Chapter 5: Nosy "good boy"

The next morning, Boskin, the gangster of the Russian gang, walked out of his room rubbing his head with a hangover. As a result, a rich breakfast had not been finished yet. The younger brother came and told him the bad news.
"What? Byrne is missing? Jerk!"
Poshkin hit the table with a punch, and he roared towards his little brother, "It was such a heavy rain last night, where can they go, Bourne? It must be related to the old of Christian!"
The more he thought, the more angry he was, and the thought of what Jamie Boss told him last night. Poshkin's face suddenly showed a hint of grin.
"You guys follow me. Let's kill the old bastard!"
A moment later, a black SUV drove out of the mansion and drove all the way towards the old gun bar.
The weather after the rain is always very sunny, with a touch of warmth and fragrance to wash everything.
Cyber ​​opened his eyes in direct sunlight and looked at the height of the sun. Conservatively, it must have been more than 9 o'clock. This guy sat up from the bed and saw a stack of neat clothes on the opposite side at first glance. On the table.
It’s old clothes, but it’s clean. It’s obviously put by Daddy here. Cyber ​​grinned and smiled. After 5 minutes, she finished grooming and changed into new clothes. Cyber ​​walked down the third floor. .
The bar is very deserted. This was not the time when this retro-style bar was busy, plus Jamie’s recent things, it’s still a big deal here, and the dad is sitting behind the bar, using a radio to put Cyber ​​who is not interested. The old-fashioned song, playing a few cards in his hand, looks quite entertaining.
Cyber ​​is a very jealous person. While watching his dad enjoying his time, he didn't bother him, but instead found a table and sat on a chair, holding the dagger he got last night in his hand. Playing your own games boringly, and putting the butterfly in the palm of your hand and wearing flowers, dazzling people. This dangerous game requires a lot of energy and is obviously a good way to kill time.
The boring time is always short. When the clock on the wall points to 11:15, a black SUV appears at the door of the old gun bar with a rampage. The car door opens, and one wears only a black sports vest. The shaved sturdy man carried three men who were similar to last night's dresses, but some more jerks came out of the car. He kicked the bar's wooden door with a brutal kick, carrying a kind of fierce The momentum entered the bar.
The shock made Saber immersed in his game violently recover, and the strong man didn't look at him at all, but strode to the bar counter, his fists pounded the wooden table... It broke off my dad's self-entertainment.
"Old dog, where have the three of them gone?"
The voice of the strong man is full of anger and irritability. Obviously, this is a guy who does not suppress his emotions very much. Their first reaction to any problem is to solve it with fists. For ordinary people, it may be a big trouble, but for real For villains, this kind of opponent is their favorite.
"Daddy, do you need help?"
Cyber's voice almost followed the strong man's scolding, which of course attracted firepower for the old man. The strong man turned his head to look at Cyber, as if looking at a pile of garbage, but he ignored the game Uncle, but turned his head to the daddy leaning on the chair again,
"Where have they gone? Tell me!"
"Who knows, Boshkin, aren't they your men? We all know that Gotham is missing every day, or that Jamie's old Dalian can't manage himself?"
The dad picked up the pipe with his hands, hugged his chest with both hands, and lifted the chair back slightly. His voice was full of sarcasm, "If you want me to say, maybe those three think Gotham is too dangerous, and go somewhere else Pursuing a better life."
"For example heaven! Well, maybe maybe."
Cyber ​​replied again, it was like singing a peace with the fearless dad, but his voice carried a trace of impatient abuse.
This tone directly detonated the strong man's anger. He suddenly turned his head and pushed away his background-like men behind him, striding towards Saber, and Boshkin looked at him from the top. The bloodshot eyes were filled with a vicious look. He stretched out a finger and pointed it at Saiber’s chest.
"Tell me, monkey, what do you mean by TM?"
Saber looked at him with his head tilted. Because he was sitting in a chair, the tall Boskin looked like a mountain in front of him, but Boskin’s grin had not dissipated, and Saber’s left hand Suddenly grabbed the finger that Poshkin lowered on his chest, and pushed back.
Poshkin's body bent downwards under the sudden pain, but this instinctive protection of the body failed to prevent his doom.
"Click"
"Your parents haven't taught you, don't you just swear?"
"what!"
The pain of a broken finger spread to every nerve of his brain in an instant, and his fingers are connected. It is said that this pain is second only to egg breaking and childbirth. This sudden attack even made Poshkin completely unresponsive and directly Kneel on the ground.
When the pain of the heart came, the gangster from Siberia was black, but his wailing just shouted out of his throat, and he felt his big bald head was fixed by both hands. Oncoming was a Knee fast approaching.
"boom"
The blow hit the nose bridge, and the blood spewed onto Cyber's new pants, which made him a little dissatisfied. He smoothly picked up the thick glass ashtray on the table and rounded it towards the tremendous bright bald head. Smashed up.
"boom"
K.O. fell to the ground, and blood ran out of the back of his head, looking strange and bloody.
