The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 286 The First Encounter of the Youth Pi

At the end of the alley at the end of Curlytail Street in the Eastern District, there was a "click", and the sound of the latch opening came from a cellar door. A boy with black hair and a red jacket jumped out first, followed by a red boy wearing glasses. Boy with curly hair.

The boy wearing glasses grabbed the arm of the companion in front of him, as if trying to stop him from going out, he said, "Hey, Jason, don't do this, Batman hangs around here a lot lately, if you go out to steal something tonight, you will definitely be caught." He found it!"

The boy named Jason turned around and said to him: "You told me that I had to go because the big tire we pried up earlier couldn't be sold, otherwise we would help those younger children I'm going to be hungry!"

The brown-haired boy continued to persuade him, but Jason shook off his hand impatiently, and said to him: "Little slicker, I know you are very capable, those famous gang bosses on Elizabeth Street will invite you over .”

"But we are different. Originally, the location on Capuchin Street is not good. We have to go to the south to grab territory so that the members can make money. But if we don't have enough to eat, how can we have the energy to fight?"

Slick pushed his glasses and said, "That's why I'm stopping you, Jason, you're the leader of the Capuchin Gang, and if you get caught by Batman, the rest of the gang will be real." There is no way out."

Jason scratched his hair agitatedly, but the little slippery head dragged him into the cellar. Jason was a little distracted, so he dragged him in.

Walking into the cellar, there is a small workshop with two dilapidated workbenches on which various tools are placed. Only one toolbox appears relatively new and is placed in a clean a little on the table.

It is very eye-catching that a very large and special shaped tire is placed on one of the workbenches, and a bat pattern is printed in the center of the tire.

The little slippery guy pulled Jason to sit on the chair next to him, and said to him, "If you hadn't helped me last time, I would have had my throat cut by those bikers. You saved my life, so of course I Willing to help you."

Jason looked very young, but he was dressed very maturely, and his demeanor and words were exactly the same as those of the gangsters. He spat and said, "The market has been too bad recently. Some young children in our gang , can’t collect a penny.”

"In order to prevent them from being beaten, I and a few other older people have to help them, but this is not an option."

As he said that, he turned his head to look at the tire on the workbench, thumped the wall angrily, and said, "It would be great if I could sell this thing, is there really no way?"

The little slippery boy still said calmly: "Don't worry, I called a few of my classmates yesterday when I was in class at the vocational school, and asked them to come over and have a look, maybe there might be a way out."

At this moment, there were several regular stomping sounds from the ceiling, Jason stopped the little slippery boy who was about to get up and said, "I'll go up and have a look, don't come here to cause trouble."

Jason opened the cellar door a little, and Slick came closer, and they saw an older, fat boy stomping his feet, and Slick opened the cellar door and yelled at him, "Hey! Tires! This way... "

"Oh, here it is! It turns out that you live in the basement, I said, why did you let me come here to stomp your feet yesterday..."

The tire walked into the door of the cellar, and he saw the bat tire for the first time. He walked up, widened his eyes and said, "Cool——"

"Wait, is that the bat logo? Oh my god! You guys really did something big?!"

The tire went up and knocked hard on the rubber on the tire of the wheel bat. At this moment, there was a rapid stomping sound from the head, and the little slippery head went to open the door. His voice came from the door: "Hey, you guys Why did the two come together? The rocket and the red truck..."

As soon as the two walked in, they saw the tire standing next to the bat tire. The tire beckoned to them, pointed to the bat tire and said, "Look! The coolest tire I have ever seen, only it is worthy of it my name!"

Jason went up to greet them and said, "Hello, my name is Jason, Jason Todd, the boss of the Capuchin Gang, you can just call me Jason."

The tires, rockets, and red trucks are much older than Jason and Slick, but they are also in their early teens. This room is actually full of children, but their communication methods are very mature.

The red truck came up first, he was a black man, he punched Jason like a black gang member, he raised his chin at Jason and said, "I heard about you, last time you used a rivet The baseball bat gave that annoying yellow eye a hard time. At that time, I heard that he was planted in the hands of someone three years younger than him. I couldn't believe it, but now it seems that you are indeed a cruel character..."

Jason wiped his nose and said, "If you don't have any skills, you can't get along here."

The little slippery man interrupted their greetings, he knocked on the table and said: "I invited you here, in fact, to solve the tire problem, as you can see, Jason and I planned to steal the famous Batman The tires of the car..."

Slick and Jason looked at each other, while the other three looked curious. The girl named Rocket said, "How did you do it? My dad told me that Batman is not easy to mess with."

"In fact, it was easier than we thought. The hardest part was finding an opportunity for him to leave the Batmobile alone."

"And then, how did you pry this thing off?" Tire asked.

Jason looked at Little Slick, who spread his hands and said, "It's nothing difficult. If Jason and I weren't too young to lift more tires, we could remove all four tires in one go. Just leave that rich guy with an empty shell..."

Imagining this funny scene, several children laughed, and Jason crossed his arms and said, "We managed to steal it back here, but the problem is we can't sell it, because this goddamn mark is too It's obvious!"

Tire waved his hand and said, "What's the matter, you guys are in this business, don't you know? Just spray paint?"

The red truck went to the side of the tire, touched it, and said, "I'm afraid it won't work. This thing is a pattern, and it's uneven. Even if it is painted, it can be seen. Can't you wear it off?"

