Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Dad is reluctant to part with the little girl Catherine. The old people are like this. He especially likes children, especially the sensible little girl. Robin is also a little bit reluctant. Although he complains a lot about Saibo, he still asks Saibo to take care of her in the end. Good Catherine.

Although he didn't explain the reason, the sophisticated old man could probably guess some, but he didn't say much, he just told Seber to protect Catherine's safety.

On the second day of the hangover, they packed their things. In the early morning of the third day, Papa and Robin boarded the train back to Gotham, while Seb and Catherine were running on the interstate highway in a plain scenery in early winter. In this season, it is difficult to see too many tourists on the road. There are yellow weeds on both sides of the road, and occasionally there are one or two farms or motels. This is a lonely trip.

But when two people, one big and one small, were driving wildly on the road, they unexpectedly felt the kind of freedom under heaven and earth. Driving all the way on the never-ending road.

But the journey will always end, just like people can never live by literature and art, and traveling from Star City to New York is not as far as Seber imagined. The sprawling outline of the metropolis at the mouth of the Sun River.

But at the same time, the two people's patience for this lonely journey has reached its limit.

"I have a headache! Cyber!"

Catherine, who was wearing a fluffy coat, pressed her head against the constantly vibrating car window, like a sick kitten, baring her teeth and waving her claws, shouting at Seber, who also had two big eye circles, "Hurry up! Well, hurry up and rest in the city! I'm about to throw up!"

The bearded Seber didn't want to say a word. On the first day, he could enjoy the scenery around him with a smile, but he got tired of it on the second day. On the third day, he was just like Catherine. This very literary travel is disgusting to the extreme.

He is very eager for a warm bed now, and the thing he wants most is to have a good sleep.

"Never drive by yourself next time!"

Saibo yawned and stepped on the accelerator viciously. During the 3-day sleepless journey, the SUV, which had already changed beyond recognition, exploded with a strong driving force again, carrying two extremely exhausted guys towards the He rushed out all the way to the metropolis in the distance.

Tiredness is natural... They ran in 3 days what a normal person would need 7 days. At first, Catherine pushed forward all the way, but later it became a long-term pain rather than a short-term pain. In short, a good trip needs A peace of mind, unfortunately neither of them have it.

When traveling is just to get on the road, of course, it is not much fun, but fortunately, the ordeal is finally over.

At the beginning of the moonlight, in a hotel in Brooklyn that looked pretty good, Saibo walked into the lobby with Catherine, who was already asleep, on his back, and opened a big room. , His and Catherine's registration information appeared on the computer of an office on the 17th floor of the Delta Wing Building.

The slightly pale Agent Mei looked at the information and data jumping on the screen in front of her. After confirming Saber's identity, she picked up a special mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hey May, haven't you rested yet?"

Agent Coulson's gentle voice came from the phone. At this time, he is still in Canada, continuing to perform the supervision duties of "Weapon X". The cooperation with General Stryker is very bad... Very bad, Cole Ersen felt that staying in that base was like a prisoner in the hands of the enemy.

If it wasn't for the protection of S.H.I.E.L.D., I'm afraid the headstrong General Stryker wouldn't mind having one more "experiment".

But this kind of worry about self cannot let Mei know. After leaving Gotham, Mei accepted a special mission. Ersen knew very well that his companion was currently in a very bad state, so he deliberately put on a relaxed tone.

"Colson, the young man you're following has come to New York with a...little girl."

Mei rubbed her forehead, and when she saw Catherine sleeping behind Saber's back, the pain and the memories of her rejection were brought back to her head, her eyes even dodged a little, even I dare not look at the magnified surveillance video on the screen.

"Sab Hawk?"

There was a hint of surprise in Coulson's tone, he pondered for a moment, "The matter in Gotham is over, he and Batman teamed up to repel the attack of the Shadow Warrior Alliance, if I guessed correctly, he should have come out to relax Right? Or, does he have a specific goal this time?"

Mei's fingers tapped on the keyboard a few times, she coughed lightly,

"When he checked into the hotel, he specifically asked the front desk about the Xavier Academy for Talented Youth. It seems that he is not just here for a trip this time. Does he need to be monitored? Coulson."

The eighth-level agent was silent for more than ten seconds, probably thinking. Finally, his voice sounded again,

"Recently, the Brotherhood of Mutants has been active a little abnormally. Maybe Seber doesn't know what kind of trouble his blood will bring him. Well, May, you monitor him. If the Brotherhood of Mutants comes forward to contact him , you show up and warn him, if he is only communicating with Professor Charles, you don’t have to stop him.”

"I?"

Mei's fingers on the table tightened at this moment, she gritted her teeth, and there was a trace of hard struggle on her face. As a former seventh-level agent, she even flinched a little, "Colson, can you send Others go, I... I have already transferred to civilian work."

"Ah...May."

