"Mario!" Ryan screamed at his back.

The fierce man immediately turned around, his eyebrows furrowed, "You know me?"

Ryan nodded slightly, smiled like sunshine and said, "Thank you."

Mario Pepper, a small role that doesn't matter, an innocuous little supporting role. If he hadn't met Ryan, or if he hadn't spoken to Ryan, then maybe tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, at the latest, he would have died.

The subsequent value of an ordinary death is nothing more than being used to frame others or complete a plan to hide from the world.

There is no need to feel strange, and there is no need to feel sad for him.

Because such things are common in Gotham City every day, no one can care about them, and in the end, he is indeed not a good person in the true sense of the word, and he may have died much earlier in other cities.

Ryan's gaze fell on the book in his hand again.

A botanical book, looking at the cover and introduction, is not very profound, more like a popular science or a book for children.

Mali has a very good Olympics, and he has a daughter named "Ivy Pepper", who in the Gotham TV series, this girl is a poison ivy who is passionate about environmental protection.

Of course, there is an "iron law" in the DC universe, almost 99% of heroes or villains have a childhood or family that is not very lucky, and at least one of the parents will die. Well, Aquaman is an exception, he has both parents, but his strength/popularity is quite average. It really feels like some kind of curse.

So if you wake up one day and find yourself picking up a superman, don't be busy and be happy, think about whether you will sacrifice to the sky first.

Back to the present.

Maybe it's because he bought a book for his daughter, so he feels pity for Ryan, who looks about the same age as his daughter?

Whatever the cause, Ryan decides: save his life.

"Are you going home?" Ryan asked again.

Mario's brow furrowed even deeper, "What does it have to do with you?"

"Can you take me?"

Mario was stunned for a moment, then laughed abruptly twice, and his face turned cold again: "No!"

With that, he strode away.

Ryan didn't think it was strange, with the other party's character, it was already a great mercy to be able to open his mouth to remind him.

But.

Never mind.

I don't want you to die, you can't die.

Out.

I didn't go far before the tail behind me followed again.

Ryan turned into an uninhabited alley.

The footsteps behind quickly approached unabashedly.

As the figure passed through the corner, a blood-red knife passed through the side of his neck, and then the tall body was suddenly dragged in.

In front of the corpse, Ryan stretched out a hand, palm down.

Blood like a column of water gushes out of the knife on the neck and melts into the body.

The absorption of blood energy made Ryan's height rise accordingly, and his clothes gradually became a little ill-fitting, especially the shoes, which were quickly burned out by him directly with light energy.

This surprised Ryan himself, he didn't expect blood energy to have such an effect.

In about ten seconds, only a dried corpse remained on the ground.

Syllable!

With a snap of the fingers, the corpse quickly spontaneously combusted, and no flames could be seen, only white ash drifting away with the wind.

Ryan then turned his head to look at the metal ladder high up behind him.

A teenage girl dressed in black with short brown hair squatted in the corner to cover her mouth, her big smart eyes full of horror.

When Ryan turned his head and looked at her, her pupils suddenly contracted violently, and she turned her head and ran.

Her movements were very agile and her speed was not slow, and in the blink of an eye, she climbed to the rooftop.

But when she landed and got up, she suddenly saw a pair of feet appear in front of her.

Without looking up, she turned around and was about to jump downstairs.

"You're not afraid of falling to your death?"

That's better than having no corpse dead.

"You are dead, and the blood is mine."

She flickered, gritted her teeth, and leaped to her feet, trying to jump to the low roof of the building opposite.

However, as soon as the body jumped up, the next second the ankle was tense, and the whole person was suddenly pulled back.

Landed, she had to run again.

But as soon as he looked up, a long knife was placed on his neck.

Her gaze followed the blade of the knife that flowed like blood, and she soon saw Ryan's face.

There is no doubt that this is a child about her age.

No, it should be said, monsters.

"Are you going to kill me?" She asked bluntly, and there was no fear on her round face, only a flickering gaze that proved that she was not calm at the moment.

"Don't be stupid, I don't kill women."

Ryan picked up the sword, and the blade returned to his body like blood.

"What's your name?"

"Selina Kyle."

"Ryan Lee." Ryan reached out to her.

Her hesitant gaze wandered back and forth between Ryan's face and palm before she grabbed his hand and stood up.

Face to face, she stared into Ryan's eyes for a long time, only to realize to her surprise that Ryan was now enough to be at her level with herself.

"You just ......."

She stretched out her hand and compared, Ryan a few minutes ago was probably half a head smaller than he is now.

"Obviously, I've grown taller." Ryan tugged at the shortened sleeves and hem of his dress, and the trousers, which became shorter than seven points, were of course more uncomfortable. As for being barefoot or anything, it doesn't matter.

Probably because of his appearance, as well as his calm tone and demeanor, Selina felt less frightened in her heart.

"You...... Is it human?"

"Of course."

"And you just now?"

"He wanted to kidnap me." Ryan shrugged, "As a child, I can only do my best to protect myself."

「……」

After a moment of silence, she asked, "Can I go?"

Ryan looked back, "Where are you going?"

"Go...... I don't know, maybe it'...... Alive."

