Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path: 5. Nosy “good boy”
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The next morning, Boskin, the gangster of the Russian gang, walked out of his room with a hangover's head. As a result, a rich breakfast was not finished, and his younger brother came to tell He has bad news.
"What? Byrne is missing? Jerk!"
Poshkin hit the table with a punch, and he roared towards his little brother, "Last night was such a heavy rain, where can they go, Bourne? It must be related to the old **** of Christian!"
The more he thought, the more angry he was, and the thought of what Jamie Boss said to him last night, Boshkin's face suddenly showed a hint of grin,
"You guys follow me, let's kill the old bastard!"
A moment later, a black SUV drove out of the mansion and drove all the way towards Old Gun Bar.
The weather after the rain is always very sunny, with a touch of warmth and fragrance to wash everything.
Cyber opened his eyes under the direct sunlight and looked at the height of the sun. Conservatively, it must have exceeded 9 o'clock. This guy sat up from the bed and saw a stack of neatly placed clothes at first glance On the opposite table.
It ’s old clothes, but it ’s clean. It ’s clearly old man. Cyber grinned and smiled. After 5 minutes, she finished grooming and changed into new clothes. Cyber walked down from the third floor .
The bar is very deserted. This was not the time when this retro bar was lively, coupled with Jamie ’s recent things, it ’s still awesome here. old man is sitting behind the bar and using a radio to put Cyber is not interested The old-fashioned song, playing a few cards in his hand, looks quite entertaining.
Cyber is a very jealous person. While watching old man enjoying his time, he did n’t bother him, but instead found a table, sat on a chair, and held the dagger he got last night in his hand. , Boring to play their own games, the blade of the as if butterfly in the palm of the hand wears flowers, dazzling, this dangerous game requires a lot of energy, and obviously a good way to kill time.
And the boring time is always short. When the clock on the wall points to 11:15, a black SUV appears at the door of the Old Gun Bar with a rampage. The door opens, and one wears only a black sports vest. , The shaved brawny man with three men dressed like the last night, but the more temperamental guys came down from the car, he kicked the bar ’s wooden door with a fierce kick, with a kind of fierce Walked into the bar.
The trembling sound made Cyber, who was immersed in his game, suddenly succumb to the gods, and the strong man did n’t look at him at all, but strode to the bar counter, his fists pounded **** the wooden table … Interrupted old man's self-entertainment.
"Old dog, where are the three of them, Bourne?"
The strong man ’s voice is full of anger and irritability. Obviously, this is a guy who does not suppress his emotions very much. Their first reaction to any problem is to solve it with fists, which may be a big trouble for ordinary people. But for real villains, this kind of opponent is their favorite.
"old man, do you need help?"
The sound of Cyber's almost followed the scolding of the strong man, which naturally attracted firepower for old man. The strong man turned his head to look at Cyber, just like looking at a pile of garbage, but he ignored Cyber, Instead, he turned his head to the old man leaning on the chair,
"Where have they gone? Tell me!"
"Who knows, Poshkin, aren't they your men? We all know that Gotham is missing every day, or is it that Jamie's old Dalian can't manage it well?"
old man lifted the pipe with his hands, embraced his chest with both hands, and lifted the chair back slightly. His voice was full of sarcasm, "If you want me to say, maybe those three **** think Gotham is too dangerous, and run to something else The place is pursuing a better life. "
"For example paradise! Well, maybe **** maybe."
Cyber took another sentence. It was like singing a chorus with the fearless old man, but his voice carried a trace of impatient abuse.
This tone directly detonated the strong man ’s anger, he suddenly turned his head, pushed away his background-like hands behind him, strode towards Cyber, and Poshkin looked at him condescendingly, The bloodshot eyes filled with a vicious look, he stretched out a finger and pointed at the chest of Cyber,
"Tell me, monkey, what did you mean by TM?"
Cyber tilted his head and looked at him. Because he was sitting in a chair, the tall Boskin looked like a mountain in front of him, but Boskin ’s grin had not dissipated, Cyber's left hand Suddenly grabbed the finger that Poshkin lowered on his chest and pushed back.
Poshkin ’s body bent downwards under the sudden pain, but this instinctive protection of the body failed to prevent his doom.
"Kap"
"Your parents have n’t taught you, do n’t you just swear?"
"Ah!"
The pain of a broken finger spread to every nerve of his brain in an instant, and his fingers are connected together. It is said that this pain is second only to broken eggs and childbirth. This sudden attack even made Poshkin completely unresponsive. , Just kneeled down to the ground.
When that kind of heart-wrenching pain came, the gangster from Siberia was black in front of him, but his wailing just shouted out of his throat, and he felt his big bald head was fixed by his hands, and he was approaching. Is a knee approaching fast.
"Bang"
The blow hit the nose bridge, and the blood spewed onto the new Cyber's pants, which made him a little dissatisfied. He picked up the thick glass ashtray on the table and rounded it towards the shining bright Shaved his head.
"Bang"
K.O.'s strong man fell to the ground, and blood ran out of the back of his head, looking strange and bloody.
