The next morning, the boss of the Russian gangster, Boshkin, came out of his room rubbing his hangover head, and before a good breakfast was finished, his younger brother came to tell him the bad news.

"What? Bourne is missing? bastard!"

Boshkin slammed his fist on the table, and he yelled at his little brother, "Where can they go with such a heavy rain last night?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more angry he thought about what Boss Jamie had told him last night, a trademark smirk suddenly appeared on Boshkin's face,

"You guys come with me, we're going to kill that old bastard!"

Moments later, a black SUV drove out of the mansion and sped towards the Old Gun Bar.

The weather after the rain is always sunny, with a hint of warmth and fragrance that washes everything.

Cyber opened his eyes in direct sunlight, looking at the height of the sun, conservatively estimated that it must have been more than 9 o'clock, the guy sat up from the bed, and at first glance saw stacks of neat clothes on the table opposite.

It's old clothes, but they're clean, and it's obviously what Daddy put here, Cyber grinned, and after 5 minutes, after freshening up, Cyber walked down from the third floor with new clothes.

The bar was deserted, and this was not the time for this kind of retro bar to be lively, plus Jamie's recent events, it was still full of people, and Daddy was sitting behind the bar, playing a radio with a corny song that Cyber wasn't interested in at all, playing a few cards in his hand, and looking quite entertaining.

Cyber is a very discerning person, watching his father enjoying the time, he didn't bother him, but found a random table, sat on the chair, held the dagger he got last night in his hand, and played his own game boringly, the blade in the palm of his hand put a butterfly through the flowers, dazzling, this dangerous game requires a lot of energy, obviously a good way to kill time.

And the time of boredom is always short-lived, and when the clock on the wall pointed to 11:15, a black SUV appeared at the door of the Old Gun Bar in a rampage, the door opened, and a strong man wearing only a black sports vest with a shaved head and three guys who were dressed the same as last night, but with a more jerky temperament, got out of the car, and he kicked open the wooden door of the bar with a brutal kick, and walked into the bar with a fierce momentum.

The sound of the vibration brought Cyber, who was immersed in his game, back to his senses, and the strong man didn't look at him at all, but strode to the front of the bar, and slammed his fists on the wooden table... interrupted Daddy's self-amusement.

"Old dog, where did the three of them go?"

The strong man's voice was full of anger and irritability, obviously, this is a guy who doesn't suppress his emotions very much, their first reaction when they encounter any problem is to solve it with their fists, maybe it is a big trouble for ordinary people, but for real villains, this kind of opponent is their favorite.

"Daddy, do you need help?"

Cyber's voice was almost followed by the strong man's scolding, which naturally attracted the fire for Daddy, who turned his head to look at Cyber as if he were looking at a piece of garbage, but he ignored Cyber and turned his head back to Daddy who was leaning back in his chair,

"Byrne, where have they been?

"Who knows, Boshkin, aren't they your men? We all know that people are missing every day in Gotham, or is it that Jamie can't even manage his own men?"

Daddy picked up his pipe in his hand, clasped his hands on his chest, his chair raised back slightly, and his voice was full of mockery, "If I had to say, maybe those three bastards thought Gotham was too dangerous and ran away to pursue a better life elsewhere." ”

"Heaven, for example, well, maybe hell. ”

Cyber answered, as if he was singing and harmonizing with his fearless father, but his voice had a hint of impatient banter.

This tone directly detonated the anger of the strong man, he turned his head suddenly, pushed away his subordinates who seemed to be in the background behind him, and strode towards Cyber, Boshkin looked at him condescendingly, his bloodshot eyes were full of vicious looks, he stretched out a finger and pointed at Cyber's chest,

"Tell me, monkey, what do you mean by that?"

Cyber tilted his head to look at him, and since he was sitting in a chair, the tall Boshkin looked like a mountain in front of him, but before Boshkin's sinister smile dissipated, Cyber's left hand grabbed the finger of Boshkin that was low on his chest and pushed it back.

Boshkin's body bent downward under the action of sudden pain, but this protection of the body's instinct did not prevent the doom that suffered him.

"Click"

"Didn't your parents teach you not to swear casually?"

"Ahh

The pain of a broken finger spread to every nerve in his brain in an instant, and ten fingers connected to the heart, and it is said that this pain was second only to broken eggs and childbirth, and this sudden attack made Boshkin even fall to his knees without even reacting at all.

When that kind of heart-piercing pain came, the gangster from Siberia was black in front of his eyes, but as soon as his wail came out of his throat, he felt his big bald head fixed by a pair of hands, and he was greeted by a rapidly approaching knee.

"Bang"

The blow hit the bridge of his nose, and the blood spurted against Cyber's new pants, which made him a little dissatisfied, and he picked up the thick glass ashtray on the table and smashed it towards the big bright bald head that was shaking.

"Bang"

The strong man of K.O. fell to the ground, and the blood flowed down the back of his head, looking extremely strange and bloody.

