Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

After 5 minutes, the two actionable guys carried their seriously injured boss and unlucky companion, and drove the car quickly away from the bar. Before they left, they There was still money and weapons left in the body, so Cyber ​​had another $700, two daggers, a pistol that had been used for a long time, and a magazine full of bullets.

Cyber ​​stood at the door and waved goodbye to the black SUV, and then blew a whistle to the dad and the young police officer sitting opposite him. "Jackie is good to his subordinates. A gun can be equipped, and this is really a treatment."

The police officer's face was dignified,

"That's Jamie's brother Poshkin... It is said that they are real brothers, you almost killed Poshkin, Jamie won't give up."

In response, Cyber ​​shrugged. Obviously, the father did not tell the guy about the bar sale, but since the misunderstanding had been lifted, Cyber ​​would not be awkward with the police officer who said nothing to him.

Everyone is an adult anyway, isn't it?

And because the father's "good son" came back in advance, the old man deliberately closed early today, saying that he would cook his own food to entertain his son.

When the old man was busy, the bored Cyber ​​was sitting with the young, promising, tall and handsome police officer sitting on the bar table with wide eyes.

"I said, Brother Robin, don't look at me with the eyes of criminals...I'm just protecting my father's safety. He hired me. I'll help him clean the bar and sort out those **** glasses."

Cyber ​​held his chin with his left hand, while playing with the coin in his hand, and said to Robin, the handsome young police officer with short black hair, "Actually, I helped him solve a few troubles last night, you See, we are a group, do you understand?"

"Call me John! Thank you"

Robin's indifferent hands rested on the table. He looked at Cyber's right hand. The blood on the Buddha was not cleaned. Detective Robin was a young man with a very keen sense, otherwise he would not be young. Become a police officer lightly, and in the words of the intern police officer's boss Sergeant Gordon, it is "Robin is a natural criminal terminator."

And now, even though this keen criminal terminator is across a table, he can smell the **** smell of this young man named Cyber ​​Hawk...more than the murderers in the Blackwater Prison Be heavy.

This is a real ruthless character. He shouldn't be obscured in Gotham. More importantly, someone like him shouldn't be around Dad, especially now when he has an enmity with Jamie.

"Okay, okay, let's talk openly, Robin!"

Saib put down his left hand holding his chin, also spread his hands on the table, and said in a very sincere voice,

"I don't really get in trouble, do you understand? At least until Dad pays me the salary I deserve and clearly says I don't need my help, I won't cause you any trouble with him, here is yours Site, I'm just a poor temporary resident, I will leave after my father gets rich, and then go to the city center to find a cleaner or dishwashing job, live a life of inaction, we will no longer have intersection Alright, OK?"

Robin’s reaction to this is, “I’ll stare at you, you’d better do what you say, otherwise I don’t mind throwing you in jail, or worse, the Arkham opened by Dr. Klein Mad House, I heard there are your kind there."

For this threat, Cyber ​​shrugged. Now he still doesn't know what Arkham Asylum House means. On the contrary, his interest quickly shifted to Robin. He moved his chair and sat in Luo. Beside Bin, he simply ignored the sharp sound of the chair rubbing on the floor, he asked sneakyly,

"I'm actually curious. My dad said that your name is Robin, but I just saw your police officer's certificate clearly read "John Blake", and you are only 19 years old this year. Normally, children of this age You should still be in school, but you are already a trainee police officer in Gotham, so are you interested in explaining it to me? Brother Robin, I know that Dad has some background, but I hope you can tell me some... well, I should Know something."

In the face of Cyber's suit, and it is such a sensitive matter, Robin is obviously not interested in answering, but it does not matter if he does not answer. Cyber ​​is like a machine gun, constantly talking about his guess,

"Then let's play a game you guessed, I guess, you are definitely not the father's son, unless the old man is strong enough to be 60 years old and can have children, so combined with your current situation, I guess you should be a Orphan, the surname Blake, including the dumb name John, should be given to you by your adoptive parents, and your real name is Robin..."

Hearing Cyber's guess, Robin's left hand on the table was fisted at this moment, so Cyber ​​knew that he guessed right, which did not make him more proud. On the contrary, he frowned and stood up and hugged With both arms, rubbing his chin with his thumb, and then walking around beside Robin, mumbling in his mouth,

"Dad is not your adoptive parent, but he calls you a good son. You have a feeling similar to that of your father. Obviously, there is a story between you and him. I can’t guess the specific story. But I think it should have something to do with abuse and running away from home... So after lucky to meet Dad, you have to work hard to prove yourself. Now it seems that you are probably influenced by the other side of Dad. By the way, you are pursuing some kind of justice... want to be a decent person, or an idealist, you want no crime in this world, or do your best to end crime, I guess right?"

Robin's fist was tighter, but the next moment, he was relieved and asked in a low voice, "Why do you think so?"

Cyber ​​smiled and stopped talking. At the same time, the daddy in the apron came over with two plates of cut beef. He greeted Robin and Cyber ​​for dinner together, which interrupted The "friendly" exchange between Cyber ​​and Robin, but it doesn't matter, the information needed by Cyber ​​has been collected.

When the old man took Robin's hand to pray before the meal, Cyber ​​held a glass of wine with a playful smile and looked at Robin sitting opposite him. This young man was very unusual and had a special talent. He has a keen sense and a strong posture, but he will not affect his life, so there is no threat.

Hmm... without threats, it means being friends.

But what makes Saber depressed and novel is that when eating, the dad and his good son exchanged things that he could not understand, what Star City, what mutants, what superheroes and the like.

