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Chapter 54 The bad guy with no choice

After all, Peter Parker was still young. After a period of mental excitement, his mood stabilized and he soon fell asleep. Different from the past, today's Peter Parker had a special dream. He seemed to have turned into another person. Everything All so real.

He became a black man, had an older brother, and both parents, but his father was a vicious scumbag who often abused his brother and mother.

Since childhood, his elder brother Edward has been excellent in all aspects, whether it is studies, sports, or fighting.

Talent is a very wonderful thing. All people are born equal, but talent is not. Some people are good at fighting but not good at calculation, and some people are good at calculation but not very good at fighting. This is the case with little Floyd and his brother .

No matter how many days and nights you sweat like rain, you push your limits again and again, no matter how many times the skin on your hands is scratched by the recoil, and thick calluses accumulate on your hands.

Floyd Jr.'s fighting ability cannot be compared to his brother's in any way. This is talent.

But little Floyd didn't feel any grievance or unwillingness. Instead, he respected his brother very much and believed that Edward would become a hero that attracted much attention.

There's no way to be the best superhero, so little Floyd chooses to be a supervillain, at least to the extreme.

Until one day, the mother could no longer bear the viciousness of her father and instigated the two Floyd brothers to assassinate their father.

However, little Floyd, who wanted to become a supervillain, resisted, and his brother Edward, who was regarded as a hero, accepted it and tied little Floyd up to prevent little Floyd from suffering inner suffering. .

Little Floyd tried his best to break free, rushed to his father's room, climbed into a tree and hid. When his brother Edward arrived, he raised his gun.

There was a gunshot, and the bullet spurted out from behind along with a bloody arrow.

"do not"

Little Floyd opened his eyes wide, let out a heart-rending roar, jumped down from the tree trembling all over, and ran towards his brother.

Little Floyd has never hated his own incompetence and weakness so much. If his talent had been better, if his marksmanship had been more accurate, there would be no tragedy like this.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.

As a result, little Floyd trained himself more rigorously until every bullet he fired could reach the position he wanted. He also became a famous sharpshooter in the world, a marksman who brought death to the enemy.

Deadshot

Such a title scares everyone who faces Little Floyd, and it also proves Little Floyd's strength, but it doesn't sound like a decent nickname.

It is also true that little Floyd never wanted to be a superhero, or in other words, he was prepared to do the same things as superheroes in a different way.

In a chaotic city, he intervened as a vigilante, and then his true identity was revealed by other vigilantes. He became a super criminal and was sent to prison.

When the silver bracelets were locked on both hands and they walked into the big iron door, the dream came to an abrupt end.

"Oh"

Peter Parker opened his eyes, and the dazzling sunlight made him squint his eyes. He raised his hand to block the sunlight. He took a few seconds to refresh himself, sat up, and shouted to the empty room:

"Little Floyd"

Although the room was empty, Peter Parker knew that his Servant, Floyd Jr., was in the room.

The figure of Deadshot materialized in the room, leaning on the desk, tilting his head slightly, and joked with a chuckle:

"Oh, my little Master, what genius idea do you have again?"

Peter Parker looked at Deadshot with complicated eyes and said seriously:

"I know it all."

Death Shooter said a little confused:

"what do you know"

"your story."

Peter Parker stood on the bed, barely able to reach the usual height of Deadshot, and said with a serious face:

"Little Floyd, your dream is to become a superhero, why do you have to be the best, even at the cost of killing criminals as a super criminal when you have the opportunity to do these things as a superhero.

The real strength of superheroes should be in their hearts. They are all doing good things and there should be no distinction between them. "

Deadshot couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He was even surprised that Peter Parker could suppress the similarities between him and himself to the extent of understanding his past. He shook his head and said speechlessly:

"So we shouldn't distinguish between good and bad. The means are just the process, and the results are the most important."

Peter Parker said stubbornly:

"No, the process is as important as the result. If the process of something is wrong, then there is no point in the result being correct."

"Oh, what is this?"

Deadshot casually threw a roll of newspaper in front of Peter Parker. It was the size of a piece of tofu that he picked up on the street when he went out yesterday. It told the story of an incident that happened at Rabbit's house on the other side of the ocean and aroused widespread public discussion.

Should the elderly be helped?

The incident was actually so simple that it was boring. A young man bravely helped an old man who fell on the road and sent him to the hospital. Instead, he was framed by the old man as an injurer. Since there was no sufficient evidence to prove that he did not harm the old man, he had to pay half of the medical expenses. .

Even half of the medical expenses are astronomical for ordinary families. As a result, brave young people have to commit suicide by jumping into the river.

Such a simple and thought-provoking incident makes people wonder what is wrong with the world.

"Little Master, please save it. If you want to convince me, you should wait a few more years to mature."

Deadshot disappeared, not wanting to discuss his past with a child who didn't have much social experience and only took his ignorance of justice and passion for granted.

A dream is just a dream after all. Without personal experience, you can never understand his true thoughts, nor can you understand the reality of this world.

It’s good to be a good person, but it’s hard to be a good person in today’s society. Even the vast country on the other side of the ocean, which has been passed down for five thousand years and whose poems and books have been handed down, is unavoidable from moral corruption, let alone a country founded by capitalism. The United States is composed of countless companies, consortiums, banks, and capitalists

The seeds of evil were planted at the beginning of its birth. As time goes by, they gradually blossom and bear fruit, and their roots have already spread to every corner. Mild means are simply not enough to eradicate it.

Batman in Gotham City adheres to the bottom line of not killing, treats all criminals equally, knocks them unconscious and hands them over to the police, where they will be tried by law and sent to prison or Arkham Asylum.

As a result, criminals appeared again and again and were never eliminated. Instead, they brought harm and trouble to people close to Batman and the vigilantes.

What's more, the behavior of vigilantes itself is illegal.

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