Spellian, who was bound to the business system, traveled through time and came to Gotham, a criminal city with an extremely high crime rate and more ruthless folk customs.
The good news is that he inherited a restaurant in the old town when he landed. As long as it is open, he will never starve with his amazing cooking skills.
Bad news——
System: "Wearing a festive red coat and a red mask, we received 100 customers (0/100), and selected twenty lucky ones and gave them a slap in the face (0/20).
Mission reward: Thunder Slap, with these hands, you will give Gotham Thunder Judgment. "
Spelian: "..."
He felt that he, who was burdened with this mentally retarded system, would probably not see the sun tomorrow in a place like Gotham.
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Gotham Bistro is open.
"Big opening bonus! Big opening bonus! The first customer to get the prize will get——"
Before the young and handsome boss could finish his opening speech, the gang members who came to collect protection money squeezed through the crowd and came to him.
The man was holding a baseball bat and standing in front of people with an arrogant attitude, "What's the prize?"
The little boss stared at him for two seconds, then smiled and said, "You will get——"
There was a crisp "pop" sound, and the boss said innocently: "My big dick."
Slap progress (1/20)
Everyone: "…………"
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For the Nth time this month, the Red Hood was hunted down by people from all walks of life.
The first time he subdued the troublemaker, he didn't take it seriously.
The second time, he solved it easily.
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For the Nth time, he angrily thrust a gun into the person's mouth, "What on earth are you doing this month?! Are there any KPIs you want to achieve with me?!"
The pursuit three times a day will never end!
The other person who was beaten up by him raised his head in dissatisfaction and said hatefully: "You ambitious lunatic! You actually want to swallow up all the underground forces in Gotham in one go, and I'm not afraid of killing you!"
Jason: "???????"
When did he have such a great dream? Why doesn't he even know about it? !
With the help of various kind-hearted people (his old father and plastic brothers), Jason finally figured out the whole story.
"Who doesn't know that the owner of the Gotham restaurant is yours! We just went to eat his food, paid and got slapped. Later, he even openly robbed us!"
"Isn't what he meant what you meant?! You still have the nerve to ask why we want to kill you!"
Jason: "..."
"First of all, why do you think he is mine? Secondly, you don't have to eat that meal. Finally, he and I don't know each other at all!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... We don't want to, but the food he cooks is so delicious!" A group of people cried.
Jason fell into a deathly silence when his prisoner slapped him in the face with the photo of his boss wearing a red coat and a red mask.
Jason decided to personally meet with the restaurant owner who was making him uneasy.
Later——
"Honey, I mean, do we have to be nicer to these diners? After all, they can be considered our cupids."
Intention: A blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise
