Prestige is a good thing.

For ambitious people, prestige is definitely an indispensable ornament, how strangers can identify whether a leader is worth following, how to judge whether a power value is not worth paying attention to, prestige is the first judging factor.

An obscure guy is certainly not expected much from anyone, the era of heroes starting from recklessness is long gone, when a group of people are groping in the dark, those who have their own halo and can light the way forward will be surrounded by their instincts.

Then it snowballed bigger and bigger, and eventually became a big force on the one side.

But there are also downsides to prestige, once you are followed by too many people, trouble always comes later.

"Boss, just yesterday day, more than 500 mutants poured into the Gotham docklands. ”

Lewis bit the chicken leg in his hand with a headache and complained to Cyber who was drinking porridge: "They came from all over the country, the farthest away even from Brazil, they don't know anything about Gotham, they just shout to see you and join the devil's gang." ”

Unmoved, he blew on the warm porridge, put it in his mouth, and chewed it a few times before he spoke:

"How much did you take?"

"Confiscate all of them!"

Lewis spread out his greasy hands and said helplessly: "Shauna, little girl, went back to London to study, we have no way to identify their minds, I still have them at Pier 11, but we can't just keep them like this, right?"

"How's the composition?"

Cyber asked again, this time answering Cooper, who is now the deputy commissioner of the Port Authority's Immigration Bureau, who was still in the same floral shirt and beach pants, and as he split the pizza on his plate, he said:

"Well, the people who can come into exile with us definitely won't be too well mixed, all low-level mutants below the gamma level, and most of them are homeless guys, and a small number of them are engaged in some not-so-good jobs... Thieves, thieves, fugitives, etc., don't ask, you can see it in their eyes. ”

He took a bite of the pizza and shrugged:

"Except for the mutant identity, they're like a bunch of refugees. ”

"Hmm..."

Cyber picked up the cloth and wiped his mouth, a thought flashed in his eyes, and after a moment he spoke:

"Did Harvey call a few days ago and say that the gangsters on the Mexican side are behaving abnormally?"

Hearing this, Lewis threw away the chicken bones, wiped his fingers with a cloth, and said disdainfully:

"Those miscellaneous are always trying to steal our territory, and they will reap the same defeat this time! Harvey's army will tear down every bone of them!"

"No, no, no, I mean..."

A calm smile appeared on the corner of Cyber's mouth, and he whispered, "I mean, since we have a group of mutants crying and shouting to join us, why do we want our brothers to fight and bleed?"

He reached out and picked up a stick of cooked corn, and pulled the kernels off little by little, and he snorted:

"Blood brings loyalty, doesn't it? Throw them and the mutants who come after them on the battlefields of Mexico, and the war will show us who can be trusted, and let Toad and his brothers lead this group. ”

Lewis and Cooper looked at each other, the latter hesitated, took a bite of the pizza, and whispered:

"But Boss, throw such a group of rookies with no combat experience directly into the battlefield of the drug lords, I'm afraid they will... It will be wiped out, which may not be good for your reputation. ”

"If you're dead, you're dead, and it's good to be clean when you're dead!"

Cyber shook his hand: "Fame? What is the use of what we want from that thing? Are you really planning to build a nation in Gotham? Don't be stupid! Brutality is the good reputation we should be pursuing now, scaring off those cowards and attracting those real mainstays." ”

He snorted, picked up the corn kernels on the plate with chopsticks and threw them into his mouth, and he glanced at his men:

"What am I going to do with those crumbs that I can't fight and don't want to fight hard, and just want to cool off under the big tree?

"Okay, Boss, we got it!"

Lewis and Cooper shared the rest of the pizza, and the two left the villa on their front and back feet, Seber rested on his chair, and May in an apron cleaned up the table with a cold face, cleaning the room without saying a word, and after Dorothy left, the house soon welcomed another more indifferent "head maid".

"Ding Dong"

The sound of the doorbell ringing made Cyber open his eyes from his rest, he glanced at May, and then went to open the door in his pajama slippers, but the moment the door opened, a little guy threw himself directly into his arms.

"Uncle Cyber, I'm here again!"

With black hair, full of energy, and dressed in a modest little black suit, Damien Wayne threw himself from his father's arms into Cyber's arms like a cannonball.

The swift blow made Cyber stagnate for a moment, but then he smiled and touched the little fellow's head, and nodded at the Waynes who were standing outside the door, and motioned for them to come in, and Cyber walked into the house with the not quiet Damien, and took a piece of candy from his hand and stuffed it into his hand, and patted him on the head:

"Let's go play with your sister Catherine, they're going to meet some good friends today, and you can go with them. ”

Damian snorted coolly:

"I don't play with girls, and I don't know their friends. ”

"Hahaha"

Cyberhaha smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and winked at Damien very mysteriously: "Go, I promise you, little man, if you don't go today, you will regret it for the rest of your life, it is definitely a good friend you have never met." ”

Damien hesitated, he knew that this mysterious Uncle Cyber would not lie to him, after all, he was red.The devil came, he looked back at his father and mother, and finally Rachel took Damien upstairs to find Catherine and the little girls who were still sleeping.

Leaving Cyber and Bruce in the living room, everyone knows that these two men have something to say.

"Speaking of which, why are you busy people in the mood to come to me today?"

Cyber personally poured a cup of tea for Bruce, who was dressed in casual clothes, and changed his usual serious style, his face was full of leisure and pleasure, he glanced at Cyber and asked softly:

"Can't I just come and see my old friend?"

Cyber snorted and sat across from Bruce, his legs crossed:

"Where's Ah Fu?"

