1novels Chapter 23 Moon 23
Chapter 23 Moon 23
[Current city: Gotham (a bustling city that develops rapidly, feasts and feasts, but is as dark as silt. The class gap is difficult to bridge, so there must be hatred in the dark. This may become the best breeding ground for cultivating faith)]
[City Comprehensive Belief Index: E (the lowest level, the city's acceptance of extraordinary existence is still extremely low, once there is a miracle beyond their cognition, it will inevitably cause terrible consequences that are irreversible)]
[Number of believers: 381 (only a little bit better than none at all, but if you start a tall building on the ground, no matter how long the road is, you have to go step by step)]
……
In the past week, the number of believers has successfully quadrupled.
[Congratulations, Mr. Hawthorne. 】
Hawthorne: "...Well, it's barely okay."
In fact, since the Eye of the Secret Star has become a fully automatic wishing machine, basically small wishes can be automatically fulfilled.For minor ailments, minor ailments, urgent needs, etc., basically, it is rational with one hand and miracles with the other hand, with clearly marked prices and no deceit.Therefore, the belief in the Eye of the Secret Star spread quickly among the people at the bottom. If it wasn't for Hawthorne's intentional restraint, it might have already formed a prairie fire.
For a wish that is a little more troublesome, you need the help of the Secret Star Church, and for a more troublesome wish, you need the Star Nest to dispatch.
However, there are very few wishes that require Star Nest to take action.What really made Hawthorn feel a little troublesome was the incident with Benjamin Wick last time.
Although Benjamin's own job has been settled, he will not be squeezed out to the point of starvation in this city, but he is still an insider of Black Mask's tax evasion, and Black Mask still has the motive to silence him.
For this reason, Hawthorne has been paying attention to Benjamin's personal safety.As long as that side dares to strike first, he will have a reason to fight back.
……
Benjamin has been living a pretty good life recently.
Since being hired by the Wayne Group, his salary has risen, not to mention, he has been able to work with ease, and he no longer has the discomfort he felt when working at Falcone and Black Mask.
At least... the company's bills are all correct, and there is no tax evasion.
And get to get off work on time.
Benjamin, who got off work on time, walked on the road humming a ditty, preparing to pray in a church not far away.He knew very well in his heart that he was able to have the present life thanks to whom, and his belief in the Eye of the Secret Star was unshakable.
However, before he took a few steps, a black car suddenly appeared in front of him.
The car was completely in the way of Benjamin, quite unqualified and wicked.Benjamin froze for a moment, and was about to make a detour when he saw the car open the dark door in front of him.
At this moment, Benjamin's radar as a Gotham man started to work, and his inner alarm bells rang out. Before he could call for help, he felt a strong force coming from behind him, pushing him directly into the car.
The people in the car immediately covered his head to prevent him from making a sound, the door was closed behind him, and the black car drove away in a grand manner.
……
I don't know how long it took before the car stopped, and Benjamin was kicked down.He still had a black hood on his head, which was tightly strung around his neck. He rolled on the ground twice, trying to take the hood off, but in the end he was hit by two sticks from nowhere, and it hurt. screamed.
His hood was quickly and roughly ripped off, and a masked figure was pulling his hair and forcing him to look up.
Benjamin opened his eyes and glanced around, and found that there were more than a dozen people standing here, each wearing various masks, and all of them were holding weapons, some of which were even quite hideous and terrifying. He knew how bloody and bloody it would be when those things hit him.
Benjamin struggled instinctively, but ended up being punched in the face, and he felt his teeth were loose.
"Mr. Vic, I didn't expect you to go to the Wayne Group to take refuge with your eyes and hands?" One of the masked people said with a smile.
As soon as Benjamin heard the voice, he knew that it was his department head.
"Then there's nothing we can do. Originally, we hoped that you wouldn't find another family and come to be our dog obediently, but you insisted on running...then we can only shut you up forever."
At this moment, the desire to survive has overcome everything, Benjamin shouted: "I didn't take that evidence, you know it! Without that evidence, I can't do anything!"
"I think you don't understand at all, dear Mr. Vic." The department head swung the crowbar in his hand and said with a smile: "It's really amazing that there is such a capable and informed person like you. People can't sleep well at night. For the quality of our sleep, I can only ask you... to sleep forever."
Benjamin's eyes widened.
He never expected that it was his outstanding ability that brought him disaster. As long as he is still alive, there is a risk of biting back at his old club at any time.
That's Black Mask's motivation for wanting to kill him.
"No, don't... Please, I still have children at home..." Benjamin watched the masked people getting closer and closer, and the panic in his heart became more intense. No one can hold back when death comes. Rational, he could only struggle and beg: "I beg you, I can do whatever you want, please!"
