Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path: 11. For whom does the death knell sound? (1) [10/100]

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Gotham's distribution is very complicated. After all, this is a city with 800W residents. Although the security level has been declining in recent years, it is also a famous big city in this country. So many people choose to enter here every year.

Make a living, or surrender to some people. Most of the time, this kind of population mobility represents a kind of prosperity. It can absorb talents from various regions for its own use, but in Gotham, this mobility brings, In addition to prosperity, there are other things.

Mark Mosi is entertaining his fellow from Central City, who is also a relative of one-eighth Russian descent.

This strong bear-like guy is the leader of the Russian gangster in Xicheng District. He inherited the strong body that his ancestors trained on the Siberian plains. At the age of 30, he inherited him 5 years ago when he was young and powerful. After Laozi's position, the Russian gang, which could only be regarded as a middle class, rose rapidly and became the overlord of Xicheng District.

However, after Maroni took over the already fragmented Falcone gangster power, Makmosi ’s dominance in the Xicheng District was seriously threatened. When it comes to force, he is not afraid of Maroni, but the gang confrontation is indispensable. And the Russian gangsters are notoriously xenophobic, and Mark Mosi, who was suppressed so badly, finally hit his own fellow.

"Hahaha, Leonard, this time you must stay at Gotham for a few more days!"

Mark Mosi gave the young man with thin, short blond hair a warm hug and patted him on the shoulder with a kind of boldness peculiar to the Russians, said Ruohongzhong,

"Just treat this as your home, my nephew, but I heard that you refused admission to New York University, what's going on?"

Facing the inquiry of Mark Mosi, the young man named Leonard's touched his chin and showed a calm and indifferent smile,

"Nothing, but my sister is more naughty, I do n’t worry about her staying in Central City alone, and I am more willing to do practical things than the boring knowledge in college ... Uncle Mark Mosi, this time I came here for your help. "

The leader of the Russian gangster haha ​​smiled, reached out and twisted a bottle of vodka, took a sip, and let out a pleasant moan. Several blondes in exposed clothes walked out with a variety of dishes and put them in In front of the two uncles and nephews, they scratched their heads, but did not gain even a little attention from the two.

"Speak, my nephew, what do you want me to do for you?"

Mark Moss ’s fingers were tapping on the high-end dining table in front of him. His eyes were full of generosity and a touch of appreciation.

Different from his downright man, this thin but handsome young man sitting in front of him is a well-known genius in their family, but his alcoholic father often abused them. Unfortunately, at that time, Mark Mosi was just a wandering wanderer in Central City, and could not help his nephew and niece. When he returned to Gotham and inherited his father's status, Leonard's's father died long ago.

But he has never broken the connection with his nephew. He felt early on that sooner or later, he would need the wisdom of his talented nephew. He could feel like an ordinary high school student In the same Leonard heart, there is a viper.

That's what he needs ... plus a snake for a bear, Maroni, what is it?

"I ... I want to borrow two people, two people who have the ability to steal and trust."

Leonard took a sip of vodka and whispered, "I took a fancy necklace from the Central City Exhibition Hall ... My sister loves her very much and I want to bring it to her as a 16-year-old birthday present."

If it is an ordinary family, it is estimated that it will jump when I hear the Leonard's narrative, but when Mark Mosi, a guy born in the gang family, listened, he patted the thigh fiercely and said with a smile on his face,

"I really deserve to be the genius of our Snet family, man, I have here ... is your plan completed?"

Leonard nodded confidently,

"Relax, Uncle Mark Mosi, I ’m 70% sure."

"Okay, then let ..."

"Bang"

A loud noise interrupted the discussion between Mark Mosi and Leonard's, and then the flame that was ignited wildly, almost in the blink of an eye, completely destroyed the buildings outside the Mak Mosi mansion. Both the uncle and nephew felt the ground Shaking, the explosion sounded like it was ringing in the ear.

"What's wrong! Damn it, what's wrong!"

Mark Moses pulled a pistol out of his waist, protected his nephew behind him, and yelled towards the door, but no one answered.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang"

After the explosion, the sound of gunshots falling like rainstorms and the screams of people dying when they were dying. The dense frequency made Makmosi ’s face change. He was already the 6th in this line. He could hear it all in a year, at least 30 automatic weapons were firing together, and he turned his head subconsciously to the wall clock hanging on the wall.

"Fuck! At 20:44, this is not midnight! Damn it! Who is it?"

The face of Leonard's behind him is ugly, and there is a trace of fear that he ca n’t hide, no matter what kind of person he will become in the future, but at least for now, he is just a high school student who has just graduated. , Still planning the first robbery in his life.

How could he not be afraid?

"Uncle, we should go!"

Leonard grabbed Mark Mosi who was trying to rush out and shouted anxiously, "Save yourself, you have the cost of revenge. They obviously came to you, go!"

"Bang"

The swaying light from the magnificent crystal chandeliers above the two of them was completely extinguished at this moment. It was still full of light just now, and the luxuriously decorated hall was shrouded in endless darkness in a flash, a few panic sharp The cries came from other rooms. It was the dancer that Mak Mosi had raised, and that was the few blondes just now, Mak Mosi's personal plaything.

The sudden darkness shocked the head of the Russian gangster. He heard the Leonard's reminder, and he reacted subconsciously.

"Dry! It must be the **** of Maroni! You are right, Leonard, my nephew, let's go, and when I come back, I must turn over the old debris!"

