Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

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"The flight from Mexico City to Gotham City is about to land, please passengers..."

The sweet voice of the stewardess echoing in the cabin will always make some men dream, but for others, these existences are meaningless.

There are always some people whose world is very emotional. After some necessary things are missing, this world is incomplete and will no longer be attractive.

Catherine leaned on the seat, looking indifferently at the real scenery outside the window, Gotham... She is back again, this city is so nostalgic, because in her life in the past, this is her first place The place where she felt warmth and love for the first time, where her best memories are entrusted.

But on the other hand, this city is so disgusting, because here, she also lost a lot, the closest people in her life, only one of them still exists here, and every time she comes back, she is always Let Catherine almost relive the pain in her heart.

"Little sister, I see you are in pain, do you need help?"

A handsome man in a suit and leather shoes, with the air of a successful person, came over to make up for him naturally after the plane stopped. He has observed Catherine for a long time, and from his professional point of view, the temperament exuded by Catherine is very It clearly shows that this is the heir of a big family.

This kind of inexperienced little girl is the easiest to deceive, after all, he is a professional in this area.

Catherine didn't even look at him, which made the handsome guy who made the stewardess stare bright all the way a little embarrassed, and just when he was about to say the second sentence, 8 people in suits stood up around Catherine's seat at the same time. Sunglasses, a strong man who is not easy to mess with at first glance, and a slightly philistine, rude guy with a thick gold chain who looks like he is in his 30s.

"Take him down and slash his face three times."

Lewis' eyes were very vicious, and he could see what this young boy wanted at a glance. He waved his hand, and the panicked man wanted to leave quickly, but was grabbed by three strong men and forced out of the cabin.

"Catherine, are you in a bad mood?"

Lewis asked in a low voice, "Do you want to go back to the villa to rest?"

"No, Lewis, let's go directly to Dad's and return to New York in the afternoon."

Catherine wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I don't want to go back to that villa, there is no Seb, no daddy, no Kevin, there is nothing there, it's just a house, it's not a home..."

30 minutes later, Gotham Cemetery, at this season, at this time, the cemetery is very quiet, there are not many people here, Catherine stands in front of the tombstone, looking at the erected cross in front of her, and her father's name , there is no epitaph, no biography, nothing, and the simplicity is painful, but judging from the traces in front of the tombstone, people often come to clean it.

"Daddy, I'm back to see you. I'm sorry I haven't been here for 2 years... I'm actually quite afraid of seeing you."

Catherine put a bouquet of flowers in her hand in front of her father's grave. At the age of 14, she was slim and tall, with a height of 165. She was wearing a white sweatshirt, leggings, leather boots, no dress up, no makeup, not even a trace of Extra accessories, long golden hair draped behind her back, the only incongruous thing was the old hammerhead shark bag she was carrying.

Lewis and the others stood far away to ensure that no one would disturb Catherine. As the father, the immediate family members of Seber and Kevin, Catherine is a well-deserved little princess in the increasingly powerful devil gang system, haha Wei's character determined that he could not be contaminated with the power of the devil gang, and a group of old people headed by Lewis fully supported this heir who was getting colder and colder.

The restless ones have been killed by Cyber ​​himself. After the "bloody night" in Gotham, this young gangster was endowed with soul and faith. Now, 3 years later, it has become a The real power group, at least in Mexico, they are well-deserved bosses.

The 800 million US dollars of the Gotham gangsters was money they could never earn in their lifetime three years ago, but now, the devil gang has almost monopolized two-thirds of the arms trade in Mexico, and their income in half a year has exceeded this figure. Now They have become colossal monsters that the Gotham gang can only hope for.

The little princess slid her hand over the tombstone in front of her eyes, she whispered,

"We are rich, Dad, and we have more and more people. Harvey is a very good manager. Although his face is terrible, I know that he is actually a very easy person to get along with."

"Kevin and Sergey are still staying in Central City, and they may not wake up for the rest of their lives."

"Serber hasn't been found yet. Harvey said he won't die. I also believe that he won't die that easily. How could someone like him be killed by a lunatic."

"I'm fine in New York. I also found Selena, the alluring little bitch who came to join us. Guess what she's doing now?"

