There is no Batman in Gotham City comics.

Chapter 111-08: Film Shooting

Chapter 111-08: Film Shooting

"I love Shirley, but I don't want to hold her back. A penniless man like me can't give her a good life, so I signed the agreement. Last month she told me she couldn't afford baby formula anymore, and a few days ago I wired her five hundred dollars, but that's not enough at all."

Qin Wei listened quietly, looking directly into the other man's eyes while nodding intermittently. He changed his micro-expressions according to what Johnny was saying, sometimes clicking his tongue, sometimes frowning, and sometimes gasping for breath in surprise.

On the one hand, his acting skills are really good; on the other hand, Johnny's story is indeed touching.

"I've never been able to properly express my feelings in all these years, thank you." Johnny took the tissue Qin Wei handed him and wiped his nose hard.

Two people are closely linked by fate. In fact, it is easy to see through a man's pretense. When he is trying to hold on, give him some encouragement, a hug or a simple pat on the shoulder can break down his seemingly hard psychological defenses.

"I still have some money here—"

"No, I can't take your money!"

Johnny pushed Qin Wei's hand away, his fingers smeared with brown foundation, but he was too drunk to notice.

At Qin Wei's suggestion, Johnny's martini was mixed with an excessive amount of strong liquor, which, combined with the several beers he had already drunk,

Johnny is feeling groggy and just wants to find a mattress to lie down and sleep until tomorrow.

However, Qin Wei was not about to let him fall asleep so easily. Now that their hearts were connected, they needed to go through hardships together to solidify this hard-won friendship.

It has to be said that the Joker has a keen eye for choosing his henchmen. Johnny is a typical Gotham underclassman who walks on the edge of collapse and self-destruction. At the end of the comic, he was backstabbed by the Joker and dragged by his wounded body as he jumped off a high bridge.

Even if he chose to end his own life, he would not seek revenge against Xiao Wu.

Because deep down he felt that all of this was meaningless, destruction was an inevitable end, and the Joker was just accelerating that process. He would not hate the Joker, nor would he betray him; he was a walking corpse.

Qin Wei's task is to restore hope to this body within a day. To be honest, this task is not easy. On the surface, Johnny is short of money, but in the comics, he followed the Joker to do evil and received a large share of the profits, but he was still not happy.

Therefore, Qin Wei was certain that the other party needed emotional support and stress relief.

This thing is a rare find in Gotham, no, it's not just in Gotham.

The bar door was kicked open, and a group of Romans filed in.

Johnny was half-sobered by the shock and grabbed Qin Wei's arm, pulling him back onto the bar.

"These guys are probably here for you. There's a back door at the bar. I'll cover your escape later." Johnny said, lifting his jacket to reveal his sidearm.

A revolver covered in scratches.

Qin Wei was surprised by Johnny's reaction, but after thinking about it, he felt relieved. This guy with a serious self-destructive tendency had already regarded him as a kindred spirit. Working for the Joker, he had long since disregarded his life. For a kindred spirit, he was willing to offer up something that was worthless to him.

Qin Wei was somewhat moved; he was playing tricks on the other party, but the other party had taken it all in.

But the plot can't go in that direction no matter what, because extras are expensive.

"Has anyone seen this guy, Johnny Frost?" The leader of the Romans pulled out a photograph.

Johnny was completely sober; he hadn't expected the Romans to be looking for him.

Yesterday, he and the Joker raided Arnold's drug manufacturing plant, making off with $30 million worth of drug precursors. The factory foreman invoked the title of "Roman," but was shot through the neck by the Joker.

There was no surveillance footage, and no evidence was left behind, so why did the Romans come knocking on our door? That was way too fast!

While Johnny hesitated, Qin Wei took the initiative, pulled out a pistol loaded with blanks, and fired a shot into the chest of the leading Roman.

boom!

Just like a movie set, the prop master outside the bar monitored every move on set through the on-site surveillance. When Qin Wei fired his gun, he pressed the detonation button. A small cluster of gunpowder hidden under the bulletproof vest of an extra exploded, and the blood pack burst open as the actor groaned and fell to the ground.

Despite his poor acting skills, Johnny didn't notice anything amiss under the cover of the fleeing crowd.

The Roman henchmen drew their guns and returned fire, but it was the same old story: the gunpowder hidden behind the bar shelves exploded repeatedly, and Johnny was hit in the face with a mixture of liquor and glass shards.

"Run! I'll cover you!"

Qin Wei peeked out from under the crowd again, "took down" a Roman thug, and pointed towards the back door of the bar towards Johnny.

Johnny didn't waste any words, crouching low to dodge a series of "bullets" and slipping into the kitchen.

Bro, you have to live!

