"Do you really think you can control everything?

Let me tell you, no one in this city is truly in control.

Tommy Burns' early release is a warning to you."

Connor felt angry when he heard this.

He looked at Penguin, his eyes blazing with anger.

"Are you provoking us?"

The voice is deep and powerful and may burst out at any time.

The Penguin didn't care about Connor's anger, he smiled and continued: "No, I'm just telling you a fact.

There are no eternal enemies, nor eternal friends.

There are only eternal interests and betrayal.

If you want to survive in this city, you must learn to adapt to this rule."

Connor couldn't help but feel powerless when he heard this.

Penguin is right.

It's like a small boat floating in the vast ocean, which may be swallowed by the huge waves at any time.

However, at this moment, Butch suddenly stood up.

There was a hint of firmness and determination on his face, making his position clear to Connor.

"Penguin, do you really think you can control everything?

Let me tell you, we also have our bottom line and principles.

If you dare to provoke us again, we will make you pay the price!"

When the Penguin heard this, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

He looked at Butch, his eyes gleaming with curiosity and admiration.

"Oh?

interesting.

It seems that you are not a group of killers without any bottom line.

However, I still want to remind you that no one can really control everything.

If you want to survive, you must learn to adapt to this rule."

Connor and Butch fell into deep thought after hearing this.

I know deep down that what the Penguin said is right.

You must learn to adapt to this cruel and complex rule, otherwise you will be swallowed up by this city.

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the warehouse door.

Connor and Butch immediately became alert and looked towards the door, ready for what was about to come.

However, when he saw the person who appeared at the door, he could not help but be stunned. (End of this chapter)