"One."
Qingshui uttered a number.
The small Titan whose jaw had been hammered earlier, along with another small Titan, attacked Qingshui again from two directions.
To avoid being caught in a pincer attack and to end the fight quickly, Qingshui controlled Black Gold to actively rush towards the one on the left.
This would create a time difference, allowing him to take down one first.
"Two!"
Pneumatic Fist, second-level valve, activated.
The black steel fist collided with the muscular fist, and a crisp sound of bone cracking came from the latter.
Qingshui quickly anticipated that the opponent's next move would certainly be to raise their other arm to defend. He then controlled Black Gold to step forward, grabbing the opponent's arm with a pincer-like hand, turning with the momentum to execute an over-the-shoulder throw, and pinning the opponent down with his body, rendering them immobile.
"Three."
The left arm's Pneumatic Fist activated again, hammering the opponent's jaw, causing them to fall unconscious. Simultaneously, Black Gold raised its right arm again, blocking the other small Titan that was rushing in.
"Four."
Cylinders in the leg and ankle activated. Powerful mechanical energy was transmitted through levers, causing Black Gold's right leg to fly up, swinging the massive black steel giant in a circular motion in mid-air.
The large black foot, glinting with metallic luster, precisely hammered the small Titan's head.
"Five."
Two taken care of in five seconds.
"Ugh ah!!!"
The small Titan who had been punched to the point of vomiting blood earlier rushed over again from behind.
Under the siege of three Titan small Titans, Qingshui had only taken five seconds to deal with two of them, let alone this last one.
Dodging the punch sideways, while the opponent was still moving forward due to inertia, Black Gold ducked down and delivered an uppercut, sending him flying into the air. Then, its right arm extended, grabbing the ankle, and swung him around in the air like a large windmill. It then lifted him high with both hands and slightly raised its left knee.
As soon as Harvey Dent saw this move, he immediately exclaimed, "Stop!"
"If I stop just because you tell me to, wouldn't I look completely without face…"
"I'll rob another bank tomorrow! The haul will only be bigger than this time!"
"And then?"
Qingshui tossed the small Titan aside like a dead dog.
If Two-Face couldn't offer a good enough price, this guy would receive the same broken back treatment as Batman.
Harvey Dent didn't have Batman's incredible Wayne Enterprises technology, nor did he have the connections to hire someone with supernatural healing abilities to treat his subordinates.
"This is the formula and manufacturing process for the Titan Formula, restored by Victor. It's just that the organic compound Victor named 'Propyl Alcohol-like Substance No. 27' is very difficult to manufacture. It can only be configured in small quantities in high-specification laboratories and cannot be produced on a large scale yet."
Harvey Dent took out a small notebook from his pocket.
Qingshui stepped out of Black Gold, snatched the small notebook, and flipped through it, glancing at a few pages.
He didn't have much experience in biochemistry, so he couldn't make sense of it.
"This was supposed to be mine."
"Yes, yes, I know."
Harvey Dent could only chalk it up to bad luck.
He had miscalculated; the Puppeteer's combat power was much higher than he had imagined.
"Besides the compensation just mentioned, I also want some territory."
"Alright, how much do you want?"
Qingshui called for his subordinates to bring a map, and began to calculate in his mind.
The luck progress bar had already reached 92.6%.
Based on the territory expanded in the previous two times and the subsequent assets acquired, as well as the personnel recruited…
"Gordon Street should be your territory, right? From here, all the way to Morel Alley, I want this entire area."
Qingshui's finger traced across four streets and two communities.
After digesting these territories, there should still be some left over.
"Alright, but Chic Street and Dreher Community aren't my territory. The first one belongs to a gang called the Jack Gang, and Dreher Community belongs to a gang called the Sons of the Scepter."
Jack Gang?
Never heard of them, but Sons of the Scepter sounded familiar.
"Boss, the Sons of the Scepter are a subordinate gang of Falcone. They have two leaders, a man and a woman, named Gunner and Armorer. Both are skilled with firearms. Falcone's weapons are often sent to them for modification. Their strength is not weak. As for the Jack Gang, they're just a small gang. Have the brothers bring their gear, and we can wipe them out in a day!"
The accountant pushed up his glasses and stood behind Qingshui, speaking.
Considering himself Qingshui's assistant, he had memorized the specific situations of the gang forces within dozens of blocks around Hogg United.
"Gunner and Armorer?"
Just hearing the names, they sound like they're not to be underestimated, but they probably aren't very famous. Otherwise, I would have heard of them.
"Alright then."
Qingshui waved his hand.
Even without the Dreher Community, this should still be enough for now.
It's not the right time to confront Falcone too quickly.
That old man has too much power. To avoid his hard-earned influence taking too big a hit, it's better to let Harvey Dent and his numerous Two-Face Gang block him.
"Oh, Mr. Dent."
Qingshui suddenly called out to Harvey Dent.
"Is the compensation money enough to build a lab that can produce the Titan Formula?"
Qingshui was actually quite interested in the Titan Formula himself.
This stuff isn't particularly strong, nor is it particularly weak. It's enough to transform an ordinary person into a super-soldier. While it might not greatly help in improving one's own strength, it's very useful for expanding influence.
Harvey Dent felt a slight headache.
"You're dreaming. That little bit of money would barely cover a fraction of the cost."
Two-Face said.
"Even if we threw in all of the Two-Face Gang's assets, it wouldn't be enough to build half a lab like that. In all of Gotham, probably only Wayne Enterprises has a lab of that caliber."
"Then how did you produce it?"
Qingshui asked, curious.
"Victor has an old classmate who works at LexCorp in Metropolis. We pulled some strings and paid a huge sum of money to rent it for a period."
"Alright then."
Qingshui waved his hand, his interest waning.
It seems he'll have to find other avenues in the future.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be going."
"Don't let the door hit you on the way out, huh. Remember to pull your people out tomorrow so my people can take over your territory!"
Harvey Dent's face darkened as he turned and got into the car.
"Boss, it looks like we got the short end of the stick this time."
The driver in the car said.
"No, Paul, we didn't lose. As long as we take over Marconi's territory, we'll still come out ahead!"
Harvey Dent glanced at Marconi, who was tied up in a sack and stuffed in the back seat, and whispered.
With the Titan Formula, if he can't beat the Puppeteer, can he not beat anyone else?
But tonight, he first needed to properly "process" Marconi with sulfuric acid.
Thinking this, a smile appeared on Harvey Dent's face, and he happily played with the coin in his hand.
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