Cyber has nothing now, so he's crazy enough now.

Catherine led the way, and every few steps she would look back at Cyber walking behind her, and she finally mustered up the courage to resist Jon, but if Cyber left at this time, it would undoubtedly destroy all the psychological defenses that the girl had built.

Cyber didn't leave, a scumbag who used the little girl to collect money, not enough to get him to leave, in the last 2 hours, he took Catherine back to the bar, Daddy had locked the door, after Cyber opened the door, he saw the note left by Daddy, he and Bruce Wayne went to sign the contract.

The young man took out another set of clothes from Robin's closet, and this encounter told him to take precautions, so after making a not sumptuous but absolutely sufficient meal with Catherine, filling his stomach, and resting for another hour, Cyber loaded all his current weapons and embarked on this "revenge" skull with Catherine.

The little girl changed into a set of clothes that Cyber bought from the convenience store, freshened up, and finally looked like a normal child, her palms and arms were covered with white bandages, and she looked miserable, and the strange combination of the two people always attracted a lot of attention.

But neither Cyber nor Catherine cared about these glances, and when you choose a target, all other distractions don't matter.

And on the way to the narrow island with the silent little girl, Cyber was thinking about a question, a question that had jumped into his mind in the moment of life and death just now. He took the little girl by the hand, and as he walked with her to the station of the sky rails leading to the narrow island, he tilted his head and whispered to Catherine,

"Look, Catherine, I have a question right now... I'm just an ordinary person, maybe one day I will die from a flying bullet, maybe I will die in a fight, maybe I will die in an assassination, maybe I will die for some inexplicable reason. ”

Cyber's voice hesitated, he looked at the little girl, and the little girl looked at him, and there was a flash of doubt in her eyes that danced with a hint of anticipation that could not be concealed, she was at her age and could not understand what Seber was trying to say, but the young man did not particularly need Catherine's answer, he just needed an audience.

"After all, this is a very dangerous world, and I can't even deal with a Batman without superpowers, let alone deal with those weird mutants and super criminals... Well, maybe... Maybe I'm a mutant freak myself. ”

Cyber looked at the hemostatic patch on his arm, he was sure that after getting enough food, the wound under the hemostatic patch had already healed, which didn't look like a normal person's ability, and from his limited knowledge of the world, he could only think of those strange mutants.

And what Cyber really meant was: he was going to die one day... So he wanted to leave something in this world to prove that he had existed, not as a weapon, but as a person, a person with a mind of self, a person who could prove his existence.

The encounter with Catherine was really just an accident, but fate is so magical, he takes a little girl on the way to the darkest part of Gotham, at least for now, he will be a hero to a child.

Literati leave their traces with their pens, warriors leave traces with honor, merchants leave traces with money, what should villains leave traces with?

Seber shook his head, freeing himself from this complicated thought, and he took Catherine's hand and stood in a smudgled waiting room that looked like no one had cleaned it for more than ten years, the cold wind whistling in through the broken windows, gently blowing Cyber's coat, and beside them, there were four or five people who were also waiting for the train.

They looked like the most ordinary kind of poor people, and there was no threat, and when Cyber saw this, he couldn't help but whisper,

"Good to the extreme and bad to the extreme are actually the same, in the end, they are often unique, irreplaceable, and the real sad thing is..."

"Click"

The sound of the arrival of the air rail train suddenly became noisy, dissipating Cyber's hard rest, and he pursed his lips in discouragement, kicked him into the leg of the young man who was trying to put his hand in his pocket, and kicked him to the ground.

He sneered at the thief who was clutching his leg and slashed his calf again, smashing the howl back into the thief's throat.

The few people who were still around him immediately took a step back, no one wanted to provoke such a ruthless person, and Cyber took Catherine's hand and walked into the train without care, and sat in the last, cleanest position.

The little girl secretly looked at Cyber with a hint of more in her eyes... Uh, worship, in her current little brain, Cyber's performance is just one word... Handsome!

Sure enough, after staying in a chaotic environment for a long time, even her mind will be changed, especially at Catherine's age, after being bullied by various scum for 1 year, she met Cyber, this arrogant guy brought a new life experience to the little girl.

Although they have only known each other for less than a day, they have a special mode of getting along with each other.

However, Cyber was not in much of a mood to take care of the little girl's thoughts, he was bored with his hands supporting his chin, observing the entire Gotham from the unique perspective of the air rail train, and what greeted him was a cluster of high-rise buildings, which was a typical modern society, and the warm afternoon sun sprinkled on the cold glass of those buildings, reflecting a halo of cold tones, making it full of a thriving atmosphere.

