Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 117 R-P-G!

Ma Zhaodi walked on the street, watching the fireworks all the way.

He was not in a hurry because the starting time of the task had not yet arrived, but he had already arrived near the task location - since the system gave the odd job task location in advance this time, he had come to check it out many times in the past few days.

That's right, he decided to accept this mission. Although he was nervous about facing two super criminals at the same time, he had an advantage in this mission that he didn't have when facing the Joker.

That means you can run.

That's right, it's not necessary to keep the money, and Batman is not on holiday today. Whether they take the money and run away, or Batman arrives in time, Ma Zhaodi has the initiative to retreat at any time - and with his current ability to save his life, he can also ensure that he can escape.

What's more, they were destined not to be able to hide the money in the vault, because he had been to Gotham Bank once a few days ago and made some preparations.

Ma Zhaodi gradually arrived near the gate of Gotham Bank. He looked at the strict guard at the door. Putting aside the fully armed security personnel, the heavy vault door alone was enough to block most people from trying to break through. If there was no way to get the password of the bank vault, then naturally there would be no chance of getting the money inside.

The Scarecrow and the Riddler are both intelligent super criminals. Ma Zhaodi is not sure how they will steal the money in the vault. Maybe the group of people will disguise themselves as bank employees or security personnel - or maybe they will simply find a way to get the vault password and force their way in from the outside.

But in any case, covert actions such as digging tunnels are basically impossible, because Ma Zhaodi has already communicated with the insects and ants underground, and there is no large-scale construction under the bank, so their attack will most likely come from the ground.

He was still disguised as a passerby at this time. This time, he was not sure whether to use the identity of the perverted wheelchair man - if blowgun darts, sneak attacks and high-speed wheelchairs were suitable for combat, then let Scarecrow and the others have a great time on Independence Day; if not, then he decided to create another identity for himself, a vest whose fighting method was completely different from that of the perverted wheelchair man.

While thinking, he looked around. The main route of the convoy was not here, so there were not many pedestrians nearby and it seemed calm.

There were two security guards at the door, both armed with guns. They seemed normal, but the system indicated that the mission time was about to begin, which made Ma Zhaodi unable to help but look at the faces of these two people.

"Could they be those two men disguised as those who came to rob the vault?"

On the other side, the two security guards at the bank entrance had been keeping an eye on Ma Zhaodi for a long time.

"Is this guy here in disguise to rob the vault?"

"Ah? Why do you ask?"

"Haven't you noticed? This guy's been hanging around the bank for about a week now, staring at it every day without even going in. Isn't he just scouting the place?"

"But what could he do alone? Besides, I remember seeing him go into a bank to deposit money one day."

"Did you see that?"

"Yes, a full ten thousand in cash—and he seems to have some reputation in the underworld."

"Oh, I remember, your brother has friends in the Falcone family—does he know this man?"

"He mentioned a somewhat fierce-looking Asian man who had caused unrest in the Maroney family. I think he was very similar to the man we saw."

"What the hell? He's still a big shot?"

"Not really, his nickname is Disaster Star"

Ma Zhaodi's ears were clearly filled with their conversation. He turned awkwardly and walked to the corner of the street. If he had known earlier, he would have spent some asset points to buy a disguise skill. But now he was still recognized.

He had indeed deposited $10,000 in cash into the bank a few days ago, but the bills had been spiked—inspired by Ivy's method, Ma Zhaodi had smeared pollen from ten vines onto the $10,000 bill—and he could use the vines to track the pollen. He didn't even have to worry about his money not making it into the vault, because he had personally witnessed the money being counted by the bank's money counter that day—and a large amount of cash deposited in the bank vault would undoubtedly have been counted by the counter, and the pollen left in the counter would spread to the cash. If the vault was truly robbed, he could simply follow the large amount of pollen to recover the cash.

"Alas, I've never been this insidious before. I must have been infected by Batman."

That’s right, even if I, Ma Zhaodi, am 99% responsible, doesn’t Batman also have 1% responsibility?
"Hey? Why is that disaster star gone?"

"It's just right that he disappeared. Maroni's restaurant was bombed. If he stays here any longer, aren't you afraid that the bank will be in trouble?"

"Well, that seems to be the case—Hey, those fireworks are really beautiful."

Another guard looked up and saw the emerald green fireworks exploding above his head. He subconsciously agreed, "Indeed, I really like fireworks."

"Me too, these things make me feel like a kid again—"

Before he could finish his words, the exploding emerald green fireworks turned into green raindrops, falling to the ground and landing on the two of them.

“Oh, this color is so pretty.”

"No, that's not right. The sky is falling!"

"Oh my God!"

As the rain fell, all the guards near the bank began to shiver. In just a few seconds, they fell to the ground, curled up and shivering, losing all ability to move.

Ma Zhaodi was quick-witted and agile. When he saw the raindrops falling, he felt something was wrong and immediately stuffed a piece of candy into his mouth. This candy was made from milk in the store, and as long as it was not swallowed, it would have the effect of continuously releasing control.

After the last battle with the Joker, Ma Zhaodi immediately realized that he needed a sustainable means of releasing the control. If the Joker's dagger had some concentrated laughing gas on it at the time, he would probably have died on the spot. Therefore, after returning, he specially made this control-releasing candy.

After the raindrops fell, a strange whistling sound was heard from the sky again. Ma Zhaodi looked up and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"I'm super! R-P-G!"

A huge warhead came at a rapid speed and exploded directly on the ground. Intense flames mixed with dense green smoke spread out, not only blowing a hole in the wall, but also turning the bank area into a smoke zone within ten seconds - now, even all the people inside the bank fell to the ground together, crying out in fear.

Just at this moment, in the hazy fog, the sound of horse hooves and the singing of a madman were heard.

"The walrus and the carpenter walked hand in hand on the seashore~"

"When they saw so much sand, they couldn't help but burst into tears~"

"Seven maids spent half a year sweeping the floor together."

"Do you think they can clean this place up~"

The other lunatic replied, "Well—I don't think so."

(End of this chapter)