Origin of all things Arkham

In the bar, Mason walked towards the bar step by step. The man and woman there were incompatible with the atmosphere of the bar. He had discovered their weirdness early on.

However, in the past few days, due to well-known reasons, the entire metropolis has become the focus of global attention. All kinds of people, both positive and negative, have all poured into the metropolis. At this time, seeing There is nothing strange about meeting one or two strange people.

However, Mason had been staring at the two people for a long time. He believed that his gaze could be noticed by the other person, but the other person chose to turn a blind eye.This shows that they came here on purpose.

So, either a friend or an enemy.

Mason's task is to confirm the answer to this question.

……

Under the seemingly invisible gaze of everyone in the bar, Mason calmly walked to the side of the man and woman, exchanged glances with the bartender at the bar, took a glass of wine, and glanced to his side.

This glance almost made Mason's wine glass unsteady.

Because the man and woman sitting next to him were leaning on the bar with their arms propped up, and their eyes were staring at him with great interest.

What a strange combination of strange people.

After picking up the cup and taking a sip, under the stimulation of the smell of alcohol, Mason regained the indifference he should have had, and smiled reservedly, saying, "Both of you, you probably didn't come here to drink..."

"You seem to have something on your tooth."

Linn's eyes widened, because these words were not said by him, but by Kara!But no matter from which aspect, this sentence is more like and should be what he said.

"Heh, heh heh."

Mason was stunned for a moment, then smiled a little coldly.

As an official member of the [1000] organization, the one with a number on his body, Mason feels that he is also a big figure in the underground world. From the time he joined 1000 to the time he got his number, he has not been played like this for a long time.

Otherwise, a bastard is a bastard after all, even if he is a big bastard in the underground world, he is still a mouse who can only hang out in the underground.

All Mason's self-cultivation and politeness are fake, and he prefers and is better at talking with a knife.

Taking a cold look at the obviously underage little girl, Mason didn't think it would be a very honorable thing for him to "beat" a little girl.

So, he quickly pulled out an exquisitely shaped short dagger with beautifully curved edges, or a flying knife, from the special back clip on his back.

Holding the knife in his backhand, he easily inserted the tip of the knife into the bar, next to Lynn's cup.

"Hey, Mason."

The bartender raised his eyelids and said something.

"Terry, it's none of your business."

After hearing Mason's words, the bartender looked at him for a second, then glanced at Lynn and the two, lowered his head, put down his work silently, and walked from another partition in the bar to a place where he could not see behind .

In this way, the entire "field" was placed in Mason's hands.

Seeing the bartender Terry leave, the smile on Mason's face disappeared, and he looked at Lynn and En with malicious intent.

However, he didn't see what he wanted from the other person's eyes, such as fear, such as panic.

It was still the two pairs of eyes that saw something new, full of anticipation.

For some reason, Mason felt as if he had been belittled and insulted.

"Humph!"

The movements were quite nimble and smooth. It looked like he had been practiced. Mason stood up, moved forward, pulled out the dagger on the bar, walked around the little girl, and stabbed the sharp part of the front end of the dagger at the eyes of the man who was smiling slightly.

"Why did you come to this bar."

The craftsmanship was really good, the tip of the knife stopped exactly the moment before it almost stabbed Lin En's pupil.

Mason still didn't see the fear in the opponent's eyes, and he didn't even see the opponent's pupils retracting.

This guy... is no ordinary person.

Unconsciously, Mason's tone became much more restrained.

however……

Snapped.

Touching his face, Mason couldn't believe it.Because the guy sitting there with a knife above his pupil raised his hand in a normal way and gave him a slap.

"you wanna die!"

Snapped.

Covering the other half of his face, Mason's brain went down for a moment, followed by anger from embarrassment.

He stretched out his arm vigorously and stabbed out the dagger in his hand. All the guests in the bar were watching this scene. No matter who the opponent is today, Mason must make a move. This is the only way to guarantee his status and dignity. Method.

In their line of work, they can be beaten badly, and limbs can be broken, but they can't dare to make a move after being slapped in the mouth.

In particular, the other party didn't know anything about his background, and he gave him two mouths without even saying a word to him.

If he just admits this and spreads the word, I don’t know how long it will take to earn back this face.

