Rachel had encountered many dangerous situations in her young life.
Especially a year ago, when the Falconi Mafia's influence covered the entire city, as a responsible assistant prosecutor, she had encountered all kinds of threats.
On the way home from work, if it wasn't for the protection of the taser, she would have been injured. After meeting Saber, she had one more self-defense item, a sheathed dagger. Very quickly, Rachel realized that this item was indeed more reassuring than the taser. Especially after she was robbed and used the dagger to protect herself, she even went to learn dagger self-defense skills.
But now, it seemed that Miss Rachel's skills with sharp weapons were not good enough.
"Why are you here?"
Rachel looked at Saber who was leaning on the driver's seat. Her eyes were filled with doubt and anger. "You severely injured Bruce, almost killed Harvey, forced Robin to leave, and humiliated the police … You're too bold, Saber!"
"Yeah."
Saber opened the window and casually took out a cigarette. He snorted and said nonchalantly, "I've also killed more than 200 thugs, I'm the number one murderer in the history of Gotham. My wanted posters are posted all over the streets, but Rachel, don't forget, they were the ones who provoked me first … You didn't have to be so afraid. Look out the window."
Saber pointed at the scene outside the window. "Look at the worry and fear on the faces of the police … If I had killed him that night, you would be able to rest easy, but how should I put it?"
He rubbed his forehead and blew out a smoke ring.
"Look, this is the path you chose, the seeds you planted, you have to suffer the consequences. Law and justice? Hmph, you're so childish that it's cute. "
"Then what can we do? Kill them all like you? "
Rachel looked at everyone outside the window. She smiled bitterly as she looked at the scene, which was as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Saber, not everyone is as strong as you, to be able to deal with all threats. For the citizens, maintaining order is the only way to maintain their lives. Do you know why Bruce never killed anyone?"
She leaned on the seat and turned to look at Saber.
"Do you really think he's just maintaining his bottom line? No … He's trying to save the city's broken order. He wants to let the gangs and the citizens know that there's a Black Bat on their side, so that when they're bullied, they'll have the courage to fight back, and when the bad guys commit crimes, they'll have some restraint. "
"He fights violence with violence, but he'll use his actions to tell the citizens that he believes in the power of law and order. How much has he improved the city's order in the past year?"
Rachel was a little emotional. She grabbed Saber's arm.
"I don't deny that you killed so many gangsters and made this city a lot cleaner. But have you ever thought that when some people start to imitate you and start to put their own moral code above the law and justice of everyone else, will there still be real peace in this city?" "That's right. That's right.
"You think we betrayed you? No … we didn't! "
Rachel looked at him and whispered.
"Joker's death is a small problem. The real problem is who killed him. Is Gordon really a person who's eager to take credit? Does Harvey really not know the threat of letting Joker go? Am I really just disgusted by your killing? "
"Saber! Open your eyes and look at us! Are we such ugly people in your heart? "
Saber tilted his head and looked at Rachel. After a while, he reached out and gently stroked Rachel's face. Finally, he used his fingers to lift her chin and whispered in her ear.
"Rachel, Rachel … Why don't you understand that what this city has become … has nothing to do with me."
"My way of life is very simple. I only care about the thoughts of those I care about, my family and friends. Why should I care about the life and death of others? Even if Joker turns the city upside down, as long as he doesn't interfere with me, I won't care. You see, I've said it a long time ago. Between me and him, it's a personal conflict."
Rachel could feel his hot breath on her ear, and her face flushed red. Seiber quickly let go of her, and said firmly, "Don't worry, I'm not going to let you go.
"Stay here obediently. The Clown will definitely come today. If I have to give you a reason, then I'll say that I'm here to watch the show. I want to see how the Clown will turn this laughable city into a mess."
Rachel gave up. Saber's self-imposed logic was almost unbreakable. She couldn't understand Saber's thoughts at all. She finally struggled.
"But you can obviously do more. You can obviously use a gentler way to do more good things and save more people …"
"Hey, girl!"
Saber stretched out a finger and waved it in front of her eyes.
"Your logic is a little wrong. Tell me, why should I save them? Just because they're pitiful? But there are so many pitiful people in this world. I can't help them one by one, right? "
"People … have to learn how to save themselves. I only save those who can save themselves. I'll never save useless people."
Saber snorted. "My time is very valuable."
Rachel still wanted to say something, but Saber put his finger to his lips.
"Shhh, don't say anything. The show is about to start."
Outside the window, Mayor Nestor had reached the end of his speech. As expected of a politician, even Seiber knew that Laubert and Nestor weren't close. But in Nestor's speech, it was as if they were good friends who could talk about anything. Coupled with the mayor's mournful gaze that looked like he was about to cry at any moment, it all seemed so real.
"Laubert's life was worthy of recognition. I still remember when I asked him if he was willing to continue as the deputy director after I was elected mayor. He said yes, but only if I didn't bring my politics into his office. Many of the policies he made during his time as the director weren't well received. Complaints and reports flooded my office."
