Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"beep beep beep beep"

Harvey Dent looked at the mobile phone in his hand, and there was a busy signal. This was the seventh call he made within 2 minutes. It was all to Rachel. It was at the beginning of Lauber's memorial service. For a moment, Harvey realized that Rachel had disappeared, but in that serious situation, there was no way he could look for Rachel.

And now, the tragedy has happened. It is conservatively estimated that more than 6 policemen lost their lives in this murder case, including the supreme leader of the Gotham police, Chief Jim Gordon. After Gotham lost a police leader, he Soon lost another.

What's more terrible is that this time the memorial service was live broadcasted throughout the city, and the scene of Gordon's killing completely fell into the eyes of other people in the city.

Smart people soon realized that an unprecedented shadow of terror had enveloped the night sky of Gotham.

"call…"

Harvey Dent put down his cell phone, and he gave him a bow tie for his own tie. He turned around, and the surrounding environment looked like an abandoned underground station. Only the faint light above his head was the only halo here. In the darkness, a guy wearing a police uniform but with a wound on his left leg was being tied up there. He twisted his body nervously, trying to break free from the chair.

But he can't.

"wow"

The burlap bag on his head was pulled away, and a silver revolver was pressed against his head, Harvey's handsome face was full of anger, he poked the pistol forward, and lifted the guy's face , It can be seen that he is also very scared, and his face is covered with cold sweat.

But the strange thing is that he didn't choose to beg for mercy like other people who encountered this situation, even when Harvey took him away forcibly, he didn't even beg for mercy.

"Phew... you like playing games just like your crazy boss, right?"

Harvey said gently, but it can be seen from his extremely depressed breathing that his emotions are not as calm as he appears on the surface.

"look!"

He turned out the cylinder of the revolver in his hand and placed it in front of this guy. Six brass-colored bullets were full of bullets, closed them, and pointed at his head, "bang"

The sound of gunfire echoed far away in this empty place, shaking people's ears sorely, and at the same time startled the bastard who was about to be tied to the chair, the scorching breath of the bullets almost flew past his ears , which made his body tremble.

Harvey put the muzzle of the gun back on his head, and the guy looked at him with fear finally showing in his eyes.

"No, the boss said, you won't..."

"I won't! You don't think I can, huh? You don't think I can?"

Harvey's roar was accompanied by the shaking of the muzzle, and it resounded in the empty underground hall. Finally, he could no longer suppress his emotions. His voice became louder and louder, like a man whose mind had been overwhelmed by anger. The lunatic, finally, the guy trapped in the chair was scared, he even let out a wail.

But Harvey took a step back at this moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, and moved the muzzle away,

"Yeah, I won't, I won't just take someone's life casually."

Hearing this, the bastard who was tied to the chair took a quick breath, and he showed a relieved expression, and the confrontation light of not admitting defeat was shining again in his eyes.

This guy is a real, down-to-earth villain.

Harvey reached into his pocket, took out a silver coin, and put it in his palm. He looked at the guy in front of him,

"So I'm not going to decide for myself, front, keep your head, back, you're not so lucky."

Harvey looked at him. As a keen prosecutor, he instantly noticed the change in the villain's eyes. He snorted, "Pray for more luck."

"So you're going to tell me about the clown now?"

He asked, like the judge's last question during the trial, the guy's eyes were already reddened with tension, but it seemed that something more terrible than death was preventing him from saying it, and he finally used his begging eyes looked at Harvey, but said nothing.

Harvey's breathing was rapid, and he was trying to calm himself down.

"Ding"

The silver coin in his hand flew into the sky, and the guy's eyes also flew up and then fell down. Harvey grabbed it in his hand and stuck it to the back of the other hand. He slowly removed it.

"Hoo, hoo..."

The strapped guy's breath is jerked loose because it's frontal...meaning he kept his head, he let out a miserable laugh and even cried with joy, anyone would feel the pain in this situation pressure.

Harvey snorted.

“Let's do it again”

This sentence instantly destroyed all the remaining confidence of the guy in front of him. He would never think that he had 50% luck every time, he screamed,

"No! No! God, please, I don't know anything, don't torture me like this!"

Judging from his flushed eyes, if it weren't for being tied up now, he would have knelt down to Harvey long ago, but Harvey put the muzzle of a gun against his chin, stopping him from screaming.

"Hey, you're not taking your chances right now, man..."

He knew what Harvey meant, as long as he said it... But he couldn't, the clown was already as terrifying as a devil in his heart, he couldn't say it, otherwise what awaited him would definitely be the most terrifying execution, he didn't think that the prosecutor in front of him Officers can deal with clowns.

He can't deal with it, no one in Gotham can deal with him!

Harvey moved the muzzle of the gun away. He watched him weep bitterly, but still didn't want to speak. With a move of his finger, he put the silver coin on his thumb,

"The second round begins... The night is still very long, we can play slowly."

His emotions have completely calmed down, and now the scene is in his hands. I don't know if it's an illusion, but he seems to... enjoy this feeling.

"Ding"

The silver coin flew up, and the eyes of the two people looked at the silver coin that was constantly spinning in the air, but just as it was about to fall into Harvey's hand, a dark red fist stretched out from the darkness to his eyes, holding the silver coin in hand.

"Harvey! God! What are you doing?"