There was also a hint of frustration in Coulson's voice, he took a few deep breaths,

"Serber is a dangerous person. He single-handedly killed Lars al-Ghul. His attack was ruthless. Once he sensed a threat, he would never hesitate. I don't believe he came to New York without a self-defense weapon." , Level 6 agents are absolutely unable to deal with him, but level 8 agents have their own missions, and that guy's personality also determines that he will not trust a stranger. The most important thing is that you have the same skin color as him, and you have the same skin color as him before. It is easy to gain trust through contact, listen to me, you are the most suitable..."

Coulson still hasn't said anything. Mei's demons mainly come from the little girl she killed. Even though everyone thinks she did the right thing, she can't pass her own test. If it's someone else, it's fine to transfer to a civilian job, but Agent Mei is different.

She was picked by the founder of S.H.I.E.L.D., the legendary agent Carter Paige, and trained as an ace agent. She became a level 6 agent at the age of 24 and a level 7 agent at the age of 28. She can be called a member of S.H.I.E.L.D. Not only him, but even Director Nick Fury would feel a pity if he just transferred to a civilian job like this.

So this time, Coulson asked May to monitor Seber and Catherine, the purpose is to let May overcome her inner demons. This kind of psychological problem cannot be avoided. Once a habitual fear is formed, it will become quite troublesome. Well, Coulson doesn't want his excellent colleague to be abolished just like that.

"..."

Mei didn't speak, but her silence actually represented an answer. Coulson simply added another one,

"Well then, you are only in charge of monitoring. Agent Barton recently participated in a special experiment in the Delta Wing Building. If there is a battle, you can call him at any time, and I will greet him. Unfortunately, Agent Barbara is out on a mission. Otherwise, she can accompany you perfectly."

"Okay! Coulson!"

Mei screamed and interrupted Coulson's persuasive temptation. She closed her eyes and could become a level 7 agent. How could it be possible for someone treated differently by a legendary agent not to know what Coulson was thinking. She leaned back on the chair with her eyes closed. Looking at the dark top floor of the office without focus, she reached out and took out a box of ladies' cigarettes from the table. In the mist of smoke, she finally took a deep breath.

"I will go! But I don't intend to hide myself anymore, Coulson, let's go as an ordinary friend, with Seber Hawk's character, he won't hate this kind of open contact, especially when we In cases where goodwill has been expressed before.”

"Okay, this can also warn those who observe them secretly, take this as a trip, Mei, I hope that when I perform a mission next time, I will still be standing next to you. Good night, my friend."

"Good night... Coulson."

Mei hung up the phone, and she stayed in the empty office, holding the lighted cigarette in her hand, in those originally indifferent eyes, now exuded a melancholy and quiet aura Eyes, she leaned on the chair, her eyes were slightly closed, as if she was resting, or thinking, more like persuading herself.

Ten minutes later, she reached out and opened the work cabinet. Under the documents, there were two well-maintained special pistols. She picked up one, and disassembled the gun with her hands flying like afterimages. After more than 30 parts were completed, she moved her fingers and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Agent May, let's go!"

In the same dark night, Gotham is not so peaceful.

"boom"

The door of the morgue was violently kicked open, and five tall figures strode into this place that no normal person would want to enter. The figure at the head was as tall as a mountain, and he stretched out With a wave of his left hand, the four soldiers behind him with live ammunition and black visors quickly searched for the corpses that had been put into the morgue.

They seem to be looking for a specific goal.

"Kaka"

While the others were busy, the tall figure just stood there. He moved his hands, his knuckles creaked, and when his fists with black combat gloves were closed, they were like warhammers.

His breathing was heavy, like a trapped animal, and it was indeed the case. The leader had a black respirator on his face, which was connected by special tubes, and spread down to his body. He seemed to have to He could only breathe with the help of this instrument, but this instrument did not make him weak. On the contrary, every heavy breath he took was like a release of his own strength.

Just standing there is like a wild beast! It's hard to believe that there are such strong people in this world.

Above the big bald head was the black belt that fixed the respirator. His eyes were extremely indifferent, no matter whether he looked at the corpses or at his team members and soldiers, his expression did not even change a bit.

If Saibo is here, he must be very familiar with this kind of eyes, because he used to have such eyes.

"Boss Baine! Found it!"

The voice of the team members made him turn around abruptly, and strode towards the depths of the morgue, where a black body bag was carefully placed on the metal shelf next to it by four team members, and Bane pulled it away with his own hands. Hidden in the zipper of the body bag was a beautiful woman with long chestnut hair, but at this moment she had her eyes closed and her face was pale, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.

"Thalia..."

When Bain looked at the woman, he was like a beast, his eyes were unexpectedly gentle, his fingers brushed gently over the cold face with some scars, and finally stopped on the woman's forehead On a scar.

"I'm late...sorry."