I plant trees in the superhero world

Bruce spent two days in this world busy looking at information on advanced weapons and new super-retrofits. A bit of crisis is killed in the cradle.

"Bruce, the clown has escaped from prison again!" Gordon called in a hurry, "Hawley Quinn, Poison Ivy, Silence and others also escaped with him."

"Okay, I see." Bruce looked serious. He was about to meet the clown who had been fighting with him for more than ten years, and now the clown was more mature and his methods were more brutal. The clown he knew was more difficult, but he couldn't avoid it, and he couldn't back down.

It's just that the plans for Gotham in this world have undergone some changes. After all, more than ten years have passed, and it will only become more complicated for him. At this time, it would be great if his Robin was by his side. Haven—wait, he remembered that he had a new Robin, Jason, didn't he go to see his mother, as if he hadn't seen him since noon yesterday.

"Afu! Jason, it seems that I haven't seen him for a long time." Bruce went upstairs to find Alfred.

Alfred spread his hands, "My dear master, you finally remembered that you still have a son."

Bruce was a little embarrassed. The original Bruce in this world would definitely remember, but he was indeed not very familiar with this son, so he would naturally ignore him when he was busy.

"Master Jason sent a message yesterday. He stayed with his mother and won't be coming back for the time being."

"Uh, maybe I need a helper." Or, get Jason back.

"Actually, you can ask people from the Justice League for help." Alfred's own selfishness, he has seen the relationship between the master and the people of the Justice League get closer in the past few years, although he pretends to be indifferent every time, he often complains Body upright.He's willing to help members of the Justice League, but never asks for help, but maybe he can.

Bruce froze all over. Is he and the Justice League in this world such a good relationship?But it is true that he will definitely not record who he has a good relationship with so and so on the computer, otherwise this is not Batman but a primary school student.

"...I will contact Superman." At any rate, he has contacted Superman in this world, and his personality is similar to that of the original world, just as over-enthusiastic... plus a little naive.

It’s amazing to say the least, sometimes he thinks that the Justice League is like another type of Avengers, the characters are very similar, he and Iron Man are the richest man in the city, Superman and Captain America are both symbols of justice and awe-inspiring, Perhaps, they are also characters in the story.

Bruce chooses not to dwell on these issues.

Alfred got Bruce's response and backed away satisfied.

Bruce and Clark quickly hunt down the fleeing villains, save for one of the most dangerous - the Joker.

Bruce picked up Harley Quinn "Where's the clown?"

"I won't tell you where my pudding is." The woman with heavy makeup and a red and blue ponytail said proudly.

Bruce frowned. It is true that Harley Quinn will not betray the Joker, but she is also the person who is most likely to know the Joker's purpose, but it is a pity that she will definitely not be able to ask.

His icy eyes glanced around and stayed on the Riddler, "Did you know?"

The Riddler himself was stunned. Isn't Batman usually not aware of his existence, especially about the Joker, how could he be asked about it?

Bruce knew that the Riddler definitely didn't know. He was more likely to know that the clown escaped from prison and ran out. However, he always felt his fists itch when he saw the Riddler, but he endured it with his own reason every time.

The Riddler's heart was flustered, why is Batman a little strange today, a little different from usual.

"Superman."

Clark nodded tacitly, using his super vision, and finally shook his head, "No, I can't find the clown, he should be hiding somewhere that can shield me."

The Joker knew he would team up with Superman?But what is his conspiracy this time, every time the clown escapes from prison, there will be big troubles, but now there is no movement.

The clown in this world likes to "play games" with Batman more and more, always leaving some clues.

"Let's go to Arkham first."

A man with green hair and a red suit held a slender crowbar and looked down at the boy who was tightly bound by the rope. The boy fell to the ground and stared at the clown. If sight could kill, the clown would have I don't know how many years ago he died.

"Robin, hahahahahaha..." The clown laughed for a while, extremely mad, "Look, you are still not as good as the first-generation Robin, he never fell into my hands."

"Jason" gritted his teeth. He hated people saying that he was inferior to the first-generation Robin. Although Bruce didn't say it, he obviously liked Dick more!Why, he worked as hard, wasn't it because Dick appeared first?

There was hatred on his face, and the clown felt even happier seeing it.

Behind an ordinary machine in the corner, Jason was covered by a woman and looked at himself on the ground. They were covered by a very light green shield, and the sound of him struggling inside could be heard by everyone outside. No, let alone a proud clown.

Cyril leaned closer to Jason's ear, "Calm down, the clown can't bear to scold casually, how can he be a superhero!"

Jason bit on Cyril's hand, and Cyril shook off his hand in pain, freezing his legs with his backhand. Jason couldn't really crawl out.

"Calm down, since I saved you, can't you listen to me a few words?"

Jason snorted coldly, if it wasn't for his legs being unable to move, and he still remembered the kindness of this woman a little bit, otherwise he would have dealt with her long ago, okay? How could he be covered by a weak woman for so long, even though... ...and maybe have a little bit of ability.

Cyril looked at the overly stubborn child on the ground. If he didn't know how miserable this child would be, he wouldn't tolerate him like this. After all, biting is too much. If he is a man now, wouldn't he Are the pussy legs coming out?

Jason noticed Cyril's face, and turned his head away from him, "I don't need your pity, and I don't feel sorry for myself!" Especially since he didn't know what to be pitiful about.

"I'm sorry." Cyril apologized sincerely, just like himself, although he died once, he couldn't stand other people's pitiful eyes, as if he was so humble, but he looked at other children with such eyes, "Yes I am self-righteous, you are not pitiful at all, you are competitive and self-improving, only you pity others, no one pities you."

Jason's expression softened a little. If it wasn't for the stubbornness in his temper, his tone softened a little, "...Thank you for saving me, what on earth are you leaving me here for?"