"Oh, yes...you still have a wife and children." The department head said with a smile, "I should bring them here to accompany you, shouldn't I?"
When thinking of the cruel and tyrannical style of the Masquerade Society, Benjamin couldn't help feeling extremely desperate.
They even... don't they even let their family members go!
Seeing that those terrible weapons were about to fall on him, he closed his eyes in despair, desperately began to recite the honorable name of the god he believed in.
"Sculpting with the pen of civilization, observing the universe..."
Unexpectedly, as soon as he said the words, he was punched firmly in the face.
"What are you muttering about!" said the masked man who grabbed his hair.
"Wait, wait a minute." The head of the department said suddenly, "It's interesting, you are also a believer in the cult that suddenly sprang up recently... Hahahaha, I thought you were a smart person, but you still believe in such things , you still want to pray to God and worship Buddha when you are about to die?"
As soon as the sarcasm came out, all the people wearing masks burst out laughing, full of sarcasm.
Benjamin wanted to continue reciting the god's honorable name, but he found in despair that the muscles on his face were no longer in control.
Either because of the severe pain, or because the injury was too serious, his tongue couldn't follow his instructions, and he couldn't say the second half of the honorable name at all.
If he couldn't finish reciting the honorable name of the Eye of the Secret Star, maybe he wouldn't be able to notice himself?
Is he going to die here?
My wife, Melissa, my daughter, Angelina... Dad, I'm sorry...
At this moment when Benjamin was completely hopeless, he suddenly felt a black shadow flash in front of him, and the person who was holding his hair screamed and fell to the ground!
When Benjamin regained his freedom, he fell to the ground completely exhausted, subconsciously backed up a few steps, and then remembered to see who saved him——
The black cloak fluttered against the wind blowing from the port of Gotham, like the falling night, with a cold and strange aura.
The figure that came suddenly stood in front of him, his cold eyes fixed on the dozen or so members of the Masquerade Club who were wearing masks and holding dangerous weapons.His small figure blocked those terrifying masks, like an impenetrable barrier.
He stood silently in front of Benjamin, his black hood covering his entire face, and the corners of his clothes fluttered gently with the biting night wind.
Everyone was stunned.
The head of the department said subconsciously: "Fantasy, a miniature version of Batman?"
Everyone was dumbfounded, especially the people from the Masquerade Club, after realizing it, they all burst into laughter——
"Where did this kid want to imitate a bat to be a vigilante?"
"Hahaha I laughed so hard, do you want to catch a sparrow first to be your Robin?"
"The kid stole the curtain and put it on, mom is going to spank her ass~"
Everyone laughed wildly, only the head of the department who had a bit of a brain realized the problem.He looked at the person who was instantly knocked down by that little samurai, and for some reason, a strong sense of anxiety and fear rose in his heart.
This feeling came quickly and inexplicably, as if the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped several degrees, which made people shudder.
His feelings came true quickly.
I saw the little samurai stretch out his hand hidden in the black cloak, that little hand was pale and thin, not like a child's hand at all.Afterwards, he lightly grasped it in the void, and out of nowhere, he pulled out a slender and bright long knife out of thin air.
The knife was like a cold and biting white lightning splitting from the night sky. Even at such a long distance, people could still feel its sharpness and the accompanying extreme sense of threat.
The silent warrior looked up at his prey.
There seemed to be nothing under the cloak that covered his entire face.
At the moment of being stared at by him, everyone's movements stopped.
Their thinking seems to be pulled into a black hole suddenly, and the time is infinitely stretched. Even the simplest thought seems to take a long time to react.And what blocked their thinking was a strange sense of fear that came from nowhere.
That feeling is like being stared at by an unknown huge beast hiding in the dark, as if the soul has been frozen.
The samurai didn't say a word, his movements seemed to be slow, but it was completely unresponsive.He flicked his wrist lightly, and the tip of the knife slanted downwards. The movement was elegant and clean, but it was also full of killing intent.
In the next second, he turned into a black lightning and rushed out——
The lights of the sword formed a bright streak, like a galaxy pouring across the twilight of Gotham.
——Blood spattered.
The cold knife light is not stained with any filth, leaving only the enemies who fell to the ground screaming.
This moment has almost become a cruel and violent aesthetic picture, which is infinitely slowed down in Benjamin's eyes.
The whole world seemed to be caught in slow motion, frozen into eternity in his wide-open eyes.
"Are you okay?" He suddenly heard someone say beside him.
Benjamin stared blankly at the man.
He saw a beautiful boy standing beside him, bent down and stretched out his hand towards him.
"My name is Messenger." The young man showed him a sunny smile, "He is called Samurai. We are here to help you in response to the call of the believers."