Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

In the dark living room, Sable was grabbed by the collar and lifted up. Batman, the fear symbol of Gotham, was trying to lift his body from the sofa, but it was useless.

Bruce felt a stronger force than before. Siber sat on the sofa without changing his movements. He looked at Bruce calmly,

"This is a battle of ideas, but my starting point this time is really for the people of Narrow Island, and I am even willing to spend my own money to build a residential complex for them on Narrow Island, just like you once hired me, and I also Hired them...with a settled life."

"You have also seen what the wharf area looks like under the management of Kevin and his devil gang. I will make Narrow Island look like this. Equal exchange. If you want to get a new life, you have to pay some price, right? "

Seber gently held Bruce's left hand, exerted strength slowly, and finally forced his wrist to leave his collar. The whole process was very smooth, without a trace of fireworks, but from the pincer-like fingers, Bruce felt the tension in front of him. The more ferocious power flowing in this man's body now.

Cyber ​​is stronger!

Bruce could feel that the current him might no longer be Seber's opponent.

"I'm helping you stabilize the city, Bruce... Although my starting point may be selfish, I can guarantee that I have no intention of making this city worse. You can continue to observe Narrow Island. If it It didn't get better like I said, you can come over and question me at any time, punish me..."

"Look at the result when you do things. If the result is good, it is good. Why care about the process?"

Saber tilted his head, he looked at the angry Batman in front of him, he scratched his head,

"I said, Bruce, can we get down to business?"

Batman took a deep breath, looked at the piece of paper in front of him, glanced twice, and sat back on the sofa,

"I'm looking forward to your assistant Kevin, can you do what you promised? Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Seber straightened his body, put his arms on his knees, lit a cigarette, and in the smoke, he said,

"Of course it's about the mutants that came to Gotham, they're coming for me, Bruce, I killed one, but I don't know how many of them are left, you need your help, you just have to Help me find them, and I'll take care of the rest."

"It kind of makes me wonder, what the hell happened to you in New York? The Brotherhood of Mutants, I guess, right?"

Seber didn't answer, but the terrible expression on his face proved everything, Bruce Wayne's voice had a trace of unconcealable curiosity, he put away the piece of paper that Seber handed him, Turning to the window, he turned his head,

"Are you sure you can handle them?"

"So what if you're not sure? My Bruce."

Saibo leaned on the sofa, "This is not your kind of petty fight. If you really want to fight, you will kill yourself. I know you will definitely not be able to pass your own level, so let me do it anyway. They're not natives of Gotham either, oh yes, I promise, they won't hurt any innocent people!"

"Then remember your promise!"

The figure of Batman leaped lightly, and disappeared into the window like a shadow, "Don't challenge my bottom line again, Cyber, this is the last time."

For this warning, Seber is noncommittal. When there is no conflict, he will naturally not be willing to fight Batman to the death, but if he is really on the opposite side, he will definitely not hold back. At the stage, the two people had no direct conflict of interest, especially after Seber caused such a violent incident, Bruce Wayne could tolerate it.

This fully shows that Batman is not without weaknesses.

As Saibo said, if his imagination really comes true, then at least the docklands and the narrow island can settle down quickly. This is consistent with Bruce Wayne's original intention of becoming Batman, so he is willing to give Saibo A chance to prove himself.

Just like what Saibo said just now, the result is what matters, and sometimes, the process really needs to be ignored.

Of course, if Seber had committed a horrific massacre tonight, the conversation between the two would definitely not be so easy.

Cyber's strength has risen sharply, but it is still not at the level of crushing, especially standing on the opposite side of an existence like Bruce. The resources he has are beyond imagination of Cyber. If Batman is really angry, even if It is the current Cyber, and it is already the best result to be able to escape Gotham safely.

Son of Gotham, this adjective is really not for nothing.

As for how terrifying the resources Batman controls, after 15 minutes, he really realized it.

A message was sent to his mobile phone, which was a special mobile phone given to him by Stark. In the year 2000, Stark, a geek, developed the touch-type smart phone that Seber remembered, although It's just a prototype, but Cyber ​​is very easy to use.

He clicked on the text message, and a line of words came into view,

"Quebec Branch of the Mutant Brotherhood, 5 people: Huffman, Derek, Black Dart, Snake Control, Plaice, in the basement of 643 7th Avenue, West City."

The number, location, and even the names of the people were all clear. Seber pursed his lips. No wonder Batman can always appear at the crime scene with exceptional precision. It seems that he must have some kind of surveillance system. means of the city.

I still underestimate him.

And in this news, there is a black line under the name of "Black Dart", which means that it has been killed. Obviously, Black Dart is the short man who tried to attack Cyber ​​and was killed instead.

"Hey, I'm coming then, babies!"

Saibo let out a deep laugh, and a moment later, a low roar came out from the garage of the villa. The dark red ghost warrior, riding on a thick black heavy locomotive, was flying at lightning speed in the middle of the night. Afterwards, they galloped all the way towards Gotham's West District.

