Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

"boom."

"boom."

"boom……"

An hour ago, inside the Batcave.

There was a dull sound of blows.

"Tim, you're practicing again, why don't you take a break?"

Dick, the mother bird, walked in from the entrance of the training room with a cup of hot coffee and said with a smile: "We'll have dinner later. This is your first time spending Christmas Eve in Wayne Manor this year. Don't go there covered in stinky sweat." The Wayne family dinner."

"I know, I'll go take a shower after practicing for a while." Tim smiled reluctantly, turned around and continued to output wildly at the training dummy, swinging the long black stick in his hand like a tiger, and the training dummy was already covered in ashes. Pile of cracks.

"Seriously, you remind me of me back then." Dick angrily put the mug with the red "R" mark aside and said softly, "You work really hard, Tim, but sometimes Don’t rush it, proper rest is good for your body.”

"I can see the concern in your eyes, Tim."

"boom!"

The long stick smashed the dummy in front of him to pieces. It was obvious that Dick's words had touched Tim's mind.

"I have nothing to worry about, Dick, I'm fine." Tim panted and threw the long stick aside and wiped his face with the towel around his neck, "Really, I'm fine."

"You know, what we brats in the Bat family are best at is forcing a smile and holding on for dear life. We all learned this from Bruce." Dick smiled helplessly and shook his head slightly, "We are family, mention it. Mum, you can talk to us about anything."

"...What if we won't be family soon?" Tim's face looked a little unnatural. He walked slowly to the table, picked up his own Robin mug, and said softly, "Dick, I ...I really like everyone, but I..."

"I don't know if I can stay..."

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Dick frowned slightly. He quickly came to Tim and grabbed his shoulders. "Look at me, Tim, why do you think so? Who said I would drive you away? "

"I'm a jerk, Dick, I can't help." Tim gently pushed the hand on his shoulder away and said with a sad expression, "You won't understand, Dick, you are Bruce's best student. On his own, he can protect the entire city of Blüdhaven; Jason... When I follow Bruce's footsteps, every time he sees Jason's empty suit display cabinet, he will feel sad for a long time. , he told me that Jason is his most promising student... Now that Jason is back, there is another little one, and he is Bruce's biological son. If nothing else happens, I... I won't be able to continue to be Luo Jia soon. Welcome."

"...What nonsense are you talking about?" At the door, Jason walked in with a cold face holding a box. He rolled his eyes at Tim, put down the things in his hands gently, and then said in a deep voice: "Batman never Robin who will give up on himself, Tim, I said, you did a good job, and you have to take my share and do it well."

"But..." Tim opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say for a moment.

"When Dick went to college in Bludhaven, I was still stealing tires in the alleys of Gotham to make a living. Tim, I even had to steal the tires of the Batmobile to survive, because it looked very valuable. ." Jason pursed his lips, as if he was remembering something, "Dick is Bruce's best student, simply because he was the first one among us to become Robin, and he was also the oldest one among us. And What about me? If it weren’t for Bruce, I might be a gangster now, having my bones broken casually by Batman and his Robin..."

"And you, Tim...you can become Robin simply because you are gifted. I heard from Bruce that before you became Robin, you relied on your own reasoning to know about bats. The true identity of everyone in the family. In my opinion, you are the Robin among us who best inherits the 'World's Greatest Detective' side of Bruce, so don't get me wrong there...Tim Drake. "

"...Thank you, Jason." Tim felt as if his eyes were so hot that they were sweating. He wiped the sweat from his eyes and said solemnly. "I will definitely work hard."

"Of course, the best Robin can only be a second-generation Robin." The corners of Jason's mouth raised slightly, and he smiled extremely wildly. "Ahahahahaha~"

"Then what..." Dick pointed at his face expressionlessly, "I think the first Robin is the best Robin."

"Speaking of this, don't you find it very inconvenient? You are Robin and I am Robin. Bruce's child will definitely become Robin. Dick is now codenamed Nightwing, which is not bad. Now Batman has three Robin!" Jason frowned slightly and crossed his arms, as if he was troubled by the problem of addressing him, "There's no way that when we followed Bruce, when he called Robin, all three of us could answer it, right?"

"Then what do you think we should do?" Dick asked with the corner of his mouth raised.

"I actually had an idea in the morning...but I think I might need to ask Alfred to make a new suit."

Jason said hesitantly, and then opened the box he brought. Inside were many gun accessories and...a few scrawled drawings.

The one that bore the brunt of the attack had a bat mark drawn on it, but unlike Bruce's, this bat mark was wider and thicker. The whole was painted scarlet, and the edges of the mark were sharp and angular. Compared with Batman's bat mark, it looked Be more fierce.

On another drawing, there is a draft of the design of a battle suit. Robin's small cape has been removed. The overall style is more biased towards Chen Yan and Slade's suit style, and the head is no longer Robin's classic domino. The mask is instead a full-coverage helmet, the same scarlet color as the bat logo on the chest.

"RedHood...Red Hood?!" Dick frowned and read out the name marked on the design, "Why would you want to use this name? Don't you know that Red Hood is..."

"I know the code name Joker used before he fell into the chemical pool." Jason looked at the drawing and said solemnly. The long and narrow scar on his face was completely scabbed at the moment. The traces left by the crowbar used by Tan Yuan Yuan, "Of course I know... During those painful days, I felt that my soul was marked by Joker... Those pains... Those anger... I will remember it forever!"

"The codename 'Red Hood'... will be mine from now on. And the gang of criminals in Gotham will only remember one 'Red Hood' from now on, and that's me!"

"I will make Gotham's criminals tremble with fear when they hear this code name!"

"Okay, okay...it seems that we all inherited something from Batman." Tim also showed a teasing smile at this time, "Dick inherited Batman's skills and leadership consciousness, Jason inherited Batman hates evil and exploits fear, I inherited Batman’s detective skills and reasoning ability, wow..."

"It seems that we are really a family. The son of the bat will go to heaven, right?"

"You're right, Tim, you're right." Dick smiled and hugged his two younger brothers. "By the way, Jason, are you holding these things to adjust your gun?"

"Well, in the morning, I found that the power of the pure rubber warhead was still a bit insufficient, but I was worried that too much power would kill criminals, so I wanted to make some adjustments and try to make special warheads or adjust the performance of the gun..." Jason nodded and took out the extremely rough-looking double guns from his waist. They were a meeting gift given to him by Mr. Brad. They seemed to have some special meaning to him, "Although Mr. Lucius did Better versions, but I don’t want to throw them away… I want to tweak them on my own to what works best for me.”

"Let's go and have a look at the lathe. If the rubber doesn't work, maybe we can try a special curing gel..." Dick smiled slightly, put his arm around Jason's shoulders and walked out the door. When he walked to the door, He then turned back to look at Tim, "Oh, by the way, maybe you have to design a new logo and suit for yourself...the third generation of Robin."

"I will." Tim nodded and said with firm eyes.

He watched Dick and Jason leave, and then looked at his mug, the bright red "R"...

"Sure enough, I still prefer robins." Tim's lips slightly raised, "Teacher Brad and Teacher Wade also have red colors...not as good as..."

"RedRobin...Red Robin, how's it going?"