Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Kansas, a typical inland state of the United States, has always sunny weather and a hospitable atmosphere. The air has a taste different from that of the coast. Although it is not as dry and barren as Nevada, it has long lived in Colombia. Tan's Cyber, still has a kind of uncomfortable, although only a few minutes.

The higher the life level, the higher the adaptability of the individual to the environment. In fact, throwing the current Cyber ​​into the magma, he may not die, but it will be more painful to live.

"So, where is this place?"

Saber flicked his left hand and a black baseball cap appeared in his hand. He buckled it on his head, pressed it down, and looked around. In the wee hours of the morning, Sim landed on a large building on the edge of Kansas. In the farm, the remaining 1 hour was taken by Cyber ​​by himself.

After all, considering the ability of ordinary people to accept, large demons like Sim, once they are discovered, they will inevitably have troublesome things. At present, S.H.I.E.L.D. does not know that they have come to Kansas to look for small spiders. Once the incident is exposed , Tony will be quite troublesome.

If a friend takes risks to help himself, he will not let his friends suffer trouble. This is one of his criteria.

"Friend, come to Box Marlboro."

He walked into the gas station on the side of the road and chatted with the salesman in the shop. The latter was familiar with backpackers like Cyber. Although Kansas did not have famous tourist attractions, There are also many tourists here.

"I said, where exactly is this place?"

Cyber ​​was playing with cigarettes in his hand. He was not crazy enough to ignite a cigarette in a gas tank. He pretended to look at the talkative black salesperson in front of him with a dazed expression, and asked: "I spent the whole night in the car and was confused. I got out of the car ahead. It’s been an hour since I walked. This is the first human building I have ever encountered. I almost thought I was thrown into that damned wilderness."

"Haha, then you must have been fooled by those unscrupulous coach drivers!"

The black man laughed and patted Saibo on the shoulder: "Are you from another place? Look at your age and skin color, foreign student?"

"Well... be it."

Cyber ​​shrugged: "The exchange intern at the Arkham Anomaly Research Center in Gotham City. I'm here to find someone. A friend is here. I want to take him back. His uncle and aunt are in a hurry."

"never heard of that."

The uncle shook his head decisively, rubbing his chin, and whispered:

"But if you are looking for someone, you'd better go to the nearby police station and ask. You can walk along this road for 30 minutes. It is Kent Farm. Mrs. Kent is very nice, but her husband 4 years ago They died in a tornado. Their son is often away from home. You can rest there and call the police station."

"Oh? Kent Farm, sounds like a good place."

Saibo blinked: "Is the farm closest to this place?"

"Yes, Kent Farm and this half-dead gas station are the only buildings within a radius of 5 kilometers. Old Kent was a quiet person when he was alive, so he moved here with his family."

The black salesperson sighed: "What a good person that was. It's a pity that he died in a tornado in order to save his dog."

"Then they are not afraid of danger?"

Cyber ​​asked curiously: "Isn't the law and order in Kansas particularly good?"

"about this…"

The black uncle looked around, and mysteriously lowered his voice: "This is what I want to tell you. It is said that there is a "ghost" sheltering the Kent family, and by the way, sheltering the entire Morwell town, you know? We haven't had any murders in 5 years, not even the most common robberies!"

"If there is a safest place in the United States, there is no doubt that it is in the small town of Morwell!"

This guy said in a loud voice, the bluffing Saibo was taken aback for a while, he looked at the black man with a strange expression, pushed his sunglasses, and whispered:

"You're kidding, man, ghost? Someone still believes this these days?"

Hearing some people questioning him, the black person became unhappy instinctively, but he didn't know why. Facing Cyber, he always had a special sense of obedience, so he pressed his inner discomfort and explained carefully:

"It's true. Everyone in this small town knows that there are some elderly old ladies who treat the ghost as if they are a messenger of God, but I know that he is not an angel or something. Believe me, I I have seen it with my own eyes!"

The uncle's conversation became more and more turbulent, he lowered his voice again, lay on the counter, and said enthusiastically:

"That was a year ago, one day, there was a bastard from outside, who was about the same height as you, chatting with me like this, and then suddenly he took out a gun and asked me to take out all the money, damn choppy, My money is used to support my son to go to school, how can it be given to him? So I resisted. The guy wanted to shoot angrily, but guess what?"

"Yep?"

Saibo snorted, the latter's eyes widened, and his voice became excited:

"Just when he fired, the ghost appeared! Right in front of my eyes, he was like a young man, I only saw his back, the bullet hit him, even sparks, he only used one Fist, maybe a few fingers, I swear, just flick it!"

"boom"

The black man vividly simulated the scene at the time and dubbed it himself:

"The bastard was smashed into the wall, look! That's it. I trimmed it over there, but if you look carefully, you can see a depression. The bastard who dared to commit murder in Morwell was ghosted. I directly slapped 7 ribs and is still receiving treatment in the local mental hospital."

Cyber ​​pushed his glasses, turned his head and looked to the side. With his eyesight, he could naturally see the traces, which proved that the black uncle was right. Although it may be a bit exaggerated, it is basically true. This made Cyber ​​very interested. Up.

