Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Choice, this is a meaning given to behavior by human beings, we make choices all the time.

Generally speaking, choice will always bring a series of unpredictable effects to the development of anything, and the word choice is always associated with cost. When we choose a certain action, we will inevitably lose something , these losses due to our choices are called costs.

Having too many options is not a good thing... because that means you will pay more.

"boom"

The clown's head was roughly grabbed, and under the lead of Batman, his entire body was mounted on the wall of the interrogation room.

"Where's Harvey! Tell me!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

He screamed, but he was not in fear. The blood dripping from the top of his head messed up the paint on his face. There was still blood at the corner of his mouth, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

Some are just frenzy, some are just excitement, the joy of seeing the best things bloom.

"I've said it a long time ago! You have too many principles, and you thought they could save you, hahahaha."

"boom"

A punch hit the clown's abdomen, he curled up in pain, he fell to the ground, he watched Batman stretch out his hands, strangled his neck, lifted him high,

"Tell me! Where's Harvey!"

"You don't...you don't have anything, anything, anything that can threaten me! Hahahahaha, your strength is useless...hahaha, this is my rule, you have to make a choice! Break it , bat, break it! You can see the truth..."

The clown felt that he couldn't breathe. He waved his hands and said with difficulty like a cock whose neck had been cut,

"The only sensible way to survive in this world is to have no principles! Tonight, you will smash your only principle!"

"Ahem, I know you can't do it!"

The clown coughed hard, and his voice became lower and lower in the pain of being strangled by the neck,

"So I'm here to help you... make a choice, they are dying, there are only ten minutes left, if... ahem... if you want to save any of them, you have to play my game, ahem, Use my rules!"

"boom"

The clown's body was thrown out, knocking over the interrogation table in the house, his body was leaning against the corner of the wall in a weird posture, he stretched out his hand with difficulty, and wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, he looked at Batman, he did not There is no doubt that if he is provoked again, this guy may break the principle in anger and kill him.

But he ignored this threat, he saw those eyes, even in the extreme anger, he still maintained a sliver of reason, the clown smiled and curled up like a wounded old dog, he whispered,

"Do you understand? Killing...is a choice, one out of five lives! Who will you choose? Which four will you kill? Will you go crazy? Bat, I'm really curious!"

"Where are they?"

Bruce asked, this time the clown didn't show off again, and the clown who was beaten miserably looked at him,

"Of course I'll tell you...I'll tell you all, I put the faithful wife at 87 Orchard Street, the pure girl on the second floor of the Gotham Orphanage, the brave little boy and the third at Wharf 104 , and poor Mayor Nestor in the basement of the old Central City theater"

He scratched his head and said uncertainly,

"Uh, if I'm not mistaken, Harvey representing justice should be at 65 Third Avenue on Narrow Island!"

Bruce turned around abruptly and rushed out of the interrogation room, and the clown shouted after him, the lunatic seemed to be helping,

"Don't try to save anyone if you hesitate, let me see who you will kill, bat! Let me see!...Hey, don't touch me, I have human rights!"

Sergeant Smith rushed in and interrupted the clown's voice, followed by a fist-to-flesh beating. When Batman rushed out of the gate of the police station, Gordon was already waiting there, wearing a motorcycle helmet Robin,

He jumped onto the Batcycle and yelled,

"I'm going to save Harvey!"

After speaking, he rushed into the road ahead at an extremely fast speed.

"I'm going to the pier!"

Robin set off on a police motorcycle, and Gordon got into the car. There were still three places left. He decided to go to the nearest old theater in the central city. Judging by the time Mayor Nestor left, he was very close. It might be there.

The moment the vehicle started, a violent roar came from behind the car. Gordon looked back, and the dark red figure went back and forth. When Seber passed the car, he whispered,

"The orphanage...is handed over to me!"

The speed of the black battle ax increased to the extreme in an instant, like a swift shadow shuttled in the darkness, it quickly disappeared from Gordon's sight. The Gotham Orphanage is the furthest away from here, and Seb took on this important task. After getting up, Gordon no longer cared about driving safely. The police car rushed onto the road at the fastest speed. He grabbed the communicator and shouted,

"Smith! Damn it, stop hitting him! Go to 87 Orchard Street! Do you hear that?"

"Got it! I'll go there right away!"

Life, there is almost no difference from the moment of birth. It is reasonable to say that life should be equal, but when human civilization progresses, there are always factors of one kind or another that add some extra labels to life, so the mayor's Life becomes very important, so Harvey's life will be more important than a child whose life has not yet begun.

The viciousness of the Joker's deadly joke lies in the fact that he wants to artificially let Bruce Wayne see that Batman, who actually represents the justice and hope of Gotham, will also make comparisons in this cruel choice of human life, and rescue the the most important person.

This is a mockery of human nature, because for all those who participated in this rescue operation, when choosing a rescue object, they will undergo a spiritual torture, regarding the essence of life, what is the most important.

Is it a child? Or a powerful mayor?

He is very clear that as long as even one person dies, there will be a permanent hole in Batman's will. For this kind of person who abides by the rules, there is nothing more painful than breaking the rules with his own hands. The clown knows very well that they What will be done, those who are called heroes will carry all the responsibility on their shoulders, and these weights will eventually crush them.

As for Gordon... the clown curled up in the corner of the interrogation room grinned maliciously.

