Chapter 36: Untravelled journey

The "Assault" of Narrow Island was in full swing. The Gotham local TV station continued to broadcast the news about the slum that was usually forgotten for three days. Many locals frowned and thought for a long time. Then I realized that there was such a place in the bustling city of Gotham.
More than 30 people died, including Gotham’s most famous doctor and the dean of Arkham’s ghost place, and the former King of Gotham’s Dark World, who ruled Falconi, a half of Gotham for more than 20 years, It is said that a bullet pierced his heart. When people found him, the blood in his body was almost running out, and the death was terrible.
It is said that the sewers of the entire city were poisoned by a group of gangsters with ulterior motives, but the Gotham city government immediately stood up to rumor that the city’s drinking water was not damaged, and the old mayor even took a sip in the live broadcast. The water picked up from the reservoir proves the safety of the city.
Of course, there are also some folk legends, such as Batman, what red villains and other villains, but no one stood up to wash it all for them, and Rachel, who knew everything, returned to her work unit in a low-key, but was surprised Found his boss, the man who almost became her boyfriend, has been missing for almost 4 days.
Explosions, gun battles, large numbers of deaths, fires, etc., these words are like touching the G-points of the prettier people who are pretending to be on weekdays, various comments, various people who have not heard of it before jump out , Pointing fingers in front of the TV screen, one accusing the other, the other accusing the others.
Gotham in a pool of stagnant water, because of this regrettable event, made the city wind and rain, and even the Gotham police station, which is almost an incompetent representative in this matter, also stood up to symbolically strengthen the whole The security of the city, it seems that the city has restored a proper order for a while.
However, in the place where the sunlight is not available, it is still gray, and even worse things have happened than before.
"boom"
Jamie, who had a swollen nose and a swollen face, was lifted up by the collar. In his mansion in the deepest part of the dock area, two guards with broken hands and feet were lying on the luxurious carpet, and there were still heavy objects on the back of the head. The traces of blood penetrated into the hand-woven wool blanket. After the blood was fully sucked, the fluff seemed to be blocked even by its own color.
A piece of blood red.
Cyber ​​looked at the gang leader who had been beaten to lose consciousness indifferently. He scorned his lips in disdain. All along, it was such a guy that forced the dad to almost lose everything. It was also that he found someone to ambush him. Cyber ​​died in the black alley of the quayside.
But Cyber ​​didn’t hate him, there was nothing to hate. He killed his subordinates, and he retaliated. This is a normal rule in the dark world. The only thing he hates is that Jamie got him involved. Everything is awful.
Two days ago, Cyber ​​had talked with Kevin once. From him, it was Jamie who revealed Cyber’s address to Klein in order to borrow a knife to kill people. As a result, his borrowed knife was broken by Cyber. Even himself, because of this stupid behavior, has stood on the edge of the cliff.
"You...who...who is it!"
Jamie's collar was choked by Saber's hands. His left arm hung down in an unnatural way. It was the result of being hit by a wine bottle. His face was full of traces of fists. His eyes were full of cyan, which was the result of being punched in the eye socket, and this pain was not only physical but also psychological.
Jamie couldn't bear his own nest and was easily broken by a guy with a hemostatic bandage on his face, carrying a knife, although this was at night, despite his recent fall due to Falconi's fall and the entire The quayside is solid and slack, but this should not happen!
In his "private kingdom", this should not happen!
Cyber ​​looked at the gangster in front of him, and he suddenly felt a tasteless taste, as if he was used to meat, and suddenly came back to eat a bite of greens. This kind of feeling was terrible. He looked at the miserable Jamie, Watching his old dog paralyzed on the carpet as if his spine had been broken, he lost all interest.
He let go of his hands and let Jamie lie on the ground to gasp. He turned back and sat on a luxurious sofa. He reached out and opened a bottle of unopened vodka from the table. He sniffed gently, and then gave himself a sip .
The familiar taste was like a cold stream of water flowing straight into the throat, and then transformed into a blazing flame. He exhaled freely and put the knife in his hand aside.
He didn’t wear the dark red armor, but he wore a black casual outfit. He looked like a slightly thin yellow man, leaning his arms on the sofa, he looked at Jamie,
"You might not believe it...I'm just a guy in a bar."
Jamie raised his head violently, staring at him tightly, and Cyber ​​narrowed his eyes and snapped his fingers.
"Yes, that is the bar you want. I killed the person you sent, and I killed your brother Poshkin. I also know that you shot four gunmen to get rid of me, you know. Well, you have nothing to do with this. I understand your thoughts. Here is your site. You don’t allow a force that doesn’t belong to you to appear here. I know...but you shouldn’t have to be. Because the gang is stirring together."
Saiber put the wine bottle in his hand on the table, he bent down and looked at Jamie,
"You reached out, so I want to cut your hand!"
