Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

After sending away the slightly drunk Secretary Gordon and the little girl Barbara at night, Kevin with a helpless look, and Saibo with a sleepy look, said madly under the street light,

"Boss, plus me, we now have only 26 people... it is impossible to break into the narrow island! There are more than 140 people over there in Gambol alone!"

"Ann...I know."

Saber yawned greatly. He lit a cigarette and stuffed the other into Kevin's hand. Then he crumpled the cigarette case into a ball and threw it into the trash can next to it.

"Then you tell Director Gordon that whimsical method? Those who can't get us are lost!"

Kevin grabbed his hair and said helplessly, "Do you want to unite with other people?"

Cyber ​​was smoking a cigarette silently, and he turned his head to look at the wharf area under the night. The revival of Gotham Harbor had just begun, and there were many more workers here than he had seen before.

A touch of inspiration jumped in Saibo’s mind, he rubbed his forehead and whispered,

"...Well, let me think about it, like this, Kevin, tomorrow afternoon, I will gather all the dockers from the narrow island, and prepare some sticks, baseball protective gear or hockey protective gear. Prepare 100, no, 200 sets."

"This... can this work?"

Kevin is not an idiot, he immediately realized what Cyber ​​was planning to do, but in the face of his doubts, Cyber ​​pressed the cigarette butt in his hand on the telephone pole next to him, and he patted Kevin on the shoulder.

"You go back to the villa and get everything ready. Just leave one third of those powerful things. Take out the others and distribute them to your 25 people. As long as the first wave opens the gap, the others It's very easy, you see, this kind of thing is nothing more than a question of courage. As long as you don't persuad, I think they are fine."

Kevin wanted to say something when he saw Saibo wave his hand.

"Go, don't play too late, rest early."

"Ok."

At noon the next day, the members of the Devil Gang did not inspect various places in the dock area uncharacteristically, and the dock workers also got news from the foreman.

"Anyone from the narrow island can participate in the rally on the basement floor of the Port Authority at 8 o'clock tonight. This is organized by the devil gang leader Kevin, and it is best not to be absent."

The fame of the Devil Gang in the wharf area has become famous for some time. Although they did not harass these workers like other gangs, and did not make the environment of this place smoggy, the gangs are gangs, for those who obey the law. , These people just can't afford it.

So at 8 o’clock, even though most of the workers from the narrow island didn’t know what would happen, they still came to the basement level of the newly built port authority. It was originally intended to be a parking lot, but the port authority also The framework has just been set up, so the construction plan of the parking lot is estimated to have to wait for some time.

In a natural large square, the devil gang’s gangs have set up a simple large platform in the center of the parking lot, and put two large searchlights on the top to barely illuminate the place, on both sides of the aisle. On the other hand, there were two small trucks, dark, with no idea what they contained.

At 8:05, a galloping black Dodge stopped outside the tumultuous crowd with a roar. With sunglasses, a heavily armed Kevin opened the door and jumped out. On the other side was Cyber, without carrying The gun, just carrying a black straight-bladed knife, also wearing sunglasses, wearing a windbreaker, and a gangster.

He tossed his hair and threw the sheathed long knife in his hand to the bald man next to him. The guy only took it in his hand, and Cyber ​​took off his sunglasses, probably counting.

"There are more than 100 people, it's okay."

He snorted, in the discussion of workers who didn't know what to do, so they were whispering,

"Hi guys, look at me!"

The voice was very loud. In this closed underground parking lot, there was even an echo. Everyone looked at Cyber ​​subconsciously. This was a thin-looking yellow man. No one had seen him before, but in that light. Under the shining light, his voice and Kevin standing behind him all make people think that this should be a real big man.

"Most of you don't know me, that's okay!"

Cyber ​​pointed to his chest, and his voice became louder and louder, "My name is Cyber, Cyber ​​Hawke, one of the directors of the Gotham Port Authority, you can ask your foreman or the official website of the Port Authority. Take a look at it. In other words, I am your immediate boss, at least in the dock area. Whoever I say I want to fire, that person will definitely not be able to stay. Whoever I have no food to eat, he will never want to find it in the dock area. The job of a cleaner!"

"Do you understand?"

As soon as this very unkind remark was said, the discussion became louder. Even some timid guys looked at Cyber ​​and were a little frightened. When did these workers who work at the pier come into contact with a big figure like the director of the Port Authority?

"Hi, hi! Peace of mind!"

Saibo just finished his murderous words, and then suddenly became kind again. He beckoned, with a hint of teasing in his voice.

"Don't worry, guys, I called you over today, not to fire someone who was unlucky. In fact, I got you to announce another thing!"

He ignored the whispers of the workers, took out a document-like paper from his pocket, and said loudly,

"Ahem, after discussion by the Gotham Port Authority, we decided to increase the welfare of our employees. We plan to build a special residential area for the old workers of the port on the newly developed narrow island, and we will also build two dedicated to the future generations of the Port Authority staff. Enrolled in schools, hospitals and other ancillary facilities, this proposal has been reported to Wayne Industries, it is estimated that there will be news within a few days."

He waved the paper in his hand and said to the workers who looked at him,

"Yes, you don’t have to rent with other people in those bad and bad cheap apartments in the wharf area, and you don’t need to let your children wander around the street all day long and learn bad things from those bastards, just You signed a short-term contract with the Port Authority. Each of you has the opportunity to get a new house, and your children can also go to school... Facing the good news, do you have nothing to say?"

