Anti-invasion of the heavens: water drops in the beginning

Chapter 145 Treating Children Sincerely

The sound of sirens resounded throughout the campus. As a private aristocratic school, the police were dispatched very quickly.

Because of this, when Valco's father came to the school, there were already two police cars parked at the school gate.

Valco's father is slightly short, with a bald head and bluish skin, but he wears a neat suit, which is raised high by his muscles.

When he came to the lawn of the school, the weeds under the leather shoes were crushed, and the blood was mixed with mud and glass residue, making this place look like a murder scene.

However, no white line was drawn, and no warning banner was drawn, because Valco was not dead, and had already been taken to Gotham Hospital by ambulance.

At this time, the sky began to rain lightly, and one of his subordinates who followed behind him promptly held up a black umbrella to shield his boss from the foggy raindrops in Gotham.

"It's amazing, isn't it?" Valco's father said suddenly, and said to the subordinates behind him.

He murmured to himself softly: "I just brought in a batch of goods at the port early this morning. I killed two short-sighted people and lost two of my men. The gunshots from the exchange of fire could spread across two streets, but five Hours passed and not a single police car approached."

With that said, he turned and left the lawn, and walked out of the school: "Now, in this school, there is only a brawl among children, and it took less than 20 minutes for four police officers to arrive. ...they're really efficient."

The subordinate in the black suit who followed behind the boss didn't say a word, obviously understanding that his boss didn't expect to communicate with him.

Valco's father walked to the school gate. In the rain, he saw a young man with a dazed expression sitting on a police car with the back seat opened.

Other police officers were maintaining order at the scene, such as stopping the students who wanted to come out to watch the excitement. Finally, the students reluctantly returned to their classrooms after being greeted by the teacher in the crowd.

Only Bruce still wanted to go to Carl, but was grabbed by the sharp-eyed teacher.

He had already discovered that Valco's father had arrived at the scene, and he was afraid that the young master of the Wayne Group would be affected by Chiyu, otherwise he would lose even a hundred jobs, so he didn't dare to let Bruce join in the fun.So regardless of the young master's resistance, he was dragged into the classroom forcibly.

And all of this happened beside Valco's father, but he just watched the child in the police car without saying a word.

At this time, a young police officer approached, took off his coat, and put it on the child.

The young brown-haired police officer comforted softly with a complicated expression: "Don't worry, child. There is news from the hospital that your classmate's life is not in danger."

Karl's expression relaxed when he heard this, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body was no longer stiff.

Valco's father watched this scene quietly, when the phone rang behind him.

The Asian subordinate looked stern, holding an umbrella for the boss with one hand, and took out an old-fashioned flip phone from his pocket with the other hand, and answered, "Hello?"

There was a slight voice on the phone, and the Asian bodyguard who answered the phone nodded and said, "Well, well, I understand."

He closed the flip phone and reported to Valco's father: "Boss, the test results from the hospital are back, the young master is indeed your son."

Valco's father frowned slightly, his muscles pressed the skin into folds, and sighed: "Damn it, it's really my seed."

But he still had some kind of fantasy, so he ordered again: "It's just right, Valco is in the hospital again now, wait for me to go over and do another test."

When his subordinate took the lead and sent a message to the other end of the phone, he raised his head, looked at the relaxed young man not far away, and said in a low voice: "However, since it is really my son, then I am not counted as a son." It's a waste of time."

Then he took a step and walked to the side of the police car.

And the young police officer who put a coat on Karl to prevent the whole child from catching a cold immediately stopped in front of him vigilantly, trying to comfort him and said, "Are you the victim's father? I can understand your anger, but you Your child is fine now, please don't be impulsive."

The other party ignored the entire young police officer, but looked down at the seven-year-old child with flustered eyes under the dark umbrella.

Karl looked at the other party nervously, and he could hear from Valco's words that his father seemed to be a ruthless villain.Carl, who encountered this kind of thing for the first time, was no different from ordinary children, just as nervous.

And the dark umbrella above this person's head seemed to cover the entire sky as the background, which set off his originally short and stocky figure like a magnificent black iron tower.

"Introduce yourself, kid, my name is Wes Patch, Valco Patch's father."

Hearing the person's self-introduction, the young rookie police officer immediately changed his expression, he inserted himself between Carl and Weiss very nervously, and faintly put his hand on the holster.

His expression aroused Wes's interest. He turned his eyes to the police officer, his smiling face looked like a wolverine: "You know my name? How dare you hold your hand on the gun if you know my name?" ? You are brave."

As he said that, he turned back and asked his subordinates: "How much did you spend, this kid?"

His subordinate also touched the gun in his arms with the hand without the umbrella, looked at the face of the young policeman, thought for a moment, and said softly: "It didn't cost money...he is a newcomer, named Gordon, It has not yet reached the point where we need to spend money.”

