Seb finally got his beer, and a plate of not much macaroni, which was a late-night snack that Daddy had left for him.

The young man gobbled down the food that wasn't very tasty, and Daddy began to wipe his glass again, and on the ground behind them, three corpses were lying in different places, Daddy opened the window, and the smell of blood in the small bar had already been swept away by the night air.

In fact, people who have never seen a bullet through a human body can hardly believe that so much blood can flow from a human body, like a small red pool, disgusting, pungent, and full of the smell of death.

"Whew... I feel like I'm coming back to life! Thank you, Daddy. ”

Cyber picked up the tissue he had handed, wiped his mouth, and gulped down his beer, slamming his empty glass on the table with a hearty moan.

"One more drink!"

"No, you just brutally shot 2 people in my territory, just for some change, you're a real villain, you're still wearing clothes pulled from dead people, like a complete bad seed, look at your eyes, you don't have any remorse at all..."

A hint of disgust flashed in Christian's eyes, and although he said no, he turned around and fetched a large beer for Cyber, and scolded rudely, "Drink this and get out of here, by the way, dispose of the body before leaving, I don't want Jamie's crumbs to come to me for trouble." ”

"Jamie?"

Cyber's hand tapped lightly on the handle of the cold wine glass, his voice was somewhat tired, everything that had happened before was stuffed in his head, making him look a little chaotic now, making him desperate to sleep now, he yawned, picked up the wine glass and said casually,

"It's a bad name, it sounds like a. ”

"That's right, Jamie, the boss of this piece, a miscellaneous Russian gangster, ruthless, a ruthless character, at least 7 of the 10 missing people in this piece have something to do with him. ”

A malicious grin opened into the corner of Daddy's mouth, "Guess who his new enemy is?"

Cyber glanced back at the three corpses, then tilted his head to look at Daddy, "So these bastards with disgusting black devils tattooed on their arms are the faggots? ”

This malicious answer made Daddy snort, and he turned his face away from the snickering Cyber.

"Has anyone ever told you that when you speak, you act like a real asshole. ”

"A lot of people have said that..."

A complicated look flashed on Cyber's face buried in the smoke, and finally he flicked his fingers, "Forget it, it's not interesting to talk to you old man, the last few questions, I'll leave after asking them, and it's my reward for solving these troubles for you, it's fair, isn't it?"

"Hey, boy, I'm the last trouble!"

Daddy knocked on the table very dissatisfied, then took a cigarette from Cyber's cigarette case, took a puff, and slammed it out, "Bah, women smoke, and why do you say they are my trouble? Maybe they are my guests?"

After speaking, the old man took out a pipe from the counter, like a corn pipe in the style of MacArthur, and after lighting it, a spicy smell lifted the spirits of the confused Cyber, he snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, picked up a coin, and kept beating on his fingers to play, while saying,

"At two o'clock in the middle of the night, three tattooed thugs, armed with weapons, sat in a bar with only one old man, this bar is on the nearest street by the port, and there are night workers at the docks, and your place where business should be prosperous is so deserted, so do you want me to continue?"

Daddy let out a low laugh, the rain outside the window seemed to get heavier, crackling and banging on the window, the old ceiling fan above his head creaked, he took a puff of cigarette, a red glow lit up on the top of the pipe, and in the smoke, he spoke,

"A smart man... There aren't many people like this in Gotham, ask, what do you want to know?"

"Where is this place, and what time is it?"

Daddy glanced at Cyber with his head down in surprise, and then said loudly, "This is Gotham, you should have come from another city, right?

The old man glanced back at the hanging clock hanging on the wall, "2:37 p.m." ”

"No, I mean which country is this? What time is it today?... Forget it, give me today's paper!"

Before Cyber finished speaking, he saw the newspaper that his father had placed on the bar, reached out and asked for it, and unfolded it, thanks to the knowledge he had learned, English was not difficult for him, but the first line of bold words that caught his eye made Cyber frown.

"Bruce Wayne is resurrected, Gotham's son has finally returned after 7 years of disappearance!"

"After the Stark Group is spin off, can Tony, the 22-year-old son of a super-rich man, take on the big role?"

"While the California riots are underway, mutant activist groups are demanding that Congress confront the discrimination against mutants!"

Below the last piece of news, there is also a large color picture, which is a young man with open arms and spitting flames, and beside him, ordinary people are fleeing everywhere in embarrassment.

Cyber's gaze quickly shifted to the upper right corner of the newspaper, where a black moment lingered, as if mocking him for hindsight.

