"Bang"

The gunshot rang out, and the poor creature on his knees shook for a moment, and then fell to the ground weakly, blood flowing from his chest and slowly spreading on the ground.

This decisive shot made the two guys on the opposite side froze for a moment, and the wild dog man who held Robin hostage immediately planned to shoot Robin, and then fight to the death with Cyber, but the moment he pulled the trigger, Robin's left hand pushed his arm up from below, and the hot bullet slashed over the officer's head, followed by two more gunshots.

The bullet that flew from the muzzle of the gun hit the wild dog man who was holding Robin 15 meters away in the chest, and the other bullet hit the guy who had raised the gun and aimed it less than a second later, opening a hole in his heart.

Robin felt a hot liquid squirt out of his ears, and then, the body of the villain holding him captive fell to the ground weakly, and the weak police officer also fell to the ground, he breathed rapidly, after just experiencing a life-and-death speed, the pain of his whole body welled up in his head, and he felt that he was really going to die at this moment.

"Hey, Robin, wake up, bastard! I'm not here to end up for you! Wake me up!"

A strong arm lifted the officer out of the bloodstain, and Cyber used his arm to fix the "good son" who was softening his body, and he patted Robin on the face, the officer's eyes were almost out of focus, which was a symptom of excessive blood loss, that is, at the same moment, two flashes of headlights came from the darkness behind him, and then there was a sharp stop.

Cyber shielded his eyes with his arm, and he was half-kneeling on the ground, holding Robin in one hand and the smoke-emitting M9 in the other.

"Robin, what's wrong with you, Robin! Oh my God!"

The old man ran to Cyber and Robin and snatched Robin out of Cyber's hand, and the old man looked at his "good son", then at the four corpses around him, patted Cyber on the shoulder with a complicated expression, and threw a key to him.

"You go back to the tavern first, I'll take Robin to the hospital, don't worry, I'll make it clear to Gordon, stay there in peace." ”

With that, Dad ran to his pickup truck with the completely unconscious police officer, and the young man breathed a sigh of relief as Cyber watched the car start at 80 miles and rush towards the nearest hospital in the port, and then disappear under the streetlights.

Although he didn't know Robin well, he at least did his dad a favor, which made him feel a sense of peace of mind, he reached out and took the firearm in the wild dog man's hand and looked at it, snorted, and threw it aside.

"Cheap garbage. ”

He cursed, then stood up, took the cigar he had picked up from his dad from the pocket of his coat, lit it, took a deep breath of smoke, and strode to the trash can around the corner, took off the plastic glove he was using to eat pizza, and threw the bloodstained slippery glove into it.

He spat out a smoke ring, glanced back at the blood-soaked interface, and hummed a tune into the darkness.

Two minutes later, a hasty cough came from under the smashed Mustang police car, it was the villain who had been impaled through the palm of his hand, he had taken off the goat mask from his face, it was a thin black man, he was holding the impaled palm, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Just now, he had witnessed the whole slaughter of Cyber.

He crawled out of the car and curled up in a ball, looking at his dead brother, that extreme fear flooded out of his heart, causing his stomach to spasm and spit out the beer he had drunk before the violence began, his snot and tears welling up together, he suppressed and did not dare to cry, as if the yellow demon was still around here.

After another two minutes, he stood up with difficulty in his palms, and staggered towards the street on the other side, but the moment he burrowed into the darkness, the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead.

"Do you think I've forgotten you? No, I didn't!"

"No... Please... Please... Give me a chance... Please!"

He looked pitiful with snot and tears, but the opposite Cyber frowned, and just when he thought he still had a chance, his finger on the trigger moved slightly.

"Bang"

"When you tried to kill Robin, you didn't give him a chance. ”

Cyber looked at the fallen corpse, his eyes didn't fluctuate, he thought he was doing harm to the people, uh, well, he just killed a couple of villains who were joking with human lives, in Gotham, that's not worth mentioning at all, isn't it?

But just as he turned to leave, Cyber jerked his head back and looked up at the top of the other side, a small five-story building, and he sensed that someone was watching him, but maybe it was just an illusion, because when he looked over, it was empty.

"Well, maybe it's nervous. ”

Seber muttered to himself, and walked into the darkness, where only the cold wind blew through the night, and five minutes later, the light of the cigar re-lit in the darkness flickered, and then there was the sound of footsteps fading away.

