Chapter 1 1. Old Gotham Zhengheiqi's way of calling for help
Name: Mason Cooper
Race: standard humanoid creature human template
Age: 17 years old
Identity: Gotham City middle school dropout student, low-level security guard at Iceberg Bar, Penguin Gang reserve horse boy
Status: in a daze (for 7 minutes and 27 seconds), security on duty (fishing)
Traits: None
Skills: None
Suggestion: The small 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 Gotham’s slums, the sleepwalking Mason came back to his senses and blinked his dull eyes. He straightened his body and made a mighty and reliable vigilant posture of looking around, just in time to be spotted by the little leader who came out of the bar with a cigarette in his mouth.
"The quality of this batch of newcomers is not bad."
The little leader who had tattooed the word "soup" on his shoulder for some unknown mental state nodded in satisfaction, and patted the shoulder of Mason, who was the most outstanding among the good-for-nothing boys, as a sign of encouragement.
"This is the spiritual outlook that our Penguin Gang reserve members should have. You bunch of trash who only know how to take drugs and piling piles, let me learn it!"
Drunk, he yelled a few times, causing a group of pony boys around Mason's age to be shocked and flattering, but after the little boss grinned and left, the eyes of others looking at Mason were not so friendly .
Everyone agreed to fish together, but you rolled it up secretly, right?
Mason didn't care about those malicious eyes around him. After confirming that the little boss had left, he skillfully entered the daze mode again, staring at the text on the translucent light curtain in front of him, as if he wanted to break them Open it and smash it to see what secrets are hidden in this thing.
Mason Cooper, Old Gotham "Black Flag".
His father, who died in a shootout at the pier last month, was a backbone member of the Penguin Gang. It is said that he was also a veteran of fighting the world with the famous Penguin. likely to successfully complete their studies.
After Daddy Cheap was hacked to death, he was summoned by the gang to become a glorious **** under the Penguin.
Before he was killed by a bottle of wine falling from the sky last night, the young man basically had no opinion on this career plan, but after another soul awakened in his body, New Mason felt that the status quo was simply rotten.
"Being single-minded as a gangster boy in Gotham City is not the same as joining the German army in 1944 and serving the captain in 1949?
No.
Not as good as that. "
The young man with a bandage on his head was boredly watching the traffic on the street, and then glanced at the magnificent and luxurious Iceberg Bar behind him.
The seventh time I rejected the "cigarette roll" handed by the black buddy next to me, I couldn't help complaining:
"In a bad drama, I'm a cannon fodder character who can't survive an episode.
It won't work if it goes on like this! Wouldn't it be nice to find a way to clean up and save money to leave Gotham, go to Metropolis to live under the protection of Super, or go to London to follow the handsome and saucy Wonder Woman? "
"Boom"
Just when the "black second generation" Mason came up with the rebellious idea of "25 on the spot", a loud noise suddenly exploded on the top floor of the Bingshan Bar behind him, and a group of ponies didn't realize what happened, and there were large pieces of burning debris It fell from the sky, knocked down the unlucky guys beside Mason, and caused chaos on the street.
"Quick! Someone stole the boss's treasure! He ran over there! Follow me!"
The little leader who was five people and six just now will follow his boss and a group of real gangsters to rush out of the bar like crazy. He shouted to his new boys, and took out a black pistol from his arms and threw it at the bar. Mason said:
"You, come with me! The gang remembers your father's contribution, work hard tonight, and have a bright future in the future."
"Ah, yes, yes, the future is not bright, I understand."
What else can Mason say?
The guns in the elder brother's hands are all loaded.
He could only carry the rifled pistol and followed his leader into a car. In an instant, more than a dozen cars full of gangsters were rampaging on the main road and entering the night traffic. He chased after the daring thief in the direction where he fled.
"That guy was injured by the boss, he can't run very far. If you dare to provoke the Penguin Gang, he will die!"
The little boss in the car was very agitated, drinking alcohol made him flushed, and maybe drugged to make this guy look like a mad cow, but Mason next to him talking to himself is just farting .
His attention is now focused on the pistol in his hand. In the field of vision of his unique translucent light curtain, this thing also has a small label on it:
Name: Old gangster gun
Quality: Garbage Items, Discarded Items
Effect: Each shot has a 15% chance of blowing the chamber, and the highly worn rifling makes the bullet have a 50% chance of entering a Brownian motion state.
Item Description: For your own sake, try not to shoot. It is the correct way to use it as a Warhammer.
After reading this small label, another line of text floated in front of Mason's eyes: Holding Engineering Creation, Engineering Skill Branch is open, currently Lv0, Engineering Item Transformation unlocked.
