Chapter 1 1. Old Gotham Zheng Heiqi’s way of asking for help
Name: Mason Cooper
Race: Standard humanoid creature·Human template
Age: 17 years old
Identity: Gotham City middle school dropout, low-level security guard at Iceberg Bar, reserve member of the Penguin Gang
Status: Daze (lasts 7 minutes and 27 seconds), security duty (catching fish)
Traits: None
Skills: None
Suggestion: The mini-boss is approaching. It is recommended to end the fishing state immediately.
"唰"
At the entrance of the busiest Iceberg Bar on the busiest street on the edge of the Gotham slums, Mason, who was sleepwalking, came back to his senses and blinked his dull eyes. Among the group of ponyboys who were fishing next to him, he was very skillful. He straightened his body and made a powerful and reliable posture, looking around in a vigilant posture, just in time to be spotted by the little boss who came out of the bar with a cigarette in his mouth.
"The quality of this new batch of newcomers is pretty good."
The little boss, who had the word "Soup" tattooed on his shoulder out of some unknown state of mind, nodded with satisfaction and patted Mason, the most outstanding among the useless boys, on the shoulder to show encouragement.
"This is the spirit that we, the preparatory members of the Penguin Gang, should have. You bunch of trash who only know how to take drugs and drive piles should learn from me!"
Drunk, he roared a few times, causing a group of ponies around Mason's age to be frightened and flattering. However, after the little leader left with a grin on his face, the eyes of others looking at Mason were not so friendly. .
Everyone agreed to fish together, but you were the only one who secretly rolled it up, right?
Mason didn't care about the malicious looks around him. After confirming that the little boss had left, he skillfully entered into a daze mode, staring at the words on the translucent light screen in front of him, as if he wanted to break them. Crush it to see what secrets are hidden in this thing.
Mason Cooper, "Black Flag" in Old Gotham.
His father, who died in a gunfight at the pier last month, was a backbone member of the Penguin Gang. It is said that he was still qualified to conquer the world with the famous Penguin. As a not so outstanding "second generation black man", Mason naturally did not May successfully complete school.
After Cheap Daddy was hacked to death, he was summoned by the gang to become a glorious pony under the Penguin.
Before he was killed by a bottle falling from a height last night, the young man basically had no objections to this career plan, but after another soul awakened in his body, New Mason felt that this status quo was simply terrible.
"Being a gangster in Gotham City is the same as joining the German army in 1944 and being loyal to the captain in 49?
No.
Not as good as that. ”
The young man with his head still wrapped in a bandage looked boredly at the traffic of people on the street, and then glanced at the splendid and luxurious Iceberg Bar behind him.
For the seventh time, I refused the "cigarette" offered by the gangster next to me, and couldn't help but complain:
"In a bad drama, I would be a cannon fodder character who wouldn't survive even one episode.
This can't go on like this! I have to think of a way to clear my name and save money to leave Gotham. Wouldn't it be nice to go to Metropolis and live under the protection of Superhero, or go to London to follow the handsome and sassy Wonder Woman? ”
"Boom"
Just when "Black Generation" Mason had the rebellious idea of "doing it on the spot", a loud noise suddenly exploded on the top floor of the Iceberg Bar behind him. Before a group of ponyboys realized what was happening, large pieces of burning debris erupted. It fell from the sky, knocking several unlucky guys next to Mason to the ground, and causing chaos on the street.
"Quick! Someone stole the boss's treasure! He ran over there! Everyone chase me!"
The five-man and six-man gangster who just now rushed out of the bar like crazy with his boss and a group of real gangsters. He shouted to his new gangsters, took out a black pistol from his arms and threw it to them. Mason, said:
"You, come with me! The gang remembers Dad's contribution. Do your best tonight and you will have a bright future in the future."
"Ah, yes, yes, the future is not bright, I understand."
What else could Mason say?
The gun in the eldest brother's hand is loaded.
He could only follow his leader into a car with the pistol whose rifling was almost missing. In an instant, more than a dozen cars full of gangsters were rushing on the road into the night traffic. He chased the daring thief in the direction in which he had fled.
"That guy was injured by the boss. He can't run far. If he dares to provoke the Penguin Gang, he will be dead!"
The little boss in the car was very excited. He drank wine to make his face turn red, and maybe took drugs to make this guy look like a mad cow. But when faced with his soliloquy, Mason next to him just thought it was farts. .
His attention was focused on the pistol in his hand. In the field of vision of his unique translucent light screen, this thing also had a small label on it:
Name: Gangster Gun
Quality: junk items·waste
Effect: Each shot has a 15% chance of exploding the barrel. The highly worn rifling gives the bullet a 50% chance of entering Brownian motion.
Item description: For the sake of your own life, try not to shoot. The correct way to use it is to use it as a war hammer.
