"The turtles live in the sewers of New York. They're very miserable. The idiots on the surface are afraid of them. They can only live in the dark and only come out at night."
Catherine grabbed Saber's arm and said to her brother with a face full of dependence, "Let's bring them back to Gotham, okay? Let's build a new home for them. "
Saber sat in the back seat of the car and looked speechlessly at the Ninja Turtle Donatello who was driving seriously in the front seat. He couldn't tell the four Ninja Turtles apart, so Catherine taught him a very simple way to tell them apart.
The one sitting in the passenger seat with the blue eye band was Leonardo, the leader of the Ninja Turtles. His weapon was a katana.
The one with the red eye band was Raphael, the general of the Ninja Turtles. His weapon was a waterfork.
The one with the yellow eye band was Michelangelo, the flank of the Ninja Turtles and the joker. His weapon was a katana.
The one driving was Donatello with the purple eye band, the brains of the Ninja Turtles. He also wore a special pair of goggles on his head, making it easy to recognize him. His weapon was a nunchaku.
Donatello skillfully reached out and stepped on the accelerator, speeding up the already fast off-road vehicle. When Leonardo heard Catherine's words, he looked at her speechlessly from the rearview mirror and whispered, "The girl always likes to exaggerate.
"The little girl always likes to exaggerate. In fact, our house in the sewers of New York is very clean. My father is an elder who likes cleanliness. We have a good life in New York. The children around us like to play with Michelangelo. The pizza delivery man has also been used to putting the pizza directly in the locker closest to the sewers. Yes, we are very happy here."
"Turtles do like a humid and quiet environment. If you live on the surface, you won't be used to it."
Saber waved his left hand and rubbed Catherine's head with his right hand. He smiled and said, "But from what Catherine said, you guys seem to have been in New York for a long time and are active in fighting crime. I come here often, but I've never heard of the legend of ninja turtles walking upright in this city."
He took out three bottles of beer from a hidden wine cabinet and tossed two to the ninja turtles.
He asked curiously, "How on earth did you hide?"
"Thank you for the beer!"
Leonardo opened the bottle with his teeth and took a sip of the iced beer. He burped in satisfaction, and a smile appeared on his very human-like turtle face.
"Father trained us in the strictest and most orthodox ninja training since we were young. When we run at full speed, ordinary people can only see shadows. The hooligans and criminals on the streets are no threat to us. We don't even fight with all our strength.
He shrugged, and the turtle shell on his back collided with the car door. "So even though we've been living in Hamlet since we were young, the people there only have legends about dark monsters. They can't be sure of our existence at all. For you humans, there are too many such stories, so no one will specifically look for us."
....
Seiber took a sip of his beer. "A cautious and low-key lifestyle? No wonder … But I'm curious, are you enemies with the Hand? "
"Huh?"
Leonardo was stumped for a moment. He turned to look at Saber, surprise flashing in his brown eyes. "I didn't tell the girl that. How did you guess?"
"If we weren't enemies … when we destroyed Hell's Kitchen, heroes of justice like you would've jumped out. That's actually very good. This proves that we're on the same side. "
He downed the beer in his hand and wiped his mouth. "At the very least, we're on the same side now."
Saber turned his head and looked out the window. The SUV drove into a sewage treatment plant in Manhattan, and then turned into an abandoned warehouse. There was a secret door leading underground, but it definitely wasn't big enough for a car to pass through, so they opened the door and jumped out.
Donatello, who had been silent throughout the journey, turned off the engine. He pulled out the key and tossed it to Seiber. His purple-rimmed eyes were filled with joy. He patted the powerful Dodge off-road vehicle and snorted at Seiber.
"Your car is great, Catherine's brother."
Saber shrugged and threw the keys back. "I think so too. Besides, there aren't many cars that can carry four ninja turtles at once. So, it's yours."
Donatello grabbed the key and was about to speak when he saw Seiber waving his finger at him.
"Consider it Catherine's food expenses for the next few days … I don't have many opportunities to show my kindness, so don't refuse it."
With that, he followed Leonardo into the hallway. Catherine skipped behind Saber and made a face at Donatello.
"Donnie, your chicken fillet is delicious. Thank you for taking care of me these days. Most importantly, you look good when you smile. Smile more!"
Donatello was stunned for a moment, and the little girl rushed into the tunnel. The ninja turtle looked at the car keys in his hand and grinned. Then he rubbed his palms and walked around the rugged big guy. His eyes were full of love, and even the coldness toward Saber dissipated a lot.
After all, Donatello was the coldest of the ninja turtles. So, even if it was a gift, it had to cater to his liking.
The Ninja Turtles chose a very good place as their home in the intricate sewers of New York. It was a convergence of more than a dozen sewers that extended in all directions. They cleaned up this dark place and hung simple electric lights at the top of the tunnel. The various strange collections they usually collected made this place look more like an old-school museum.
There were several TVs, telephones, and two computers. There was also a combat room, a kitchen, a bathroom, and a carefully cultivated small garden. Except for the lack of light and the humidity, there were almost no shortcomings.
As a tour guide, Catherine led the curious Robin and Sergues back and forth in the spacious space, showing off her colorful life in the past two days. Saber followed Leonardo to meet the mysterious "father."
Saber could vaguely feel that this might have something to do with the Hands that he had just destroyed.
"We're here!"
Leonardo, who was leading the way, stopped in front of a sewer pipe with a wooden door. He stepped to the side and opened a path. His brown eyes were full of seriousness and seriousness.
