[Comprehensive English and American] Jason's beautiful day

Gotham.

The city of sin, the city of fools, this ancient and luxurious city never stops.

--until today.

The scarecrow's threat was successful. No one wants to face the threat of being scared mad by the poisonous fear gas all the time. Yesterday, there were still 630 million people in this city. They ran away overnight, and only the lunatics and villains remained here. It is no exaggeration to say that anyone on the road now has a reason to be put in jail.

Fully automatic machine guns were installed on the towers and signal stations, the bridges connecting several Gotham islands were blown up, bombs were placed under the roads, and mercenaries armed with lethal weapons guarded various key places. Model tanks are gliding around on the streets, and a small number of honest policemen are still sticking to the GCPD. The gate of the police station is locked tightly, and no one dares to come out from here.

This long night, all their hopes rested on one person.

batman.

Under normal circumstances, the Justice League will come forward for this level of affairs. Even if all members are not needed, Superman and Wonder Woman will never be absent.

Barry got busy as soon as he learned of the fall of Gotham. In the blink of an eye, the little red man changed into his uniform, stood outside the channel of the mother box, and anxiously pressed his hand on the recognizer.

Barry: "Teleport destination, Gotham."

The mother box flickered, and a red light suddenly lit up, and said in a cold mechanical voice: "Transmission is prohibited."

The little red man was stunned, and muttered to himself: "Can the mother box be broken? Victor, come and see what's going on."

The steel bone stood up for no reason, the mechanical fingers deformed with a click, and then connected to the mother box, some strange-shaped characters quickly slid through the mechanical eye, and finally stopped.

... Batman?

He looked at Barry in embarrassment. He didn't know what to say. There was no malfunction in the mother box, but Gotham's transmission permission was banned. Not only that, the only person with permission deleted his own information completely. clean.

This looks like Batman is about to withdraw from the alliance, but before that, he didn't show the slightest sign of breaking up?

Diana walked over quickly, her eyebrows furrowed into a stern shape: "Steel bone?"

Cyborg opened his mouth, unsure if he should tell Wonder Woman the terrible news.

Why does Batman do such a thing inexplicably?

A voice rescued him, and the person with the best relationship between the League and Batman floated over in a steady and divine posture.

Clark: "Diana, he knows."

His voice was very calm, but there was a sense of relief hidden, like a death row inmate who finally knows the date of execution.

Diana's pupils shrank slightly, and she habitually held the lasso of truth around her waist: "We all did it wrong, but Batman needs help now."

Clark didn't speak, just stared at her in silence.

This kind of gaze seemed to carry a special power, and the tense muscles of Amazon's demigod gradually relaxed, and an indescribable sense of fatigue appeared on Wonder Woman's beautiful face.

Clark is right.

Bruce won't allow them to meddle in his city anymore, even if they weren't directly involved in wiping Batman's memory...but they are different, Wonder Woman and Superman can knock on the windows of Wayne Manor in the middle of the night, sit in the bat man eating hamburger on bed.

Batman won't forgive their behavior that borders on betrayal.

Gotham rejected the Justice League, but it also rejected Superman and Wonder Woman.

**

Jason slipped into his boots absent-mindedly as he put on the armor made of metal, his head in a mess.

He should have gone to meet the Scarecrow now. In order to implement the plan of Arkham Knight, he spent a total of 20 billion dollars. After the Scarecrow broadcasted all over the city, those stupid mercenaries thought they had the right instructions, so they drove tanks around Bumping back and forth on the street, Jason glanced at the window and covered his forehead without saying a word.

He had thought so well before—to make Batman feel fear and regret, and then let him go to hell with these two emotions, but when it really came to this day, he hesitated instead, and those wonderful times spent with Bruce The days of the day flashed back and forth in his mind uncontrollably, making him extremely irritable.

System: [I hope you can think the same when you see Batman. 】

Jason: […]

... There is no way to refute the system at all. Bruce has a buff that "makes me angry". When he enters a radius of 100 meters around Batman, he really wants to blast everything with a bazooka.

The silent profile picture flashed endlessly on the communication screen.

Jason took the communication impatiently.

Silence: "I need the key to Wayne Building."

this voice...

The black-haired young man's eyelids twitched unconsciously. Silent was very confused. He was a pervert by nature, but he insisted on blaming Batman for his mistakes. As Bruce's childhood friend, he was always jealous of him. Afterwards, he simply went to have his face adjusted, making himself exactly like Bruce, nestling in the room every day to imitate Bruce's every move, hearing the voice, Jason almost thought he was talking to Bruce.

outrageous.

Does Bruce have any magical physique, why are people who have anything to do with him so weird?

Jason: "Wait a minute, I'll go with you."

