Chapter 224 Private Chat

Am I dreaming?

This was the first explanation that came to Quinn's mind, but she quickly dismissed the idea.

Although people do not know that they are dreaming when they are dreaming, if they are not dreaming, they definitely know that they are awake. This can be easily known by looking at the details around them.

So, is it because something unexplainable happened after he died just now?

So Quinn walked over to the salesperson.

"Do you know me?" she asked straight to the point.

The other party looked at Quinn: "Uh, sorry, I guess I don't know him."

"So, what did I do just now?" Quinn continued to ask.

Although the salesperson was a little puzzled, for the sake of Quinn's hot figure, she still answered this strange question: "You just walked in, and then you froze there, blocking the door behind you."

"How long have I been stunned?"

"About half a minute?" The man hesitated and replied.

Quinn nodded and walked into the shopping area.

Just like in his memory, the fruit knife was still in its original position, as was the lollipop. Quinn picked up the knife and put the lollipop in his mouth. Yes, it tasted like this.

Nothing has changed. The only thing that has changed is that he has not stabbed the knife into the cashier's stomach at this moment.

"Do you know what I'm going to do?" Quinn asked, shaking the fruit knife in his hand.

"Well, pay?" the cashier responded inexplicably.

"Hehe, you really don't understand girls' thoughts." Quinn smiled, and then slowly opened the packaging of the fruit knife.

Two minutes later, the traffic light at the end of the street turned red. Quinn took a cursory look at the newspaper in his hand, and then used it to wipe the blood on the fruit knife as if no one was watching.

Although I can't believe it,

time

It seems to be backtracking.

It's still 75th Street in Gotham City.

It is still the entrance of Bingshan Restaurant.

He is still the strong man with big shoulders and round waist.

However, the time now is later than last time.

Quinn quickly walked towards the door of the restaurant, and a big hand was placed in front of him as expected.

"I'm sorry, miss, our business hours haven't come yet." Just like last time, the guy said the same thing.

Quinn turned her head to look at the doorman, and then smiled charmingly.

A "dang" kick!

The man's veins popped out and he squatted down while covering his crotch.

"Good boy~" Quinn smiled, twisted her slender waist and walked into the restaurant.

"Little dwarf~Penguin~Colbert~Come out, I know you are here!" Quinn didn't waste any more nonsense this time, but started shouting as soon as he entered the door.

The cleaning staff around them saw this posture, and they all smartly realized what was going to happen, so they quickly picked up their tools and left the place in a swish.

Sure enough, several security guards came out quickly, and under the support of the security guards was the Penguin in a suit.

"Hello, Miss." It was almost the same as last time. Penguin was still very polite this time: "I don't know, you came here, kicked my employees' little babies to pieces, and yelled in my restaurant. Why do you call me dwarf?"

"Of course I'm looking for you," Quinn said, and then walked to the bar as if nothing had happened: "Bring me some lemon juice."

"Haha, then, why are you looking for me?" But Potter said: "I'll give you ten seconds, you'd better give me a satisfactory answer, otherwise, I will have no choice but to throw you into the pool. Feed the sharks.”

Quinn glanced at his mouth and said: "You are really good at your shark. Well, I won't sell it. I am a person from Gotham many years later, but now I am back here, oh, not only am I back here , I have come back twice. In fact, I have just been here, but you gave me a shot and brought me back to this morning. Do you understand what I mean? "

Quinn said something that even she thought was silly, but while speaking, she carefully observed the eyes of everyone present.

Sure enough, those eyes looked at him as if he were a fool, including Copot himself.

"Very good, it seems you don't know what I'm talking about." Quinn said, "I thought I went back in time because you got something weird again, so Now it seems that I am the one with the problem.”

Quinn seemed relieved after confirming that his return had nothing to do with the Penguin.

"I'm sorry, miss, but it seems a little too late to start pretending to be crazy now. When you were saying those stupid things just now, I didn't stop counting. Now, I have counted to 1, so you can only die!"

The words just fell

"Bang!" There was a gunshot.

But the gunshot was not from Cobot and his gang, but from Quinn. At this moment, she took out a gun from nowhere, with a faint smoke coming from the muzzle, and it was pointed at A bodyguard was standing there, his chest already covered with blood.

