Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Dad is reluctant to bear Catherine’s little girl. Old people are like this. He especially likes children, especially the sensible little girl. Robin is also a little bit reluctant. Even though he has a lot of complaints about Cyber, he eventually asks Cyber ​​to take care of him. Good Catherine.

Although he didn't explain the reason, the sophisticated old man might be able to guess something, but he didn't say much, but told Cyber ​​to protect Catherine's safety.

On the second day of the hangover, they packed their things. In the early morning of the third day, Dad and Robin boarded the train back to Gotham, while Cyber ​​and Catherine drove on the intercontinental highway with the plains of early winter. In this season, it is difficult to see too many tourists on the road. There are withered weeds on both sides of the road, and occasionally there are one or two farms or motels. This is a lonely trip.

But when two people, one big and one small, drove wildly on the road, they unexpectedly felt that kind of freedom under the world. It's like we occasionally want to go on a literary and artistic trip. Drive the car all the way on a road that never ends.

But the journey will always end, as if people can never live by literature and art. The journey from Star City to New York is not as far as Cybernetic imagined. In fact, after three days of racing, they can already see the establishment of Harder. The huge outline of the metropolis on the mouth of the Xun River is now.

But at the same time, the patience of the two people for this lonely journey has reached its limit.

"I have a headache! Cyber!"

Catherine, in her furry coat, put her head on the constantly vibrating window of the car, like a sick kitten, yelling to Saibo, who also wore two big eye circles, with her teeth and claws, "Hurry up." Well, hurry up to rest in the city! I'm going to throw up!"

The unshaven Saibo didn’t want to say a word. On the first day, he could still appreciate the surrounding scenery with a smile. On the second day, he was a little tired. On the third day, he was the same as Catherine. This very literary travel is disgusting to the extreme.

He desperately desires a warm bed now, and what he wants most is to get a good night's sleep.

"Never drive by yourself next time!"

Cyber ​​yawned and stepped on the accelerator fiercely. The SUV that had already changed beyond recognition during the three-day sleepless journey exploded once again with a violent impetus, carrying two extremely exhausted guys towards The distant metropolis rushed out all the way.

Exhaustion is natural... They ran the normal people's journey in 7 days in 3 days. At first, Catherine urged forward all the way, and then it turned into a long-term pain rather than a short-term pain. In short, a good trip requires A peaceful state of mind, but unfortunately neither of them.

When traveling just to hurry, naturally there is no fun, but fortunately, the torture is finally over.

At the beginning of the moonlight, a hotel in Brooklyn with a decent appearance. Cyber ​​and Catherine, who was already asleep, walked into the lobby and opened a big room. The tired Cyber ​​didn't know it. After 5 minutes , His and Catherine’s registration information appeared on a computer in an office on the 17th floor of the Delta Wing Building.

Agent May, who was a little pale, looked at the information data that was beating on the screen in front of her. After confirming the identity of Cyber, she picked up the special mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hi, May, haven't you rested yet?"

Agent Colson’s gentle voice came from the phone. At this time, he was still in Canada, continuing to perform "Weapon X" oversight duties. The cooperation with General Stryker was terrible...very terrible, Ke Elson felt that he was staying in that base, just like a prisoner who had fallen into the enemy's hands.

If it weren't for the protection of SHIELD, the stupid General Stryker wouldn't mind having one more "test item".

But this kind of self-worry cannot let May know that after leaving Gotham,

"Coleson, the young man you followed has come to New York with a... little girl."

May rubbed her forehead. When she saw Catherine who was sleeping behind Cyber, the pain and the memories of being rejected by her were aroused. Her eyes even dodged. Dare to watch the enlarged surveillance video on the screen.

"Syber Hawke?"

There was a hint of surprise in Coleson’s tone. He pondered for a moment, "The Gotham incident is over. He and Batman joined forces to repel the offensive of the Shadow Warrior Alliance. If I'm right, he should have come out to relax. Right? Or does he have a specific goal this time?"

Mei's fingers tapped a few times on the keyboard, and she coughed slightly.

"When he checked into the hotel, he specifically asked the front desk about Xavier's Talented Youth Academy. It seems that he is not just for a trip this time. Does he need to be monitored? Coulson."

The eighth-level agent was silent for more than ten seconds. He should be thinking. In the end, his voice sounded again.

"The Mutant Brotherhood has been unusually active recently, and Cyber ​​may not know what kind of trouble his bloodline will cause him, so let’s go, May, you come to monitor him, if the Mutant Brothers will come out to contact him , You show up to warn, if he is only communicating with Professor Charles, you don’t need to stop him."

"I?"

Mei's fingers on the table tightened at this moment, she gritted her teeth, and there was a hard struggle on her face. As a former seventh-level agent, she actually had a rare retreat, "Coleson, can you send Others go, I...I have already transferred to the civil service."

