batman and red hood

The clown who was pulled out of the cabinet and fell to the ground hadn't recovered from the dizziness caused by the impact.After shaking his dizzy mind, he finally saw the current situation clearly.The kid who was killed by him was standing next to him at this moment, pointing a gun at the little bat standing opposite.

"Oh great, what a wonderful reunion, can anyone take a photo?"

The clown's words interrupted the silence, and successfully drew the attention of the red hood.Being kicked hard and fell to the ground, Red Hood then fired a shot. The bullet hit the clown's nose and hit the ground, splashing a little fragments and hitting the clown's face.

"Hey!"

Before the clown protested, the gun in Red Hood's hand was pressed against his temple.Instead of focusing on the clown, the red hood shifted his target to the man opposite:

"Then tell me, Batman, how many people are you going to wait until he kills before killing him? Or are you going to let the Joker kill as he pleases?!"

Batman was silent. On the contrary, the clown who was pinned to the ground seemed to be completely out of state for the situation in front of him, and the piercing voice continued to speak words that were completely inconsistent with the atmosphere in front of him:

"Oh, he's so handsome, I'm falling in love with him, isn't he?"

The last question was addressed to the man standing like a statue.

"answer me!"

Red Hood was annoyed by the joker's gags, but he was even more annoyed by the man's silence.What is he silent about?Was he going to tell him that even if the Joker killed everyone in Gotham, he wouldn't kill him?The lives of all Gotham people are not as good as a clown in his eyes?

"answer me!!"

Red Hood persistently asked for this answer again.

"Hey, I think you'd better answer him, his finger is about to pull the trigger"

The Joker interrupted again inappropriately.

"you shut up!"

The red hood hit the clown's face fiercely in a circle, and blood flowed out from the corners of the clown's mouth and nostrils, but it triggered a new round of wild laughter from the lunatic.

Harsh laughter kept echoing in the empty room.

But the two people who were confronting each other didn't respond in the slightest to this, and the red hood still stubbornly lowered the gun to the clown's head, waiting for an answer.An answer he least wanted to know.

Batman stood there looking at the red hood, and he saw the expression on the man's face that he saw in the alley.That is the face of crazy obsession with some purpose.At the beginning, he saw Jason's potential and also saw Jason's dark side.He took him off Crime Lane to avoid the worst possible outcome.

But that didn't help, he forgot that being around Batman wasn't fundamentally different than being in Crime Alley.Those dark crimes were far beyond what a child could imagine; he forgot that Jason was different from Dick, the tyranny and darkness hidden in the depths of his soul had not been diminished by leaving Crime Alley; he had forgotten the child He grew up in sin, and he has an innate instinctive abhorrence of sin, as if he didn't need anyone to teach him, he learned how to commit crimes.Hating evil, yet growing in it, he guessed the evil part of human nature more easily than Dick, and when he discovered this, it was too late.

Vigilante, a reasonable but illegal identity, an identity that is very suitable for Gotham, was given to this child, giving him the scepter of judgment.

He told Jason more than once that the vigilantes have no right to judge people.But reality taught Jason to be more sensible and conclude that laws are useless.

The law in Gotham is simply a joke, the parliament controlled by big consortiums, the city controlled by money, and the people who are corrupt to the root.In this city made up of luxury and money, the reason he gave Jason was so feeble.Jason didn't have Dick's patience to wait for things to turn around.

No matter how much money is donated, or how advanced the monitoring system is replaced, Arkham's high walls and large sea area are like a joke, allowing these guys to come and go at will.

Sometimes Bruce himself feels confused, he repeats this behavior crazily like a machine, what is the meaning of it, but...

"…No, I can't, I'm sorry"

A deep, unwavering voice spoke the final result, and in the end he still couldn't give Jason a satisfactory answer, even if it was a lie.

"...That is to say, no matter how many people he kills, you will not solve him?...Even if he kills me..."

Batman's answer finally became the spark that ignited Red Hood's rage. His voice had calmed down, and his voice had once again returned to that flat state. Even without the voice changer, it sounded like An artificial voice called by the machine.

Batman's hand under the cloak was ready, he really didn't want it to go this way, but he had no choice...he couldn't let Jason kill the Joker.

Forced himself to calm down, he carefully observed every movement of the Red Hood.

Red Hood pulled the Joker up from the ground, wrapping his strong arms around his neck.Batman was strangled by that arm, and he knew very well that the strength of the Red Hood's arm was enough to pinch the Joker's neck with the muscles in his arm.He was trying to break the clown's neck in front of his face?

The Red Hood didn't seem to have any behavior at all and would continue to follow Batman's guess. He threw out the gun in his hand, and the gun was thrown into Batman's hand in a perfect arc, and then he pulled out another pistol He lowered the clown's head and said:

"Choose one, kill the clown or... me!"

Batman squinted at the firearm in his hand. It was a well-maintained pistol. Judging from its weight, it should be a modified gun. Recalling those guys who died under the gun of the Red Hood, Batman was very sure that the Red Hood Both guns are products of his own modification.Both the power and range are beyond the original parameters of the firearm.

He knew Jason's talent in firearms, which he could see from before. In addition to literature books on Jason's bookcase, there were books related to firearms.

The clown seemed to have finally regained his sanity from the red hood's fist just now, and when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he even laughed wildly.It's great isn't it?Father and son fought each other, and the two fought for him. The clown never thought that the script would be so wonderful. It was so wonderful that he could only laugh wildly.After he had finally had enough, looked at Batman with that nasty grin and said:

"Oh my God, what a great day today, a perfect reunion, isn't he great? Under the education of 'us', he grew up perfectly, isn't he?!"

""you shut up! ! ""

Two furious roars came out at the same time, and the red hood tightened the strength of his arms again, and his strong muscles tightly strangled the clown's throat to prevent him from uttering any boring words.

"Choose!"

The red hood's gun was firmly pressed against the clown's temple, and the crazy eyes revealed through the mask, which were exactly the same as the clown's.

[When the vengeful undead loses his target, he will transfer his hatred to other people...including you]

Zatanna's warning rang in his ears again.

He can't let this happen, he can't let Dick, Alfred, Tim get hurt...he can't let Jason be completely swallowed by hatred and become a vengeful undead who only kills...he has to do something...