The trajectory of the world king in the United States

Now Seb has nothing, so he is crazy enough now.

Catherine led the way. Every few steps she took, she would look back at Seb walking behind her. She finally mustered up the courage to resist Jon, but if Seb left at this time, it would undoubtedly destroy this girl. All psychological defenses established.

Seb did not leave. A scumbag who used a little girl to make money was not enough for him to leave. In the past 2 hours, he took Catherine back to the bar. Dad had locked the door and opened it before Seb. Later, he saw the note left by his father, and he and Bruce Wayne went to sign the contract.

The young man took out another set of clothes from Robin's wardrobe. This encounter told him to take precautions early, so he and Catherine made a meal that was not rich but definitely filling. After eating his stomach and resting for an hour, Seb loaded up all his current weapons and set foot on the "Revenge" with Catherine.

The little girl changed into a set of clothes that Seb bought randomly from the convenience store, and washed herself up. She finally looked like a normal child. There were white bandages on her palms and arms. She looked miserable. The two of them were weird. The combination always attracts a lot of attention.

But neither Seber nor Catherine paid attention to these glances. After you choose a target, all other interferences don't matter.

While following the silent little girl to the narrow island, Seb was thinking about a question, a question that jumped into his mind at the moment of life and death.He held the little girl's hand and walked with her to the station of the aerial railway leading to the narrow island. He tilted his head and whispered to Catherine,

"Catherine, you see, I have a problem now. I am just an ordinary person. Maybe one day I will die by flying bullets, maybe in a fire fight, maybe in an assassination, maybe because of Died for inexplicable reasons.”

Seb's voice hesitated for a moment. He looked at the little girl, and the little girl looked at him. A trace of doubt flashed in her eyes that were beating with a trace of unconcealed expectation. At her age, she still couldn't understand Seb. Bo wanted to say something, but the young man didn't particularly need Catherine's answer. He just needed an audience.

"After all, this is a very dangerous world. I can't even deal with a Batman without superpowers, let alone those weird mutants and super criminals. Well, maybe I am a mutant freak myself. Not sure."

Seb looked at the hemostatic patch on his arm. He was sure that after getting enough food, the wound under the hemostatic patch had already healed. This did not look like the ability that a normal person should have. From his limited knowledge of this world, he could only think of those weird mutants.

What Seb really wants to say is: he will die one day, so he wants to leave something in this world to prove the traces of his existence, not as a weapon, but as a person, a person with self. Thought, a person who can prove his existence.

The encounter with Catherine was really just an accident, but fate is so magical. He took a little girl on the road to the darkest area of ​​Gotham. At least for now, he will become a child's hero.

Literary men leave their marks with pens, soldiers leave their marks with honor, businessmen leave their marks with money, and villains leave their marks with whatever they use.

Seb shook his head to free himself from such complicated thoughts. He held Catherine's hand and stood in a cold waiting room that was full of stains and looked like no one had cleaned it for more than ten years. The strong wind blew in through the broken windows, gently blowing up Seb's coat. Beside them, there were four or five people who were also waiting for the train.

They were dusty and looked like the most ordinary poor people, without any threat. When Seb saw this scene, he couldn't help but whisper,

"Extremely good and extremely bad are actually the same. In the end, they are often unique and irreplaceable. What is really sad is"

"click"

The sound of the sky-rail train arriving suddenly became noisy, dispelling Seb's hard-won interest. He curled his lips unluckily and kicked the young man next to him on the leg who was trying to put his hand into his pocket. , kicked him to the ground.

He sneered at the thief who was covering his legs and howling, then chopped his calf with his foot, driving the howling back into the thief's throat.

The few people who were still surrounding him immediately took a step back. No one wanted to provoke such a ruthless person. Seb held Catherine's hand and walked into the train without caring, and sat at the end. , the cleanest location.

The little girl looked at Seb secretly, with a hint of admiration in her eyes. In her current little mind, Seb's performance was nothing short of handsome.

Sure enough, if you stay in a chaotic environment for a long time, even your thoughts will be changed, especially at Catherine's age. After being bullied by various scum for a year, she met Seb, this arrogant guy who led the little girl. What comes is a brand new life experience.

Although they had only known each other for less than a day, they had a special way of getting along with each other.

However, Seb was not in the mood to take care of the little girl. He rested his chin on his hand in boredom and observed the entire Gotham from the unique perspective of the Skytrain. What came into view was a cluster of high-rise buildings connected together. This is a typical modern society. The warm sunshine in the afternoon shines on the cold glass of those buildings, reflecting a halo of cold colors, filling the place with a prosperous atmosphere.

