The trajectory of the world king in the United States

Five minutes later, the two guys who were still able to move dejectedly carried their seriously injured boss and unlucky companion, and quickly drove out of the bar. Before leaving, they left all their money and weapons behind. So Seber got another $5, two daggers, a pistol that looked like it had been used for a long time, and a magazine full of bullets.

Seb stood at the door and waved goodbye to the fleet of black SUVs, then whistled and said to his father and the young police officer sitting opposite him, "Brother Jamie treats his subordinates well. Being able to be equipped with a gun, tsk tsk tsk, this treatment is really amazing."

The police officer's face was serious.

"That's Jamie's brother Poshkin. It is said that they are real brothers. You almost killed Poshkin. Jamie will not let it go."

In response, Seb shrugged. Obviously, his father did not tell this guy about selling the bar, but now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, Seb will not have any trouble with the police officer who spoke coldly to him.

We are all adults after all, right?

And because the father's "good son" returned early, the old man closed the restaurant early today, saying that he wanted to cook the food himself to entertain his son.

While the old man was busy, the bored Seb sat on the table in the bar with the young, promising, tall and handsome police officer and stared at each other.

"I said, brother Robin, don't look at me like a criminal. I'm just protecting daddy. He hired me, and I have to help him clean the bar and sort out those damn glasses."

Seb supported his chin with his left hand, playing with the coins in his hand, and said to Robin, the handsome young police officer with short black hair, "Actually, I helped him solve a few problems last night, you Look, we are in the same team, do you understand?”

"Call me John thanks"

Robin put his hands on the table with an indifferent expression. He looked at Seb's right hand, as if the blood stains on it had not been cleaned yet. Detective Robin was a young man with very keen senses, otherwise he would not be so young. He became a police officer easily. In the words of the trainee police officer's boss, Chief Gordon, "Robin is a natural killer of criminals."

And now, this keen criminal terminator can smell the blood of the young man named Cyberhawk in front of him even across a table, which is stronger than that of the murderers in Blackwater Prison. .

This is a truly ruthless character. He should not be unknown in Gotham. More importantly, a person like him should not appear next to his father, especially now that he is enmity with Jamie.

"Okay, okay, let's have a frank talk, Robin."

Seb put down his left hand that was supporting his chin, spread his hands on the table, and said in a very sincere voice,

"I really won't cause trouble. Do you understand? At least until dad pays me the salary I deserve and makes it clear that he doesn't need my help, I won't cause any trouble for you and him. This is your territory. , I am just a poor temporary resident. After my father gets rich, I will leave and then go to the city center to find a job as a cleaner or washing dishes. I will live a life of nothingness and we will never meet again. ,ok”

Robin's response to this is, "I'm going to keep an eye on you and you better do what you say or I don't mind throwing you in jail, or worse, Arkham by Dr. Klein Bedlam, I heard it’s full of your kind.”

Regarding this threat, Seb shrugged. He still didn't know what Arkham Asylum meant. On the contrary, his interest quickly shifted to Robin. He moved his own chair and sat in Robin. He stood next to Bin and ignored the sharp sound of the chair scraping against the floor. He asked furtively in a low voice,

"I'm actually very curious. Dad said your name is Robin, but I just saw that your police officer ID clearly says "John Blake", and you are only 19 years old. Under normal circumstances, children of this age should You're still in school and you're already a trainee police officer in Gotham, so would you be interested in explaining it to me? Robin, I know Dad has some background, but I hope you can tell me something that, um, I should know. .”

Faced with Seber's approach and such a sensitive matter, Robin was obviously not interested in answering, but it didn't matter if he didn't answer. Seber was like a machine gun, constantly talking about his guesses,

"Then let's play a guessing game. Well, you are definitely not my father's biological son, unless this old man is so powerful that he can still give birth to children when he is almost 60 years old. So based on your current situation, I guess, you should be a Orphan, the last name Blake, including the stupid name John, should have been given to you by your adoptive parents, and your real name is Robin."