Ryan looked at her big eyes, "You can live anywhere, you might as well follow me."

"You?" Serena's eyes widened slightly.

"Are you afraid?"

She nodded unabashedly, let alone her, who would not be afraid of such a scene?

Ryan laughed abruptly.

"That...... So what?"

In Serena's eyes, a pair of pure white and holy wings of light and a brilliant and magnificent holy sword were reflected.

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Dusk, tree-lined paths.

The slanting sun reflected behind him, shining two long shadows.

Selina nibbled on the bread as she looked at Ryan's side face.

"When you walk, you should see the road." Ryan said without turning his head.

Selina didn't show any shyness, but looked at Ryan generously.

"Won't you give yourself a change of clothes?"

"I'll change it later."

"Don't you have any money, I can borrow you first, although it's not a lot, but you can buy a cheap dress first." Otherwise, I would feel awkward looking at you."

"I don't really have any money, but I'll have it right away. As for awkwardness...... You don't have to look at it."

Selina pursed her lips and shoved the last loaf of bread into her mouth.

"The Waynes are rich, but are you sure they'll give you money?"

"Yes."

"What if you don't give it?"

"I can grab it."

「…… I know you're not the kind of bad guy you are, so you don't have to scare me."

Ryan smiled and turned to look at her:

"We are all children, we can't live without money, we can't beat the homeless by begging on the street, and no one wants to find a job, if we want to live, we can only rob or steal, otherwise what else can we do?"

Selina looked into his clear eyes and suddenly fell into memory.

Seemingly, Ryan was right.

After a while, she lowered her eyes and said, "Most of the orphans in Gotham are like this, but you certainly don't include you."

"Why do you say that?"

"You...... It's not the same. Even if you steal and rob all the same, you can quickly become a rich man living in the upper city, and then live in a big house, sitting in a luxury car, and staring indifferently at the street orphans."

This is Gotham.

The Wayne family has endured, but at the same time, there will always be someone who will rise. It's just that their experience and rise are destined that their reincarnation will not bring too many changes to Gotham, it is nothing more than a change in the position of another person, and what the life of other classes should be like or what it is.

But now it's different.

Ryan glanced at fate on his arm.

Its source should come from the Marvel Universe.

He didn't grasp the idea of fate before, but as his father said, he stirred the river and even attracted TVA.

Then, in the world under his feet, where "the hero is just a teenager, and the villain is still a minion", he is too ashamed of his ability if he doesn't let the whole river boil directly.

"Then change it." Ryan said.

Selina was stunned.

"Don't believe me?"

"It's not." Selina shook her head slightly, then said affirmatively, "You're definitely not from Gotham."

Ryan looked ahead and said as he walked, "I know what you mean. Gangsters, police stations, local prosecutors, municipal administrations, from top to bottom, from light to dark, are full of collusion."

Selina kept nodding her head, and at the same time became more confused, "Then you dare to say that."

"I dare to say it because I know that when people are killed, they die."

The light and light words floated into her ears, and Selina couldn't help but shake her neck and froze in place for a long time.

She hurried to catch up with Ryan, "Why do you kill people at every turn, how old are you?"

"Twelve."

"You're younger than me."

"I'm talking about physical age."

"What?"

The two walked and talked, walked through the streets and alleys, and soon came to a quiet place.

Ahead, the trees are lush and the road is straight, and through the gate, you can see a luxurious manor.

"You can climb up there." Selina said, pointing to the trees on the left wall.

Ryan raised an eyebrow.

"But you have wings, can you fly?" She asked again

Without much explanation, Ryan reached out and grabbed her by the back collar and lifted it up, sprinting two steps under his feet before leaping sharply, and the two of them flew high above the gate.

At this height, you don't need wings.

Be born.

Selina pursed the corners of her mouth tightly to keep herself from screaming, but she grabbed the corners of Ryan's clothes with both hands.

Suddenly, I heard a stabbing sound, and the shirt that had been propped up by the grown body was suddenly torn.

Serena's mouth suddenly opened in an "O" shape.

Facing Ryan's gaze, she quickly let go and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to......

"It's fine." Ryan took off his shirt and hugged it in his arms.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked out of the mansion in front of him.

His eyes lit up, his brow furrowed slightly, and he stepped forward quickly, shouting, "Children, this is a private area."

Selina heard the voice and immediately looked at Ryan.

However, Ryan did not respond in any way, just continued to step forward with a determined pace.

Soon, the three met.

Alfred looked at Ryan's shirtless upper body and bare feet, and then quickly examined his whole person, and his tone suddenly changed

Slow.

"I should be able to find clothes and shoes that fit you, and you can rest here for the night, but please don't run around, tomorrow morning, you can choose to go to the welfare facility, or I will give you a little money to go home on your own."

There must be no home, or he wouldn't run around, but he knows Gotham, and if it weren't for the fact that Ryan didn't look like those wandering gangster teenagers, he would probably just take out the change and send the two away.

However, there is not much he can do.

Especially when this family has just lost the male and female owners.

"Thank you very much for your kindness, but my companion and I are not here to beg."

"Huh?"

"Actually, I'm a pretty good psychiatrist."