What did it feel like to fall into the water? Especially when your hands and feet were tied up.
Kevin could tell you that this was definitely not a pleasant experience. In a situation where he couldn't move his body, the moment he fell headfirst into the water, when the cold water splashed, he felt as if his head was mounted on a thin layer of wood.
He tried his best to hold his breath, but when the water splashed, he realized that it was impossible because he could not block his nostrils. The water seeped into his nostrils and flowed into his windpipe. It was a challenge to his instincts.
Perhaps there were people in this world who could learn to break through their instincts, but Kevin was not one of them. He was just a 24-year-old young man. Thanks to his father who passed away seven years ago, he had an extra layer of darkness to him. He had also received his father's training, but that was not enough for him to maintain his composure in a situation like this.
When he fell into the water, he vaguely saw a corpse tied to a rock at the bottom of the water. It was Thompson. The sight sent chills down the young man's spine.
Panic would always arise inadvertently, and it would never be eradicated. But when Kevin faced the pain of drowning, he habitually struggled. He gripped the hilt of the knife in his hand tightly.
It was something he learned from his father. "The more dangerous it is, the more I must not let go of the weapon in my hand."
The cold blade gave him the last shred of confidence in this hopeless situation. He struggled to slide the knife that belonged to Thompson into the rope around his wrist. He held it upright and struggled to cut the rope. The saw on the other side of the knife cut into his skin. The pain of bleeding made him want to open his mouth and scream, but he could not!
Under such circumstances, opening his mouth was tantamount to committing suicide. He could only grit his teeth and endure the pain of tearing his skin. When he felt that the last bit of air in his lungs was being squeezed out, and when he felt that his chest was extremely heavy, the rope was finally cut.
A glimmer of hope for survival exploded in Kevin's eyes. He frantically swung his hands, and the rope became looser and looser. Finally, his hands were free. He moved his wrists and cut off the rope that was holding the stone. Then, he frantically swam towards the sky. Looking up from the dark bottom of the water, he could only see a pale white light.
It was the light of escape, the light of hope.
Splat!
The water splashed, and Kevin slapped the surface of the water, panting heavily. He raised his head and looked above him. The guy in the monkey mask was leaning on the railing with both hands, and there were still flickering fireworks in his mouth. He waved at him as if they were old friends who had not seen each other for a long time, but it was this bastard who had pushed him down.
What the hell! This crazy bastard! Why is he still here?!
"Do you know? In that kind of situation, only those who are not defeated by the fear in their hearts can survive. When people drown, most people die from uncontrollable panic. In fact, as long as they calm down a little, the chances of survival are actually very high. Although your performance is terrible, there is no doubt that you are an outstanding young man. "
Saber looked at Kevin, who was drenched from head to toe. He had already taken off the monkey mask on his face and was looking at him with his real face. However, when Kevin looked at this bastard who was speaking with assurance and at Ed who was lying at his feet, an uncontrollable anger exploded in Kevin's heart. He howled and rushed towards Saber while waving the dagger in his hand.
He was taller than Saber, but when he saw the exhausted young man rushing over, Saber curled his lips and shook his head. He did not move at all. When the dagger was about to touch his body, he tilted his body slightly. At the same time, he dodged the weapon and punched Kevin's abdomen.
The young man's eyes widened at this moment. Then, his legs went soft. The anger was completely extinguished by the pain rising from his body. He hugged his stomach and knelt on the ground.
"There is a fine line between recklessness and courage. Kevin, it seems that your father did not teach you this."
Saber squatted down and took out a cigarette from the cigarette box. He stuffed it into Kevin's mouth and lit it for him. He said patiently, "You see, the grudge between us is over. You wanted to kill me, so I gave you the punishment. Now, let's talk about what you are going to do next."
"What?"
Kevin hugged his stomach and collapsed on the ground. He looked at Saber. The pain from earlier was still spreading in his body. He once again saw another side of this guy. Violent … very violent.
"What I mean is, you leaked the secret, didn't you? You said that they will punish you. What are you and your brother going to do? Run away? Stretch out your neck to be killed? Or do you want to find a way to survive? "
The young man subconsciously breathed in. As a result, he inhaled a mouthful of smoke. He choked and kept coughing. He took the cigarette out of his mouth and threw it far away. However, he had to admit that Saber was right. The biggest problem in front of him and Ed now was how to escape the pursuit of the Alliance of Shadow Warriors.
They were just small fry. The higher-ups could deal with them with a flick of their fingers. However, small fry also wanted to live.
"This has nothing to do with you! Damn it, can we go now? "
Kevin did not want to have any more contact with Saber. Even now, he did not think that Saber would let them go. Therefore, he held the short knife tightly. However, he regretfully found that this thing did not seem to be able to protect him.
In the face of the young man's anger, Saber made a regretful expression. He stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his pants, and shook his hand.
"Alright, you guys can leave. However, I actually have a small suggestion for the problem just now. If you feel that there is no way out, why don't you come to me? You see, we are facing the same predicament. We have to help each other, understand? You know where I live, don't you? "
After Saber said that they could leave, Kevin looked at him doubtfully. After seeing that Saber had no intention of making a move, he gritted his teeth and walked over to cut the rope on Ed's body. Then, he carried his brothers and left the place step by step. When Kevin walked out of the 20th floor, he looked back and saw that Saber was still standing there. He had no intention of killing them at all.
