The trajectory of the world king in the United States

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In the night of Gotham City, an old pickup truck made an almost perfect drift at the intersection between the narrow island and the city at a speed that was completely inconsistent with its heavy body. The roar of the engine made Cyberber miss it for a long time. I feel a hint of passion brought by speed.

Of course, if he hadn't tied the cool guy in black with a seat belt in the passenger seat, Seb wouldn't mind having a high-speed race in this already completely quiet city, but now, he still has to use the fastest speed His speed brought the Son of Gotham out of danger.

While shaking the steering wheel, Seb looked at Bruce Wayne's condition from the corner of his eyes. It was very bad. His breathing had become rapid to a frightening level. As the vehicle shook, his head also fluctuated from side to side. From then on, Judging from the frequency of eyelid vibrations, it was obvious that he had entered a special state.

He is fighting his inner fear

Seb had experienced that feeling earlier today, so he was not surprised by Bruce's current performance. Judging from his state, the fear gas he inhaled this time was greater than Seb's previous dose. More, otherwise this son of Gotham, who is extremely healthy, would not be in such a weak state. You know, a few days ago, he beat Seb head-on.

This is not something ordinary people can do

During the period when Seb was afraid of poisonous gas, he already knew how this poisonous gas works. It will amplify the victim's sensory system, stimulate the respiratory system, and finally have a certain impact on the nervous system. It contains toxins, but when viewed separately, the only two that are truly fatal are poisoning and respiratory spasms.

Regarding poisoning, Cyber ​​can use his special recovery ability to remove it, but the energy consumption of destroying the toxin in the body is not even as much as the cost of healing a knife wound. In other words, this toxin should be slow. The effect was not violent, and the moment the pickup truck entered the dock area, Seb noticed that Bruce's chest began to rise and fall rapidly, and he hurriedly stepped on the brakes.

"Damn"

Seb pushed open the car door, pulled Bruce out of the car, laid it flat on the ground, and then kicked the fire hydrant on the street. After kicking it four times, cold water seeped out of it. Coming out, Seb dragged Bruce, whose throat muscles were spasming, under the water flow, letting the cold water splash beside his head, covering his mouth with his left hand, forcing him to breathe through his nose, and then applied cold water to his neck. Continuously and rhythmically patted his back.

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In the past experience, Seb had learned first aid, and this was the best way he could think of. After a few minutes, Bruce Wayne's chest returned to a normal breathing rhythm, probably because the cold water stimulated him to be amplified. With his senses, he opened his eyes from the chaotic state, but there was no focus in his eyes. Obviously, he had not gotten rid of the hallucination.

Seb felt troubled. Bruce had inhaled too much poisonous gas. If this continued, his life would definitely be in danger.

He rummaged around in the left hand of Batman's clothes and finally found a strange-shaped mobile phone. After opening it, he found a phone number named "Afu" in the address book. He heard from his father that Bruce Wayne's old butler His name is Alfred, an old man who has served the Wayne family for decades and is absolutely trustworthy.

"Thank you for not setting a password, Bruce. This good habit may save your life."

Seb pressed the dial button and stretched out his hand to press on Batman's chest to help him maintain the rhythm of his breathing.

"Master, when will you come back? I've asked the servants to heat up dinner..."

"Stop listening to me"

Alfred started talking ramblingly after the call was connected. Seb interrupted him loudly. Alfred immediately realized that the person on the other end was not his young master. He asked in a very calm tone,

"Who are you, young master? Is it safe?"

"Listen to me, Alfred. I'm Cyberhawk, the guy from Papa Christian's bar. Mr. Bruce has had a little bit of a bad time in his evening "pastime." Now he's been poisoned. I'm trying my best. Help him maintain his breathing. He is in very bad condition. Come to the Old Gun Bar as quickly as possible. You know where it is, right?"

After Seb finished speaking, he heard Afu's breathing quicken across from him. He was sincere with a hint of request,

"Thank you, Mr. Seber. Please ensure the safety of the young master. I will rush over as quickly as possible."

"I can only do my best, his condition is very bad"

After Seb finished speaking, he hung up the phone. He squatted in front of Bruce Wayne, stretched out his left hand and waved it in front of his eyes, and then Bruce's suddenly stretched out hand grabbed his wrist tightly. The force was extremely strong, but this reaction But Seb breathed a sigh of relief.

What he fears most is that the guy in front of him loses consciousness, which would cause trouble.

"Hey, listen, man, I'm going to get you to a safe place now. If you can still hear me, please cooperate with me."

Seb patted Batman's face, trying to make him more awake, but Bruce seemed to be possessed, whispering a noun repeatedly,

"Bat...don't come here bat..."

"bat"

Cyber ​​was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked at his clothes, and had some vague guesses about Batman's identity.

Generally speaking, if people want to choose something to represent themselves, there are two choices for people, either something they like very much, or something that impresses them the most. The former represents love, and the latter, in many cases Down often represents fear.

Love and fear are always the two emotions that most evoke fluctuations in people's hearts. They are also the only two emotions that can make people burst into stronger power or be willing to choose death. They represent the two extremes of human nature. In the game, In Bo's opinion, fear is actually more effective, because the destructive power of love will never be greater than the destructive power of fear.