"I tried, but the tools I have now don't work. The hardness of this metal is too high. Unless I can get a machine tool, it will definitely be useless." The little slippery head shook his head and said.

"How about taking it apart and selling only tire rims?" Rocket suggested.

"Actually, I can't take it apart." The little slippery head touched his temples, but the tire said in surprise, "You can pry it off, but you can't take it apart?"

"Yes, but this is a technical problem and the reasons are complicated. In short, we can't take it apart and sell it separately."

"This is a little troublesome." Red Truck rubbed his chin and said, "I do know a few people who play modified cars and might like such tires, but you only have one now, and at least you need to get two. Someone is willing to accept it, otherwise it can only be hung on the back of the car as a decoration, in that case, it will not be sold at a high price,"

"If you can fuse it into a bullet, maybe my dad will be a little interested in it." Rocket continued his words: "This metal looks very hard, and it may be made into a shield."

The little slippery man sighed and said, "If I can melt it down, why should I ask you?"

"My mother knows a lot of people, but this can't go through her hands."

The tire patted the bead on the bat tire again and said: "I like it very much too, and I really want to buy it home, but my mother is a widow, and I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble to her."

Seeing the three people saying this, Jason inevitably showed a disappointed expression, but the red truck said: "Why can't you disassemble this tire or grind the pattern on it? Is it simply because your skills are not enough? Or is it a matter of tools?"

"It seems that you know a lot about this." The little slippery head walked to the workbench and said, "The tools are the main problem. Look what we have here? Only rusty wrenches, screwdrivers and pliers, the only good ones. It’s this old jack that’s used a little, but unfortunately it’s about to break.”

"It would be much easier if there were furnaces and hydraulic presses."

"We can think of a way from this direction. You can even steal Batman's car tires. Is it difficult to get a hydraulic machine?"

"Of course it's difficult." Little Slick said with certainty: "Don't forget, Jason and I are not as old as you. It is not easy for the two of us to move back a tire of this size. Those professional jobs We can't even move a table and a big machine."

"It's simple, as long as you help us write the homework for the vocational school, we will move it for you!"

Xiao Huatou pushed his glasses and said helplessly, "I repeat, our teacher can tell the difference in handwriting."

"Then let us copy the answer!"

"Yes! Copy the answer!" Rocket also echoed, and the wildly dressed girl wrinkled her nose and complained, "I don't want to do my homework! But my father insisted on making me do it. He said he couldn't afford to offend the teachers there. What nonsense!"

"Then let's do this. However, we have to plan again. I think there is someone who can help us..."

Xiao Huatou looked at the few people next to him, and they all looked at each other.Apparently the same name came to mind.

"Coppert!"

"Where is he now?" Rocket asked.

"Oh, I know. He seems to be commuting frequently between the East End and the mental hospital recently. He should pass by the street next to him. We just go there and wait for him."

After finishing speaking, several people pushed open the door of the cellar and ran out one after another, and then you pushed each other and ran to the next street.

At this moment, they heard a scream, and then saw a little girl with black hair and blue eyes standing at the entrance of the back alley. Several people stopped in their tracks. Jason said in surprise, "How could this happen?" a little girl?"

Little Slick also narrowed his eyes, and said, "Looking at his clothes and attire, he should not be a kid from the East District, but rather a kid from the rich guys in the South District."

But Rocket ran over first, and several people ran after her. Rocket held the little girl's shoulder and said, "Who are you? Why are you here? Where are your parents?"

"Wow!!!"

The little girl yelled, and several people saw the fangs in her mouth, and took a few steps back in fright. Jason said, "...Could it be that her parents abandoned her here?"

"No, look at the necklace on her neck, it seems to be a precious stone, if you really want to abandon it, there is no need to bring her such a precious necklace..."

Jason stepped forward with some hesitation. He saw that although the little girl had fangs and strange eyes, she didn't intend to bite. He patted her head and looked around. Look, say, "We gotta get her out of here, this little girl is going to be in danger if those gangsters come on patrol."

"Really? If his parents come over, you may get into trouble. Those rich people are the best at biting back!"

Jason didn't refute him, but just tore off the necklace from the little girl's neck, put it in his pocket, and said, "If they come to me, I'll leave the child where I am and let them take it with me." Let's go, take this necklace as my reward, anyway, I'm sure I won't lose money."

As he said that, he picked up the little girl with some difficulty, and the rocket took the little girl from his hands, and said, "Let me do it, let's go back to your base first, and then while we are looking for Cobbot, look See if there is anyone like her parents around here."

Just as the group of them were walking back and were about to return to the underground base, there was a crisp sound of whips, everyone hid back, and a slim black figure appeared at the end of the street.

Jason, who was hiding behind the building, opened his eyes wide and said, "Black cat! It's a black cat! Why is she here? Doesn't she only come out at night?"

"Who is the black cat?" Little Slick asked him.

"The head of the four major snitches in the East District is a very powerful thief who has almost stolen jewelry stores all over Gotham."

"Little friend, thank you for complimenting me, but I still want to say, put down the little girl you are holding."

Catwoman flicked her whip again, scaring the few people back.

"Is she your daughter? No! No! I heard that you are also from the East District. How could you have such a richly dressed daughter? You wouldn't..."

Jason waved his hand back and said to Rocket, "Don't put her down, the black cat might be a human trafficker!"

(End of this chapter)