Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"boom"

The gunshot sounded, and the poor worm who was kneeling on the ground shook, and then fell on the ground weakly, blood flowing from his chest and slowly spreading on the ground.

This decisive shot stunned the two guys on the opposite side. The dingo man who held Robin immediately planned to shoot Robin to death, and fight against Cyber, but it was at the point where he pulled the trigger. For a moment, Robin's left hand pushed his arm up from below, and a hot bullet passed over the officer's head, followed by two more gunshots.

The bullet that flew from the muzzle accurately hit the chest of the dingo man who was holding Robin 15 meters away, and another bullet hit the man who had raised the gun and aimed at less than 1 second later. The guy made a hole in his heart.

Robin felt a scorching liquid squirting out of his ears. Then, the body of the villain who was holding him fell weakly to the ground. The weak police officer also fell to the ground. He breathed quickly. After just experiencing a life-and-death speed, the pain of his whole body surged to his head, and he felt that he was really going to die at this moment.

"Hi! Robin, wake up, bastard! I didn't come to give you the end! Wake me up!"

A powerful arm lifted the police officer from the blood stains. Saibo used his arm to fix the softly stomped "good son". He patted Robin's face. The police officer's eyes were about to lose focus. This was blood loss. Excessive symptoms, that is, at the same moment, the light of two shining lights came from the darkness behind, and then there was a rapid stop.

Saber covered his eyes with his arm. He half-kneeled on the ground, holding Robin in one hand, and holding the M9 with gun-smoke in the other.

"Robin! What's wrong with you Robin! God!"

The old man ran to Saber and Robin and snatched Robin from Saber. The old man looked at his "good son", then looked at the four corpses around him, and patted with a complicated expression. Saibo threw a key to him on the shoulder.

"You go back to the tavern first. I will take Robin to the hospital. Don't worry, I will ask Gordon to make it clear and stay there with peace of mind."

After speaking, the old man ran to his pickup truck with the police officer who was completely unconscious. Saibo watched the car start at a speed of 80 miles, rushed towards the nearest hospital in the port, and then disappeared under the street light. , The young man breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he is not familiar with Robin, he at least helped the old man a favor, which made him feel at ease. He stretched out his hand and took the gun in the hands of the wild dog man to take a look, snorted, and threw it aside. .

"Cheap garbage."

He cursed, then stood up, took out the cigar that he had brought from the old man from the pocket of his clothes, lit it, took a deep breath of smoke, and then strode to the trash can on the corner of the street and took his hand. He took off the plastic gloves used to eat pizza, and threw in the slippery gloves stained with blood.

He vomited a ring of smoke, glanced back at the blood-filled interface, then hummed a small note and walked into the darkness.

Two minutes later, a hurried cough came out from under the unsightly Mustang police car that had been smashed. It was the villain whose palm was pierced. He had already removed the goat mask from his face. It was a thin black man, he was holding his pierced palm, but he didn't even dare to make a sound.

Just now, he witnessed the slaughter of Cyber.

He crawled out of the car, curled up into a ball, looking at his dead brother, the extreme fear came out of his heart, causing his stomach to cramp and drank it before the violence began. The beer spit out, his nose and tears poured out together, he was depressed not to cry, it seemed that the yellow demon was still staying nearby.

After another 2 minutes, he stood up with difficulty holding his palms, and staggered towards the street on the other side.

"Do you think I forgot you? Little goat...no, I didn't!"

"No...please...please...give me a chance...please!"

His nose and tears were flowing, and he looked pitiful, but the opposite Saibo raised his brow, and when he thought he had a chance, his finger on the trigger moved slightly.

"boom"

"When you tried to beat Robin to death, you didn't give him a chance."

Cyber ​​looked at the fallen corpse. There was no fluctuation in his eyes. He thought he was doing harm to the people. Well, well, he just killed a few villains who made fun of human lives. In Gotham, this Not worth mentioning at all, is it?

But at the moment he turned to leave, Saibo suddenly turned his head and looked up to the top of the building on the other side. It was a 5-storey small building. He felt that someone was watching him, but maybe it was just an illusion. Because when he looked over, there was nothing there.

"Well, I'm probably nervous."

Saibo muttered to himself, and then walked into the darkness. Only the cold wind that had been deleted at night passed on the roof. Five minutes later, the light of the cigar re-lit in the darkness flashed away. Then there was the sound of fading footsteps.

"What a vigilant guy, a guy who kills without blinking."