After reading this small label, another line of text appeared in front of Mason's eyes: Holding an engineering creation, the engineering skill branch is opened. It is currently Lv0, and engineering item modification is unlocked.
"唰"
A light flashed in front of Mason's eyes, and a three-dimensional view of a pistol appeared in front of him.
This thing is obviously modeled after the appearance of the "blasting gun" in his hand, but it is simpler and more powerful than the pistol in his hand. Moreover, the drawings also thoughtfully list the assembly procedures and suggestions.
It's basically a fool's errand. If you have the materials, you can make a new gun.
"This thing is a real punishment."
The young man sighed.
It feels like I unlocked a new career as a "black gun dealer" on the first day of my rebirth.
The convoy stopped at the entrance of a dark alley filled with garbage. The shouting gangsters jumped out of the car and rushed into it. The little boss also led Mason into the unsettling night in front of him.
"You go over there, and I'll help you guard your retreat."
The boss brother grabbed the gun and pointed at Mason, making the young man's teeth itch with anger.
Guard your retreat!
It's clear that I was asked to be cannon fodder to explore the road.
This damn alley was so dark that there wasn't even a streetlight, but considering that the explosive gun in his hand was a bit unconvincing, Mason, who had a bandage on his head, didn't object, grabbed the gun and walked into the place in front of him. In the diagonal alley.
Violent noises sounded from the other side, as well as messy gunshots, panicked shouts and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, frightening Mason.
A dark figure climbed over the low wall and smashed into the black garbage. After a few flops, it stopped moving, as if it was dead.
"What's wrong?"
The leader who was guarding the entrance of Xie Alley also heard the sound and came over with a gun.
Mason pointed in front of him and watched as his leader dragged a person covered in blood out of the garbage. She was also a woman!
She wore an exaggerated black tights that almost showed off her terrifying slender figure. She also wore a weird red goggles on her head that looked like the red eyes of a black cat. What's strange is that there are two cat ears on the left and right sides of her hood.
Eh~ The tight-fitting cat-eared girl is so astringent.
"Isn't this Catwoman?"
Mason immediately recognized the woman in front of him who was seriously injured by a gunshot from her unique attire. She also had wounds on her abdomen that were opened by a sharp weapon, which should have been stabbed by the Penguin while stealing things.
"Ha, I knew I had the advantage today!"
When the leader saw that his little brother had discovered the thief, he suddenly became happy. He bent down and carried the unconscious Catwoman on his shoulders, then gestured to Mason and whispered:
"Go and drive! Don't alert anyone else."
"Huh?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, and then he heard his boss teach him "Tips for a gangster career":
"You are stupid. There is no point in sharing the credit among so many people. To do our job, you need to be quick-sighted and quick-handed. The boss will reward you according to your merits. You boy will be lucky tonight.
I eat meat, you drink soup.
Follow me well from now on and I won’t treat you badly. ”
"Oh, it's a waste of learning."
Mason showed a teachable expression, and while giving the leader a thumbs-up sign, he glanced at Catwoman who was being carried by him, with a few thoughts flashing in his eyes.
I was just thinking about clearing my name, wouldn’t the opportunity come now?
So, the question now is whether to do it or not? And, how?
With this kind of thinking, Mason soon drove the car to a hidden place in the alley, opened the car door and whispered to the leader who rushed out with Catwoman on his back:
"Brother, the car is ready!"
The leader, who was waiting anxiously for fear that others would steal the credit, was overjoyed and rushed over with Catwoman on his shoulders.
The moment he bent down to get into the car, Mason narrowed his eyes, swung the car repair crowbar hidden in his hand and hit his leader.
Do it or not?
Of course!
How?
Just do it vigorously!
The two options of saving Catwoman and hooking up with the invincible Batboy and successfully clearing her name, or staying with the Penguin Gang and following the Penguin who buys life insurance for his younger brother and going all the way to the dark side are right in front of him.
If it were you, how would you choose?
Anyway, Mason didn't take more than a second to make his choice.
And at the moment of the attack, the vision in front of him suddenly changed:
"Enter combat status! Combat assistance is enabled, and the preset attack route has been marked."
The boss brother in front of Mason had his back to him. When the combat assistance was turned on, the fatal spots on the brother's body were marked with red light dots.
The young man can even see a virtual attack route generated in front of his eyes. He only needs to swing the crowbar along that arc to kill the guy or knock him unconscious.
There was no time to think for a moment.
The cold crowbar hit the hot-blooded leader brother with a bang on the back of his head.
The leader, who was still in a state of excitement after drinking and taking drugs, took the opportunity to rub oil on the unconscious Catwoman's hot figure and fell to the ground without saying a word.
Blood was pouring from his head, but he was still breathing.
This scene was also shocking to Catwoman, who was lying in the car extremely weak, but had already grabbed a short knife like a cat's claw in her hand and was preparing to fight back. She was dumbfounded as she watched the gangster in front of her attack his boss, and I can't understand why he would do this?