Hearing Seb's guess, Robin's left hand on the table clenched into a fist at this moment, so Seb knew that he had guessed correctly. This did not make him more proud. On the contrary, he stood up with a frown and hugged He crossed his arms, rubbed his chin with his thumb, and then walked around Robin, mumbling,

"Dad is not your adoptive parent, but he calls you a good son, and you have feelings for him similar to that of a father. Obviously, there is a story about how you met him. I can't guess the specific story. But I think it has something to do with abuse and running away from home. So after you are lucky enough to meet your dad, you have to work hard to prove yourself. Now it seems that you are probably influenced by the other side of your dad. , what you pursue is some kind of justice, you want to be a decent person, or you are an idealist, you hope there will be no crime in the world, or you try your best to end crime, am I right?"

Robin's fists clenched tighter, but the next moment, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a low voice, "Why do you think so?"

Seb chuckled and stopped talking. At the same moment, the father in an apron came over with two plates of chopped beef, and called Robin and Seb to eat together. There was a "friendly" exchange between Seb and Robin, but it didn't matter. The information Seb needed had been collected.

While his father held Robin's hand and prayed before the meal, Seb held a glass of wine with a playful smile and looked at Robin sitting opposite him. This young man was very unusual and had a special talent. He has keen senses and a strong posture, but he will not affect his own life, so he is not a threat.

Well, no threat, which means we can be friends.

But what made Seb depressed and strange was that during the meal, his father and his good son talked about things that he couldn't understand, such as Star City, mutants, and superheroes.

While Seb was skillfully eating the steak with a knife and fork, he used his ears to gather the information he needed from their conversation. Soon he realized that this strange world really seemed to have things like superpowers and magic, witches and wizards. Magic and the like, and strange creatures called mutants seem to be active all over the world. They are the same as humans, but they have super powers of one kind or another.

Finally, there is the topic of superheroes. It is said that they are a group of "vigilantes" who use their power to help the city in order to make society a better place. Their counterparts are a group of guys called "super criminals".

In short, after listening to these chattering, Seb's first reaction was:

This is really no longer the world I used to have.

He was certain that given the conditions in his original world, it would be impossible for any superheroes or super criminals to be born, let alone mutants with the same superpowers.

In this world, all kinds of super criminals are running rampant, and there are radical mutants living around them, ready to make big news at any time. There are also wars in countries that he doesn't know where. The whole world looks like a desert. A state of mixed chaos and order.

Finally, Seb summed it up and came to a tragic conclusion:

It seems that for ordinary people like him, it is better to just find a job that does not require brainpower and live a life of doing nothing.

To be honest, this sumptuous dinner was very boring, because Dad always talked to Robin about things that Seb was not interested in at all, but even a bastard like Seb could understand from the relationship between these two people. I feel a unique feeling, maybe it’s called family affection.

This made Seb, who was running a carriage in his mind, feel a hint of jealousy, but it quickly disappeared. He picked up a newspaper and collected all the information that was useful to him. He turned his head and looked outside the bar from time to time. He has not forgotten his responsibilities, nor why his father hired him.

But fortunately, it seemed to be quiet tonight, except for some drunkards sitting nearby drinking. Well, the light spots emitted by their smoking meant that they had been there for 2 hours.

A smile appeared on the corner of Seb's mouth, he might have some fun tonight.

"Okay, dad, I'm going back to the police station. Mr. Gordon has a lot of cases. Falcone has bribed almost everyone in the police station. It's too bad that I have to deal with that damn Klein tomorrow. That gentle ruffian who always collects money to do things, there are a lot of things over there, I have to go back and get busy, dad."

The detective, who had had a few glasses of wine, picked up his hat from the table, hugged his father, and then glanced at Seb warily with a hint of warning. The latter was buried in the newspaper and did not read it at all. he.