He was moved to tears by Qin Wei's selfless act.

But just as he reached out the back door, Royce, who had been waiting by the wall for a long time, raised his big stick and slammed it down.

Johnny fell headfirst into the stinking ditch.

As planned, Royce administered a sedative to the target and, clutching his chest, reported the situation to the film set via walkie-talkie.

"I've got it all sorted out here, OVER!"

The director promptly relayed the message to the bar, and the crowd that had been scattering immediately relaxed and gathered around Qin Wei to line up and receive their pay.

"Here, take your money."

"And yours too, don't rob anyone of a hundred dollars each!"

"Your acting was great just now, especially that terrified look, it was amazing! I'll definitely cast you again next time I have a role." Qin Wei patted a fat man on the shoulder. If the man took off his fake beard and baseball cap, the audience would definitely recognize him at a glance. Wasn't this the taxi driver who always seemed to run into Qin Wei?

However, this guy hadn't yet realized that the person in front of him was his regular customer.

"Hehe! I was a professional extra in Hollywood a few years ago. By the way, when is this movie coming out? I definitely have to go to the theater to see it!"

"It'll be released soon!" Qin Wei waved his hand with a smile.

The film transitions to the basement of a house in the Lower East Side, where Qin Wei is handcuffed and limbs tied, while Selena applies new makeup to him.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Selena was incredibly excited. After receiving Qin Wei's permission, she ripped open her shirt collar, revealing her beautiful, naked body. But that wasn't all. She then tore open her trouser legs and ripped the cuffs. "You might not know, but I've wanted to do this for a long time~"

Whispering in his ear, she couldn't resist and gently bit Qin Wei's earlobe.

Qin Wei's face turned visibly red; who could resist such flirting?

After drawing five or six bruises on her skin, Selena left the room, and Royce, carrying Johnny on his shoulder, followed her in.

He threw the unconscious Johnny onto a bench and bound his hands and feet with barbed wire.

"Boss, do we really have to do all this ourselves?"

"I'm sucking on my finger that's been pricked by a barb," Royce asked. He probably guessed that the plan was crucial, but in the past Qin Wei would tell them the details of the plan instead of being a riddle-maker like he was now. Even Oswald, who was closest to him, knew nothing about it.

"Believe me, there are some things you're better off knowing less about."

Qin Wei gave Royce a time and a casino address.

"I've arranged for a guy to play cards there tonight, you'll go keep him company for the night."

"Oh? That's an easy job. Tell me, do you want to win all this guy's money or lose it to him?" Royce was itching to try. Playing cards was an essential skill for older men.

"You don't need to do anything, just stay with him the whole time. As for why, you'll find out when you get there."

After a few simple preparations, it was time to start the machine. As Royce injected the sobering agent into Johnny's thigh, Johnny soon woke up in a daze.

"Three! If you don't want my throat slit, you'd better tell me where the Joker is! And how you've been in contact!!"

Snapped!

With a resounding slap, Royce slammed the end of his cigar hard against Johnny's thigh.

Having grown up in the East District and started as a henchman in Rome, Reus was born with ruthlessness ingrained in his bones. Even though he has been dragged down by a "give up" mentality in recent years, he can still seamlessly return to his former state as long as Qin Wei gives the order.

Johnny lowered his head and remained silent, while Royce rolled up his sleeves and punched him in the stomach.

He was incredibly ruthless, knocking Johnny to the point of vomiting blood with just one punch. Qin Wei, worried that Johnny would be beaten to death if the beating continued, coughed lightly.

Unexpectedly, Royce got too into character and instinctively slapped back.

Snapped!

Qin Wei was thrown to the ground along with his chair, feeling his face gradually swell up. He was completely stunned.

Royce belatedly turned his head, and the two of them stared at each other blankly.

What are you doing?

Qin Wei stared at Royce with a bewildered look in his eyes, as if a string of yellow question marks were flashing in his pupils.

Sorry, boss, it's just a habitual action!

Royce's eyelids twitched, but he had to keep reciting his lines: "Hmph, you're awake? Please wait a moment! After I'm done torturing him, it'll be your turn!"

Johnny remained silent, head bowed, just as Qin Wei had predicted. This pain wouldn't be enough to make him betray the Joker. In the comics, the Joker knew his ex-wife's address; Shirley and Freya were his only reason for living in this cruel world.

But Qin Wei didn't expect Royce to get anything out of him; what he wanted was Johnny's remorse.

Matchstick Marlon suffered greatly to cover his retreat, and judging from the man's previous words and actions, it's impossible that he felt no remorse at all.

Royce left the basement under the pretext of retrieving torture instruments, and now it was Qin Wei's turn to show off his acting skills.