Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Sieber was finally not embarrassed to take away the dandy state blues camouflage tool-that handsome silver gray limited edition Lamborghini, one of the reasons is that the design concept of that car is not It’s practical, and it’s too windy to go out. Cyber ​​doesn’t like this feeling.

So he drove away is a low-key Dodge SUV, his favorite black, full of power, the most important thing is that there are two dark compartments in the compartment, just can put the armor and firearms knife away, and wait until he returns When I arrived at the "Hawk Villa" in the dock area, it was noon, and there was still music in the white villa.

That's when his younger brother Kevin entertained his two "girlfriends."

After the war, a relaxation is needed, and Cyber ​​doesn’t mind Kevin’s lethargy. This kid has proved himself in the previous battle. He has broken through the shackles of self-fear, and is at least spiritually qualified. Soldiers.

The rest can be cultivated slowly, and Cyber’s travel is imminent. Kevin can just take care of the wounds during this period. He also contacted two injured mercenaries who stayed in Gotham to teach him some basic tactics. , At least learn to use firearms.

Cyber ​​drives the new car into the garage. He opens the door and walks out. He doesn't know what it's useful for Kevin to learn these, but there is no doubt that he needs help.

Saved Bruce Wayne, the Wayne family gave a generous return. On the first night he entered Gotham, he saw in the newspaper of his dad about Wayne Industries injecting capital into the quayside, trying to revitalize here Economic news, so the Wayne family simply gave 5% of the shares of the upcoming dock company to Cyber, which is a lot of money, and most importantly, as long as Wayne Industry does not die suddenly, just rely on With these shares, Cyber ​​would be able to eat, drink, and worry all his life.

Of course, this is still far away from the rich and expensive, but at least let him get rid of the days like duckweed.

"Head, are you back? Would you like a drink?"

Kevin squeezed a can of wine and leaned against the garage. He still had a thick bandage on his arm, but it did not affect his movements anymore, but from his slightly flushed face, this kid had 3 points Drunk, it looks like he played with the two chicks who met at Bruce's birthday party.

Cyber ​​shook his head, opened the back door of the car, and shouted while packing,

"Kevin, lift the suitcase in my room and settle down with your friend. I have something to tell you."

"Okay, head, wait a minute!"

A few minutes later, the loud music in the room ceased, and Kevin walked into the garage with a big suitcase in one hand. He handed the suitcase to Cyber, and then stood quietly.

For Cyberman, Kevin’s senses are very complicated. At first they were enemies, then they were collaborators in mutual trading intelligence, and finally they became companions, especially after the end of the war 4 days ago, Kevin For Cyber, there is also a feeling of gratitude and fear.

The gratitude is because Cyber ​​revenge for Ed, and the fear is because the longer he spends with Cyber, the more he can feel the complexity and mystery of this person, and the kind of strong oppression, like a new employee Face the same feeling of unsmiling BOSS.

Cyber ​​reached out to lift the big box and put it in the trunk of the car. That was the salute he had prepared yesterday, a few clothes, old man Toafu had a passport for him, etc. He pulled the rear compartment down, Then took out the wallet and handed the black bank card from Jamie to Kevin,

"This is when I left this period of time, your activities funds, money is not much, but enough to support me back."

Kevin took the card and he didn't speak, but he instinctively felt that Cyber ​​had other things to tell him. After a few seconds, Cyber ​​lit two cigarettes for himself and Kevin, and two smokers sat On the green wooden box in the corner, I whispered and whispered other things.

"We killed Ducard, but we all know that we have not completely destroyed the Shadow Warriors."

Cyber ​​flicked the soot in his hand and reached out and patted Kevin on the shoulder.

"This city is still there, and they will come back sooner or later according to the style of action of those people. At that time, it is time for you to take revenge on your brother for blood and hatred. Others will take revenge for you. Where is the refreshment of your own revenge? "

"Head, don't shoot my wound next time, it hurts!"

Kevin screamed with his teeth in his arms, and then he took the cigarette butts off the corner of his mouth and put them on the ground to stamp them out, under his slightly long hair, a pair of slightly hazy eyes,

"I know, I will consult those two veterans, and next time, I will come in person!"

In less than a week, Kevin’s mental state had undergone earth-shaking changes, quietly observing his cyber nodded. This is the real battle and victory that can bring changes to a young man. After experiencing death and killing, he is truly an adult!

The child inside him died when Ed was shot. Under the guidance of Cyber, a real man stood up above the body.

"well!"

Cyber ​​stood up and patted the dust that did not exist on his body. He told Kevin, "We will have a copy of us in the dock area in the future. You can find some trustworthy friends during this period and ask the two veterans for advice. Tactics, I don’t want to see a guy like Jamie again in the dock area that has finally quieted down when I come back."

He stroked freely,

"You can use the weapons here, but don't cause big trouble. Director Gordon is not a good talker."

Kevin nodded and straightened his body,

"I understand, head, I will protect this place for you, no one can step into your territory!"

"It's us!"

Cyber ​​glanced at him and shook his hand to throw him a cigarette,

"Remember, Brother Kevin, you are a free person. We are all free. No one deserves everything. Even if I don’t, I’m not interested in these things, but if you work well, You can also be one of the big brothers in the dark of this city. There is the relationship of the Wayne family here. As long as it is not too special, no one will come to us for trouble."

