Trajectory of Dawn in the World of American Comics

Name: Mason Cooper

Race: standard humanoid creature human template

Age: 17 years old

Status: Gotham City middle school dropout, low-level security guard at Iceberg Bar, Penguin Gang reserve horse boy

Status: in a daze (for 7 minutes and 27 seconds), security on duty (fishing)

Traits: none

Skills: none

Suggestion: The small boss is approaching, it is recommended to end the fishing state immediately.

"swish"

At the entrance of the busiest Iceberg Bar on the busiest street on the edge of Gotham’s slums, the sleepwalking Mason came back to his senses and blinked his dull eyes. He straightened his body and made a mighty and reliable vigilant posture of looking around, just in time to be spotted by the little leader who came out of the bar with a cigarette in his mouth.

"The quality of this batch of newcomers is not bad."

The little boss who had tattooed the word "soup" on his shoulder for some unknown mental state nodded in satisfaction, and patted the shoulder of Mason, who was the most outstanding among the good-for-nothing boys, as a sign of encouragement.

"This is the spiritual outlook that our Penguin Gang reserve members should have. You bunch of trash who only know how to take drugs and piling piles, give me a good lesson!"

Drunk, he yelled a few times, causing a group of pony boys around Mason's age to be shocked and flattering, but after the little boss grinned and left, the eyes of others looking at Mason were not so friendly .

Everyone agreed to fish together, but you rolled it up secretly, right?

Mason didn't care about those malicious eyes around him. After confirming that the little boss had left, he skillfully entered the daze mode again, staring at the text on the translucent light curtain in front of him, as if he wanted to break them Open it and smash it to see what secrets are hidden in this thing.

Mason Cooper, Old Gotham "Black Flag".

His father, who died in a shootout at the pier last month, was a backbone member of the Penguin Gang. It is said that he was also a veteran of fighting the world with the famous Penguin. likely to successfully complete their studies.

After Cheap Daddy was hacked to death, he was summoned by the gang to become an honorable pony under Penguin.

Before he was killed by a falling wine bottle last night, the young man had basically no opinion on this career plan, but after another soul awakened in his body, New Mason felt that the current situation was simply rotten.

"Being a gangster boy in Gotham City is the same as joining the German army in 1944 and serving the captain in 1949?

No.

Not as good as that. "

The young man with his head still wrapped in a bandage looked boredly at the passing traffic on the street, and then glanced at the magnificent and luxurious Iceberg Bar behind him.

The seventh time I rejected the "cigarette roll" handed by the black buddy next to me, I couldn't help complaining:

"In a bad drama, I'm a cannon fodder character who can't survive an episode.

It won't work like this! Wouldn't it be nice to find a way to clean up and save money to leave Gotham, go to Metropolis to live under the protection of Super, or go to London to follow the handsome and saucy Wonder Woman? "

"boom"

Just when the "black second generation" Mason came up with the rebellious idea of ​​"25 on the spot", a loud noise suddenly exploded on the top floor of the Bingshan Bar behind him, and a group of ponies didn't realize what happened, and there were large pieces of burning debris It fell from the sky, knocked down the unlucky guys beside Mason, and caused chaos on the street.

"Quick! Someone stole the boss's treasure! He ran over there! Everyone chased after me!"

The little leader who was five people and six just now will follow his boss and a group of real gangsters to rush out of the bar like crazy. He shouted to his new boys, and took out a black pistol from his arms and threw it at the bar. Mason said:

"You, come with me! The gang remembers your father's contribution, work hard tonight, and have a bright future in the future."

"Ah, yes, yes, the future is bleak, I understand."

What else can Mason say?

The guns in the eldest brother's hands are all loaded.

He could only carry the rifled pistol and followed his leader into a car. In an instant, more than a dozen cars full of gangsters were rampaging on the main road and entering the night traffic. He chased after the daring thief in the direction where he fled.

"That guy was injured by the boss, he can't run very far. If he dares to provoke the Penguin Gang, he will die!"

The little boss in the car was very agitated, drinking alcohol made him flushed, and maybe drugged to make this guy look like a mad cow, but Mason next to him talking to himself is just farting .

His attention is now focused on the pistol in his hand. In the field of vision of his unique translucent light curtain, this thing also has a small label on it:

Name: Old gangster gun

Quality: Junk Items, Discarded Items

Effect: Each shot has a 15% chance of blowing the chamber, and the highly worn rifling makes the bullet have a 50% chance of entering the Brownian motion state.

Item description: For your own sake, try not to shoot. It is the correct way to use it as a warhammer.

After reading this small label, another line of text floated in front of Mason's eyes: Possess engineering artifacts, engineering skill branch opened, currently Lv0, engineering item transformation unlocked.

