Become a Phantom Thief from the Comic World

"Not some uncrowned underground king, but the true King of Gotham!"

"I will be - Emperor Penguin!"

boom!

As soon as Ogilvie finished speaking, several leaders in the conference room slammed the table angrily and stood up.

The one who first attacked Ogilvie even pulled out his gun.

"Ogilvy, you are trying to betray the boss!"

"Don't say it so harshly. I have worked hard for my boss these years. I have done all the dirty work and I have never complained. Now I am just worried about the future of the Penguin Gang. How can I call it betrayal?"

Ogilvie waved his hand and said.

Obviously, the dog wouldn't believe what he said.

"Hmph! Ogilvie, I guess you want to bring us together to betray the boss, but unfortunately you made the wrong calculation."

The gun-wielding leader snorted coldly, "You should never say such a thing when we are in the same conference room, because you will die under my gun in the next second. .”

With that said, he was about to pull the trigger.

boom!

Gunshots were fired.

It was not Ogilvie who was shot, but the leader.

At the last second before his death, he thought he could shoot Ogilvie. Little did he know that since the latter dared to show his ambition in front of the Penguin Gang leaders, he must have something to rely on.

Ogilvy clapped his hands, and there was the sound of footsteps.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of gunmen appeared in the conference room and pointed their guns at the remaining leaders.

"I forgot to tell you that right now, everyone in the Iceberg Club is my person."

Ogilvy said calmly.

"Do you think it's so easy to seize power? The boss won't let you go!"

When the other leaders saw the tragic death of the leader just now, they dared not act rashly, but they did not immediately surrender to Ogilvy. Instead, they brought out the Penguin Man to warn him.

"Huh huh huh~"

Unexpectedly, when Ogilvy heard them mention the Penguin, he was not afraid but sneered.

"I just said that Gotham is very dangerous tonight. It's not surprising that even the Penguin died in a fierce firefight."

Ogilvy no longer concealed his ambition and stopped even calling Penguin "boss".

"The Penguin is old now. He has lost his courage to fight his way up from the bottom without fear of life and death. He doesn't even dare to fart when he sees Batman. Is this the boss you worship like a god?"

Ogilvy sneered.

"The reason I'm telling you this is because I think you still have some merit. It would be a shame if you continued to decay like that old penguin and were eventually eliminated by the times."

"Follow me, and I will grant you untold wealth and power beyond your imagination!"

Ogilvy extended an olive branch to the Penguin Gang leaders.

Only two relatively younger leaders nodded and accepted Ogilvy's recruitment.

The remaining three or four leaders looked at Ogilvy expressionlessly and said their last words in unison.

"Ogilvy, you will regret it if you betray your boss's trust."

With a few gunshots, these leaders who were unwilling to cooperate were killed by Ogilvy's gun.

"First time using the umbrella's laser gun. It's pretty powerful."

Ogilvy blew away the steam from the tip of his umbrella and said this with satisfaction.

"Now, what shall we do, Mr. Ogilvy?"

The two surrendered leaders asked tremblingly.

"Mr. Ogilvy?"

"Oh no, boss, it's the boss!"

Ogilvy nodded, then smiled mysteriously and said, "Next, let the terror spread throughout the city."

"What does it mean?"

The two little leaders looked at each other and asked in confusion.

"I've been planning this day for a long time, but I didn't expect a black mask to suddenly appear."

Ogilvy did not answer the questions of his two new men, but instead said something even more confusing.

"Black Mask has set off a massive riot in Gotham, creating the perfect opportunity for my plan."

At this moment Ogilvy changed the subject.

"You two, I'm going to give you a task now."

The two of them were excited. They had just joined the group and were assigned tasks?

Did Ogilvy trust them that much, or did he really think that highly of their abilities?

I worked exhaustingly under the Penguins, and worked hard for many years before becoming a mediocre boss. When I first joined, it was difficult to get a job, and no one paid attention to them at all.

Now Ogilvy was actually assigning tasks to the two of them personally?

Suddenly, the shame of betraying Penguin and joining Ogilvy seemed to disappear.

However, the next second, Ogilvy's words made the two men feel as if they were falling into an ice cellar, and they wished they could die on the spot.

"I need you two to tell the old penguin what just happened, and then tell him that I will take his place soon. Gotham doesn't need two penguins!"

Meanwhile, in the forest at Robinson Park.

Black Mask and hundreds of thugs from the Masked Society searched the banks of the Finger River, trying to find any traces of Bruce Wayne's previous stay there.

In order to find someone, of course it is impossible for hundreds of people to gather together.

They spread out, with a distance of more than ten meters between people, and spread out bit by bit, trying to find Bruce's whereabouts in as wide a range as possible.

"Hey! Come over here, I found Bruce Wayne's live broadcast location!"

