Marvel's The Dark Knight Rises

Chapter 2 I Come From the Darkness

The dim lights illuminated the alley, which seemed to be covered with a layer of black and gray, and the rain continued. In the alley, except for the sound of raindrops hitting the ground and the old iron windows, there was only the unbridled shouting from the dark part of the alley from time to time. Night came again.

"Hank! Don't you like to run? Huh?"

A rough voice sounded, and then, a thin figure staggered and fell in a corner full of stagnant water. The expression of gloom and fear kept changing on the thin man's face. He looked desperately at the people in front of him. The strong and fierce man kept pushing his body into the corner, as if this would bring him some "comfort".

"Listen, you dirty bastard!"

A two-meter-tall strong man with a hideous skull tattooed on his arm lifted the thin boy named "Hank" from the ground with one hand, stared at him with disdain and disgust and said, "Dare you swallow our goods? You bastard! Do you know how much money I lost because of you? The boss said, I will make up for the loss! You bug!"

After all, the strong man slammed Hank back to the ground!Hank was lying on the ground, hunched over like a shrimp, his face was pale in pain, his mouth was open and he was panting hoarsely, apparently he had been severely beaten.

The already crowded alley has been blocked by a few strong men at this time, Hank is struggling to breathe the bloody air, looking up at the sky with only a small space above him, but the cold raindrops are constantly falling Hit him in the face, on his body.

This is a country that advertises "freedom and security", but its "freedom and security" will never belong to these nights.

Chaos, violence, the law of the jungle, and countless dark transactions are the main theme of this block, this city, and this country's dark night.

Perhaps decades later, the situation here will be better, but now, in this country in the 20s, the dark night is used to eating people.

"If it weren't for those goddamn police shows and stricter investigations recently, I really want to smash your head with my beloved shotgun! Bedbug Hank! If you eat my stuff, you will never get out of Brooklyn alive !"

The strong man took a rusty iron rod about one meter long from someone else, stomped Hank on the ground with his feet with a gloomy face, glanced at it, and raised the iron rod in his hand high. stick.

Hank seemed to know what was going to happen next, he kept digging his hands on the ground, as if trying to break free from the strong man, but his body was firmly trampled, unable to move, a trace of flushing flooded his face , The trembling lips made an unknown "giggle" sound.

"Time to send you to God, bug!"

There was a flash of hostility on the strong man's face, and he swung his hand holding the iron bar down fiercely. There was a sound of piercing through the air, and the next scene seemed to be a scene like a watermelon bursting open and the contents of the melon splashing everywhere.

"You want to judge him?"

A deep and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the alley, and at the same time, the iron rod in the strong man's hand was also knocked away by an unknown object just as it was about to hit Hank's head!But after knocking the iron rod away, the force of the artifact remained undiminished, and in the end it was embedded straight into the wall in front of everyone!
Under the gray light, several strong men looked at the scene in front of them in amazement. The strong man holding the iron rod was even more furious. He took a step forward and tore off the thing embedded in the wall with his hands. , but after seeing that thing clearly, the dirty words that were about to burst out of his mouth were suddenly suppressed by him!

The brawny man blushed, panting heavily, and the expression on his face was really pretty, with expressions of doubt, fear, panic, disbelief, and pretending to be calm flashing one by one.

"Perhaps, it is you who should be judged first!"

The thick and deep voice appeared again, the strong man shook his body, and the group of usually rough and arrogant people behind him became even more unbearable after seeing the utensils in his hands, and two of them directly Throwing down the knife and stick in his hand, he turned and ran towards the alley!
But before they took two steps, two black artifacts shot out from above the alley and sank straight into their backs!

"Ahhhh!!!!!!"

The shrill screams sounded in the alley, and the two fleeing people were lying on the ground at this moment, howling and slowly continuing to crawl towards the entrance of the alley, making the remaining strong men shudder, and the one who called Hank's people, however, took the opportunity to get up from the ground, and then retreated into a dark corner, watching the weird scene in front of them with trembling lips.

"Boom boom~"

The sound of thunder seemed to be exploding in the ear, and the dark world was split into light for a moment. Those strong men who were usually vicious at this time were like a mouse encountering a hungry cat. They raised their heads and saw In the direction where the black object flew, I only saw a "person" wrapped in a black cloak and with two black "sharp horns" on his head standing on the old tall building, using a cold Eyes fixed on them.

"That, that devil! It's that devil!!!"

One of the burly men widened his glasses, stretched out his finger tremblingly and pointed at the top of the tall building, and screamed hysterically, no longer the arrogance and violence that surrounded Hank just now.

And the "devil" waved his pure black cloak, as if he had spread his own wings, and jumped straight down from the roof of the building that was six or seven meters high.
Hank huddled in the corner, watching the "demon" pounce on the group of strong men, and wanted to run, but found that he seemed to be discouraged from top to bottom, without a trace of strength, hiding and hiding all day long, plus After being intimidated just now and the fright he encountered at this time, Hank finally tilted his head simply and passed out directly.

While he was in a trance, the last sentence he heard was the hoarse whisper of the "devil": "After cleaning you up, I can finally rest for a while.
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"In other words, you just glanced at it, but didn't see the person's face clearly?"

"I, I didn't see clearly, he seemed to be wearing a mask"

"Please try to describe it more specifically? What does the mask he wears look like?"

"Like, like a demon! Pointy horns and wings"

"Like a bat?"

"Yes! To a bat! Like a bat!"

Colin looked at the incoherent guy named Hank in front of him, frowned, winked at the colleague beside him, closed his notebook, got up and walked out of the interrogation room.

"What? Did you come up with something?"

Colin looked at the colleagues who surrounded him curiously, shook his head silently, opened his notebook, and showed them.

"A bat again? Is this the first 'witness' to provide the same testimony? Could it be that they really encountered the devil?"

Colin turned his head and glanced at Hank who was still panicked in the interrogation room, raised his brows, and said to himself, "Maybe, but even if he is really a devil, I believe that he won't be." You're on the side of evil, Pym, how are those bastards last night?"

A potbellied policeman heard Colin's question and hurriedly answered: "Two died from excessive blood loss, and the rest of them had their hands and feet broken, my God. And, on them."

Colin looked at the stammering fat Pym, thought for a while, and then said: "They also have that sentence and the mark of the bat branded on their chests?"

Pim swallowed, and nodded vigorously.

Colin sighed softly, and took out a pure black bat dart from his pocket. Even though the morning light shone warmly on everyone through the window at this moment, seeing the appearance of this bat dart, everyone was still shocked. I couldn't help but shuddered.

Colin looked carefully at this mysterious dart that first appeared in Brooklyn half a year ago and was finally picked up by him.

That's him, when he went out to the police half a year ago, he pulled it out from the chest of a serial murderer!
And when they found him, his body had gone cold.

Under the morning light, Colin turned the bat dart over, and a line of handwriting engraved on the dart, which he had read hundreds of times, caught his eyes again.

"I come from darkness!"

Colin looked at the dart with a complicated expression, and in front of him, through the window, was the bustling Brooklyn area shrouded in sunlight!
This is the most populous area in New York today, and it is also the area with the highest crime rate in the United States. It is known as the original place of chaos, dirty, sin and darkness!

"Oh, Brooklyn, what a glamorous name, what a glamorous day. Can you see it too? Here, it's completely rotten."

Colin muttered to himself, squeezing the hand of the bat dart, but it became more and more forceful.

"Sell newspapers! Ladies and gentlemen, today's headlines! The Munich Agreement was signed on September 1938, 9. Prime Minister Chamberlain declared: 'I have brought peace for a whole generation!'."

(End of this chapter)