Chapter 112 Are superhumans considered human beings?
In the alley, Huey fell to the ground and narrated his experience in pain.
Ms. Martha, who called herself a clown, was leaning against the wall, tossing an apple with interest.
"So, the heroes of this world are originally a bunch of assholes?"
She took a bite of the apple and said as she chewed, "That's a bit boring."
"Not interesting?"
Huey's eyes widened, unable to understand. "They are a group of deceitful criminals who have brought countless sufferings to people. In the face of such things, you actually say... it's boring?"
“It was boring.”
Martha sneered, "A world made up entirely of lunatics, there is no fun at all."
To be interesting, there must be at least one madman who doesn't admit his madness.
"Oh, sorry for interrupting you."
Martha said, "Go on, I love hearing people complain."
"I……"
Huey had nothing more to say. He had already said everything about Robin's death and the shamelessness of the locomotive.
Now all that's left is my own hatred.
"I'm going to kill the locomotive!"
He gritted his teeth and said, "From now on, no one has dared to look me in the eye and say sorry!"
"sorry."
Martha said suddenly.
Huey suddenly didn't quite understand what the other person was doing. He looked up and saw Martha was also looking at him, looking into his eyes.
"I did what you just said."
Martha said calmly, "So the hatred in your heart has disappeared?"
Huey was stunned. Of course not!
What he wanted was an apology from the locomotive.
But at this moment, Martha suddenly came in front of him and held his face.
"Don't be so serious, kid."
She looked at Huey. "That's a life. Even if the engine says sorry to you, can we just pretend that nothing happened? Huh?"
The clown laughed strangely: "No way?"
Huey had indeed not thought about this question.
"Besides, what right do you have to forgive the murderer on behalf of your dead girlfriend?"
"I..." Huey couldn't answer.
"Child, I can see that you have a lot of complaints about this world. It is indeed as you said, it is very unreasonable."
After saying this, Martha pressed a dagger into Hughie's hand.
"Take it, kid."
She said, “It’s a dagger made of a special metal, and you can use it to kill anyone you want.
“It’s time for you to take up arms.
“Only by forcing the world can it become reasonable.
"Go ahead and kill them!"
As soon as Hughie grasped the dagger, a powerful force he had never felt before flowed into his body.
This power was mysterious and powerful, and it suddenly gave Hughie an ambition. Now he could do anything!
"Go, kid. I'm waiting for your good news."
Martha put on a big smile and stroked Hughie's head, like a loving mother stroking her child.
"mom……"
Suddenly, Hughie almost blurted out the word "Mom".
He felt an unprecedented maternal love in Martha, and even Hughie, who had both parents, had an urge to throw himself into her arms.
At this moment, Huey suddenly wanted to show himself in front of Martha.
I also want to do something for her.
"Martha..."
Huey stammered, "What brings you here? Is there anything I can help you with?"
"For killing an owl."
Martha still had a smile on her face. "He stole my son's body and took over his identity. If you're interested, please keep an eye on him for me!"
In fact, Huey could see that her eyes were very sad.
She didn't actually want to laugh.
But the cut at the corner of her mouth and the red paint made her look like she was always smiling.
why?
Why are you laughing?
Huey didn't know the reason, but he could empathize with Martha's sadness.
"Ms. Martha!"
Huey suddenly had an unprecedented courage, "Just wait! I will definitely help you and make you laugh!"
Finding the owl was enough, but Hughie wanted to do more for her.
He clenched the dagger in his hand, which was what Martha expected of him just now.
Go kill someone.
Do things that make your mother happy.
"Killing people, right? If I kill enough people, will you be truly happy?"
He raised his head and said, "Then just wait and see!"
Huey was like a child who was trying desperately to prove himself in front of his mother. He held the dagger high and swore an oath to Martha.
"I'm going to kill the locomotive now!"
He walked quickly down the alley, and Martha stood up.
"It's really boring."
She suddenly sighed, “Everyone wants to be my child, but you are not Bruce.
“But if you insist, I won’t stop you.
"But before you become my child, you have to at least prove that you are the best among everyone, right?"
Martha raised her head and looked at the huge poster of the Super Seven in the distance.
Standing in the very center is the strongest superhuman, Homelander.
……
The locomotive walked out of the Water Building happily, yearning for a better life.
What he held in his hand was all the information about Bruce Wayne.
"You can't find anyone anymore? You're pretty cautious."
The locomotive sneered a few times and said, "It's a pity that you underestimated my strength!" As soon as the words fell, the locomotive was suddenly knocked away. He rolled on the ground for several times until he crashed into the trash can.