A dark shadow poked his head from the edge of the roof. It was a burly man with a strange outfit. He was wearing a black, strange armor, not looking like metal, and a large black cloak. The strangest thing was , His head is wearing a black helmet that looks like a bat, and two horns are raised, and a black belt is tied around his waist. He looks at the back of Saibo leaving, the bat helmet Down, is a pair of indifferent eyes.

It looks like a bat with arms folded in the dark, darker than the dark night sky.

He arrived here quietly when Saber rescued Robin. The combination of an injured police officer and a cold-blooded killer obviously attracted his curiosity. However, afterwards, Saber shuttled in the dark and harvested the last villain's actions. , But let him fall into a subtle sense of sight.

The places he has stayed, the places he has traveled, the places he has blended in and quit.

"Just clean and brutally killed 5 people. When did this kind of people come out of Gotham Pier?"

This brawny man stood there, letting the night wind blow over his cloak, showing a flowing black cloud in the darkness. After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind.

"Use violence to control violence... Use violence to bring fear..."

He weighed it for a moment, and then started to run along the top floor area without making even the slightest sound. But at the moment he was about to jump, a faint voice appeared in his headset, and the action of the big bat stopped. , His arms stretched out to the sides, silently stopping at the edge of the stairs.

"Falconi..."

The dark guard shook his head. He turned around, quickly rushed to the other direction, and then jumped. The moment he fell to the ground, the black cloak, which was soft as gauze, swelled and opened up. With his arms as support, in the wind, it looked like two open dragon wings, carrying him quietly towards the dock area.

It's like a real black bat, silent, precise, and deadly.

There, there is a huge poison X transaction going on. He has been paying attention to them for a long time. That is the biggest action of the Falconi gang recently, and it has been going on for a long time. He feels that he is getting closer and closer to the truth.

Regarding the guy who threatened him with a gun 7 years ago and really opened his door to another world...the biggest cancer in Gotham in his eyes, he wants to get rid of him...he vowed to get rid of him !

Because of his parents, because of everything he has encountered, endured, and abandoned.

He has gone through thousands of hardships. He has sworn an oath that he will change this chaotic city that has no hope, and he will change his hometown.

10 minutes later, Saibo walked into the window room on the third floor of the old gun bar. He stood by the window and looked at the indifferent night outside. He stretched out his hand and took off his jacket and sat on the chair by the window. Take the raw beef taken out of the refrigerator, cut it with a knife, and put it into your mouth piece by piece.

He is very hungry... There is a special kind of hunger in his body. He has never felt before. He feels that every muscle and every cell in his body is madly devouring the beef that has just been swallowed. He was eaten up in 3 minutes, and then he picked up the red sausage on his hand, biting and chewing.

"Um... exhausted."

After eating a red sausage, Cyber ​​patted his stomach with satisfaction, then walked into the bathroom, took a hot bath comfortably, fell on the bed and soon fell into the chaotic and broken dreamland, but it has not passed 2 Minutes, a violent gunshot sounded at the dock outside the bar.

Cyber ​​was awakened in an instant, his eyes opened suddenly, his body bounced off the bed like a spring, lying on the window like a shadow, the silver-white pistol was already in his hand, and he Taking a look outside, some of the lights in the dock area in the distance have been extinguished, but the tail flames of the bullets are like flowers blooming in the dark.

This sudden uproar pierced the dark tranquility.

"At this time? Hmm... It looks a bit fun."

Cyber ​​picked up the blood-stained coat and sniffed his nose in disgust, but put it on his body. In such a night, wearing a white shirt is not a good idea. The old man turned over at the counter, put the revolver he had brought from the previous gangster in his pocket, then walked out of the bar and walked quickly to the battle zone.

Cyber ​​is not a lunatic. If necessary, he would not be willing to approach the battlefield that might be hit by stray bullets at any time, but the firepower here is too poor, and he desperately needs something "powerful".

Not only because of his father's employment, Robin has already told him what happened to Robin, Gotham, this city of depraved law and order is a bit too dangerous, and if he doesn't want to accept it, he has to find a way to sharpen his fangs.

Before others hurt him, let him see the smell of bloodshed.

The brave people have always had good luck. Just when Cyber ​​was near the battle zone, a fat man in a brown jacket ran towards him panting. Cyber's eyes lit up, and the panicked fat man held it in his hand. It looks like a good thing.

At least it was much better than the revolver toy that was quickly polished in his hand.

"Hi, friend, where are you going?"