Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 84 Don’t blame me for the loss
Selina was a little surprised as she watched Bruce quickly empty all the chocolates on the plate. Although his eating manners were not inappropriate, judging from his eating efficiency, this plate of chocolate dessert was a little too attractive to Master Wayne.

After finishing the chocolate, Bruce calmly picked up the napkin and wiped the corner of his mouth. The confused look on his face disappeared, and he turned from a dazed weirdo into a cheerful and talkative playboy.

"Forgive my rudeness, Selena." He smiled and apologized to Selena, then turned to look at Ma Zhaodi beside him: "Who made this chocolate? I really want to meet him."

"." Ma Zhaodi looked at Bruce in a suit and tie, who was asking questions with a serious face, and couldn't help but curse in his heart that he looked like a bad guy. The couple were the same, fun-loving and playful. He had just helped to rescue someone from a difficult situation, and the next moment they liked to ask such embarrassing questions.

Where did the chocolate come from? You can't guess, can you? I fed the dog all my flower tea, apple juice, and Laba porridge, right?

Pooh.

But he remained calm and replied, "Mr. Bruce, with all due respect, on this romantic evening, perhaps your attention should be focused on something more important."

"For example, this beautiful lady who has been alone and angry for dozens of minutes - I guess she has greater expectations for her date tonight."

Of course, a normal waiter would not say such things, but Ma Zhaodi didn't care. The two people at the table more or less knew his situation, so he didn't pretend to be a gentleman.

Bruce subconsciously looked at Selina, and Selina looked at him playfully: "Bruce, you don't seem as sleepy as before?"

"I"

Fight, fight, fight. Ma Zhaodi quietly slipped away from the table, while beating the drum in his heart to cheer: Don't worry about my presence, I have disappeared, you can fight as much as you want.

It's a pity that this pair of cat lovers didn't fight. In just a few minutes, they were talking and laughing again, and were in love again. Judging from their posture, if they were not in the restaurant, they might have hugged each other and started to bite each other.

Haha, Ma Zhaodi was holding a plate and sneering in the distance. His eyes were almost thready. Why was he still beating around the bush? It would be better to watch a street dance battle in the rain than to watch these two people fall in love.

At least the outcome of Street Dance is suspenseful.

Bruce and Selina didn't stay in the restaurant for too long. They turned around and walked out hand in hand. As for whether they would go their separate ways and return home, or enter the special Valentine's Day late-night segment, Ma Zhaodi didn't care too much. After all, the mission had been completed.

Valentine's Day milk chocolate
Status: Completed (1/1)

Reward: Advanced Climbing Mastery has been issued]

With advanced climbing skills, Ma Zhaodi can find many roads that were originally inaccessible in the city or the wilderness. Strictly speaking, this should be considered a must-learn skill for a vigilante, and it can be used for climbing high and low, chasing and escaping.

However, Ma Zhaodi is not a vigilante now, so this skill may not be able to realize its full potential until the future - or maybe he will be able to fly in the future, then the climbing skill will not be of much use.

Ma Zhaodi was thinking about something when he was suddenly patted on the shoulder. He turned around and saw that the person next to him was Maroni.

Did he notice me? Ma Zhaodi felt a little nervous.

"Good job, kid! Keep it up!" Ma Zhaodi was overthinking things, so Maroni casually complimented him and then casually went into the private room to find Vernon. To him, the waiters might have changed, or not; it didn't matter; a few deaths were common in the mafia business. He had no energy to memorize the names of the insignificant new waiters one by one; a little encouragement was the limit.

Ma Zhaodi was glad that he escaped. He was really afraid that Maroni would recognize him from the luxury cruise ship on New Year's Eve. If that happened, his identity as Falcone's spy would be exposed.

After all, there were a bunch of thugs in Maroni's restaurant at that moment, and there were also arrangements outside the restaurant. Four Maroni family members standing guard were enough to inform everyone in the restaurant of the situation before any danger occurred, right?
"If the boss finds us in the car, he'll kill us."

At the back door of Maroni's Restaurant, in a car, four burly men wrapped in coats, with fleshy faces and strong builds, were talking with their necks hunched, looking out of the car from time to time. The snow on the side of the road had been cleared, flattened and piled to one side - but they could still feel the biting chill in the air through the car windows, which was why they were reluctant to get out of the car.

"If you want to stand outside and freeze your butt off, go ahead."

A cloud of smoke drifted out from the flickering red sparks. A member of the Maroni family, cigarette in hand, said to the member beside him, "From what I see, Mr. Maroni has already arranged more than six gunmen in there. Ever since the incident with the clown, no one can get close to this place."

These words were very convincing, and the members who were originally uneasy could not help but nodded after hearing them.

Then, the member with the cigarette in his mouth spoke again: "All I know is that when I told my girlfriend that I had to work here tonight, she didn't like it at all. Ugh, Valentine's Day."

"So, genius," another member casually started chatting, "Who do you think is the festival killer?"

This question received no answer.

"Bang!"

A dull gunshot rang out, and a bullet accurately passed through the car window and pierced the head of the Maroni family member who was holding a cigarette from the temple. Immediately afterwards, another bullet pierced the head of the person next to him.

Immediately afterwards, the third and fourth shots followed, directly blowing the two people in the back seat in the head. The whole process was smooth and fast, so fast that they didn't even have time to pull out their guns from the narrow space inside the car.

Even the warning cry that lasted just one or two seconds was blocked tightly by the car windows and could not be transmitted to the people in the restaurant in time.

Shot after shot, shot after shot, the gunman smashed the entire car into pieces. Finally, the bullet blew up the fuel tank, and the sparks ignited the gasoline that leaked out of the car.

The fire spread upwards instantly, and with a loud bang, the entire car finally exploded. The shock wave and fireball rushed directly into the nearby restaurant. The tables, chairs, gunmen, and waiters in the store were all overturned to the ground by this force, covering their heads and groaning in pain.

Ma Zhaodi heard the sound at this time and walked out from the kitchen. He happened to see the scene in the front hall. He was stunned for a moment, turned around and went back in.

It's insane that Maroni's restaurant got bombed on Valentine's Day. I have to stay away from it, he thought.

Don't blame me for the loss.

(End of this chapter)