Suddenly, a shout was heard from not far away.

A gleam of joy flashed in the black mask's eyes, and he quickly rushed to the source of the sound, followed by a dozen of his men.

The rest of the men heard the noise and rushed over there, but the personnel were too scattered and it took time to gather again.

Not long after walking, Black Mask arrived at the place where the sound came from. Looking at the trees nearby, it was vaguely similar to the background of Bruce Wayne's live broadcast.

Of course, the appearance of the woods would be the same no matter where you look at them, which is not enough to prove that this is where Bruce broadcast the live broadcast.

What really proves this is that there are more than a dozen cameras placed in the middle of the woods, and there are many things that are completely unclear at first glance and what they are used for, but they somehow know that they are live broadcast equipment.

The total amount of these equipment is staggering, almost comparable to a small studio.

Less than thirty meters away from here is the confluence of the upstream and downstream of the Finger River, which happens to be the area where the river is turbulent. If you listen carefully, the sound of flowing water is very obvious.

This is exactly what happened during Bruce's live broadcast not long ago.

At this time, a man wearing a white skull mask was standing in front of the live broadcast equipment and spoke to the black mask excitedly.

"Boss, this must be the place where Bruce Wayne is broadcasting live. He can't run far. If we look out from here, we should be able to find him soon."

"Good observation. What's your name?"

The Masked Society was established only a few hours ago. No matter how good Black Mask's memory is, it is impossible for him to remember the identities and appearances of the hundreds of people under his command. He will only make special efforts to remember those who have outstanding performances.

"My name is Shakibal Chedan, Boss."

The man in the white skull mask answered respectfully.

"I'm not asking for your name, I'm asking for your true self."

Black Mask frowned, not satisfied with this subordinate's answer.

"Listen, the mask gives us power. It awakens the soul hidden deep in our hearts. Your mask is your truest face."

Black Mask looked around and spoke to his men behind him, then turned back to Shakibar.

"Got it, Boss. My true self is a white skeleton."

(Although there is only one chapter today, the number of words is equivalent to the previous two chapters, mainly because the two chapters today are not easy to separate)

Chapter 189 I think I found Bruce Wayne!

"great."

The black mask nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his hand and patted the white skull twice on the shoulder.

At this time, the remaining hundreds of thugs from the Mask Club also gathered here.

"Look there, boss, there are footprints on the ground."

One of the members pointed to the ground road next to the live broadcast venue.

Black Mask followed the sound and saw a long series of footprints in front of a camera. The footprints went deep into the forest with no end in sight.

"Isn't that the trace left by Bruce Wayne when he escaped?"

Beside him, the white skull showed a thoughtful expression.

Just when Black Mask was about to order someone to follow the footprints and take a look, another voice came from the opposite direction.

"Boss, footprints were also found here!"

Ok?

Black Mask frowned and walked over to take a look. Indeed, there were footprints deep into the forest in the other direction. The depth and length of the footprints were exactly the same as the previous ones.

"Wait! I saw footprints too, over there!"

At the same time, more and more people discovered the footprints, and they went straight into the depths of the forest in different directions, with no end in sight.

"Interesting, it seems Bruce wants to play a game with me."

Black Mask said without any emotion in his tone.

"Of all the footprints, only one route is correct, and the rest are wrong routes. Only by finding the correct route can we catch him? Ha! I will not follow other people's rules of the game!"

"Now, everyone spread out and follow all routes deep into the forest, even in directions where no footprints are found! The first one to find Bruce Wayne will get the richest reward!"

Black Mask ordered to his men.

"It's been less than ten minutes since Bruce turned off the live broadcast. He can't run far in such a short time. Hurry up!"

Following Black Mask's order, hundreds of members of the Masked Club were divided into more than twenty teams and chased in different directions.

"You, White Skull, follow me here!"

At this time, Black Mask called his younger brother White Skeleton and walked into the depths of the forest in a certain direction.

"Yes, boss."

The white skull followed respectfully.

Not long after walking, White Skull suddenly asked strangely: "Boss, there are no footprints on the road here. If you go this way... I'm afraid it will be difficult to find Bruce, right?"

"You don't know Bruce Wayne. He is an extremely cunning and insidious villain. My company was taken away by him through dirty means."

Black Mask said firmly.

"I'm sure Bruce won't leave such obvious clues. Those footprints are most likely fake."

"But if we don't look at the footprints, how do we know which path Bruce took?"

White Skull asked doubtfully.

Black Mask didn't answer, but walked forward unswervingly.

"Okay, boss, I'll go wherever you go, but...are you sure you don't need to bring a few more people with you? If Bruce Wayne has a lot of bodyguards around him, will it be dangerous for just the two of us? ?”

"Are you afraid?"

Black Mask suddenly turned his head and asked in a calm tone.

"of course not!"