Wayne Manor

Seeing that Tim successfully brought Gordon back, Alfred was visibly relieved.But things always come one after another. He told Tim Wayne that the armory was attacked by gangsters. Although they stopped them this time, it might not be the next time.

Tim knew this had to be done quickly, and if the Wayne Armory was ransacked and the gang got those weapons, it would be more difficult for them to catch the Joker.

He walked into the bat cave and tapped on the operating table for a while, and the computer made a "rustling" noise.

After a few seconds, the sound became clearer and clearer.

"I can help you with this matter, but you have to remember that you have never seen me today."

The voice sounded familiar, and it took a while for Ede to realize that it was Penguin's voice.

"You don't need to remind me." The voice of the person who answered had been obviously changed, with a false mechanical sound.

The Penguin was silent for a few minutes, and there was the sound of mouse clicking, and then he gave an address.

"You owe me a favor, Red Hood."

Ede didn't expect that it was Red Hood who made the deal with the Penguin. He has robbed the Penguin of a lot of business, so logically speaking, he should be a thorn in his side.How could you trade with the Red Hood?

Could it be that they want to work together as a partner, but after a little thought, it seems impossible. The red hood obviously has a bottom line.

Gordon clucked his tongue, and Bruce even installed a surveillance camera in the Iceberg restaurant.

"The Penguin address is most likely the location of the Joker," Tim said.

Time was running out, and Tim quickly made plans.He has to stay in the Batcave for coordinating and waiting for Wayne’s technical executive to signal the signal-blocking device. Gordon will continue to contact the underground police. She arranged to find the clown as the most suitable of the three.

Although this job is destined to be the most dangerous, Tim felt a little bully when he proposed the plan, but Ede had no objection, as if he was used to the danger.This complicates Tim's assessment of her.

……

Red Hood looked up at the factory that looked like countless steel monsters. Barbed wire fences and bunkers piled up with sandbags turned the abandoned ACE chemical factory into a strong fortress.

He looked at the commanding heights not far away, and seemed to have seen the machine gunner waiting for him to walk into range.

Red Hood didn't choose to go straight in, but turned around and walked away.Growing up in Gotham, he is very familiar with every factory, because the supervision of the factory is not too strict, and the vagrants steal a few corner parts from the warehouse, which is enough to eat for a few days.

The cities on Gotham belong to the powerful and rich, and they can openly drive cars on the asphalt road.The vagrants also have their own world, which is the underground world. Countless drainage channels are like a maze, but there is always a pipeline that can connect you to the destination you want to go.

Red Hood picked out a manhole cover familiarly and jumped down.

With the increasingly pungent smell of chemical waste, he knew that he was getting closer to his destination.Even though it has been abandoned for a long time, the chemical pollution in the early years does not know how long it will take to completely disappear.

After quickly drilling out from the manhole cover, he walked around in the dark warehouse.

About 30 minutes later, he saw a green-haired man walking by in the opposite corridor, who else but a clown.

Red Hood watched as the clown stopped in front of a narrow cast iron bridge. The iron bridge was 5 stories high, and there were many 1-meter-diameter oil and gas pipelines in the air. The platform at the end had no lights, so it was hard to see what was there.

The clown plucked his hair, turned around, tilted his head and said, "Whose bird was let in?"

The figure of Red Hood stepped out of the darkness.

The clown stared at his mask for a few seconds with his lidless eyeballs bare.It has to be said that his shameless honor is very penetrating.

"Hmm... I don't seem to know you? Shouldn't you introduce yourself?"

Red Hood silently held the crowbar in his hand, stared at the clown with emotionless mechanical eyes, strode towards him, and swung his fist at him.His movements were so fast that the clown only had time to take a few steps back, before he stepped back onto the iron bridge, his leather shoes screeching harshly.

He grinned, "You look serious, why do I think you know me?"

While dodging the red hood's attack hastily, the clown kept yelling: "It's not fair, it's not fair, why do you know me but I don't know you!"

Another elbow from Red Hood knocked him to the ground, black combat boots slamming into his pale wrists and crushing them hard.He seemed very impatient with the clown's crazy words, the cold crowbar slid in the air and hit his abdomen with a cold light.

The taciturn Red Hood doesn't seem to be in a hurry to kill him, but treats the clown in an abusive way. He knows the position of every bone in the human body, and he also knows how to keep people alive and bear the pain to the maximum.

Under the mask, there was a sneering smile on the corner of his mouth, knowing that the reason for this was all thanks to the clown, the clown broke every bone in his body with a crowbar, but the most painful thing was not the broken one. moment, but the shattered bones were violently rebonded when resurrected...

Countless times during that hellish recovery period, he wanted to bang his head to death.

The clown's face continued to ooze blood, but the iron ring on his mouth kept him smiling perfectly, and his poisonous snake-like eyes seemed to try to see him clearly through the red hood's equipment.

He didn't even yell, just smiled the Red Hood's disgust.

Watching his blushing hood slowly stop the crowbar.

He stretched out his hand and violently tore off the iron ring connecting the ear and the corner of the clown's mouth on the right side of his face. Immediately, the structure of the clown's mouth was exposed, and the vertical muscles drooped weakly. It was hard to believe that he was still a living human being.

