For the next few minutes on the road, Karl didn't speak. He just held Chen Guang's big hand and walked forward.

After a while, Chen Guang lowered his head and asked: "Karl, what are you thinking about?"

Karl shook his head and said: "I'm thinking, is the little money I gave him really enough for him to live on? It should only be able to buy some bread. Saving food can keep him from going hungry for a week at most. But Gotham

How can he stay warm when it's so cold? What should I do if I want to really help him?"

He raised his head and looked at his father in confusion: "Dad, can you tell me the answer?"

Chen Guang's expression softened, he picked up Karl again and walked towards his home which was not far away.

As he walked, he said slowly: "Karl, if you want to get the answer directly from me, then father can tell you. The simplest and most direct way is to ask me to buy a country and spread it all over the world.

Go find similar poor people, and then bring them all to the country I bought. All medical care, food, clothing, and heating will be provided free of charge."

Karl slowly opened his eyes, this answer was different from what he expected.

However, after thinking about it for a while, he raised his head solemnly and asked, "Father, are you willing to do this?"

Chen Guang laughed and said: "Of course I'm too lazy to do this, it's too troublesome. And when their survival needs are met, they will thank you profusely at first, and gradually, they will ask for more. Escalating from the need for bread

to cakes, upgrading from canned needs to just-butchered-enough-fresh-enough steaks.”

"Of course I can satisfy it, but people's desires are endless, and at the same time they are all kinds of strange, and everyone has their own needs. Even I am not confident that I can satisfy everyone's needs. What I usually do is just

It’s just about rescuing those whose lives are threatened from disasters.”

After hearing this, Karl's originally tangled face calmed down. There was determination on his little face. He looked at his father and said: "Then I don't want my father to do this! I can't let my father do this for the sake of other people's needs. You are not happy."

things."

Chen Guang couldn't help but laugh at his serious expression, and Karl also smiled happily, with a certain brilliance in his eyes: "You also said that when I grow up, I will have endless resources with the movement of my little finger.

and energy. I have decided! I will do this myself when I grow up and have the ability!"

Chen Guang looked at the little guy, was silent for a moment, and then said: "Father is proud of you. Karl, you have become an independent little man with such thoughts."

Just when Carl showed a happy face recognized by his father, "Bang!" a gunshot rang out, shattering the only street lamp in the alley.

The entire alley suddenly fell into darkness, and the next moment, a group of people armed with Thompson submachine guns or revolvers suddenly sprang out from all corners.

In the dark night, countless gun muzzles spit out raging tongues of fire. The scene in the alley was like a rapidly flashing slideshow, with endless bullets being poured on the father and son standing in the alley.

After a long time, the gunfire stopped.

The surrounding windows that were still lit with lights turned out one after another.

There was some movement in one of the windows, and a child's hand almost stretched out, but was quickly pulled back, followed by a woman's low-pitched scolding and slapping, and then the child's cry that could not be suppressed even though his mouth and nose were covered.

At another entrance to the alley, the door of a black vehicle parked was slowly pushed open.

Wes, his whole body covered in bandages, got out of the car.

It's just that he had to wear more plaster than the previous trauma. His left arm was broken by someone unknown, and it was hung around his neck with gauze. He even seemed to be blind in his eyes, and the injury was only sustained not long ago.

The gauze wrapped around his left eye was still soaked with blood.

His remaining right eye was bloodshot, and he couldn't help but reveal a ferocious and cruel smile as he looked into the dark alley. The flame of the cigar in his mouth flickered on and off in the dark alley.

"Provoking me? The mutant bastard without a mask will find out your home address in a matter of minutes. There are fifty bullets for a submachine gun. You should pick up another one and show it to me!"

Wes's anger was finally partially vented, but it wasn't enough. This fireman bastard was just the first one, and there was that damn death knell...

How dare he break his own arm and blind his own eyes!

Weiss thought of the mercenary who was sitting on the ground raising prices, and the blood all over his body rushed to his head.

But it doesn't matter, he is just a mercenary who is greedy for money. He just asks his friends for help, pretends to hire him to do a task, and then ambush dozens of gunmen like now.

So what about the world's number one killer? Can he be faster than a bullet? This is the 21st century! What kind of bullshit Lone Ranger? In front of a Thompson submachine gun, all living beings are equal!

"I got it, what next?"

A calm voice sounded, and the scene in Weiss's mind of how to kill Deathstroke was instantly interrupted, and for a moment, he even felt his heart stopped.

He stared at the figure in the alley with his one eye widened in disbelief.

"How...how is it possible..."

Weiss took a step back in horror. The gunmen and men surrounding him also looked at each other in disbelief.

Originally, they thought that this man died standing while protecting his son in his arms... and they secretly admired him in their hearts.

But who would have thought that in the dark field of vision that gradually became familiar to him... this man had a calm face and his whole body was unscathed!

My clothes are not in a fucking mess!!

All the bullets that were supposed to hit the opponent... all seemed to be suspended in time, floating in the air at least ten centimeters away from the opponent!!!

Chen Guang hugged the dumbfounded Carl, looked at Weiss, and said in a very disappointed tone: "That's it?"

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Chapter completed!