But this is only the appearance, the darkness and chaos inside Gotham is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

As for the Sky Rail Train, which moves quickly at an altitude of nearly 50 meters above the ground, this is a unique means of transportation in Gotham, which was built nearly 20 years ago by the Wayne family, and it is said that Bruce Wayne's father, the famous philanthropist, he and his wife were the first to stand up and call on the rich to help the poor in the economic storm that swept through Gotham.

Of course, this is what Daddy told him during small talk, Daddy has lived here for 40 years, and he has a special affection for the city.

The Skyrails are a representation of the Waynes' philosophy, which serves the poor for a very cheap fee, but after the Waynes are killed by a robber named Ziley, this concept dies overnight, and ironically, during the Waynes' lifetime, the rich people who ignored the interests of the poor did not act because of their ideas, and after they were killed, the rich people who felt threatened took action.

It was the death of Mr. and Mrs. Wayne that saved Gotham, which was already extremely conflicted at that time, so mercy will not save anyone, and death will make people feel scared and then generate new power.

"That's why I'm not going to be a good person. ”

Cyber grunted, and reached for the cold hilt of the gun in his pocket, the only thing that could give him a sense of security now after a deadly assassination.

In recent years, the Sky Rails that Cyber rode on have become an indispensable means of transportation for the poor people of Gotham, free and almost unmaintained, but it cannot be expected that all of them will be as good as Cyber, so the old train carriages that have served them for 20 years are covered with all kinds of stains, traces of destruction, and all kinds of spray paint of unknown significance.

It looks like a moving garbage dump.

He admired people like Mr. and Mrs. Waynes, but as he said, he would never choose to be like that, oh yes, it is said that Bruce Wayne, who was still a child, was present when Mr. and Mrs. Wayne were killed, and it was hard to imagine how much the playboy that Cyber had just met had lost that night.

But Cyber didn't care, after all, he didn't know Bruce Wayne well.

Cyber put his hand on Catherine's head, the little girl's head was down, he felt a slight tremor in her body, she was about to resist the nightmare that had been weighing on her head for 1 year, she was only a 10-year-old child, she couldn't be afraid.

Fear will crush those who are not firm enough, so he thought about it, made a mess of Catherine's hair with his left hand, and whispered,

"Don't be afraid, child. ”

Saibo moved his shoulders to make himself sit more comfortably, he pursed his lips and continued, "Fear, fear, it's not as powerful as you think, yes, fear doesn't give you a respite, fear has no compassion and doesn't do justice, but for an accurate counterattack, for everything you want to get, for everything you decide to pay for, you have to... Confront. ”

It seemed to be for the little girl, but more like for himself, he tilted his head to look at the little girl, and asked in her ear,

"Why didn't you resist when Fat Jon hit you?"

Catherine looked at him with those big eyes, and said timidly,

"He's stronger than I am, he's got a gun in his hand. ”

Cyber shrugged, "yes, he has a gun in his hand, but is that what prevents you from fighting back?"

The young man, who was working as a life coach, continued to rub the little girl's hair, and he said to Catherine in a serious voice,

"I know what you're trying to say, but you know what? little girl, you've been abused because you didn't resist..."

Catherine tried to say something, but was stopped by Cyber's fingers on her somewhat cracked lips.

"Shhh, don't refute yet, listen to me, when you learn to fight head-on, you have the determination to fight back, a firm will..."

He glanced at the emaciated Catherine, and added, "Of course, a strong physique, these three things are your real weapons, not the gun in the hand of the fat Jon or the fist he only swings at a poor little man like you." ”

With that, Cyber patted her messy head, "Maybe you don't understand it now, you just need to know that Jon is just a weak chicken! He doesn't deserve to be afraid of him! I'll prove it to you soon, but to protect yourself, you'll have to learn from now on." ”

As the train got closer and closer to the narrow island, Catherine was so nervous that she couldn't breathe, Cyber looked at her rapid breathing, panicked eyes, and shook her head helplessly,

"Alright, little girl, we still have enough time to learn, let's teach that bastard a lesson first, you don't seem to be able to learn anything until he goes to hell. ”

"Click"

There was a violent tremor, the train arrived, and two people, one tall and one short, walked out of the carriage along the flow of people, Seber glanced around, covered his nose with his fingers in disgust, he took Catherine's trembling hand, and walked out of the station, which was almost a garbage dump, under her guidance.

There was one more sentence he hadn't uttered, one that Catherine didn't understand now.

"A weapon will always be sharpened by the person wielding it!"