The father sent his good son to the door. A few minutes later, Seb heard the sound of the Mustang police car engine starting. Then the father walked back to the bar humming a song and began to clear the dishes on the table, and Seb I looked back out the window and saw that the red light spot that was dimly lit just now had disappeared.

He put down the newspaper and grinned with a playful smile.

"Dad, you love your good son very much, I can see it."

"uh-huh"

The father held his corn cob pipe in his mouth, looked at Seb condescendingly, and snorted from his nostrils, "So what, my good son has a bright future. He is much better than a villain like you."

Seb made a face at Christian's father, then pointed out the window,

"Two hours ago, there were five drunkards sitting there. Just after your good son left, the drunkards were all gone. You know what I mean?"

"boom"

The wine glass in Dad's hand hit the ground. He was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Seb with a gloomy expression.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Seb showed an innocent expression, "You didn't ask me."

"That's enough, go help me. I hired you just to watch the fun. You go first, I will come later."

Seb shrugged and did not stand up. Instead, he put the two guns in his pocket on the table. He looked at his father innocently, and then at the two civilian-type defensive firearms.

"I swear to God, I want to go, Dad, but with these two toy guns, I'm probably going to be buried with poor Robin. You know, these things are over 30 meters tall and can't even penetrate an arm." ."

"asshole"

Dad turned around and lay down on his bar, turned his hands for a few seconds, and then threw a wooden box to Seb, who opened it and whistled.

", I like this thing, but it's a pity that I only have one."

It was a silver-white, streamlined pistol with a slightly protruding barrel and a black handle. It was obviously maintained with great care by the user. Under the dim light of the bar, it shone with a vague and cold light.

Seb took it in his hand and ejected the magazine, which was full of brass bullets.

"click"

The murderous weapon spun around in Seb's hands, and then disappeared into his pocket. He opened the door, made an OK gesture to his father, and disappeared into the darkness.

He was wearing his father's old clothes, and his black coat floated back in the still cold night. Seber jogged forward, and the street in front of him looked a little blurry under the dim street lights, which put Seber into a special kind of mood. In the sense of déjà vu.

At some point in the past, he seemed to be like this, running in the dark. What was he going to do at that time?

Go kill people? It seems so. Although the past memories are as irregular as fragments, those fragments are always mixed with blood and coldness. With guns, knives, and hands, how many people has he killed?

Are any of those people idealistic like Robin?

Are there any guys like Dad who make a living in a gray area?

Is there anyone with a chaotic past like me?

The heavy senses pressed on Seb's shoulders, even making him breathless at this moment. His steps couldn't help but slow down, but when he raised his head again, he saw a completely different scenery around him than in his memory. , his brain suddenly shook.

Yes, this is not the world of the past

this is a new world

That's right, so let the past things pass. You have to have a new life. After taking care of your father's employment, you will be truly free in two days. You can go wherever you want to go.

"Hey, bastard, aren't you very arrogant? Come on, hit me."

A violent shout combined with the sound of something heavy hitting the human body woke Seb out of his thoughts about his future life.

He stopped suddenly and walked quickly to the corner of the street without making a sound. He looked at the Mustang police car that had been forced to stop not far from the street light in front of him, the broken windows, the blood-stained glass, and the There was the young man who had fallen to the ground surrounded by five guys.

Seb licked his lips and swiped it on the belt under his coat. Two daggers entered his hands. He took a deep breath and the cold air entered his lungs, causing the blood in his body to start flowing again. .

"Hey, good boy Robin, you owe me once."

The Story of Yi Lu Ji Lv

Well... this book is based on the movie. Judging from the time of Nolan's Dark Knight trilogy, the current Robin should be a 1620-year-old young man. Of course, at least in the early stage, this child is just a It exists like a background cloth, so you don’t have to worry about him destroying the balance. Characters such as Robin will appear in the first volume... Comic fans who read rationally and have strong combat power should not fight or scold~