Catherine seemed to remember something happy, she grinned,

"She gave up the degree she got and started stealing things again. Just like Saibo said, she should be a "Miss Thief" in her life instead of going to school like others. She has the blood of adventure in her bones , By the way, she also made herself a suit of clothes and named herself "Catwoman", which is silly, isn't it?"

"I know she's imitating Cyber ​​and Bruce...but she's too stupid, she'll never be them."

"Poor Gordon finally came out. Now he is the mighty police chief of Gotham. No one dares to challenge him. He also sent Jimmy and Barbara to New York to go to school. I know, he is really serious about this city." The city has no emotion."

"By the way, Bruce and Rachel went on a trip around the world. They have been married for 3 years and have no children. I don't know if they don't want it, or Bruce is a bastard... Hey, I know if I say it, you will definitely say it again. to scold me..."

As Catherine spoke, she couldn't help but shed tears. She bent down and gently hugged the tombstone. Tears hit the tombstone drop by drop.

"Father, I miss you so much..."

"Father, I miss you so much."

The sky also seemed to feel the sadness of a girl. The weather was already cloudy and cloudy, but at this moment it was drizzling. Catherine didn't care about it. With a mutant's physique, she didn't need to worry at all, but the next moment, a shadow blocked her. on top of her head.

Blocking the sad rain from the two of them, Catherine looked up and saw Robin who was also holding a flower and holding an umbrella. Compared with 3 years ago, Robin is now more mature and has a beard. His eyes were originally indifferent, but at this time, there was a rare tenderness, and there was a scar on his face, which was the "gift" he got when he first walked in the dark night of Gotham wearing a battle armor.

There is no Batman in Gotham, but the legend of the Red Devil is still circulating in this city. Whenever there is a resurrection of evil, he will appear and he will crush them.

He put the flower in his hand in front of his father's tombstone, and then put his hand on Catherine's head and rubbed it. This was his favorite way to play with the little girl when they were still there. In these three years, there has been no Nobody strokes her head anymore.

"Little girl, are you finally back?"

"woo woo"

Catherine couldn't bear it anymore, she hugged Robin's waist and started to cry, causing tears to come from the corners of Robin's eyes, he patted Catherine's shoulder lightly,

"Alright, alright, welcome home, little princess of the Christian family."

Lewis looked at this scene, and the uncle couldn't help wiping the corners of his eyes. He looked at Robin and Catherine. Those two people were already the descendants of the Christian family. When Kevin and Seber were there, Everyone back then, Sergey, Steve...

Lewis felt the heat in his eyes. He hurried into the rain, lit a cigarette for himself, and let the tears flow on his face mixed with the rain. The feelings of an old man are like this, gentle and silent, but when they burst out , also unbearable.

On the other side, in New York, which is not too far from Gotham, Marbury Villa, in the basement of this brightly decorated, very modern-style villa, a tired Tony Stark walked into it in his pajamas.

He snapped his fingers, and the dark basement lit up. He snorted,

"Jarvis, help me get Tina or Mia tomorrow morning? Anyway, help me send that woman away tomorrow morning, I'm going to start working!"

"Understood, the coffee is ready, do you need to start working now?"

A flexible metal mechanical arm brought Tony a cup of hot coffee, and he took it in his hand. In the bedroom above his head, on the big bed, a stunner was sleeping after exhaustion. She didn't know it, and she longed to hug her. The wish of New York's most famous playboy thigh was over before it even started.

As a seasoned playboy, Tony knows who to fall in love with and who to just play with, not to mention, he has more important things to do now.

"Well, open the work schedule that was not completed yesterday!"

Tony said casually, the next moment, on the empty design table in front of him, a large piece of dizzying blue lines began to jump rapidly, shining like jumping neon lights, but soon, they were in front of Tony's eyes On the design table, a set of very three-dimensional images was formed, surrounded by indicators of various indexes, the most of which was a set of design drawings of a constantly rotating steel armor.

It can be seen that it has not been completed yet, and in some details, it is very similar to the real set that Saibo showed him 3 years ago, but Tony boldly changed it into the design he wanted, but it did not It's an exaggeration to say that in this era when the military still pays attention to the power of weapons, Cyber's suit of armor has opened a new door for Tony.

