Chapter 2312 Gotham Music Festival (Twenty-Five)

"Didn't you say you wouldn't go?" Hal looked at Schiller who was changing clothes and said, "Besides, if you want to go, why drag me along?"

Hal looked down at the dress in his hand and said, "I can't interfere in Gotham's affairs at will. This is what Bruce and I agreed on. Although this ship may not be built by Gotham people, it is parked in Gotham's waters after all. I will definitely be discovered by Batman using green light energy, and there are three Batmen."

Schiller adjusted his tie in front of the mirror. He looked back at Hal and said, "Do you think Bruce is really sunburned? Mayor Roy thinks the legendary gambling ship's docking is a good gimmick. Gamblers are also tourists, and Bruce is noncommittal. It's obvious that he doesn't want to care about this, so he pretends to be sick."

"But the problem is, I didn't receive an invitation, how can I get on the ship?" Hal asked with his hands spread out.

Schiller pointed to the table next to him. Hal walked over and saw a gold-stamped ticket lying quietly next to Schiller's invitation.

"In addition to gambling games, the Atlantis is also a luxurious casino cruise ship. Anyone with money can buy a ticket, but ordinary guests can only participate in ordinary games on the first floor of the yacht, but it doesn't matter, as long as they can get on board."

Hal felt that he had heard some hidden meaning. He stroked the edge of the ticket and said hesitantly: "Although I can cheat with green light energy, some gambling games cannot be dealt with by looking at the cards in advance, and my luck is average."

"Don't worry." Schiller's tone was still very steady. He said: "Maybe it's not as difficult as you think. Just go and have fun."

Hal was still a little hesitant. He picked up the ticket and took a look. He found that the gold-plated The workmanship was very exquisite, and his name was specially written on it, so he instinctively asked, "How much is this ticket?"

"80,000 US dollars."

Hal slammed into the table, stood up straight, reached out to adjust the non-existent tie, and said, "Do you think I can wear this suit? Do you want to change to a patterned tie?"

Schiller, who was adjusting his cufflinks, turned his head to look at Hal and said, "I think this suit suits you, but if you want something more gorgeous, the tie is in the drawer under the third compartment of the wardrobe."

Soon they all changed their clothes. Schiller wore a dark silver suit. Standing in the dark, it looked gray, but if standing under the light, there was a subtle satin-like reflection.

In Hal's impression, Schiller almost never wore bright clothes. The whole person was like a huge light-absorbing black hole, and when he began to glow, he was like a celestial body that flickered forever in the dark universe, with a unique mysterious charm.

The invitation clearly states that the Atlantis will dock at Pier 5 in Gotham at 8 o'clock tonight. Ordinary tourists with tickets will board the ship first, followed by guests who actively participate in the gambling game.

When the cruise ship leaves the dock, there will be a small boat waiting at the dock. The challenged who accepts the challenge with the invitation will be sent to the cruise ship by this boat. In other words, before the ship sails, the challenger and the challenged have no chance to meet at the dock.

Hal and Schiller arrived at the dock at 7:30 and found that there were already many tourists waiting here, most of them were young men and women, wearing all kinds of expensive custom-made suits, or dressed trendy and fashionable, and every accessory on their body was expensive.

These were obviously rich people who paid for tickets to go on board for entertainment, and in the corner of the waiting hall, you can also see some people who were not so brightly dressed and looked particularly tired. There is no doubt that they were going to participate in the gambling game.

The challenged had to go to another room to wait in advance, so Hal went into the waiting room at the dock alone. He came late, and not only were all the seats full, but the open space was also crowded with people.

The dock facilities in Gotham are relatively old. Although they were renovated to welcome the tourists of the music festival, the dock is obviously not the main place where tourists gather, so they were only simply repaired. It can only be said that it looks a little cleaner, but it is still narrow and stuffy.

Listening to the complaints in his ears, Hal sighed softly. He used the thin green light energy to cool himself down. Anyway, there is a lot of green light energy now, so he spread the energy a little. People only felt a comfortable cool breeze passing through the hall, and their spirits couldn't help but relax a little.

Because Hal spent most of his time as a Green Lantern in the lamp furnace of the headquarters, his combination with the green light energy is more in-depth than other Lanterns, and he is more skilled in using the green light energy.

After becoming Ion Man, Hal felt that the green light energy was like his organ. They were one and the same.

At this moment, the green light energy spread out, and Hal could feel the status of various people through it, and even vaguely hear their voices.

At this time, the ship had not arrived yet, and Hal was idle, so he imagined himself as a psychologist and began to listen attentively to other people's thoughts. Although this was not mind reading, and could only hear superficial thoughts, it was still interesting to hear others complain about how hot it was here, how slow the ship was coming, and how they must complain to the staff about their reception environment when the ship arrived.

