Marvel's The Dark Knight Rises
Chapter 79 Join forces?
Chapter 79 Join forces?
"You're scared, Remy Loeb."
"I am your fear."
"No!"
Waking up suddenly from his coma, his chest kept heaving, and the slight pain in the back of his head reminded him of the blow he had suffered before he fell into a coma. After taking a deep breath, Remi Lebo slowly sat up from the bed.
This was an ordinary room, like most of the guest rooms he had lived in, with brief and clean furnishings, and his clothes, sticks, were casually placed on the sofa by the window.
Looking around, shaking his head, throwing out those nightmare-like whispers in his head, Remi Loeb carefully got off the bed and reached for his clothes.
"Look at that man, Bradley, he's still useful to me, are you awake? I thought I was a little too aggressive. Come out and have breakfast, 'Mr. Cards'."
While Bruce was talking into the headset, he pushed open the door of the room where Remi Loeb was, and walked in. He saw Remi Loeb holding his clothes in a daze, and Bruce stayed in the room. He paused for a second, then waved his hand casually, and exited the door again, as if there was something important to explain, and he was not at all worried that Remi Loeb would take the opportunity to leave.
But after a short period of embarrassment, seeing Bruce leave, Remy Loeb quickly put on his clothes, and walked towards the window with a stick. Bruce may not have any malice towards him, after all, he is still alive now wake up.
But he only slightly reduced his hostility towards Bruce. You know, after he was knocked out of combat power by Bruce's punch, Bruce was not very polite, and in the end he was knocked unconscious with a knife in his hand!
For a person like him who is very confident in his fighting ability, this is definitely a complete "shame". In addition, he doesn't like to be restrained by others. It seems that it is not worthwhile to stay or leave. Multiple choice questions for him to think about.
Looking back at the door for the last time, Remy Loeb reached out to push the broken glass window without hesitation.
"By the way, this window has been sealed by me from the outside with steel bars. Believe me, I will put you in bed again before you make any noise~ Talk to me, Remy, we are not enemies , Of course, the premise is that you have to be obedient."
A note with the above content is pasted in the middle of the glass window, and the signature on the back of the note is a bat drawn with a pen. Looking at this "warning" note, Remi Loeb pulled an ugly smile on his face, hesitated for a while, and finally withdrew his hand, turned and walked out the door.
"You made a wise choice, at least, we don't have to fight again."
Listening to the footsteps coming towards him, Bruce continued to read the newspaper without looking up, and at the same time chewed the steak in his mouth, speaking indifferently, but the two huge pistols and some bat darts he had on hand did not reflect at all. The "casual" in his tone came.
The corners of his mouth twitched a little, Remy Loeb seemed to resign himself to his fate, sat across from Bruce, picked up a fork, and ate the freshly fried steak on the table, without opening his mouth, Bruce saw this, smiled and withdrew After getting off the morning newspaper on the table, he raised his head slightly, "Cooperation."
Remi Loeb's hands froze, and he looked at Bruce meaningfully, "For what, why?"
Bruce leaned back comfortably on the sofa, his eyes fixed on Remi Loeb, "Strike and his island, for some of my interests, and for your own."
Remi Loeb was taken aback for a moment, then as if hearing a bad joke, a joking smile appeared on his face, he shook his head, and looked at Bruce as if he was looking at a madman, "Listen, sir, I I don’t know why you know me, and I don’t even want to know why you came to me. I don’t know what Stryker, I don’t know what isle! I also advise you not to look for these non-existent things”
"You are still afraid." Bruce interrupted Remi Loeb's taunt, he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he could see his heart through Remi Loeb's twinkling eyes, "Are you afraid of being caught there?" After the small island, what you saw and experienced, you are even more afraid of Stryker's pursuit again, and you are afraid of becoming his test product."
Just because of this sentence, Remy Loeb changed his momentum. He frowned tightly, as if his muscles were tensed. He was no longer joking and casual just now, and his sharp eyes fixed on Bruce, who was still calm. "What did you say! Also, how do you know!"
Bruce didn't immediately answer Remy Loeb, whose eyes kept flashing red, crossed his hands on the table, pondered for a moment, and then continued: "How I know, it doesn't matter, Remy, the important thing is I can resolve your current concerns and the doom that is about to befall you mutants."
Remi Loeb stared at Bruce seriously. After a long while, he shook his head, picked up the stick on the side, and got up without hesitation and walked towards the gate.