"唰"
There was a flash of light in front of Mason's eyes, and a three-dimensional view of a pistol appeared in front of him.
This thing is obviously simulated according to the shape of the "exploding 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 process and suggestions.
Basically a tutorial for fools, you can save a new gun with materials.
"This thing is a real punishment."
The young man sighed with emotion.
It feels like I have unlocked a new profession of "black gun dealer" on the first day of rebirth.
The convoy stopped at a dark alley full of rubbish, the yelling gangsters jumped out of the car and rushed into it, and the little boss led Mason into the disturbing night before him.
"You go over there, I'll help you guard the rear."
The boss brother grabbed the gun and pointed at Mason, making the young man's teeth itch.
Keep a fart's back!
It is clear that they want me to be cannon fodder to explore the way.
This **** alley is so dark that there is not even a street light, but considering the persuasiveness of the blasting gun in his hand, Mason, with his head wrapped in a bandage, did not refute, grabbed the gun and walked into the place in front of him. In the alley.
Violent noises sounded from the other side, as well as chaotic gunshots, horrified shouts and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, which frightened Mason into a shiver.
A dark figure turned over from the low wall, smashed headlong into the black garbage pile, flopped a few times and then became silent, as if dead.
"What's wrong?"
The leader guarding the entrance of the inclined alley also heard the sound and walked over with a gun.
Mason pointed to his eyes, and watched as his leader dragged a **** man out of the garbage. It was still a woman!
She was wearing an exaggerated black tights, which almost showed off her terrifyingly slender figure. She also wore a weird red goggle on her head, which looked like the red eyes of a black cat. What is peculiar is that there are two cat ear decorations on the left and right sides of her hood.
Eh~ Girl with cat ears in tights, it’s too astringent.
"Isn't this Catwoman?"
Mason immediately recognized the woman in front of her who was seriously injured by the gunshot from her unique attire. She also had a wound on her abdomen that was cut open by a sharp weapon, which should have been stabbed by the Penguin while stealing something.
"Ha, I knew it, I have the advantage today!"
The leader saw that his little brother had found the thief, and his face was filled with joy. He bent down and carried the unconscious Catwoman on his shoulders, gestured to Mason again, and said in a low voice:
"Go drive! Don't disturb the others."
"Um?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, and then he heard his leader teach him "tricks for gang life":
"You are stupid, there are so many people who share the credit for nothing. In our line of work, you have to be quick-witted and quick-handed. The boss rewards you for your merits. You are blessed tonight."
I eat meat, you drink soup.
Follow me well in the future, and I won’t treat you badly. "
"Oh, study is useless and study is useless."
Mason showed a teachable expression, while gesturing thumbs up to the leader, he glanced at the Catwoman being picked up by him, and a few thoughts flashed in his eyes.
I just thought about going to whitewash, isn't the opportunity here?
So, the question now is whether to do it or not? And, how to do it?
With this kind of thinking, Mason soon drove the car to a hidden place at the entrance of the alley, opened the car door and shouted to the leader who rushed out with Catwoman on his back:
Anxiously waiting for the boss, who was afraid that others would steal the credit, he was overjoyed, and rushed over with Catwoman on his shoulder.
And the moment he bent down to get into the car, Mason narrowed his eyes, swung the crowbar hidden in his hand and smashed it at his boss.
Do you want to do it?
Of course I do!
How to do it?
Dali is over!
Rescue Catwoman and catch up with the invincible Bat Boy to successfully clean up the crime, or stay in the Penguin Gang and follow the Penguin who will buy life insurance for the younger brother to go black. These two options are in front of you.
If it were you, how would you choose?
Anyway, it took Mason no more than a second to make a choice.
At the moment of the attack, his field of vision suddenly changed:
"Enter the combat state! Combat assistance is turned on, and the preset attack route has been marked."
The boss brother in front of Mason's eyes turned his back on him. When the combat assist was turned on, the deadly position on the brother's body was marked by red light spots.
The young man can even see a virtual attack line generated in front of his eyes, and he only needs to swing the crowbar along that arc to kill the guy or knock him out.
There was no time to think for a moment.
The cold crowbar slammed into the back of the hot-blooded head brother's head.
Drinking alcohol and taking drugs and still in a state of excitement, the boss who was taking the opportunity to lick the hot body of the unconscious Catwoman fell to the ground without saying a word.
Blood pouring from head, but still breathing.
This scene also stunned the catwoman who was lying in the car and was extremely weak, but she had already grabbed a short knife like a cat's claw in her hand and was about to fight back. She stared dumbfounded at the gangster attacking his boss, and I can't understand why he would do this at all?