This woman is okay, at least she is quite open, and she dares to admit her mistakes. Compared with his mother - no, that woman is not worthy of being a mother!

His biological mother actually tricked him out and handed him over to a clown. How could such a mother be a mother!

In fact, after Cyril and the system's respective considerations, the system first compromised. He gave Cyril a dummy doll. As long as Jason's blood is dripped, the doll will react in line with the human design after encountering something. , extremely real, even bloodshed, heartbeat, etc. are exactly the same, this is a high-tech product, so it is naturally different.

The most surprising thing is that the system didn't ask Cyril for any reward, and he didn't understand what the system thought, but Cyril chose to take advantage of it.

Compared with facing up to the Justice League, it is more acceptable for Cyril to let a dummy doll create a scam. He doesn't care much about Bruce's thoughts in this world, but as long as this trick doesn't really hurt a child's life, it will be fine.

Cyril explained to Steve early in the morning that this task could be done by him alone. Steve said that if he was in danger, he would tell him immediately. He looked at him and guessed that the task was related to Bruce, but he didn’t know what would happen. Lenovo, if you are jealous or something, it should be quite interesting.

He came over incognito and replaced the real Jason with a dummy doll while the clown wasn't paying attention, but the system said it wanted Jason to grow up. This death was very important, so he could only force Jason to watch here. This is just a side-ball for completing the task, barely fulfilling the will of the main world.

Although this was a bit cruel, seeing the other self being beaten to death, Cyril could only comfort himself that it would be better than being resurrected after being really dead.

If there was no him in this world, wouldn't Jason really have experienced death and resurrection, and now he is a half-bystander, he should...

Cyril himself didn't know, he could only look at Jason beside him, sorry, he was selfish, for his own mission, for himself to go home with Steve.

The two of them watched the development outside from the corner. The clown finally picked up the crowbar and hit "Jason" hard again and again. "Jason" rolled on the ground in pain, his body twisted like a snake. He gritted his teeth tightly, not letting himself make a sound.

Jason felt chills all over his body. If this woman hadn't appeared suddenly, he would have been beaten with a crowbar just like the man on the ground, but he couldn't struggle at all and could only wait to die.

"Jason" couldn't bear it anymore, and roared, "Joker! If I don't die this time, I will definitely kill you!"

"Don't worry, you will definitely die." The clown grinned a huge smile, but he was extremely bloodthirsty, and this time he hit "Jason" in the head with his crowbar, "Would you say that Batman will die?" will avenge you?"

Jason in the corner gritted his teeth secretly, if he really died, Bruce would definitely avenge him!

"I guess, no!"

The crowbar fell heavily on the ground, and "Jason" on the ground lost his breath bit by bit, his face was pale, his eyes were staring but he lost his previous expression.

"...Thank you." Just when Cyril felt extremely resentful and distressed seeing the tragic situation, Jason whispered, "If it weren't for you, maybe I would have lost my temper."

Although there is no such thing as a young boy, no one would feel sorry for the loss of a 16-year-old young talent.

The warehouse door was suddenly blasted open by a laser cannon. In the dust and smoke, a dark figure and a blue figure came out. Bruce saw the bruised and pale Jason on the ground with blood on the corner of his mouth. He seemed to have... ...out of breath.

Bruce suddenly felt as if a sap was coming to his face. Before he could react, he rushed over consciously, picked up the child on the ground, his hands were still trembling, why...how did he lose his breath?

Bruce seemed to be in a void. Although he could see the movements of his body, he couldn't control his body at all. The original owner is back?

Seeing his son die tragically in front of him, he was finally awakened, but unfortunately, it was too late.

"Actually, Batman loves you quite a bit too." Cyril sighed, Bruce seemed to be quite calm when he saw him back then, not as reactive as he is now, but one is dead and the other is not dead, there is really no comparison.

One is a son, and the other is just a lover who can change every few days, there is really no comparison.

Jason suddenly felt a bit sour in his nose. Seeing himself dead was more of a feeling of resentment and the rest of his life, but it was rare to see Bruce showing his true feelings, and he couldn't help feeling a little hope in his heart. In fact, in Bruce's heart, he Not worse than Dick.

Clark neatly tied up the clown. There are lead plates everywhere in this warehouse. I don’t know how long he has been preparing for it. It’s really unpredictable, Clark thought, and threw the clown heavily on the ground.

The clown coughed twice, "Batman, your son is dead, do you really want to kill me?"

The man kneeling on the ground holding "Jason" looked up and looked at the clown darkly, his eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were clenched, he clenched his fists and rushed over, slapping the clown hard on the face.He pinched the clown's neck with one hand, and thumped the clown's stomach with the other.

The clown laughed wildly at first, and gradually his voice became quieter.

"Batman is going to kill the Joker." But how could he let the Riddler go so easily?Although Cyril really didn't like Bruce anymore, he still complained about that incident at the beginning. Who would want to die for nothing, and it was Batman's own choice.

Cyril laughed at himself, he was getting more and more hypocritical, anyway, this is not his home field.

Jason saw it, and suddenly stood up, about to rush out.

"What are you doing? Don't you want the clown to die?" Cyril stopped Jason.

"I want the clown to die, but I'd rather do it myself than bat break his own principle of not killing." He was very happy that Bruce loved himself, but just because of this love he didn't want Bruce to break his principle.Bruce loves him, and he is willing to defend Bruce's principles.

Seeing Jason rushing out, Cyril suddenly felt a little dazed.

The author has something to say that today's chapter is very awkward.

Tomorrow, I will accompany my mother to check her body. She has kidney disease, and it seems to have relapsed recently. She may have to be hospitalized. I can’t update it tomorrow.