Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

You can question the character of Bruce Wayne, Gotham's biggest playboy, but you can't question his taste.

Robin, who can already walk on the ground, is full of praise for the renovated Old Gun Bar. Although the old man has a stinky face, he is almost perfect for the classic and antique decoration made by the designer Bruce hired at a high price. While retaining the aesthetics of the old man from the last century, it also filled in a lot of modern decorations. The integration is very good, even the pickiest people can't find faults.

But although the bar was well decorated, the owner, Dad, fell ill.

The rapid cooling of the weather, coupled with the cold wind in the dock area, made Dad, an almost 75-year-old man, fall ill on the third day after returning to Gotham. He has been recuperating in Cyber's villa for the past few days. Kevin is almost The care before and after the busy schedule may also have a trace of his own selfishness, but the old man finally accepted this somewhat gloomy young man.

For the sake of the Devil Gang's orderly management of the pier, he is now a member of the "Christian" family.

But Saibo felt very uncomfortable when he saw his father who looked like his body had been crushed. It's like changing from that grumpy old man to an ordinary old man all of a sudden.

Saibo had a bad premonition. After seeing his father's sallow skin, the obvious wrinkles on his face, and his body that had begun to hunch, he knew that he might soon lose his first father in this world. An old man who accepted him.

So after returning to Gotham, Seber made a decision. During this period of time, he will not do anything, and he plans to accompany his "relatives" quietly.

When Kevin walked into the bar, Seber had just brought the last soup to the dining table. Today he cooked the dishes himself. Father, Robin, Catherine, Chief Gordon and his youngest daughter Barbara were invited to come. Bara was sitting on one side, and Sebo waved when he saw Kevin,

"Go wash your hands and eat."

"Um"

Kevin responded, and walked quickly to the bathroom, completely losing the prestige of speaking out in the dock area.

Papa has a special charisma, he's rude, he's full of bad words, he's impatient, he likes to listen to corny music, but there's something nice about him, he's always open to the people he accepts, good or bad , Kevin also felt this.

The young man also respected the old man very much. He quickly sat next to Catherine and Barbara, reaching out to pick up food for the two little girls with a spoon. Children in the face of food are always irresistible, two grades The similar little loli was laughing and joking, and while the father was holding Gordon and Robin's hands and praying before the meal, Seb sat in the last seat with a cigar in his mouth.

It's like the last piece of the map is filled in.

"You went to New York without any trouble?"

Dad drank a bowl of soup, smacked his lips, and showed a satisfied smile on his listless face. He looked at Saibo,

"What about Catherine? Why did she make that call?"

Saibo deftly picked up a ball with chopsticks and threw it into his mouth. While chewing, he said,

"Uh, it was Catherine's parents who planned to send her to a noble school, a very high-level one. I asked the child for her opinion, but she thought we didn't want her...just didn't make it clear."

"Well, I hope so."

Dad glanced at Sable, he was 100% sure that Sable wasn't telling the truth, but Catherine kept the matter tight-lipped, and in the end, Dad simply didn't ask, anyway, everyone has their own secrets.

Saibo glanced at the little girl who was eating with her head down. He knew very well that Catherine did not tell her father the fact that she was a mutant. The little girl was afraid that her father would look at him with colored glasses like everyone else, but in fact, Saibo was sure that his father would not give up on Catherine because of this matter, but this was the little girl's private affairs, and it was inconvenient for Saibo to check, so he left it to him.

On the other side, Robin and the very personable Director Gordon are also discussing other things, Kevin takes care of the two little girls, and the family seems to be happy.

"Hey, the situation in the city is a bit bad recently."

Gordon wiped his mouth with a tablecloth, lit a cigarette for himself, and said to Robin sadly,

"Falconi is dead, but his younger brother Maloney is trying to rebuild his criminal empire, and now it looks a little bad, the whole city is almost a mess, and there are criminals hiding in the crowd , It’s all troublesome, there are too few policemen available, Robin, I really hope you recover quickly, I’m still a little worried about Pete’s work.”

"Let me say, Mr. Director, my brother is miserable enough, he needs at least half a year of training."

Cyber ​​scooped up a bowl of soup for himself, and said as he drank it, "Isn't there still Batman? Doesn't he help?"

Gordon glanced at Sable. Among the people sitting here, only he, Sable and Dad knew the identity of Batman. This guy was clearly pretending to be confused. After a while, Gordon also put down his hand. Knives and forks, I regret to say,

"No matter how strong Batman is, he is only one person. There is a population of 8 million in this city, and he can't handle it. However, recently, some people who imitate Batman have stood up and confronted those troublemakers spontaneously. It is a bit worrying. They But they have not received strict training, they are just ordinary people."

"What about Narrow Island?"

Saibo put down the soup bowl and asked in a low voice, "Where is the order on Narrow Island? Has it been restored?"

When this question was mentioned, Director Gordon felt even more headache. He rubbed his forehead, reached out and took off his glasses, and said with a dejected expression,

"We managed to stabilize the order in the central urban area, and we are doing our best to stabilize the other urban areas. As for Narrow Island, no one wants to go there now. The people inside are all running out, and the ones left are all unscrupulous. Stability factor, Gamble and Wurtz, the leaders of these two gangs regard Narrow Island as a battlefield, and their people fight with each other inside, and old Tim in Dongcheng District, he seems to want to join hands. It's a mess."

