Gotham Port was huge, but just like the city itself, it was in a state of decline that made one sigh.
According to his father, Gotham had once prospered because of this pier, but now, the city no longer needed it. It was like an old man past his prime, struggling to stay afloat with all the glory that he could muster.
Frankly speaking, the harbor was not the worst part of Gotham. In the middle of Gotham's left and right side, there was an island in the city. It was connected to the city by a bridge, and it was once the lower part of Gotham. After the city was built, the poorest people lived there, and after entering modern society, it was as if the entire city had forgotten about it.
They called it Narrows Island. In fact, the island in the city had another name, Ridnairo Island or Helplessness Island. However, because it was shaped like a narrow island, Narrows Island was more suitable.
Narrows Island was now a real slum in Gotham, and only the poorest and craziest people lived there. There were also many dangerous people from Gotham hiding there. Narrows Island had no bright side, and its dark side was controlled by Falconi. The entire Narrows Island was working for him.
Furthermore, no one from the upper class would turn their attention to Narrows Island. It was a living hell of poverty, and Catherine came from there.
Saber did not know about all this. It was only his third day in the city, and his understanding of Gotham was still too shallow.
Now, he was like a dead dog, lying in the depths of the harbor, in a secluded alley. After killing four killers, he had lost all strength to fight back and fell to the ground, allowing death to slowly take over his body. The girl who was holding an M9 in both hands, standing among the corpses in a panic, was his only hope.
"Go … Go to the Old Gun Bar … Find Christian … Ask him to come … to save me … Bring food … A lot of … A lot of food!"
Saber said to Catherine with difficulty. The hunger and pain in his body were surging, and even speaking became a luxury. Catherine did not seem to understand what he said. This girl had lived in the lowest level of Gotham for more than a year, and corpses no longer caused her fear, but she still did not want to stay here for too long.
Saber's request was too difficult for her. She might not know that the four dead people were from Jamie's gang, but Saber was able to kill four armed adults. To the sensitive and precocious Catherine, he was definitely a dangerous person.
The experience on the narrow island told Catherine that it was best for her to stay away from these dangerous people.
Catherine looked at Saber, and Saber also looked at her. The young man saw a flash of hesitation in the girl's eyes, followed by a trace of coldness. His heart sank. Catherine thought for a few seconds and shook her head at Saber.
"I'm sorry … Sir …"
She turned and ran, but the next moment, the voice behind her became louder.
"He often beats you, right?"
Saber used the last of his strength to shout, "He forces you to steal things, and if you don't steal enough money, he won't give you food. He also threatens you, if you dare to run, he will beat you to death … In the end, he will beat you because he is happy, he will beat you because he is sad, he will beat you because he is angry, he will beat you because he is happy, he will beat you because he is sad, he will beat you because he is angry, and he will torture you for some other reason … right?"
Catherine stopped running. Her skinny legs, which were covered in wounds and stains, stopped because Saber was telling the truth.
This stop made Saber see hope again. He stopped talking, but he no longer had the strength to speak loudly. He hurriedly took two breaths.
"You want to kill him, but you are afraid, and you don't have the ability to kill him. You are afraid of revenge, right?"
Hearing this word, hearing this naked voice, Catherine was a little afraid, but she turned her head. When she saw Saber's bloodshot eyes, she saw a trace of sincerity in those eyes, so she nodded. This action almost exhausted all the little girl's strength.
In the next moment, Saber's hoarse voice sounded again, filled with that special feeling of power.
"You saw it … I killed them … I am not afraid of them, you help me … I will help you!"
Catherine didn't know how to answer, but after Saber said what she wanted the most, she instinctively wanted to verify it. She moved closer to Saber and looked at that person's rapid breathing. She felt that this person was about to die, but … in the end, she decided to help him!
Even if it was just for an illusory promise, what could a 10-year-old girl, who was still growing up, do in the face of all this? She could only choose to believe in him, because in the past year of wandering, Saber was the first person to make a promise to her.
"I … how can I help you?"
The little girl turned her head with difficulty with a trace of fear, and saw Saber's eyes closed because of exhaustion. He whispered,
"Go into their pockets … find money, buy food … any food, buy it back, don't forget the promise … I will help you, as long as you help me … I will help you kill anyone!"
Catherine took a step back. Her thin face, big eyes, and the stains on her face made her look like a pitiful kitten. Her eyes shone with a trace of residual fear, and it was not an act. For a man who could kill four armed killers, a little girl like her was almost defenseless.
However, after hesitating for 20 seconds, Catherine quickly took action. She tossed the M9 aside. The hope that she had never had in her dark and gloomy life made her forget her original mission at this moment.
It wasn't until she walked out of the alley with more than 200 dollars in her hand that a thought popped into her mind. She had money now. This money was enough for her to pay the daily quota of Jamie's gang. It was enough for her to last for three days. Should she abandon the dying man and return to the narrow island …?
Catherine could not help but look back. Behind her was the winding alley. If she left now, no one would know. Other than her and God, no one would know about her promise with Saber. After Saber died, she would not have to worry about anyone finding out … But a promise, Saber's promise.
That man could kill four people, he could definitely kill that fatty Jon who had been abusing her. As for what she would do after Jon's death, Catherine did not think about it. She habitually hugged her arms and touched her skin. There were all kinds of scars … There were scratches from sharp weapons, bruises from beatings, and burns from cigarette butts. It seemed to have happened recently.
The pain of the burns surfaced in Catherine's mind. She cried and begged Jon to let her go, but he did not! He even wanted to violate her. If he had not been stopped by others, it would have been …
Hatred … The light of hatred appeared in Catherine's eyes. A child who had experienced happiness would not be able to accept darkness. Jon had brought her darkness, and darkness bred hatred. The power of hatred was great. It could change many things. Catherine changed her direction slightly. There was a hot dog stand there.
