Origin of all things Arkham

Chapter 144 I Don't Care
When Fiora was squatting in the room as a home girl, frantically absorbing knowledge through dramas from various countries, and learning some hidden low-level cultural logic through comment areas and bullet screens, Lynn was working hard to help her clean up. Clear the impact of previous events.

And Lynn's method is also extremely simple and rude, he just makes things big, and then simply be himself.

Nasino City is no different from other cities. Life is the same as obscure, and I can't figure it out. It shouldn't be. It's a pity. I'm sorry.

Lynn, like a duck to water.

However, people in some places don't see it that way.

For example, an organization specially established to target uncooperative superpowers like Lynn.

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Squatting on the street, Lynn held a lollipop in his mouth, half-reclining on a rocking chair with sleepy eyes, watching the passers-by on the street.

The kitten was also squatting on Lynn's lap, eating a kind of local cracker, and getting crumbs all over Lynn's legs.

This is a voluntary organization of residents, gradually expanding the size of the flea market. Most of the people who come and go are some poor and ordinary people. There are always some children and tourists from other places who use this place to relax and play.

Generally speaking, it is very peaceful and peaceful.

As for Lyn himself, he also enjoyed his rare vacation to sell some wool socks, hammers, leather jackets, motorcycle accessories, and crackers.

These are all his spoils.

Not crispy, crispy is a product that kittens use to subsidize their households.

However, this is the world of DC, in fact... it's the same in any world, An Ning, it's hard for this thing to exist for a long time...

"Lynn, there seems to be someone making trouble over there..."

"what?"

Lin En was about to fall asleep, and opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a group of idiots wearing retro leather jackets, with colorful hair, very skinny, fat and fat, laughing loudly on the main road in the middle of the market , from time to time, go to this stall to make trouble, go to that stall to grab a glass of juice, molested some people's daughters and so on.

"Lyn, don't you care?"

"in spite of."

Lin En closed his eyes again: "They are bullied and unwilling to resist, and these useless people are so arrogant. If I have the time to help, guess if they will appreciate me.

So I'm not Batman anymore.

Meow, for adults, the most important self-discipline is to restrain your desire to correct others.Sometimes, the help you want to give to others is just to help yourself comfort your soul and prove that you are not useless. "

Lowering the hat on his face a little, Lynn began to sleep again.

"That's fine."

The little cat didn't look over there, and focused on dealing with the crispy pancakes in his hand, killing them to death.

"Hey! Blind man! The one who keeps cats!"

"what?"

Lin En took the hat covering his head, opened his eyes, and saw a large group of people squatting and standing in front of him.

"Don't you know that this thing can't be sold casually, where did you get it!"

The one who spoke was a dude with three lip studs on his mouth, a cluster of flames tattooed on his face, a cockscomb on his head, as thin as a monkey, and a buddy who wore eye shadow.

He was carrying a leather coat with nails on the shoulders from Lin En's booth, shaking and shaking, and put it on himself, while the companions behind him were also picking and choosing at Lin En's booth, laughing and commenting He threw one and picked up another, messing up the whole booth.

"Ugh……"

Lynn sighed softly. He was really a little sleepy. After all, he had been on night shift for many days. He really thought that running around the city to do tasks did not require physical strength and no rest, right? Wouldn't that be Batman?

Looking around, some of Lin En's colleagues had already started packing up and leaving, and they were all avoiding Lin En's side during their actions.

"Your mother... Phew... If you like that dress, just take it and wear it, don't gather here and affect my business, that's all."

Lynn said a few words, then put the hat on his face again.

The fur-clothed army looked at me and I looked at you, and vaguely felt that I didn't get the [respect] that I should have.

"Fake! Little rookie, do you know who you're talking to!"

"My Nima..."

Distraughtly, he took off the hat on his face, Lynn was still sleepy, but he was a little impatient.

He looked at the small knife in the opponent's hand, and felt that he felt worse than eating a fly.

At this time, perhaps because of the fearful eyes and evasive gestures of the surrounding people, the leather-clad cockscomb enjoyed the atmosphere even more, his eyes became brighter, and his laughter became more insane.

Sometimes, with some people, that's what happens.

When a person has no special skills and wants to attract attention, he is eager to get the attention of others, and he will often attract others' attention by doing things that are public order, good customs or prohibited by law, so as to show that he is different and unique.

And the things he does are actually not difficult, but people who have gone through the socialization process, received a good education, and are disciplined by their parents will not do it.Such as deliberately doing some dangerous things, such as making loud noises in public, such as deliberate pranks, such as working hard, being timid, and deceiving yourself to be a "bad person".

Lynn was very sure that the ones in front of him were just like this.

Being provoked by this kind of thing, Lynn felt a sense of being insulted.

