Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

The police in Gotham City have always followed one rule.

Arriving at the battlefield after the gun battle... Yes, this city is very dangerous. When they use semi-automatic weapons, the gangsters have already started attacking each other with fully automatic weapons. The result of poor firepower is that they have no way to stop these lunatics Fight each other.

Well, after the shootout at most, it's easy, fun, and non-dangerous to send the surviving guys to the hospital and the dead to the autopsy.

But tonight, the result of the shootout at the Gotham Pier was beyond the expectations of all the police officers. There was no one dead, and all the people were tied together and thrown at the corner of the pier. When they rushed to the scene with the police officers, some unlucky ones were still awake.

A small half of the stevedores at the docks gathered around to watch the excitement. They were all knocked over to the ground, and some were knocked unconscious. Moreover, the opponents did not use firearms, and the firearms they used were thrown aside, but All have been demolished.

The most terrible thing is that the gang leader Falconi who arrived at the pier at night to inspect the last batch of goods was chained to a searchlight. Vague bat look.

This is probably the first time the shadow of the bat has appeared over Gotham, and no one knows what it means.

Sergeant Gordon cast a mocking look at the struggling Falconi, who had just woken up and was still chained to the searchlight and shouting. An old lunatic, he no longer looked at his ugliness, but turned his head and walked into the container that hadn't been closed yet.

The cardboard box that had already filled most of the space inside, Gordon casually picked up a crudely made doll bear from the opened box, squeezed it lightly, and discovered the trickiness in it. There is a bag of poison X hidden in it,

unambiguous evidence…

Gordon muttered to himself, as long as there is a prosecutor who dares to sue Falconi, this guy will spend some time in prison. This is a good thing, especially for Gordon For the good cops in the normal sense of Falconi's collusion, this means that the entire Gotham will usher in a period of peace.

They no longer have to worry about frequent missing persons and gang fights.

Just as Gordon continued to inspect the scene, a police officer ran over panting and said in Gordon's ear,

Mr. Gordon, we found Sergeant Ferras not far away, his pistol was taken away, and... John Blake, a trainee police officer, was attacked by mobs 2 hours ago and is now seriously injured. En hospital for emergency treatment.

What! Robin, he...

When Gordon heard the first news, he didn't react at all. He didn't care about his partner appearing at the crime scene. Throwing his teddy bear into the box, he patted the shoulder of the policeman behind him,

Block the scene, I have notified the prosecutor, think about your future, Pete, don't reach out if you shouldn't, Folas is finished, don't you want to be a sheriff?

After finishing speaking, Gordon walked towards the outside of the pier. For his intern assistant Robin, this young and talented intern policeman, he valued him very much, and he had to go and see him.

And after Gordon left, the young policeman Pete glanced at the doll that Gordon threw on the box, thought of what Falconi ordered just now, and recalled Gordon's words, he finally gritted his teeth, Finally turned and walked out of the container, shouting,

Block the scene! Wait for the prosecutor to come!

When Gordon arrived at Wayne Hospital, it was already 20 minutes later. When he walked into the corridor of the emergency room, he saw the old Christian who was fidgeting in a chair. He hurried up,

Father, Robin...

The old man glanced at Gordon, shook his head, his face was full of pain, he gritted his teeth and scolded,

My son, he's badly hurt, Jamie, that goddamn bastard...I'm going to kill him! I swear!

Don't worry, Dad, it's all going to pass.

Gordon glanced at the busy emergency room. He sat next to his father. The latter took a deep breath, lowered his voice, and said to Gordon,

It was my dude who saved Robin, but he missed and killed those 4 guys, Gordon, I know you are a good cop, but this time, don't catch him, even if it is for Robin, without him, Robin It's dead.

Gordon's face changed a few times, and finally he nodded, and Pop was relieved, and then he heard Gordon say,

Falconi was screwed. He was caught by a mysterious man during the drug trade, and he got the stolen goods. As long as he is prosecuted, he will have to stay in prison for a few years. Jamie will not be a problem soon Don't worry, Dad, I won't let them get away with it.

well!

The old man said hello two times in a row, and then saw the door of the emergency room being pushed open. While the tired doctor took off his mask, he said to the anxiously waiting old man and Sheriff Gordon,

The child was very lucky. He was sent in time. His life was saved, but he needed at least one year of training.

Thank you, Doctor.

Father and Gordon hurriedly expressed their thanks, and then watched Robin being pushed out. He had recovered his sanity, and Father held his hand tightly,

Don't worry, kid, it's all over.

Robin smiled at Dad and Gordon with difficulty. The young man was in pain, but he still struggled and said to Dad, Thank him for me, Dad, I owe him one.

Well, Seber is a good boy, I know, you are all good boys, get some rest, Robin, don't talk.

Gordon still had things to deal with. After seeing that Robin was safe, he returned to the police station, and the father returned to the bar with a tired body in the early morning of the next day. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Sai Bo fell on the floor at the entrance of the bar, with blood beside him.