After Catherine left, Saber lay alone on the ground, feeling the pain and hunger in his bones. He did not know if the girl would keep her promise, but he could only place his hopes on Catherine. He did not even dare to let Catherine look for Pops. That might attract Jamie's attention. In his current state, if he was discovered … he would be dead.
And the girl might not know the location of the Old Gun Bar.
This feeling of waiting for death made Saber abnormally disgusted, but he had no choice. He was unwilling to accept it, but he had no choice! After arriving in the new world, he thought he could escape his past fate. But after only three days, he faced the same terrible ending.
"If that power really exists …"
Seiber opened his eyes and looked at the sky above the narrow alley. It was a blue sky. "If you're the one who brought me to this world … then show me your power again … You're using this method to tell me how cruel this world is … I accept it! I don't know what you want me to do … but at least … at least let me live! "
Ten minutes later, Saber felt that he had reached his limit. It was also at this moment that he heard footsteps. They sounded panicked, like running footsteps. When he saw the figure of the girl carrying a big bag and half a hot dog in her mouth, Saber let out the deepest laugh, like an owl in the dark.
"Haha … Ha … Hahaha … I survived …"
Catherine put the 20 hot dogs in her hand beside Saber. She took one out, tore open the package, and stuffed it into Saber's mouth. It was not very gentle, but Saber thanked her from the bottom of his heart.
At this moment, this little beggar girl with a pair of big eyes and messy hair was wearing a dirty dress. She was like an angel with a warm holy light radiating from her body. She brought him the hope of life.
Biting and swallowing, in the blink of an eye, five large hot dogs were stuffed into Saber's mouth. The feeling of hot food entering his stomach made the heat flow in his body rush out again like a wolf that smelled blood. It burned and ignited, the food was quickly digested, and the energy began to flow in his body.
His arms regained some strength, and he smiled at Catherine with difficulty. That smile, which was still stained with blood, made the little girl, who was about to enjoy her lunch with the second hot dog, take a step back.
"Don't be afraid, child. I won't hurt you. From today onwards, you are my … uh, my little angel."
Saber sat up with difficulty. Surrounded by four corpses, he and the silent Catherine finished the big bag of food. At the moment when the last bit of sausage entered his mouth, Saber was still hungry, but he had regained some strength to move.
The wound on his abdomen had begun to heal, and the wound on his thigh had begun to scab.
He rubbed his empty stomach and tilted his head to look at Catherine. The latter also looked up at him. He reached out and touched Catherine's head. He could feel the girl's body trembling.
He could feel this emotion. It was like a scene in his chaotic memory. On a snowy day, he was also squatting in a corner like this. Then, fate brought him to that place and he entered the life of a "weapon". He actually didn't hate that kind of life. If it weren't for the man who touched his head and asked if he was willing to go with him, he might have starved to death after that snowfall.
This strong sense of déjà vu took control of Saber. He looked at the little girl who was like a helpless kitten and tried to speak in a gentle voice.
"Thank you … You saved me. Wait for me to recover, no … wait for me to change my clothes, then … then I will bring you to fulfill my promise!"
He reached out his hand to her. Catherine, who was full, looked at the hand in front of her eyes. It was slender and clean, and the nails were neatly trimmed. It did not look like a man's hand, but at that moment, the hand was covered in dried blood. Catherine was a little dazed. How long has it been since someone spoke to her like this?
After her parents separated, she wandered around Gotham, was sent to an orphanage, and was abused. She escaped from the orphanage one rainy night and was' adopted 'by Fatty Chao En. Until now, in the past one year, no one had treated her like that. It was not warm, but at the very least, it was an equal and friendly attitude.
Catherine was very wary of this strange man in front of her. This vigilance was the biggest guarantee that she had lived alone for a year. But at this moment, facing Saber, who was not handsome and did not have much friendliness, in this empty alley with only four corpses, Catherine really wanted to hold that hand.
She reached out her hand and looked at it. It was dirty, cracked, wounded, and the tears she had just shed made the hand look terrible. She was suddenly ashamed and wanted to retract her hand, but Saber's hand reached forward and held it in his palm.
Very warm. This was Catherine's first impression. Saber's eyes narrowed like a smiling old cat. He hated thieves, he hated robbers, and he hated anyone who made him angry. He would beat them, scare them, and even kill them.
But to this kitten-like girl who had just saved him, he was unusually tolerant.
He pulled Catherine out of the alley. At first, she was a little resistant, but soon, she followed his footsteps. Saber looked down at her and said in a low voice,
"My name is Saber, Saber Hawk. What about you?"
Seiber walked to the black man's body and skillfully removed the black windbreaker. He was covered in blood, and if he walked out like this, he would definitely attract the attention of the police. He had to go back to the bar to change his clothes. He put on the relatively clean windbreaker, and the girl replied softly with a dry and hoarse voice.
"Catherine … My name is Catherine."
The next moment, Saber squatted in front of her and reached out his hands to rub her face. She looked at Saber in surprise, who squinted his eyes and smiled. The latter scratched her nose. This sudden intimacy made Catherine take a step back. It seemed that she was going to turn around and run away. But then, Saber propped himself up and patted her head.
"Let's go home and change!"
Seiber took a deep breath and took out the last crumpled cigarette from the cigarette box that was crushed beyond recognition during the fierce battle. He put it in his mouth and looked around while the smoke filled the air. Then, he coughed with difficulty.
"Do you know how to get to the Old Gun Bar?"
"Is … is it the bar in the dock area? I know. "
"Well, then take me there, Catherine. I … Well, I'm not familiar with this place."
Saber wiped the blood on his face and grinned at her.
"We'll take revenge for you! But before that, we have to go back and have a big meal! "
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