Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Everyone has something they want in their hearts. This kind of thing is generally called desire, and desire cannot be filled. In mythology, this kind of feeling is called the original sin of human beings. It is not unreasonable It is because desire itself appears with the birth of life, it is our instinct, and it is the embodiment of animal nature flowing in our bones.

When you have 10 dollars, you will long for 100 dollars, then 1000 dollars, and finally 10,000 dollars. This is just money. In human feelings and life, there are always many things that are more important than money.. .And this desire for important things will appear more dangerous.

And there are also many things in life, which are difficult to get back after you lose them, and the longer you lose them, the more painful they will be, such as precious treasures, such as love and family affection, which are the most pure and beautiful feelings of human beings. Sometimes, it can drive human beings to create miracles, but in turn, the darkness derived from these beautiful feelings will also be terrifying to the point of unimaginable.

"Hey, Chief, the underground casino in the lower city has been destroyed!"

Inspector Swann's capable voice came through the intercom, waking up Gordon, who was in a state of distraction. The latter grabbed the intercom and whispered: "Then close the team, Swann, and pay attention to the main person involved. Into the police station."

"What about the rest? Director, should I arrest them too?"

Inspector Swan's voice sounded very energetic, but his request was rejected by Gordon:

"No! No need, just let them go."

"What?"

Detective Swan's voice suddenly rose several times. At this moment, this young man who was a bit jealous disregarded the identities of the two, and shouted angrily: "How can you do this! Director, we can't let them go..."

"Then what do you want to do? Swan, tell me!"

Gordon's voice also became deep: "If we send every gambler we catch to prison, it won't take 3 days, and the entire Gotham prison will be full! There are only serious criminals there, and they are already overwhelmed." Alright! Where do you want me to find trustworthy police officers who are willing to risk their lives to interrogate them? You and your brothers will have to work overtime for a few more days to finish their interrogation? You are a group of meaningless How many people will be threatened with more danger during the busy time of gamblers?"

This series of sharp rhetorical questions made Inspector Swan, who is above the justice, not know what to say, and Gordon probably realized that his tone was a bit too much, so he paused for a moment, and said in a low voice:

"Swan, I know you did a good job in the Central City Police Department, and I can understand what you want to do when you transfer to Gotham with a heart of protecting justice, but you know the last one who wanted to do this What's the end of the man? I value you, really...I don't want you to be the second Harvey Dent! Everyone tells about his deeds, but so what? People die , nothing will be left!"

"This is Gotham, Swan, here has its own set of rules and taboos, it's different from any city in other states! Here, if you want to be a hero, you have to throw away all your previous experience, Listen to me, send those bastards to the police station and go back to rest! That's an order, Inspector Swann."

There was a moment of silence on the other side, and Swan's voice came:

"Yes, Director, but I am very unwilling!"

"I'm not reconciled either! No one will be reconciled..."

Gordon walked to the office window, looked at the Gotham night, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly: "But this is Gotham, go, I approved your 5-day vacation, I hope this will make you feel better Some."

A few minutes later, Gordon put down the communicator in his hand. He leaned tiredly on his office chair and leaned his white-haired head on the chair. Thanks to the missing Harvey Dent, this In the past two years, more and more young police officers who are inspired by justice will choose to come to Gotham to experience it. Most of them will be scared to death by Gotham's vicious criminals, even though the current criminals and the super criminals of the past, even Compared with the Gotham gangsters back then, they are not even a little bit weaker.

But Gordon doesn't hate it. In fact, only when he is truly tested by danger can he determine which people are really worth cultivating and which people are unreliable. Given Gotham's always poor security, he is very Police officers and detectives who are capable and able to stand on their own are needed.

"Eddie Swan..."

Gordon took off his glasses, rubbed his forehead, and said the name silently. Inspector Swan, who was only 24 years old, was a former inspector in Central City. The ability is extremely outstanding, and Gordon wants to focus on training him, but every time he sees Swan, Gordon will think of Harvey... This makes him dare not push Swan to a more important position.

He is afraid of repeating the same mistakes!

Although the current dark forces in Gotham are far worse than before, there is no Batman and red devil around Swan to help him... and even if Batman and red devil are out at the same time, Harvey still...

"Well... wait and see."

Gordon cheered up, he put on his glasses again, and was about to start working late tonight. Gordon didn't know how long he hadn't been home. In fact, after he sent his children abroad to study, he In his heart, he has always been resisting going back to that empty home. In the last confrontation with the evil, he lost his wife Barbara, who was in love with him. He will never forget that night. On that night, he lost a part of his life.

