Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Now Cyber ​​has nothing, so now he is crazy enough.

Catherine led the way, and every time she walked a few steps, she looked back at Saber walking behind her. She finally found the courage. She wanted to resist Jon, but if Saber left at this time, it would undoubtedly destroy this girl. All psychological defenses established.

Cyber ​​did not leave. A scumbag that used a little girl to accumulate money was not enough to let him leave. In the past 2 hours, he took Catherine back to the bar. The father had locked the door and opened the door in Cyber After he saw the note left by his father, he and Bruce Wayne signed the contract.

The young man took out a set of clothes from Robin's closet again. This time, he was told to prepare for it early, so he and Catherine made a meal that was not a sumptuous but absolutely adequate meal. After taking a rest for another hour, Saiber put on all his current weapons, and Catherine stepped on this "vengeance" skull.

The little girl changed a set of clothes that Cyber ​​bought from a convenience store, and freshened it up. She was a little normal. She had white bandages on her palms and arms. She looked miserable and the two were weird. The combination always attracts a lot of attention.

But whether it is Cyber ​​or Catherine, you don’t care about these eyes. When you choose a target, all other interferences don’t matter.

While following the silent little girl's way to the narrow island, Cyber ​​was thinking about a problem, a problem that jumped into his mind at the moment of life and death. He took the little girl's hand and whispered to Catherine with her head tilted to the station on the sky rail leading to the narrow island with her.

"Catherine, look, I have a problem now... I'm just an ordinary person, maybe one day I might die under a flying bullet, maybe I would die in a fight, maybe I would die in an assassination, maybe Died for some inexplicable reason."

Cyber's voice hesitated for a moment. He looked at the little girl, and the little girl looked at him. There was a trace of doubt in the eyes that were beating a trace of hope that couldn't be concealed. At her age, she couldn't understand the game. What Bo wanted to say, but the young man didn't particularly need Catherine's answer, he just needed an audience.

"After all, this is a very dangerous world. I can’t even deal with a Batman who has no superpowers, let alone those weird mutants and super criminals... well, maybe... maybe I am a mutant freak myself. Maybe."

Cyber ​​looked at the hemostatic stick on his arm. He can be sure that after getting enough food, the wound under the hemostatic stick has already healed. This is not like the ability of normal people. In his limited knowledge of the world, he can only think of those weird mutants.

And Cyber ​​means what he really wants to say: He will die someday...so he wants to leave something in this world to prove that he has existed, not as a weapon, but as a person, a self Thought, a person who can prove self-existence.

The encounter with Catherine was really just an accident, but fate was so magical, he took a little **** the way to the darkest part of Gotham, at least for now, he will become a child's hero.

The literati left their marks with pens, the soldiers left marks with honor, and the merchants left marks with money. What should the villains use to leave marks?

Cyber ​​shook his head and freed himself from this complex thought. He took Catherine's hand and stood in a waiting room that was stained and looked like no one had cleaned it for ten years. It was cold The wind blew in from the broken window and gently lifted Saber's coat, beside them, there were four or five people who were also waiting for the train.

They are like servants, they look like the most ordinary kind of poor people, there is no threat. Seeing this scene, Cyber ​​could not help but whisper,

"Good to extreme and bad to extreme are actually the same. In the end, they are often unique and irreplaceable. What is really sad is..."

"Kaka Kaka"

The sound of the arrival of the empty-rail train suddenly became noisy, breaking up the excitement that Cyber ​​finally lifted. He grumbled his lips sullenly and kicked him to the leg of the young man who was trying to reach his hand into his pocket. And kicked him to the ground.

He sneered at the thief who was covering his legs and chopped another foot on his calf, smashing the dry howl back into the thief's throat.

The few people who were still around him immediately stepped back, and no one wanted to provoke such a fierce shot. Cyber ​​took the Catherine's hand into the train without care, and sat at the end. , The cleanest location.

The little girl secretly looked at Cyber, with a trace in her eyes... uh, worship, in her current cerebellar seeds, Cyber's performance was just one word... handsome!

Sure enough, staying in a chaotic environment for a long time, even her thoughts will be changed, especially at the age of Catherine, after being bullied by various scumbags for 1 year, she met Cyber, this brutal guy brought the little girl It is a brand new life experience.

Although they didn't know each other for only a day, they had a special mode of getting along with each other.

However, Cyber ​​didn't have much mood to take care of the little girl. He bore his chin with his hands boringly. From the unique perspective of the sky train, he observed the entire Gotham. What was in sight was a high-rise building connected together. This is a typical modern society. The warm sunlight in the afternoon shines on the cold glass of those buildings, reflecting a halo of cold tones, which makes this place full of a thriving atmosphere.