Therefore, despite sensing that something was not right with the other party, Mason still took action.

However, Mason never expected that his attack would not have any effect.He didn't see what happened at all, he felt a numbness in his hands and a pain in his face.

Snapped.

This sound of a slap seemed to come extremely late.

Furious, Mason jumped backwards, reaching his hands behind his back.

At this time, everyone in the bar could almost see that the excitement seemed a little too hot today, and it seemed that it was going to be serious.

They dared to drink in this bar because it was [1000]'s bar, and basically there would be no conflicts in this place, and no one would come to investigate or make trouble.

Gang or not, for drinkers, although they are in it, they always feel a little strange.

Now, they really see the feeling of the gang, which is not very good, it seems dangerous.

A large number of banknotes were randomly thrown on the table by the guests. These guys didn't dare to lift their heads. They all shut their mouths tightly, and ran out of the bar in a swarm with their heads down.

For a moment, there was no buzzing or whispering in the bar, only three people in front of the bar were left, two were sitting, one was standing, two were laughing, and one was very nervous.

……

The movement of holding his hands behind his back has been maintained for a long time, and the two throwing knives in Mason's hands have been unable to make a move, because the opponent is so calm, so calm that he has no confidence at all, and can rely on this hand to fight for himself. The flying knife stunt that broke through this reputation threatened the opponent something.

Simply, there is already Mason in the bar now.

"Hehehe."

Mason slowly took out his hands from behind his back, his hands were empty and contained nothing.

With a smile on his face, he nodded very politely, made a low profile, completely put himself in a low position, and opened his mouth with a sense of caution and apology: "This gentleman, this... ...ma'am, please forgive my overreaction, that was not my intention, and I apologize to both of you."

As he said that, Mason looked at the throwing knife that the man was playing with that he snatched from him, and the smile on his face became wider: "My name is Mason, one of the official members of [1000]. If you need my help, just ask."

The young man is very upright, smart and able to bend and stretch. Although it is uncomfortable to listen to the blandishment, it can be seen that he really cherishes his own life.

Lynn quite admires this kind of person, like him!
But not Kara.

After living on the earth for so long, Kara has always known that there are such things as hooligans and gangs, but she has been living with Fiora before. The gangs in that city were first plowed by Fiora and integrated. one time.Then, when the rest of the gang wanted to resist in a meeting, Lynn approached them and slaughtered them.

Finally, when Carla decided to live with Fiora over there, Ron got serious about plowing through the remaining larger gangs in the area.

Several years have passed, but the local area still has not recovered much.

Later, Kara had a formal "job" to be a well-organized superhero under Ron En, but the enemies she faced did not involve people at this level at all, they were all aliens and evil Scientists superhumans or something.

Kara learned all about gangs from her classmates, from books and TV shows, and from Ron En's files.

Today, when Kara realized that Lynn really brought her to "experience", Kara herself was very happy and excited.

Do they all wear headscarves, do they all have pistols in their waistbands, do they all have to do some rap performances when they come on stage... Regarding these, Kara, a girl who is only 15/6 years old, really So interested.

She was even prepared. She couldn't let Lynn make a move today, so she could do it all for herself!
I never expected that the gang had indeed seen him, and they were indeed a deterrent. As soon as he showed his knife, everyone in the bar ran away.

But no dreadlocks, no typewriter, no rapping, not even trash talk and goofy rush.

like what...

Like an office worker who wrongs himself because he doesn't want to lose his job.

Yes, this Mason gave Kara the feeling of aggrieved, cowardly and weak.

Kara is disappointed.

"Ah~~~What~!"

Lying on the bar, Carla, who was wearing glasses, poked her glass of juice with her fingers, as if she had lost all strength.

This kind of knowledge is really nothing to see, and it is meaningless at all.

"what."

Lynn smiled: "I didn't even see it, you're pretty sweet looking for some excitement."

Kara rolled her eyes: "Even without you, on my own, can these people put me in any danger?"

This is true, now is not the time when anyone can find two pounds of kryptonite from under the bed. Kara, a serious Kryptonian girl, can basically walk sideways on the earth as long as she doesn't encounter too outrageous enemies.

Looking at Kara, Lynn smiled and turned to Mason over there.

