Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path: 8. Gunfire hustle and bustle
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"Bang"
The gunshots sounded, and the poor bug kneeling on the ground swayed, and then fell to the ground, unable to lie prone, the blood flowing from his chest and spreading slowly on the ground.
This decisive shot left the two guys on the opposite side stunned. The wild dog holding the Robin immediately planned to shoot and kill Robin, and then fight with Cyber for a life and death, but just when he pulled the trigger For a moment, Robin's left hand pushed his arm up from below, and a hot bullet ran across the officer's head, followed by two gunshots.
The bullet that flew out of the muzzle accurately hit the chest of the wild dog who held the Robin 15 meters away. Another bullet hit the one who had raised the gun in less than 1 second. The guy who was already aiming opened a hole in his heart.
Robin felt a hot liquid squirt out of his ears, and then, the body of the villain holding him fell to the ground weakly, and the weak police officer also fell to the ground, he breathed quickly. After just experiencing a life-and-death speed, the pain in his body flooded his head, and he felt that he was really dying at this moment.
"Hi! Robin, wake up, bastard! I'm not here to end you! Wake me up!"
A strong arm lifted the police officer from the blood stains. Cyber fixed the "good son" who stepped on the body with his arm. He patted the face of Robin. The officer ’s eyes were about to lose focus. This is The symptoms of excessive blood loss, that is, at the same time, two shining lights of the car lights came from the darkness behind, and then there was a rushing stop.
Cyber covered his eyes with his arms. He knelt on the ground, holding Robin in one hand, and M9, which was emitting smoke, in the other hand.
"Robin! What's wrong with Robin! God!"
old man ran to Cyber and Robin, snatched Robin from Cyber, the old man looked at his "good son", then looked at the four bodies around him, and patted Cyber's with a complex look And threw a key to him.
"You go back to the tavern first. I will take Robin to the hospital. Don't worry, I will go to Gordon to make it clear and stay there with peace of mind."
After finishing talking, old man ran towards his Pickup with a completely unconscious police officer. Cyber watched the car start at a speed of 80 miles, rushed towards the nearest hospital in the port, and disappeared into the street light Next, the young man was relieved.
Although he was not familiar with Robin, he at least helped old man, which made him feel a little relieved. He reached out to take a look at the firearm in the wild dog male ’s hand and snorted. Aside.
"Cheap garbage."
He scolded, then stood up, took out the cigar that had come from old man from the pocket of his clothes, lit it, took a deep breath of smoke, and then strode to the trash can on the corner, put his hand The plastic gloves worn on the pizza were taken off, and the gloves that were covered with blood stains and slippery were thrown into it.
He vomited a smoke ring, glanced back at the blood-filled interface, and then hummed into the darkness.
Two minutes later, a loud cough came out from under the smashed wild horse police car. It was the villain who had pierced his palm. He had removed the goat mask from his face. When he came down, it was a thin black man, he was covering his pierced palm, but he didn't dare to make a sound.
Just now, he witnessed the massacre of Cyber's.
He crawled out of the bottom of the car, curled up into a ball, and looked at his dead brother. The extreme fear emerged from the bottom of his heart, making his stomach cramp before the violence began. The drunk beer spit out, his nose and tears rushed out together, he suppressed the dare to cry, it seemed that the demon of the yellow race was still nearby.
After another two minutes, he stood up with his palms covered in difficulty, staggering towards the street on the other side, but the moment he got into the darkness, the cold gun It touched his forehead.
"Do you think I forgot you? Oyama sheep ... no, I don't have it!"
"No ... please ... please ... give me a chance ... please!"
His nose and tears flowed, and he looked very pitiful, but the opposite Cyber's raised his eyebrows, and when he thought there was still a chance, his finger on the trigger moved slightly.
"Bang"
"When you tried hard to kill Robin, you never gave him a chance."
Cyber looked at the fallen body. There were no fluctuations in his eyes. He thought he was killing the people. Uh, well, he just killed a few villains who made fun of his life. In Gotham, This is not worth mentioning, is it?
But at the moment when turned was about to leave, Cyber suddenly turned back and looked up to the roof on the other side. It was a small 5-storey building. He felt someone watching him, but maybe it was just a Illusion, because when he looked at the past, there was nothing there.
"Well, it ’s probably nervous."
Cyber said to himself, and then walked into the darkness. Only the cold wind that was deleted at night on the top of the building blew through. After 5 minutes, the light of the cigar in the darkness flashed again. Death, then it sounded, the sound of footsteps.
