Chapter 370: Sweetheart jelly

The "Sweetheart Jelly" candy company was established in the early 20th century and has a history of nearly a hundred years. Its owners, the Boer family, have also been "famous" in Gotham for a long time.
Five-generation Patriarch Berne Boll is a well-known drug addict. He sucked himself to death on a hospital bed at a young age. The six-generation Patriarch Jack Boll liked male children under the age of thirteen. He was arrested for the crime of obscene children. After being in jail, he suffered from "mental illness" for inexplicable reasons. A complete sublimation of "from body to soul" was carried out in the Arkham Mental Hospital. After being discharged from the hospital, Mr. Ball has become Miss Ball, and later also participated in the brotherhood. Tanshi’s beauty contest won the fifth place.
Seven generations of Patriarch Lal Boll is completely different from his parents. He is a talented and motivated young man. Although his background is quite mysterious, his ability is beyond doubt. He took over the company at the age of nineteen and took his family to the brink of only five years. The bankrupt company became the leader of the food industry in Gotham City.
Of course, like his "ancestors", Lal Boll is also a member of the Owl Court, and he is still a very useful group of people. When "The Night of Vengeance" began, he did not hide at home like other members. Or hide in the maze, but come to the company as usual, sitting in the high office, overlooking everything below.
"When the owl shows its claws, the whole Gotham will be silent."
Lal Boll whispered softly, with a leisurely smile on his face, as if a high prince overlooked an ignorant ant.
"The night is so good tonight, maybe Susie should be called."
Thinking of the new secretary, Lal had a fever in his lower abdomen. He had a different view of the secretary from ordinary people. He didn't like single beautiful single women, but had a soft spot for young women entering marriage.
Each of his secretary is a married young woman, and this one is no exception.
According to his understanding, a married secretary is a good secretary.
Just when Lal took out his cell phone to send an ambiguous text message to the little secretary, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door.
boom!
The office door was kicked open, and armed special police with live ammunition swarmed in.
"Who are you? Who let you in."
Hank, wearing a bulletproof suit, stepped forward and patted a document on the table.
"Mr. Ball, this is an arrest warrant. You have been arrested."
"Search!"
Hank waved his hand, and the police behind him started a full search of the office. The action was extremely rude, and it was more like a smash than a search.
"Stop it for me. I'll find a lawyer to sue you. This is a violation of human rights."
Lal Boll yelled and took out his phone, but Hank punched him in the stomach.
"Don't struggle, Mr. Ball, the owl is over, so are you."
A low voice echoed in his ears, like a thunderstorm, Lal raised his head in horror, his eyes could not hide the panic.
"The underground entrance of the Owl Court is under Sweetheart Candy. We have already checked it."
Lal Boll's body stiffened, his cheeks instantly lost their blood and became extremely pale.
"You...you..."
"Mr. Ball, there is only one way left for you to cooperate with the police, otherwise you can only be sent to the Arkham Mental Hospital. Your father, Miss Ball, must be very clear."
...
Outside the old factory building to the north of "Sweetheart Candy", a mixed team composed of armed police, special police, guards, and plainclothes criminals has surrounded the surroundings.
The car lights emit a blazing white beam of light, illuminating the surroundings transparently.
Jim Gordon was standing in the warehouse, and the moving iron door on the ground had been exploded, revealing the dark and deep underground entrance.
This is one of the several entrances to the Owl Court, and the most commonly used one.
Harvey Dante also came to the scene. Compared with the silent Jim Gordon, he looked very excited, even a little fanatical.
"It's the last step, what are you waiting for."
Harvey Dante looked impatient, "Hurry up and give the order, this time we must dig out the cancer of the Owl Court from Gotham."
Jim Gordon remained silent, his expression was extremely serious, as if facing a terrifying beast instead of an entrance.
"Jim, what are you hesitating?"
Jim Gordon turned his head and said hoarsely.
"The underground labyrinth is intricate and large in scale. There are traps in many places. It is easy to get in but difficult to get out. My people cannot die in vain."
"you……"
Harvey Dante opened his mouth, noticed the gazes of the surrounding police officers, and waved his arms heavily.
"Then what do you say, wait here for nothing. The Owl Court has more than one entrance. If they take the opportunity to slip away from other places, all their efforts will be wasted."
"Let me do it!"
The cloak was rustling, and a black shadow fell from the roof. The police instinctively raised the gun. After seeing the incoming person, he quickly put it away.
"Batman!"
Harvey Dante was taken aback. Although he had heard about it, it was the first time he had been in close proximity. Under curiosity, he could not help but glanced at him. The attire of the other party was the same as the rumors. The tall and burly body was wrapped in black armor. Wearing a black cloak, with a headgear that covers most of his face, the double horns on his head are particularly conspicuous.
"I will go down and notify you when I find the correct route."
Jim Gordon’s eyes flashed hesitating, and finally nodded.
"It's dangerous inside. Be careful, and come out if it doesn't work."
He has had a lot of dealings with Batman, both as comrades in arms and as friends.
Bruce nodded slightly, glanced at Harvey Dante, turned and floated into the underground entrance, the black passage merged with his figure, leaving nothing.
Harvey Dante frowned, "Can he do it?"
"I no longer know."
Jim Gordon held his forehead and sighed for a long time, "If he can't even do it, our people will just go in and die."
...
Inside the manor with sea view.
Luke in pajamas lay on the armchair, letting the sea breeze blow on his body.
He already knew about Gotham, and it went more smoothly than expected. Most of the dead men in the Owl Court were wiped out, and all MAXK Ⅰ power armors were recovered. Of course, the most surprising thing was the Claws. The eight claws were arrested, fundamentally Shake the power of the Owl Court.
After this battle, even if the Owl Court of UU Reading www.uukānshu.com escaped by a fluke, it could not be restored to its previous status. It was destined to become the dust in history and be forgotten by everyone.
Footsteps sounded behind him, mixed with a faint fragrance.
Luke took a sip of the juice and smiled.
"Think about it."
The girl pouted and sat down beside Luke.
"I feel like you are fooling me."
"Fool?"
Luke puzzled, "How can I fool you."
"Don't think I can't see it, all this tonight, and the choices you let me make are all designed in advance."
Luke: "..."
"Your purpose is actually to let me work for you, right?"
The girl sullenly stared at Luke motionlessly.