Chapter 8: Gunfire

"Bang"
The gunshots sounded, and the poor bug kneeling on the ground swayed, and then fell to the ground, unable to lie prone. The blood flowed from his chest and slowly spread on the ground.
This decisive shot froze the two guys on the opposite side. The wild dog man holding Robin immediately planned to shoot and kill Robin, and then fight with Cyber ​​to kill you, but it was when he pulled the trigger. For a moment, Robin's left hand pushed his arm up from below, and a hot bullet ran across the police officer's head, followed by two gunshots.
The bullet that flew from the muzzle accurately hit the chest of the wild dog man holding Robin 15 meters away. Another bullet hit the one who had raised the gun and aimed at it after less than 1 second. Guy, he made a hole in his heart.
Robin felt a hot liquid squirting out of his ear, and then, the body of the villain holding him fell to the ground weakly, and the weak policeman also fell to the ground, he breathed quickly, in Just after experiencing a life-and-death speed, the pain in his body flooded his head, and he felt that he was really dying at this moment.
"Hi! Robin, wake up, bastard! I'm not here to give you away! Wake me up!"
A strong arm lifted the police officer from the blood stains, and Cyber ​​fixed the soft stepped "good boy" with his arm. He patted Robin's face, and the police officer's eyes were about to lose focus. This was blood loss. Excessive symptoms, that is, at the same time, two shining lights of the car lights came from the darkness behind, and then there was a rushing stop.
Saber covered his eyes with his arms. He knelt on the ground, holding Robin in one hand, and holding M9 in the other.
"Robin! What's wrong with you, Robin! God!"
The dad ran to Saber and Robin and snatched Robin from Saber. The old man looked at his "good son" and then looked at the four bodies around him. Cyber's shoulder threw a key to him.
"You go back to the tavern first. I will send Robin to the hospital. Don't worry, I will go to Gordon to make it clear and stay there with peace of mind."
After talking, Dad ran to his pickup with a completely unconscious police officer. Cyber ​​watched the car start at a speed of 80 miles, rushed towards the nearest hospital in the port, and then disappeared under the street light. , The young man was relieved.
Although he was not familiar with Robin, he helped Dad at least, which made him feel at ease for a while. He reached out and took a look at the firearm in the wild dog male's hand, snorted, and left it aside .
"Cheap garbage."
He scolded, then stood up, took out the cigar that had come from the old father from the pocket of his clothes, lit it, took a deep breath of smoke, and then strode to the trash can on the corner, took his hand The plastic gloves used to eat pizza were taken off, and the gloves that were covered with blood stains and became slippery were thrown in.
He spit a smoke ring, looked back at the blood-filled interface, and then hummed into the darkness.
Two minutes later, a loud cough came out from under the smashed wild horse police car. It was the villain who had pierced his palm. He had removed the goat mask from his face. It was a thin black man, holding his pierced palm, but he didn't dare to make a sound.
Just a moment ago, he witnessed the massacre of Cyber.
He crawled out of the bottom of the car, curled up into a ball, and looked at the dead brother. The extreme fear came out of his heart, causing his stomach to cramp and drink it before the violence began. The beer spit out, his snots and tears rushed out together, he suppressed the sound of daring to cry, as if the demon of the yellow race was still here.
Two more minutes later, he stood up, clutching his palm hard, staggering towards the street on the other side, but the moment he got into the darkness, the cold muzzle came in On his forehead.
"Do you think I forgot you? Little goat... No, I don't!"
"No...please...please...give me a chance...please!"
His snot and tears ran across, and he looked very pitiful, but the opposite Saber's brow raised, and when he thought there was still a chance, his finger on the trigger moved slightly.
"boom"
"You didn't give Robin a chance when you tried to kill Robin."
Cyber ​​looked at the fallen body, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes. He thought he was killing the people. Uh, well, he just killed a few villains who made fun of his life. In Gotham, this Not worth mentioning at all, is it?
But the moment he turned to leave, Cyber ​​turned back suddenly, looking up at the roof on the other side. It was a small five-story building. He felt someone peeping at him, but maybe it was just an illusion, Because when he looked at the past, there was nothing.
"Well, it's probably nervous."
Cyber ​​said aloud to himself, and then walked into the darkness. Only the cold wind that was deleted in the night blew through the roof. Five minutes later, the light of the cigar in the darkness flashed away, Then there was the sound of footsteps moving away.
