[Comprehensive English and American] Jason's beautiful day

Peter was shuddered by the meow meow!

To others, it was just a meow, but to Peter who knew what was going on...

——Is that meowing?That's Batman meowing!

Little Spider felt his hairs stand on end, trembling all over, unconsciously squeezed out a flattering smile on his face, trying his best to look cute.

Please, I don't want to be made into a watch by Batman.

Jason was baffled, he didn't understand that it was a black card, why the other party reacted so strongly, as if he had seen a ghost.

Peter: "Hey, that, you should take it, where did we just talk about? Buying weapons and equipment, right?"

Jason: "..."

He sighed, pretending to be distracted by the clumsy topic of the little spider.

Tim, who was sitting aside, narrowed his eyes quietly.

This is strange.

There was nothing strange about the surroundings, and neither he nor Jason had any reason for Peter to react in this way, unless...

His gaze slowly moved to the left, and stayed on the little black face.

Is there something wrong with this cat?

Tim stood up and moved over to Jason.

Tim: "Big Red, I remember the little black face is Dick's cat, why is it here with you now?"

Jason: "..."

How do you say this?I got hooked up with Big Blue Bird, and after we had fun, he left me a cat, as a continuation of our ambiguity?

The expression on his face became more and more indescribable, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "I like it very much, so I asked for it from Dick."

Tim nodded, reaching out to cup Blackface's hairy belly, lifting it up, and peering carefully into those blue eyes.

Tony was stared at with hairs all over his body, struggling indiscriminately, trying to avoid the sharp sight that could be dissected into the soul.

What the hell is going on with Bat's cubs?

Why is my cub not full of detective skills?

"Little kitty? You are so good." Tim scratched the little black face's chin, looked him up and down, "It's really Dick's cat, it's really like him, fluffy, and very enthusiastic, you all Pretty enough - Big Red, how's Dick's technique?"

"great."

Tim: "...oh."

The soft cat in his hand froze for a moment.

Jason was a little guilty at first, and his mind was full of questions, but Tim's question was very abrupt, and he threw it out suddenly, and he hit it right.

Tim turned his face away, glanced at Jason first, then lowered his head with a half-smile.

"Wow." He admired softly: "Dahong, it's really you——are you right?"

Peter felt cold sweat dripping from his forehead. It had to be said that the atmosphere was too menacing. Jason's eyes were filled with embarrassment, while Tim was staring at Mr. Wayne intently.

Can I really keep a secret for Mr. Wayne?

And the amount of information just now seems a bit large?

Dick?The little spider swallowed hard. He had cooperated with the Titan once in the past. If I remember correctly, the leader of the Titan, Nightwing, was named Dick?

Tony was so shocked that he didn't even care about the possibility of being exposed: 【...Bruce, Dick and Jason are getting together too? 】

This word is also very subtle.

Even Tony, who has been playing games in the flowers all his life, was stunned by Tim's coquettish operation.

Tim got all his exes, stamp collecting succeeded all the Robins, hit you are all my wings achievement.

Then the two wings came together.

Bruce: […]

Don't ask me, I don't know what's going on, I'm just Bruce Wayne, you have to ask Batman.

Tony rolled his eyes and started to talk meanly: [Bruce, I have to say, you are really old. 】

Bruce didn't say a word, he hid in the corner and shut himself up, Tony's mouth slammed—until a creepy touch came back from the root of the tail, against the fur.

Tim repeated it again, inexplicably: "Are you right?"

Tony: [Fuck! 】

Tony: [He's talking to me? ! 】

Tony: [Bat!Take a quick look, don't shut yourself up—your cub!Are you talking to me? 】

The panic in his heart reflected on the cat, which hung motionless and sad in Tim's hand.

Immediately, Tim had an answer in his mind. He let go of his hand, and just as he got out of the shackles, Tony meowed, and suddenly jumped in Peter's direction, lurching into the little spider's arms.

It's horrible, it's outrageous!

Little Spider covered the cat's head, feeling that the cat under his hands was shaking, and he couldn't help shaking with it.

With a dark face, Jason raised an eyebrow: "What are you shaking?"

Peter stammered: "I, I... When I think of using those things to blow up Mr. Stark, I can't control it, I have to be mentally prepared..."

Tony: 【...Blow me up! 】

Jason was still exposed to the shame of being publicly executed, and just wanted to escape from this ghostly place. He responded casually, picked up his phone pretendingly, and shook it at Peter.

Jason: "I've bought everything, I'll go to the talent market to recruit a few more employees, will you go?"

Peter was relieved: "Of course - go for a walk, but you said to go to the talent market? Does Gotham's talent market care about this?"