Cyber, while skillfully eating steaks with knives and forks, while holding his ears to collect the information he needed from their conversations, soon realized that this strange world really seemed to exist similar to superpowers and magic, witch Something like art, and everywhere in the world, seems to be active with a strange creature called a mutant. They are like humans, but they have such superpowers.

The last one is about superheroes. It is said that they are a group of "volunteer policemen" who use their own power to help the city in order to make society better. Correspondingly, they are a group of guys called "super criminals".

In short, after listening to these chatter chats, Cyber's first reaction is:

This is really not the world of my past!

He can be sure that, based on the situation in his original world, it is impossible to produce super heroes and super criminals, let alone those mutants with the same super powers.

In this world, all kinds of super criminals are rampant, and there are radical mutants living by them, ready to make big news, and some countries that he does not know where are fighting, the whole world looks like a piece of The state of chaos and order.

Finally, Cyber ​​summarized, and then reached a tragic conclusion:

It seems that ordinary people like him still find a job that doesn't need their brains. It's better to spend a lifetime in a hurry.

To be honest, this very sumptuous dinner was very boring, because the dad always told Robin about things that Cyber ​​was not interested in, but even **** like Cyber ​​could understand from these two people. To a unique feeling, maybe the thing is called affection.

This made the runner in the carriage feel a bit... jealous, but soon disappeared. He picked up a newspaper, collecting all the useful information for himself, turning his head from time to time to look outside the bar, He did not forget his duties, nor did he forget what his father hired him for.

Fortunately, it seemed to be quiet tonight, except that some drunks sat not far away drinking. Well, the light from their smoking meant that they had been there for 2 hours.

There was a smile on Cyber's mouth, and it was probably a little fun tonight.

"Okay, dad, I'm going back to the police station. Mr. Gordon has suppressed many cases. Falconi has bought out almost everyone in the police station. What a terrible thing! Tomorrow I have to deal with that **** Klein. , The gentleman who always collects money and handles things, there are many things over there, I am going to be busy, dad."

The detectives who drank a few glasses of wine took their hats from the table, hugged the father, and then were alert, glanced at Cyber ​​with a hint of warning, the latter buried in the newspaper, did not read at all he.

The dad sent his good son out of the door. A few minutes later, Cyber ​​heard the sound of the engine of the Mustang police car. Then the dad hummed and walked back to the bar, and began to clean up the dishes on the table, while Cyber Looking back at the window, the red light spot that had been faintly illuminated just now had disappeared.

He put down the newspaper and opened a playful smile in the corner of his mouth,

"Dad, you love your good son very much, I can see..."

"Huh?"

The daddy had his corncob pipe in his mouth. He glanced at Siberian and hummed from his nostrils. "So what? My good son has a great future. He is much stronger than your villain."

Cyber ​​grimaced at Father Christian and pointed out the window.

"Two hours ago, there were 5 drunks sitting there. After your good son left, the drunks disappeared... do you understand what I mean?"

"boom"

The wine glass in the old man's hand hit the ground, he froze, and then looked at Cyber ​​with a somber face,

"Why didn't you say it early!"

Cyber ​​showed an innocent expression, "You didn't ask me again!"

"Enough! Hurry up and help! I hired you to watch the excitement? You go first, and I will come later!"

Cyber ​​shrugged and did not get up. Instead, he placed two guns in his pocket on the table. He looked at his father innocently, and then looked at the two civilian-type defensive firearms.

"I swear to God, I really want to go, Dad, but with these two toy guns, I guess I can only bury the poor Robin. You know, this thing is more than 30 meters, and I can’t even wear my arms. ."

"Asshole!"

Dad turned around and lay on his bar, flipped his hands for a few seconds, and then threw Cyber ​​a wooden box, which opened it, and blew a whistle.

"M9, I like this stuff, but unfortunately there is only one."

It was a silver-white, streamlined pistol with a slightly protruding barrel and a black handle. It was clearly maintained by the user. Under the slightly dim light of the bar, it shone with a blurred and cold light.

Cyber ​​held it in his hand and withdrew from the magazine, which was full of brass bullets.

"Kaka"

The murderous weapon turned around in Saber's hand, and then disappeared into his pocket. He opened the door, gestured OK to his father, and disappeared into the darkness.

He was wearing his old clothes, and his black coat floated back in the still cold night. Saber jogged forward, and the street in front of him looked a little blurred under the dim street lights, which made Saber enter a special Both visual sense.

At some point in the past, he seemed to be doing the same, running in the dark, what was he going to do then?

To kill? It seems like... Although the memories of the past are as irregular as fragments, but between the fragments, there is always a mixture of flying blood and coldness. With a gun, a knife, and two hands, how many people did he kill?

Are there idealists like Robin among those people?

Is there a guy like dad asking for life in the gray area?

Is there someone like me who has a chaotic past?

The heavy senses squeezed on Cyber’s shoulders, and at this moment he even made him breathless. His footsteps slowed down uncontrollably, but when he raised his head again, he saw a completely different view of the surroundings and his memory , His brain shuddered.

Yes, this is not the world of the past!

This is a new world!

Yes, so let the past go, let's have a new life! After cooking Dad’s employment, 2 days later, you will be truly free, and you will go where you want to go!

"Hey, bastard! Are you arrogant? Come on, beat me!"

A tyrannical shout and the sound of a heavy object hitting the human body awakened Cyber ​​from his vision of future life.

He stopped abruptly and walked quickly to the corner without making any sound. He looked at the street lights in front of him, the Mustang police car that had been stopped, the broken window, the glass stained with blood, and There was the young man surrounded by five guys who had fallen to the ground.

Saiber licked his lips, and wiped the belt under his coat. Two daggers plunged into his hands. He took a deep breath, and the cold air entered his lungs, and the blood in his body began to flow again. .

"Hey, good boy Robin...you owe me a little."