Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

11. The girl in the photo

After learning that Bruce Wayne had come in person, the old man quickly walked downstairs dressed neatly. This old man also combed his hair to one side, looking like a respectable big-tailed wolf. , He exaggeratedly shouted,

"Hi, Mr. Wayne, we met once before! Soon after you came back, well, your two female companions are so cute!"

The girls laughed happily, Wayne also stood up, smiled and said to the old man,

"My housekeeper Alfred is also a veteran. He told me Daddy you are a truly respectable gentleman who participated in World War II, and your bar is the best bar he has ever seen, so here I am!"

"Hahaha, Mr. Alfred used to be a frequent visitor here, he knows what is best."

Dad liked bars where others praised him. Bruce’s words made Dad happy. He sat opposite Wayne and Huahua patted the shoulders of the girls around him.

"My dears, go sit there first, and I will talk to Mr. Christian."

The two girls sat aside obediently. Saibo brought two glasses of wine for Daddy and Bruce, and then naturally sat next to the girls, not knowing what they said, causing the two girls to laugh. .

The laughter did not spoil the atmosphere here. Bruce took off his glasses and put them aside, then put his hands on the table and said to the old man,

"Mr. Christian..."

"Just call me Dad, they all call me that, or call me Old Ditch, it doesn't need to be so formal."

The old man waved his hand boldly. He picked up the wine glass and said to Bruce, "I am old. This bar is my hard work for more than 20 years. Although I can't control it after I sell it to you, I hope Mr. Wayne It’s better to manage it, don’t let it look like other bad places in Gotham, it’s an old man’s request.”

"Just call me Bruce, daddy."

The playboy glanced at Saibo, who had a good chat with the girls, then spread his hands, leaned comfortably on the chair, and said to his father,

"Daddy, you also know that I am very young, so you can't expect me to manage such a bar well. Wayne Enterprise belongs to me in name, but it has its own set of rules of conduct, plus this is a private acquisition. The action was mainly Alfred’s suggestion, so I couldn’t transfer some specialized personnel from it, so..."

Bruce glanced at the old man who was engrossed in listening to him. This young man of about twenty-five and sixty years old showed a big smile.

"So, I hope that after I take over the Old Gun Bar, you can manage it."

The old man raised his brows. He drank a third of the wine. He looked at Wayne. This young man, like the rumors, had the unique temperament of the Wayne family. His face was not thin, but that There is always a trace of sadness in his eyes, and his lips are always upturned inadvertently when he speaks. There is a brown hair with a hint of light blond hair, which is well-dressed to suit his facial contour.

Generally speaking, he is a very handsome young man, and he has a special feeling of a big person. With his smile, he is very friendly.

"So, Bruce, you mean, want me to work for you?"

Daddy's slow, low, and clear voice rang, Wayne smiled, resting his arms on the table and supporting his chin.

"Yes, father, I hope you can work for me...Alfred's suggestion is also."

"Well, it seems that my drinking buddy was a great man..."

The old man reached out his hand and flicked the wine glass with a clear sound. He replied, "Yes, then, boss, what is your first order?"

Just as Wayne was about to speak, there was a burst of exclamation from the girls from Saibo, and Dad and Bruce turned their heads at the same time.

He was holding a small fruit knife in his right hand. The girl with bright blond hair spread her left hand on the table, and Cyber ​​quickly swung the knife back and forth between the girl’s separated fingers. There is nothing to be surprised about, many people will play, but the most frightening thing is that the knife in Cyber's hand almost danced out of shadow at this moment, the speed is amazing, and the woodpecker slammed on the table. The sound of wood is like performing magic.

The two girls were scared and stupid, and the pretty blonde girl didn't even dare to move. Until 30 seconds later, Cyber ​​stopped, and without stopping his right hand, he flicked outward without looking, and the knife flew. After going out, it finally pierced into the center of the dart board on the wall accurately, and the tail of the knife was still trembling slightly.

This guy opened his arms exaggeratedly and shouted,

"100 hits! I won, so what about my reward?"

American girls are all passionate. Saibo closed his eyes. The 90-point black-haired pretty girl left a deep hickey on his cheek, while the blonde pretty girl hugged Saibo. Kisses.

This scene made Dad a little embarrassed, but Bruce laughed blankly, he looked at Dad,

"Father, you have a very interesting buddy, what is this guy's background?"

"Uh, well, I won't hide it from you."

The old man took a sip of wine and said to the curious Bruce, "This guy came from Canada 2 days ago, the son of my comrade-in-arms."