Of course, in order not to cause trouble to himself and his dad, Cyber ​​controlled his strength and was just comatose. Well, maybe it will be accompanied by concussion or something. Anyway, this kind of eating cholesterol to train muscles is not lacking. Money, so... it doesn't matter.
"Uh, it's disgusting..."
Cyber ​​looked at the ashtray stained with blood in his hands and his new pants in disgust. He stood up from the chair, kicked him on the face of the strong man who had been unconscious, kicked him out and beat several rolls, The guy who had just injured his hand stretched his body, and with a wave of his hand, he threw a cracked ashtray into the trash can. His left hand wiped his belt, and a dazzling dagger fell into the palm of his hand. .
The butterfly turned around in a circle like a flower. Cyber ​​raised his head and grinned at the stunned hands. He hurried towards the three guys. The fingers on his right hand were still there. There was blood dripping down, and a dagger was copied in the left hand. This posture paired with the power of killing the strong man almost instantaneously, making the three gang members who followed Poshkin very early, but they also followed Jie anyway. Mr. Mi’s elder brother is much stronger than Bonn’s young men in terms of courage.
The tallest guy also drew a dagger from his pocket, he made a howl and rushed towards Cyber, his brothers followed behind him.
"what!"
"Oh, meaningless!"
Saber's left foot swiped outward, the whole person was side to side, and the right foot took a slight tick. The first guy who rushed over lost his balance, but in the stagger, he was supported by Saber's right hand. With the sound of the dagger in his left hand piercing into the abdomen, he flew up again, kicking the midsection of the second guy who was rushing in the middle. The guy stumbled and lay on his stomach with his stomach covered.
The blood ticked down on the ground with the left hand holding the knife, and with the right hand of Cyber, the scared and stupid guy was thrown on the ground, holding his belly and starting to howl.
"Mark, Ollie, come and save me, I'm stabbed! I'm bleeding, I'm dying! Come and save me!"
The guy's voice was harsh, so Cyber ​​praised him again, kicked a few teeth, and the wailing turned into a whispering scream.
"Don't look at me like this, guys, I'm not crazy."
Cyber ​​opened his arms, holding a dagger in one hand, and blood dripping from the fingers of the other hand, matching his innocent face, a living lunatic with a knife.
But he didn’t lie, he stuck his thumb against the blade, only stab it in a third, except for bleeding, he wouldn’t get hurt at all, but the last one left had seen this kind of disagreement. The human head also stabbed a fellow's ruthless man.
When Cyber's eyes turned to him, this guy tremblingly raised his hands, and he didn't understand that he was robbed, but in fact, they were the one who really came to find fault, and they also planned to take it. Take the dad's life, unfortunately, they have no chance.
But at this moment, a piercing police siren suddenly sounded at the bar entrance. Less than a minute later, a young policeman wearing a detective hat and wearing only a blue shirt pressed his holster with his left hand. , Rushed into the bar with the gun in his right hand.
But there was no scene of confrontation that the young man imagined, and everything seemed normal. His respectful dad sat at the bar reading the newspaper. A young yellow man sat bored on the other side playing with coins in his hand. A strong man in a black vest who fell in the pool of blood without knowing his life and death, and a person who was rolling on the ground, a black man humming on the ground holding his stomach, and finally a trembling bastard, with a dip in his left hand Bloody dagger, holding a ashtray in his right hand.
It looks like a gangster infighting.
"Crouch down! Hold your head! Bastard, throw away the weapon in your hand!"
The police officer instinctively felt that something was wrong. He caressed the gun handle cautiously, and then shouted loudly at the trembling guy, who was gentle like a lamb, and immediately threw away the guy with blood in his hand, He squatted in the corner.
The young police officer sighed, and then removed his hand from the gun handle and turned his gaze to his father. The expression on his face became richer, just like seeing a loved one.
"Hi, Dad, I heard about what happened in the bar, I was late...you know, I recently participated in police officer training in Star City, I just came back, is everything okay here?"
The old man put down the newspaper, and the wrinkled old face showed a happy smile, and then gave the young police officer a hug with enthusiasm, and patted his back hard,
"Just come back, my good son, the bar and me are all fine, come, I will introduce you..."
Then the officer's eyes fell on Saber, who was looking at him curiously with his right hand on his head, but the next moment, he drew out his pistol in a standard and swift manner and aimed at Saber,
"Don't move... raise your hand!"
Cyber ​​turned his head slightly unclearly, and then saw his right hand holding his head. He patted his head and groaned in frustration.
There was still a trace of blood on his right hand that was not wiped cleanly. Obviously because of this, he was discovered by the police officer who was very keen on his senses.
"They are infighting, trainee police officer, I'm a really good person, don't believe you ask dad! He can testify!"
"Don't talk! Raise your hand!"
"It's really not playing for too long, all hands are born."
Cyber ​​grumbled, but didn't mean to raise his hand at all, and even spread his hand towards the police officer carelessly. The whole person leaned on the chair as if there were no bones. Where was the fierceness just now, was being shot Pointing to the situation, he even had a mood to joke.
"But you know what? Nosy guys, the most annoying."