He took a deep breath and leaned on the sofa again, shrugging,
"Oh, yes, Klein is dead, you know... that's what I did!"
"I pushed him off the fifth floor, and Falconi died in that chaos, so look at me, Jamie, and tell me, how do you deal with me?"
"How do you deal with someone more ruthless, fiercer and stronger than you?"
The anger in Jamie’s eyes almost boiled, but he and Boshkin could go all the way from the poor boy who stole to the famous gangster in Gotham. He would not be a brave man. He was breathing quickly, and his flexible and vicious head, which was completely incompatible with his muscular body, was rolling ideas.
Eventually, he lowered his head and admitted.
"You're willing to tell me so much, it means you didn't want to kill me... I admit that I can't deal with you, I admit defeat! I will leave Gotham with Boshkin tomorrow, what do you want, To let go of me and my brother?"
"Oh, look, a smart man! Like you, there are few Gothams now."
Saibo didn't care to lift the wine bottle to fill his mouth, he shook his head, "You should be glad that there is a person in this city that I can't afford to temporarily, well, let's go, I let you go , But I’m about to be fired soon. An unemployed nomad can’t live in this city. I’m short of money... Jamie, do you understand what I mean?

A trace of struggling flashed across Jamie's embarrassed face, but looking at Serge's narrowed eyes, it reminded him of those outside the most remote mountain village of the vast Siberian plain where he and Poshkin were born Snowfield wolves, when they followed the old hunters in the village to go hunting, their brothers faced the dangerous beasts more than once.
Faced with a hungry snowfield wolf, the best way is to throw the hard prey you have in your hands, so as not to become the mouth of these crazy beasts tortured by hunger.
He and his younger brother have done the same, 3-4 times, and now it's just doing it again.
Jamie let out a sigh of relief, and finally nodded in the face of Cyber, so the pressure disappeared in an instant, and the Russians felt the change of momentum, and he was finally relieved.
Finally... survived!
For people like them walking in the dark, is it the best result to survive? Life is like this, you always have to use something to change something, nothing more than a question of worthlessness.
Five minutes later, Cyber ​​had two more cards in his hand. That was Jamie and Poshkin’s life money. He looked back at the top of the mansion, a man wearing a black armor and a black cloak. Standing there, facing him.
Cyber ​​gestured a rude gesture towards the shadow, and then strode toward the old pickup of the old father. After a while, the mansion returned to calm again, and the shadow soon disappeared.
Cyber ​​kept his promise. He didn't kill. Of course, the guards who had their hands and feet interrupted might have to spend the rest of their lives on crutches, and Jamie might have some way to retaliate back, but it didn't matter.
He doesn't care about an opponent who was easily destroyed once by him, or if he can retaliate, he must allow others to retaliate. He is a very open-minded person. He will not arbitrarily ask his opponent to tie his hands and beat him.
No kidding, he is not a god!
Driving all the way to the old gun bar, Cyber ​​opened the car window and put a hand comfortably there. He twisted his dad's car stereo, and the music from the last century appeared more and more in this lonely darkness Softness, a unique sense of satisfaction rises from the heart of Cyber, he even has the illusion that this quiet atmosphere will never be broken, he likes this feeling.
He likes the loneliness of traveling alone.
That was his former shell, his former face, his former armor, that would protect him, and now, he no longer needs this armor, he has the first, second and third Friends, there is an opponent who must be surpassed, and a group of dead enemies who do not know when they will fall from the sky, and there is a lot of money, enough for him to live through the rest of his life.
To what extent is life fulfilled, what else does he expect?
From the first day of entering the world, to this night, under the calm street lights of the dock area, Cyber ​​felt for the first time that he had such a feeling of satisfaction.
He felt that he was really living like an individual, and he was no longer a weapon that would see blood.
This is a kind of dangerous satisfaction. When the beasts are full, it will always be when they have the lowest attack power. Cyber ​​knows this truth, but he feels that people sometimes need to be willful.
As he opened the door of the old gun bar, he was thinking about whether to take a trip from Gotham to Star City, where Daddy, Catherine and Robin were all. He felt that he should visit them.
Of course, before the crisis is lifted, he will not let them back. Before the soldiers enter the battlefield, they must abandon all feelings and expose their weaknesses to a terrible opponent. This is something only a fool can do.
Cyber, not a fool.
But the moment he stepped into the dark hall, he quickly pulled out the waist of Colt, and pointed to the man in black sitting in front of the bar with his back to his back, and at the same time, he stretched out of the darkness. Two pistols came out, one left and one right, against his head.
The atmosphere froze to the extreme for a while.
The man in black who sat in the dark, poured himself a drink, and was sucking with a straw stood up. He looked at Cyber, as if he were watching a very interesting existence, Cyber ​​from him In the soft eyes, there was a trace of curiosity.
"Cyber ​​Hawke, don't doubt that we are here for you."