Saying this, the old man stretched out his finger and nodded his head, "He has a problem here, don't mind Bruce."

"Ok…"

Bruce lifted his chin, then nodded, and just when he wanted to say something, the wooden door behind him was pushed open again. One with brown hair, big eyes, very beautiful, wearing professional attire, holding a black file bag 'S woman walked into the bar, she glanced at the bar and said,

"Is Mr. Christian here? I'm Rachel Dawes, assistant prosecutor. I'm investigating about the trainee police officer Mr. John Blake..."

Her sweet voice stopped at this moment, because Bruce had gotten up from the chair and turned to look at her.

"Rachel, it's nice to see you here."

"Bruce, why are you here?"

Faced with the beauty’s surprised question, Bruce Wayne shrugged and showed a friendly smile again. "This is my bar. Mr. Christian is my employee. What's wrong? It looks like my bar is out. Something, come, sit here and tell me."

Assistant Prosecutor Rachel is a little surprised to see Bruce Wayne now, but it seems that they knew each other very early, but the cold-eyed Saber saw that the relationship between these two people was a bit weird at a glance, and when he saw Rachel carefully After his face, Saibo's eyes narrowed.

He turned left and right on his body, and finally turned up a photo with blood stains on the edges. It was Rachel's face. This was what he found out of his pocket when he killed Boshkin yesterday. , A gang boss obviously cannot fall in love with a prosecutor who is responsible for sending them to prison, so this photo has only one explanation.

Rachel was watched by Jamie.

"Hey, Rachel...you owe me once."

Saibo smiled and put the photo in his pocket, and then half pulled and half pulled the two beauties who followed Bruce out of the bar, and took the car keys that Bruce Wayne had placed there from the table. The moment he turned back, Bruce showed him an appreciative smile, apparently, Cyber ​​helped him solve a big problem.

Bruce didn't want to be seen by Rachel, who was a childhood sweetheart, as he was traveling with a beauty. This would affect his image in the eyes of beauty.

Cyber ​​obviously knew this, so after walking out of the bar, he said aloud to the two reluctant girls,

"Hi, beauties, Master Bruce has something to do. You go first. He will contact you. As for that car... Here is the key! Yes, it belongs to you! Master Bruce is a generous person. Go! Be careful on the road!"

Saibo waved his hand to the two slapstick girls who got in the car, watching them crookedly driving the Gotham son’s luxury car out of the dock area, he shouted to them,

"Goodbye! Baby, I will miss you!"

Seeing the car disappearing around the corner, he tore up the two phone numbers that still smelled of perfume in his hands and threw them into the trash can next to them.

He has no interest in "social flowers".

"Well, go out for a spin."

Cyber ​​looked back at the bar and temporarily dismissed the idea of ​​going back. I don’t know why, he always felt that the playboy Bruce Wayne was a little weird. Although he behaved naturally, Cyber ​​instinctively wanted to stay away from him. Some, there is no reason for this instinct, but Cyber ​​decided to trust his heart.

With his hands in his jacket pockets, he wandered around in the dock area. Well, he had a gun in his jacket pocket and a dagger in his belt. This was his habit.

Cyber ​​looked at everything around him with a curious look. This was the third day he entered the city, and his knowledge of the city was only obtained from the newspapers. His real activity area was Near the Old Gun Bar, the farthest place to reach was the street corner where Robin was rescued last night.

This feeling of being dark about the surrounding environment is not in line with Cyber's habit, so he plans to use this opportunity to get familiar with the surrounding environment.

He spent 2 hours walking around Gotham Wharf, a large comprehensive wharf. Since it is daytime, the workers here are very busy. There is no sign of decline in this port, but according to the old man This port has been in decline for several years.

It is said that at its most prosperous time, the number of dockers working here was more than double the current number. Of course, its decline is inseparable from the rise of the Gotham crime syndicate. In addition to arms dealers, other businessmen We will not choose a place of chaos as our business district.

But this has nothing to do with Cyber. He is just a poor boy now. What is really related to him is another matter. After wandering around the intricate dock area for 2 hours, Cyber ​​is very keenly aware that he Was stared at.

He turned his head inadvertently, and there were three people behind him, bulging around his waist, obviously with weapons, and different from the bastards he had dealt with. These guys are tall, strong, and there is something that cannot be concealed. Military style.

"This is the quayside... so... Jamie?"

Saibo murmured, turned and walked into a secluded alley not far from him. If he is unfamiliar with the place, he has to consider ways to get out, or...get rid of these nasty tails.