In this modern society, people had many options for traveling.
You could take a plane, which was the fastest. You could also take a train, which was slower but more comfortable. For people who liked the sea, taking a boat was probably the best choice.
Moreover, in most of the stories in China and abroad, the sailing of a ship was covered with a layer of romantic clothing. This kind of high-class travel method was very suitable for those artistic youths, especially when there were many beautiful women on the ship.
Wearing a black casual outfit and a wide-brimmed hat, Harvey Dent strode down from the yacht. He was carrying a black suitcase. Standing on the dock, he let out a sigh of relief. Then, he turned around and waved at the blonde beauty on the side of the ship whom he had just met two days ago, but was about to part with her.
The latter lay there lazily and enthusiastically blew him a kiss. The two of them looked at each other and smiled. Then, they turned around and walked back to their own lives. For the romantic Americans, this kind of thing was a romantic thing.
Moreover, Harvey was a healthy and successful prosecutor. No matter where he was, he would be the target of these passionate women. He was used to this kind of rhythm. For Harvey himself, before he met the person he really liked, he would not resist this kind of beautiful life.
"Ding"
A shiny silver coin flew into the sky and landed in the palm of Harvey's hand. He opened his hand and smiled.
"Ha, heads, today is definitely a lucky day!"
He took a deep breath and opened his arms towards the busy Gotham Harbor. He shouted, "Gotham! I'm coming! "
Around him, people came and went. No one paid attention to this slightly crazy and somewhat handsome young man. They just continued with their own business. The dock area was getting busier and busier, and more and more people chose to work here. It was no exaggeration to say that this place would soon become another golden brick of Gotham.
“taxi！”
Harvey stood on the side of the road, reached out his hand to stop a taxi, and said to the old driver.
"Gotham Prosecutor's Office, thank you."
The old driver shrugged and didn't say anything. The yellow taxi turned a corner and drove along the main road of the dock area toward the central city. Harvey leaned back in his seat and said while looking at the scenery on both sides of the street that quickly slipped away.
"As expected, before I came here, I heard that the investment in Gotham Pier was very successful. This place is indeed very lively. However, I heard that the security in this city is very bad … You can't tell from the surface. I feel that the security here is quite good. Am I right, old man?"
The new prosecutor began to fish for information. The driver was an old man with a head full of white hair. He had intended to ignore the young man, but since the young man had asked, the old man thought for a moment and answered.
"You can't say that. Recently, Gotham has been relatively quiet except for the docks. The security in the other districts is terrible. Some time ago, terrorists attacked Gotham and released all the prisoners. Now, after 9 pm, no one is willing to come out. But fortunately, with Batman around, those bad guys don't dare to go too far. At most, they just rob some money."
Harvey's body suddenly sat up straight. His eyes were shining as he asked.
"Is Batman really around? When I heard about it in New York, I thought it was some street story. "
The old driver snorted and seemed to be a little unhappy.
"How can it be a story? I saw him a few nights ago. He was like a bolt of lightning, knocking down a few idiots who tried to rob the bank. Without him, I don't dare to imagine what Gotham would be like. "
Harvey pursed his lips as he asked, "What's the matter?
"Then you like him very much?"
"F * ck, do you know how to drive?!"
The old driver pointed his middle finger at a car that suddenly stopped at the side of the road like an angry lion. But after a few seconds, he calmed down and said to Harvey.
"Uh, how should I put it? The civilians like him because he will protect us. Wherever he goes, the security will obviously improve. But the big shots don't like it. I heard that a few rich people have jointly proposed to the City Hall to arrest Batman. Hey, those idiots, it's probably because Batman is interfering with their shady business."
Harvey nodded and leaned back in his seat. He seemed to be deep in thought. His handsome face had a hint of seriousness.
Batman was not important. In fact, in a place with terrible security, if the civilians could take the initiative to stand up against evil, it would not be too bad for the government's operations. But what needed to be considered was the local upper class. According to the old driver, Batman seemed to be on the opposite side of them.
"If that's the case …"
Harvey nodded slightly. He probably knew what the first step was … He was not a hothead. In fact, Harvey was a genius in the field of prosecutors. He knew very well that as long as there was a security problem in a city, it was inevitably related to the city's upper class.
Money and violence, from ancient times until now, these two have never been truly separated. To truly curb violence, one must first get rid of the protective umbrella above violence … Just like eating a walnut, one must first smash that layer of hard shell.
"Bang!"
A gunshot jolted Harvey out of his thoughts. He turned his head abruptly and saw what was happening in the alley through the car window.
Two strong men, who were obviously not good people, surrounded a short young man. The gunshot just now came from the black pistol in the hand of the bald man with the black devil's head tattooed on his arm.
Harvey could even see the horror on the young man's face and the grim smile on the two strong men's faces.
"Stop the car!"
