Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Ulceration, which is a meaning of behavior given by human beings, we make ulcers all the time.

Generally speaking, a ulcer will always bring a series of unpredictable effects to the development of anything, and the word ulcer is always associated with the cost. When we ulcer a certain action, we will inevitably lose something. These things that are lost because of our ulcers are called costs.

Too many ulcers is not a good thing because it means that you will pay more.

"boom"

Joker's head was roughly grabbed, and under the leadership of Batman, his whole body was mounted on the wall of the interrogation room.

"Where is Harvey! Tell me!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

He screamed, but it was not in fear. The blood flowing from the top of his head smeared the oil on his face. There was blood in the corner of his mouth, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

Some are just fanaticism, some are just excitement, a joy to see the best things bloom.

"I have already said too many principles, you thought they could save you, hahahaha."

"boom"

A fist hit the clown’s stomach, he curled up in pain, he fell to the ground, he watched Batman stretch out his hands, strangled his neck, and lifted him high.

"Tell me! Where is Harvey!"

"You don't...you don't have any, any, anything that can threaten me! Hahahahaha, your strength is useless...hahaha, this is my rule, you have to make an ulcer! Break it , Bat, break it to see the truth..."

The clown felt that his breathing was not smooth. He waved his hands and said with difficulty like a cock with his neck cut.

"The only wise way of living in this world is that there is no principle, and you will break your only principle!"

"Ahem, I know you can't do it!"

The clown coughed hard, his voice getting lower and lower in the pain of being pinched in his neck.

"So I'm here to help you with ulcers. They are dying. There are only ten minutes left. If you want to save any of them, you have to play my game. Use mine. rule!"

"boom"

Joker’s body was thrown out, and the interrogation table in the house was smashed over. His body was leaning against the corner in a weird posture. He stretched out his hand with difficulty and wiped the blood stains on the corner of his mouth. He looked at Batman, he had nothing. No doubt, if you stimulate him again, this guy might break the principle in anger and kill him.

But he did not pay attention to this threat. He saw those eyes. Even in the extreme anger, he still maintained a sense of reason. The clown laughed, showing that he was curled up like an injured old dog. Whispered,

"Do you understand? Killing is an ulcer, and one of the five lives will follow? Which four will you kill and will you go crazy? Bat, I'm really curious!"

"Where are they?"

Bruce asked, this time the clown didn’t sell off again, and the extremely miserable clown looked at him.

"Of course I will tell you. I will tell you all. I put my wife on behalf of loyalty at 87 Orchard Street, the girl on behalf of purity is on the second floor of Gotham Orphanage, and the third on behalf of brave children is in Warehouse 104, And the poor representative of the mighty Nestor in the basement of the old theater in the central city"

He scratched his head and said unsurely,

"Uh, if I'm not mistaken, Harvey, who represents justice, used it at 65 Third Avenue on the narrow island!"

Bruce suddenly turned around, rushed out of the interrogation room, and the clown yelled afterwards. The madman seemed to be helping.

"Don't try to save anyone if you hesitate, let me see who you will kill, bat! Let me see! Hey, don't touch me, I have human rights!"

Sheriff Smith rushed in and interrupted the sound of the clown, and what followed was a punch to the flesh. When Batman rushed out of the police station gate, Gordon was already waiting there, and he was wearing a motorcycle helmet. Robin,

He stepped on the bat bike,

"I'll save Harvey!"

After speaking, he rushed into the road ahead at a very fast speed.

"I'm going to the dock!"

Robin set off on a police motorcycle. Gordon got into the car. There were three places left. He decided to go to the nearest old theater in the central city. Judging from the time when Mayor Nestor left, he was very It might be there.

As soon as the vehicle started, a violent roar came from behind the car. Gordon looked back and saw that the dark red figure went back and forth. Saibo whispered as he passed the car,

"Give me the orphanage!"

The speed of the black battle axe rose to the extreme in an instant, like a swift shadow in the darkness, quickly disappearing from Gordon’s eyes. The Gotham Orphanage is the farthest away from here, and Cyber ​​will carry this important task. When he got up, Gordon no longer cared about safe driving. The police car rushed onto the road at the fastest speed. He grabbed the phone and shouted.

"Smith! Damn it, stop hitting him, go to 87 Orchard Street, did you hear it?"

"Received! I'll be over right away!"

Life is almost indistinguishable from the moment of its birth. It is reasonable to say that life is equal, but when human civilization progresses, there are always factors of this kind, adding some extra labels to life, so the mayor’s Life becomes very important, so Harvey's life will be more important than a child whose life has not yet begun.

The malevolence of Joker’s deadly joke is that he wants Bruce Wayne to see that Batman, who actually represents the justice and hope of Gotham, will also be compared in this cruel ulcer to save the most Important person.

This is a mockery of human nature, because all those involved in this rescue operation will have a spiritual torture when they rescue the target. Regarding the nature of life, what is the most important thing.

Is it a child?Or a high-ranking mayor?

He knows very well that as long as one person dies, Batman’s will will leave a permanent loophole. For people of this kind of rule, there is nothing more painful than breaking the rule by hand. The Joker knows them very well. What will they do? Those who are called heroes will put all the responsibilities on their shoulders, and these weights will eventually crush them.

And grinned a malicious smile at Gordon's clown curled up in the corner of the interrogation room.

He wants to punish Gordon for destroying his confrontation with Batman. It was originally his inspiration. Yes, this world is so unfair, and things always happen randomly, but now, he can't wait to see Chen It's a joke.