The audience was silent for a while. Frankly speaking, Cyber’s incitement was terribly bad. Everyone had doubts in their hearts, but naturally there was a glimmer of expectation. A sturdy black man with a working hat was more clever. I found the website of the Gotham Port Authority and found that there was a director named Cyber ​​Hawke who looked exactly like the person on the table.

He screamed, and then stuffed his hand to the person next to him, which immediately aroused the surprise of others. In just a few seconds, in the whispering word of mouth, everyone knew that the person on the stage seemed like a foolish dream. The same guy is not a fake, he is really a big man.

"In other words, what he said could be true?"

The black man with a working hat murmured to himself. His voice was heard by his companions, and immediately triggered a messy discussion. It was not until 1 minute later that a volunteering white young man climbed up with the help of others. On the stage, some fearful said to Saibo who was looking at him,

"Mr. Director, are you true?"

"Of course! You can see for yourself."

Saibo handed the paper to the young man. He looked at it several times under the light, and finally returned the paper to Saibo. Then he turned to the workers who looked at him behind him and nodded.

"Oh oh oh!"

"Long live the Port Authority!"

The elected representatives confirmed the contents of the document, and the others cheered immediately. The people were suspicious, but in many cases, they also have extraordinary pursuits for some beautiful things, especially these workers. It was the old workers in the wharf area, or those who were forced to be driven out of the narrow island because of the "Narrow Island War", and were displaced.

It is not an exaggeration to say that having a home of their own is their only current pursuit. As for children not going to school, in America, the land of human hope, not every parent really has this kind of consciousness.

"Hey, hey, be quiet, be quiet!"

Saibo raised his hands and pressed down to calm everyone down. Thanks to the previous foundation, everyone quickly calmed down this time. More than 100 people looked at him and wanted to know that the director would say What comes.

Cyber ​​looked at all kinds of people in the audience, he narrowed his eyes.

"But for this plan to pass, there are now two problems."

"First, the narrow island is still ruled by those damn gangsters. They are a group of despicable drug dealers, thieves, robbers, and fellows raised by Biaozi. They have taken your hometown and drove you to the wharf area to fend for themselves. If they are still there, Wayne Industries will be hesitant. Who will invest in a place where gangs gather?"

"Secondly, we have communicated with the police station many times. Guess what they said about the security of the narrow island?"

His voice was loud enough for everyone to hear clearly, people were talking about it, and the elected representative stepped forward and he asked,

"Mr. Saibo, please don't sell it off. Just tell us what the police station said?"

When this question came to the point, Saibo glanced at the others and smiled.

"The police station said that the main direction they are maintaining now is other urban areas, and they can’t spare too much police force to maintain order on the narrow island. You are all workers who came out of the narrow island. In fact, even if the police station agrees, the virtues of those policemen , Have you believed it?"

"dry!"

"They are the choppy raised by a group of Biaozi!"

"Disgusting worm!"

"A bunch of bastards!"

The shouts from the audience made Cyber ​​fully aware of how bad the mass base of the Gotham Police Department is. He couldn't help but began to sympathize with Gordon. Under such bad circumstances, he still insisted. How determined he should be in doing things for the city.

But Cyber ​​just thought about it, he turned around and buckled Gordon a shit bowl.

"Yes! They can't protect us at all! They don't dare to touch those gangsters... I am not reconciled to let the plan I propose just fall into the water, and I don’t think you are reconciled to let the houses and schools you can get. It just slipped away in vain, so..."

Cyber's voice suddenly increased several degrees at this moment.

"So, since the police can't protect our property, we will do it ourselves!"

This sound caused everyone present to stop thinking, and Cyber ​​seized the opportunity and continued to incite,

"Some of you have lived on the narrow island for decades, but you are still driven out in embarrassment. They have a home and cannot go back. They are worse than dogs!"

"I also know that some people have scattered their wives and died in the narrow island where they were messed up before. Now those bastards are still stepping on the bones of your wives and children to fight for their own dirty "career"."

"Think about it, whose home is there? Who gave the gangs the power to drive you away? Do they have that power?"

"You can't always be bullied like this, you have to have your own ideas! For example...you can follow us to take back your home, your past home, your current home, and your future home!"

Cyber's passionate "speech" was continuing, but was interrupted by a sudden sound.

"Enough! Enough!"

The elected representative yelled, "Mr. Cyber, please don't say such funny things. We are just a bunch of ordinary people. We have no weapons. We can't deal with those gangsters at all!"

Saibo glanced at him, he hooked his fingers backwards, and the "dressed up" Devil Gang helped the crowd walk out of the darkness behind them. They all had black M16s in their hands, wearing bulletproof vests and helmets. With thunders still wrapped around him, Kevin took a step forward and stuffed an assault rifle into Saber's hand. In front of more than 100 people, Saber slapped his magazine into the rifle. He sneered. Looking at the trembling representative and the others in the audience.

"You have no weapons!"

"You are just ordinary people!"

"But we have weapons! We are the Devil Gang! But we are different from them!"

"This battle, let's fight, you just need to follow us, let them see the people in the dock area is not a bully, let them get out of our home! If they dare to say a "no" word. "

"boom"

A gunshot, and then Saber’s extremely cold voice,

"Just blow their heads!"