Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path: 17. Memorial and Promise 【65/100】

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"Bang"

The door of the office was pushed open, and a serious-looking Mei walked into the office with a folder. She placed it on the desk behind the tall figure with her back to him.

"Secretary, 15 minutes ago, two super-scale lightning strikes broke out in the mountains near the border of Quebec. A secret base of the military was completely destroyed. No casualties were currently detected. The Ministry of Defense held it 5 minutes ago. A questioning session ... about this matter. "

"Hum, lightning strike?"

The figure did n’t look back. He stood on the edge of the floor porthole on the 37th floor of the Manhattan Triangle Wing. He only looked at the city just waking up from sleep outside the window. His voice was very penetrating, just to hear. , You can feel that a special will exists in it.

"May, you were the best agent here. Do you really believe that it was a lightning strike?"

Faced with this question, Agent May, who has been transferred to the civil service, did not answer, but her silence was actually an answer.

"The moderates of Professor Charles have been divided for decades, and those guys in Congress may have forgotten how the man used his own efforts to save the world from the poison of war. They have forgotten the terrible control of him. Power ... but there are always people who like to see this world burning, and even more terrifying is that when a group of restless idiots gather around him, this arrogant fantasy will become a terrible reality. "

"Call ..."

The man in black leather was holding the fence outside the porthole with both hands. He sighed with relief. "The professor is demonstrating. He is using this method to express our dissatisfaction. Is the Stryker's investigation result coming out?"

May nodded,

"Already out, do I need to bring it to you?"

"No ... send it directly to the old men whose minds are not sober, let them see what the person they rely on is what they are!"

"So do we need to intervene in the Mutant(s) and Stryker's incidents? I'm worried that things might change."

May whispered, "Coulson plans to monitor Weapon X for 4 months. His report said that Stryker is likely to have another research base in the country. I am worried that Mutant(s) of Charles faction will go to attack that place. , Which may cause panic among the people. "

"Intervention? No! We will not intervene!"

Nick Fury, the current leader of S.H.I.E.L.D., the king of the agents in the world shrugged,

"We can do the finishing work, and we should teach those stubborn people a lesson, so that they know that the world is not operating according to their ideas ... but to strengthen the monitoring of The Brotherhood of Mutants, I I always feel that Magneto has been dormant for so many years, and it must be planning something extraordinary. "

"Yes, let Coulson's be faster ... In the face of more and more complicated situations, we need some stronger cards."

On the other side, Gotham Cemetery, this place is as quiet as ever. Cyber stands in front of the tombstone of the cross, and Katherine in a white dress stands beside him.

"This disgusting haze 3 years later in this city ..."

Cyber's hand gently slides on the tombstone in front of him, there is a slight sharpening, his eyes have never been so sad and gentle, he whispered,

"Old man ... I will come back to see you."

A gust of wind blew the hair of Cyber's, it seemed that the dead relatives were saying hello to him,

"I thought I could see you after I came back, but you left alone."

"Did you know? Although we only got along for 1 year ... but in my heart, your status is very important, a stubborn, rude, unpleasant old man ..."

Cyber closed his eyes slightly and whispered softly, "But it was the first really good person I met in my life, how I wish you were murdered ... At least this way, you can Let me cut some idiots to vent my anger ... "

"But now, how do you make me fight against time?"

His fingers tightened violently, and a tear left his eyes from Cyber's. He always showed madness, and finally he inevitably revealed his own weakness. He once covered it up very well, but now In the face of those who have been lost, there is no need to cover up.

"You have said that you hate Gotham, but you still choose to die in the place where you were born. You still like it, right?"

"This annoying city, you still can't let go of it, right?"

Cyber took a bottle of spirits from the tearful face of Katherine, twisted it open, half poured it down, and the other half poured on the ground in front of the cemetery,

"Then I will help you ... Look at it."

"Do n’t want to disturb you ... cough cough"

Cyber coughed and covered his mouth with a handkerchief. When letting go, a shocking dark red made Katherine could n’t help but tighten the Cyber's arm. The latter smiled at him,

"Do n’t worry, little girl, I have n’t finished what I should do, I wo n’t just fall down like this."

"Tap, step"

A heavy footstep sounded behind the two of them, and neither of them looked back. After a while, the older Gordon stepped forward and placed the flowers in his hand in front of the tomb of old man,

"He walked peacefully ... just can't let you go."

Gordon squatted down and reached out to clear the weeds around the tombstone, whispering, "But I think if he can really see you coming to see him, he will be very happy, he may not return I will scold you ... you know, he is this kind of person, he will be worthless to scold you in person, but he will soon use his method to make you accept his goodwill with a smile. "

"Uh."

Cyber nodded silently, no one spoke. After a few minutes, Gordon clapped his hands and stood up. He already had clear wrinkles on his face, and gray hair on the top of his head. It was a bit different from the last time Cyber saw him. Zi Cang is like a teenager.

