10. Ignited... [9/100]
Cyber stood quietly outside the department, looking at Kevin lying in it, out of the six people last night, only one survived, and of course, the two children he protected.
The city is dangerous, and Cyber has told Kevin more than once that he needs to learn to protect himself and not put his hopes in others.
Kevin eventually heeded Cyber's advice and put on a special body armor on the way to Pier 14, which protected his body, but failed to keep his limbs, severe burns all over his body, shattered bones, concussions, and 27 pieces of shrapnel removed from his body.
Kevin can still breathe, this is already a great luck, Cyber knows that he can't expect too much, but looking at Kevin lying there in front of him, like black charcoal, he feels that his brother is alive like this, it is better to let him die a little more happily.
Cyber is wearing a black suit with a black strip of cloth on his left arm, this is the meaning of mourning, last night's explosion killed the absolute core of the Devil's Gang, together with Sergei, who had been seriously injured and dying before, the current Devil's Gang is simply a leaderless situation.
Cyber could have imagined with his feet how lively the docklands would be today...
"Cyber, what's wrong with Kevin?"
The father who came in a hurry was still on crutches, with Catherine with tears on her face, and behind them, there was a heavy-faced Gordon and an ugly Robin.
"He's alive... But only alive. β
Cyber said indifferently, and then put his eyes on Gordon, that kind of substantive cold gaze made Gordon take a step back, Robin in a police uniform stepped forward and held his wrist,
"Don't be impulsive!"
"Whew..."
Cyber took a deep breath, he reached out and touched Catherine's head, he turned to Daddy and said, "Daddy, you take the core to New York, send her to Xavier's Talent Academy, it's not safe here." β
"What about you?"
Daddy looked at Cyber with his hands on crutches, a hint of worry flashed in his slightly cloudy eyes, "First Sergey, then Kevin... Cyber, what are you going to do?"
"It's simple. β
Today's Cyber spoke unusually succinctly, he looked at Gordon and whispered, "I'm going to be Batman, I should have done it a year ago, but it's been put off until today." β
He looked at Kevin lying in the department, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which combined with the ridicule at this moment, made people extremely frightened.
"The man who had been trying to restore peace to Gotham is lying here dead and dying, and I'm going to help him do what he wants to do. β
"You're going to start a fight?"
Gordon stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Cyber, "Are you serious?"
"Do you think I'm the one who won't fight back after being beaten?"
Cyber took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped his fingers, his face was indifferent, and his tone became gentle,
"You see, I don't really want to get blood on my hands, Woolz was the one you asked me to let out... He had spent quiet in Arkham Asylum until he died of old age, and I should have sent the dark rats into their cages one by one, and it was you who promised me that you would kill them in a more peaceful way. β
He reached out and helped Gordon straighten his slightly disheveled clothes,
"You've broken your promise, Gordon. β
"I believe that the price for you is that my brother now knows whether he is alive or dead, and the peace and quiet he created is about to collapse, and everything in the docklands and the narrow island will return to the chaos and darkness that they once were..."
He put the handkerchief in his hand into Gordon's hand,
"Your hands are also stained with blood, wipe them clean, and watch me do it in my own way. β
Robin felt the stagnancy of the atmosphere, he knew what Cyber would do when he went crazy, and he tried to persuade him to calm down,
"Cyber, don't be like this, no one wants this to happen..."
"Smack"
A cold slap was thrown in the face of the persuasive Robin, not Cyber, not Gordon, but Daddy.
Christian Titch, the 70-year-old man, had his cane in his hand colliding on the ground, his eyes shining with unbearable rage, he trembled and pointed at Kevin, who was lying in the department, his voice was never so angry and low.
"Look at him! Robin, that's the brother you've been living with for more than a year, he's dying! Faithful to duty, I understand you, but do you still want to stop your loved ones from avenging him?"
The enraged daddy was like a crazy lion, he took a step forward and roared at Robin,
"Tell me, Robin, are you going to stop Cyber?"
Robin didn't think that his words would cause this result, but he couldn't argue with his father, who picked him up and raised him after he was abused by the foster family and ran away from home, and in his heart, his father was his father.
"Don't do that, Daddy. β
Cyber reached out and snuggled behind his breathless daddy, he looked at Robin and swayed,
"It's going to make outsiders see the joke, don't worry, I'll get Kevin justice. β
"Whew... Whew..."
Daddy closed his eyes and tried to calm his trembling body, and finally, he took Cyber's hand,
"Kill them all! kill all those who dare to hurt your loved ones, and don't give them a second chance to hurt you!"
"Hmm"
"I'll do it, trust me, Catherine, send Daddy home, Robin, go and do what you have to do with Mr. Gordon." β
He reached out and straightened his clothes, moved his fingers, and smiled at Gordon,
"I should go too... Do what I'm supposed to do. β
He walked forward, and as he passed Gordon, the police chief asked in a low voice,
"Do you really want to do this? You're only going to make Gotham more chaotic, worse, and even you..."
"The city is alive or dead... Does it have anything to do with me?"
Cyber stopped, he didn't look back, just asked in a hoarse voice, "I actually only have one question, if you give me a satisfactory answer, I can live quietly as before." β
"Huh?"
Gordon looked at the side of Cyber's face, and he saw the taller and taller young man in front of him squint,
"My brother is dying, why are they still alive?"
