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[0309] Not a hero

When you open the door, the east side of the city at four or five o'clock showed a slight light, and the summer sun will rise earlier.

This is also the time when the temperature difference between day and night in summer is relatively large.

"Take a deep breath."

Jiang Ye patted the fat man on the shoulder.

Jiang Ye found the little fat man from the place where he loaded the garbage behind the door.

The little fat man buried his head in the trash can, and then he escaped. Fortunately, the robbers did not focus on him.

And later the robbers had completely started a civil war, and pulled their guns and shot each other under the interference of ghost babies.

Hearing the words of the people around him, the fat man sucked in a big mouthful, and the early morning air filled his lungs, causing the lung lobes to expand.

Even because he was too strong and willing, he felt a little cold stinging pain in his nostrils and mouth, and his face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wiping the snot and tears on his face with his sleeves, the fat man lowered his head and whimpered in a low voice, not daring to look at Jiang Ye's face.

Compared to those robbers, Jiang Ye is undoubtedly even more terrifying now. He actually took down the entire robber's nest by just one person.

Now the little fat man hasn't come back to his senses, everything is so magical.

It was not until Jiang Ye patted his shoulder and let him take a deep breath that he felt the reality now.

"The morning in Getan City is pretty good." Jiang Ye looked up at the east of Getan City. The slightly warm light shone down from the sky, covering the entire city with a faint layer of light mist.

The little fat man shivered. He didn't know how to answer this person's words. Maybe he needed to say it, but he really didn't have the courage to say it.

He didn't see the scene in the house, it was a completely hell on earth, with broken limbs and broken arms, and blood flowing into a river. Even when he thinks about it now, he feels like vomiting.

"Are you waiting for the police here or going home directly?" Jiang Ye touched the layer of human skin mask on his face.

When the robber pointed at him with a gun, he changed himself a human skin mask with the independent wardrobe of the painted ghost, covering his original face.

If his real face was seen, Jiang Ye was not sure if he would let this fat man go, and he would probably not let him go so simply.

Maybe one will be left for the fat man to solve the problem.

In this way, the fat man became an accomplice. Even if he was coerced, he could not bear the charge of murder.

Moreover, this time it was obviously different from the last time the murderer driver he met. That time his methods were softer, unlike now, and he eliminated all evil and left no one.

Jiang Ye showed a faint smile on his face. If a yellow-faced man could pick up the gun and shoot with courage, he might have a chance to survive.

After all, Jiang Ye himself is very credible.

It’s a pity that people like him are not good people who really want to have fun games with others. What he wants is an interesting game. To put it bluntly, it’s just a test of courage.

“What is courage?”

Jiang Ye did not ask and answer.

As for how many bullets Jiang Ye finally put into the gun, only Jiang Ye himself knows.

The little fat man paused for a moment, but still didn't dare to look at Jiang Ye.

He was a little hesitant, but now he dared not go home alone. He could only pray that the police could come sooner and send him back.

The most important thing is that if he runs away, is it considered a escaping for fear of crime? Maybe there will be some misunderstandings in the future. If he catches the murderer back, then he will be unable to argue.

"Police...Police." The fat man said in a low voice.

Jiang Ye nodded slightly and walked towards the street with the ghost baby. The light from the sky was scattered, leaving the fat man with a thin but indestructible back.

"hero!"

"Thanks……"

The little fat man roared.

He didn't know why he called out, nor did he know why he called out heroes. Maybe it was just because he simply vented after being rescued, or they actually always longed for heroes.

At least it can reduce the crime rate in Getan City and prevent it from living in such a world.

Not to mention that he could save Getan, at least the hero in front of him saved him.

Jiang Ye's steps paused, and he touched the clown mask that appeared on his face. The red suit on his body reflected light in the sun.

Because of Jiang Ye's movements, the suit was stretched out, and there was only a very long shadow under the shadow of the light.

It is not the shadow of a bat, but the shadow of a human figure, hanging from behind Jiang Ye.

Under the glimmer of sunlight is a white clown mask, star-shaped eyeshadow, and the red smiling lips on the cheekbones.

"Gotham needs Batman, but song talk doesn't."

Maybe Gotham didn't need Batman at first, but there happened to be someone like that. He did not represent justice, but just used violence to fight violence and used powerful deterrence to intimidate other criminals.

Let them see clearly what the consequences of the crime are.

Either he was beaten up by Batman or sent to the prison full of talents.

That was Gotham, a publication of audio and video literature in Jiang Ye’s world. What he finally proposed was just a superhero who treats the symptoms but not the root cause. He used one person to save most people, and even this person suffered strong psychological trauma when he was a child.

As for why Jiang Ye said that "Song Talk" does not require Batman, of course, it means that Batman is not needed, that is, no other superheroes are needed either.

All of this is because of the nature of society. The world once proved that capitalism was not applicable to such an ancient country. It is also not applicable to the people now.

What we need is to walk out of our own path.

No one knows what the future path is like, so time can only be tested. Obviously, the time in that world once proved that that road was right.

The system may not apply, but the idea is applicable.

And now the player class is beginning to rise again, just like the former capitalism forced the landlord class to give way with guns and cannons. When the player's power is strong, the essence will also change.

The people never need any superhero that can save the people from fire and water. What the people need is order.

"hero?"

"This misunderstanding is too big." Jiang Ye laughed in silence.

It wasn't this word that made him laugh, nor was it because he was called a hero, but because he knew he was never a hero.

If he is to be more precise, he is the villain boss who should be chased by the decent hero.

Then tell the decent figure who was full of justice and ideals at the right time, "This world is not black or white, but a delicate gray."

Jiang Ye shook his head. He probably wouldn't say that he prefers to cut it directly.

Even if you don't cut it, you will play some games.

Of course, no one can say that, after all, I will always live the most annoying thing, and Jiang Ye is not sure if he will be so disgusted in the future.

He touched the white clown mask on his face and walked into the corner.

"I think I can help with order. After all, it's probably enough to copy all the things in class."
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