Chapter 8

Chapter 8

"peng"

The gunshot sounded, and the poor worm who was kneeling on the ground shook, then fell on the ground weakly, and blood flowed from his chest. Spread slowly on the ground.

This decisive shot shocked the two guys on the opposite side. The dingo man who held Robin immediately planned to shoot Robin, and then fight Cyber ​​with you, but he detained him. At the moment when the trigger was pulled, Robin's left hand pushed his arm up from below, and a hot bullet passed over the officer's head, followed by two more gunshots.

The bullet that flew from the muzzle accurately hit the chest of the dingo man who was holding Robin 15 meters away, and another bullet hit the one that had been lifted less than 1 second later. Raised the gun, the guy who had aimed, made a hole in his heart.

Robin felt a hot liquid spray from his ears. Then, the body of the villain who was holding him fell weakly to the ground, and the weak police officer fell to the ground. He was breathing quickly. After just experiencing a life-and-death speed, the pain in his whole body surged to his head. He felt that he was really going to die at this moment.

"Hey! Robin, wake up, bastard! I am not here to send you the end! Wake me up!"

A powerful arm lifted the officer from the blood stain When he got up, Cyber ​​used his arm to fix the "good boy" whose body was stomping softly. He patted Robin's face. The police officer's eyes were about to lose focus. This is a symptom of excessive blood loss. That is, at the same moment, two shining cars The lights of light came from the darkness behind, and then there was a rapid stop.

Cyber ​​covered his eyes with his arms. He half-kneeled on the ground, supporting Robin in one hand, and holding the M9 with gunpowder in the other.

"Robin! Robin, what's wrong with you! Heavens!"

The old man ran to Cyber ​​and Robin and snatched Robin from Cyber. The old man looked at him "Good boy", then looked at the four corpses around, the complicated-looking patched Cyber's shoulder, and threw a key to him.

"You go back to the tavern first, I'll take Robin to the hospital, don't worry, I will ask Gordon to make it clear and stay there with peace of mind."

After that, the old man The police officer who was completely unconscious ran to his Pickup. Cyber ​​watched the car start at a speed of 80 miles, moved towards the port, and the nearest hospital rushed over, then disappeared under the street light, youngster relaxed.

Although he is not familiar with Robin, he at least helped the old man a favor, which made him feel at ease for a while. He reached out and took the gun in the hands of the wild dog man to take a look, snorted, Just throw it aside.

"Cheap garbage."

He cursed, then stood up, took out the cigar from the old man from the pocket of his clothes, lit it, and took a deep breath Smoke, then strode to the trash can on the corner of the street, took off the plastic gloves used to eat pizza, and threw the slippery gloves soaked in blood.

He vomited a ring of smoke, glanced back at the blood-filled interface, and then hummed a small note and walked into the darkness.

2 minutes later, a hurried cough came out from under the unsightly Mustang police car that had been smashed. It was the villain who had been pierced in the palm of his hand. He took off his goat mask. It was a thin black man. While holding his pierced palm, he didn't even dare to make a sound.

Just now, he witnessed the entire Cyber's massacre.

He crawled out from the bottom of the car, curled up into a ball, looking at the dead brother, that extreme fear came out from the bottom of his heart, causing his stomach to cramp. The beer he had drunk before the violence started spit out, and his nose and tears poured out together. He was depressed and did not dare to cry. It seemed that the yellow demon was still staying nearby.

After another 2 minutes, he stubbornly covered his palm and stood up, staggering towards the street on the other side, but at the moment he got into the darkness, The cold muzzle touched his forehead.

"Do you think I forgot you? Oyama sheep...no, I don't!"

"No...please...please...give me a chance...please !"

His nose and tears were flowing, and he looked pitiful, but the Cyber's on the other side raised his brow, and when he thought there was a chance, his finger on the trigger moved slightly.

"peng"

"When you tried to kill Robin, you didn't give him a chance."

Cyber ​​looked down The corpse, there is no fluctuation in his eyes, he thinks he is killing the people, uh, well, he just killed a few villains who made fun of human lives. In Gotham, this is not worth mentioning at all, is it?

But at the moment he turned and left, Cyber ​​suddenly turned his head and looked up towards the top of the building on the other side, which was a 5-story building. He felt someone peeping at him. But maybe it was just an illusion, because when he looked over, there was nothing there.

"Well, I'm probably nervous."

Cyber ​​said to himself, and then walked into the darkness, the roof is only cold at night. The wind blew, and 5 minutes later, the re-lit spots of the cigar flashed in the darkness, and then there was the sound of fading footsteps.