"What a vigilant guy, a guy who kills people without blinking. ”

A dark shadow poked his head out from the edge of the roof, it was a strong man dressed strangely, he was wearing black, strange armor, which didn't look like metal, and a wide black cape, and most strangely, he had a black helmet like a bat, and two horn-like protrusions, and a black belt around his waist, and he looked at the back of Cyber leaving, and under the bat helmet were a pair of indifferent eyes.

It looks like a bat with its arms folded in the dark, darker than the dark night sky.

He only quietly arrives here when Cyber rescues Robin, and the combination of a wounded police officer and a cold-blooded killer apparently arouses his curiosity, but then, Cyber shuttles through the darkness and harvests the last villain, leaving him in a subtle sense of déjà vu.

The places he had been, the places he had traveled, the places he had blended in and exited.

"Simply and neatly, brutally and ferociously killed 5 people, when did this kind of person come out of Gotham Pier?"

The strong man stood still, letting the night breeze blow through his cloak, revealing a flowing black cloud in the darkness, and after a moment, he seemed to have made up his mind.

"Countering violence with violence... Violence brings fear..."

He weighed for a moment and began to run down the area of the top floor, but without making the slightest sound, but just as he was about to jump, a faint sound appeared in his headset, and the big bat stopped moving, his arms stretched out to the sides, and stopped silently at the edge of the stairs.

"Falconi..."

The dark guard shook his head, he turned around, quickly rushed in the other direction, and then leaped forward, the soft gauze black cloak behind his back suddenly swelled the moment he fell to the ground, and with his outstretched arms as support, in the wind like two open dragon wings, carrying him silently towards the docks.

Like a real black bat, silent, precise, and deadly.

There, there's a huge poison X deal going on, and he's been following them for a long time, it's the biggest operation of the Falconi gang in recent times, and it's been going on for a long time, and he feels like he's getting closer to the truth.

About the guy who threatened him with a gun 7 years ago and really opened the door to another world for him... The biggest cancer in Gotham City in his eyes, he wants to get rid of him... He swore to get rid of him!

Because of his parents, because of what he had suffered, what he had endured, everything he had abandoned.

He had gone through a lot of hardships, and he had made a vow that he would change this chaotic city that had no hope, and that he would change his hometown.

10 minutes later, Cyber walked into the window room on the third floor of the Old Gun Bar, he stood by the window, looking at the cold night outside the window, he reached out and took off his coat, sat on the chair by the window, picked up the raw beef taken out of the refrigerator, cut it with a knife, and put it in his mouth one by one.

He's hungry... There was a special hunger in his body, a feeling he had never felt before, he felt that every muscle and every cell in his body was frantically devouring the beef he had just swallowed, a large piece of beef was eaten in less than 3 minutes, and then he picked up the big red sausage at hand, and bit and chewed it in a big gulp.

"Hmm... Exhausted. ”

Cyber finished eating 1 red sausage, patted his stomach with satisfaction, then walked into the bathroom, took a comfortable hot bath, collapsed on the bed and quickly fell into a chaotic and shattered sleep, but within 2 minutes, a violent gunshot rang out on the dock outside the bar.

Cyber was awakened instantly, his eyes opened suddenly, his body seemed to spring up from the bed, like a shadow lying by the window, the silver-white pistol was already in his hand, he glanced out, in the far dock area, some of the lights had been extinguished, but the tail flame of the bullets was like flowers blooming in the dark.

This sudden uproar pierced the dark silence.

"At this time? It looks like it's a bit of fun. ”

Cyber picked up his bloodstained coat and sniffled in disgust, but he wore it anyway, and it was not a good idea to go out in a white shirt on such a night, so he rummaged through his father's counter, put the revolver he had taken from the gangster in his pocket, and walked out of the bar and walked briskly towards the war zone.

Cyber wasn't a madman, and he wouldn't want to go near a battlefield that could be hit by a stray bullet at any time if he had to, but Daddy had too little firepower here, and he desperately needed something "powerful".

It's not just because of his father's employment, Robin has already told him that Gotham, this city of bad law and order is a bit too dangerous, and if he doesn't want to go against the grain, he has to find a way to sharpen his fangs.

Before anyone else hurts him, let him see the taste of bloodshed.

And the brave man has always been lucky, just as Cyber was approaching the war zone, a fat man in a brown jacket ran towards him panting, and Cyber's eyes lit up, and the panicked fat man looked like a good thing in his hand.

At least it was much better than the rifled revolver in his hand.

"Hey, friend, where are you going?"