You can make a person fear you with your fists or words, but you cannot make a person fall in love with you with your fists and words.

Judging from Bruce Wayne's situation, it is absolutely impossible for him to choose the bat because of love.

"Are you afraid of bats Bruce?"

Seb thought for a moment and whispered in Batman's ear with a gentle voice, "Are you afraid of the moment they pounce out of the darkness?"

With his mind already in chaos, the sounds Bruce Wayne heard were all distorted. To him, Cyber's voice sounded like the magic sound coming from hell. Driven by this sound, There, a terrifying scene appeared before him again.

It was when he was playing with his childhood Rachel that he accidentally fell into an abandoned well inside Wayne Manor. His leg was injured. For a seven or eight-year-old child, he could not move his body. He could only wait for rescue at the bottom of the dark well, but in front of him, there was a stone cave with uneven levels, and there was a buzzing sound coming from it.

He was so scared that he picked up a stone and tried to protect himself. However, as the fear in his heart became more and more intense, he finally smashed the stone in his hand at the hole that looked like the entrance to hell. The sound annoyed the grotto. The creatures hidden in the cave rushed out from the darkness, from the cave like the beast's mouth, and rushed towards him.

bats thousands of bats

Dark as a storm

"Ah stay away from me stay away from me"

Bruce's body began to struggle, and Seb had to break free from the restraints of his wrists, suppress his body with his arms, and said loudly in his ear,

"Wake up Bruce Wayne, you are Batman, you bastard, don't let this mere fear knock you down."

This sudden sound made Bruce escape from the frightening memory of his childhood. His eyes blinked hard.

"The bats... help me get rid of them... they help me..."

"Think about happy things, think about Ah Fu, and think about your parents."

Seb recalled how he broke away from that fear. Since he had fear in his heart, he used other emotions to fight it. He grabbed Bruce's shoulders, lifted him off the ground, and slammed him on the car door. , this impact made Batman's consciousness clear again for a moment, and he heard a voice shouting in his ear,

"Think about other things and throw away those dark memories, think about... well, think about Rachel, you like her, right? Think about the days you spent with her, think about your butler Afu, think Think about things that make you happy, make you angry, and move you instead of thinking about fear.”

Seb grabbed his shoulders and shook him,

"Don't be defeated by fear. Being defeated by it means that you have given in to it, which means that you are a coward."

"Don't you want to fight crime? How can you be a coward?"

"You have to conquer your fear, master your fear, in order to bring fear to others. Suppress it with other damn things. Don't let it knock you down. I will take you to a safe place now, but you have to learn to protect yourself. Fight back, understand? Fight back against it."

"Counter your fear with other emotions and stay awake, bastard. I don't want the person I save to be an idiot who can only cry."

These words may not cause any fluctuations in Bruce Wayne at other times. After all, his experiences in the past seven years have made it difficult for him to have emotional fluctuations, but it is different now. Added to the poison of fear, he is in a very fragile state. In such a state, he almost subconsciously obeyed Seber's words.

And someone once said this to him about fear. Soon, the experiences of the past seven years appeared in his mind. Although it was not beautiful, it finally made him wake up from the deepest fear. Some.

Seeing that Bruce's body was still shaking, but at least he had regained some consciousness, Seb immediately pushed him into the car, started the car quickly, and sped towards the Old Gun Bar.

"Fear gas...this thing is too evil."

Seb glanced at Bruce Wayne, who was struggling to fight against the fear that arose in his heart. He was also a little scared inside. If he had inhaled a dose like Batman today, and it did not trigger a heat flow in his body at the last moment. , I’m afraid he had been killed by Thompson long ago.

For people with weak wills, this thing can destroy their will in an instant. When I think of what Kevin said, the Shadow Warriors Alliance intends to use this poisonous gas to destroy Gotham, I think of the whole city falling into this poisonous gas. In the shrouded environment, under the control of fear, what ordinary people whose sanity has been defeated will do... Cyber ​​can hardly imagine.

They don't even need to use much force, just fighting each other in this city will destroy everything.

Seb thought of what he had experienced in some parts of Africa. In such large cities, once chaos occurs, it is not so easy to suppress it, and once bloodshed begins, it will quickly evolve into a real war. A disaster. In that situation, no matter how powerful Seb was, he would have nothing to do in the face of a desperate city.

So while racing all the way, Seber really started to think about a problem.

"Should I really leave Gotham..."

Ten minutes later, the pickup truck stopped at the door of the Old Gun Bar. Before the lights in the bar were turned off, Dad walked out and saw Seb walking out of the car carrying a strange-looking guy.

"This is..."

"Shh, Dad, don't ask too much. Prepare a clean house. Someone will pick him up soon."

The two men carried Bruce Wayne, who was wearing the bat costume, into the room on the second floor. When they put Batman on the bed, Bruce, who had already taken off the bat mask, caught him with difficulty. Seb's arms and his body were still trembling, and it was obvious that he was in pain, but the fear and uneasiness in his eyes were gone, and they were still a little confused, but he had regained his consciousness.

Seeing this scene, Seb breathed a sigh of relief,

"Huh... Congratulations. You defeated fear. You were not knocked down by it. You are not a coward."

"Thank you...thank you"