"Stop it, baby, how could I be killed by you twice in a row, so let me do it first this time." Quinn said. It turned out that she had obtained a gun before coming to the Iceberg Restaurant. Everyone It didn't matter where he got the gun. Anyway, that was the reason why she came a little late.

While he was stunned by the sudden shot, Quinn pulled the trigger again. After several gunshots, the blood of several bodyguards was splattered on the spot.

At this moment, the remaining people around Cobot showed fairly good psychological quality. They immediately suppressed the panic in their hearts and immediately took out their weapons.

"Oh oh oh, don't act rashly." Quinn crossed her slender legs and said confidently: "Look at the muzzle of my gun, he is facing you." She chuckled and looked at the Penguin: "You don't even know my name. Isn't it a bit risky to kill someone in Gotham City who doesn't even know his name? Besides, I have absolute confidence that before your men shoot, , use bullets to blow your little baby to pieces. You are a businessman, use the abacus in your mind to calculate, is it really okay to trade my life for your life now?"

The Penguin was pointed at the gun. He looked at the corpses lying next to him and finally showed a cold expression. Then he waved his hand and asked the people next to him to put down the gun.

"Okay, so what's your name?"

"Harry Quinn."

"Well, unfortunately, I don't know the name. So the next question is, what do you want to do here?"

"It's very simple. I want to ask you a few questions, very personal questions. At the same time, in return, I will also give you some information you dream of." When he said this, Quinn had already walked in front of the Penguin. : "Believe me, this is a deal you will definitely be satisfied with. Therefore, I think the two of us should find a quieter place to chat alone."

Penguin looked at Quinn's gun. The shooting skills shown by this crazy woman just now made him believe that if he fights her life now, she will die without any intention, but he will definitely not get any good results. As a For a businessman, such consequences are definitely unprofitable.

"Hahaha - well, I don't know why, but you seem to understand me very well." Penguin smiled and said, "Then, please follow me."

With that said, Penguin led the way and led Quinn to a box.

"This is the most private place in the Iceberg Restaurant." Penguin said.

Quinn nodded: "Okay, right here."

"But before you go in, you have to hand over your gun." Penguin said with a smile.

Quinn raised her eyebrows.

"This is a rule." Penguin said again: "To be honest, what you are doing now is enough for you to go see God right away. I am a businessman, not a philanthropist. If you put down the gun now, we still have something. Talk, but if you still use this life-threatening method, then, believe me, we can't negotiate a deal, and you will definitely regret it."

Quinn thought about it casually. She certainly wouldn't think that a person who could hold all the arms business in Gotham City would be held hostage by her own gun.

"Okay." Quinn smiled, then threw the gun into the arms of a bodyguard next to him, and then walked into the box without looking back.

Penguin also walked in.

This box is not very big, and there is no gorgeous decoration. It is surrounded by sofas and a round table in the middle.

The door to the box was closed, and there were some bodyguards guarding the door.

So at this moment, Quinn is equivalent to completely sending himself into a situation of life and death, but this is also natural. After all, this is the Iceberg Restaurant. As long as you walk in here, even if you have a ring of grenades strapped to your body, you In the end, the result will be similar.

"Okay, this is completely soundproofed, there are detectors at the door, you and I don't have weapons on us, and there are no monitors here, so now, we can talk about your so-called business." Penguin said.

"Hehe, that's what I said, but if you are not satisfied with my business, you will definitely kill me immediately." Quinn also said and sat down casually.

"Of course, after all, those who make trouble here are unlikely to end up well, but since you are here, you must have a business that interests me."

Quinn nodded: "That's natural. I know you are plotting to usurp the Cobot family's property."

After Penguin heard this, he didn't show any surprise at all. He just smiled and shook his head: "Haha, you must have gotten the wrong news. The Cobot family is the most united family."

"Don't worry, I'm not someone sent by your family to trick you." Quinn said, "I can help you defeat your competitors, your brothers, your uncles, and those who dislike you all day long. Guys, this is the deal I’m here to negotiate, if you’re not interested, just kill me now.”

Penguin's smiling face gradually turned cold, and he looked at Quinn with unabashed cold eyes, as if he wanted to see her through.

Just like this for a while

"Okay, I'm very interested in your business." Penguin returned to his polite smile: "So... what kind of reward do you want?"

Quinn smiled: "What's the reward? Hahaha - it's very simple. You take off your pants."