Just as Hal was using the green light energy to feel the state of everyone here, his expression suddenly changed, because the green light energy sensed a familiar figure in the corner opposite the waiting room.

"Hey, wait." Hal turned and looked over there, then immediately lifted his feet and squeezed over there, trying to squeeze through the crowd sideways, shouting as he walked: "Sorry! Make way! Sorry! Please make way."

It was already very crowded, and physical contact would only make people hotter. Hal's reckless behavior of squeezing through the crowd aroused public anger, and complaints rang out one after another.

From this moment on, Hal knew that things were going to be bad. Sure enough, the figure heard the noise and disappeared from the back door of the waiting room in two steps.

Hal let out a low roar, but sighed helplessly, so he had to slow down and wanted to go out from the side to see if he could block him.

But at this moment, a strong arm grabbed Hal's arm. Hal turned his head and saw a pair of firm blue eyes among countless dark eyes full of boredom and complaints.

Clark pulled Hal out of the side door, allowing him to temporarily get rid of the crowded crowd. Hal couldn't help but curse, looked at Clark and said, "Why are you here too? Don't tell me you have an agreement. I know it's no good. Do you know what this is for? Clark."

His tone was quite intense, obviously because Clark shouldn't be here. Clark didn't get angry because of his anger, but pressed Hal's shoulder and said, "I know, you think I won't gamble even if the sky falls. In fact, I'm not here to gamble."

"Then why are you here?!" Hal was obviously very angry. He said, "Don't tell me you are curious or haven't seen similar scenes. Do you know how many people fell into the abyss and were smashed to pieces because of this curiosity? Do you think you are immune just because you are an alien?"

Clark sighed and said, "Hal, Hal! Calm down! You know if I am curious about gambling, I have more opportunities to get in touch with it, not necessarily here."

Hal's mind finally calmed down. He put his hands on his waist and turned around. Turning around, he sighed and said, "Then why are you here? Even if it has nothing to do with gambling, it's dangerous here."

"I followed Oliver here,"

Hal looked at him with wide eyes, and he said, "So the figure I just saw was really Oliver?"

"It was him." Clark turned his body and looked at the back door of the dock and said, "It's our friend Oliver Queen."

"But I haven't heard that he has a gambling habit."

"He's not here to gamble." Clark frowned slightly and said, "He doesn't have a ticket. He is very likely here to participate in the so-called magic lamp gambling game."

Hal covered his forehead and looked up at the sky. Clark immediately stroked his back to calm him down. Hal took a deep breath and said, "I can't believe that with us around, Oliver still feels that he is a lonely man who has caused a lot of trouble and is desperate. This may be the most angry thing for me in the past ten years."

Clark knew that he was being conservative, and he was probably guessing before he told him, so he was so excited just now.

Anyone who finds out that his good friend is here, and obviously didn't buy a ticket to board the ship, will definitely feel angry.

You are in a big trouble that you feel you can't get rid of, and then your choice is to take a mysterious cruise ship and gamble your life, instead of looking for your good friends to help you. No matter who is in the position of this friend, they will definitely be furious.

It's like you have a close friend who has experienced life and death with you and has a life-and-death friendship with you. When you want to use money, the first way you think of is to borrow usury, but you are not only not poor, but even quite well-off, and you are absolutely able to help him. In the eyes of people who value loyalty, this can be called a humiliation.

Seeing Hal's face flushed with anger, Clark could only comfort him first, and then said: "Actually, I lost control of my ability in the bar because I felt that Oliver was wrong and his emotions were too intense, but Dr. Schiller was there at that time, and he didn't want to make a big deal about it, so I didn't say anything."

"He doesn't want to make a big deal about anything!" Hal was overwhelmed by anger and said without thinking: "I really can't stand this kind of people who don't talk about anything, and have to wait until the conflict is so intense that it is irreversible before standing up to show his smart mind! Batman is one of them!"

Clark was a little helpless. In fact, he and Hal had the same feelings. Since a friend encountered difficulties, he should ask and explain clearly as soon as possible, and then everyone should do their best to help him to the best of their ability. No matter what trouble there is, it should be strangled in the cradle, and do their best to reduce the pain of everyone.

But people like Schiller and Batman don't deal with it like this. They choose to pay attention silently and wait quietly until the other party is willing to speak or the trouble is so severe that it has to be dealt with, and then help.

Clark couldn't understand this kind of people before, but now he understands that his friends are all adults with mature minds. When they are still rational, if they are unwilling to speak up when they encounter any troubles, they must have their reasons.

You must force them to speak up. Although it can help in the end, forcing those who are unwilling to speak up to speak up is, to some extent, creating pain for them, using this pain to exchange for the joy of being righteous.