And this "soldiers first, rituals later" negotiation is about to break up unhappy.
"Strike has accelerated the progress of the experiment. They are hunting down and killing mutants. Your compatriots, I don't believe you know nothing about it. It's time to rebel, "Gambit"! My target is Shi Trek and his experimental island, so we have the same enemy! Let's cooperate, I will help you complete revenge, and bring you a life that is no longer threatened!"
The movement of pulling the doorknob stopped, Remi Loeb turned his head, expressionless on the side face, "Us? Oh, mutants are scattered all over the world, even if you can find them all, how do you unite them? Do you think no one has done this over the years? Do you think no one has resisted Stryker?! Joke"
"So, be the hope of those mutants, even if this hope is insignificant." Bruce stood up slowly, and looked at Remi Loeb calmly, "Even if you don't want to wade into this muddy water, even if, You don't want to join my team, Remy, just like you became the savior of those children in the orphanage, become the hope of mutants, let's cooperate and ignite this fire of revenge again, how about it?"
After Bruce finished speaking, he looked at Remy Loeb's motionless body and knew the hesitation in his heart. After all, he had personally experienced the power that Stryker possessed, and he didn't know how much he had suffered before he learned from the pair of mutants. Escaping from a prison is like hell for humans, but if it were me, I would certainly not rashly accept the decision to counterattack.
"Just escaping, you can never overcome the fear in your heart, Remy." Bruce's voice was low and full of strength, and he walked to Remi Loeb's side, instead of looking at the entangled emotions on his face, he stood up for him Open the door, "The only way to overcome fear is to become fear itself. Gambit, are you willing to become Stryker's nightmare with me?"
The wind in the morning was still a little cool, and the rising sun sprinkled the sunlight on Remi Lebo's body, seeming to wash away the dark memories welling up in his heart.
"I'll be back tonight. I hope you'll still be here by then." Bruce patted Remi Lebo on the shoulder, said nothing more, and then strode out of the rented apartment first, facing the rising sun. Going in the direction, the tall figure under the black windbreaker was tall and straight and silent. Remi Lebo stared at it for a moment, but was slightly absent-minded.
"Becoming Fear, Itself"
(End of this chapter)
"You're scared, Remy Loeb."
"I am your fear."
"No!"
Waking up suddenly from his coma, his chest kept heaving, and the slight pain in the back of his head reminded him of the blow he had suffered before he fell into a coma. After taking a deep breath, Remi Lebo slowly sat up from the bed.
This was an ordinary room, like most of the guest rooms he had lived in, with brief and clean furnishings, and his clothes, sticks, were casually placed on the sofa by the window.
Looking around, shaking his head, throwing out those nightmare-like whispers in his head, Remi Loeb carefully got off the bed and reached for his clothes.
"Look at that man, Bradley, he's still useful to me, are you awake? I thought I was a little too aggressive. Come out and have breakfast, 'Mr. Cards'."
While Bruce was talking into the headset, he pushed open the door of the room where Remi Loeb was, and walked in. He saw Remi Loeb holding his clothes in a daze, and Bruce stayed in the room. He paused for a second, then waved his hand casually, and exited the door again, as if there was something important to explain, and he was not at all worried that Remi Loeb would take the opportunity to leave.
But after a short period of embarrassment, seeing Bruce leave, Remy Loeb quickly put on his clothes, and walked towards the window with a stick. Bruce may not have any malice towards him, after all, he is still alive now wake up.
But he only slightly reduced his hostility towards Bruce. You know, after he was knocked out of combat power by Bruce's punch, Bruce was not very polite, and in the end he was knocked unconscious with a knife in his hand!
For a person like him who is very confident in his fighting ability, this is definitely a complete "shame". In addition, he doesn't like to be restrained by others. It seems that it is not worthwhile to stay or leave. Multiple choice questions for him to think about.
Looking back at the door for the last time, Remy Loeb reached out to push the broken glass window without hesitation.
"By the way, this window has been sealed by me from the outside with steel bars. Believe me, I will put you in bed again before you make any noise~ Talk to me, Remy, we are not enemies , Of course, the premise is that you have to be obedient."
A note with the above content is pasted in the middle of the glass window, and the signature on the back of the note is a bat drawn with a pen. Looking at this "warning" note, Remi Loeb pulled an ugly smile on his face, hesitated for a while, and finally withdrew his hand, turned and walked out the door.