Every time he returned to his house, he would think of the time he had spent with Barbara. The collision of this sweet memory and the cold reality would always make Gordon feel a kind of painful suicide madness.

But he can't... After losing his beloved, besides his own children, Gotham is his last belief.

But no matter how focused Gordon was tonight, his eyes couldn't stay on the document for too long. There was another thing in his heart.

"boom"

Chief Gordon broke off the pen in his hand annoyedly. He breathed heavily, as if he was making a difficult decision. In the end, he closed his eyes, took off his glasses, reached out and opened the drawer at hand, from which He took out a folded dark letter, just judging from the appearance, this letter should have been in his hands for a long time.

He opened it, and there was a short paragraph on it:

"Dear Chief Gordon: When you read this letter, you should have noticed the current situation in Gotham. For a good police officer like you, I never expected our activities to be hidden from your eyes. , yes, we are planning something, I can tell you clearly, we want to take Gotham! But not to destroy... Actually, we just want revenge, and you, you must know us To whom to avenge."

"While seeing this, I think you must be thinking how to get rid of us, but believe me, you don't have to! Because you have better choices... About your gentle and virtuous wife, Barbara Gordon Ma'am, I am very aware of the feeling of losing a loved one, it is enough to break the pain of any warrior, we have been paying attention to you, and we also know what you need most now."

"Let me tell you, it is not impossible to bring the dead back to life, and I, we are capable enough to do it! I can't make you prove it now, unless you believe me... Or, you can Ask the Devil Gang, but I can assure you, they can't do that!"

"Now, make a choice, Mr. Gordon, whether your city is more important or your wife is more important. I am sorry to make you make this difficult decision again, but... it is necessary!"

On the final signature of this letter, there is also a clumsy smiling face, and a sentence that Gordon can't help his anger and hatred after reading it:

"You don't really think that the clown who is the culprit of everything is dead, do you? No, he didn't! Under the protection of your good friend Seber Hawke, he lives very well and is nourished. This is how this world is supposed to be. It's not fair, people like him should have died a long time ago, but you just can't take revenge with your own hands... But don't worry, now, I also give you this opportunity..."

"After making a decision, come and contact us, Director Gordon... I believe that we will become really good friends."

"Fu... Cyber ​​Hawk, you really...really and the clown..."

Gordon, who had quit smoking for a long time, took out a cigar from the deepest part of the drawer. He leaned on the chair in an extremely relaxed posture, lit it, and took a deep breath.

"cough cough cough"

A series of coughs broke the tranquility of the office. Gordon, who was blushing from the suffocation, put the cigar in his hand in front of his eyes. His eyes became chaotic and blurred, and he maintained this posture for a full 5 minutes, like a philosopher thinking about the future, or like a limb whose soul has been taken away, leaving only an empty shell in the light under.

This is the struggle. In the deepest part of his heart, two voices are screaming crazily, one makes him do everything to get revenge, and the other makes him maintain the status quo, as if nothing happened.

But the question is, can it really be treated as if nothing happened? Seeing the dearest person fall into the sea of ​​fire before his eyes, but can't do anything, and then betrayed by a friend he thought he could trust, all this, all the suffering and torture he suffered, all the betrayal and lies he endured, all the pain in him All the weakness and humiliation... Can it really be assumed that nothing happened?

If it were you, would you choose to endure it?

"boom"

Gordon stood up, pushed away the chair, picked up the pistol on the table, and looked at it several times. What did the owner really do.

If you have spent most of your life in the light, then you are destined to be hard-pressed to resist the temptation to fall into the dark, and if that is not enough, then add a bait of the most beautiful, most cherished things to you... This is a bright and above board But now, Gordon feels that he has no way to retreat, and there is no other way ahead.

He took a deep breath, stifled the cigar in the ashtray, put the pistol in his pocket, took off his coat and put it on his body, he glanced at his office, his eyes flickered, but The next moment, he seemed to feel ashamed because of this shaking, and he punched the wall viciously, with blood flowing from between his fingers.

It hurts, the skin is scraped, the friction between the flesh and the wall hurts, but it's not even one-thousandth of Gordon's heart!

"It was tough...but I made a decision."

"boom"

The lights in the office were completely extinguished at this moment, and in the outer corridor, a lonely and silent figure got farther and farther away until it completely disappeared around the corner, as if stepping into hell, step by step without stopping.

What drives people forward is never despair, but hope... This is the most vicious and effective strategy. The power of hope can drag a person out of hell, and it can also push a person into it.

Commissioner Gordon was a good guy in every sense of the word, a decent guy, a respectable guy, he might be swinging from side to side, but unfortunately on this night he's gone the other way.

A road with no future direction, no light and no darkness, no one knows where it leads.