But this is just an appearance. The darkness and chaos inside Gotham are far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

As for the aerial rail train that travels rapidly at an altitude of nearly 50 meters above the ground, this is a unique means of transportation in Gotham. It was built by the Wayne family nearly 20 years ago. It is said that Bruce Wayne’s father, the famous A philanthropist, he and his wife were the first to stand up during the economic storm that swept Gotham, calling on the rich to help the poor.

Of course, this is what his father told him during a casual chat. He has lived here for 40 years and he has a special affection for this city.

The Sky Rail is a representative of the Waynes' concept. It serves the poor and only charges a very low fee. However, after the Waynes were killed by a robber named Zilly, this concept died overnight. What makes people feel ironic is that during the lifetime of the Waynes, the rich who ignored the interests of the poor did not act because of their ideals. After they were killed, the rich who felt threatened took action one after another.

It was the death of the Waynes that saved Gotham, which was already at an extreme level of conflict. Therefore, kindness will not save anyone. Death will make people feel scared and then generate new power.

"That's why I won't be a good person."

Seb muttered and touched the cold handle of the gun in his pocket. After just experiencing a fatal assassination, this was the only thing that could bring him a sense of security.

In recent years, the aerial railway that Cyber ​​rides on has become an indispensable means of transportation for the poor people of Gotham. It is free and almost no one maintains it. However, we cannot expect that everyone's quality is as good as Cyber's, so this The old train carriages that have served them for 20 years are covered with various stains, signs of damage, and various spray paints of unknown meaning.

It looks like a mobile garbage dump.

He admires people like the Waynes, but as he said, he would never choose to be that kind of person. Oh, by the way, it is said that when the Waynes were killed, Bruce Wayne, who was still a child, was present. Imagine how much the playboy Seb had just met lost that night.

But Seb didn't care, after all, he didn't know Bruce Wayne well.

Seb put his hand on Catherine's head. The little girl's head was lowered. He felt her body trembling slightly. She was about to resist the nightmare that had been giving her a headache for a year. She was only a 1-year-old child. , it was impossible for her not to be afraid.

Fear can overwhelm those who are not determined enough, so he thought for a moment, messed up Catherine's hair with his left hand, and whispered,

"Child, don't be afraid."

Seb moved his shoulders to make himself sit more comfortably. He pursed his lips and continued, "Fear, fear, it is not as powerful as you think. Yes, fear will not give you a chance to breathe. , fear has no compassion, nor justice, but in order to fight back unerringly, for everything you want to gain, for everything you decide to pay for it, you must... face it.”

It seemed that he was saying it to the little girl, but it was more like saying it to himself. He tilted his head and looked at the little girl and asked in her ear,

"Why didn't you fight back when Fat Jon hit you?"

Catherine looked at him with her big eyes and said timidly,

"He's stronger than me and he has a gun in his hand."

Seb shrugged, "Yeah, he has a gun in his hand, but is that the reason to stop you from fighting back?"

The young man who was serving as a life mentor continued to rub the little girl's hair, and he said to Catherine with sincerity,

"I know what you want to say, but do you know, little girl, you have been abused because you didn't resist?"

Catherine wanted to say something, but was stopped by Seb's finger on her chapped lips.

"Shh, don't refute yet. Listen to me. When you learn to fight head-on, you have the determination and firm will to fight back."

He glanced at the thin and unattractive Catherine, and added, "Of course there is also a strong body. These three things are your real weapons, not the gun in Fat Jon's hand or the gun he just has." A fist that would swing at a poor little creature like you.”

After saying that, Seb patted her messed up head, "Maybe you don't understand yet, you just need to know that Jon is just a weakling. He is not worthy of your fear. If you are afraid of him, I will prove it to you soon." A little bit, but to protect yourself, you have to start learning from now on.”

As the train got closer and closer to the narrow island, Catherine was so nervous that she could hardly breathe. Seb looked at her rapid breathing and panicked eyes, and shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, okay, little girl, we still have enough time to learn. Let us help you teach that bastard a lesson first. It seems like you won't be able to learn anything before he goes to hell."

"click"

There was a violent vibration, and the train arrived at the station. Two people, one tall and one short, walked out of the carriage along with the flow of people. Seb glanced around and covered his nose with his fingers in disgust. He took Catherine's trembling hand and held it against her Under the guidance of the police, we walked out of the station, which was almost a garbage dump.

There was another sentence he left unsaid, one that Catherine could not yet understand.

"A weapon is only as sharp as the person wielding it."