Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 145: A Drawless Game
The hiring of Mr. Freeze went smoothly. Just as everyone expected, Victor Freese was indeed a man who dared to act and take responsibility. In other words, he would not let down his wife's savior. For his wife, he would do anything.

This saved Batman some trouble, as the eavesdropping and tracking devices he had previously placed on the two of them were of no use.

In other words, many times, the villains only need to kidnap Nora to get Mr. Freeze to do things for them. Ma Zhaodi specifically talked about this with Gordon, Harvey and Bruce, asking them to pay attention to Nora's safety.

And the facts have proved that Victor is indeed not just a nerd. When he holds the freezing gun in his hand and wears armor on his body, he can instantly turn back into the Mr. Freeze who swept through Gothic Corporation.

"From now on, I will replace the previous prison administrator and become one of the new prison guards, but the rules between us will be the same."

The man's voice passed through the hood, into the loudspeaker, and then into the ears of everyone. His tone was calm and flat, without any ups and downs. "Follow the rules of Wayne Prison as usual, and your life will not change."

At this moment, Victor stood at the stage, and the prisoners stood below. Hundreds of eyes turned to the new prison guard on the stage. For the first few seconds, they couldn't understand the meaning of his words. After a few seconds, their expressions gradually became strange. Their faces changed from confusion to surprise, from surprise to secret joy, and finally from secret joy to ecstasy.

"The disaster star is gone?"

"Has a new prison guard replaced him?"

"We survived? That disgusting guy is gone?!"

"Holy crap! Wayne Prison didn't explode! Wayne Prison lasted a whole month!"

"Wayne is awesome!"

There was an uproar, everyone's face was filled with relief and uncontrollable ecstasy at having survived. Every day that Ma Zhaodi was in prison, everyone was terrified of even being incarcerated, as if he had been sentenced to suspended death sentence.

But today, that guy actually left.

The audience immediately turned into a sea of jubilation. Victor did not immediately stop the prisoners' noise. He had done some homework before taking the position and knew how much psychological trauma Ma Zhaodi had caused to the two large gangs. The cheers at this time were an emotional release that had been suppressed for a month.

After a minute, he spoke again: "Everyone stop making noise immediately. The prison needs to be quiet. No noise."

However, his voice clearly suppressed the group of prisoners, but they continued to cheer as if they didn't hear him. Victor glanced around and immediately found that several leaders had flickering eyes and were vaguely observing him.

He thought that they came with bad intentions. They saw the new prison guard and wanted to see if he was easy to mess with.

A month has passed, but these troublemakers have not yet fully obeyed the prison rules.

"I said, be quiet."

The crowd still did not quiet down until a few seconds later, when the terrified shouts of several prisoners broke the carnival atmosphere.

"Harrik, Harrik!"

"Oh my god, Harik has turned into ice!"

"It's Mr. Freeze! He's Mr. Freeze!"

The crowd quickly quieted down, and everyone turned their eyes in the direction of the sudden exclamation in the venue - the biggest troublemaker Harik was now covered with a thin layer of ice crystal shell, with his arms raised and his mouth open shouting, turning into a crystal clear ice sculpture.

Is he dead? No one knows, but everyone subconsciously moves away from the ice sculpture. "I think broken bones are the best textbooks, and you're still not very good at it."

Victor's voice sounded at the right time. This time, his voice tone still did not fluctuate at all, but at this moment, the flat voice turned into a cold and ruthless wind in everyone's eyes, and the armor and freezing gun on his body began to exude a cold murderous aura.

"You're very smart. No one touched that ice sculpture. My freezing doesn't just affect the surface of the body. If that ice sculpture were broken, what's his name?"

He thought for a moment and said, "Well, it doesn't matter. No matter what it's called, if someone tries to break open that ice sculpture, they'll find that the person inside and the outer layer of ice have shattered into shards, mixed together indistinguishably. So I advise you to leave it there and wait for it to thaw naturally."

Seeing that all the prisoners had restrained their arrogance, Victor hung the freezing gun back on his waist and showed a stiff and terrifying smile on his face. Of course, it was not a good-looking smile, so many prisoners shuddered again.

"Now, we are officially acquainted."

At this time, Ma Zhaodi, who was in a good mood, had some free time. He wanted to go out and find odd jobs, but he received a call from Sheriff Gordon.

"What? Falcone wants to make peace again? Can't he hold on a little longer?"

"Oh, Luigi is a little bit exhausted. Oh, Maroni's father is just like this? Then he can't do it either."

Anyway, it was not his own money that was lost, so what he said at this time was purely sarcastic. In fact, the fight between Maroni and Falcone had already seriously damaged the vitality of both sides.

"We can't go on like this. At least the decisive battle between our two families can't be put off until now."

In the apartment, Roman lit a cigarette irritably. At this moment, neither Sofia nor Cara Vitti was by his side. In fact, most of the senior members of the family had already been sent in.

He didn't expect Luigi to be so determined and have such complete evidence. However, Cara and Sofia were not accidents. He sent them in on purpose.

Sofia and Sal Maroni have developed feelings for each other, so he naturally can no longer trust his daughter. In fact, he has always regarded Sofia as his right-hand man rather than his daughter, and he is not sure whether Sofia really regards him as her father.

After all, after the death of her youngest son, she was the most likely to inherit the Falcone family.

Not to mention Kara. He was absolutely certain that his sister would seize every opportunity to usurp his power, and even usurp the city. She had never concealed this ambition since the first day she arrived.

Although he had cleared up the internal hidden dangers with the help of this fight, and cooperated tacitly with Wayne and Maroni to cut off the tentacles of external gangs, there was one thing that made him feel increasingly uneasy. The Wayne Group's recent actions were getting bigger and bigger. It was more like running a huge talent factory than running a prison.

The sharp old fox noticed the problem and even smelled a hint of danger. Even if a huge monster tried hard to appear harmless, its existence itself could not be ignored.

I have to talk to Luigi, he thought, and couldn't fight any longer.

"Jingle Bell--"

At this moment, the phone on the table rang.

Falcone looked at the caller ID and was shocked because the call was from an unexpected number.

It was Alberto calling.

(End of this chapter)