"swish"

There was a flash of light in front of Mason's eyes, and a three-dimensional view of a pistol appeared in front of him.

This thing is obviously simulated according to the shape of the "explosive gun" in his hand, but it is simpler and more powerful than the pistol in his hand. Moreover, the drawings also thoughtfully list the assembly process and suggestions.

It is basically a fool's version of the tutorial, and you can save a new gun if you have the materials.

"This thing is a real punishment."

The young man sighed.

It feels like I have unlocked a new profession of "black gun dealer" on the first day of rebirth.

The convoy stopped at a dark alley full of rubbish, and the yelling gangsters jumped out of the car and rushed into it, and the little boss led Mason into the disturbing night before him.

"Go over there, and I'll help you guard the back road."

The boss brother grabbed the gun and pointed at Mason, making the young man's teeth itch.

Keep your back!

It is clear that they want me to be cannon fodder to explore the way.

This damn alley is so dark that there is not even a street light, but considering the persuasiveness of the blasting gun in his hand, Mason, with his head wrapped in a bandage, did not refute, grabbed the gun and walked into the place in front of him. In the alley.

Violent noises sounded from the other side, as well as chaotic gunshots, horrified shouts, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, which scared Mason into a shudder.

A dark figure turned over from the low wall and smashed headlong into the black garbage pile. After thumping a few times, it became silent, as if it was dead.

"What's wrong?"

The leader guarding the entrance of the inclined alley also heard the sound and came over with a gun.

Mason pointed in front of his eyes, and watched his leader drag a bloody person out of the trash, and it was a woman!

She was wearing an exaggerated black tights, which almost showed off her terrifyingly slender figure. She also wore a weird red goggle on her head, which looked like the red eyes of a black cat. What is peculiar is that there are two cat ear decorations on the left and right sides of her hood.

Eh~ Girl with cat ears in tights, it's too astringent.

"Isn't this Catwoman?"

Mason immediately recognized the woman in front of her who was seriously injured by the gunshot from her unique attire. She also had a wound on her abdomen that was cut open by a sharp weapon, which should have been stabbed by the Penguin while stealing something.

"Ha, I knew it, I have the advantage today!"

When the boss saw his little brother found the thief, he immediately looked happy. He bent down and carried the unconscious Catwoman on his shoulders, gestured to Mason again, and said in a low voice:

"Go drive! Don't disturb the others."

"Um?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then he heard his leader teach him "tricks for gang life":

"You are stupid, so many people share the credit for nothing. In our line of work, you have to be quick-witted and quick-witted. The boss rewards you for your merits. You are lucky tonight.

I eat meat, you drink soup.

Follow me well in the future, I won't treat you badly. "

"Oh, study is useless and study is useless."

Mason showed a teachable expression, and while giving the leader a thumbs up, he glanced at the catwoman who was picked up by him, and a few thoughts flashed in his eyes.

I just thought about cleaning up, but the opportunity is here now?

So, the question now is whether to do it or not? And, how to do it?

With this kind of thinking in mind, Mason soon drove the car to a hidden place at the entrance of the alley, opened the car door and whispered to the leader who rushed out carrying Catwoman:

"Brother, the car is ready!"

Anxiously waiting for the leader who was afraid that others would steal the credit, he was overjoyed, and rushed over with Catwoman on his shoulder.

And the moment he bent down to get into the car, Mason narrowed his eyes, swung the crowbar hidden in his hand and threw it at his boss.

Do you want to do it?

Of course do!

how to do it

Dali is done!

Rescue Catwoman and catch the invincible Batboy to clean up the crime smoothly, or stay in the Penguin Gang and follow the Penguin who will buy life insurance for the younger brother to go black. These two options are in front of you.

If it were you, how would you choose?

Anyway, it took Mason no more than a second to make a choice.

And at the moment of the attack, the field of vision in front of him suddenly changed:

"Enter the combat state! The combat assistance is turned on, and the preset attack route has been marked."

The big brother, the boss in front of Mason, turned his back on him. When the combat assist was turned on, the deadly positions on the big brother's body were marked by red light spots.

The young man can even see a virtual attack line generated in front of his eyes, and he only needs to swing the crowbar along that arc to kill the guy or knock him out.

There was no time to think for a moment.

The cold crowbar slammed into the back of the hot-blooded head brother's head with a bang.

Still in a state of excitement after drinking and taking drugs, the leader of the society, who was taking the opportunity to take advantage of the hot body of the unconscious Catwoman, fell to the ground without saying a word.

Blood was pouring from the head, but he was still breathing.

This scene also stunned the catwoman who was lying in the car and was extremely weak, but she had already grabbed a short knife like a cat's claw in her hand and was about to fight back. She stared dumbfounded at the gangster attacking his boss, and I can't understand why he would do this at all?