"Can you still drive?"
Mason threw the car key in his hand to the wide-eyed Catwoman, who took it in her hands and moved to the driver's seat, covering her wound, glanced at the young man who helped the leader up, and said in a hoarse voice:
"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, and urged:
"Hurry up. Don't ask for anything in return, just remember my kindness. My name is Mason Cooper. Did you lose this thing?"
The young man picked up a strangely shaped mechanical hard drive from the ground, which was shaped like a sword.
He wiped the blood on it in his hand and held this thing in his hand, while the weak Catwoman started the car, and at the same time did not forget to sway her bursting female hormones at this desperate moment.
She stretched her body and joked:
"I heard that the Penguin bought insurance for you, it seems that this is still not enough to win people's hearts.
There is a positioning on this thing, I can’t run far with it alone, and the Penguin will never let anyone who comes into contact with it.
You're in trouble, little one.
boarding.
We have to give it to Batman, only he can handle this. "
"boom"
The flying bullets came from the alley biu with noisy footsteps, hitting the car door and splashing sparks.
Mason no longer hesitated to get into the car, and Catwoman stepped on the accelerator to let the car launch at the highest speed. She slammed the obstacle in front of her and rushed into the night street.
The vehicle behind quickly caught up, and a chase started on this street.
Those gangsters are crazy. They pulled out automatic weapons and shot at the front car in the street. The rear glass shattered and Mason was short.
He still hasn't left the combat state, and the superb combat support is still there.
When he picked up the pistol he snatched from the boss, the free red aiming frame and simulated ballistics made the young man feel like he was playing a super exciting FPS game.
"Drive steadily!"
A bullet flew over and knocked down the rearview mirror, causing Mason to yell at Catwoman, then put the seat flat and crawled towards the back seat, lying there with guns in both hands, ready to fight back.
"Are you crazy to tickle them with a pistol at this distance?"
The seriously injured Catwoman screamed, and Mason said without looking back:
"Just drive, big sister. Men are doing their work, women don't interrupt."
After finishing speaking, he took a deep breath and watched the free aiming frame of the light curtain in front of him lock on the windshield of the chasing car behind him and lock on the guy driving, Mason's muzzle pressed down.
Let the preset trajectory in the field of vision aim at the target, and then fire two shots.
The first shot made a hole in the windshield of the car behind.
The second shot hit the driver in the arm.
The unlucky guy screamed, and then the vehicle lost control instantly, and hit the taxi next to it, which was too fast to dodge, causing it to roll over and fly and hit the ground.
"Successfully completed a shooting and execution, and the skill proficiency of the shooting branch has improved, and it is currently Lv0."
A line of prompts jumped into the translucent light curtain in front of Mason's eyes, shocking the young man's heart.
Does this thing still have experience and levels? !
Hello! Is life an experience? Don't make such **** jokes! asshole!
"Who the **** are you?"
Catwoman saw the "skill" of Mason's two shots from the rearview mirror. The mature big sister squinted and said:
"Are all the boys in the Penguin gang monsters? Or is there another masked vigilante that I don't know about in this city?"
"I've said it all, I didn't have a choice before."
Mason looked at the gangsters who were chasing after him again. He fired a few shots to stop the second car, and turned around and shouted to Catwoman:
"Where are you going? Aren't you going to find Batman?"
Catwoman wanted to tell Mason that she was going directly to Wayne Manor, but her old lover hated such things as revealing her real identity, so Catwoman could only keep silent and stepped on the accelerator.
"Turn ahead to the Gotham Police Station!"
Mason probably guessed what Catwoman was thinking from her silence, and the young man suddenly said in a deep voice:
"There is a device that can contact Batman, and it's closer to here, I can stand it, but your injury can't be delayed any longer.
Can you get in touch with Commissioner Gordon? "
"You are such a smart little ghost, cute, you are surprisingly reassuring at such a young age."
Catwoman also understood the plan of the young man, endured the pain and threw her mobile phone away, turning the steering wheel and saying:
"The third number."
"boom"
A gunshot.
Mason emptied the last round in the pistol magazine, allowing the gangster driver in the third car approaching behind to do another trapeze.
The fleeing vehicle sped forward, and in the background of 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? Don't panic if I tell you something.
Penguin gangs are going to storm the Gotham Police Department, God knows what these thugs are planning to do, I saw they have RPGs in their cars, so you better be prepared in advance.
They must be there in five minutes.
alright.
You can panic now.
correct.
Don’t forget to turn on the bat light on the roof! We really need that man right now. You know who I'm talking about! "
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(end of this chapter)