Cyber ​​kept the sunglasses on his chest on his face, covering a small half of his face, and he waved at Kevin.

"As long as you don’t forget why you came to me, don’t forget your oath to Ed, okay, I’m gone, don’t forget to check out the old gun bar, the workers are decorating there , Don't let it go wrong again, otherwise Dad will really kill me."

These words made Kevin stunned. He didn't breathe until the black SUV driving out of the garage and disappearing at the end of the road. Kevin sniffed his nose, then scratched his head again, and finally reached out to open him. Around the green wooden box, there are 10 neatly arranged new black pistols.

He took one out of it, put it on the lid, rubbed it with his fingers, and felt the cold temperature of the weapon in his hand. A flame appeared in his eyes. It was a thought, and it was also an idea inspired by Cyber's words. Once it appears, it can no longer be eradicated.

That kind of flame is called ambition.

Gotham's dark boss?

Kevin pursed his lips. The young man thought the idea was Cool. Cyber ​​also said that he could not only live for revenge. He eventually became an assistant to the "Red Devil" and fought against the intractable shadow warrior. After his hands were stained with blood, he also needed to have his own life and future, didn't he?

And while Cybertron’s humming song, driving a car, and driving on the intercontinental highway to Star City, another existence that he had almost forgotten, also stood in front of another gate, ready to meet Uncertain fate in the future.

"boom"

The elaborate mahogany door was pushed open, and a guy with a sack on his head was dragged into the house by two trained soldiers, thrown on the gorgeous carpet, and then the soldiers left, so only this one was left in the room. There was a guy struggling to remove the linen pocket, and a middle-aged man sitting behind the desk in front of him.

Jamie, who had a swollen nose and a swollen face, took off the burlap pocket above his head. He gasped for a long time, and there were bruises and blood stains on his face. After the gangster left Gotham a week ago, this way Simply trouble.

He took his brother Poshkin, who was still in treatment, to and fro to Canada, preparing to surrender to the powerful Russian gangsters. As a result, he was rushed into the room by a group of black soldiers with live ammunition on the night of his settlement. Kidnapped with his unconscious brother.

The next three days were continuous interrogation. In a completely dark house, there was only one bright lamp. After continuous and messy questions and interrogation, Jamie had completely lost his sense of time, but for those things Regarding the biggest secret question in his heart, this Siberian who grew up in the snow and ice chose silence.

For this, he almost paid the price of his life.

Jamie, who had escaped from death, was lying on the ground, looking at the middle-aged man who was arranging the documents in front of him. The guy was wearing a brown coat with a black sweater, and he had short brown hair on his head, A pair of rimless glasses was driving on the bridge of his nose, and with his wrinkled face and serious beards, he had a kind of self-confidence.

This should be a soldier.

"So, Mr. Jamie Craven, right?"

The man asked in a gentle tone. Jamie took a deep breath. The gangster who had been in the United States for more than ten years tried to calm himself down. After a few seconds, he nodded hard.

"Yes, it's me, are you?"

"First come to know, I am the person in charge here, you can call me General Stryker."

The middle-aged man sitting behind the wooden table took off his glasses and put his hands on his chin. He looked at Jamie, without much tact, he said his purpose,

"I'm sorry to invite you to come here in this way, but the matter is in a hurry, let's talk about the story about this letter!"

Stricker gently threw out a yellowed letter in his hand and landed on the stall. Jamie didn't have to look at it. He knew what Stryker really wanted to ask. He took a deep breath again. Tone, he stared at Stryker, who seemed to speak well, and said word by word,

"What you want is about the origin of this letter, right?"

"This was when Poshkin and I were 27 years ago when we were teenagers. At that time, we were still living in the deepest mountain village of the Siberian Great Plains. During an unexpected hunting, near our hometown. I found it on a cliff. It is very valuable. We have also tried to find the "base" mentioned in this letter, but we have found nothing, but I can be sure that it is hidden near the cliff that year. You want to find it. Right?"

Stricker looked at the unbearable Russian in front of him with cold eyes. He heard a trace of firmness in Jamie's tone. After weighing the weight of the two in the heart, a smile appeared in the corner of Stryker's mouth, and he was open and honest. Said

"Of course, I am really curious about the base of the "Super Soldier Project" of the former Soviet Union, so let's say, Mr. Jamie, what would you like to tell me where the cliff is?"

"Heal my brother Poshkin, he is still very young, he should not live in that sad and cowardly posture, I only have this one request!"

Jamie struggled to stand up, his physical pain made him unable to shake, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "The day I saw Poshkin getting better, I immediately took you to that place, and I can guarantee that even if You have found my hometown of Poshkin and you, and it is difficult for you to find the cliff in the vast snowfield accurately, but I can... When I left there, I left some signs that only I can understand."

Stricker nodded noncommittally. He reached out and put on his glasses, then stood up and extended his hand towards Jamie.

"I just looked at Mr. Poshkin’s injury report. Hey, severe concussion, comminuted finger fracture, spinal contusion, and the most terrible thing is the damage to the brain tissue. This seems to be a fall... If necessary, I can use a little "means" to help poor Mr. Poshkin avenge this."

Jamie's eyes lit up, and he reached out and took Stricker's hand,

"That could not be better!"

"Very good, Mr. Jamie! So congratulations, and become a member of the "Weapon X" project!"