Chapter 84: Don't Blame Me for the Losses

Selina watched as Bruce quickly cleared all the chocolate from the plate, feeling slightly surprised; although his manner of eating was not undignified, judging by his eating efficiency, this plate of chocolate desserts seemed far too attractive to Master Wayne.

After finishing the chocolate, Bruce casually picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth; the dazed expression from moments before vanished completely, and he returned from a dazed oddball to the charming playboy who could talk and laugh with ease.

"Forgive my rudeness, Selina." He smiled and apologized to Selina, then turned his head to look at Ma Ma Zhaodi beside him: "Who is the maker of this chocolate? I would very much like to meet him."

"." Ma Ma Zhaodi looked at the well-dressed Bruce asking the question with a serious face and couldn't help but curse inwardly, "A bat in human skin." Both of them were the same; they loved to play and had fun. The moment I helped them out of a tight spot, they immediately asked a question that made it impossible for me to save face.

Where did the chocolate come from? Can't you guess it yourself? Did my flower tea, apple juice, and Laba porridge all go to the dogs?

Pfft.

But he still maintained a calm expression and replied: "Mr. Bruce, forgive my bluntness, but on such a romantic night, perhaps your attention should be focused on something more important."

"For instance, this beautiful lady who has been sulking alone for several dozen minutes—I guess she has higher expectations for tonight's date."

A normal waiter certainly wouldn't usually say such things, but Ma Ma Zhaodi didn't care; since both people at the table knew his situation to some extent, he had no need to pretend to be a gentleman.

Bruce instinctively looked at Selina, and Selina looked at him with amusement: "Bruce, you don't seem as sleepy right now as you were just a moment ago?"

"I..."

Fight, fight, fight. Ma Ma Zhaodi quietly slipped away from the dining table while mentally drumming up support in his heart: Don't worry about me being here; I'm already gone. You two can fight however you like.

Unfortunately, this cat-and-mouse couple didn't fight. Within a few minutes, the two had become talkative and affectionate again, their love burning hot. Judging by their posture, if they weren't in a restaurant right now, they might already be hugging each other and starting to kiss.

Heh. Ma Ma Zhaodi held a plate from a distance and sneered; their eyes were practically dripping with longing. Why bother with all this indirect pulling and tugging? Watching these two in love was less entertaining than watching a street dance battle in the rain.

At least a street dance battle has suspense.

Bruce and Selina didn't linger in the restaurant for too long; they turned and left hand in hand. Whether they would part ways and go home separately afterward, or enter the special late-night segment for Valentine's Day, Ma Ma Zhaodi didn't care much, after all, this mission was already completed.

【Valentine's Milk Chocolate

Status: Completed (1/1)

Reward: Advanced Climbing Proficiency has been issued】

With the Advanced Climbing skill, Ma Ma Zhaodi could find many paths in the city or wilderness that were previously impassable. Strictly speaking, this should be considered a must-learn skill for vigilantes; climbing up and down, chasing, and escaping all require it.

It's just that Ma Ma Zhaodi isn't a vigilante right now, so this skill might only reach its full potential in the future—or perhaps by then he will already be able to fly, in which case the climbing skill wouldn't be very useful.

While Ma Ma Zhaodi was thinking about this and that, he was suddenly patted on the shoulder. He turned his head and saw that the person beside him was Maroni.

Did he notice me? Ma Ma Zhaodi felt slightly nervous in his heart.

"Kid, you did well today. Keep it up."

Ma Ma Zhaodi had overthought it; Maroni just casually praised him once, then casually walked into the private room to find Vernon. For him, whether the waiters in the restaurant had changed or not didn't matter; it was very common for a few people to die in gang business. He had no intention of taking the time to remember the names of every insignificant new waiter; offering a little encouragement was already his limit.

Ma Ma Zhaodi was relieved to have escaped disaster; he was truly afraid that Maroni would recognize him from appearing on the luxury cruise ship on New Year's Eve. If that happened, his identity as Falcone's spy would be directly exposed.

After all, there was a bunch of thugs inside Maroni's restaurant right now, and the area outside the restaurant was also set up; four Maroni family members standing guard were enough to notify everyone inside the restaurant of any danger before it happened, right?

"If the boss finds us in the car, he will kill us."

At the back door of Maroni's restaurant, inside a car, four burly, muscular men wrapped in heavy coats with fleshy faces were huddled together talking, occasionally looking out the car window. The snow on the roadside had been swept away, flattened, and piled to the side—but they could still feel the biting cold in the air through the car windows, which was also the reason they were unwilling to get out of the car.

"If you want to stand outside and freeze your ass off, then please, be my guest."

Amidst the flickering red sparks, a wisp of swirling smoke drifted out. A Maroni family member with a cigarette in his mouth said to the member beside him: "In my opinion, Mr. Maroni has already arranged more than six gunmen inside. Since the incident involving the Joker, no one has been able to get close to this place."

This statement was very convincing; the member, who had originally been uneasy, couldn't help but nod upon hearing these words.

Immediately after, the member with the cigarette in his mouth spoke again: "I only know that when I told my girlfriend that I had to work here tonight, she didn't like the news at all. Sigh, Valentine's Day..."

"So, genius," another member casually started chatting: "Who do you think is the Holiday Killer?"

This question received no answer.

"Bang!"

A muffled gunshot rang out. A bullet precisely pierced through the car window, passing through the temple and through the brain of the Maroni family member with the cigarette in his mouth. Immediately after, another bullet pierced through the brain of the person next to him.

Immediately, a third and fourth shot followed in quick succession, blowing the heads off the two people in the back seat. The entire process was smooth and fluid, so fast that they didn't even have time to draw their guns from the cramped space inside the car.

Even the warning shout that had just escaped their lips for a second or two was locked tightly by the car's window glass and failed to reach the people inside the restaurant in time.

Shot after shot, shot after shot, the gunman riddled the entire car until it was broken and battered. Finally, the bullets exploded the fuel tank, and the sparks ignited the gasoline leaking out of the car.

The fire instantly spread upward. With a deafening boom, the entire car finally exploded. The shockwave and fireball rushed directly into the restaurant just a stone's throw away. Tables, chairs, gunmen, and waiters inside the shop were all overturned by this force, holding their heads and groaning in pain.

Hearing the sound at this moment, Ma Ma Zhaodi walked out from the kitchen, just in time to see the scene in the front hall. He paused for a moment, turned around, and immediately ducked back in.

This is insane. Maroni's restaurant was actually blown up on Valentine's Day. I need to stay far away, he thought.

Don't blame me for the losses.

(End of Chapter)