"It's such a vigilant guy, a guy who doesn't blink without killing."
The dark shadow protruded his head from the edge of the building. It was a brawny man in an unusually weird outfit. He was wearing black, weird armor, and it did n’t look like metal, and he had a **** cloak. It ’s weird that he has a black helmet like a bat on his head, and two horn-like protrusions, and a black belt around his waist. He looked at the back of Cyber, the bat. Under the helmet, there is a pair of indifferent eyes.
It looks like a bat with arms folded in the dark, darker than the dark night sky.
He arrived here quietly when Cyber rescued Robin. The combination of an injured police officer and a cold-blooded killer clearly attracted his curiosity, but then, Cyber shuttled in the dark and harvested the last villain ’s move. , But let him fall into a subtle sense of both eyes.
Places where he has stayed, places he has traveled to, places he has merged into and retreated from.
"Simply neatly, cruelly and murderously killed 5 people. When did such a person appear on the Gotham terminal?"
The strong man stood on the spot, letting the night wind blow through his cloak, showing a stream of dark clouds in the darkness. After a while, he seemed determined.
"Control violence with violence ... use violence to bring fear ..."
He weighed for a moment, and began to run along the top floor area, but he did n’t make a slight sound, but at the moment he was about to jump, a faint sound appeared in his headset, the big bat ’s As soon as the movement stopped, his arms stretched to both sides, stopping silently at the edge of the stairs.
"Falcone ..."
The dark guard shook his head. He turned around and sprinted in the other direction quickly, and then leapt forward. The black gauze like soft gauze on the back suddenly expanded when he fell to the ground. With his arms spread out as support, it seemed like two open dragon wings in the wind, carrying him silently toward the dock.
Like a real black bat, silent, accurate, and deadly.
There is a huge poison X deal in progress. He has been following them for a long time. That is the biggest action of the Falcone gangster recently, and it has lasted for a long time. He feels that he is getting closer and closer to the truth.
About the guy who threatened him with a gun 7 years ago and really opened the door to another world ... the biggest cancer in Gotham, he wants to get rid of him ... he vows to get rid of it Drop him!
Because of his parents, because of everything he has encountered, endured, and abandoned.
He has gone through all kinds of hardships. He once made an oath that he wants to change this chaotic city that has no hope, and he wants to change his hometown.
After 10 minutes, Cyber walked into the room with the Old Gun Bar third floor window. He stood by the window and looked at the cold night outside the window. He reached out and took off his coat, sitting on the chair by the window, and picked it up from the refrigerator. The raw beef taken out is cut with a knife and put into the mouth piece by piece.
He is very hungry ... There is a special kind of hunger in his body. He has never felt before. He feels that every muscle and every cell in his body is madly eating the beef that has just been swallowed, a big piece The beef was eaten up in less than 3 minutes, and then he picked up the large red intestine at hand, biting and chewing.
"Um ... tired."
After eating one red sausage, Cyber patted his stomach satisfactorily, then walked into the bathroom, took a hot bath comfortably, fell on the bed and quickly entered a chaotic dream, but no After 2 minutes, a violent gunshot sounded at the pier outside the bar.
Cyber was awakened instantly, his eyes splayed open, his body popped out of the bed like a spring, and he was lying beside the window like a shadow, and the silver pistol was already in his hand. He glanced out. In the far dock area, part of the lights had gone out, but the tail flames of the bullets were like blooming flowers in the dark.
The sudden hustle and bustle pierced the darkness and tranquility.
"At this time? Hmm ... it looks a little fun."
Cyber picked up the blood-stained coat and sniffed his nose in disgust, but still put it on. In such a dark night, going out in a white shirt is not a good idea. He turned over at the old man counter, put the left wheel he had taken from the previous gangster in his pocket, then walked out of the bar and quickly walked towards the war zone.
Cyber is not a lunatic. If necessary, he will not be willing to be close to the battlefield that may be hit by stray bullets at any time, but the firepower of old man here is too poor, and he urgently needs a "powerful" thing.
Not only because of the employment of old man, Robin has told him what happened to Gotham. This corrupted city is a little too dangerous. If he does n’t want to suffer, he has to find a way to polish his fangs.
Before others hurt him, let him see the smell of bleeding.
And the brave man has always had good luck. When Cyber approached the war zone, a fat man in a brown jacket ran towards him breathlessly. Cyber's eyes lit up, and the panicked fat man was in his hands. Holding it, it looks like a good thing.
At least much better than the revolver toy, whose rifling is smooth in his hands.
"Hi, friend, where are you going?"