"I do have something I would like your help with."

Mason didn't feel unhappy at all because he was left out for a long time, and he still had a smile on his face.

"Please speak."

"I have something that I really want to sell to you. But you can't make the decision. So, report the news and let your boss come to see me."

With a slightly frowning expression, Mason bit the bullet and asked, "Sir, may I know your name, and what do you want to sell?"

"Of course you can."

Lynn grinned, took out the iron box from behind, and opened it.

"What I want to sell is this thing, you can take a picture and bring it back, and then...

My name is... Mu. "

Mason, who stepped forward, already recognized what it was, but he still took a photo, quickly stepped back a few steps, and bent even further: "Mr. Mu, I promise to bring the news to !
I don't know the place of the transaction..."

"I'll be right here waiting for you."

"I'll be right back!"

At the same time as he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, Mason had already smashed open the door of the bar and ran out frantically.

In the bar, Lynn smiled and closed the lid of the iron box, leaned close to Kara's ear and said a few words to her.

Carla listened to what Lynn told her, her eyes gradually brightened, and her vitality returned to her body.

She turned her head and looked at Lynn: "Is it true?"

"Give me 500 yuan, and it's true."

"Wow! Don't even cheat children out of their money!"

Carla distressedly took out 500 from her small treasury and handed it to Lynn. Lynn collected the money, checked the authenticity, and put the box containing the mother box into Carla's hands.

"yeah!"

I don't know how Darkseid would feel if he knew that his mother box was sold for 500 yuan.

But at least now, Kara has indeed bought the ownership of the mother box for 500 yuan.

That is to say, Kara has full authority to make decisions on all subsequent negotiations on the mother box, whether it is buying or selling, and Lynn will respect Kara's opinion and release the selective blindness for a period of time.

Kara won this deal!
Maybe it was because Mason was efficient in doing things, or maybe because Lynn and the others were on their territory at this time, the two of them didn't wait too long, just when Kara kept trying to grab some whiskey from here. When I tasted it, the door of the bar was opened again.

This time, after the door was pushed open, the first to walk in were two men side by side.

Among them, the man on the left was dressed as a standard civilized gentleman, with a neat suit, shiny leather shoes, meticulously combed hair, and even a well-groomed beard.

And the one standing next to him, side by side with him, was almost the exact opposite image.Wearing a baggy knitted hat, sleepy-eyed, unshaven, dressed in whitish-washed denim, and shoes with laces of different colors.

Judging from the positions of the two, these two guys with completely different styles of painting are actually "colleagues" with the same status. This organization is really interesting.

"Mr. Mu, hello."

The man in the suit showed a standard formulaic smile, stepped forward confidently, and sat at a table directly in front of the bar.

"Please allow me to introduce myself, I am one of the official members of [1000], code-named Thug."

He pointed to the companion beside him who followed up and was also sitting at the same table and said, "This is my companion and an official member of 1000, codenamed..."

"Civilized people?"

"Hahaha, Mr. Mu has a great sense of humor. I have always felt that he should be called a civilized person, but his codename is actually Agent."

"Oh~!"

Lin En held his hands and rubbed his arms with his palms: "Then, how many people at your level are there?"

"In Metropolis, there are ten."

"Wow! That's amazing, then you are really senior cadres!"

Linn clapped his hands and looked at Kara beside him.

Kara seemed to have finally found the feeling at this time, and her eyes could not hide the excitement.

"Call the remaining eight!"

Hearing this, the smile on the thug's face stopped and changed into a fake smile.

"Madam, what's your name?"

"Huh? My name is..."

Kara looked at Lynn, and Lynn shook his head: "I don't know what your name is!"

"I, my name is Cassandra!"

"Well, Ms. Cassandra, I don't think that what you want to sell is something that neither of us can give a price for.

Or, Ms. Cassandra, do you have other ideas? "

"...Lynn...!"

Carla tugged at the clothes of Lynn who was watching the excitement: "What should I do next!"

"what."

Lynn is happy.

"You don't know how to do this, so how can you have fun, just like this!"

Snapped!
Linn leaned forward, stretched out his hand, and gave the thug a big mouthful.

"I'm sorry, that's how we do things."

Sit back to the original place, Lynn said.

(End of this chapter)