"According to the data of the experimental simulation, even the most powerful miniature engine can't provide enough energy for this suit of armor, especially if you strongly request to be able to fly..."

Jarvis, the electronic intelligence that Tony just created, replied with a metallic voice, "If the current popular structure is adopted, and the flight is guaranteed, the final design will be like this!"

Along with its introduction, the model in the air suddenly changed. Behind the original human form armor, there was an extra large flying backpack, which looked quite bloated, and it should be filled with solid dye.

Tony frowned.

"It doesn't work like this, and the safety and flexibility will be reduced. According to Mr. Lucius' design, flexibility is a must. Once it becomes bulky, the meaning of this kind of personal armor will be lost... It seems that energy is a big problem. question."

"Yes, sir, according to my calculations, if we can find an energy supplement similar to a reactor, we can use the method of ion conversion to realize the functions of flight and energy cannon, and because of the danger of nuclear energy, so I can The most suitable energy source I found...is this!"

Jarvis' voice stopped, and a real video appeared in front of Tony's eyes. It was an oversized ring device, and the current in it rolled at a crazy speed, making the device look like an oversized electric light.

"You mean, the Ark Reactor?"

Tony's frown did not weaken. The reactor was designed by his father, Howard Stark, who was brilliant but was assassinated. His unsmiling father said more than once, "Ark reactors are the direction of future energy." , most importantly, he remembered his father saying, "There is some kind of secret hidden in that reactor."

But until the moment Howard and his wife were assassinated, Tony didn't know what the secret was.

"The theoretical energy supply of the Ark Reactor is absolutely sufficient, but the problem lies in the miniaturization."

Tony closed his eyes, "The experiment of replacing nuclear fuel with palladium element has been successful, but to shrink it to the size of a palm... this thing is impossible... at least in the next 10 years, it seems impossible, unless…"

"ding ding ding"

The phone rang, and Tony, who was interrupted from thinking, answered the phone annoyed, and a deep and steady male voice came from the other side,

"Tony, my boy, haven't you rested yet?"

"Stan, you know, I'm used to working at night, what's the matter?"

Tony asked while writing and drawing on the drawings, Stan, that is, Obedia Stan, the current helm of Stark Industries, a close friend of Howard Stark, Tony's uncle, this middle-aged Man said in his own deep voice,

"I'm just asking, the design time of the Jericho missile in the Stark Industries weapons program has been greatly delayed. You should be responsible for this matter, right?"

Hearing this, Tony was bored for a while. He had spent the last 2 years designing this set of armor. He didn't have any thoughts on designing missiles, so he said perfunctorily,

"Stan, I've been a little low on energy lately, and I think we can..."

"Weakened energy? I know that you have had intimate relationships with at least 14 little girls recently."

Probably because he has been a conductor all the year round, Stan’s tone also became serious, and there was even a kind of forced pressure in it, “Tony, I’m not saying that young people shouldn’t play, but you can’t waste your work and your talent because of this. ,your…"

"You say that because you think I can make money for you. I really doubt that if I can't make money, you will kick me away!"

Tony's mood is extremely bad, he is a very egotistical person, and egotistical people hate the pressure of others very much. Tony is not the kind of person who can control his temper, just like a spoiled child, so he exploded out of course up,

"I am the Stark family, the heir to Stark Industries, Stan, you can't use me as your weapon designer, I also need time, I also need my personal space, not in this hell At 2 o'clock in the morning, you urged me to draw the design of TM!"

Stan also seemed frightened by Tony's sudden outburst. He didn't speak for a long time. After a while, Tony's tone calmed down.

"Okay, ok, Uncle Stan, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't talk to you like this, I know you are also thinking about our order, so, give me another 3 days, I will send the complete Jericho missile Data done."

A few seconds later, Stan's voice came over,

"Okay, Tony, it's nothing, your old Uncle Stan is not that weak yet, don't worry, I will help you to procrastinate, go to bed early, good night."

Obedia Stan on the other side put down his phone. He calmed down for a few seconds, then slammed the phone in his hand on the ground and stomped on it a few times. The eyes of this bald middle-aged man gleamed with anger, It was ferocious, like an old lion whose status was threatened.

And how did the old lion treat those little lions who threatened him?