The two discussed corruption matters openly, but the policemen around them didn't change their faces, as if this was a daily conversation.

Only the young Gordon, with a sullen face, restrained his anger, and warned again: "I understand your anger, please don't be impulsive..."

"Hehe, it looks like it's still a chick."

As he spoke, Wes bent down and leaned in front of Carl. His rough face covered with stubble looked wet and rough in the shadow of the umbrella.

Karl couldn't help but leaned back slightly, and he didn't know whether he was caught by the opponent's aura, or was frightened by the green-skinned face suddenly approaching.

Wes grinned, showing his neat teeth, stretched out his broad palm, touched Carl's black hair, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, little guy, you just punched my stupid son. The kid's It's just messing around, adults won't do anything to you."

He lowered his head slightly, his entire face was covered by shadows: "However, your parents obviously didn't teach you the truth of being a human being... It's okay, I will help them correct their own way of being a human being."

Then he let go of the hand on Karl's head, got up and was about to leave.

He took two steps, and calmly told his subordinates behind him: "Wait for his parents to come and tell him that my son is seriously injured and needs 1000 million in compensation. Let him earn it slowly. If his family If there is a house, burn it down, don’t let him sell it, break his hands by the way, make him unable to work, and use the monthly relief money to pay back the money.”

Weiss took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and the men behind him immediately helped him light it.After he swallowed his clouds and mist for a while, he walked further and further away, and his voice was already faint, but Carl could still hear him clearly: "By the way, by the way, let's get his mother to the clubhouse, we last month Didn't it happen that a nightingale died of a drug overdose? Make up for this hole."

The words were so plain that Gordon couldn't help clenching his fists, wishing he could just draw a gun and point it at the back of the visitor, just to get a magazine.

But he knew that this would not help the entire city.Gotham is literally full of assholes like this.The only result of killing the other party is to get himself imprisoned and sentenced to life imprisonment.

Once this happens, not only his family, but also his dream of changing Gotham will be shattered in an instant.

And I can't even take the other party's words as evidence, because the other party can claim that he is deliberately scaring people to make bad jokes in order to take revenge on the child who hurt his son.

Such a confession cannot be used as evidence for conviction, but can only be used as a supplement to the ironclad evidence, and it is useless to take it out alone.

At this moment, Gordon was at war with heaven and man. He had already known the process from the teacher, and he also understood that the child named Carl's father was a diligent firefighter.

As for flying more than ten meters with one punch... Police officers with some experience in this kind of thing will just ignore it. Obviously, it was just transferred to the grass during the fight between the two. Can't tell the difference between a statement and a metaphor.

The same is true of the firefighter's deeds. Although many rescued people claimed that he had extraordinary abilities, Gordon knew very well that the other party was just more professional.

But no matter how professional a firefighter is, he is just an ordinary man of flesh and blood, a commoner with no power or influence.Because of this, Karl was bullied and bullied in this noble school, and finally rebelled angrily, resulting in an unbearable result for this family.

Gordon clenched his fists tightly and swore in his heart that he would never allow the other party to destroy a good person's family in front of his eyes.

But what is he going to do?
Gordon's brain quickly thought. He had just joined the job not long ago and had no experience.In the current situation, the only thing he can think of is to warn this Karl's father first, not to let him be alone.It's best to stay near the police station every day and let him protect...

Even, can you invite the other party to live in your home temporarily?If you and your wife live in the master bedroom, the second bedroom reserved for future children can temporarily let the father and son live in it.

Although the wife may be dissatisfied, it won't be too long. As long as I can grasp the other party's evidence and put him in prison, this good family will be safe...

Just as Gordon was trying to find a way, Wes heard the whispers from his subordinates and said in surprise: "What? He doesn't have a mother? Ha, then his father is really a poor guy."

The voice of these words was slightly higher, and everyone around could hear them clearly.

And Karl only felt a burst of anger burning in his chest.

With a groan, he stood up from the back seat of the police car, so fast that Gordon had no time to stop him.

The little Karl didn't know how to refute the other party, but he still said harshly: "Shut up! My father is [-] times greater than all of you!"

As he said that, he rushed towards Wes's back like a small cannonball.

Gordon only had time to stretch out his hand and shouted, "No!"

Carl has already come behind Wes.

Weiss was unmoved, and his subordinates were also expressionless, just kicked towards Carl cleanly with a backlash!

Weiss took a deep breath, his strong chest bulged slightly, and said indifferently, "What a stupid kid..."

To be his bodyguard is extraordinary.My personal bodyguard was poached from the Thai royal family's guards at a high price. The opponent has the experience of fighting in the Golden Triangle. Be the last winner.

Although it was agreed that as an adult, you can't shoot at a child...

But the majesty of adults is not something that children can provoke at will.

Just treat it as an expensive tuition fee.

Then, there was a clear clicking sound.

"what!!"

Sure enough, screams sounded.