"On 13 July 2000 ... It was a terrible day. ”

Seeing that Cyber suddenly fell silent, Christian's father didn't know how to continue the conversation, but after a few seconds, Cyber looked up again, looked at Daddy, and asked a question that made him laugh.

He pointed to the enlarged and bold news in the newspaper and the handsome young man with sunglasses on the picture, and asked with some doubts,

"Is this Wayne Industries famous in the area, and who is this young man?"

Daddy looked at Cyber like an alien, and he took off his pipe, "You don't even know this?

"No kidding, okay?"

Cyber's eyes rolled, and he could see that he was really not in a good mood now, and Daddy groaned for a while, and then said cheerfully,

"That young man is Bruce Wayne, the successor of Wayne Industries, and Wayne Industries is the largest consortium in Gotham, more than one-tenth of Gotham people rely on it for food, and there is no one in Gotham who doesn't know him, he disappeared 7 years ago, we all thought he was dead, but we didn't expect him to come back, that is an authentic playboy, a celebrity, just came back and held several banquets, a very energetic and generous young man... Well, he's almost my boss!"

"Huh?"

Cyber's eyes flashed, and he heard Daddy say as he continued to sort out the glass,

"Jamie's son of a bitch thought I'd fight to the end to be a victim of his show of power? No, no, no, I'm not stupid enough to be that big, this bar is worth a lot of money! I've always known that, so I've got to find a decent successor for my old buddy, and Bruce Wayne is pretty good, isn't it? His business is going public, and they want to get back to Gotham Harbor, they need a vibrant port, and they want to have a vibrant place, and there's always a place to spend their time. ”

As he spoke, Dad proudly put his pipe back to his mouth and talked to a stranger who had just known him for less than a month.

"Jamie would never have imagined that all he thought was a dying old man standing in his way, but after 3 days, he would know how wrong he was, that he was fighting against the richest playboy in all of Gotham, and that the gang he was proud of would disappear with just a finger of a finger, so that he would know that he was nothing more than a wild dog scavenging in the garbage!"

"Uh..."

The father, who was getting more and more excited, leaned back in his chair and reached out to unbutton his second button, revealing the corner of the tattoo on his chest, "I'm too old to hold a gun, but not just any wild dog can grab a piece of meat from me! Everyone thinks I'm going to lose, I'm going to die, but they don't know what I've been holding up for 1 month, I'm not a person who can't fight back after being beaten!"

When he heard Daddy spit out the second puff of smoke rings, Cyber's fingers tapped on the bar, and he looked up at Daddy, who was also staring at him,

"You don't have to say so much to a stranger of unknown origin, so let's be honest, what do you need me to do, and what do I get? For the sake of this wine, I think we can work together again, as we did just now. ”

"Hahaha, you scoundrel who makes dead people's money!"

Daddy leaned down and propped himself up on the table with his left hand, "Luckily, I was the same when I was young, but I'm old, and it's a bullet that they want to deal with me, you're right, Jamie's patience has come to an end, if it weren't for you tonight, I'm afraid it would be me who fell to the ground, and one of my most recent buddies stole $500 from me and ran away, so in the last 3 days, and in the days when the contract was transferred, I need a new helper who can fight and be ruthless to stand with me, as for what you can get... Let me think. ”

Christian's fingers tapped on his forehead,

"10,000 US dollars, plus an identity that allows you to integrate into Gotham, you must know that although the law and order in this ghost place is very bad, although the gangs are rampant, although more than a dozen people die every day, although it is rotten, it is still orderly, at least on the surface, an identity can save you a lot of trouble, especially for a complete black household like you. ”

"Oh, that sounds like a good place. ”

Cyber didn't mutter, his fingers darting across the somewhat shabby bar, and finally one of his fingers dangled in front of his eyes,

"One identity, plus $50,000, I can guarantee that even a fly won't want to get close to you, you know, Dad, your life is worth a lot, isn't it? And there are people who can fight everywhere, but it's hard to find someone like me who is "ruthless". ”

"Hahaha, you're really a real bad seed!"

Daddy stood up, took out a bunch of keys from the bar and threw them to Cyber, and then said meaningfully, "Gotham will be heaven for you... Now, get rid of those unappetizing corpses for me!Then go to bed on the third floor, and get to work at 9 a.m. tomorrow morning! And I want you to be really smart, Cyber, at least until Jamie is killed, we're in this together, remember. ”

Cyber took the key, then scratched his head,

"Is there a rope for this? Boss, what do you do with these things in general? My habit was to tie up a stone and throw it into the sea, and it was a hundred times, and it was easy and happy. ”

“... Oh, that's a coincidence, and so do we!"