"It's a vigilant guy, a murderous guy who doesn't blink."
The dark shadow protruded his head from the edge of the building. He was dressed in an unusually weird man. He wore black, weird armor, did not look like metal, and had a large black cloak. The most weird thing was , With a black helmet like a bat on his head, and two horn-like protrusions, and a black belt around his waist, he looked at the back of Cyber ​​leaving, the bat helmet Below is 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 an injured police officer and a cold-blooded killer clearly attracted his curiosity, but then Cyber ​​went through the darkness and harvested the last villain’s move. , But let him fall into a subtle sense of both eyes.
Where he once stayed, where he has traveled, where he once merged and quit.
"Simply neatly, cruelly murdered five people. When did Gotham Wharf appear this kind of person?"
The strong man stood at the same place, letting the night wind blow through his cloak, showing a flowing black cloud in the darkness. After a while, he seemed determined to make up his mind.
"Control violence with violence... Bring fear with violence..."
He weighed for a moment, and began to run along the top floor area, but did not make even a slight sound, but at the moment he was about to jump, a faint sound appeared in his headset, and the movement of the big bat stopped. , His arms stretched to both sides, stopped silently at the edge of the stairs.
"Falcony..."
The dark guard shook his head, and he turned around, sprinting in the other direction quickly, and then jumped forward, the black gauze like soft gauze behind him suddenly swelled at the moment he fell to the ground, unfolding with him His arms acted as support, like two open dragon wings in the wind, carrying him silently toward the dock.
It's like a real black bat, silent, accurate, and deadly.
There, there is a huge poison X deal in progress, he has been following them for a long time, that is the biggest action of the Falconi gang recently, and it has been going on for a long time, he feels that he is getting closer and closer to the truth.
About the guy who threatened him with a gun 7 years ago and really opened the door to another world... the biggest cancer in Gotham's eyes, he wanted to get rid of him... he vowed to get rid of him !
Because of his parents, because of everything he had encountered, endured, and abandoned.
He has gone through all kinds of hardships. He has vowed that he wants to change this chaotic city that has no hope. He wants to change his hometown.
Ten minutes later, Cyber ​​entered the window room on the third floor of the old gun bar. He stood by the window and looked at the cold night outside the window. He reached out and took off his coat, sitting in a chair by the window, holding Pick up the raw beef taken from the refrigerator, cut it with a knife, and put it into your mouth piece by piece.
He was very hungry... There was a special kind of hunger in his body. He had never felt it before. He felt that every muscle and every cell in his body was engulfing the beef he had just swallowed. He was eaten up in 3 minutes, and then he picked up the large red intestine at his hand, biting and chewing.
"Um... tired."
Saiber finished a red sausage, patted his stomach with satisfaction, then walked into the bathroom, took a hot bath comfortably, fell on the bed and quickly entered a chaotic and broken dream, but never passed 2 Minutes, a fierce gunshot sounded at the pier outside the bar.
Cyber ​​was awakened instantly, his eyes splayed open, his body popped out of the bed like a spring, and he was lying on the edge of the window like a shadow. The silver pistol was already in his hand. A glance outside. In the far dock area, part of the lights have been extinguished, but the tail flames of the bullets are like blooming flowers in the dark.
The sudden hustle and bustle pierced the darkness and tranquility.
"At this time? Well...it looks a little fun."
Cyber ​​picked up his blood-stained coat and sniffed his nose in disgust, but he still wore it on his body. In such a dark night, it was not a good idea to go out wearing a white shirt. Daddy rolled over the counter, put the revolver he had taken from the previous in his pocket, then walked out of the bar and quickly walked towards the war zone.
Cyber ​​is not a lunatic. If necessary, he will not be willing to be close to the battlefield that may be hit by stray bullets at any time, but the firepower of the father here is too poor, and he urgently needs a "powerful" thing.
Not only because of his father’s employment, Robin had already told him what happened to him, Gotham, this corrupted city is a bit too dangerous, and he didn’t want to suffer, he had to find a way to polish his fangs.
Before others hurt him, let him see the smell of bleeding.
And the brave man has always had good luck. When Saber was near the war zone, a fat man in a brown jacket ran towards him gasping, and Saber’s eyes lit up, and the panicked fat man took it in his hand. It looks like a good thing.
It's at least much better than a revolver with a smooth rift in his hand.
"Hi, friend, where are you going?"