Am I dreaming?

This was the first explanation that popped up in Quinn's mind, but she soon denied the idea.

Although people don’t know that they are dreaming when they are dreaming, if they are not dreaming, they must know that they are awake. Just look at the details around them and you can easily know it.

So, is it because after I died just now, something that could not be explained?

So Quinn walked towards the salesperson.

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

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

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

Although the salesperson was a little puzzled, he answered this strange question because of Quinn's hot figure: "You just walked in, and then stood there and blocked the door behind you."

"How long have I been stunned?"

"About... about half a minute?" the man hesitated and replied.

Quinn nodded and walked into the shopping area.

Just like in my memory, the fruit knife was still in its original position, and the lollipop was the same. Quinn picked up the knife and put the lollipop in his mouth... That's right, it's the smell...

Everything has not changed. The only thing that has changed is that I have 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 the girl's mind." Quinn smiled, then slowly unpacked the fruit knife.

......

Two minutes later, the traffic light at the end of the street was a red light. Quinn glanced at the newspaper in his hand briefly and wiped the blood on the fruit knife as if no one was around.

Although I can't believe it,

......time......

It seems to be backtracking.

......

......

It is still No. 75th Street in Gotham City.

It is still at the entrance of the Iceberg Restaurant.

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

However, now it's a little later than the last time...

Quinn quickly walked towards the restaurant gate, and a big hand came across himself as expected.

"Sorry, Miss, our business hours are not here yet." As last time, the guy said the same thing.

Quinn turned his head to look at the guard, and then a charming smile came out.

A kick from "Shu"!

The man swelled up his veins, covered his crotch and squatted down.

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

"Little Dwarf~ Penguin Man~ Corbert~ Come out, I know you're here!" Quinn didn't talk much nonsense this time, but started shouting as soon as he entered the door.

When the cleaning staff around saw this posture, they were very smart enough to realize what was going to happen, so they hurriedly carried the tools and left here.

Sure enough... a few security guards walked out, and under the support of the security guard, the Penguin Man officially wore a suit.

"Hello Miss." It's almost the same as last time, this time the Penguin Man is still very polite: "I don't know, you came here and kicked my 'baby' who broke my staff's staff and shouted at me in my restaurant, calling me a short...for what?"

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

"Haha, then, why are you looking for me?" said Kerpotter, "I'll give you ten seconds, you'd better give me a satisfactory answer, otherwise I'll have to throw you into the pond to feed the sharks."

Quinn glanced at her mouth: "You are really good to your shark. Okay, I won't keep it aside. I'm from Gotham many years later, but now I'm back here, oh, not only I'm back here, I've also... back twice. Actually, I've been here just now, but you shot me and brought me back to this morning. Do you understand what I mean?"

Quinn said this passage that even she thought was stupid, but while speaking, she also carefully observed the eyes of everyone present.

Sure enough, those eyes also looked at themselves like fools, including Copper himself.

"Very good, it seems that you don't know what I'm talking about." Quinn said: "I thought I was going back in time because you got something strange in your hand. Now it seems that I'm the one who has the problem."

Quinn confirmed that his return had nothing to do with the Penguin, and seemed to feel relieved.

"I'm sorry, beautiful lady, but now I'm starting to act crazy and stupid. It seems a bit late. When you were saying those stupid things just now, I didn't stop counting. Now, it's just counting 1, so you can only die!"

Just finished speaking...

A gunshot was heard.

But the gunshot was not fired by Coppert and his gang, but from Quinn. At this moment, she took out a gun from somewhere. There was a faint smoke coming from the muzzle, and the bodyguard it pointed at was already covered in blood on her chest.

"Stop messing around, baby, how could I be killed twice by you? So, let me do it first this time." Quinn said. It turned out that she had a gun in advance before coming to the Iceberg Restaurant. No one has to care where he got the gun. Anyway, this is why she came a little late.

Taking advantage of the sudden shock caused by this sudden shot, Quinn pulled the trigger again. After a few gunshots, several bodyguards splattered blood on the spot.

At this moment, the remaining people around Copper showed pretty good psychological qualities, and they immediately suppressed their panic and immediately took out their weapons.

"Oh oh oh, don't act rashly." Quinn said with her slender legs raised, "Looking at my gun, he is facing you." She chuckled and looked at the Penguin: "You don't even know my name. In Gotham, killing someone who doesn't even know the name is a bit risky? Besides, I have absolute confidence to use bullets to blow up your baby before you shoot... You are a businessman, use the calculations in your mind to calculate, and now I will use my life to exchange for your life root, is it really good?"

The penguin was pointed at by the gun, and looked at the corpses lying beside him... Finally, a cold expression appeared, and then waved his hand and asked the people beside him to put the gun down.

"Okay, then what's your name?"

"Harry Quinn."

"Well, it's quite unfortunate. I don't know the name. So for the next question, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"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 have dreamed of." When he said this, Quinn had already walked to the Penguin Man: "Believe me, this is a deal that you will definitely be satisfied with, so I think we should find a quieter place and talk to each other."

The Penguin looked at Quinn's gun. The crazy woman showed the shooting skills that he had to believe. Now that she fought with her, she would die without intention, but she would definitely not have good results. As a businessman, such consequences would definitely not be profitable.

"Hahaha-Okay, although you don't know why, you seem to know me very well." The Penguin smiled and said, "So, please come with me."

As he said that, the Penguin led the way in front and led Quinn to a private room.

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

Quinn nodded: "Okay, here it is."

"Oh, Miss, you have to put your gun down before you go in." The Penguin said with a smile.

Quinn raised his eyebrows...

"This is the rule." The Penguin said again: "To be honest, what you are showing now is enough for you to meet God immediately. I am a businessman, not a philanthropist. If you put the gun down now, we still have some talks, but if you still have this kind of life threatening means, then...hehehe, believe me, we can't talk about any transactions, and...you will definitely regret it."

Quinn thought casually, of course she would not think that a person who could hold all the arms business in Gotham City would be held hostage by one of her own guns.

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

The penguin followed in.

This private room is not very big and has no gorgeous decoration. It has a circle of sofas and a round table in the middle.

The door of the private room was closed, and there were some bodyguards outside the door guarding him.

At this moment, Quinn completely sent himself into a situation where life and death are from fate, but this is natural. After all, this is an iceberg restaurant. As long as you walk into this place, even if you have a circle of grenades tied up on your body, you will end up in such a similar situation.

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

"Hehe, it's business, 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, no one who makes trouble here can end up with a good end, but since you have come here, you must have a deal that interests me, right?"

Quinn nodded: "That's natural...I know you're plotting to usurp the property of the Copper family."

After hearing this, the Penguin did not respond at all. She just smiled and shook her head: "Haha, you must have found out the wrong news. The Copper family is the most united family."

"Don't worry, I'm not the one you family sent to mess with you," Quinn said. "I can help you defeat your competitors, your brothers, your uncles, and the guys who don't like you all day long... This is the deal I'm going to talk about. If you're not interested, kill me now."

The Penguin's smiling face gradually became colder. He looked at Quinn with a cold look without any concealment, as if he wanted to see her out.

Just like this, I spent a while...

"Well, I'm very interested in your business." The Penguin regained his polite smile: "So...what kind of reward do you want?"
Chapter completed!