"It is necessary to kill the powerful... and the civilians..."

"You're blind! What are you talking about!"

Cockscomb fiddled with the butterfly knife in his hand, and with the flying light and shadow, he received awe-inspiring eyes again, so he became more and more proud, and the knife moved faster and faster.

This series of actions, from entering the arena to leaving, the most important thing in the middle is this link of surrendering without fighting. For people like Jiguantou, without such a process, they This whole set of performance art is not perfect.

Just like forgetting to take off socks when sleeping, or not wiping the buttocks when defecating, it is very unbeautiful.

"I told you."

Lin En stood up reluctantly, the kitten jumped to the side, dodging the action of a woman in leather who wanted to pick it up, picked up another crispy from the booth, and jumped onto the chair where Lynn had left, Selfishly continue to destroy the crispy cause.

And Lin En, already stepped on the pavement of his booth, walked in front of Jiguantou.

"This thing shouldn't be used like this."

While speaking, Lynn had already grabbed the wrist of the cockscomb head, and took out the butterfly knife from the hand of the cockscomb head with the other hand.

"As for the knife, it can either cut, slice, slash, or stab...it doesn't matter, but you can't waste its most important function.

Look, here's an edge, here's a point. "

Lynn simply held the handle of the butterfly knife, rotated it casually, let the knife point down, and plunged into his chest amidst the threats and curses of the cockscomb head.
in the shoulder.

"Ah—! Ah...you...you..."

Cockscomb had a headache, and suddenly his legs lost strength, and he was about to kneel on the ground softly, but his hands were still held by Lin En, so he could only be carried, spinning crookedly on the ground.

And the people behind him all took out such things as knives, daggers and baseball bats after taking a few steps back, and stood there, yelling loudly, but no one stepped forward. forward.

Lin En turned around and looked around. Those fellow vendors who were bullied and bullied just now did not hide from these guys just now, but now they are all avoiding Lin En, avoiding Lynn's sight as much as possible, and staying away from him as much as possible , Lin En also saw someone who seemed to be taking pictures, with a look of shock and joy.Some people also took out their mobile phones and were on the phone with someone, talking and retreating.

It seems that they are going to hold the hand of justice, make a voice of justice, and call the police to catch Lin En~
"Ah……"

Lynn smiled disdainfully.

"It seems that my choice just now is quite right."

Looking back, Lynn glanced at those guys who were still yelling, and gradually put his eyes on his hand that was still holding the butterfly knife behind his back.

"There seems to be nothing wrong with my current choice."

呲!
The hilt of the knife was pulled out, and a stream of blood gushed out.

Lin En took advantage of the situation and inserted the knife into the neck of the cockscomb head.

Letting go of the hand, the person fell to the ground slowly, his feet twitched for a while, and after a while of scratching with his hands, he regained his composure.

"Next……"

Lin En turned his gaze to someone, and after a burst of blue smoke, he appeared in front of him, still holding the dagger in that person's hand.

"Next……"

Someone fell to the ground, and someone appeared in front of another person in an erratic form.

"Can I see your pocket knife?"

……

When Lynn came up to the last man, he was crying and sitting on a motorcycle, frantically trying to start the machine that had roared across the street.

"Don't...don't come here!"

boom--! !

The engine roared, and the two-wheeled steel monster roared towards Lynn. After a muffled sound, the unmanned motorcycle drove forward, and after a certain distance, it fell to the ground.

Lynn walked forward step by step, standing in front of the bearded man who was hammered on the motorcycle and covered his chest with his hands.

"give me."

"Cough...please..."

"Give me the baseball bat."

Trembling, he raised his hand, and tremblingly handed over the blood-stained baseball bat to Lynn's outstretched hand. The bearded man lying on the ground really shed tears.

"Please...I just...I haven't done anything too bad..."

"I know."

Lynn shifted to holding it with both hands, and with a standard swing, raised the bat high behind her shoulders.

"I do not care."

Bang.

The sound of a bat being swung and a watermelon falling to the ground.

bang bang~
The sound of a club being thrown on the ground.

"It's not just about killing dignitaries... but also killing civilians... Oh, who cares."

Grinning a bloody smile at the faces on the street, Lynn waved his hand lightly and walked away.

……

The screen rewinds for a second and freezes on Lynn's smile. A black aunt puts down the controller in her hand and walks sideways into the light and shadow.

"Your Excellency, now, I think we should have sufficient evidence and reasons to eliminate Lynn."

"Amanda..."

"Your Majesty."

The black aunt named Amanda said coldly: "I will not continue to provide any evidence or opinions."

She pushed a document and moved to the General.

"I don't care, General, I don't care about that. I just need a formal order."

"..."

brush brush~
In the conference room, I remembered the sound of pen tip swipe.

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