The mayor paused.
"But I've never stopped supporting Laubert. I know that he was worthy of my trust. I also believe that his death doesn't mean that we're giving in to evil. Gotham will never bow down to evil!"
The mayor took a step back. Because it was a memorial service, no one applauded. According to American customs, after someone of Lauber's status died in the line of duty, a gun salute was required. Six police officers with ancient bolt-action rifles lined up in a row. Under the flag bearer's command, they raised their rifles in unison.
"Attention! Raise your guns! Aim! Fire! "
Bang!
The whole process was solemn and ritualistic. Even the people around them couldn't help but fall silent. Some drew a cross in front of their chests, while others murmured their blessings. Time seemed to have stopped at that moment. No matter what Laubert was like when he was alive, he died under Joker's attack. He persevered in his post until the very last moment.
He deserved this honor.
"Attention! Raise your guns! Aim! "
The flag bearer shouted a second time. Saber's eyes narrowed. With his Superior Sight, he saw the third police officer in the row. There was a scar at the corner of his mouth.
A smile appeared on Seber's face as he placed his left hand on the steering wheel.
"It's starting."
"What?"
Rachel looked at him doubtfully, not knowing why he would say something like that. But in the next moment, the six guns that were supposed to be aimed at the sky all turned 90 degrees and aimed at the sorrowful Mayor Nestor.
Gordon's eyes widened. Without thinking, he pushed the mayor away.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three streaks of blood blossomed from Gaden's back as he collapsed onto the ground. The entire plaza fell silent as everyone stared blankly at the scene before them. The entire plaza was like a volcano that had been suppressed for less than an instant, before erupting with a loud bang!
"Ah!"
The first person to scream was a woman with a child in her arms. She saw Chief Gordon lying on the ground and blood splattering everywhere. She screamed subconsciously. Her scream was like an order, or like a valve being opened. The whole scene instantly turned chaotic.
Gunshots rang out everywhere, and all the policemen subconsciously bent down, but there were still a few guys who were hit, and those who were shooting dropped the guns in their hands and instantly rushed into the group of panicked policemen. They were wearing the same clothes, and it was impossible to tell them apart in an instant.
One of the unlucky ones was shot in the leg by a police officer. He was swarmed by more than ten angry police officers and pinned to the ground. The others took advantage of the chaos to escape.
"Gordon is dead?"
Rachel, who was sitting here, witnessed everything. She muttered to herself and subconsciously unfastened her seat belt. Saber raised his fist at this moment and slammed it on the steering wheel. If he didn't wear sunglasses, his eyes would be bloodshot. He also saw the scene of Gordon being shot and falling to the ground.
It was hard to explain the complicated relationship between him and Gordon, but at the very beginning, during the most difficult period, Gordon had helped him. It was Seiber's principle to repay a debt of gratitude and to repay a debt of gratitude.
"Sit tight!"
The next moment, the black Dodge SUV started up at a speed of more than 70 miles per hour. It seemed to be able to feel the driver's anger. At this time, it was like a crazy beast. It rushed into the chaotic scene, brushing against the edge of the sidewalk. A panicked man was hit head-on. His eyes shone with fear. He saw the thick wheels go all the way up his left leg. The sound of bones breaking was covered by the roar of the engine.
Saber turned the steering wheel. The car seemed to turn in a circle on the spot, dragging a trail of blood on the ground and rushing in another direction.
In the midst of Rachel's screams, Saber saw Gordon being sent to the ambulance from the rearview mirror. Under the sunglasses, he revealed a ferocious smile.
"First one!"
"Hahaha, I like this feeling …"
Three guys in police uniforms took advantage of the chaos and ran into the alley. They high-fived each other in high spirits and waved their fists beside the car that had been prepared for them. They screamed like people who had won a five million dollar lottery.
"Boss's plan is really good!"
"At first I thought he was crazy … Great, I almost hit that bullsh * t mayor, hahaha!"
"Gordon is dead. That guy sent me to prison three times! He should have died long ago! "
The three people took off their police uniforms and threw them aside. Just as they were about to get into the car, they heard a roar behind them. They turned around and saw a black SUV madly rushing into the alley. From their angle, they could see a man in a baseball cap and big sunglasses in the driver's seat, and a woman in the passenger seat with a panicked face.
What kind of combination is this?
The three people were dumbfounded. But the next moment, not only did the car not slow down, but it made an even more terrifying roar. They felt as if a mountain had crashed into them. The three people's bodies flew out as if they had no bones. They smashed into the wall not far away. The dirty, spray-painted wall instantly exploded with blood.
"Screech!"
The tires rubbed against the ground crazily, and finally stopped less than two meters away from the wall.
"You're crazy! Saber Hawk! Are you crazy?! "
Rachel gasped for air, her hair disheveled. After a few seconds, she came back to her senses and slapped Saber's arms and shoulders crazily.
"You son of a bitch!"
Saber turned to look at her.
"Four, two more!"
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