Harvey suddenly shouted. The old driver subconsciously stepped on the brake. Harvey took out a black thing from his handbag, opened the door and rushed out. The old driver anxiously shouted behind him.
"Come back! Come back! Young man, that's The Devil Gang dealing with private affairs. Come back, they are not bad people! "
But Harvey could not hear this. He ran forward for a few seconds, raised the pistol in his hand and pointed at the bald man in front of him, shouting.
"Put down the gun! Bastard! "
Sergues turned his head with a strange expression, looking at the blonde young man who was shouting behind him with a gun in both hands. He scratched his head. The bald man with a very intimidating face showed a "scary" smile to Harvey.
"Go away! It's none of your business! "
After that, he turned his head and looked at the young man who had been kneeling on the ground with his hands behind his head. He strode forward, kicked the young man down, and cursed.
"Joy! I f * cking told you that you are not allowed to steal in this place … Have you f * cking not heard it? Or are you deaf? "
He stooped down and lifted the trembling young man with one hand. He looked at him.
"Or do you have a f * cking backer? You can ignore the orders of The Devil Gang? Hm? "
"I … I was wrong! Boss Sergues … Let me go … I still have a sister to feed … I have no choice! "
The young man was scared to tears. He had heard about the horror of The Devil Gang in the dock area, but for his sick sister, he had to take the risk. However, Sergues did not care about this reason. The strong man waved his hand and slapped the young man, making him tumble in the air.
"Do you know that if you steal here, one of your legs will be broken? Tell me, do you want the left leg or the right leg? "
"Bang!"
A bullet was fired from behind and hit the wall beside Sergues. The splashing of sparks startled the three people in the alley. Harvey's voice sounded at this time.
"I'll say it for the last time! Put down the gun! "
"Huh?"
Sergues looked at his left arm that was scratched by the bullet. He turned around, but did not put down the pistol in his hand. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Harvey.
"Who are you, boy? How dare you meddle in our The Devil Gang's business! "
Harvey took a deep breath and pulled the hammer of the pistol back. Sergues contemptuously smiled and turned his head, intending to continue doing his own thing.
"Shoot me if you have the guts, boy."
Looking at the two strong men surrounding the thin young man, Harvey put his finger on the trigger, but the next moment, a cold touch appeared behind his head.
"If I were you, I would put down the gun in my hand."
The prosecutor's body froze in place. Behind him, Kevin gestured with his finger. Two of his men stepped forward and pulled the gun from Harvey's hand. After they surrounded Harvey, the young thief's scream echoed throughout the alley.
Kevin stood at the entrance of the alley, gloomily looking at Sergues and Steve surrounding the young man. He looked at them for more than ten seconds, then turned around and sat in his car without saying a word.
Harvey's face turned ashen. This was a humiliation he had never experienced in his career as a prosecutor. He wanted to resist, but under the threat of four guns, he had no choice but to turn around and sit in Kevin's car. Kevin didn't look at the young man beside him. He waved to the driver, and the car slowly started and drove back to the Port Authority.
Kevin's deep voice sounded in the car, making Harvey Dent, who was already in a bad mood, look even worse.
"I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know who you are … But I think you need to know where this place is, and who we are."
In the alley behind them, the screams continued. After more than ten seconds, they slowly subsided.
"You got off easy, bah!"
Sergues withdrew his bloody fist. In front of him, the young man's head was bleeding and curled up, but he hugged his leg. The Devil Gang's rules were strict, but they weren't inflexible, especially for a kid who wasn't even 18 years old.
What's more, no matter how unwilling the kid was to admit it, his relationship with the Devil Gang couldn't be washed clean.
"Take this money and get out! Joy boy, if I see you stealing again, I'll definitely cut off one of your legs! "
Sergues took out a few crumpled bills from his pocket and threw them at the beaten young man. He turned around and left while cursing. After Sergues disappeared, the other brawny man slowly squatted down and patted the kid's face with the gun in his hand.
The stubborn kid was lying on the ground and seemed to be crying.
"Joy boy, it's not that I want to criticize you, but how many times have you done this? If you continue like this, you'll implicate your sister sooner or later. Kevin's patience is limited. Listen to me, the Port Authority is recruiting cleaners recently, and I think you're quite suitable. I'll tell the boss to find a way to get you in, but this is for your sister's sake. If you don't behave yourself, hmph … You know the consequences!"
"Big brother Steve, I … I'm done, help me apologize to big brother Sergues … I'll pay you back later!"
Joy boy, who is also a thief, lowered his head and struggled to get up from the ground. His face was bruised and swollen, and his face was covered with blood. He gritted his teeth and said, "But I don't want to follow Kevin, he killed my brother …"
Looking at the stubborn young man who took the money and limped away from the alley, the brawny man Steve couldn't help but sigh. The relationship between them was a mess, so messy that the parties involved were almost confused.
"Hey … Ed."
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