Of course, in order not to cause trouble to myself and old man, Cyber controlled the strength, just coma, um, maybe it will be accompanied by concussion or something, anyway, this way of eating cholesterol to train muscles is not estimated Lack of money, so ... it doesn't matter.
"Uh, really disgusting ..."
Cyber looked at the ashtray stained with blood in his hands and his new pants in disgust. He stood up from the chair, kicked him on the face of the comatose man, kicked him out and beat several Roll, this guy who just shot hurt his body stretched his body, and with a wave of his hand, he threw a cracked ashtray into the trash can. His left hand wiped his belt, and a dazzling dagger fell into it. Palm up.
The butterfly turned around in a circle like a flower. Cyber raised his head and grinned at the few stupefied hands. He walked towards the three guys with a few fingers in his right hand. There was still blood dripping from the left, and a dagger was copied in the left hand. This posture paired with the power of killing the strong man almost instantaneously, making the three gang members who followed Poshkin very early, but they were also good or bad. Following the old brother of Jamie ’s boss, speaking of courage, it is much stronger than the young people of Byrne.
The tallest guy also drew a dagger from his pocket. He made a howl and rushed towards Cyber, and his brothers followed behind him.
"Ah!"
"Well, meaningless!"
Cyber left foot swiped outward, the whole person side to side, the right foot lightly hooked, the first guy rushed out of balance, but in the stagger, Cyber's right hand held his body at the same time With the sound of the dagger in his left hand piercing into the abdomen, he flew up again, kicking the midsection of the second guy who was rushing in the middle. The guy staggered and lay on his stomach with his stomach covered.
The blood ticked down on the ground with the left hand holding the knife, and the Cyber's pushed with the right hand. The scared and stupid guy was thrown on the ground and hugged.
"Mark, Ollie, come and save me, I'm stabbed! I'm bleeding, I'm dying! Come and save me!"
This guy's voice was harsh, so Cyber handed him another foot, kicked a few teeth, and the wailing became a whispering scream.
"Do n’t look at me like this, buddy/waiter, I ’m not a lunatic."
Cyber spread his arms, holding a blood-stained dagger in one hand, and blood dripping from the fingers of the other hand, with his innocent face, a living lunatic with a knife.
But he did n’t lie. He stuck his thumb against the blade and only stabbed into the third, except for bleeding, he would not be hurt at all, but where was the last one left If they don't agree, they will open their heads, and they will stab a guy's ruthless man.
When Cyber's's eyes turned to him, this guy tremblingly raised his hands, and he didn't understand that he was robbed, but in fact, they were the one who really came to find fault, and they also planned Take away old man's life, but unfortunately, they have no chance.
But at this moment, a piercing police siren suddenly sounded at the bar entrance. Less than a minute later, a young policeman wearing a detective hat and wearing only a blue shirt pressed with his left hand. Holding the holster, he rushed into the bar with the gun in his right hand.
But this young man ’s imagined confrontation did not happen here, and everything seemed normal. His respected old man sat at the bar and read the newspaper. A young yellow man sat bored on the other side playing with coins in his hand. There is also a strong man in a black vest who lives and dies in the pool of blood, and a man who keeps rolling on the ground, a black man who hums on the ground holding his stomach, and finally a trembling bastard. Hold a **** ashtray in the right hand with the **** dagger.
It looks like a gangster infighting.
"Squat down! Hold your head! Bastard, throw away the murder weapon!"
The police officer instinctively felt that something was wrong. He caressed the handle of the gun carefully, and then shouted loudly at the trembling guy, who was like a little lamb, and immediately threw away the blood in his hand. Guy, squatting with his head in the corner.
The young police officer took a sigh of relief, and then removed his hand from the gun handle and turned his gaze to old man. The expression on his face became richer, just like seeing a loved one.
"Hi, old man, I heard about what happened in the bar, I came late ... you know, I recently participated in police officer training in Star City, I just came back, is everything okay here?"
old man put down the newspaper, and the wrinkled old face showed a happy smile, and then gave the young police officer a hug enthusiastically, and patted him behind his back,
"It ’s good to come back, my good son, the bar and me are all well, come, let me introduce you ..."
Then the police officer ’s eyes fell on his Cyber with his right hand holding his head curiously, but at the next moment, he drew out his pistol in a standard and swift manner, aiming at Cyber,
"Do n’t move ... raise your hand!"
Cyber twisted his head a little bit unknown, and then he saw his right hand holding his head. He patted his head and let out a moan of frustration.
There was still a trace of blood on his right hand that was not wiped cleanly. Apparently because of this, he was discovered by the police officer who was extremely sensitive.
"They are infighting, trainee police officer, I am a really good person, do not believe you ask old man! He can testify!"
"Don't talk! Raise your hand!"
"I really don't play for too long, my hands are born."
Cyber grunted, but did n’t mean to raise his hand at all, even spreading his hand towards the police officer carelessly, the whole person leaned on the chair as if there were no bones, where there was the fierceness just now, in He was even joking when he was pointed at by the gun.
"But you know what? Nosy guys, the most annoying."