"Father is a quiet and old-fashioned man. So, no matter what he says to you, I hope you won't be angry."
"Oh?"
Saber looked at Leonardo in surprise. He lowered his head and looked at the leader of the ninja turtles, who wasn't very tall. "That doesn't sound like something a leader would say. Leo, I can sense that you're wary of me, and tolerant. Why?"
Leonardo glanced at him.
"For someone who can destroy the Hand overnight, isn't it necessary to be on guard and be patient? Look, I don't look like you, but to be honest, I'm still smarter than most of your compatriots. I know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. "
"But your attitude really breaks my heart …"
Saber made an exaggerated expression and looked at Leonardo playfully. "I treat you as friends. Just because you saved Catherine, you're The Devil Gang's eternal friends."
"That's the problem."
A simple and honest smile appeared on Leonardo's turtle face. "Father had us read a lot of human books. There are no eternal friends in this world, right? Michelangelo and Catherine get along very well. They're already best friends, and Raphael also likes that energetic little girl. But I … I'm a leader, and I have to be responsible for my family. So, I have to think more. "
"So …"
Saber stretched out his hand and patted the turtle shell on Leonardo's shoulder. "You're a wise turtle, Leonardo. Also … there's no eternal friendship between humans, but you're not human. Why do you have to use the crazy words of humans to restrain yourself?"
"You could have lived more freely …"
Bang!
The closed wooden door was pushed open at that moment, and a low voice rang out in the darkness. "Mr. Saber, don't use your dangerous logic to influence my children. Come in. I have something important to discuss with you."
The voice paused for a moment, and then emphasized.
"It's about the Hand, and also about Catherine … Haven't you noticed that your sister is getting weaker?"
Saber's expression changed. He nodded at Leonardo and said solemnly, "Forget about the freedom of speech I just gave you.
"Forget about the nonsense I just said about 'freedom'. That thing is like a ghost. Once it's taken seriously, it will cause the old order to collapse. That's not a good thing … Continue being a hero of justice, Leonardo. If you need anything, go to the rebuilt Hell's Kitchen and find the Devil Gang."
He turned around and walked into the dark tunnel. "As long as Catherine is here, The Devil Gang is your good friend. I'm a man of my word!"
The passageway wasn't big. It was only the size of an ordinary bedroom. Seiber walked into the passageway and saw the guy sitting cross-legged in the darkness. He squinted his eyes and patted his head.
"I knew it … Anything related to Catherine would become strange. For example, she was saved by four talking turtles. How could the father of the four turtles be a normal human … But I still didn't expect the ninja turtles to be raised by a big rat."
Seiber heaved a sigh of relief and rubbed his aching forehead.
"So, you're Master Prince?"
The figure turned around and revealed its true appearance. Just like what Seiber said, it was a giant rat that walked upright. It was a quarter shorter than the turtles which were 1.6 meters tall. It was only about 1.3 meters tall. However, this giant rat that was supposed to make people's hair stand on end didn't have the same disgusting feeling as the other turtles. It was probably because of its intelligent eyes and the rusty red ninja master costume that it was wearing. There was also a decorative short sword hanging on its waist.
Its whole body was covered in gray fur, but there were white whiskers and eyebrows on the corners of its eyes and chin. Its ears were erect, making it look like a serious old man. Well, that wasn't an adjective. This big rat named Prince really did look like an old man.
He looked at Saber without any emotion in his eyes.
"You're as rude as the rumors say! Saber Hawke … But I won't deny the great things you've done. Also, I have to emphasize one thing! "
He tapped the delicate cane in his hands on the ground, emphasizing his tone.
"I'm not a big rat! I was just cursed by Schliedl's Ninjutsu and had to change into this appearance. As for my children, their origin is even more miserable. I don't need to tell you that. Well, let's talk about something more important. "
Prince stretched out his paw and wiped his whiskers. He narrowed his eyes.
"About the shadow realm, the shadow beast that is about to be awakened … And the small piece of your sister's soul that was lost. From your eyes, I can see that you've already discovered this, right?"
Saber nodded. In his eyes, there were no secrets about the soul. Catherine's abdomen was indeed missing a piece, as if it was cut open by a sharp blade. The little girl herself didn't know this. She thought that her weakness was caused by her injury.
Saber took a deep breath. He looked at the big rat in front of him and asked softly.
"Since we're going to talk about some secrets, then let's be frank. Master Prince, who are you? I don't think an old man living in the sewers would know such a secret and have the ability to peek into souls. Tell me your identity, then we'll talk about the next thing. "
This question was a bit out of Prince's expectations. He sat back on his cushion with his legs crossed. He narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment. Finally, he said in a low voice.
"Well, it's not a secret, but you have to promise that without my permission, you can't tell my children about it … I can't lead them into danger."
Prince's snow-white eyebrows twitched. The green jade-like bamboo in his hand tapped on the ground with a special frequency.
"You can call me Lin … the former master ninja of the Japanese Holy Ninja Society, but that's in the past. I'm Prince now. As you said, I'm just a big rat who hides in the dark and doesn't dare show myself … I know that Catherine heard some stories about the Japanese ninjas from the Foot Gang, but that's incomplete. Also, some of the things that have been hidden are the real key."
Prince sighed and looked at Saber.
"My mentor's greatest desire was to eradicate the fallen Hand, and you did it. So, in return, do you want to hear the stories behind me, the Holy Ninja Society, the Foot Gang and the Hand?"
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