"Ah Fu has not been in good health lately, I sent him to Rome for a holiday, where he may have to spend a long recovery period. ”

A trace of sadness crossed Bruce's face: "He's old after all, and the weather in Gotham is honestly not very suitable for retirement." ”

Cyber took a sip of hot tea, and he waved his hand:

"Don't worry, people like Ah Fu will live a hundred years. ”

It may seem like a blessing, but it's not just a blessing, according to a certain neurotic, as long as Batman's people stay in Gotham, they will never die.

It's hard to say whether it's an evil blessing or not, but the only thing that is certain is that Old Ah Fu will definitely be able to see his little master grow up safely.

The conversation between the two men was always accompanied by a lot of silence, but the atmosphere did not seem awkward, and the two guys had not sat together so calmly for a long time.

"I said, there are a lot of mutants coming in Gotham these days, and you're also famous now, how does it feel to be a star?"

Bruce waved at Cyber the newspaper in his hand, which was full of long and long introductions to Cyber, and in the absence of information, the East Coast reporters took advantage of their brains to make up for seven completely different backstories for Cyber in just one week.

From the down-and-out aristocracy of the Far East, to the mysterious family born in Gotham, and even the most capable of the lace tabloids, claiming that Cyber did not exist at all, what people saw that day was just a false memory projected in people's minds by the mysterious Professor X.

Faced with this ridiculous question, Cyber shrugged:

"After Sergey broke the leg of the 7th reporter who tried to secretly take pictures, no one dared to disturb my life again, so if you had to ask, I would say, in fact, nothing has changed from before..."

At this point, he paused, looked up at Bruce, and accentuated his tone:

"Are you worried that the entry of mutants into Gotham will affect the bad but orderly order of the city?"

"Hmm. ”

Bruce nodded, not denying Cyber's claim, he pondered for a moment, and then spoke:

"There's been a bit of a weird thing about the Joker lately, he seems to be aware of something, you know, like rats and snakes that sense an earthquake is coming, and they run away in advance, and he doesn't run away, but he retracts his actions, and I start monitoring the city again, and I see a lot of bad signs. ”

He raised his head, and a solemnity flashed in his eyes:

"Big things are going to happen in Gotham, and I have a hunch that it won't be smaller than the last Shadow Warrior invasion, and at this time, I really don't want another force to enter here again. ”

Cyber spreads his hands:

"You see, the Devils are maintaining the agreement, we are not expanding, as for the mutants, I can guarantee that they will not affect the city, oh my god, it's messed up enough, the city is yours, I don't have the idea of holding a hot potato into my arms, I won't make trouble for myself. ”

He sighed, shook his hand a little melancholy, and said lazily:

"I'll probably be leaving Gotham again in a few days, this time it's going to be longer, and there's a lot of troublesome things waiting for me to do, so do whatever you want, don't worry about the Devils. ”

"Hmm. ”

Bruce nodded, he changed his style, touched the teacup and asked softly, "I came here this time to ask for help, I heard that you have dealt with those ninja organizations in Toei before?"

"Huh?"

Cyber paused for a moment: "Hand and Foot Gang? Haven't they been uprooted? I made it myself." ”

"Unfortunately, you didn't. ”

Bruce took something out of his bosom and placed it in front of Cyber, it was a dark red kunai with blood on it, Cyber picked it up and looked at it in front of his eyes:

"There's a familiar smell... It smells like those damn youkai, so, Footgang! Where did you find that?"

He looked at Bruce, who pointed to the west:

"Xicheng District, Penguin people's sphere of influence, there was a homicide there 3 days ago, 7 homeless people died, there is a feeling of cult sacrifice, this thing is what I found at the scene. ”

Cyber's eyes tightened, and the dark red kunai melted little by little under the burning of the orange light that burst from his fingertips, and finally became a round ball, and his nose twitched:

"Okay, I'll tell you everything about the foot gang and the hand, but frankly, I can't spare time to help you right now, if you need help, go to the port area and find Lewis and Cooper, right... If you need help with high-end combat power, go to the Pier 14 sewers. ”

Cyber put the tea to his lips, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"I'd love to introduce you to my friends, who are also involved in the Hand and the Foot Gang, and maybe they can help you. ”

That night, after a dinner cooked by Cyber himself, Damian was pulled out with Catherine, Emma and Clarice, and Cornelia Hawkins, an otaku scientist who had never paid much attention to the outside world, and the five children were standing secretly at Pier 14 in Gotham at dusk, as if waiting for something.

"Sister Catherine, who are you coming to greet?"

Damien played with the Bat Knife given to him by Cyber, a strange weapon that rolled like a butterfly through a flower in the hands of this little child, who had inherited his father's fine bloodline and had a surprising talent for this cold weapon.

"Shh

Catherine winked at Damien, her eyes searched for the sea in front of her, and when she saw four ripples side by side, the little girl was at once excited, and she waved the katana in her hand, and shouted:

"Turtle, come on, I want to kill you!"

The next moment, Michelangelo's huge body jumped out from under the sea, posed handsomely at a few girls, and then fell into the sea, followed by Raphael, then Donatello, and finally the steady Leonardo, it was like a perfect diving performance, this scene suddenly caused the girls to scream, like fanatical star-chasing fans.

"Is there a pizza? Catherine, my good Maji, I'm starving all the way from New York!"

Michelangelo's four Ninja Turtles rushed ashore and clasped their palms with Catherine's girls, talking very familiarly, while on the side, someone was already frightened.

"Smack"

The bat knife in Damien's hand fell directly to the ground, and the little man rubbed his eyes vigorously, and he looked at Cornelia beside him for help:

"Sister Cornelia, did you see that? That's... Is that... Big talking turtle?"

The otaku scientist was also confused at this time, and she muttered to herself:

"I always thought Catherine was lying to me... They, they really exist, oh my God, grandpa is going crazy!"