The trajectory of the world king in the United States

Although the old man sounded evil, in fact, the old man had almost cleaned up the bar, and Seb just finished.

After he was free, he sat on the chair behind the bar and turned on his father's rock radio, letting the old songs he couldn't enjoy pour out. He didn't do it to listen to the songs, he just wanted to pass the time. This guy He raised his legs, put his feet on the bar table, put his hands behind his head, closed his eyes slightly, and the old ceiling fan shook loudly above his head.

He was leisurely enjoying his alone time, but the moment he opened his eyes, the guy suddenly saw the bandage wrapped around his right arm.

"Ah, I forgot about this thing"

Seb patted his head and turned off the noisy radio. He put down his feet, and amid the rattle of the ceiling fan, bit by bit he tore off the bandage wrapped around his right arm, and there was still a trace of blood. , but after taking it all apart, the wound that was opened this morning was completely gone.

"call"

Seb touched the smooth skin without a trace of wrinkles, and he breathed a sigh of relief. This was not normal. This was obviously not an ability that a mortal should have. As for whether this was some kind of characteristic given to him after time travel, or whether his body itself was But what the heck, Seb himself doesn't really care about that.

To his delight, he finally figured out how to heal quickly.

"Small wounds won't trigger, only life-threatening situations will trigger"

Seb pursed his lips, holding a pen in his left hand to write and draw on the paper, and then thought about the violent beating by Batman that night. That time was not life-threatening, so he added another sentence,

"Well, it seems that it will still activate when you are extremely tired. It is consumed. Food is no, no, it is not food. Food is just a representation. It is energy, for the energy taken in."

"click"

The wooden door was pushed open, and a young man walked into the bar in confusion. He saw Seb lying on the bar and asked loudly,

"Hey, buddy, why is it so deserted here? Are you closed?"

"Well, it's already closed. This place is closed. You can leave and go somewhere else to play."

Seb waved his hand very impatiently. The young man muttered something and turned to leave. Seb also thought of a very appropriate word, energy. His huge appetite brought huge energy. Those energies should be It is stored in certain places, such as cells, and when necessary, it will burst out in this form of rapid recovery.

As for whether this rapid recovery will endanger life?

Seb has never considered himself a lucky person. He knows a truth in this world: everything has value, and to gain something, you must lose something.

Now that he has gained it, as for what he will lose, he is not dead yet, and he has also saved a life by relying on this ability, right? So he has already earned.

"Boy, what are you doing?"

His father's loud voice woke Seb out of his thoughts about writing and drawing. He shrugged and threw the bandages and paper in his hand into the trash can. He didn't want his father to worry about this poisonous old man. Is a trustworthy person.

Seb stood up from the chair, stretched out, looked at Christian's father who walked into the bar with two big bags, leaned on the table with malice, and said loudly,

"Old man, where did you take Catherine and sell it? Let's split the money equally."

"Seb, I'm here"

As soon as he finished speaking, a newly dressed Catherine emerged from behind her father, whose complexion had turned dark. She had cut her hair and changed into tomboy-like clothes. This 10-year-old child was severely stunted and only reached the age of [-]. At her father's waist, she was holding two small bags in her hands, and there was a hint of a silly smile on her clean face.

"Um"

Seb snorted, and inadvertently, there was a rare softness in his eyes. He and his father got along very well, but after all, his father had a good son Robin, and he was like a third person inserted into it. It was the same as before, but this feeling disappeared after Catherine arrived.

Although they can't be called relatives in a pretentious way, at least they are not alone.

The little girl has no parents, and Seb is also alone. After finishing his father's affairs, he should leave with Catherine, or leave Catherine here and travel around the world alone. Well, maybe this girl will become Maybe his first "relative" in this world.

In fact, in the deepest part of Seb's heart, he also hopes to make up for what he didn't have in the previous life, but after all, this guy is not good at expressing his heart. Look at the way he repays his kindness by taking a 10-year-old girl to kill people. Damn this guy is like a pervert.

So in the end he just patted Catherine on the head, then took the things from his father's hand and turned towards the refrigerator.

Five minutes later, the three of them got on the father's pickup truck. The young man sat in the passenger seat with a bored look on his face. Then the father with a cigar in his mouth threw something at him, a gadget with a square head and a square head. He picked it up. one look.

"Daddy Blackberry, you are really a caring person."

Seb played with the new mobile phone in his hand. It was not very valuable, but he was very touched that his father could think of this. This showed that his father really regarded him as a friend.

Dad wiped his short stubble, grunted, and glanced at Catherine, who was sitting in the back seat eating chocolate, shaking her head from side to side and looking around. He stepped on the accelerator, and the old brown Like an awakened old beast, the pickup truck started from the door of the bar and sped towards Wayne Hospital.

They were going to the hospital to see Robin, and Dad said they also had to go to the police station to get Seb's identity certificate and Catherine's adoption certificate, even though the two of them didn't really need it.

But Seb didn't mind either. He hadn't had a good tour of the city yet. The last trip to Narrow Island didn't count. He didn't want to go to that damn hell again.

Wayne Hospital is a very famous place in Gotham City. It has almost developed with the city. As we all know, the Wayne family is one of the four major families in Gotham City. This hospital was originally invested and built by the Wayne family. For hundreds of years, it has been a family business of the Wayne family, and it was also the workplace of the previous generation Mr. Wayne, Bruce Wayne's father, the do-gooder who was shot to death.

Robin lives here. This unlucky guy had 4 broken ribs and scars all over his body. If Seber hadn't rescued him in time, he would have met his father in the form of a black and white photo. In fact, Robin He and Seb were also inseparable. If it weren't for Catherine, Seb would probably have met Robin in the form of a black and white photo.