It's just that it took Weiss half a second to realize that it wasn't the scream of a child.

And...it's still so familiar.

When he turned his head, he saw a figure with eyes even faintly glowing red, bumping towards him fiercely.

Obviously this figure is so short, but the speed is so fast and powerful.

Against the dark sky, the crimson eyes of his eyes are so eye-catching and bright... It's almost like a half-body demon that just crawled out of hell.

"Crack-!"

Sting, sharp sting.The burning pain spread from the tailbone all the way up until it pierced into his brain like a nail.

Under Gordon's shocking gaze, the child he was racking his brains to protect just a second ago was like a bowling ball, knocking and flying the two strong adult men in front of him!

The bodyguard holding an umbrella, one leg seems to have three joints, and it is bent backwards, hanging on his body like a strip of cloth, flying straight out from the side, hitting the middle of the road, blood mixed with rainwater in the puddle, and flying towards the surroundings splash.

In order to avoid the sudden attack, several cars slammed their steering wheels, and finally skidded due to the rain. One even slammed into the police car hard, causing the police car to emit a piercing siren.

As for Wes, he flew forward for a distance of nearly ten meters, and smashed a mailbox and a utility pole far away. Then, amidst the screams of passers-by, he smashed the glass and fell into a barber shop .

This is a T-shaped intersection, turn left after leaving the school, and there is a horizontal building with this barber shop.

After Karl was furious, he couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw what he had caused.

The redness in his eyes gradually faded, and he was filled with fear. He looked at his hands and said in disbelief, "I... what's wrong with me?"

Just then, there was a bang.

The passers-by in Gotham, who were a little shocked at the scene, suddenly lowered their heads and hid in the nearest bunker like a conditioned reflex. It is even hard to say whether the civilians in Afghanistan have such qualities.

Gordon heard the gunshot and roared, "No!"

But the moment he heard the gunshot, it was too late.

In the barber shop, Weiss, who was stabbed with glass shards all over his body, was covered in blood, holding the window with broken glass with one hand, forcefully supporting his body.

In his other hand, he held a smoking pistol.

However, his ferocious face was gradually replaced by stunned.

This expression appeared on the faces of many people at the same time, including passers-by, police officers, and students lying on the glass of the school classroom watching the scene outside.

Bruce crawled on the glass window sill in the corridor, mumbling to himself in shock: "He...does their father and son have superpowers?"

Chen Guang nodded slightly and said: "It's not bad, I have this power at the age of seven, and I matured earlier than I expected."

After all, in some films, Superman will not discover his specialness until he graduates from high school at least.

It should also have something to do with the environment in which you live. Being able to control your own power perfectly, being able to pick up a glass instead of a crushed Superman, and being a late bloomer is normal in a peaceful environment where there is no desire to use violence.

A familiar voice sounded in his ears. Carl looked at the hand clenched into a fist in front of him, and then saw the owner of the fist along his arm. He couldn't help but surprise and said, "Dad!"

As if he saw the backbone, he threw himself into Chen Guang's arms, and finally couldn't help but burst into tears of grievance.

"Woooooo, I'm sorry, Dad, I hurt someone, woooo... I, will our family have to pay a lot of money?"

Chen Guang rubbed Carl's hair helplessly: "It seems that the environment I created for you has misunderstood you, Carl."

But at this moment, another voice sounded from the side: "It doesn't matter, no matter how much compensation they want, I can pay for it."

In the school corridor, Bruce couldn't help but surprise and said: "Father!"

The person who came was Thomas Wayne. Thomas, who heard about the wounding incident in his son's school and knew how often school shootings were committed in the United States, rushed here non-stop even though he knew that his son was fine.

Although he didn't read the cause and effect, he still witnessed the scene where the man caught the bullet with his bare hands. After being shocked, he immediately had the idea of ​​soliciting him, and only then did he say what he just said.

However, Chen Guang just glanced at Thomas lightly, then squatted down, wiped the tears from the corners of Carl's eyes, and said softly:

"Carl, don't forget what I told you. You were born special. To you, money is just a string of numbers. You were born with almost unlimited resources. Don't be intimidated by this difficulty. Be brave, the world There's nothing on earth that can really hurt you."

Carl blinked in confusion, looked around and no one was approaching, and secretly whispered to his father: "So Dad... are you really a hidden billionaire? How much money does our family have?"

Chen Guang suddenly felt helpless, but now is not the occasion to speak clearly, he just rubbed Carl's hair, thought about it, and felt that treating children should be sincere and not lie.

Immediately, he followed the example of the other party and whispered secretly: "At least it will not be a problem to buy the whole of the United States."

Carlton opened his mouth into an O shape in surprise.

Karl, who believed in his father unconditionally, was shocked: Wow!It turns out that my family is so rich!
　I have suffered from gout in the past two days, and my finger joints hurt badly. I feel much better now, so I will continue to write Chapter 2.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)