Of course, in order not to get himself and his father into trouble, Cyber controlled his strength, but he was just unconscious, well, maybe it would be accompanied by a concussion or something, anyway, this look like eating cholesterol to train muscles is probably not short of money, so... It doesn't matter.

"Uh, that's disgusting..."

Cyber looked at the blood-stained ashtray in his hand and his new pants in disgust, he got up from his chair, kicked him in the face of the already unconscious strong man, kicked him out and rolled several times, the guy who had just shot and hurt people stretched his body, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the ashtray with a crack into the trash, and his left hand wiped on his belt, and a dagger shining with cold light fell into the palm of his hand.

The butterfly spun around in his hand like a flower, Cyber raised his head and grinned at the few men who were stunned in place, he walked quickly towards the three guys, there was still blood dripping from a few fingers of his right hand, and a dagger in his left hand, this gesture combined with the power of killing the strong man almost instantly, made the three gangsters who had followed Boshkin very early ago, but they were also the old brothers who followed Jamie's boss, and in terms of courage, they were much stronger than those young men in Bourne.

The tallest fellow pulled his dagger out of his pocket, and with a howl, he rushed towards Cyber, his brothers following him.

"Ahh

"Wow, pointless!"

Cyber's left foot slashed outward, the whole person was sideways, and with a slight hook of his right foot, the first guy who rushed over lost his balance, but in the middle of the stumbling, he was supported by Cyber's right hand and his body, and at the same time, with the sound of the dagger in his left hand piercing into the abdomen, he flew up again, kicking the lower abdomen of the second guy who pounced in the middle, and the guy stumbled and fell to the ground holding his stomach.

Blood dripped down the knife's left hand and fell to the ground, and with a push of Cyber's right hand, the already frightened guy was thrown to the ground, holding his stomach and starting to howl.

"Mark, Ollie, come and save me, I've been stabbed! I'm bleeding, I'm dying!

The man's voice was harsh, so Cyber gave him another kick, kicked out a few teeth, and his wail turned into a whining low.

"Don't look at me like that, guys, I'm not crazy. ”

With his arms outstretched, holding a blood-stained dagger in one hand and blood dripping from the fingers of the other, with his innocent face, he was a knife-wielding madman.

But he didn't lie, he put his thumb against the blade and only stabbed it a third of it, and he didn't hurt at all except for a little blood, but where did the last of his remaining subordinates ever see such a ruthless man who would open a person's head without saying a word and stab a guy in his hand.

When Cyber's eyes turned to him, this guy raised his hands tremblingly, and thought that he had been robbed, but in fact, they were the ones who really came to find fault, and they were going to take Daddy's life, but unfortunately, they didn't have this chance.

But at this moment, a shrill siren suddenly sounded at the door of the bar, and less than 1 minute later, a young policeman wearing a detective's hat and only a blue shirt rushed into the bar with his left hand on the holster and the handle of the gun in his right hand.

But there was no confrontation in the young man's imagination, and everything seemed to be normal, his esteemed dad sitting at the bar reading the newspaper, a young yellow man sitting boredly on the other side playing with the coins in his hand, a strong man in a black vest who fell in a pool of blood, a man who was rolling on the ground, a black man holding his stomach and snorting on the ground, and finally a trembling bastard with a blood-stained dagger in his left hand and a bloody ashtray in his right hand.

It looks like gang infighting.

"Squat, hold your head, bastard, throw away the murder weapon in your hand!"

The officer instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and he cautiously stroked the handle of the gun, and then shouted at the trembling fellow, who was as docile as a lamb, and immediately threw away the bloody guy in his hand, and crouched in the corner with his head in his hands.

The young officer breathed a sigh of relief, then removed his hand from the handle of the gun and turned his gaze to his father, the expression on his face becoming rich, as if he was seeing a loved one.

"Hi Dad, I heard about what's going on at the bar, I'm late... You know, I recently went to police officer training in Star City, I just came back, is everything okay here?"

Daddy put down the newspaper, a happy smile appeared on his wrinkled old face, and then enthusiastically gave the young officer a hug and patted him on the back.

"It's good to come back, my good son, the bar and I'm all right, come, I'll introduce you..."

Then the officer's gaze fell on Cyber, who was looking at him curiously with his right hand supporting his head, but the next moment, he drew his pistol with a standard and swift posture and aimed it at Cyber,

"Don't move... Hands up!"

Cyber twisted his head for some unknown reason, and then he saw his right hand supporting his head, and he patted his head and let out a frustrated moan.

On his right hand, there was still a trace of blood that had not been wiped clean, and it was obviously because of this that he was discovered by this police officer with extremely keen senses.

"They're infighting, trainee police officer, I'm a really good guy, don't believe you ask Daddy! He can testify!"

"Don't talk!

"It's really been too long since I played, and my hands are raw. ”

Cyber grunted, but he didn't mean to raise his hand at all, and even spread his hand towards the police officer with a big grin, and the whole person leaned back on the chair as if he had no bones, where was the ferocity just now, and he was even in the mood to joke when he was pointed at gunpoint.

"But you know what? Nosy guys, the most annoying. ”