When the three people came, Robin was resting. Dad was now rich, so Robin was transferred to a single ward. The conditions were very good, and there was also a dedicated nurse to take care of him. Dad went to wash the fruits. As soon as he walked out of the door, Seb sat on the bedside with an angry voice, patted Robin's face, and woke the patient up from his sleep.

"Man, how do you feel?"

Robin opened his eyes and saw Seber with a smirk on his face. Frankly speaking, Seber wasn't ugly in appearance, but he was always used to squinting his eyes, which made him look a little gloomy. It didn't match him. He is too tall and looks naturally cold.

Looks like a bad guy.

However, although Robin didn't say it, after Seb killed four people to save him the night before, the relationship between the two had actually reached the stage of friends.

Friendship between men is always very simple, and this kind of friendship that has experienced life and death disasters together can withstand the test. Robin curled his lips in disgust. He still had gauze wrapped around his forehead, looking extremely miserable.

"I was in a good mood, but when I saw you, I became extremely bad."

As he spoke, Robin suddenly coughed. The next moment, a water glass was handed to him. The seriously injured policeman picked up the water glass with his left hand that could still move. Seb helped him up with a wink, and was considerate. After adding a pillow behind him, Robin took a sip of water and then noticed the short-haired little girl wearing a tomboy-like denim top who was standing there.

She was the one who handed over the water just now. The child looked very thin and shy. When Robin looked at her, she lowered her head and started playing with her fingers.

"who is this"

Robin put down the water glass and turned around to ask. Seb shrugged, "This is my sister, Catherine. Come on, girl, this is Robin, a mighty police officer."

As a result, when the little girl heard the word police, her body swayed out of habit, and she ran behind Seb with some fear. In Gotham, police is not a reassuring word, but this reaction made Seb and Seb Robin was a little embarrassed. The young man touched the little girl's head, sighed, and said to Robin,

"It's a special situation. What happened to this girl is extraordinary"

"click"

Before Seb finished speaking, the closed door was pushed open at this moment. Three people, two large and one small, looked at the door at the same time. With the sound of high heels clicking, a man strode in. A woman wearing a black windbreaker, her brown hair tied into a ponytail behind her back, she looks neat and tidy, her face without makeup is very outstanding, a pair of black leather boots and stockings, she has a special kind of beauty, the most important thing is, she is a acquaintance.

"Mr. Robin, it's nice to meet you. I'm Assistant District Attorney Rachel Dawes. I'm here to investigate your assault and so on. You are the one from yesterday."

Rachel, who was introducing herself and taking things from her portfolio, raised her eyes out of habit, and the first thing she saw was Seb waving at her. She quickly remembered that she was with the two socialites yesterday. The bartender was having a great time, but she forgot Seb's name, so she hesitated for a moment.

Seb took the initiative to resolve the embarrassment. He pulled Catherine to stand up and walked out the door while smiling and saying,

"My name is Cyberhawk, good afternoon, beautiful lady Rachel, it looks like you and my brother Robin have something important to discuss."

Seb paused and made a "please" gesture.

"Then my sister and I will go out first. Oh, by the way, your perfume today is very good, I like it very much."

After saying that, without waiting for Rachel to answer, she quickly walked out of the room with the little girl who turned around frequently.

"Hello~ Ms. Rachel, please don't touch my hair. I hate you, Seb."

Catherine made faces at Seb and imitated Seb's flattering manner, but her hair was messed up again by Seb's left hand, and she calmed down.

Seb bought two boxes of chocolates from the shopping machine next to him and stuffed one box into Catherine. After 2 minutes, he pretended to rest and put the chocolate box against the wall. He calmed down and vaguely heard Rachel and Robin. From the sound of their voices, they seemed to be really discussing the case of Robin's attack.

Frankly speaking, he didn't want to deal with Rachel. This woman had some unclear relationship with the mysterious Bruce Wayne, and she was also the local prosecutor. She was simply a troubled woman.

But when Seb reached out and touched the photo in his arms, a smile appeared on his lips.

In fact, it's not that we can't just contact and pay attention to the method, and the local prosecutor may be able to keep it as a backup plan.

As a digression here, U.S. prosecutors have great power. They have the right to decide which prisoners will be prosecuted. Although Rachel is only an assistant prosecutor, once Seb commits a crime and is caught, if he and Rachel had some connections, and if Rachel was willing to help him, he would most likely be released in court, or even charged.

Dad came over with the fruit, looked at Seb and Catherine, and asked casually. Seb shrugged, took a big apple from Dad's basket to Catherine, and stuffed it into the cheek where he was eating chocolate. It swelled up and was chewing hard in the hands of the little girl.

Ten minutes later, Rachel walked out with the document bag in her arms. She stroked her hair and smiled at Seber. As soon as she turned around, she was stopped by Seber.

"Ms. Rachel, if you're not busy, could I keep you for a few minutes?"

Rachel turned her head, holding the document bag. She looked at Seb with some amusement, and whispered, "Call me Miss, I'm still very young, thank you."

Seb was embarrassed for a moment. He patted Catherine on the head and motioned for her to go in and accompany her father. Then he stretched out his hand to support Rachel, motioning for Rachel to follow him.

The two of them walked quickly to the corner of the corridor. There were still people coming and going here, but it was much quieter than the place just now. Seb didn't waste any time. He took out the photo from his pocket and handed it to Rui with one hand. Autumn.

"This is what I found in Poshkin from Jamie's gang, a man with a lot of energy and some bad profession who carries around a picture of a lady, if not for the bald guy who has a crush on you"

Seb hugged his shoulders and leaned against the wall, and said meaningfully, "Then Miss Rachel should be more careful when commuting recently. Poshkin is a very um, not very likable guy, but you don't have to Worry about him, he will probably have to stay in the hospital for a few months."