[Comprehensive English and American] Jason's beautiful day

"..."

Jason: "I'm waiting for you to tell me you're joking."

Damian looked at him with a creepy look.

"...Wait, are you serious?" Jason put his legs down and sat upright, "Why don't you try to catch Superman and threaten him to do something big for you?"

Damian's expression became a little more ferocious.

"wrong."

Jason leaned forward slightly, "What are you anxious about?"

It wasn't an illusion, he saw something familiar from Damian, like his planned life was suddenly interrupted, and he was full of confusion, anxiety and bewilderment.

"No." Damian's posture was tough, he walked around to the other end of the table and sat down, with his hands folded, his expression was a kind of maturity far beyond his age, "Mother claimed to have killed grandfather, some fools wanted to test the Assassin League authority."

Jason listened without saying a word, and when Damian finished explaining the reason, he lowered his eyes.

"I'll go with you." Damian frowned.

Jason didn't answer, he calmly collected the unappetizing leftovers from the table and threw them roughly into the sink, while Damian stood like a little ghost in the shadow of the furniture, not saying a word .

"Okay." Jason replied, he turned on the light, the light was a bit harsh, and the room lit up all of a sudden, but the two of them didn't even squint their eyes.

"I'll fix this, but you don't need to follow."

Damian's eyes became strange, "It seems that my previous evaluation was wrong, you are even more stupid than before."

"Hey." Jason knelt down, looked up at Damian, and patted him on the shoulder, "I don't like working with children, okay?"

"Idiot." Damian sneered, "I am the only successful one out of thousands of defective products. I had thirteen Ph. long."

Jason took a deep breath: [He was joking, right? No novels dare to write like that anymore. 】

System: [I hope so too, but you can see for yourself. 】

After speaking, the system called out Damian's character card.

……

Jason: Pupil Earthquake jpg.

Many of Damian's character cards are still in the gray state, but the number of flashing options alone is shocking enough, and the gun proficiency, fighting proficiency, and assassination are even denser.

He looked at the dwarf in front of him again. Damian had a good face, and he was cute when he was not talking. No one could tell that this kid was a master assassin.

Based on Jason's experience, the passive skills of this character card are often useful, so he clicked on it.

[Five Bats at the Door—Remarks: Not activated, long cooldown period. 】

...? ? ?

What the hell is this?

Jason poked the passive skill vigilantly. As expected, nothing happened. He tried to find some shadows of bats on Damian.

"Do you keep bats?" Jason asked nonchalantly.

But he found that this question caused Damian to have great mood swings, "Do you remember?"

"I guess." He replied ambiguously.

Damian didn't answer, he looked straight into Jason's eyes, that gaze seemed to be able to see through a person's soul, after a while, he looked away, sneered, and warned: "This is my last Allow you to test me once."

Damian thought for a while, "Your past is not a secret, but my mother advised me not to do anything unnecessary."

He is pitying me.

Jason thought calmly, it's not a good thing to be pitied, especially by this little kid who had a bad childhood at first glance.

"Okay." He shrugged easily, "Then do you want to live here? Or contact me later?"

Damian clicked his tongue, he looked critically at the apartment, walked to the window, "wait for my communication."

Jason waved at him perfunctorily, watching Damian jump out.

"By the way, I like this." Damian's head popped out again, and he shot his claws at Jason's side where there was a red hood.

The hook and claw circled around a few times, and firmly retracted it into Damian's arms with the hood on, "Not a bad trophy."

Jason waited for a while, and judged that Damian had really disappeared.

"...This is my last hood." Jason said.

"Also, why don't you go through the door?"

Peter stayed in Stark Tower with nothing to do for a few days. After the potion was metabolized, Spider-Man's super resilience came back. Tony gave Friday an order to let her take care of herself, but because Peter was still giving birth to Tony Furious, after recovering, he put on his uniform and swung out of the window without saying hello.

"Fresh air." He stretched his limbs, and the next second a figure caught his attention - it was Jason.

He jumped down and wanted to say hello to Jason, but Jason turned around as if he had eyes behind his back, "He's recovering well."

"...Yes." Peter scratched his hair, "How is your case going?"

"Not bad." Jason threw a small monitor at Peter abruptly.

"Hey!" Peter protested dissatisfiedly, but the next second his attention was attracted, "What is this?"

"Information." Jason replied casually, "And the time and place of this transaction."

He supported the truck in the alley, jumped over it nimbly, and sat on the fire stairs outside the building, "How about it? Do you want to do something big?"

Peter's eyes lit up, and Jason could see the big white eyes on his hood expanding and stretching, but the emotion was fleeting. He lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "Mr. Stark must be very angry."

Jason changed his posture, propped his chin with his hands, and asked with interest, "Did you quarrel?"

This sentence aroused Peter's desire to confide, and he replied listlessly, "He's such a jerk, he was like that last time, and he's like that again this time..."

Jason Todd is a trustworthy person. Peter took a look at Jason. His intuition was always accurate. This may be the ability brought to him by the spider sense, so that he can distinguish who he can get close to. The last time he The one who made that judgment was the incomprehensible mercenary.

"Tony never listened to me carefully. No matter what I did, he would ask me to be a good neighbor and catch thieves. Obviously I have such abilities. Sometimes I just want to help him or keep him from getting hurt. "Peter became more and more frustrated. He sat heavily in the corner with his knees spread apart and his arms on his knees. "I don't want to have a conflict with him, but..."

"He always treats you like a child?" Jason answered.

Peter nodded.

He exuded a downcast and gloomy aura. Jason didn't want to be nosy, but it was clear that his body had a mind of its own.

"Iron Man keeps you in check and monitors your every move, it feels suffocating, doesn't it?"

Peter nodded a bit more, but added, "Tony for my safety."

Jason jumped down the stairs lightly, "I know how it feels."

……

What nonsense am I talking about.

I know what a fart feels like.

But Jason didn't stop at all. He even put on a heart-to-heart gesture, sat down next to Peter, and organized his words, "I'm very experienced in handling similar disputes."

I......?Seems to be really experienced?

He watched Peter straighten up with a guilty conscience, and continued, "Iron Man... This kind of person is hard to convince. Once you decide something, you can't change anything even if you die in front of him."

"It's still not that exaggerated." Peter retorted weakly.

Jason picked up the crushed soda can beside him and threw it at the opposite wall. "It's not much better. Based on my experience, it's impossible to convince them."

"They?" Peter asked. "Anyone with a worse personality than Tony?"

"...Yes." A dark figure appeared in Jason's mind, with a strong figure and broad shoulders.

He shook his head, dismissed the shadow from his mind, then turned slightly sideways, and said in an extremely serious tone, "You need to take action to solve it."

Jason clenched his fist and waved it playfully.

The author has something to say:

Jason taught Peter his experience in dealing with family relationships: one dares to speak, the other dares to listen.

Future Tony: ? ? ?

Speaking of which, is it the kind of operation that the batman always fights after a long time without saying the result?