He didn't give the other party a chance to speak, and hung up the communication with a cold face, took a deep breath, and rubbed his temples again.

System: [You haven't seen Batman yet, is this the case? 】

Jason ignored the system, put on his uniform, and quickly went to the garage to pick up a tank. After setting up the autopilot, he had nothing to do. To pass the time, he put his eyes on the binoculars.

He has never seen this kind of Gotham before. There is no one in the huge city, but it is still in a state of normal operation. The lights of some shops are not turned off, as if the shopkeepers just left for a short time.

The tank turned a corner.

In an instant-

The whole world has changed. The street lamps are crooked on both sides of the road, and the railings have been knocked out. The buildings that were originally well-organized now look like they have been chewed by dogs.

Jason zoomed in on the camera without a word, and looked carefully.

...that dent?Looks like it was hit by a Batmobile?

what's the situation?

He just slept with Ye Yi, and Gotham became a mess?

System: [Oh my god. 】

The system was also shocked, this, this, this... At that time, he was so focused on directing the mercenaries to make troubles that he didn't even bother to watch Batman drive. It turned out that the rebuilding of Gotham was so hard afterwards, and the old bat deserved some credit?

Jason: [Can he drive a car? 】

Such a good Batmobile was actually driven by Batman as an excavator?

Should not.

One cannot...at least not should.

The more Jason thought about it, the more his heart ached, and he was even a little autistic. He has always had a good impression of the Batmobile. When he was a child, he pried two tires and went back to collect them. When he was forced to give up the Batmobile, it was even more like being robbed. Just as uncomfortable.

No.

If you can't drive it, then I will drive it.

**

The Wayne Group arrived soon, Jason jumped out of the tank, and walked around to the back door familiarly. Silence had been waiting there for a long time.

His head and face were tightly wrapped in white cloth strips, only his eyes were exposed. After seeing Jason, he paused for a few seconds.

There is an ominous premonition.

These Gotham villains, they have a unique way of identifying people, who can cooperate, who can be used, and who is best not to mess with-everyone is clear in their hearts, and it doesn't matter if they are weird, but at least There must be basic conduct.

He was willing to cooperate with Red Hood at that time, and that red head looked at him very reassuringly... So what's going on now?

Not to mention anything else, just the armor alone, Hu Mo felt a phantom pain when he saw Jason's pointed ears on the top of his head.

Alarm bell works!

Could this red hood have something to do with Batman?I heard that working with someone with bat ears on their head doesn't end well...

Jason: "Show your face and follow me."

Silence: "Aren't you showing your face?"

Jason felt baffled. It was the first time he heard such a request. Is there something wrong with the silent man?

In the spirit of accommodating his partner, he pressed the side of his ear, and the helmet with a strong sense of technology fluttered, a puff of white smoke came out, and it opened slowly.

Silence stared at Jason with breathless concentration.

Don't be what he thinks... oh no!

At first glance, it is not a serious villain.

The domino mask on Jason's face, the breath of bats is so strong that it is about to overflow. Masks are not a choice for people like them. Whoever wears a mask for a serious villain, everyone has to choose a full-covered head Cover, or choose a muzzle!

Seeing that Mu Mo didn't keep up, Jason stopped, with a bad look on his face: "Don't waste my time."

He really wanted to kill Hush now, not for anything else, just for that face.

Bruce Wayne's face, Batman's face... what are you, worthy of this face?

After Shu Mo took off the bandage, he looked exactly like Bruce. After special training, his voice, body shape, and manner... were all similar enough to be fake. Jason refrained from paying attention to him, but his peripheral vision was always stealthy. Moved to the familiar face.

It's ugly.

The silent blue eyes are like two cheap glass balls, compared with the real Batman, it is like the contrast between gemstones and dead fish eyes, revealing the temperament of a fake from top to bottom.

Bruce is unique.

The black-haired young man criticized the silence in his heart, and walked to the heavy and excessive door, and an electronic lock was hung in the middle of the door.

Jason lowered his head and began to work on the microcomputer. After so many years, the key must not be the one he knew back then.

Mo Mo couldn't help but speak: "The cracked key can't open the door, this building has opened the highest level of protection."

Silence: "I tried, but it doesn't work for you."

Jason turned his head, glanced at him inexplicably, and turned off the computer screen: "Have you tried it?"

Without giving silence time to react, he slapped the door aggressively.

silence:? ? ?

The place where the palm touched the door looked the same as the surrounding area, but when Jason pressed it, a blue light streaked across the black metal——

The door opened.

Jason said slowly: "It's because your skills are not good enough."

system:【……】

Jason was confident: [Why?He doesn't know I have permission. 】

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