"Why are they still alive?"
"Huh?"
Gordon couldn't answer the question, and Cyber reached out and patted him on the shoulder,
"You're a good cop, I know, so I don't blame you, but Kevin's life is precious, and he saved the city, didn't he? So if he dies, I'll let all of Gotham have someone to do with it to pay for him, and I'm not going to break my word. β
"I've always been, and I do what I say!"
"Da, da, da"
The sound of Cyber's footsteps faded away, and Gordon leaned against the wall, reaching out and taking off his black-rimmed glasses, and he glanced at Robin, the young man who had been blinded by the slap just now, and still hadn't come to his senses.
"Robin, inform everyone, tonight is closed, everyone is going to patrol with guns! Get ready for the fire department and the heavy police, tonight, it is expected to be very unpeaceful. β
A few minutes later, Gordon, who was sitting back in the car, took out his mobile phone and pressed a string of numbers.
"Bruce... Kevin was seriously injured, the gangsters did it, Cyber Tha... He's going crazy. β
β... I'm going to rush back as fast as I can, hold on!"
The house near the Gotham Port Authority, the nest of the Devil's Gang, after the explosion last night, was surrounded by the Devil's Gang from all over the world this morning, under the word of mouth of people who care.
If only one of the bigwigs has a problem, it is impossible for this to happen, there are 7 high-level people in the Devil's Gang, and anyone can manage this matter smoothly, but unfortunately, except for Sergei, who was seriously injured earlier, last night, the remaining 6 bigwigs and the leader Kevin were almost all killed.
It's like a snake with its head cut off, its body is not dead, but it has begun to lose blood and vitality rapidly.
"Where's Boss Kevin?"
"The boss was blown up and killed, and I saw it with my own eyes in the hospital, and my dad is gone!"
"Bastard dares to say that the boss is dead, I think you're going to die now!"
"Shut up< shut up - can you get in touch with the other bosses?"
A group of people are panicked, or gloomy, and some are grumpy, and they are holding on to those nonsense guys to retaliate, a team, no matter what the purpose, no matter what the faith, is always peaceful on weekdays, and only in times of crisis can we see the essence of each person.
It is said that when a person is about to die, it is the time when a person is closest to the truth, and if there are loyal people, there will naturally be wall grass, and there will be some uncertain guys.
They quietly blended in with the crowd, walked out the carefully made up half-truths and half-truths, and heartily stirred the heartstrings of these people who were already under great pressure, almost without directly saying "The Devil's Gang is over, let's go and vote for other bosses." β
The confusion lasted for more than 20 minutes, and then the closed door was pushed open, and a man in a black suit with a strip of cloth on his left arm walked into the hall, holding a black sheathed knife in one hand and a pistol in the other.
"Bang"
Before he could even react, the skull of his skull was blown off by the bullet, and the red, white, viscous, fishy, bloody liquid splattered everywhere.
Their whispers, those words that sounded disgusting, could not be concealed by Cyber's keen ears.
The shot calmed all the voices, and the eyes of the more than 100 people in the hall were on Cyber, who remembered the face of the Port Authority director who had led them into the Narrow Island a year earlier, slicing the Gambol gang to pieces.
Cyber stepped forward and casually threw the gun in his hand to a more familiar guy, he stood in front of everyone, his cold gaze swept over everyone, the substantive murderous aura and cold aura, so that everyone in this hall felt the momentum of this person.
It's like an unsheathed knife... So sharp that even if you just touch it, you will cut through the skin.
"Kevin is dying..."
"I'm going to avenge him!"
"Which of you wants to come along?"
Three simple sentences, but like a hammer smashed into the hearts of these panicked gangs, he stood there with the handle of the straight-edged knife in both hands, his eyes closed, he seemed to be waiting for the first person to stand up, he believed that as long as Kevin had a little brain, among the more than 100 people, at least a third must be his diehards.
There are also those dock workers who were once instigated by him to attack the narrow island together, they looked at Cyber, thinking about Saiber's three sentences, and there was silence for 3 minutes, everyone knew what they would face when they went out this time.
"I'll go!"
A faint voice came from the gate, and Cyber opened his eyes, it was a thin child, with bruises from beatings, and he was limping away, as if he had just been injured, and he knew that he was Ed's younger brother, a guy who had always been on the wrong side of Kevin.
Everything last night also appeared because of him.
Joey walked up to Cyber, he raised his head with difficulty, he looked at Cyber, he was different from the others, he had heard some things about Cyber from Ed, at this time, he was a little scared, in the face of Cyber's cold gaze, he gritted his teeth.
"Kevin gave me and my sister a life, I owe him a life, I'll go with you!"
The killing intent in Cyber's eyes subsided, and he nodded, and Joey stood behind him, then the guy he felt familiar with but couldn't name, and he silently walked out of the crowd and stood behind Cyber, then the third, and then the fourth, and the fifth.
Eventually, the hall split from the center, with nearly 70 people behind Cyber and more than 20 people isolated on the other side.
Cyber glanced back at his brothers who had become silent and hated the same enemy, and when he looked back, the killing intent in his eyes was completely undisguised, as if all disguise had been lost at this moment, and the knife in his hand slowly slid out of the blade.
"The Devils... No need for cowards!"
"Kill them!"
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