But it is still the same dress for thousands of years, black-framed glasses, and a stern yet warm-looking look. The police chief stood with Cyber, he said softly,

"Thanks to you, Gotham is very good now ... Good is a bit unbelievable, but I can still smell the feeling in the dark of this city, the danger never leaves, I Sometimes I am very curious. Why is there a Gotham in every district? Why did it attract so many freaks ... Is Devil Gang coming back? "

Facing Gordon ’s direct inquiry, Cyber shook his head,

"I don't know, maybe it will, after all, this is our root, will you welcome us?"

Gordon shrugged,

"Why not? Although the gangsters in this city are only resurgent, I am still very happy to see some old buddy/waiter to help me share the pressure, but as before ... it can only be the dock area and the narrow island. ! "

"Call ..."

He took a sigh of relief, took off his glasses, and took out a handkerchief to wipe it. He suddenly asked in a low voice, "Cyber, you said, will Gotham really have a day when order is fully restored?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know."

Cyber's gently slides his finger on the tombstone in front of him, Gordon chuckled twice, "Yeah, who knows about the future? We all lost loved ones, just because of a **** lunatic, they are now The story of Joker has been passed down as a lace on the streets. Look, this city is really disappointing. "

He left turned and whispered as he left,

"Come to my house for dinner tonight, Barbara and Jimmy both miss you and Katherine, Robin will also come."

Gordon patted Cyber's on the shoulder and said toughly,

"No permission! Have you heard?"

"Okay."

Cyber's moved his finger away from the tombstone, he turned to look at Gordon, "Can I bring another guest?"

Gordon pouted, "at random, anyway, I am spacious."

Let ’s go back a little bit for 4 hours. In Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, Cyber and Katherine in Queens, New York, we are about to leave New York. When we return to Gotham's, their door is knocked.

"Come in"

Cyber did n’t look back. After a while, some stern Santas came in. He had changed a set of fitting clothes, but because he was too thin, he looked like a bamboo pole. He walked in Afterwards, some were helpless standing at the door of the room, probably wanting to say something, but didn't know how to speak.

Cyber did n’t care about him. After a few minutes, they had finished packing, and Cyber sat by the bed, lit a cigarette, then looked at Santas, and threw him another one, this time this young man No more refusal, he put the cigarette by his mouth and took a bit awkwardly. This pastime at the cost of health made him less stressed. He looked up at Cyber and took a deep breath, loudly. Say,

"Mr. Cyber, I ... I do n’t think I ’m suitable here, can I follow you?"

"Huh?"

Cyber's raised his eyebrows, "Why? We do everything for a reason, don't we?"

"I ... I just think this place makes me feel weird ..."

Santas shook his head uncomfortably, Cyber snorted,

"To be honest, boy, I can tell you lying."

This sentence made the young man feel discouraged at once. He shrugged his head and looked around, before he lowered his voice and said,

"The ones you told me before, I do n’t want to be a weak person, I want to protect my sister, I have lost my parents, but I ca n’t do it now ... I want to learn how to fight with you . "

"But if you want to learn to fight, it is more appropriate for you to stay here, isn't it?"

Cyber flicked his finger, "Professor Charles is one of the most powerful Mutant(s) bipolars in the world, and Ms. Ororo, as you can see, she can destroy a base in her hand. It's far away. "

"No! Not the same!"

Santas was somewhat dissatisfied and explained, "I also saw the battle of Ms. Ororo, how to say, she gave me the feeling ... very powerful, but not the kind of momentum I want ... you also Having said that I will be a natural killer, I think that killers need that kind of momentum, but they ca n’t teach me ... this college has no way to let me learn that kind of momentum and methods of killing. The guy of the year, has not even killed a person, I chat with them, I feel that they are a little ... some childish. "

He stretched out his hands tangled and separated his fingers,

"I have killed nearly 30 people ... they really ca n’t teach me."

"But follow me, you may die tomorrow ..."

Cyber flicked soot, and said irresponsibly, "If you die, you will have nothing. Is it safe to live peacefully?"

"I am not afraid of death!"

Santas put down his finger and whispered, "I ’m not afraid of death. I ’m just afraid of being locked in a cage again. The kind of despair that has lost freedom can be dragged away by people who rush in at any time Not afraid of dying! I ’m just afraid of being slaughtered! "

He bowed deeply towards Cyber,

"Please train me! Mr. Cyber!"

The atmosphere in the room was a little stagnant. Katherine sat on the other side, looked at Santas, and then turned to look at the silent Cyber. The little girl pursed her lips, she asked,

"What about your sister? Will Clarice agree with you to follow us?"

"She, she will agree!"

Santas said awkwardly, "She will understand me!"

"Well ... go to pack things, we leave here in an hour."

Cyber took the cigar back to his mouth and said vaguely, "This is your own choice. If you die, do n’t complain about me!"

Santas raised his head in surprise, he yelled, turned opened the door, and then stayed in place, outside the door, a disappointed Ororo stood holding the textbook, looking with a look of bad looks Cyber, after a while, she said aloud,

"I want to fight you!"