"The most troublesome thing is that there are their spies in the police station..."

The chief's voice was full of frustration, "I don't know who can believe it now, that bastard, Robert, left me a situation like a sieve full of smells, and he is still the deputy chief of the police department, really Disgusting."

"Hmm... has the situation gotten this bad?"

Robin also just returned to Gotham. This young and promising police officer is a true idealist. Judging by the expression on his face, he can't wait to go back to work now and put all those bastards who disturbed order in prison.

"It's worse than you think, kid."

Gordon put on his black-rimmed glasses and sighed, "Now we can only wait for the situation to improve."

"NONONO! Mr. Director, your mind is bound! Speaking of it, it is actually better to use another method to deal with these disputes."

Saber patted his stomach in satisfaction, he leaned back on the chair as if he had no bones, and said to Gordon who was looking at him,

"The name of justice is very useful in many cases, but there are also times when we need more brutal methods. At this time, it is not appropriate for the police to come forward."

"Um?"

Gordon looked at Seber suspiciously, who snapped his fingers,

"Kevin!"

"Oh, I'm here."

The young leader of the devil gang who was helping Barbara with vegetables looked up, and heard his boss say, "Is it as good as the dock area for you to manage Narrow Island?"

Kevin thought the boss was joking, he smiled and gave a thumbs up,

"Of course, throw the drug dealers into the sea, cut off the hands of the murderers and send them to prison, and finally break the legs of the thieves. Within a month, I can guarantee the safety of Narrow Island."

Everyone at the table laughed, only Gordon didn't smile. Dad and the others just came back recently. They didn't know that this young man who looked a bit gloomy but smiled shyly was in the dock area. After doing this, in less than 20 days, the law and order in the dock area immediately became the best in Gotham.

"Evil people have to be tortured by wicked people, my Chief Gordon."

Seber blew out a smoke ring, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became playful, "Let Kevin do things that are inconvenient for a good policeman like you, and you don't have to worry about the devil's gang, they are all under the leadership of the Wayne Group now." The salary is just a layer of gangster skin."

Gordon thought, but he didn't answer right away.

Mr. Director is over 40 years old, he has already passed the age of enthusiasm, and now he has changed from an idealist to a pragmatist. He wants to use the limited resources in his hands to maintain the city and the people of his hometown. Safe, Gotham does have a lot of scum, but more innocent civilians.

Now he pays more attention to the result, and as a policeman, he can't wait for the bastards in this city to die. From a certain level, Gordon and Batman are actually the same kind of people, they advocate justice , but he doesn't really care much about the means to achieve justice.

However, Saibo's suggestion was a bit too sensational. Once it got out, his position as director would no longer be necessary. He took off his glasses, put them in his hands and rubbed them slowly. Finally, he said cautiously,

"That place can't be given to you... The dock area is invested by Wayne Industries. It is the future economic hub of the city. The city government will turn a blind eye to it, but Narrow Island can't. We plan to take this opportunity to redevelop There, but if you can really put down the nasty fight there in a few days..."

Gordon put his glasses aside, he looked at Seber seriously,

"Can I trust you, Cyber...I don't want to see a massacre."

"Massacre? How come!"

Seber spread his hands exaggeratedly, and the smile on his face turned cold, "The criminals have already betrayed their civilian status since the beginning of the crime. I don't talk about justice here, and I have no right to judge them, right? ?"

"We just use our own means to achieve what we want."

Kevin picked up the second half of Seber's sentence. The young leader of the Devil Gang squinted his eyes and put his hands on the dining table, "This is a personal conflict. Mr. Gordon, there is a conflict of interest between the Devil Gang and the Gamble Gang. , isn't it normal for us villains to attack each other?"

"As someone who was born on Narrow Island, I also hope to see my hometown change."

"As for those relentless Gamblers..."

Saibo moved his fingers and said with great interest, "I think Arkham Asylum is very suitable for them. They obviously suffer from severe violent mental illness or something else. In short, I don't think a normal person would let them go." Live a peaceful life, but take a gun and play a game of killing me with others, give them to me, and I will make them a real "good baby."

He stretched out a finger and hissed lightly on his lips. He looked at Commissioner Gordon who was lost in thought,

"You know, your prison can't hold them... but I can."

"But why are you doing this? I'm curious, Cyber, you don't seem like a meddler."

Gordon had made up his mind, but he had one last question. Facing it, Seber shrugged, looked at Catherine and Barbara,

"No way, my worry-free little sister is going to transfer to Gotham in a month, my old man is sick and can be blown down by a gust of wind, and my little brother still has a broken leg, leaving those bastards to mess around in the city Go, I'm very worried, really..."

He closed his eyes, leaned on the chair, crossed his hands and put his fingers on his chest. The not so dim light above his head hit his face, and the faint darkness covered most of his face.

"For people who bother me...I generally take some kind of...well, 'forced action'."