Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Five minutes later, the two guys who were still able to move carried their seriously injured boss and hapless companion, and drove away from the bar quickly. Before leaving, they left behind all their money and weapons. So Saber added another $700, two daggers, and a pistol that looked like it had been used for a long time, and a loaded magazine.

Seber stood at the door and waved goodbye to the stunning black SUV, then whistled, and said to his father and the young police officer sitting opposite him, Brother Jamie is good to his subordinates, this kind of stuff To be given a gun, tsk tsk tsk, this treatment is really amazing.

The police officer's expression was serious,

That's Jamie's brother Boshkin... It is said that they are real brothers, you almost killed Boshkin, Jamie will not let it go.

In this regard, Sable shrugged his shoulders. Obviously, Dad didn't tell this guy about selling the bar, but now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, Sable will not have any trouble with this police officer who spoke coldly to him.

We're all adults after all, aren't we?

And because the father's good son came back early, the old man deliberately closed early today, saying that he wanted to cook with his own hands to entertain his son.

When the old man was busy, the bored Saber sat on the bar table with this young and promising, tall and handsome police officer and stared at each other.

I said, Brother Robin, don't look at me like a criminal... I'm just keeping Dad safe, he hired me, and I'm helping him clean the bar and organize those damn glasses.

Resting his chin on his left hand, and playing with the coin in his hand, Saber said to Robin, the handsome young police officer with short black hair, Actually, I helped him out of a few troubles last night, you Look, we're all in this together, you understand?

Call me John! Thanks

Robin put his hands on the table with an indifferent face. He looked at Saibo's right hand, as if the blood on it hadn't been cleaned. Detective Robin is a young man with very keen senses, otherwise he wouldn't be young Becoming a police officer easily, in the words of the trainee police officer's supervisor, Sergeant Gordon, is Robin is a natural killer of criminals.

And now, even across a table, this keen criminal terminator can smell the blood on this young man named Cyber ​​Hawk... worse than the blood on the murderers in Blackwater Prison. To thicken.

This is a real ruthless character, he shouldn't be unknown in Gotham, and more importantly, a person like him shouldn't appear by Dad's side, especially when he is now feuding with Jamie.

Okay okay, let's talk honestly, Robin!

Saibo put down his left hand that was supporting his chin, spread his hands on the table, and said in a very sincere voice,

I really won't cause trouble, do you understand? At least until Dad pays me what I deserve and makes it clear that I don't need my help, I won't cause any trouble for you and him. Here is yours. Site, I am just a poor temporary resident, I will leave after my father gets rich, and then go to the city center to find a job as a cleaner or a dishwashing job, and live a life of mediocrity, and we will never meet again OK, okay?

Robin's reaction to this was, I'm gonna keep an eye on you, you better do what you say, or I don't mind throwing you in jail, or worse, Arkham opened by Dr. Klein Madhouse, I heard it's full of your kind.

For this threat, Seber shrugged his shoulders. Now he doesn't know what Arkham Asylum means. On the contrary, his interest quickly shifted to Robin. He moved his chair and sat in Robin. Beside Bin, ignoring the sharp sound of the chair rubbing against the floor, he asked in a sneaky low voice,

I'm actually curious. Dad said your name was Robin, but I just saw that John Blake is clearly written on your police officer ID, and you are only 19 years old this year. Under normal circumstances, children of this age are Should be still in school, but you're already a trainee police officer in Gotham, so would you be interested in explaining it to me? Robin, I know Dad has some background, but I hope you can tell me something... well, I should Know something.

Faced with Sable's approach, and it was such a sensitive matter, Robin was obviously not interested in answering, but it didn't matter if he didn't answer, Sable was like a machine gun, constantly talking about his guesses,

Then let's play a game of guessing and guessing. Well, you are definitely not the father's own son, unless the old man is strong enough to be able to have children when he is almost 60 years old, so combined with your current situation, I guess, you should be a child. Orphans, the surname Blake, including the stupid name John, should have been given to you by your adoptive parents, and your real name is Robin...

Hearing Sable's guess, Robin's left hand on the table clenched into a fist at this moment, so Sable knew that he had guessed right, which didn't make him any more proud, on the contrary, he stood up with a frown, hugging Folding his arms and rubbing his thumb against his chin, he walked up and down beside Robin, muttering,

Father is not your adoptive parent, but he calls you a good son. You also have feelings for him similar to that of a father. Obviously, there is a story between you and him. I can't guess the specific story. But I think it should have something to do with the abuse and running away from home... So after meeting Dad, you have to work hard to prove yourself. Now it seems that you are probably influenced by another side of Dad Now, what you are after is some kind of justice... you want to be a decent person, or an idealist, you want there to be no crime in this world, or do your best to end crime, am I right?

Robin's fist clenched even tighter, but the next moment, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a low voice, Why do you think so?

Sable smiled, and stopped talking. At the same moment, the old man in an apron came over with two plates of cut beef, calling for Robin and Sable to serve food together, which interrupted Friendly communication between Cyber ​​and Robin, but it doesn't matter, the information Cyber ​​needs has been collected.

When the old man held Robin's hand and prayed before the meal, Saibo held a glass of wine with a playful smile and looked at Robin who was sitting opposite him. This young man was very unusual and had a special talent. Sensual and athletic, but he doesn't interfere with his own life, so he's not a threat.

Hmm... no threat means you can be friends.

But what made Sable depressed and novel was that during the meal, what the father and his good son communicated were things that he couldn't understand, such as Star City, mutants, superheroes and the like.

While eating the steak skillfully with a knife and fork, Sable listened to collect the information he needed from their conversations, and soon he realized that this strange world seemed to have something similar to superpowers and magic. There seems to be strange creatures called mutants active all over the world. They are the same as humans, but they have superpowers of one kind or another.