"who!"
He struggled to get up from the trash can and roared to the sky.
But there was no one in sight.
The locomotive understood instantly.
"Invisible Man, it's you, right?" the locomotive cursed, "Get out of here!"
No one answered.
Suddenly, an invisible heavy punch hit the locomotive's chin hard.
The locomotive was knocked to the ground again.
Not only that, two flying knives suddenly flew in from nowhere, pierced the locomotive's hands and nailed him to the ground.
"what--"
The engine screamed in agony.
There was a weight on his back out of nowhere, as if someone was sitting on him.
"Locomotive, you are really too greedy."
Someone said behind my back, "A cake as big as 10 billion, do you think you can eat it all by yourself?"
It is indeed the voice of the transparent man.
But when the locomotive saw the flying knife piercing his hand, he knew very well that there were more people coming than just the invisible man.
Sure enough, silently, a black, fully armed figure appeared in front of the locomotive.
Dark color.
The locomotive had no idea when he appeared.
Xuanse was originally a top assassin, so it was very easy for him to hide his traces.
The locomotive's heart suddenly began to beat wildly.
Because the appearance of Xuanse here only means one thing.
The motherland also knows it!
Black has always represented the will of the motherland!
"I can explain!"
The locomotive no longer had the will to resist. He pleaded, "I really didn't betray my country. I just wanted to get the money first and then give it back to my country!"
"Listen to your nonsense!"
The invisible man punched the locomotive head hard.
“Let me tell you, you didn’t tell your countrymen the moment you found the money, which can be considered as betrayal!
"You're not stupid enough to think that you're the only one interested in 10 billion, are you?"
"I really didn't!" The locomotive was almost crying.
"Think about it carefully, all my plans were completed in the company, how could this escape the eyes of my countrymen!
“Because I didn’t mean to hide it!
"I am loyal to my country!"
He cried bitterly and kept expressing his loyalty.
But the people he was talking to were not the invisible man and Xuanse who were here.
But it’s the motherland who may be everywhere!
Having said that, the Invisible Man and Xuanse finally let him go.
After all, the purpose of their trip was not to really kill the locomotive.
There is no need for that yet.
The invisible man sneered and got off the locomotive.
"Locomotive, remember this: any benefits you can see must be taken by the motherland first.
"The rest, if our motherland doesn't give it to you, you can't take it!"
The locomotive nodded repeatedly: "I remember it!"
At the same time, he cursed in his heart.
Damn invisible man, you are nothing but a dog of our motherland. Why do you dare to show off in front of me?
Just wait, I will kill you sooner or later!
"Okay, come with us."
……
Bruce was wearing a baseball cap and walking with his head down on the neon-lit streets late at night.
Katum flew beside him, and indeed no one noticed him.
"Your gangster form is quite convenient."
Bruce glanced at the owl wearing a mask with only its eyes and mouth showing.
"If possible, can you let me not see you too?"
"Instead of thinking about these things, it is better to think carefully about what to do next."
Katum shook his head and said, "You can't let me bring you to this world, only to end up on the run, right?"
“Isn’t my goal very clear?”
Bruce said, "I'm going to use the locomotive first to test the quality of this world."
This so-called escape was actually just a bait.
He withdrew a large sum of cash in advance, enough for him to do what he wanted to do.
"I am just an outsider and will not interfere in the judgment of this world, but the locomotive is different."
Bruce pointed at himself and said, "I'm only thirteen years old. I can't even watch R-rated movies, but the locomotive made me see such a bloody scene!"
So guilty!
If Bruce hadn't been a hundred percent sure about dealing with the speedster, he might have already approached the locomotive.
He had already seen today's news, and the locomotive's defense of itself made Bruce feel ridiculous.
But behind the laughter is deep sorrow.
Because these superhumans also exist in his world, and their strength is even more terrifying.
Everything that happens in the black robe world may happen in Bruce's home.
Now I am in a state of guilt because I am in possession of a treasure, and perhaps I have been targeted by the locomotive.
That's just right.
A hunter without strength deserves to be eaten by his prey.
Bruce pulled his cap down and continued walking forward.
"Katum, I have a question," he said suddenly.
"Go ahead." The owl nodded.
“Can a superhuman with superpowers still be considered a human being?”
Hearing this question, Owl was stunned for a moment. He knew that Bruce was unwilling to kill anyone.
"It shouldn't count, right?"
(End of this chapter)