He turned around and pulled a black bag from under the table. It was an emergency item he had prepared for a long time. Everyone who could get into the position of a gangster was not easy, even a reckless man. The same with Mark Mosi.

"Leonard, take it, let's go!"

"Leonard, you are waiting ..."

Mark Mosi shouted in the dark, but did not get a response. He turned back angrily and saw the figure of Leonard rushing towards the corner,

"Boom"

The ground shook again. The heavy doors behind the two were directly bombarded by grenades and flew apart in all directions. All the glass of the whole building was shattered and smashed on the ground. Those panics The screams, those begging for mercy, those dying voices were completely submerged by the big bang that blocked everything at this moment.

The Leonard hiding in the corner was stunned by the shock wave, his chest was sore, and there was a burst of black in front of his eyes, and he felt that even his breath was burning, he opened his mouth and spit out a blood, and his uncle, The bear-like Mark Mosi was blown up directly in the first wave of explosion and smashed **** the floor.

Leonard's ears were roaring. He opened his eyes hard and saw the chaotic light rain formed by the bullets crossing the darkness outside the villa, the grenades exploding in the dazzling fire and the ears. The reverberating noisy shouts, and the wailing before death, this horrible scene is like the rewind, replay, and replay of the black and white movie, which constantly flashes in front of his eyes.

Then, in the burning flames of the things lit up by the explosion in the house, he saw a dark red figure, walking into the dark hall step by step on the ground like a Middle East theater.

He wore a special set of armor all over his body, with edges and corners, a straight blade knife obliquely behind his back, and a dark red ghost face buckled on his face. The special boots were on the ground. There was a clicking sound on the broken glass.

With a large-caliber pistol in his left hand, he stepped forward, and the darkness seemed to be unable to block his eyes. He just glanced at the Leonard, who was lying in the corner, and then he saw lying down again. Moses moaning on the ground.

"Oh, Mark Mosi ... the boss of the Russian gangster, I want to ask, I didn't find the wrong person, right?"

Cyber squatted beside Mark Mosi, he patted the big man on the cheek with his pistol, but failed to wake him up, probably injured too much in the explosion just now, which undoubtedly made Cyber Uncomfortable, so he inserted the gun in his holster, gently wiped it on his belt, and a cold light jumped into his palm.

In Leonard's's gaze, the dark red monster raised the short knife high in his hand, and then pierced it hard. He swears that he could even hear the collision of the blade and the hard ground.

"Ka"

"Ah !!!"

The pain of the pierced palms woke Mark Mossy out of confusion. He opened his eyes and even ignored Cyber, which was close at hand, but screamed while holding the palms nailed to the ground,

"Asshole! How dare you! How dare you! Who is your TM? Asshole! I'm going to kill you!"

"Bang"

His left leg was hit by a bullet, his bones were broken, and blood was splattered. This successfully turned his roar into wailing, but Cyber had heard enough of wailing, and the entire nest of the Makmosi gang was killed by him With those who are willing to follow him, Devil Gang helped the crowd sweep through the overloaded firepower.

There are no more living people here, but the wailing before those people did not weaken his anger even a little.

"Your roar is really unpleasant, can you shut up?"

Cyber asked softly that Makmosi could not hear him at all, or that the boss of the Russian gang, who had been crushed by pain, did not care what Cyber said.

"Uh, guys who do n’t understand people are really uncomfortable, but it does n’t matter, there are 11 more guys like you ..."

"Goodbye, go to **** and confess your sins."

Cyber tilted his head and took out the pistol again from the holster under his arm. After 2 seconds, "bang"

Mark Mosi ’s body jumped abruptly, and then all the movements were completely calmed down. This extremely noisy darkness also became completely quiet at this moment, so quiet that it made people shudder, and the silence seemed to be gone here. Living thing.

But in fact, at least when the gunshot sounded, the body of Leonard's shrunk sharply in the corner. This young man was not unseen. He used his own viciousness when he entered high school. Wisdom, to advise the gangsters in Central City, more than one person died under his design.

Leonard. Snet always thought that killing was a very simple and boring thing, but tonight, Cyber told the child in another shocking way, how murderous it would be to kill ... , How terrible, how scary things feel.

Under the dim light of darkness, the dark red armor, as if was like being stained with blood by Mark Moses, Leonard did n’t even dare to look up at him, he felt a kind of from The cold in my heart.

Cyber saw the Leonard shivering and shivering in the corner. In the dark, he could see Leonard's's face clearly, and he was still a child, so he beckoned, "Child, come, come!"

Leonard does n’t know how he got to Cyber, but the instinctive instinct to alert him tells him that he ’d better do what the guy said.

"You are not a Mark Mosi gangster, are you?"

Cyber patted him on the shoulder, took a box of cigars from Mark Mosi ’s **** pocket, took out two of them, one was stuffed into the mouth of Leonard's, and the other picked up himself, lit and lit, Cyber whispered in the mellow taste mixed with blood,

"Look, I used to think that when the gangs faced threats, they would come down without a fight, because they are a group of cowardly mice, but unfortunately, this time they crossed the line."

"Do you know what is the end of the cross-border?"

Cyber gave a low laugh under the mask, "It's death, child."

He is like a nagging neuropath, beside the frightened Leonard, beside the broken body of Mark Mosi, he murmurs in the dark, he has no listener, he does not need a listener .

"Since there are always people who like to watch the world burn, let me ... meet their wishes."