Chapter 8
Along with that horrific wound came not only painful and terrifying memories.
The red-haired boy carried her as if she was dead on his back in the rainy night, staggering around the dangerous streets of Gotham, knocking on the doors of clinics, and even knelt on the ground and begged the so-called doctors in tears to save her.
But he was beaten.
He almost got beaten as many times as he knocked on the door.
In the end, the young man dragged his injuries all over his body and protected her from the rain. He had no strength to go home anymore. His forehead was covered with cold rain, but it was surprisingly hot.
"Yuna..." He closed his eyes tightly. The boy with a high fever couldn't control his strength at all and could strangle people to death.
"Promise me that you will live..."
The girl, who originally had dull eyes like a doll, and whose heart was so weak that it almost stopped beating, moved her fingertips, and her unwavering pupils finally started to move, slowly moving in the direction of the boy.
"..." She moved her head and rubbed the boy's forehead.
good.
--I promise you.
***
An almost crazy light lit up in the dark blue pupils.
Will her powers work? Under what circumstances will it work?
Can she still survive until the moment when Superman comes?
Yuna slowly adjusted her breathing and struggled to pick up the blood-stained sharp stone.
It was stained with her blood.
"Haha..." She couldn't hold it back for a moment, and a tiny laugh escaped from her lips. Because the sound was too small, its sharpness was greatly weakened.
Thank God.
she thinks.
The stone was too heavy and sharp enough. Yuna picked it up with both hands, and her palms were immediately bruised.
She grinned her lips effortlessly but naturally.
The next moment, she suddenly hit the sharpest part of the stone on her left leg!
The stone is stained with blood and can easily injure someone - a very handy tool.
The stone was sharp enough—she could have lost the leg with just a little pain.
"Uh-huh."
It still hurts a little.
The crazy willpower supported her brain that was dizzy due to blood loss, and it also brought a small side effect, that is, she seemed a little crazy at the moment——
It doesn't matter anymore.
Special moments always have to be special.
She threw the stone aside and crawled towards the gap, finally seeing the blond boy who was getting more injured and gritted his teeth and refused to close his eyes.
Yuna smiled with satisfaction and put the thing mixed with blood in his pocket. Only then did she truly relax and surrender her consciousness to the darkness.
Death awaited her at the end.
***
The red cloak rustled, and it was automatically stopped by the wind due to the biological force field, fluttering behind the man in an extremely perfect posture.
The Son of Hope had just dealt with the villain and was currently participating in the rescue operation.
Like the sun god, he has a face that no one can describe, and his clear blue eyes, when dark, look like a god filled with anger.
He heard the heartbeats of two people buried under the rubble.
The next moment, he came to the top of the ruins and began to remove the stones without hesitation. He rescued a blond boy first and then sent him to the hospital.
Because it was an old building and contained lead, he couldn't see it directly, but he could still hear the heartbeat above the ruins full of gaps.
The process of Superman going and turning back does not even take a breath, so he will not delay saving other victims.
The son of hope in the metropolis turns around and goes to the sound of another heartbeat——
His movements paused.
The beautiful blue eyes overflowed with sadness.
——The heartbeat disappeared.
***
The consciousness is constantly rising and falling with the gradually numbing pain.
The feeling of suffocation enveloped her whole body, the oxygen was being sucked out bit by bit, and a dense feeling of despair enveloped her.
But the next moment, someone dived into the water and dragged her to the shore.
The suffocation feeling... disappeared.
The pain is still there, but the wound is healing at an abnormal speed.our small apartment."
Steve's voice was as cold as ice: "She is not your property, Stark."
They fell silent again.
Steve: "I was in a bad mood before and my tone was harsh. I'm sorry."
"Is it this time or the last time?" Tony didn't look back, and his expression couldn't be clearly seen.
"Both times."
"oh."
"Okay, for the sake of holding little Yuna alive and well, I forgive you."