"Who is that idiot in fancy clothes?"
Saber stood by the window, while Catherine tiptoed and leaned against the window. The two of them looked out of the window. On the road in front of the house, under the dark night street lights, there was a luxurious sports car parked. Outside the car was a very casually dressed young man, who was shouting "Sarah" at the house.
"That's Oliver Quinn, Star City's biggest playboy."
Sheriff Lance was smoking angrily with a hint of anxiety. He said to his father, "That bastard was Dinah's boyfriend, but they broke up a month ago. Then he got together with Sarah. He is the shame of the Lance family!"
After hearing this, Sarah, who was standing awkwardly at the side, screamed, "He pursued me after my sister broke up with him! I didn't steal my sister's boyfriend! "
"Shut up!"
The sheriff shouted at his little daughter. Sarah was probably frightened and felt very wronged. She wiped her tears and rushed up the stairs. A moment later, the sound of her crying could be heard.
After Sarah left, the sheriff sighed.
"Brother Christian, I'm not angry because he's dating Sarah. I'm not such a domineering person. It's just that Dinah had clearly told Sarah what kind of a bastard Oliver is and what kind of rotten life he's living. How could she still be together with that guy? Old Quinn is the most prestigious person in the entire Star City. Damn it! How could he have such a son?!"
Encountering this kind of situation, his father didn't know how to comfort his old friend. After children grew up, it was difficult for parents to control them. Most young people were crazy about love and thought that love was the true meaning of life. But in fact, most of the time, what they were crazy about was meaningless passion.
Love was often the perfect excuse to avoid responsibility.
"Oh, it sounds like a scumbag who should be beaten to death. Mr. Lance, leave it to me!"
Saber patted his chest and moved his wrists. He said to the sheriff, "I will help to drive him away, and I promise that he won't dare to come back for a while."
After saying this, without waiting for the sheriff to refuse, Saber opened the door and walked out. Lance wanted to stop him, but was stopped by his father.
"Believe in him, Quentin. Saber is very good at this kind of thing."
The sheriff was still in a dilemma.
"But old brother, the Quinn Group is the biggest economy in Star City. Old Quinn dotes on that bastard Oliver very much. It is said that he recently ordered a yacht in his name to go out to sea to celebrate his child's birthday. I am worried that Saber will get into trouble."
"Trouble?"
His father shook his head and took the last sip of wine. "It won't be trouble. Saber has the only heir of Wayne Industries, Bruce Wayne, behind him. In terms of power, you don't have to worry about him at all."
On the other side, Saber, wearing sunglasses, walked to the side of the playboy who was leaning against the sports car. It had to be said that Oliver Quinn was indeed born with a good appearance. He had a very handsome face, and his half-length hair covered his eyes. In occasional glances, one could see that his eyes were like those of a lover. There was also a trace of confusion and weakness on his face. For a girl like Sarah who had just come of age, such a gentle and rich boyfriend who was also the favorite of the upper class was really hard to reject.
But this was useless for Saber. He was a man with a normal sexual orientation.
He walked to the sports car and reached out to pat the luxurious sports car.
"Hey, brother, nice car!"
His voice was cheap and he looked like a little ruffian. Facing Saber who was trying to get close to him, Oliver's reaction was very cold. He looked at Saber who was wearing a black windbreaker and sunglasses with disgust.
"Go away! I don't have time to chat with you! "
Yes, that was how cold he was!
As the son of Star City, he was fully qualified to do so. Saber's mouth twitched. This guy was indeed more annoying than Bruce!
Saber wanted to find something to vent his anger. Without saying a word, he rushed up, grabbed Oliver's collar, and punched him in the face. The playboy's physique might be good, but he was no match for a guy like Saber. This punch directly knocked him to the ground and he couldn't get up for a while.
"Bastard! Are you f * cking crazy?! "
Saber sneered. He bent down, grabbed Oliver's collar, and dragged him to the trash can next to him. Saber flipped his left hand and a sprayer appeared in his hand. It was similar to a small anti-pepper spray. This was a gadget he had ordered from Lucius before he left.
He used Klein's formula to make the monkey version of fear gas. It lacked important ingredients, so the effect was average. But it was harmless to the human body, and it retained the effect of magnifying the senses and stimulating breathing. This small can cost Saber 5,000 USD. He had taken 10 from Lucius for self-defense. Now, he was using it to scare an ordinary person like Oliver. The effect was definitely stimulating enough.
Saber slapped the struggling Oliver in the face, stunning the son of Star City. Seizing this opportunity, he gently pressed the spray on the playboy's nostrils. The next moment, Saber let go of Oliver's collar and took a step back. The son of Star City regained his freedom. He subconsciously wanted to run away, but the moment he stood up, he felt that the world was spinning.
His breathing, the surrounding wind, and the small sounds in the darkness, all of these swayed in front of Oliver's eyes after his senses were magnified. His breathing began to quicken. He didn't know what had happened to him, but the current situation was definitely not good. His body began to sway. He stretched out his hand to support himself on the wall, but the next moment, in his eyes, the dark wall began to distort, turning into a big mouth that was about to swallow his arm.
Oliver screamed and fell to the side. Before he fell, he was caught by a pair of hands. There was also a gloomy, cold, and twisted voice.
"Oliver Quinn... why don't you turn around and take a look?"
