Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

In the end, Seber was not ashamed to drive away the handsome silver-gray limited edition Lamborghini, which is the disguise tool of Playboy Status Bruce. One of the reasons is that the design concept of that car is not mainly practical, and it is too cool to drive. , cyber doesn't like this feeling

So what he drove away was a low-key Dodge SUV, his favorite black color, full of power, and most importantly, there were two hidden compartments in the car, just enough to store the armor and guns and knives, and when he returned When we arrived at the "Hoke Villa" in the dock area, it was noon, and there was still music coming from the white villa.

That was his younger brother Kevin entertaining his two "girlfriends".

After the big battle, a relaxation is needed, and Saibo doesn't mind Kevin's unrestrained behavior. This kid has proved himself in previous battles. He has broken through the shackles of self-fear. At least on the spiritual level, he is already a qualified warrior again.

The rest can be cultivated slowly, and Saibo's trip is imminent. Kevin can just use this period of time to recuperate from his injuries. He also contacted two wounded mercenaries who stayed in Gotham to teach him some basic tactics , at least learn to use firearms.

Saber drove the new car into the garage, and he opened the door and walked out, not knowing what it would take for Kevin to learn this, but he needed help, no doubt about it.

Rescued Bruce Wayne, the Wayne family rewarded him generously. On his first night in Gotham, he read from Dad's newspaper about Wayne Industries injecting capital into the Docklands in an attempt to revitalize the place. Therefore, the Wayne family simply gave 5% of the shares of the upcoming terminal company to Saibo. This is a lot of money, and most importantly, as long as Wayne Industries does not suddenly die With these shares, Cyber ​​can live comfortably for a lifetime.

Of course, this is still a long way from being rich, but at least it saved him from that life like duckweed.

"Boss, you're back, would you like a drink?"

Kevin was holding a can of wine, leaning against the garage, his arm was still covered with a thick bandage, but it didn't affect his movement anymore, but judging from his slightly flushed face, this kid already had 3 points Drunk, he looks like he's having a good time with those two chicks he met at Bruce's birthday party.

Saber shook his head, opened the back door of the car, and yelled while packing his things,

"Kevin, take the boxes out of my room and settle down with your friends, I have something to say to you."

"Okay, boss, just wait a moment!"

A few minutes later, the loud music in the room stopped, and Kevin walked into the garage carrying a large suitcase with some difficulty in one hand. He handed the suitcase to Saber, and then stood quietly aside.

For Saibo, Kevin's senses are very complicated. At first they were enemies, then they were collaborators trading information with each other, and finally they became partners again, especially after the war ended 4 days ago, Kevin There was also a feeling of gratitude and fear for Cyber.

Gratitude is because Seber avenged Ed, and fear is because the longer he spends with Seber, the more he can feel the complexity and mystery of this person, and the strong oppression of this person, just like a newly recruited employee It's like facing an unsmiling BOSS.

Saibo reached out and picked up the big box, and put it in the trunk of the car. It was a salute he had prepared yesterday, a few clothes, the old man Toafu got him a passport, etc. He pulled down the trunk, Then he took out his wallet and handed the black bank card he got from Jamie to Kevin.

"It's the expenses for your activities during the time I've been away. It's not a lot of money, but it's enough to support me when I come back."

Kevin took the card, he didn't speak, but he instinctively felt that Seber had other things to say to him, a few seconds later, Seber lit two cigarettes for himself and Kevin, the two smokers sat On the green wooden box in the corner, whispering other things while puffing and puffing.

"We killed Ducat, but we both know we didn't completely destroy the Shadow Warrior."

Saibo flicked the cigarette ash in his hand, reached out and patted Kevin on the shoulder,

"This city is still there. According to the behavior of those people, they will come back sooner or later. At that time, it's up to you to avenge your brother's blood. If others avenge you, how can you take revenge yourself? "

"Head, don't pat my wound next time, it hurts!"

Kevin covered his arms and grinned, then he took off the cigarette butt from the corner of his mouth, put it on the ground and stomped it out fiercely. Under the slightly long hair, there was a pair of slightly hazy eyes.

"I know, I will ask those two veterans for advice. Next time, I will come in person!"

In less than a week, Kevin's mental state has undergone earth-shaking changes. Seber, who was quietly observing him, nodded. This is the real battle and victory, and the changes it can bring to a young man. After experiencing death and killing, he has truly grown up!

His inner child died when Ed was shot, and under Seb's guidance, a real man rose from that corpse.

"very good!"

Saibo stood up, patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, and told Kevin, "In the future, we will also have a share in the dock area. You can find some trustworthy friends during this period of time and ask those two veterans for advice. Tactics, I don’t want to see guys like Jamie appearing in the pier area that has finally calmed down after I come back.”

With a stroke of his hand,

"You can use the weapons here, but don't cause big trouble. Director Gordon is not a good talker."

Kevin nodded, straightened his body,

"I understand, boss, I will protect this place for you, no one can step into your territory!"

"It's us!"

Saber glanced at him, threw him a cigarette,

"Remember, man Kevin, you are a free man, we are all free, no one is worth everything, not even me, I am not interested in these things, but if you operate well enough, You can also become one of the big bosses in the darkness of this city, with the relationship of the Wayne family here, as long as you don't go too far, no one will come to trouble us."