"Oh...May."

There was also a hint of frustration in Coleson’s voice. He took a few deep breaths.

"Syber is a dangerous man. He killed Lars Al Gore single-handedly. He started very hard. Once he noticed the threat, he would never worry about anything. I don't believe he came to New York without a weapon for self-defense. , Level 6 agents are absolutely unable to deal with him, but level 8 agents have their own tasks. The character of that guy also determines that he will not trust a stranger. The most important thing is that you have the same skin color as him. It’s easy to gain trust after contact. Listen to me, you are the most suitable..."

Coleson still has something to say. May’s heart demon mainly comes from the little girl who was killed by her. Even if everyone thinks she did the right thing, she can’t pass her own level. If it's someone else, it doesn't matter if you transfer to a clerical job, but Agent May is different.

She was selected by the founder of S.H.I.E.L.D., legendary agent Carter Page, and trained as an ace agent. She became a level 6 agent at the age of 24 and a level 7 agent at the age of 28. The new star, if he were to transfer to the civil service like this, not only him, but even Director Nick Fury would feel a pity.

So this time Coleson asked May to monitor Cyber ​​and Catherine, in order to allow May to overcome her own demons. This kind of psychological problem cannot be avoided. Once a habitual fear mentality is formed, it will become quite troublesome. , Coleson still doesn't want his excellent colleague to be abolished.

"..."

May did not speak, but her silence actually represented an answer, and Coleson simply added another.

"Well then, you are only responsible for monitoring. Agent Patton recently participated in a special experiment in the Delta Wing Building. If there is a battle, you can summon him at any time and I will say hello to him. Unfortunately, Agent Barbara went out to perform the mission. , Otherwise she can accompany you perfectly."

"Okay! Coleson!"

May screamed and interrupted Coleson’s persuasive temptation. She closed her eyes and could become a 7th-level agent. How could the person treated by the legendary agent not know Coleson’s thoughts? She leaned on the chair, eyes Looking at the top floor of the dark office without focus, she reached out and took out a box of ladies' cigarettes from the table. In the smoke of Miaomiao, she finally took a deep breath.

"I will go! But I don’t intend to hide myself, Coleson, let’s go as an ordinary friend. With the character of Cyber ​​Hawke, he won’t hate this kind of open contact, especially with us. In situations where goodwill has been expressed before."

"Well, this can also warn those who are observing them secretly. Think of this as a trip, May, I hope that next time I perform my mission, you can still stand by my side. Good night, my friend."

"Good night... Colson."

Mei hung up the phone, and she stayed in the empty office, holding the lit cigarette in her hand, and in her indifferent eyes, what now exudes is a touch of melancholy and silence. In the eyes, she leaned on the chair, her eyes closed slightly, as if she was resting, thinking, or persuading herself.

Ten minutes later, she stretched out her hand and opened the work cabinet. Under the file, there were two well-maintained special pistols. She picked up one, her hands fluttered like an afterimage, and disassembled the gun. With more than 30 parts, she moved her fingers and smiled with satisfaction at the corners of her mouth.

"Agent May, go!"

In the same dark night, Gotham was not so peaceful.

"boom"

The door of the morgue was kicked open with a violent kick, and five tall figures strode into this place that no normal person would be willing to enter. The figure headed was tall like a mountain, and he stretched out With a light wave of his left hand, the four loaded guns behind him, and the soldiers with black visors began to quickly search for the corpses that were put into the morgue.

They seem to be looking for a specific target.

"Kaka"

When the others were busy, the tall figure just stood on the spot. He moved his hands, his knuckles creaked, and when his fist with black combat gloves closed, it was almost like a warhammer.

His breathing is heavy, like a sleepy beast, which is actually true. This leader has a black respirator connected by a special tube and spread down to his body. It seems that he must Only with the help of this instrument can he breathe, but this instrument did not make him weak. On the contrary, every heavy breath he takes is like a release of self-strength.

Just standing there, it's like a savage beast!You can hardly believe that there will be such a strong person in this world.

Above the big bald head was the black belt that fixed the respirator. His eyes were extremely cold. Whether he looked at the corpses or his team members and soldiers, his expression did not even change at all.

If Cyber ​​is here, he will definitely be familiar with this look, because he used to have such a look.

"Chief Bain! Found it!"

The voice of the team members made him turn around abruptly and strode towards the depths of the morgue. There, a black body bag was carefully placed on a metal shelf by the four team members, and Bain personally pulled away. Hidden in the zipper of the body bag was a beautiful woman with long chestnut hair, but at this time she closed her eyes and her face was pale, as if she was falling asleep.

"Thalia..."

When Bain looked at the woman, he was like a beast, his eyes were unexpectedly gentle, his fingers lightly brushed across the cold, scarred face, and finally stopped on the woman's forehead. On a scar.

"I'm late... I'm sorry."