Qin Yang avoided the Penguin Man's guards and surveillance equipment like a ghost.

Some obstacles were cleverly set up in the Penguin's plan, leaving loopholes in the Penguin's layout.

Changed the transportation routes of some goods, causing problems with Penguin's supply of materials;

At the same time, they also tampered with the Penguin's personnel arrangements, making it impossible for people in some key positions to arrive on time.

At the same time, Qin Yang cleverly let the Penguin know through a series of "coincidences" that it was the Nicholas family themselves who resolved the crisis, and all this seemed to be inseparable from the help of a mysterious man.

Arrange some seemingly insignificant little people to inadvertently reveal some information in front of the Penguin Man. These information are like seeds, planting the seeds of doubt in the Penguin Man's heart.

He also used some street rumors and let them blow like the wind, spreading the news that the Nicholas family had resolved the crisis on their own to the Penguin's ears.

Penguin's office.

The Penguin Oswald Cobblepot sat at his desk, which was made of dark wood with some exquisite carvings on it, like some mysterious runes.

On the table were some documents, a peculiarly shaped wine glass and a small penguin statue.

The Penguin tapped the tabletop with his fingers, and the tapping sound was like a silent rhythm of thinking.

Complex emotions flashed in his eyes, including confusion, surprise, and unwillingness.

"The Nicholas family... there is actually someone who can save them from the dire straits? Who is this mysterious person?" The voice was low and hoarse, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he was asking questions to the air around him.

His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was trying hard to figure out the identity of this mysterious man.

He leaned forward slightly in his chair, as if trying to find the answer in the air.

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"Mr. Maloney, our plan was a success."

Qin Yang sat opposite Maloney with a relaxed tone.

His body was relaxedly leaning against the back of the chair, his hands casually placed on the armrests.

There was a faint smile on his face, like an artist who had just completed a masterpiece.

Maloney nodded, with a little more respect in his eyes, and said: "Mr. Qin, your methods have impressed me.

But I'm curious, why are you taking so much trouble to help us?" His eyes were full of curiosity and confusion, as if he was looking at an incomprehensible mystery.

He sat upright, put his hands on the table, and looked at Qin Yang intently.

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Because we have a common goal - to find our own place in this chaotic Gotham City..."

When the Penguin Man finally learned that Qin Yang was secretly manipulating all this, instead of being angry, he felt a bit of respect and gratitude.

After all, Qin Yang not only saved the "enemy", but also indirectly proved his vision.

The Penguin sat in his office which was luxuriously decorated yet exuded a gloomy atmosphere.

The walls of the office are hung with various exotic specimens and some paintings that look priceless, but the tones of those paintings are dark, as if telling the complex inner world of the owner of this room.

The room was filled with a faint smell of tobacco mixed with the scent of expensive perfume, which was the unique smell of the Penguin Man.

The Penguin Man sat behind the huge desk decorated with black leather and gold rivets, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, staring into the void in front of him, and constantly recalling Qin Yang's various methods in his mind.

His fingers were long yet sickly pale, and every time they tapped the table, a slight "tapping" sound was heard. The sound echoed in the silent room, like the rhythm of his inner thoughts.

His eyes were deep and cunning, but at this moment they were filled with admiration after a sudden realization.

The corners of his mouth first slightly lifted up, revealing an imperceptible smile, and then the smile gradually widened until his slightly thick lips opened completely, revealing a row of uneven teeth. ——

At the Penguin Man's private banquet, the lights were dim and soft, as if filtered by a layer of gauze.

Every crystal on the crystal chandelier reflects colorful light, sprinkling on the guests.

There are long tables in the hall. The tablecloths are made of white silk embroidered with delicate patterns, like blooming white flowers.

The table was filled with all kinds of delicious food, and the silver cutlery sparkled in the light.

The Penguin stood in the middle of the hall. He was wearing a well-tailored black suit, the lines of which fit his somewhat bloated figure smoothly.

There was a blood-red tie tied around his neck, like a flame burning in the darkness.

In his hand he held a crystal clear wine glass filled with deep red wine, which sparkled with a charming luster under the light.

He raised his glass to Qin Yang and said, "Mr. Qin, I admire your wisdom and courage.

It is my honor to have a friend like you in Gotham City."

The sound echoed in the hall, clear and loud.

He looked at Qin Yang intently, his eyes full of sincerity and respect.

When he spoke, his body leaned forward slightly, as if showing a special respect to Qin Yang.

Qin Yang smiled back, his smile was like the brightest star in the night sky, dazzling and charming.

Her lips were slightly raised, revealing a row of neat, white teeth.

His eyes were narrowed into slits, and his look was filled with a mysterious and profound power.

He was wearing a dark blue evening gown. The material of the gown looked smooth and soft, fitting his body like flowing water.

He stood there, tall and straight, like a pine tree.

I was secretly planning my next plan.

"Penguin, our cooperation has just begun."

Thinking silently in my heart, my brain is like a precision machine running at high speed.

There was a barely perceptible light in his eyes, which contained anticipation for the future and excitement for the upcoming challenges.

As the banquet continued, a new storm was quietly brewing under the night sky of Gotham City, and Qin Yang was standing at the center of the storm.

At the banquet, the guests' laughter and music were intertwined.

The ladies wore gorgeous evening gowns with their skirts blooming on the ground like flowers.

The men were wearing neat suits. They were either enjoying delicious food, chatting in low voices, or dancing on the dance floor.

However, behind this seemingly joyful atmosphere, there seems to be an undercurrent surging.

Qin Yang was keenly aware of this atmosphere, his ears slightly pricked up, as if trying to capture the hint of uneasiness in the air.

His eyes scanned everything around him calmly, like a cheetah lurking in the grass, ready to deal with possible danger at any time.

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Outside Wayne Manor, the night was deep and the moonlight gently covered the ancient buildings of Wayne Manor like a veil. The moonlight was like a silver thread sprinkled from the distant sky, soft and cold. (End of this chapter)