He wants to punish Gordon for ruining his confrontation with Batman... That was originally just his inspiration, yes, the world is so unfair, and things will always happen randomly, but now, he can't wait to see this A deadly joke.

Who would go crazy?

Batman...or Gordon? The young detective?

Red...Mr. Red will not go crazy, the clown can be sure of this, he is a colder bastard than him, he is the same as the clown, he is a person who believes in his own logic, but the difference is that the clown attributes his own logic to chaos , and Seber, he is attributed to indifference.

But in the final analysis, how could he only target Batman after spending so much time and making so many arrangements?

"Pity…"

The clown muttered to himself, "Rachel Dawes, little beauty, it would be perfect if I could catch you, they will all be crushed, everyone will be..."

"Ding"

Something was thrown into the interrogation room, and the clown's eyes lit up when he saw the thing. He looked around, wiped the blood from his mouth, and quietly held the thing in his hand.

Amidst the fast-moving wind, the figure of Saibo and his steel beast really became a group of red phantoms among the cities.

His goal is the Gotham Orphanage, where Catherine stayed, and it seems that Selena also stayed. Cyber ​​knows where that place is, and his body is tied to this crazy locomotive at a speed of 450KM. At the time of /h, even a gust of wind is enough to carry Saibo's body into the air.

This speed has almost exceeded the speed of the locomotive. Normal people cannot drive it. It only needs to be tilted slightly, and there may be a tragic car accident, but Seber can do it. His mental reaction speed is completely enough. , his unusual physique allowed him to drive this locomotive that roared like thunder on Gotham's avenue.

No one knew the time set by that lunatic clown. Now that he had embarked on the road of saving lives, what Seber was most worried about was a sudden burst of flames in front of him.

"That's what it's like to be a good person..."

Saibo thought with some self-mockery in his heart, "Good people are always controlled by bad people, because destruction is always easier than salvation."

Indeed, in the confrontation between Batman and the Joker, Bruce seems to have never won. Seber has a new understanding of the destructive power of the Joker, but he knows how to deal with the Joker. A moment to put a bullet in his head.

If possible, Saibo would rather go back to that night, even if he was stopped by everyone, he should have stabbed the knife into the guy's heart. Unfortunately... At that time, he was also controlled by wild madness, if not Professor Charles used force to get him out of that state. I'm afraid Harvey would have died long ago.

That's why he didn't want to get involved with the Joker anymore. He was also afraid, he was afraid that he would lose control again. When Gordon was shot at Lauber's memorial service, Seber obviously felt Realizing that his emotions were frantically manipulating his body, he killed all those criminals.

Bestial instinct seemed to manipulate him at that moment.

This experience made Saibo even more worried about his situation. He knew very well that if he lost control, no one in the city could suppress him, either he would be blown to pieces, or he would commit appalling killings.

He doesn't care about death, but he doesn't kill ordinary people for no reason.

"click"

The black battle ax turned into a black alley with no street lights. The environment here was terrible, and the smell of garbage was everywhere. That's right, it was here, the Gotham Orphanage.

This building existed a long time ago, but after Bruce's father built a new and larger Wayne Orphanage in the name of the Wayne family, it was on the verge of abandonment, and only unlucky children like Catherine would It is said that there are many complicated secrets hidden here, but it was completely closed a year ago.

So now, looking at it under the dark night, it looks like a haunted house, and there are excited little animals making all kinds of noises in the dark. Ordinary people will probably be scared to pee here.

But these have nothing to do with Saibo, so he will not be afraid of them.

"boom"

The tightly closed, already rusted door was smashed open by the tomahawk. Saibo didn't even stop, took the flying claw gun from his belt, and rushed up to the second floor of the orphanage driven by the steel cable.

In front of him were more than 20 rooms that were almost exactly the same. He searched outwards at the fastest speed. No one knew how long it would be before the explosion here, so he had to hurry up.

Finally, outside the utility room at the very edge, Saibo smelled a strong smell of gasoline. He kicked open the closed door and rushed into it. At this moment, the light source on the gauntlet was turned on. Seeing After the layout of the room, Saber's eyes narrowed suddenly.

At least 20 barrels of gasoline, and a timer is fixed on the top of the oil barrel. The number on the top jumps around 10 minutes, which makes Sable breathe a sigh of relief. Once this place explodes, it is enough to level the entire orphanage, Sable Walking quickly into the deepest part of the utility room, I saw a little girl in a white dress lying on the ground, seemingly unconscious.

He hastily walked over, wanting to hug the little girl, under the shining light, Saber's gaze swept over the girl's face, and his footsteps immediately stopped in place.

This is... Barbara Gordon, Gordon's youngest daughter!

The wife and boy that the clown said, could it be...

"Damn it!"

Sable swore, "Gordon is going to go crazy!"

He stretched out his hand and hugged little Barbara in his arms, but at the moment when he got up, a metal wire connected to the little girl's back was snapped. The number on the timer on the barrel changed rapidly, and finally stopped at 5.

"Damn it!"

"boom"

The heat in Seber's body exploded at this moment. Like a football player, he hugged Barbara tightly in his arms, and rushed towards the glass in the utility room, smashing the broken glass Shattered, at the moment he leaped into the air, behind him, a dazzling golden flame was like a fireball.

It exploded with a bang, and Saibo felt the strong driving force behind him and the scorching flames burning on his battle armor, but at this moment, Saibo's mind was churning with another thought.

Do other places have the same deadly design, that insidious bastard!