Tim wrinkled his nose, and his expression was a little subtle.

He shot Peter a sympathetic glance and shook his head imperceptibly.

**

Talent Market.

Peter hugged the schoolbag on his chest tightly, his eyes trembling, looking here for a while, hiding there for a while.

Peter: "Is this the talent market?"

What the hell job market?As soon as he stepped through the door, his spider sensor was activated, and the sense of crisis surrounded him from all directions, almost causing him to crash in place.

A muscular man, a dim and smoky light—Peter slammed to the side like a rabbit, and fell beside him with a slam.

Peter whined: "Is he dead?"

Jason said unwaveringly: "Yes."

The little spider couldn't help but let out a sob, and his face collapsed: "Why are you so calm! He's dead! Didn't you say it's a talent market?"

Jason was taken aback for a moment, and then put on a doggy tone: "The people in Gotham City are simple and honest, Arkham is full of talents, don't you know?"

Peter looked blank: "Huh?"

Jason: "This is full of Arkham's reserves."

Peter held his temples with both hands, and couldn't help but leaned back: "Gah?"

The little spider from Queens was stunned by this cultural difference, and was stunned for a moment. Before he was dazed, Jason had already walked a certain distance and turned a corner familiarly. .

Peter: "Wait, where is this again?"

Several strong men came over, "Who allowed you to directly..."

Jason ignored it, took out a domino mask from his body and put it on his face, and said concisely: "My old acquaintance, I have something to do with your boss."

Peter: "!"

Peter hurriedly stood in front of him: "My friend likes to talk like that, please don't do anything—"

The remaining half of the sentence was stuck in his throat. The burly man who was aggressive just now scrambled and ran in, and one of them even smashed the fire bell.

Peter: "?"

"Don't worry, I'm just here to say hello." Jason pursed his lips lazily, took a miniature gun from the weapon belt, and stuffed it skillfully into the barrel.

"Little black?"

The cannonball hit the top floor precisely, and along with the rustling of bricks and stones, the black mask stuck out his head angrily.

Jason put his index and middle fingers together, and pretended to give a military salute: "Boss? Do you have any good products recently?"

Peter hugged the bag silently, just wanting to draw a little courage from Batman.

Tony: 【Bruce, isn't your cub a little wild? 】

Bruce: […]

He said with difficulty: [It's just Jason. 】

"I told you, don't command me! If you want to hide, you can do whatever you want!"

The voice was full of deep anger, but it was too young - like a child.

From upstairs, like dumplings, bodyguards in black suits kept falling down, overlapping and hitting the ground.

Jason's face became weird.

"I've been in a bad mood lately, so—"

A yellow shadow fell at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye. He raised his foot unceremoniously, and stepped on a person's shoulder blade.

"The cargo you're shipping to Gotham is junk, to cover up something really important."

The man under his feet turned pale with pain, but still kept his mouth shut.

"tell me."

With a crash, the bright long knife came out of its sheath, and the tip of the knife was only a few millimeters away from the man's eyes.

"Or die." He said impatiently.

Jason held his forehead, he looked at the familiar attire, and didn't know what to say——

Damian?

When did he become Robin?Wow, Sediq is really poisonous, even if he takes over as Batman, all the devil cubs have been successfully captured by him?

Tony's voice rose: [...just Jason? 】

Tony: 【Is this your youngest cub?I bet Peter wouldn't be so wild ten years older—]

Bruce: […]

Is there really something wrong with my education?

He meowed softly, scratched his schoolbag, and signaled Peter to open the zipper wider.

Jason was a little uncomfortable. The last time he saw Damian was at the funeral, the two of them didn't speak a word, and a little further, he stepped on the little devil's kindness unceremoniously.

"...Robin."

He paused for a few seconds: "If it's their transaction records, I have backups there."

Damian sneered, kicked away the trash under his feet, and turned around: "Do you think I need your help?"

Jason lowered his voice: "I'm sorry, I just wanted to help."

He walked forward and stood next to Damian, knowing that the other party hated the condescending perspective, so he squatted down, looked up at him, and tried to soften his tone: "There are people in Gotham's port."

Damian frowned and said in a rough tone, "So?"

Jason rubbed his nose: "I'll give them all to you, okay?"

But Damian seemed to be getting angrier, and Jason didn't know what to say to offend the devil boy again, so he could only tentatively say, "I've caused you so much trouble before, so I'll take it as a thank you."

Jason: "Oh, you are Robin now... Maybe it's not suitable, I'll go ask and send you the information."

Bruce: [? ? ? 】

what happened?

Do you two know each other well?