"Walter, take Betty to Coulson's place first."
Seiber got out of the car at the lower city of the Central City and gestured to Walter with his mouth. The little girl snorted and flipped from the backseat to the driver's seat. Seiber then looked at the timid Betty. This woman could not control her power well. Everything she touched would explode like a bomb. It was extremely powerful.
According to Saber's estimation, when Betty lost control, she could even detonate human bodies and heavy steel. No wonder those bastards from the Department of Defense used her as a test subject. Such an ability was practically invincible on the armed battlefield.
"What about you? Where are you going? "
Walter opened the door and shouted to Saber who was walking into the alley. "Do you need someone to pick you up?"
Saber waved his hand with his back facing them.
"No need. I'll go back myself! You don't have to wait for me for dinner. Walter, protect Betty. "
After giving the order, Saber walked into the dark alley. When winter was approaching, the day was always very short. It was already evening when he came out of the S.T.A.R lab. There was even a faint trace of starlight on the horizon.
The entire city had quieted down from the bustle of the day. It was time for dinner, and Seber could even smell the scent of food as he walked through the quiet alleyway.
Of course, he did not come to this corner of the city to eat or enjoy the scenery. He came here for something more important. In fact, even with Saber's current willpower and mentality, when he approached the slums of his destination, he still felt a little nervous.
Kevin was right in front of him. He had found something useful from the red-eyed man's memory. Even if the knowledge was just a flash, he would not forget that face.
"Since when … have I treated you as a brother?"
Saber muttered to himself. "Wasn't I just a useful follower at the beginning?"
He was talking about his relationship with Kevin. As a person who had disappeared from his life for almost five years, Saber's impression of him was still the same as when he first came to Gotham. He was a young man who trembled under his water torture, and the crazy man who drove his car into a burning battlefield despite being seriously injured.
In the year after that, Kevin appeared as his follower. At that time, there was nothing special about it. However, after he built The Devil Gang from scratch, Kevin appeared as his representative in The Devil Gang. Later, his father accepted this slightly hazy young man, and then others, one after another.
In the end, even Catherine, who was just a mischievous little girl at that time, accepted him. Kevin then became a member of this family of lonely people. He also enjoyed that kind of attention and position in the family, until a difficult crisis came.
"Family?"
Saber stepped out of the alley and looked at the terrible slums before him. He shook his head. "Since when did I have so many ties?"
It sounded like he was questioning himself, but in the end, he did not say that he wanted to cut off all ties. Even though Catherine was always causing trouble, even though the little devils were always looking for trouble, even though The Devil Gang had to face more and more opponents, even though the pressure on him was getting heavier and heavier, Saber never thought of giving up.
He turned around and looked at the clear night sky of the Central City. In the end, he tightened his clothes and walked into the smelly slums.
Some people thought that power was everything, some thought that being born as a human being meant having power, some liked to think from the bottom half of their body, some wanted to pursue freedom, and even more people worshipped virtual fantasies. There were all kinds of people in this world, and naturally, there were those who put their family first.
Perhaps it wasn't just his family … Those who would naturally follow behind him, even if he had to rush to the ends of the earth, even if he had to go against the entire world, those people … were the source of his strength that had supported him to this point.
Every leader was not born. If you were not willing to sacrifice your blood for the people behind you, why would they follow you and give their loyalty to you?
Click.
Saber identified the surroundings and confirmed that the place with the flowing sewage was the scene in the red-eyed man's memory. He reached out and pushed open the terrible wooden door. The interior of the house was terrible. He did not go in, only glancing around. The darkness could not stop his vision, and the details of the room fell into his eyes.
It was obvious that the house was empty, but judging from the food scraps on the ground, there was someone living here not long ago.
Seber pursed his lips and looked around. On the street not far away, a group of filthy children were gathered together. They were curiously sizing him up. Seber's attire was obviously not from the slums. A person like him would not appear in the slums. Looking at these children, Seber's lips curled into a smile.
He squatted down, ignoring the dirty water and stains on the ground. He waved his left hand with a black glove, and a big bag of military rations appeared in his hand. He waved his hand at the children and shook the food in his hand. However, to his surprise, the children did not immediately surround him. Instead, they took a step back vigilantly. It was not until more than ten seconds later that an older child who seemed to be the leader walked over, surrounded by the children.
It was a boy who looked to be about 12 years old. He was also dressed like a child from the slums. He stood three meters away from Saber. Saber saw the green energy jumping between his fingers, which piqued his interest.
"Are you also a survivor of the big explosion?"
Saber asked in a low and gentle voice. The child was obviously stunned for a moment. Then, he saw a flame jump out from Saber's fingertips, forming a lifelike phoenix on his fingers. This scene made the children whisper. Saber looked at them and threw the food in his hand to them.
The older child caught it in his hand, opened it, and sniffed it, as if to make sure there was no problem. The children next to him looked eager, but no one dared to reach out and grab it. This scene made Saber's eyes full of amazement. Obviously, the older child had won the hearts of this group of child beggars.