"What a vigilant guy, a guy who kills without blinking an eye."

A dark shadow poked his head from the edge of the building. It was a strangely dressed person. The brawny man, he wears black, weird armor that doesn’t look like metal, and the big black cloak. The strangest thing is that he wears a black helmet that looks like a bat on his head, and The two horns were raised likewise, with a black belt still tied around his waist. He looked at the back of Cyber ​​leaving. Under the bat helmet, there were 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 a wounded police officer and a cold-blooded killer obviously attracted his curiosity, but then Cyber ​​shuttled in the dark and harvested the last The actions of a villain made him fall into a subtle sense of sight.

The places he has stayed, the places he has traveled, the places he has blended in and quit.

"Clearly and brutally killed 5 people, when did this kind of person emerge from Gotham Pier?"

This brawny man stood in place, letting the night wind blow by. His cloak showed a flowing black cloud in the darkness. After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind.

"Using violence to control violence...Using violence to bring fear..."

He weighed it for a moment, and then began to run along the top floor area without making even the slightest sound. At the moment he was about to jump, a faint voice appeared in his earpiece. The movement of the big bat stopped, his arms stretched out to the sides, and he silently stopped at the edge of the stairs.

"Falcone..."

The dark guard shook the head. He turned around, rushed to the other direction quickly, and then jumped, his back soft as gauze The moment he fell to the ground, black cloak swelled suddenly, supported by his arms spread out, like two open dragon wings in the wind, carrying him quietly towards the dock area.

Like a real black bat, silent, precise, and deadly.

There, there is a huge drug X transaction going on. He has been following them for a long time. That is the biggest action of the Falcone gang recently, and it has been going on for a long time. He feels that he is getting closer and closer to the truth. It's near.

About the guy who threatened him with a gun 7 years ago and really opened the door to his other world...the biggest cancer in Gotham in his eyes, he wants to get rid of him... He vowed to get rid of him!

Because of his parents, because of everything he has encountered, endured, and abandoned.

He has gone through all kinds of hardships. He once swore an oath that he would change this hopeless Primal Chaos City, and he would change his hometown.

10 minutes later, Cyber ​​walked into the Old Gun Bar third floor window room. He stood by the window and looked at the indifferent night outside. He stretched out his hand and took off his jacket and sat by the window. On his chair, he picked up the raw beef from the refrigerator, cut it with a knife, and put it into his mouth piece by piece.

He is very hungry...He has 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 frantically devouring the beef that has just been swallowed. , A large piece of beef was eaten in less than 3 minutes, and then he picked up the large red sausage at hand, biting and chewing.

"Um...I'm exhausted."

Cyber ​​finished a red sausage and patted his stomach with satisfaction, then walked into the bathroom and took a hot bath comfortably , Fell on the bed and soon entered the chaotic and broken dreamland, but within 2 minutes, a violent gunshot sounded at the dock outside the bar.

Cyber ​​was awakened instantly, his eyes opened suddenly, his body bounced off the bed like a spring, lying on the window like a shadow, the silver white pistol was already held With it in his hand, he glanced out. In the distant dock area, some of the lights had been extinguished, but the tail flames of the bullets were like flowers blooming in the dark.

This sudden hustle and bustle pierced the dark tranquility.

"At this time? Hmm...it looks a bit fun."

Cyber ​​picked up the blood-stained coat and disliked the twitched nose, but still put it on It’s not a good idea to wear a white shirt to go out in this night. He flipped through the old man’s counter and put the revolver he had taken from the previous gangster in his pocket. Then he walked out of the bar and quickly walked towards the War Zone.

Cyber ​​is not a lunatic. If necessary, he would not be willing to be close to the battlefield that may be hit by stray bullets at any time, but the firepower of the old man is too poor. He desperately needs a little "formidable power" "The stuff.

Not only because of the old man’s employment, Robin’s experience has been told to him, Gotham, this city of depraved law and order is a bit too dangerous, and if he doesn’t want to accept it, he has to find a way to polish his own dog. tooth.

Before others hurt him, let him see the smell of bloodshed.

The brave people have always had good luck. Just when Cyber ​​was near the War Zone, a fatty gasping for breath in a brown jacket moved towards him and he ran over. Cyber’s eyes lit up, that The fatty who lose one's head out of fear holds in his hands and looks like a good thing.

At least it is much better than the revolver toy which is quickly polished by the rifling in his hand.

"Hi, friend, where are you going?"