Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 425 You thought it was illegal immigration?

"Why are you training me? Why are you helping me save people?"

"Because I need you to be faster, and your speed will only increase when saving people."

Seeing the anger in Barry's eyes, Wells's reply was cold and ruthless. He gave Barry no room for further illusions.

"Now, you are fast enough to break the continuity of spacetime and create a stable wormhole in reality. Through your wormhole, I can return to my own world."

At this point, Barry finally lost his temper. He slammed his fist into Dr. Wells's cell door. The thought of how long he had regarded this man as his mentor and idol only made him seem more repulsive. He angrily demanded, "Why should I help you?!"

However, Wells remained calm.

“You will definitely help me, because it’s a very fair deal—because a wormhole can not only travel to the future, but also to the past.”

“Think about it, Barry. You have a chance to undo what happened that night, save your mother, save your father from more than a decade in prison, and reunite your family.”

At this point, Wellston paused.

"Moreover, you can stop me from doing the wrong things, all the sins I've committed over the years, all the blood on my hands, you can completely reverse them—you can completely save me."

“That’s just your nature, Barry Allen. In the future, when we are already adversaries, you have spared me countless times. You had countless opportunities to kill me, but you didn’t.”

“I’m not asking you to do something against your conscience. I’m expecting you to make a choice you’ve made countless times, and one you’ve never considered.”

"Help me, Barry Allen."

Wells stared into Barry's eyes, and at that moment, a blurry vision floated into his mind—the moments he had shared with Barry over the years; as the Flash's nemesis, no one had put in more effort for Barry than him; and as Barry Allen's mentor, no one had contributed more to his progress than him.

He witnessed Barry become the Flash and personally guided him step by step into the hero he is today.

Thus, a hint of pride and satisfaction crept into the hatred in his eyes.

"Help me, The Flash."

Ma Zhaodi didn't get to hear Barry's reply to Wells.

Because that golden light never stopped, and carried him forward at breakneck speed.

This time, however, he saw a golden flash coming straight at him—it was Barry Allen running inside the particle accelerator.

Wells' voice echoed through the stream of events.

“You have reached Mach 2, and what you are seeing now is the Speed ​​Force; your present, past, and future will all be displayed before you at the same time. Concentrate and find the point in time that I traveled through. Think about that house from more than ten years ago—think about that night.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than a rapidly released hydrogen ion collided head-on with Barry.

So he leaped into the wormhole.

Ma Zhaodi subconsciously looked back and saw Barry enter the small room. When two beams of light, one gold and one red, burst into the living room, he wanted to open the door to save his mother. But then, Barry, who was fighting Reverse-Flash, suddenly looked at him and shook his head sadly but firmly.

At that moment, he was completely bewildered, confused, and angry.

In the end, he simply closed the door silently, hearing through the door that his mother had been stabbed through the heart.

His heart was breaking, and tears streamed down his face.

Even the world's fastest person can't outrun their own destiny.

Ma Zhaodi turned his head away, unable to bear watching any longer.

Another scene flashed by, this time Reverse-Flash was grabbing Barry Allen by the neck and raising his hand to chop him in the quantum accelerator.

The wormhole created by Barry's attack has now closed. "You could have everything you wanted! Why! Why do you always have to go against me!"

"Cisco, Caitlin, Ronnie, Joe, and so many others. I already have them."

"I don't know why my future self is stopping my present self, but I do know that you are no good!"

"Very well, then listen up, Flash."

Swan laughed in fury, his tone menacing: "I'll kill you first, then everyone else in the lab, and finally your two fathers."

"This time, our battle will be over—farewell, Flash."

As the supersonic chop shot straight toward Barry's heart, Ma Zhaodi's eyes unconsciously scanned the flow of time—the Flash couldn't possibly die like this; since he has a future, it means he can live today.

But no one came from the Time Stream; only a gunshot rang out from behind Reverse-Flash.

Swann was startled. He turned around and saw Eddie clutching his chest and lying on the ground.

"No! No! You idiot! What have you done!"

Reverse Flash roared in terror. His raised supersonic hand chop and violently trembling body suddenly stopped vibrating. He became stiff, like a bugged NPC in a game, and then his body flickered and became semi-transparent.

"Eddie!"

Joe and Iris rushed over and saw Eddie lying on the ground, holding a gun in his hand, pointing it at the wound in his chest.

"Why are you doing this?"

“My name is Eddie Swann.” Eddie gasped for breath, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth. “His name is Alberd Swann.”

"Therefore, I am his ancestor, so if I die—"

"Elbard could never have been born!"

Cisco immediately understood the meaning, and he instinctively looked at Swann, who was about to disappear: "If Eddie dies, Elberd will die too!"

"Hey, that bastard."

Eddie reluctantly turned to look at Swann: "You said I was the least significant one in the family history, right?"

"Now, I'm a hero."

Swan's expression went from extremely ferocious to desperate, and finally to resigned.

He turned to look at Barry beside him, and in the final seconds before disappearing, his expression became utterly calm.

"I've controlled your life for so long, Barry Allen."

"How will you live without me?"

"Stop getting emotional, I have a question for you."

At that moment, a voice suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

"Old Ma?!" Cisco almost jumped up excitedly: "Where have you been all this time? We couldn't find you anywhere!"

"We'll talk about that later." Ma Zhaodi quickened his pace and squatted down beside Eddie. "First, let's make sure he's really dead."

"what?"

(End of this chapter)