Chapter 548: The Beginning
There are so many great events in history that no one will know what they will become until they become that great. www.biquge.info Great events and great people start from small parts, sometimes just like a drop of water in a river can one day turn into a big wave, affecting countless people and even the whole world.
Barry Allen, for example, is one such person. It was he who started this story.
Years ago, Barry Allen was an inconspicuous brat. It's the kind of typical nerd in school.,The whole person looks cute and cute.,It's obviously a good target for bad boy bullying.γ His childhood was spent running away from the fists of children his age, and unfortunately the worst thing he seemed to be at was running.
Until one day, his ordinary life, like so many similar children, was suddenly given an extraordinary meaningβin a cruel way.
To this day, he vaguely remembers that afternoon. His mother, Norah Allen, was driving his car when it broke down on the side of the road. As Nora sweats as she tinkers with the vehicle's engine, Barry crouches on the side of the road in frustration.
"If it were me, I'd get someone to help, Mom." He said dejectedly.
"I knew you would, Barry." Nora smiled and said, "But only I can get this old guy up and running...... Tell us about school? I'm not in a good mood today, and I'm being bullied again? β
"Those kids, they're always punching people with their fists just because other kids aren't 'cool' enough."
"What did I say to you yesterday?" Accept what you can't change', Barry, you have to learn to accept it. "One day you'll understand that being bullied at school is a small thing, and that one day you're going to be in a much worse situation...... And we have no choice but to learn to accept it. β
Barry nodded, "Well, Mom, I'll remember." β
"Something worse" really happened.
Years later, the mother's photo was sealed in the file bag of the Midtown Police Department, stamped with the words "Open Case"
A few big words.
That night changed the trajectory of Barry's life forever, and the shadow had hung over this sunny young man for more than a decade. His mother died tragically inexplicably, and his father was unjustly imprisoned, which became the pain of this young man's life.
And today, he has finally stepped out of the shadows. He has a lot of new companions, some extraordinary super friends, even a beloved woman, and is even included in the ranks of the greatest heroes on Earth as The Flash. If you let people who know everything about him, they may feel that he is already a winner in life, and there is nothing to be picky about his current life.
But the truth is, happiness is not something that can be seen that simplely.
Gotham, underground.
It's no secret that Wayne Corporation's owner, Bruce Wayne, sponsors a large number of Gotham vigilantes, including Batman, and why Wayne Corporation's research department has the world's best security system is fully explained. Even in the underground facilities, which are affiliated with the company, there is a first-class security system in the world.
But it's just enough to hold most people off.
"Boom!"
The dull sound of an explosion echoed throughout the underground space, and the metal plates fell to the ground in a puff of flying smoke. Three figures emerged from the smoke and dust, the leader of which was a burly man, wearing a yellow and black mask, a special forces-style armor and various weapons and ammunition, and two long swords behind his back.
He is the best mercenary in the world, codenamed Deathstroke, and there are few places in this world that he can't enter.
Behind him, two black-uniformed pawns swept away the smoke in front of him, and one of them said, "I hate high explosives, they smell...... It's uncomfortable. β
Deathstroke glanced at the two of them.
"You can stay here." He said coldly, "I told my employer that I don't need ...... I also don't like to act in teams. β
"What are you kidding, we also took the money to do things." One humane, "Our brothers have also made a name for themselves on the road, Death Knell, we value our reputation." β
"Hmph, of course you do."
Deathbell ignored them and strode inside. The two looked at each other and followed. The three of them came to a tall alloy door with several locks on it before stopping.
"Now I'm going to crack the combination lock." Knell said coldly, "Be quiet. β
The other two looked at each other, shrugged helplessly, and stepped aside.
It was at this time that the dark shadow approached silently. The two men were still looking to the left and right in boredom, and without any resistance, they were suddenly grabbed into the darkness by their hands.
Deathstroke suddenly stopped what he was doing and turned around alertly.
There was no one, and even the two rookie partners were nowhere to be found.
But that's just for the average person. He is Deathknell, the best mercenary in the world, able to perceive what others can't.
Without hesitation, he decisively drew his gun, a string of bullets propelled by sparks and disappeared into the darkness, and the black figure rolled and avoided under the light of the muzzle fire, half-crouching and facing the death knell.
"Winged Knight." Deathstroke snorted, "I should have known I was going to meet one of you. After all...... This is Gotham. β
"You shouldn't have come to Gotham, Deathknell." Roy said coldly, "You shouldn't have come here. Who hired you? What do you want? β
"Now that you know who I am, you should know how stupid it is to ask these questions!"
After the death knell finished speaking, another burst of sparks from the machine gun, and bullets rained down.
It was not the first time that Roy had encountered the death knell, of course, he knew how terrible he was, and he didn't hit it hard, but threw down the smoke screen while dodging. A thick smoke screen instantly took over the space of the warehouse.
Knell sneered: "Smoke bombs? You use a smokescreen against me? Do you think I'm going to ......"
At this point, the words came to an abrupt end, and the moment the death knell's keen senses that far exceeded ordinary people were touched, he suddenly turned around, and silver light flashed out from the scabbard behind his back, sweeping through the thick smoke screen.
But unexpectedly, it didn't really hit any real thing, but it seemed to be ...... The feel of being intercepted by some kind of tough silk thread.
It was a bat cord, and his blade swept against a bat cord. The bat rope was pulled by his powerful arm and quickly contracted, and the dart he was holding at the other end quickly swirled.
It was just the moment when he swung his knife and straightened it up, and with the help of the death knell's arm power, the darts that swirled were almost unavoidable.
But he is the death knell, and he can do what others can't.
Releasing the hilt of the sword in his hand with incredible reflexes, Deathknell's body was unbelievably short, and he avoided the batmang without danger, and the dart holding the bat's rope exploded, and the storm pushed the smoke screen to scatter in all directions.
However, the moment he narrowly avoided the Blasting Bat Boom attack, Roy's knee was already in view.
The flurry of smoke bombs, bat cords, and blasting batrangs were all just tricks, and the full force of the face was the main thing.
Got it!
In an instant, Roy felt as if an invisible force had seized him. The body instantly lost its sense of balance and fell into a whirlwind.
That's right, it's like ...... It's the same feeling when you travel into this world. (To be continued.) )