Finally, it is about superheroes. It is said that they are a group of violent policemen who use their power to help the city in order to make society a better place. Correspondingly, they are a group of guys called super criminals.

In short, after listening to these rambling chats, Seber's first reaction was:

This really isn't my past world anymore!

He can be sure that based on the situation in his original world, it is impossible for superheroes and super criminals to be born, let alone those mutants with superpowers.

In this world, all kinds of super criminals are rampant, and those radical mutants live around them, ready to make big news at any time, and some countries he doesn't know where are at war, the whole world looks like a A state of confusion and order.

Finally, Seber summed it up, and then came to a tragic conclusion:

It seems that for an ordinary person like him, it's better to just find a job that doesn't require a brain, and live a life of mediocrity.

To be honest, this very big dinner was very boring, because Dad always talked to Robin about things that Sable was not interested in at all, but even a bastard like Sable can understand from the relationship between these two people. Feeling a unique feeling, maybe that thing is called family affection.

This made Seber, who was running a carriage in his mind, feel a little... Jealousy, but it disappeared quickly. He picked up a newspaper, and while collecting all the news that was useful to him, he turned his head to look outside the bar from time to time, He hadn't lost sight of his duties, nor had he forgotten what his father had hired him for.

Fortunately, tonight seems to be quiet, except for some drunks sitting not far away drinking, um, the light spots from their cigarettes, which means they have been there for 2 hours.

There was a smile on the corner of Saber's mouth, and he probably had a little fun tonight.

Okay, Dad, I'm going back to the police station. Mr. Gordon has suppressed a lot of cases. Falconi has bought almost everyone in the police station. It's terrible! I have to deal with that damn Klein tomorrow , that gentle ruffian who always takes money to do things, there are a lot of things over there, I have to go back and get busy, old man.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, the police detective picked up his hat from the table, hugged his father, and then looked at Saber vigilantly with a hint of warning. The latter buried his head in the newspaper and didn't read it at all. he.

The old man sent his good son to the door, and a few minutes later, Sable heard the sound of the Mustang police car engine starting, and then the old man walked back to the bar humming a song, and began to clear the dishes on the table, while Sable Looking back at the window, the red light spot that was still faintly lit just now has disappeared.

He put down the newspaper and grinned playfully at the corner of his mouth,

Father, you love your good son very much, I can see that...

uh-huh?

With his corncob pipe in his mouth, the old man looked down at Saber and snorted through his nostrils, So what? My good son has a bright future. He's much better than a villain like you.

Seber made a face at Papa Christian, then pointed out the window,

Two hours ago, there were 5 drunks sitting there, and after your good son left, the drunks disappeared...you know what I mean?

boom

The wine glass in the father's hand hit the ground, he froze for a moment, then looked at Saibo with a gloomy expression,

Why didn't you say it earlier!

Saibo showed an innocent expression, You didn't ask me!

Enough! Go help! Did I hire you just to watch the fun? You go first, and I'll come later!

Seber shrugged his shoulders and didn't get up. Instead, he put the two guns in his pocket on the table. He looked innocently at his father, and then at the two civilian-style defensive firearms.

I swear to God, I'd love to go, dad, but with these two toy guns, I guess I'll just be buried with poor Robin, you know, this thing is over 30 meters, it can't even pierce an arm .”

asshole!

Dad turned back and sprawled on his bar, flipped his hands for a few seconds, then tossed a wooden box to Sable, who opened it and whistled.

M9, I like this thing, but unfortunately there is only one.

It was a silver-white, streamlined pistol as a whole, with a slightly protruding barrel and a black handle. It was obviously maintained with great care by the user. Under the slightly dim light of the bar, it shone with a blurred and cold light.

Seb took it in his hand and ejected the clip, which was full of brass bullets.

Kaka

The murder weapon twirled around in Saibo's hand, and then disappeared into his pocket. He opened the door, gestured an OK gesture to his father, and then disappeared into the darkness.

He was wearing his father's old clothes, and his black coat was billowing backwards in the still cold night. Sable was jogging forward, and the street in front of him seemed a bit blurred under the dim streetlights, which made Sable enter a special kind of In the sense of sight.

At some point in the past, he seemed to be like this too, running in the dark, what was he going to do at that time?

To kill? It seems so... Although the memories of the past are irregular like fragments, blood and cruelty are always mixed between those fragments. With guns, knives, and hands, how many people did he kill?

Are there any idealists like Robin among those people?

Is there a guy like Papa who lives in a gray area?

Is there a guy with a chaotic past like himself?

The heavy sensory pressure was on Saibo's shoulders, and at this moment he was even so heavy that he couldn't breathe. His steps slowed down involuntarily, but when he raised his head again, he saw a scene completely different from what he remembered. , There was a sudden shock in his brain.

Yes, this is not the world of the past!

It's a new world!

That's right, so the past, let it pass, I have a new life! After taking care of Dad's employment, after 2 days, I will be truly free. At that time... I can go wherever I want!

Hey, bastard! Aren't you arrogant? Come on, hit me!

A tyrannical shout combined with the sound of some kind of heavy object hitting the human body awakened Sable from his imagination of future life.

He stopped abruptly, and walked quickly to the corner of the street without making a sound. He looked at the Mustang police car that had been forced to stop not far from the streetlight in front of him, the broken windows, the blood-stained glass, and the There was that young man who was surrounded by 5 guys and had fallen to the ground.

Saibo licked his lips, and wiped it on the belt under his coat. Two daggers fell into his hands. He took a deep breath, and the cold air entered his lungs, causing the blood in his body to flow again. .

Hey, good son Robin...you owe me one.