This frightened the old man, he walked forward quickly, helped Saibo up, and heard his steady and strong breathing, the old man was relieved, he helped Saibo to the chair beside him, looked He was wearing his clothes, which were covered with blood-stained marks. On the right shoulder, the coat and shirt were cut by some kind of sharp object, but the old man looked carefully, and there was no wound on Seber's shoulder.

This made the old man puzzled. Since there is no wound, where did the blood stain on the shirt come from?

While checking Saibo's injuries, the guy who had been lying on the floor and slept all night also woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the grave-faced old man. He subconsciously called out,

Ah! What are you doing? Crazy old man, get away from me, uh... how is Robin?

When the old man saw that he was awake, and he was still talking poorly, he knew that there was nothing wrong with this guy, but when he thought that he saved his good son last night, his expression relaxed, and he casually threw it to Saibo A key, then yawned and walked up to the second floor.

Robin is fine, thank God...he asked me to thank you, by the way, go change a set of clothes first, Robin's clothes are in the first room on the third floor, you go find a set yourself, I will rest After a while, you help look after the store, and call me if you have anything, understand?

Uh... so hungry.

Saibo waved his hand weakly, and then closed the door of the bar first. When he saw the figure of the old man disappearing on the second floor, this guy rushed up to the third floor. He opened Robin's house without picking clothes , but took off his shirt with a serious face, and looked left and right in front of the dressing mirror.

Finally one thing is confirmed, he has great muscles, he's in great shape, and most importantly...he's not injured!

But... When fighting with that damn Batman last night, a dart was obviously pierced into his shoulder, and Seber's fingers touched the skin of the shoulder, where there should have been an open wound, he even I can still feel the faint pain inside, but the wound has disappeared.

What is this? A superpower?

Saibojing stood in front of the mirror with his upper body shirtless, clenched his left hand into a fist, as if he wanted to feel the unique strength in his body, but after holding this position for 3 seconds, besides being more hungry, He felt nothing.

Damn it!

Saibo walked back and forth a little anxiously, he didn't like this kind of things beyond his control, he took out a pair of jeans and a blue T-shirt from Robin's closet, and changed clothes At that time, he quickly thought about what happened last night in his mind, and finally, looking at his completely new self in the mirror, Seber made up his mind.

He took out the dark silver metal bat dart from his hand, stroked it in his hand, then stroked on his right arm for a few seconds, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and stroked hard.

Damn! It hurts!

Fifteen minutes later, Seber, with his arm bandaged, sat down at the table in the bar holding a plate of sliced ​​sausages and baked bread. The experiment failed. He didn't have any superpowers and was It still bleeds, it still hurts.

This made him extremely upset, but after he felt even hungrier, he gave up these nonsensical plans, and planned to go to sleep after filling his stomach.

Three big sausages and 25 slices of bread are enough to feed 3 adults, but after eating these things, Saber still feels unsatisfied. While shaving his teeth, his mind is full of wild thoughts.

It seems that after coming here, his appetite has increased. Saibo looked at the same plate that the dog had licked thoughtfully. In the past, he did not have such an appetite.

jingle

The doorbell of the bar rang suddenly, interrupting Saber's thinking. He glanced back at the clock hanging on the wall. It was 10:45, who was it at this time? Or those troublemakers?

Saibo stood up, walked to the door of the bar, opened the lock, and then saw a guy wearing a silver suit with a bag, a tie, and his hair was neatly combed, and a guy with a pair of big sunglasses standing at the door of the bar, With two arms around a beautiful girl in very cool clothes, surrounded by them, he looked curiously at Saibo who opened the door, like a full-fledged playboy.

On the street not far from the bar, many people had already gathered. What they were watching was the limited-edition silver-gray Lamborghini parked on the side of the road. This thing should not appear here.

Saibo looked away from the car, landed on the guy in front of him, and inadvertently glanced at the two women who were posing next to him, and asked impatiently,

Hey buddy, who are you? . . .Wait, what are you Wayne, I saw you in the paper!

The guy opposite raised his eyebrows and said in a gentle voice,

Yes, Bruce Wayne, is Mr. Christian there? Let me see the bar that will soon belong to me, Old Gun, tsk tsk, that's a good name.

oh…

Cerbera made a long voice, looked at Bruce Wayne several times, and then smacked his lips,

Tsk tsk, billionaire, son of Gotham, come on, please come in, Your Highness, I'll call that old man down right now, he's been waiting for you for a long time.

After finishing speaking, the yawning Saber turned around and walked into the bar. Where he didn't see, Bruce Wayne's eyes behind the sunglasses narrowed. This guy... the fight on the pier last night was very crazy guy.

He's actually in this bar...

The young playboy walked into a slightly dim but well-decorated bar with a girl in his arms. He looked around, and then smiled with interest. There was still some bloody smell left here, um, it seems Things are getting interesting.