Rachel's voice came from behind them, she ran out of the darkness in a hurry, she and Sable had arrived 5 minutes ago, Sable took her to hide in the surrounding darkness, and she saw this In the complete scene, she stepped forward angrily and grabbed Harvey's arm,

"You want to rely on luck to decide your life? Harvey! How did you become like this!"

Rachel looked at the prosecutor in front of her in disbelief. This young talent who was pursuing her, as a qualified prosecutor, would definitely put the law and justice first in her heart. Harvey used to be like this He did it, and won Rachel's favor because of it, but now...his image collapsed almost instantly.

But Harvey saw a dark red figure with a ghost face standing beside him. He suddenly pulled Rachel behind him, raised his gun, and pointed it at Saibo. He did not forget that a few days ago, it was This man almost killed him.

Batman is no match for him.

"Hey man, you can't threaten me with this thing."

Saibo didn't even look at the pistol in Harvey's hand, he played with the coin in his hand, threw it to Harvey, and said playfully, "It's very skilled, it seems that I used it a lot before, Harvey Dent... Sure enough, under the appearance of justice, there is another you hidden."

"You... who are you!"

When Harvey asked, Rachel stepped forward and put down the gun in his hand, "Relax, Harvey, he...he is not the enemy."

"He almost killed me."

Harvey breathed a sigh of relief, he ignored Seb, he grabbed Rachel's hand, "Where did you go? I'm worried about you...Gordon...he's dead, at the hands of the clown."

"So we came to avenge him. To deal with such a person, you gentle people can't do it. Only villains can deal with villains."

"Take Rachel and leave. Since none of you are willing to get blood on your hands, I will do the rest!"

Saibo said something coldly, and then stood in front of the guy tied to the chair. The moment he saw Saibo's ghost face, this guy who could still maintain his will to fight in front of Harvey collapsed instantly. , he exclaimed,

"I don't know anything, don't! Get away from me! God, get away from me!"

"Ha, you know me, you've seen me, haven't you?"

Seeing the guy's terrified face, Seber sneered, and with his left hand in the tactical glove, he pulled out the straight-edged knife behind his back, and he pressed it against the wound on the guy's left leg, "Then things will be much easier... You've seen how I deal with those guys, and you know I have a personal vendetta with your boss, so…"

He patted the guy's face with his palm,

"Tell me everything you know, and I will let you die happily."

"I don't know... ah!!!"

The sharp blade pierced the wound on his sitting leg, and the terrible pain made this guy feel like he was sitting in an electric chair, his whole body was shaking, and the muscles on his face were trembling extremely, looking extremely terrifying.

"Listen, you bastard that deserves hell."

Sable's voice distorted by the voice changer whispered in his ear, "I don't want to hear the word 'I don't know' again in the next question... You might think death is scary enough, but in my In the country, there are many things more terrible than death..."

He straightened up, turned his head to look at Rachel and Harvey who were still standing there,

"Oh, maybe you also want to see what a real "interrogation" is, right? Very good... Then today I will teach you the art of "execution"...It has a wonderful name, Ling Chi."

Saber said enthusiastically,

"It is said that in ancient times, for those criminals who committed the most heinous crimes and were unwilling to repent, they invented a creative punishment. They used a fishing net to cover the prisoner's body, cut off the flesh and blood in each mesh, and left the bones …A total of 3,600 knives were cut on the prisoner. It was an extreme pain that lasted for three days. It is said that the perfect Ling Chi will only leave a shaved clean bone in the end, but unfortunately, even the strongest The people who only persisted until more than 300 knives then bit their tongues and committed suicide.”

Saibo looked at the terrified guy in front of him, licked his lips under the ghostly face, and showed a creepy smile,

"I hope you can persist for a long time, so that I can experience that... sense of accomplishment."

"Don't...don't, please! Help me...help me, no! no!!! I say! I say!"

Seb covered his mouth and put another finger to it,

"Shh! Don't say it yet... In the first 3 minutes, I won't believe anything that comes out of your mouth... Keep your strength, I hope you can persevere."

"click"

Harvey pointed the gun at Sable's head and whispered, "I can't let you do this!"

"Ha, so can you get news about the clown?"

Saber pulled the straight-edged knife out of the guy's wound without looking back, "Today it's Gordon, tomorrow it might be Rachel, and the day after tomorrow it might be you...Think about Gordon, Knight of Light...Frankly speaking, you guys You forced me to let the clown go that day, do you regret it now?"

No one answered, only the wailing of the guy who was about to be punished. Saibo raised the knife in his hand and asked again,

"Look at him, his eyes have told me that he knows a lot...but you can't get him to say it, how many lives can this information save? You have already let the clown go once, and you plan to let go a second time ?"

His voice became more bewitching,

"Harvey Dent, are you really going to stop me?...Are you really on the side of justice? Is your justice the justice of the villain in front of you, or the justice of Gotham? A child may be killed because of this Losing his father, a wife may lose her husband, an old man may lose his son, one, two, three... How many families will be broken because of your actions?"

"Tell me, Harvey... do you really want to save this city? Is there really any reform in this world that can succeed without bloodshed?"

"Look, I'm doing good deeds...sacrificing a villain in exchange for peace for more people, do you really want to..."

"enough!"

Harvey put the gun down. He took a step back and closed his eyes. "This is for Gordon."

"Of course... it's for Gordon! It was never for you! This is the last thing I can do to that poor old cop!"

There was a sneer at the corner of Saibo's mouth, and the knife in his hand swung down suddenly.

"ah!!"