Oliver subconsciously turned around. In the end, what entered his eyes was a twisted face. It was black and empty eye sockets. It was like a twisted black skull. In Oliver's magnified senses, every breath Saber took was accompanied by a pillar of fire. There seemed to be dark red spots of light in those eyes as well. Complementing the twisting and turning sky behind him, as well as the faintly discernible screams of pain.
The pain coming from his body and face caused the son of Star City's pupils to dilate. He struggled to escape from Saber's hand, but was tightly held.
"Where are you going? Oliver... why don't you have a good chat with me? "
"Ah! Let go of me! Ahhh! Let go! Save me! Save me! "
Olivier's screams could be heard from afar. He tried to push Seiber away with all his might, but Seiber immediately slapped him back. Seiber grabbed Olivier, who was in a panic, and shook him back and forth as he yelled, "What the hell is going on?!"
He shouted, "Stay away from Sarah Lance! If you dare to harass her again, I will kill you! Your soul will be extracted and placed in an inextinguishable flame to be burned for a thousand years. Do you hear me? Do you hear me?!!! "
That voice seemed to explode in Oliver's ears, causing him to nod his head in panic. He was like a pitiful worm who had been frightened out of his wits. His body could not help but go limp. He breathed in terror as tears streamed down his face. This fragile playboy was completely defeated at this moment.
"I won't look for her anymore! I won't look for her anymore! Let me go! Let me go! I beg you! "
Saber curled his lips and stretched out his hand to hit Oliver's neck. Oliver's eyes turned white and he fell down.
He carried the completely frightened son of Star City back to his luxury car and threw him into the back seat. Then, he stepped into the front seat. The sports car was still running. Saber smiled and turned around to walk into the sheriff's house. He made an OK gesture to the sheriff.
"Alright, he won't come and bother you for at least a month! Now, find someone to send him back. That poor kid, he fainted after a little scare. Tsk, tsk, he's so fragile. "
"You didn't hurt him, right?"
Sheriff Lance asked. Saber shook his head. "I only punched him twice. It won't hurt his body at all."
"Phew... Lorraine!"
The sheriff breathed a sigh of relief and shouted in the direction of the kitchen. His eldest daughter quickly came out. Compared with her naughty sister, Daina was much more mature. She talked with the sheriff for a while and then opened the door and walked out. A moment later, the roar of a sports car sounded outside the door. It seemed that his ex-girlfriend had sent the unlucky Oliver back.
In the conversation just now, Saber knew that Daina Lorraine Lance was going to work in the Star City District Attorney's Office. This gave Saber an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.
This template was exactly the same as the relationship between Bruce and Rachel. He didn't know if this Oliver would be like Bruce who had disappeared for seven years and had a special opportunity.
In the next two hours, Pops, Robin, Barry, and Lance had a great time chatting. Together, they finished three bottles of wine while Catherine and Seiber ate until they were full. Needless to say, Lance and Seiber's culinary skills were excellent. Although it was just a simple home-cooked dish, it was done very well.
When the moon was high in the sky, the gentle Daina sent everyone out. Sheriff Lance had already returned to his room to sleep. Saber drove the car, Catherine sat in the front passenger seat, and the three drunkards were put in the back seat. They set off to the place where his father had been living for half a month. It was not far from the sheriff's house, only 15 minutes away.
What made Seber curious was that the little girl, Catherine, had been very quiet throughout the journey. She seemed to have something on her mind. Although this little girl was a little precocious due to her past experiences, a 10 year old child sighing and moaning always gave people an inexplicable sense of humor.
After arriving home, Saber sent the three drunkards to their respective rooms with difficulty. He was a little unable to sleep, so he sat alone in the living room, turned off the lights, leaned on the sofa, and silently thought about some problems.
At the end of the battle with Ducard, that difficult opponent had told Saber to pursue self-righteousness. Bruce Wayne, Ducard's disciple, had also told Saber that he lacked the strength to keep moving forward in his heart. He hoped that Saber could find something important in his life that was worth persevering in, so that he would no longer be hesitant in his life.
But frankly speaking, if it was so easy to find something like a pillar in life, Saber wouldn't have to worry for so long.
Both Ducard and Bruce were right. Saber did lack the strength to move him forward.
But this had something to do with Saber's past experience. After living half his life as a weapon, he had already engraved obedience into his bones. He was used to receiving orders, completing orders, and following orders as his code of conduct. Saber came to a world where he could freely choose the direction of his life. He had to admit that he was at a loss.
He didn't know what to do!
He didn't know how to choose!
If freedom was a blessing that was difficult to obtain for those who were oppressed, then freedom was a very troublesome and terrible thing for Saber now.
Because he had never had the experience of freely choosing his own life, he lacked experience, and he would even be a little flustered. Sometimes, he felt that it was not bad to live a carefree life. But if that was all, Saber himself would feel unreconciled, very unreconciled.
So now the question was, how was he going to find something that he could persevere in his life? Just like how Bruce was determined to protect Gotham, that was his belief. Ducard wanted to destroy Gotham, that was also his belief.
So what about him?
What was his belief?
"Saber... are you there?"
Catherine's voice suddenly came from the darkness behind Saber. She sounded a little timid, and there was fear and anxiety in her tone. "I have something to tell you."
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