This was a small leader.
"No problem. Take it and divide it!"
The child broke off a small piece and put it in his pocket. He handed the rest of the rations to the children behind him and repeatedly instructed, "Take it.
Give some to the mothers-in-law and the sick ones first. Then, you guys can divide the rest. "
Saber did not disturb this scene. After the other children dispersed, only he and the older child were left. The older child looked at him and said very politely,
"Thank you, kind sir. So, what can I do for you?"
"Where did the person in this house go?"
Saber asked in a deep voice. A trace of fear flashed in the boy's blue eyes. He hesitated for a moment and whispered, "He was taken away two days ago. At midnight, a group of soldiers took him away. He seems to have some mental problems, like a fool, but he has power … He can control the storm. No, not just the storm."
A trace of envy flashed in the older boy's eyes. "I've seen him flying in the wind. If it wasn't for his mental problems, those soldiers wouldn't have been able to catch him."
"Yes."
Saber nodded and took out a photo from his pocket. It was one of the only photos of Kevin. It was taken when The Devil Gang was first established. He handed the photo to the older boy in front of him.
"Can you recognize him?"
"It's this!"
The boy quickly pointed to Kevin in the photo and said, "It's him. He always cleans himself up, so I remember very clearly that he lived here for at least four months. He seems to be … looking for something!"
"Why did those soldiers want to catch him?"
Saber put away the photo and glanced at the boy. "Also, you haven't told me your name and origin."
"Those soldiers have been arresting people everywhere in the city recently."
The boy couldn't help but look around, as if the soldiers would jump out to catch him in the next moment. He whispered, "I heard that they were caught for experiments. I escaped twice. As for me … My name is Thomas. My parents took me to visit that damn particle accelerator, but they all died … That's the whole story."
Speaking of this, the boy's mood was a little gloomy. Saber shook his head and reached out to pat the boy's head. He stuffed a badge into the boy's hand.
"Take this and go to the Central District to find Lewis of The Devil Gang. Tell him that Saber Hawk asked you to go. If you don't have a home … then treat it as your home."
As soon as Saber finished speaking, his figure was wrapped in a red lightning and disappeared. Little Thomas stared blankly at the empty street in front of him and then looked at the bloody devil badge in his hand. As a local, even if he was a child, it was impossible for him not to know about The Devil Gang.
However, Thomas never thought that he would be associated with this gang. It was somewhat unacceptable for a child born in the middle class to fall into the gang's life. But in the end, Thomas held the badge in his hand tightly and headed to the Central District under the cover of the night.
Just as he said, those soldiers were arresting superhumans. The longer he delayed, the greater the danger.
Bang!
Saber's body was thrown on top of an unfinished building in the Lower City District. He rubbed his forehead because of the slight dizziness. He got up from the ground and saw Barry Allen standing there with his hands spread out. Under the lightning helmet, there was a pair of angry eyes.
"So, why did you bring me here?"
Saber patted the dust off his body and asked in a very gentle voice, "Are you planning to have a bonfire party?"
"I want to ask you! Why did you kill them?! "
Barry was very agitated. Ever since he was young, his father had been wronged and imprisoned. This made him very resistant to this kind of irresponsible killing. He looked at the calm Seiber and yelled, "Sir, I'm going to kill you.
"There is a simpler way. Why did you take their lives?!"
"What a familiar question."
Saber walked to the edge of the roof and looked down at the sky nearly a hundred meters below. He turned around, took out a cigar, and lit it.
"Fufu, you superheroes like to ask this question, don't you? I have answered it many times. Of course, I don't mind answering it again. "
"I have never killed them for the sake of killing them. Whether they are evil or righteous, whether they are criminals or civilians, they are meaningless. Do you understand?"
Saber spread out his hands and looked at Barry Allen in front of him.
"I'm doing this to save the people I cherish, because once these people are lost, they can never be found again. For example, I saw a very interesting scene in the poisonous gas's memory. When he tried to poison your father to take revenge on you, you almost killed him. Really, you almost killed him. Just a little bit."
"Haha, Barry, admit it. You are no different from me."
He stared at The Flash in front of him. "When your family is threatened, you will also kill, and you may even kill more ruthlessly than me. In other words … What right do you have to ask me this question? Look, your friend, the young man named Psyker, your doctor, Miss Caitlin, I didn't hurt them, did I?"
"Go back. Don't fight for justice for a few criminals who should have died long ago."
The leader of The Devil Gang smoked, waved his hand and said in a low voice, "The difference between you and me is only a layer of window paper … and that thing will be broken with a poke. Go do your thing. I should do mine …"
"Bang!"
Before he could finish his sentence, Barry disappeared from where he was standing. At the same time, Seber's face was smashed to the side, and a clear fist mark appeared on his face. The atmosphere on the rooftop instantly froze.
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