The black Tomahawk has been perfectly refitted. Not only is a bulletproof special material shell installed on the body, but also a small "stealth" device is installed, just like the one used by the Batmobile. Inside, the sound of the locomotive can be guaranteed to be kept to a minimum, and to be honest, in the city, it is impossible for Sable to speed up to this speed.

That was a desperate attempt.

At this time, in a dimly lit basement in Xicheng District, several people were gathering together and discussing things. The guy who was high-spirited before is now like an eggplant beaten by frost, and the face of the feminine Parsel is covered with beatings. There were bruises, and there was a gash on the cheek where the sharp batarang brushed, and if Bruce's hand shook even a little, he would lose an eye.

"Black Dart is dead, and Plaice is looking for his body. It is still uncertain whether he was killed by Cyber ​​Hawk, but I think we should prepare for the worst."

Derek, tall and thin, with weird blue hair and wearing a very trendy ripped suit, collided his fingers, and the fingers that turned into sharp blades made a clang sound. He was the one who ambushed Batman in the dark before. Only then did the beaten and embarrassed Parsel escape.

In fact, the poisonous snake manipulated by the Parsel can't get close to Batman at all. After the transformation of the armor, as long as Batman is willing, the interface inside the armor can emit a strong paralyzing current, coupled with the sudden drop in temperature in Gotham, Let the poisonous snakes of the Parsel become lazy, and there is no way to pose a threat to Batman who attacks fast like the wind.

In short, the Parsel, who has always been pretentious, is ashamed this time.

"You mean, that Cyber ​​is hiding his strength?"

The bear-like Huffman was still naked at this temperature, holding half a hamburger in his hand, munching, and said thoughtfully,

"It's true...Although Black Dart is a poor bastard, he is also an outstanding delta-level mutant. It seems that the boss got the wrong information this time, and that bat is very troublesome. The Parsel just went out to buy it. Everything can be targeted by him, and it seems that some forces are monitoring the city...we have to prepare to retreat."

The rough man stuffed half of the hamburger he was holding into his mouth, clapped his hands,

"I'm really not reconciled! Bastard! Boss Asazo will definitely be upset this time."

"This is also impossible."

The Parsel grinned and touched his feminine face, his triangular eyes were narrowed, looking like a poisonous snake ready to jump up and bite at any time, he grinned,

"Go back and report to the boss, we will bring more people over to settle accounts together, including that damned black bat! I will feed it to my poisonous snake!"

"Hmph, you're always self-righteous, so you're late now, aren't you?"

Huffman taunted the Parsel ruthlessly, "If you had gone with Hei Dart at that time, such a damn thing wouldn't have happened. At least you might have come back alive."

"Maybe we'll die there too!"

Derek breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the gloomy Gotham sky outside the window, and he always had a vague bad feeling in his heart. For the mutants themselves, their society is full of various trends of thought, and Derek belongs to the relatively The superstitious kind, and his perception had saved his life more than once.

He always felt that this matter could not end so easily.

"After the plaice comes back, let's leave here immediately!"

Derek turned to his two companions and said, "I have a bad feeling in my heart...If we don't leave, we may...not be able to leave."

"snort?"

The gloomy Parsel glanced at him with inverted triangular eyes, and he sneered in a bad mood,

"You coward!"

"What did you say?"

Derek felt that his kindness had fed the dog, but just as he stood up, two small things like silver medicine pots were thrown in from the only window in the basement, hitting the ground, shining brightly under the dim light. With a strange light, the next moment, green gas rushed out of the medicine tank with its own small air pump, and in an instant, it filled the entire not-so-big basement room.

"Ahem, hell! What is this?"

"Run! Someone is coming!"

Derek waved his hands outward, and his arms turned into two sharp black blades. All the existing scenery in front of him began to distort rapidly. Under the ravages of high-concentration fear gas, he even felt short of breath. , he rushed towards the gate frantically, and Huffman behind him also completed the animal transformation, but Huffman, who relied on strength for food, did not run away with Derek, but turned around and scuffled with the trembling Parsel standing there into a ball.

The Parsel also seemed to go crazy, throwing out the dozen or so poisonous snakes on his body. Those disgusting and highly poisonous creatures crawled on the ground, and several of them had already bit Huffman under the command of the Parsel. on the body.

"You bastards! Are you crazy?"

Derek cursed, turned around and continued to run forward, but at this moment, two shiny green things smashed into the basement, making a clanging sound on the ground.

The Parsel, who was knocked down by Huffman, couldn't help screaming when he saw the two things spinning on the ground. Derek turned around suddenly, and saw that the two things had been pulled away. The bolted green grenade, in the light green mist, looked so horrifying and...crazy.

Who the hell did this mess offend?

"Damn it!"

"boom!"