"Can you still drive?"

Mason threw the car key in his hand to the wide-eyed Catwoman, who took it and covered the wound and moved to the driver's seat, glanced at the young man who helped the leader up, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Why save me?"

"I didn't have a choice before, but now I just want to be a good person."

Mason lowered his head and threw out a sentence, and urged:

"Go quickly. Don't ask for anything in return, just remember my kindness. My name is Mason Cooper. Did you lose this thing?"

The young man picked up a strangely shaped mechanical hard drive from the ground, which was shaped like a sword.

He wiped the blood on it in his hand and took this thing in his hand, while the weak Catwoman started the car, while at this desperate moment, she did not forget to sway her overflowing female hormones.

She stretched her body and joked:

"I heard that Penguin bought insurance for you, it seems that this is still not enough to win people's hearts.

There is a positioning on this thing, I can't run far with it alone, and the Penguin will never let anyone who has touched it.

You're in trouble, little one.

boarding.

We've got to give it to Batman, only he can handle this. "

"boom"

The flying bullets came from the alley with noisy footsteps, hitting the car door and splashing sparks.

Mason no longer hesitated to get into the car, and Catwoman stepped on the accelerator to let the car launch at the highest speed, smashing the obstacle in front of her arbitrarily and rushing into the night street.

The vehicles behind quickly caught up, and a chase started on this street.

Those gangsters were crazy. They pulled out automatic weapons and shot the front car in the street. The rear glass shattered and Mason was short.

He still hasn't left the combat state, and the superb combat support is still there.

When he picked up the pistol he snatched from the boss, the free red aiming frame and simulated ballistics made the young man feel like he was playing a super exciting FPS game.

"Drive steadily!"

A bullet flew over and knocked down the rearview mirror, causing Mason to yell at Catwoman, and then lay flat on the seat and crawl towards the back seat, lying there with guns in both hands, ready to fight back.

"Are you crazy to tickle them with a pistol at this distance?"

The seriously injured Catwoman screamed, and Mason said without looking back:

"Just drive, sister. Men are doing their work, women don't interrupt."

After speaking, he took a deep breath and watched the moment when the free aiming frame of the light curtain in front of him locked on the windshield of the chasing car and locked on the guy driving, Mason's muzzle pressed down.

Align the preset trajectory in the horizon with the target, and then fire two shots.

The first shot opened a hole in the windshield of the car behind.

A second shot hit the driver in the arm.

The unlucky guy screamed, and then the vehicle lost control instantly, and hit the taxi next to it, which was too fast to dodge, causing it to roll over and fly and hit the ground.

"Successfully complete a shooting and execution, and the skill proficiency of the shooting branch has improved, and it is currently Lv0."

A line of prompts jumped into the translucent light curtain in front of Mason's eyes, shocking the young man's heart.

Does this thing still have experience and levels? !

Hello! Is life an experience? Don't make such hell jokes! asshole!

"Who the hell are you?"

Catwoman saw the "power" of Mason's two shots from the rearview mirror. The mature big sister squinted and said:

"Are the horse boys in the Penguin gang all monsters? Or is there another masked vigilante in this city that I don't know about?"

"I've said it all, I didn't have a choice before."

Mason looked at the gangsters who were chasing after him again. He fired a few shots and forced the second car to stop, then turned around and shouted to Catwoman:

"Where are you going? Aren't you going to find Batman?"

Catwoman wanted to tell Mason that she was going directly to Wayne Manor, but her old lover hated revealing her real identity, so Catwoman could only keep silent and stepped on the accelerator.

"Turn ahead to the Gotham Police Station!"

Mason probably guessed what Catwoman was thinking from her silence, and the young man said in a deep voice:

"There is a device that can contact Batman, and it's closer to here. I can stand it, but your injury can't be delayed any longer.

Can you get in touch with Commissioner Gordon? "

"You are such a clever little ghost, cute, you are surprisingly reassuring at such a young age."

Catwoman also understood the young man's plan. Enduring the pain, she shook her hand and threw away her mobile phone. While turning the steering wheel, she said:

"The third number."

"boom"

A shot rang out.

Mason emptied the last round in the pistol magazine, allowing the gangster driver of the third car approaching behind to do another trapeze.

The fleeing vehicle sped forward, and in the background of bright explosions rising into the sky from behind, the young man threw the empty pistol out of the window and pressed the communication button on Catwoman's phone.

"Hello? Director Gordon? Don't panic if I tell you something.

Plenty of Penguin gangs are going to storm the Gotham Police Department, God knows what these thugs are going to do, I see they have RPGs in their cars, so you better be prepared.

They must be there in five minutes.

alright.

You can panic now.

correct.

Don't forget to turn on the bat light on the roof! We really need that man right now. You know who I'm talking about! "

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