But this is only an appearance. The darkness and chaos in Gotham are far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

As for the sky rail train that is moving fast at an altitude of nearly 50 meters from the ground, this is a unique transportation of Gotham. It was built by the Wayne family nearly 20 years ago. It is said that it was Bruce Wayne’s father. A famous philanthropist, he and his wife were the first to stand up in the economic storm that swept through Gotham, calling on the rich to help the poor.

Of course, this was what Dad told him while chatting. Dad has lived here for 40 years. He has a special feeling for this city.

The air rail is the representative of the Wayne couples’ concept. It serves the poor and only charges a very low fee. However, after the Wayne couples were killed by the robber named Zili, this concept died out overnight. It is ironic that before the Wayne couples died, the rich people who ignored the interests of the poor did not act because of their ideas. After they were killed, the rich people who felt threatened took action.

It was the death of the Wayne couples that saved Gotham, who had been so intensely conflicted at the time, so benevolence would not save anyone, and death would make people feel scared and then generate new power.

"So I won't be a good person."

Cyber ​​grumbled, and touched the cold gun handle in his pocket. After only a lethal assassination, only this thing can bring him a sense of security.

In recent years, the aerial rails that Siberian has taken have become an indispensable means of transportation for the Gotham people. They are free and almost no one maintains, but we cannot expect everyone to be as good as Siberian, so this The old train carriages that have served them for 20 years are covered with various stains, signs of destruction, and various spray paints of unknown significance.

It looks like a mobile dump.

He admired people like the Wayne couple, but as he said, he would never choose to be that kind of person, oh, yes, it was said that when the Wayne couple was killed, Bruce Wayne, who was a child, was present, It's hard to imagine how much the dude that Cyber ​​had just seen lost that night.

But Cyber ​​didn't care, after all, he was not familiar with Bruce Wayne.

Cyber ​​put her hand on Catherine's head, the little girl's head was down, he felt a slight tremor in her body, she was about to resist the nightmare that had been pressing on her headache for a year, she was only a 10-year-old child , She can't be not afraid.

Fear would overwhelm those who were not firm enough, so he thought about it and messed up Catherine’s hair with his left hand, and then whispered,

"Child, don't be afraid."

Cyber ​​moved his shoulders to make him sit more comfortably. He pursed his lips and continued, "Fear, fear, it's not as powerful as you think, yes, fear won't give you a chance to breathe. Fear has no compassion and will not be fair, but in order to fight back accurately, for everything you want to get, for everything you decide to pay for, you must... face."

It seemed to tell the little girl, but it was more like telling himself that he looked at the little girl with his head tilted and asked in her ear,

"When fat Jon hits you, why don't you resist?"

Catherine looked at him with those big eyes and said timidly,

"He is more powerful than me, and he still has a gun in his hand."

Cyber ​​shrugged. "Yeah, he has a gun in his hand, but is that the reason for preventing you from fighting back?"

The young man who was acting as a life tutor continued to rub the little girl's hair, and he said to Catherine with a strong focus

"I know what you want to say, but do you know? Little girl, you have been abused all the time because you did not resist..."

Catherine wanted to say something, but was stopped by Cyber's finger on her cracked lips.

"Hush, don't refute, listen to me, when you learn to fight head-on, you have the determination to fight back, and a firm will..."

He glanced at the thin, unremarkable Catherine, and added a sentence, "Of course there are strong physiques. These three things are your real weapons, not the gun in Fat Jon’s hand or his only. Will throw a fist of a poor little man like you."

After talking, Cyber ​​tapped her messy head, "Maybe you don't understand it now, you just need to know that Jon is just a weak chicken! He is not worth your fear, fear him! I will send you soon Prove this, but to protect yourself, you have to learn from now on."

As the train moved closer and closer to the narrow island, Catherine was so nervous that she couldn't breathe. Cyber ​​watched her rapid breath, panicked, and shook her head helplessly.

"Okay, okay, little girl, we still have enough time to learn. Let's help you teach that **** first. Before he goes to hell, you seem to learn nothing."

"Click"

With a violent shock, the train arrived at the station. Two people, one tall and one short, walked out of the carriage along the flow of people. Cyber ​​looked around him, covering his nose with his fingers in disgust. He took Catherine's trembling hand over her. The guide walked out of a station that was almost a dump.

There was another sentence he didn't say. It was something Catherine couldn't understand now.

"Weapons will always be sharp only because of those who wield it!"