Chapter 255 Their own justice
It was rare that there was no rain in Gotham today, and we even saw the long-lost sun, but the bright light still could not dispel the ink-like darkness in this land.
On the playground at Evanston High School.
"Last night was so exciting."
Jack held a hamburger in his hand, "There were eight people at that time. I used the gun in my hand, biabiabia, biabiabia, to kill them all."
"I remember it was Amber who beat him to death."
The greenness and immaturity on Clark's face had faded a lot, and the change that last night brought to him was really huge.
Killing with a gun and killing with bare hands are completely different concepts. The reason why he didn't lose his composure was thanks to Amber's continuous mental construction.
It made him firmly believe that what he did was right and was helping those who might be harmed.
"Hey, I killed a few too, okay!"
Jack made a long face, "I still remember the screams of those guys!"
"Well, maybe so."
Clark didn't want to have a pointless argument with him, "Amber, are we going to take action tonight?"
"It's up to you, Clark."
Amber has already finished her breakfast, “Now that you have set your goal, you must have the perseverance to move forward regardless of anything, and the belief that you will not retreat in the face of any storm.
You are still too immature and can be easily influenced by other things. "
"I…"
Clark thought about it and found that it was indeed the case, "I will continue, just like you said."
"Well, I'm just reminding you, don't be too anxious, we still have a long time."
Amber dusted off the debris on his body, "If you continue to go out tonight, you will probably encounter that bat. I told you about him last night. Do you have any thoughts?"
"A weird guy."
Clark shrugged, obviously thinking about this issue, "You are right, only by completely eliminating evil can those innocent people be happy. Simply locking up criminals is actually another kind of indulgence."
"Great answer, you already have your own ideas, which is great."
Amber showed a satisfied smile, "The strength of our power can determine how far we can achieve things, but to change a situation, this alone is not enough.
Clark, you have to equate your name with justice and judgment, so that those evil people only need to think that if they do bad things, they will be sent to meet Satan by you instead of going to jail for a period of time and nothing will happen. there is none left.
This is an injustice to those victims and a violation of justice. "
"But, wouldn't this make me above the law?"
Clark suddenly realized this problem, "Will there be any bad consequences?"
"This is the problem I told you from the beginning."
Amber's expression became serious, "Clark, why are you doing these things? Is it because of the praise and recognition of others?"
Clark was silent for a long time. This question was a bit out of scope for him, but after some self-examination, the conversation that night emerged in his mind bit by bit, becoming more and more clear.
"Only justice does not require recognition from others... Yes, since I have these abilities, I should shoulder the corresponding responsibilities. No matter what others say, I just need to do the right thing."
"Um."
Amber put her hand on his shoulder, "The future is still very long, but you don't have to worry, Jack and I will always accompany you."
"Hey, don't be so gross, okay?"
Jack rubbed his arms exaggeratedly, "I'm not gay!!"
"roll!"
Amber gave him a middle finger gesture.
Time passed quickly while chatting. As the class bell rang, students rushed to the dormitory one after another.
The three of them finished breakfast on the playground and were about to go back to the dormitory to take a rest. After all, they had not officially enrolled yet, but Abraham came over.
His expression was very strange at this time.
"I already know what happened last night. As you know, school is a sacred place, and some things should not appear."
"what?"
Jack stood in front of Clark and Amber with a confused look on his face.
This is a tacit understanding.
"Kid, you know what I'm talking about, the pistol you used to threaten other people last night."
Abraham's expression became serious, "This is a school, a place to learn knowledge."
"Gun? Director of Education, are you confused? How could we have a gun? Who told you? Let him confront us."
Jack no longer concealed himself, "If you really don't believe it, you can search our dormitory, but before making a decision, please consider the consequences."
Abraham's face froze with anger, then turned expressionless.
"You don't seem to be here to study, otherwise you wouldn't have asked how to go out at night in the first place."
He looked at the three people who were intact, and the condescending attitude disappeared from his tone, "Let's make a deal. As long as you don't cause trouble for me in school, then I will give you every subject after one semester." Score an A."
"That's a really good idea."
Jack smiled.
"Then it's a deal. I'll take care of the formalities, so you don't have to come over."
Abraham raised a finger and said, "I only have one request. Don't cause me any more trouble in school."
"It's a deal."
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night.
On the deserted streets, the dim lights not only did not bring any sense of security, but instead made the unseen places darker.
"oh!!!"
Jack, wearing a mask, let himself go, spreading his arms and shouting, "That's awesome!"
In comparison, Amber and Clark were much calmer.
"The place we are going to this time is the other end of the Vince Fenkel Bridge. There is a laundry factory at the end of the bridge, but it is actually a manufacturing base of the Maroni family."
Amber said softly, "The total amount of DP they transport to the entire beautiful country through the Gotham River every year reaches one-tenth of the total. I don't know how many families are broken because of this."
"Justice will be served."
Clark's voice was deep and strong.
He actually still had a partial understanding of what his friend said, but this did not hinder what he was going to do.
As long as you are strong inside, external influences will be insignificant.
While the three were acting, someone in the Batcave discovered their whereabouts through cameras scattered throughout the city, and flew over in a small fighter jet as soon as possible.
As he said, this is money ability.
ten minutes later.
The trio who had just crossed the bridge were warned by a dart fired from the sky.
"Shet! What a big bat!"
Jack yelled something weird, then picked up the pistol and started biabiabia.
Faith shot! ! !