Saibo put the sunglasses on his chest on his face, covering half of his face, he waved to Kevin,

"As long as you don't forget why you came to me and the oath you swore to Ed, well I'm off and don't forget to check out the Old Gun pub where the workers are redecorating , don’t let it cause trouble again, or Dad will really kill me.”

These words made Kevin stunned for a moment. He didn't let out a breath until the black SUV in front of him drove out of the garage and disappeared at the end of the road. Kevin sniffled, then scratched his head, and finally reached out to open his The green wooden box beside him contained 10 brand new black pistols neatly placed inside.

He took one out of it, put it on the cover, rubbed it with his fingers, felt the icy temperature of the weapon in his hand, and a flame appeared in his eyes. Once present, it can no longer be eradicated.

That flame is called ambition.

Gotham's dark boss?

Kevin pursed his lips. The young man thought this idea was cool. Saibo also said that he couldn't just live for revenge. He finally became the assistant of the "Red Devil" and fought against the difficult shadow warrior. After blood on his hands, he also needs to have his own life and future, doesn't he?

And just as Cyber ​​was humming happily and driving on the interstate highway to Star City, another existence that he had almost forgotten stood in front of another gate, ready to greet him. An uncertain future.

"boom"

The exquisite mahogany gate was pushed open, a guy with a sack on his head was dragged into the house by two well-trained soldiers, and thrown on the gorgeous carpet, the soldiers left afterward, so this was the only one left in the room There was a guy on the ground struggling to remove the burlap bag, and a middle-aged man sitting behind the desk in front of him.

With a bruised nose and a swollen face, Jamie struggled to take off the burlap bag on top of his head. He was panting heavily, and his face still had scars and blood stains from the beating. It's just a constant hassle.

He brought his younger brother Boshkin, who was still in treatment, to Canada all the way, planning to seek refuge with the powerful Russian gangsters here. However, on the night when he just settled down, a group of soldiers in black with live ammunition rushed into the room and killed him. Kidnapped with his comatose brother.

The next 3 days were continuous interrogations. In a completely dark room with only one bright desk lamp. After the continuous and messy questions and interrogations, Jamie had completely lost his perception of time, but for those things Regarding the biggest secret in his heart, this Siberian who grew up in the ice and snow chose to remain silent.

For this, he almost paid the price with his life.

Jamie, who escaped from death, was lying on the ground, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him who was sorting out the documents slowly. The guy was wearing a brown coat with a black sweater inside, and he had short brown hair scattered on top of his head. A pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, combined with his wrinkled face and growing beard, gave him an aura of calmness and prestige.

This should be a soldier.

"Well, Mr. Jamie Cloven, isn't it?"

The man asked in a gentle tone. Jamie took a deep breath. The gangster who had been in the United States for more than ten years tried to calm himself down. After a few seconds, he nodded with difficulty,

"Yes, it's me, are you?"

"Let's get to know each other first. I'm the person in charge here. You can call me General Stryker."

The middle-aged man sitting behind the wooden table took off his glasses and put his hands on his chin. He looked at Jamie and said his purpose without too much tact.

"I'm sorry to invite you here in this way, but it's a matter of urgency. Tell me, the story about this letter!"

Stryker gently threw out a yellowed letter in his hand, and it fell on the floor. Jamie knew what Stryker really wanted to ask without even looking at it. He took another deep breath. In a calm tone, he stared at Stryker, who looked easy to talk, and said word by word,

"What you want is about the origin of this letter, right?"

"This is when Poshkin and I were teenagers 27 years ago. At that time, we were still living in a mountain village in the deepest part of the Siberian Great Plain. It was found on a cliff, it is very valuable, we have also tried to find the "base" mentioned in this letter, but we found nothing, but I am sure, it is hidden near that cliff back then, you want to find it, yes Bar?"

Stryker looked at the appalling Russian in front of him with cold eyes. He heard a trace of firmness from Jamie's tone. After weighing the weight of the two in his heart, a smile appeared on the corner of Stryker's mouth. He frankly say,

"Of course, I'm really curious about where the base of the former Soviet Union's "Super Soldier Project" is located, so let's talk, Mr. Jamie, how can you tell me the location of that cliff?"

"Heal my younger brother Poshkin, he is still very young, he should not live in such a pathetic and cowardly manner, I have only one request!"

Jamie struggled to stand up, the pain in his body made him tremble uncontrollably, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "The day I see Poshkin recovers, I will take you to that place immediately, and I can guarantee that even if You found the hometown of me and Poshkin, and it is difficult for you to accurately find the cliff in the vast snowfield, but I can... When I left there, I left some signs that only I could understand."

Stryker nodded noncommittally, he put his glasses on, then stood up, reaching out to Jamie,

"I just read Mr. Poshkin's injury report, tsk tsk, severe concussion, comminuted fracture of fingers, contusion of the spine, and most importantly, damaged brain tissue. This doesn't look like a fall... If necessary, I can use a little "means" to avenge poor Mr. Poshkin."

Jamie's eyes lit up, he reached out and took Stryker's hand,

"That would be great!"

"Very good, Mr. Jamie! Then congratulations on becoming a member of the "Weapon X" project!"