This move really stimulated him, but it seemed to inspire him, he stuck out his tongue to lick the wound, like a gecko with only half a face left.

The chemical plant has been abandoned for a long time, and the cleaning is in a mess.The flies smelt the smell of carrion and kept licking the clown's face.

He showed his miserable white teeth, and suddenly said, "...Jason?"

The long-lost real name made Red Hood's body stiffen, but never for more than a second.However, this 1 second of stiffness was also conveyed to the clown through the red hood's foot on the clown's wrist.

His eyes lit up immediately, like a child who had guessed a riddle, if it wasn't for the fact that his wrist was still being stepped on, he might be clapping now.

"Jason Jason Jason! It turned out to be you, which really surprised me." The clown's mouth leaked a bit, but it couldn't dampen his interest.

The Joker shouted without hesitation: "I didn't expect you to be very important to Batman before. If I had expected that I would definitely not kill you so easily. You are worthy of more exciting plots."

"It's just—awesome!"

His words immediately angered Red Hood, and he was determined to end it now.

The clown lying on the ground saw the raised crowbar and immediately shouted: "Scarecrow!"

boom!

A huge force instantly kicked the red hood away.

He quickly adjusted his figure in the air, half-kneeled on the ground, and stared intently at the person who appeared suddenly.He was wearing a pitch-black battle armor and a pointed helmet. The eye-catching bat logo on his chest shone with a metal-like icy light, and the cloak behind him seemed to be able to spread his wings at any time.

Batman...

The clown in the back was supported by the scarecrow, looking at the two confronting each other, he couldn't breathe with laughter.

Seeing the scarecrow, he instantly realized that Batman may have been poisoned with a lot of fear gas.

The scarecrow's withered palms were open to them, and a puff of green gas slowly filled the air.The clown smelled it intoxicatedly, and complained: "It's a pity that your fear gas is useless to me, otherwise I really want to know what I am afraid of."

His gas is infectious on contact with the skin, and can insinuate the most unbearable fears.

Red Hood suddenly wanted to know what Bruce Wayne was afraid of, and would the cold Batman have a day of indulging in nightmares...

Seeing that he kept silent, the clown cleared his throat and said dissatisfiedly, "Hey, you don't have the same idea as me."

"You seem to be thinking, are you wondering what your old father is afraid of?" He smiled: "I know everything, Jason. Just like the smile on my face."

"For example, I know what your fears are with Batman. Don't rush to argue, please look forward to what I have to say, maybe it will make you willing to take off the hood and smile? Knowing that you are facing your mother in the Middle East At that time, the smile was so sweet, it's all because your mother is too cruel~"

Angrily, the red hood jumped into the air through the railing of the bridge, took out his pistol, and wanted to shoot the clown's unshielded rotten mouth.

And the moment he left, Batman followed him, pinching his wrist with one hand, and the red hood immediately felt that Batman's body temperature was very high, but before he realized anything, he was ripped off It fell down and hit the ground.

Red Hood took advantage of the situation and kicked Batman back a few steps with brute force.

He said, "You're really old, Batman. Too old to beat a scarecrow and a clown."

Batman acted as if he didn't hear it. He exerted force on his feet, his knees were slightly bent, and suddenly stretched like a bowstring.

The clown gloated and said, "Your performance pleases me! I decided to tell you the answer."

His voice was disgustingly sweet, "Batman's greatest fear~ is to be responsible for Robin's death!"

"And Robin's biggest fear is that he will be responsible for Batman's death~"

Papa, he clapped his hands and wiped away the non-existent tears artificially: "Wuuuu is so touching."

Red Hood was so pissed off, it was all farting.Batman's greatest fear is being responsible for his death?Ridiculous, based on his intelligence, Batman secretly adopted another child before Jason passed away for 3 months.

What's the name, Tim Drago.

He felt like an idiot for thinking he was the irreplaceable Robin when in reality he was just a random assistant.

Even though Jason could understand that Batman needed Robin, what he couldn't let go of the most was the blustery clown-why is he still alive?

Why is the Joker who killed himself and separated himself from Bruce alive?If it was Jason, even if he chased him to the ends of the earth, he would cut off the clown's head and send it to his grave.

Even he was just sent to the Arkham Mental Hospital, and continued to escape from prison and continue to kill... Is this the principle of Batman, then Gotham does not need such a hero.

Control violence with violence, stop killing with killing.

Let the punishment be proportionate to the guilt.

Red Hood's eyes grow firm, he's right, so he has to outwit Batman, kill the Joker, and find that damn nuke!

Batman's leaping figure seemed to be a huge ghost rushing towards him, the palms of the red hood and black gauntlets were tightly clenched into fists, and some emotions surged in his body.

A dark knight who has no self-awareness and is controlled cannot defeat his current self.Ever since he came back to life, he has been trained by those difficult Templar monks.

Anger, revenge, these emotions make Jason Todd stronger.

Those useless weaknesses have long been thrown into the grave by him.

Red Hood seems to be in another world, and he can't even hear the clown's endless trash talk.He punches Batman as loud as a knife shatters glass, over and over again…

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