"You made a wise choice, at least, we don't have to fight again."
Listening to the footsteps coming towards him, Bruce continued to read the newspaper without looking up, and at the same time chewed the steak in his mouth, speaking indifferently, but the two huge pistols and some bat darts he had on hand did not reflect at all. The "casual" in his tone came.
The corners of his mouth twitched a little, Remy Loeb seemed to resign himself to his fate, sat across from Bruce, picked up a fork, and ate the freshly fried steak on the table, without opening his mouth, Bruce saw this, smiled and withdrew After getting off the morning newspaper on the table, he raised his head slightly, "Cooperation."
Remi Loeb's hands froze, and he looked at Bruce meaningfully, "For what, why?"
Bruce leaned back comfortably on the sofa, his eyes fixed on Remi Loeb, "Strike and his island, for some of my interests, and for your own."
Remi Loeb was taken aback for a moment, then as if hearing a bad joke, a joking smile appeared on his face, he shook his head, and looked at Bruce as if he was looking at a madman, "Listen, sir, I I don’t know why you know me, and I don’t even want to know why you came to me. I don’t know what Stryker, I don’t know what isle! I also advise you not to look for these non-existent things”
"You are still afraid." Bruce interrupted Remi Loeb's taunt, he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he could see his heart through Remi Loeb's twinkling eyes, "Are you afraid of being caught there?" After the small island, what you saw and experienced, you are even more afraid of Stryker's pursuit again, and you are afraid of becoming his test product."
Just because of this sentence, Remy Loeb changed his momentum. He frowned tightly, as if his muscles were tensed. He was no longer joking and casual just now, and his sharp eyes fixed on Bruce, who was still calm. "What did you say! Also, how do you know!"
Bruce didn't immediately answer Remy Loeb, whose eyes kept flashing red, crossed his hands on the table, pondered for a moment, and then continued: "How I know, it doesn't matter, Remy, the important thing is I can resolve your current concerns and the doom that is about to befall you mutants."
Remi Loeb stared at Bruce seriously. After a long while, he shook his head, picked up the stick on the side, and got up without hesitation and walked towards the gate.
And this "soldiers first, rituals later" negotiation is about to break up unhappy.
"Strike has accelerated the progress of the experiment. They are hunting down and killing mutants. Your compatriots, I don't believe you know nothing about it. It's time to rebel, "Gambit"! My target is Shi Trek and his experimental island, so we have the same enemy! Let's cooperate, I will help you complete revenge, and bring you a life that is no longer threatened!"
The movement of pulling the doorknob stopped, Remi Loeb turned his head, expressionless on the side face, "Us? Oh, mutants are scattered all over the world, even if you can find them all, how do you unite them? Do you think no one has done this over the years? Do you think no one has resisted Stryker?! Joke"
"So, be the hope of those mutants, even if this hope is insignificant." Bruce stood up slowly, and looked at Remi Loeb calmly, "Even if you don't want to wade into this muddy water, even if, You don't want to join my team, Remy, just like you became the savior of those children in the orphanage, become the hope of mutants, let's cooperate and ignite this fire of revenge again, how about it?"
After Bruce finished speaking, he looked at Remy Loeb's motionless body and knew the hesitation in his heart. After all, he had personally experienced the power that Stryker possessed, and he didn't know how much he had suffered before he learned from the pair of mutants. Escaping from a prison is like hell for humans, but if it were me, I would certainly not rashly accept the decision to counterattack.
"Just escaping, you can never overcome the fear in your heart, Remy." Bruce's voice was low and full of strength, and he walked to Remi Loeb's side, instead of looking at the entangled emotions on his face, he stood up for him Open the door, "The only way to overcome fear is to become fear itself. Gambit, are you willing to become Stryker's nightmare with me?"
The wind in the morning was still a little cool, and the rising sun sprinkled the sunlight on Remi Lebo's body, seeming to wash away the dark memories welling up in his heart.
"I'll be back tonight. I hope you'll still be here by then." Bruce patted Remi Lebo on the shoulder, said nothing more, and then strode out of the rented apartment first, facing the rising sun. Going in the direction, the tall figure under the black windbreaker was tall and straight and silent. Remi Lebo stared at it for a moment, but was slightly absent-minded.
"Becoming Fear, Itself"
(End of this chapter)
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