The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Chapter 2529 The Battle for the Cloak (Fifty-Nine)

Chapter 2503 Battle for the Cloak (Fifty-Nine)

Thompson's head was bleeding when he climbed out of the car, and the homeless people in the cargo box were hit hard. Three of the four people rescued from the park climbed out directly, and their lives were not seriously injured.

Thompson and Jason went into the overturned cargo box to free the last one, but they only found bodies.

This guy was also unlucky. Thompson deliberately left some fixed cargo in the truck compartment and asked them to hold on to the ropes tied to the cargo while riding in the truck. However, this guy insisted on playing a trick, neither sitting down nor squatting down. Instead, he climbed to the top of the cargo.

As a result, when the car overturned, he was like clothes in a washing machine, rolling around several times without any fixing measures, and broke his own neck.

When Jason and Thomson pulled his body out, one of the foursome rushed over and pushed Thompson like crazy. The woman said that the dead man was her brother, and she wanted to go with all her teeth. Gouge Thompson's eyes.

Jason hurriedly pulled her away, but the group of onlookers rushed up again, surrounded the two of them, and punched and kicked them. Because Thompson's car drove out in time, the bomb did not hit the homeless man in the car. , no one knows whether anyone died in this explosion.

Although Jason and Thompson were very strong, they could not be the opponents of more than a dozen people, especially since they had just been hit by a car and were now unable to stand up. They could only lie there holding their heads and being beaten.

Fortunately, other people also knew that the deal was done. It was useless to beat these people now. It was better to quickly pick a good place for yourself and your family and pray that the bomb would not explode here.

After everyone dispersed, Jason and Thompson slowly got up from the ground. They were obviously unable to walk. Thompson's legs were injured in the car, and Jason's arms were also unable to move. The least injured were Peter ran over and helped the two of them, but he could only help them walk.

The clown reappeared on the TV screen and announced a desperate news. The good news is that no one died in the explosion. The bad news is that the location of the sixth bomb will not be announced.

Peter and the three of them hid.

Obviously, people in the nearby neighborhood regarded them as the culprits, because if they didn't save those damn homeless people, many people would have escaped before the sixth bomb exploded, but now it is clear that nothing has happened Hope.

And they faced a more desperate situation. The group of people who were fighting against them told the story, and everyone, especially those who had not experienced the explosion and might be the target of the sixth bomb, went crazy. As if searching for them.

People have completely forgotten that the ferocious clown who appeared on TV started a witch-hunting movement in the new century. They just want to make this group of meddlesome people pay the price of blood for putting them in danger.

What's even scarier is that someone has seen their faces and can describe their features, and those former neighbors know where their families are.

Jason knew that they had to go back, but the consequence of going back might be that they and their families were killed by a completely crazy mob. With such hesitation, they missed their last chance.

The sixth bomb exploded in an overcrowded community. Almost no one could escape, and many exiles who had just arrived from the previous area were also killed.

The damage is so heavy that no one dares to look directly at it, and the final madness comes when the Joker declares that the locations of all bombs will not be revealed in the future.

Of course, all of this was blamed on Peter and the three of them, because they were the ones who caused one part of the serial bombings to go wrong. No one wanted to mess with the scary clowns, they just wanted to vent on the weaker ones.

Eventually, a group of thugs found a group of exiles who had escaped from Peter's community and threatened the residents with guns to reveal the location of their families.

Peter and Jason's family members didn't hide at all, because they didn't know that the thugs outside were looking for their husbands, so they were rushed into the house unprepared.

The wives and children of the two men, as well as Thompson's wife and daughter, were taken to the street, and the leading mob prepared to execute them in the square.

Of course, Peter, Jason and Thompson couldn't just sit idly by. They had already arrived nearby and saw the leader of the mob tying up their family members and trying to tie them to the stake. Thompson was the first to hold back and roared. rushed out.

But he was just a slightly strong ordinary person. As soon as he rushed out, of course he was pinned down, and the positions of Peter and Jason were exposed, so that they were also caught.

The three people were pushed to the ground. The leader of the mob, wearing a hood, walked back and forth in front of them, holding a crowbar in his hand and laughing.

"Keep hiding." The mob leader snorted and said, "You have the ability to do such a thing but don't have the ability to admit it?!"

"What have we done?" Peter struggled continuously and gritted his teeth and said, "We just want to save people, we just don't want to watch innocent people die!"

"Then have you considered the consequences?!" The mob leader raised his voice and said, "Didn't you consider the rules of the game before rescuing people? Don't you know what the consequences will be if you do this?! All the people in the Luz community died. Everyone will be blamed on you!”

