Lin Li stopped walking.
"Are you sure?"
Lin Li countered. At this stage, Barry was no match for him. He could not agree with the meaning behind Barry's actions either. This was a clash between two opposing beliefs, a collision of personal views.
"I'm sure, Lin Li. You have to be restrained. You can't kill people. Once you start, you'll come to disdain every life, gradually sink deeper, and in the end, your soul will be worn down. The mindset of killing will torment you until you lose your humanity."
"Are you sure?"
Lin Li asked again. No matter how he looked at it, Barry's words sounded ridiculous. He had never killed anyone, so he did not know whether it would cause some problem within him. But Lin Li believed that if you held firmly to your convictions, then you had nothing to fear.
"I'm sure. I have a friend in Star City. Before this, I ran more than six hundred miles to seek his advice. We talked about many things, and he warned me about this too. I think he was right, Lin Li. Don't take life lightly."
Barry tried to persuade him. Over the past month, as The Flash, he had fought plenty of crime in Central City and saved many people. He had witnessed how fragile human lives were, how evil trampled lives without restraint, and the cries of ordinary people. It only made him more determined to use his superpowers for good.
Every killer had never realized that the moment he flaunted himself as righteous and killed the first person, the demon in his heart would be unleashed. Then there would be a second righteous reason to kill a second person. Maybe the second person would be evil because he punched you once. The third might