Regardless of how Cyber ​​often slapped the enemy into the wall, because of his non-human strength, he could do this level with one hand. The strength would not be much weaker than the competition, and if it was An understatement, then it means that this guy hasn't done his best yet.

After all, it was a person, not a nail. The whole body smashed into the wall, and the required striking force was simply amazing.

"En... It seems that this town is getting more and more interesting."

Cyber ​​scratched his chin, he turned his head to look at the black uncle, took out five banknotes from his arms, and put them on the table: "Come on, I'm very interested in talking about the ghost."

When he saw the money, the black's face immediately became difficult to look at. He patted the table and said loudly:

"Are you insulting me? Man, I don't want your money, although I..."

Cyber ​​took off his glasses, and the red light in his eyes was beating like flames. He looked at the black man who was stunned in place, and he whispered:

"Don't talk nonsense, talk!"

"Good... good."

Thirty minutes later, the doorbell rang outside the gate of Kent Farm in a corner of the house, and Mrs. Kent, who was cooking for her son in the house, was shocked. The woman over half a hundred years old looked up and saw one carrying Bao, the dusty young man is standing outside his yard.

She stretched out her hand to wash her hands with water, and walked over with her sun hat. She asked vigilantly across the door:

"Child, who are you looking for?"

Saibo gave a light cough:

"Yes, ma'am, I am looking for my lost cousin around here. He is a drug addict. He ran away from home yesterday. He still has some signs of violence. Before he hurts others, I must take him back. I I want to ask, have you seen any strangers around here yesterday?"

"Oh, you are talking about the kid from last night."

Mrs. Kent listened to Saibo's narration. Instead of opening the door, she stood at the door and said to Saibo:

"That kid looks just adult, with black hair, right?"

"Yes! Have you seen him?"

Saibo's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked: "He has been around here?"

"He broke into our farm last night, no wonder he looked a little confused, probably because of the bad habits of young people."

Mrs. Kent frowned, and then let it go: "It's our Clark who is obedient and never contaminates those things. Your cousin injured our shepherd dog and almost killed a cow. My son went after him. I should be back soon."

"Yep?"

Saibo looked at the old woman in surprise, and asked softly: "My cousin is the champion of the Gotham Fight Kickboxing Competition, madam, are you sure your son is fine alone?"

"Of course, my little Clark can easily teach such a little ruffian!"

The old woman was naturally unhappy when she heard that someone doubted her son. She akimbo said to Cyber: "You can wait at the door, maybe they will be back soon."

After speaking, she turned around and was about to leave, but Saibo cried out:

"Madam, can you let me in? I will compensate you for the loss my cousin caused to you. You see, I am a doctor in Gotham, and I am also a trustworthy and decent person. I am now on my way. I just want a chair to rest."

Mrs. Kent turned her head and saw the doctor's certificate in Saibo's hand. She took it and looked at Saibo suspiciously:

"Arkham Anomaly Human Research Center? It sounds like a lunatic asylum, Dr. Cyber ​​Hawke, wait, are you really a doctor?"

Saibo shrugged:

"Yes, PhD in psychology, good at risky behavior correction. My cousin is a patient there. I have to get him back. His uncle and aunt are going crazy. That kid is too worrying."

"Yep…"

Mrs. Kent looked at the doctor's certificate in her hand. After thinking about it, she stretched out her hand to open the door and said to Cyber:

"There is no need for compensation. If you really want to compensate us, just help my little Clark do a psychological counseling. The child has been a little withdrawn since he was a child. His father and I moved here to make him grow up better. I don’t want to go to the hospital, but I think if you are really an expert, you should be able to solve this problem, right?"

Saibo was shocked. He stretched out his hand and pulled the brim of his hat. Not far away, a collie with an injured hind leg seemed to smell danger. He turned to look at Saibo and was about to growl. After lowering his gaze, the black-and-white shepherd dog lay down on the ground honestly and looked carefully, still a little shivering.

"Uh, all right, ma'am."

Cyber ​​moved his ten fingers: "Then I will accept this commission. As my compensation, believe me, I am professional in purifying the mind."

While Cyber ​​and Mrs. Kent were having a good time, a fierce chase was underway in the center of a large wasteland outside of Morwell.

The confused little spider ran forward desperately. The clothes on his body were tattered, and even the armor made of black material appeared terrible cracks, half-dead hanging on his shoulder, and he himself was like a The beast running away panicked as if something dangerous was chasing him behind him.

"boom"

A burly figure fell from the sky at a rapid speed. The moment his steel-like fist fell, the spider induction of the little spider was activated, and the whole person dodged strangely to the left, avoiding the blow, but down like a whirlwind. Can't hide with a punch.

"boom"

Parker was thrown off by a punch and fell to the ground embarrassedly, but he got up the next moment, the black substance on his shoulders seemed to be aware of the danger, and it quickly spread all over his body, less than 2 seconds Zhong, crazy and ugly venom appeared on this wasteland.

Opposite Venom, a young man with a cowboy hat and cowboy clothes often worn by farmers stood there casually. Under the shadow of the cowboy hat, he showed an interesting smile.

He reached out and hooked at the venom, the disdain in it was so obvious.

"Monster, come... hit me and I will let you go!"