Jason pursed his lips and remained silent. When he saw from the newspaper that almost everyone in the entire neighborhood had been wiped out, he could no longer say anything.

Suddenly a figure rushed out from the crowd. He stared at the pudgy mob leader and said, "It's not their fault that they want to save people! It never was!"

The mob leader saw those bright blue eyes. The man in front of him was still tall, but no longer burly. His hair and beard were very long, and his clothes were not bright. He looked like a sloppy tramp.

And I don’t know why, but he is very weak. Although he speaks in a roaring tone, he is short of breath, giving people the feeling that he can be knocked down by a gust of wind.

"What did you say?!" The mob leader stepped forward, looked at the man and said, "He killed so many people just to save a few worthless homeless people, and you actually said they were right?!"

"I said it was true that they wanted to save people." The man said every word, while looking at the crowd.

At this time, the entire square was surrounded by many people, and the man's vision stopped on one of them. That was Batman, the Batman he was familiar with.

But he just stood there, not opposite his old enemy the clown, not in front of his children, not standing on the heights or in the shadows where he usually stood, he was standing among this group of ordinary people who were catching wind and shadow. People.

Batman saw deep disappointment in Clark's eyes.

But he didn't dare to go out. How could he go out? He knew that once he got out, Jason would remember everything.

In other words, Jason has not completely forgotten everything. The nightmare is hovering above his head. Once a bat rushes out of the night, the long-lost dark clouds will come again.

Batman now just wants to rescue Jason and his family silently and without revealing his true identity, calm everything down, and let them return to the peaceful life in their dreams.

Instead of popping up, playing Jason's savior again, and sending him to hell again.

"Their only fault is that they don't have the ability." Clark half-knelt on the ground, looked up at the sinister eyes of the mob leader above and said, "They didn't stick to their beliefs from beginning to end, and they didn't work for this for ten years. Have faith to hone your abilities.”

"So much so that they were able to save a few people, but they couldn't save most or all of them. They gave up too early and were too weak. That was their only mistake.'

"And it is not a mistake any time they are unable to remain indifferent to the suffering of their fellow humans. This is the instinct that you rely on to survive today. To deny this instinct is to deny humanity itself."

Clark looked back at a few people, lowered his eyes and said: "If they want to be a hero, then they should put in all their efforts to become strong enough and do their best, instead of sacrificing one group of people for the safety of another. , but that everyone may be saved.”

"But that's just not possible, is it?" said the mob leader.

"No, at least they have to uphold this belief and work hard for it, and I once knew a person who did it almost perfectly." Clark's eyes still stayed on Batman's face, and he said: "He knows he can't do it. He has been suffering from this, but he has never given up."

"Then this is a lunatic!"

"He is a lunatic." Clark said: "When you look at it from the perspective of a bystander, it is true, but if you become him one day, you will understand that you can persist in this belief for decades and hone yourself. , What a great thing it is to break through all impossibilities, and what a great hero he is.”

"So what? These bastards have killed so many people. We must judge them so that those who deserve to die can die."

"No one deserves to die." Clark looked at him and said, "They will be saved, all of them."

"This is impossible……"

Clark's eyes suddenly began to glow, and the entire dream space began to tremble. He looked up and looked through the layers of cosmic barriers. The hole in the sewer spewed bright light and became bigger and bigger.

Clark from the main universe, who was guarding the bodies of Batman and Superman, looked at Superman's shaking arms in shock. He was holding the colorful kryptonite ring in his hand.

But it was clear that his soul was not here now, and there was nothing Superman could do with the kryptonite, but the unconscious body was shaking more and more violently.

The muscles on the arm began to become congested with blood, and the hand holding the kryptonite ring pressed harder and harder...

Clark opened his eyes in shock and rushed over, and what was reflected in his blue eyes was a wisp of kryptonite powder that suddenly leaked out from between his fingers.

Superman in the dream world suddenly flew up, and a laser beam burned the torture rack to ashes. He circled in the air, picked up the tied woman and child, and placed them on the roof of the building next to them.

Then it soared into the sky, its blue eyes flashing with red light scanned the surroundings, and several laser beams were shot out. The bombs buried in the city turned into fly ash before they could be detonated.

The three Peters were stunned by this series of changes. It wasn't until everyone fled in panic and one of the figures froze in place that Jason saw that familiar face.

Batman...

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared behind Batman. At the end of the hurried crowd, a black gun was aimed at Batman's body.

boom! boom! boom!

Batman fell down in Jason's shocked eyes. When Jason looked up, he saw his long-standing nightmare, the eternal dark cloud of Gotham - the Joker.