Who is going crazy?

Batman or Gordon?That young detective?

Mr. Red is not going to go crazy. The clown can be sure of this. He is a colder bastard than him. Like the clown, he is a person who believes in self-logic. As for Cyber, he is indifferent.

But in the end, how could he only target Batman alone after so much effort and arrangement?

"Pity"

The clown murmured, "Rachel Dawes, little beauty, it would be perfect if you can catch you. They will all be defeated, and everyone will be."

"Ding"

An object was thrown into the interrogation room. When the clown saw the thing bright up, he looked around, wiped the blood from his mouth, and quietly held the thing in his hand.

Amidst the rushing speed, the figure of Cyber ​​and his steel beast truly became a red phantom in the city.

His goal is the Gotham Orphanage, where Catherine has stayed, and it seems that Selena has also stayed there. Cyber ​​knows where the place is. His body is strapped to this crazy locomotive, and the speed is close to 450KMh. At the time, even a gust of wind blowing on the face was enough to carry Saibo's body to fly.

This speed has almost surpassed the speed of a locomotive. Normal people cannot drive it. You only need to tilt it slightly, and there may be a tragic car accident, but Cyber ​​is OK. His mental reaction speed is already sufficient. The physique different from ordinary people made him drive this locomotive that roared like a thunder into the avenue of Gotham.

No one knows the time set by the lunatic Joker. Now that he has embarked on the road to save people, what Saibo is most worried about is that a burst of flame suddenly burst out in front of him.

"This is how good people feel"

Saibo thought with a little self-deprecating thought in his heart, "Good people are always controlled by bad people, because it is easier to destroy than to save."

Indeed, in the battle between Batman and the Joker, Bruce seems to have never won once, and Cyber ​​has a new understanding of the destructive power of the Joker, but he knows how to deal with the Joker, this kind of person, the one caught The bullet should be shot into his head in a moment.

If he could, Seber would rather go back that night, even if it was blocked by everyone, he should put the knife in that guy’s heart. Unfortunately, at that time, he was also controlled by wild madness, if it weren’t for Charles. The professor used force to get him out of that state. I'm afraid Harvey would have died long ago.

This is also the reason why he is reluctant to get involved in things about the clown. He is also afraid. He is afraid that he will lose control again. When Gordon was hit by a bullet at Lauber's memorial service, Cyber ​​clearly felt His emotions were madly manipulating his body, killing all the criminals.

The beast instinct seemed to manipulate him at that moment.

This experience made Cyber ​​even more worried about his situation. He knew very well that once he lost control, no one in the city could suppress him, either by being blown to pieces or committing a terrible killing.

He doesn't care about death, but he will not kill ordinary people for no reason.

"Crack"

The black tomahawk turned into a black alley without street lights. The environment here was terrible, and there was a smell of garbage everywhere. That's right, this is the Gotham Orphanage.

This building has existed for a long time, but after Bruce’s father established the new and larger Wayne Orphanage in the name of the Wayne family, it was on the verge of being abandoned. Only hapless children like Catherine would have it. I was sent here. It is said that there are many complicated secrets hidden here, but it was completely closed a year ago.

So now here, looking at it under the dark night, it looks like a haunted house, with excited objects, making all kinds of noises in the dark, and ordinary people will probably be scared to pee here.

But these have nothing to do with Cyber, so he will not be afraid of them.

"boom"

The closed, rusty door was directly knocked open by the battle axe, and Cyber ​​didn't even stay much longer. He fell from his belt and rushed to the second floor of the orphanage under the lead of a steel cable.

In front of him, there were more than 20 rooms that were almost identical. He searched outwards at the fastest speed. No one knew how long there would be an explosion here. He had to hurry up.

In the end, outside the most marginal utility room, Cyber ​​smelled a strong smell of gasoline. He kicked the closed door open and rushed into it. The light source on the armband was turned on at this moment. After the layout of the room, Saibo's eyes suddenly narrowed.

At least 20 barrels of gasoline, and a timer is fixed on the top of the oil barrel. The numbers on the above are beating for about 10 minutes. This makes Cyber ​​sigh of relief. Once this place explodes, it will be enough to razing the entire orphanage to the ground, Cyber. Walking quickly into the deepest part of the utility room, he saw a child in a white dress lying on the ground, looking unconscious.

He hurriedly walked over, wanting to pick up the child, shining in the light of the light source, Saibo's gaze swept over the girl's face, and his footsteps immediately stopped in place.

This is Barbara Gordon, Gordon’s son!

The wife and boy that the clown said, are they

"Damn it!"

Cyber ​​cursed, "Gordon will go crazy!"

He stretched out his hand and hugged Barbara in his arms, but at the moment when he got up, a wire that was connected to the back of the kid was pulled off. Saibo heard the sound, and he turned his head back sharply. The number of the timer on the barrel changed rapidly, and finally stayed at 5.

"Damn it!"

"boom"

The heat in Saibo's body exploded at this moment with full force. He was like a rugby player, holding Barbara firmly in his arms, rushing towards the glass in the utility room, and smashing the broken glass. Broken, at the moment he flew into the air, behind him, a dazzling golden flame was like a fireball.

It exploded, and Saibo felt the strong driving force and the hot flame behind him, attached to his armor and burned, but at this time, Saibo's brain monkey was rolling with another idea.

Do other places have the same deadly design, that insidious bastard!

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