"Isn't he afraid that I will go back and tell on him?"
Everything that had happened tonight had made the young man's mind a little confused. He simply stopped thinking about these things. Since the other party did not intend to kill them, this was the best outcome, wasn't it?
As for the trouble of the Shadow Dancer … he would wait for Ed to recover first. Thinking of this, Kevin also felt a wave of despair. He was too weak. He was so weak that he could not even protect himself. He was even a little envious of Saber. If he could easily kill one of the three people and capture the other two, even if he was surrounded by three people, he would have a little more confidence even if he faced those killers.
Ten minutes later, the panting Kevin put Ed, who could not even speak, on the side of the road. He sat there and planned to rest for a while. However, in the middle of the night, the roar of a car came from behind them. Soon, two bright lights shone on the young man, causing him to raise his hands and block his eyes. Then, with a click, an old but well-maintained pickup stopped in front of him. The window rolled down, and Saber, who was wearing sunglasses, waved at him.
"Get in, brother. This place is very far from the narrow island. You look like you need a ride."
"What the f * ck do you want?"
Kevin was a little crazy. When he thought that he and Ed would be killed, the bastard in front of him let them go. However, when he thought that he could completely get rid of him, this guy appeared in front of him as if he was very familiar with him. It was like a nightmare that he could not get rid of.
"Didn't you say that the enmity between us has been settled? Do you want to kill us? "
"Damn it, the people in this city are really unfriendly!"
Saber cursed. He knocked on the car door and said in a heavier tone, "Yes, the previous matter is over, but now I need you to do me a favor. I don't know where the mental hospital is. You won't refuse me, right?"
Kevin was stunned. A sense of absurdity emerged in his heart. He could not help but ask.
"Why should I help you?! Why should I help you? You almost killed me just now! "
Hearing this question, Saber raised his eyebrows.
"Hmm, that's a good question, but I think it will convince you."
He placed his left hand on the car window, holding a shiny silver pistol. After seeing that thing, Kevin's anger was suppressed. He became dejected. He was ten thousand times unwilling to deal with Saber, but in the end, he carried Ed and sat in the old pickup truck. Under the darkness, the well-maintained car roared and drove all the way to the narrow island.
At the same time, above the filthy streets of the narrow island, a black shadow moved back and forth between the rooftops silently. The agile movements were like a beast hunting in the dark, accurate, fast, and without a trace of pause.
It was a guy dressed like a black bat. He jumped down from the edge of the rooftop. The black cloak behind him spread out silently and helped him glide to his destination. It was an inconspicuous house, but according to the information he received from the recently unlucky Sheriff Flas, this was one of Falconi's strongholds on the narrow island.
Not only Saber, but "Batman" was also interested in the raw materials Falconi transported to the narrow island many times. After interrupting the deal at the pier and sending Falconi to prison, he came out several times in the past few nights and beat up more than ten dangerous guys half to death. He tied them up and threw them at the back door of the Gotham police station.
Batman's past experience made him hate crime. These criminals should be punished, but he wouldn't kill them, because he didn't want to be as evil as those criminals. That was the bottom line that he held fast to in his heart!
In the past seven years that he had been missing, he had lived almost entirely among criminals. Would he sympathize with them?
Yes, he would. When he first stole so that he would not starve to death, Batman felt that he had lost the ability to judge right and wrong. When he was wandering in the Far East, he experienced more than once the fear of making a choice between sin and death.
He would steal because he was hungry. He would join hands with other thieves to steal from warehouses, all for the sake of food for the next day and the thrill of committing a crime. He spent six years to fully understand the bizarre world of criminals. He even forgot his original intention during that terrible period of time. He was only one step away from losing himself in the end!
But there was a force that supported him and prevented him from becoming one of them! His parents, who had died in front of his eyes, represented the fear of the past. In the last year of hard training, he used his firm will and powerful strength to arm himself with skillful martial arts techniques. After killing Han Alagur, the leader of the Shadow Warriors, he was finally reborn from the ashes of his fear!
"I can't be them. I won't be them!"
Batman muttered to himself as he stood on the roof of the narrow island that was like hell. He looked down at the people who were forced to do unjust jobs for a living. They were the lowest rung of Gotham. They lived in the slums, and there were many things that they could not choose. He would sympathize with them, but when they crossed the bottom line in his heart, he would punish them mercilessly.
He used fear and violence to make himself into something more terrible than a criminal. A symbol, just like the person who had appeared in front of him, his best teacher in the League of Shadow Warriors, had said.
"On the surface, those who maintain order are hypocrites who easily lose their will to fight for their own satisfaction. In fact, they may even fall into the trap of being unjust in the end. However, if you are able to surpass yourself and dedicate yourself to a certain belief, if no one can stop you, you will transform into … something eternal! Become a symbol, and surpass this symbol! "
Batman moved his hands. He was afraid of the power surging in his body, but when he found a way to vent the anger in his heart, a path that he had chosen himself, he found a benchmark that would not allow him to lose himself between revenge and power. A line of defense that blocked everything!
The figure that was almost one with the darkness opened his arms and fell down, like a cross falling from the edge. The moment he fell into the air, he opened his eyes, and a determined light flashed in his eyes.
He could not become them! He had lost too much, so he could not lose anymore. He could not lose himself!
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