"Can I still drive?"
Mason threw the car keys in his hand to the wide-eyed Catwoman, who took it in her hand and covered the wound, moved to the driver's seat, glanced at the young man who was helping the leader up, and said hoarsely:
"Why save me?"
"I didn't have a choice before, but now I just want to be a good person."
Mason lowered his head and threw out a sentence, then urged:
"Leave quickly. I don't ask you to repay me, just remember my kindness. My name is Mason Cooper. Did you throw this thing away?"
The young man picked up a strange-shaped mechanical hard drive from the ground. The shape of the thing was like a sword.
He wiped the blood on it and held the thing in his hand. While the weak Catwoman started the car, she did not forget to release her explosive female hormones at this desperate moment.
She stretched her body and joked:
"I heard that Penguin also buys insurance for you. It seems that this is still not enough to win people's hearts.
This thing has a location on it. I can't run far with it alone, and Penguin will never let anyone who comes into contact with it go.
You're in trouble, little one.
Get in the car.
We gotta hand it to Batman, he's the only one who can handle this. ”
"Bang"
The flying bullets came from the alley with noisy footsteps, hitting the car door and causing sparks.
Mason no longer hesitated and got into the car. Catwoman stepped on the accelerator and launched the car at the highest speed. She rudely knocked aside the obstacles in front of her and rushed into the night street.
The vehicle behind him quickly caught up, and a chase started on the street.
The gangsters went crazy. They took out their automatic weapons and shot at the front car on the street, causing the rear glass to shatter and dwarf Mason.
He is still not out of combat mode, and his excellent combat assistance is still there.
When he picked up the pistol he snatched from the boss brother, the free red aiming frame and simulated ballistics made the young man feel that he was playing a super exciting FPS game.
"Drive steadily!"
A bullet flew over and knocked off the rearview mirror, causing Mason to shout at Catwoman, then flatten the seat and climb towards the back seat, lying there holding the gun in both hands, ready to fight back.
"Are you crazy, tickling them with a pistol at this range?"
The seriously injured Catwoman screamed, and Mason said without looking back:
"Just drive, sister. Men are doing things, women should stop interrupting."
After saying that, he took a deep breath and watched the free sight frame of the light curtain in front of him lock on the windshield of the car chasing behind him, locking the guy behind the wheel. Mason lowered his gun.
Aim the preset trajectory in the sight at the target, then fire two shots.
The first shot opened a hole in the windshield of the car behind.
The second shot hit the driver in the arm.
The unlucky man screamed and then lost control of the vehicle in an instant. He hit the taxi next to him and was unable to dodge. The speed was so fast that it flipped over and then hit the ground.
"Successfully completed a shooting execution, the shooting branch skill proficiency is improved, currently Lv0."
A line of prompts jumped into the translucent light screen in front of Mason's eyes, shocking the young man's heart.
Does this thing have experience and levels? !
Hello! Is life all about experience? Don't make such a hell joke! asshole!
"Who are you?"
Catwoman saw Mason's "skill" with these two shots in the rearview mirror. The mature big sister squinted and said:
"Are all the pony boys in the Penguin gang monsters? Or is there another masked vigilante in this city that I don't know about?"
"I told you, I didn't have a choice before."
Mason looked at the gangsters who were chasing after him again. He fired a few shots and forced the second car to stop. He turned back and shouted to Catwoman:
"Where are you going? Aren't you going to find Batman?"
Catwoman really wanted to tell Mason that she was going directly to Wayne Manor, but her old lover hated it when her true identity was exposed, so Catwoman could only respond in silence and stepped on the accelerator.
"Turn ahead and go to the Gotham Police Department!"
Mason probably guessed what Catwoman was thinking from her silence, and the young man suddenly said in a deep voice:
"There is a device there that can contact Batman, and it is closer to here. I can survive it, but your injury cannot be delayed any longer.
Can you contact Commissioner Gordon? ”
"You are such a smart little kid, so cute. You are surprisingly reassuring at your young age."
Catwoman also understood the young man's plan. She endured the pain and threw away her mobile phone. She turned the steering wheel and said:
"The third number."
"Bang"
There was a gunshot.
Mason emptied the last bullet in the pistol's magazine, allowing the gangster driver in the third car approaching from behind to do another trapeze.
The fleeing vehicle sped forward, with bright explosions and flames rising into the sky from behind. The young man threw the empty pistol out of the window and pressed the communication button on Catwoman's phone.
"Hello? Director Gordon? Let me tell you something, don't panic.
A large number of Penguin's gang members are going to attack the Gotham Police Station. God knows what these thugs are going to do. I saw they have RPGs on their cars, so you'd better be prepared in advance.
They will arrive within five minutes.
alright.
You can panic now.
Right.
Don’t forget to turn on the bat lights on the roof! We really need that man right now. You know who I'm talking about! ”
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(End of chapter)