[Comprehensive British and American] Where is the amazing Jason

Martha stared deeply at Bruce, the woman's face was young, but her eyes were old.

That look nailed Bruce in place, and there was so much emotion in it.After her, no other woman would look at him with such eyes, so pure and yet so complicated.

Martha waved to Bruce, and she walked towards Bruce without waiting for Bruce's response.The woman's figure disappeared into the light, into the darkness, and she reappeared, standing in front of Bruce.

She looked Bruce up and down carefully.

"We didn't have a good time," she said candidly. "We were forced to be disqualified parents, so, no. We regretted it every day for decades."

It's not that they regretted saving Bruce, no matter how many times things happened again, they hoped that the one who survived was Bruce.

What they regretted was not being able to leave one more person to accompany Bruce through all the difficult years that followed.

Thomas walked over to Martha, and the couple met Bruce's eyes.Bruce clenched his fists, he kept reminding himself of the purpose of coming here, he didn't come here to catch up.

"Ghosts scattered across the city, I need you to take them back," he said, the mask covering his expression, giving him some Batman dignity.

But this set is useless in front of parents. How can parents be afraid of their children?

Martha smiled lightly, "I thought you'd rather have a few words with us first. We haven't spoken in a long time, Bruce."

"After the matter is over." Bruce said, he paused briefly, and continued, "We are going to take a family portrait, and the new family portrait will hang in the previous position."

"Oh, it's going to end," Martha said, her smile still on her face, and she didn't think it was a big deal that ghosts were roaming around Gotham hunting down their murderers.

She reached out to caress Bruce's face, "As long as you stay here, it's just one night. All the bad things will be fixed. You don't have to worry about Batman's reputation being ruined, and you don't have to worry about the trash letting innocent people Difficulty sleeping and eating. Things are going to work out for the better."

The ghost's hand touched the human's cheek, and Bruce took a step back, avoiding further contact.He tried to straighten his back under Martha's disappointed eyes.

"Things don't turn out to be good," he stated. "Human beings sometimes have a hard time identifying the object of resentment. Everyone's sense of fairness and justice is very different."

"Justice is justice. How can there be other standards?" Martha asked, "It is wrong to hurt others with malice."

Bruce retorted, "Then how is it a time of war? If you are faced with the survival dilemma of choosing one or the other, what if the dead commit the unforgivable crime first? It is wrong to hurt others with malice, so revenge People are wrong too, so does that mean other people can take revenge on the Avengers?"

Bruce said solemnly, "Recognizing the justice of revenge means that revenge itself will never end."

"Sometimes things are not as complicated as you think," Martha shook her head. "No one can avenge a ghost."

"They'll think the Bat was a mistake," Bruce said. "Batman is going to be the biggest sinner in the city on the basis of vengeance."

Martha's eyes widened suddenly, and at some point, they were surrounded.Phantoms lurking in the shadows show their prying eyes in the dark.

The faces of many sad and angry victims turned to Bruce, and their expressions were distorted by excessive emotions, turning into unreadable books and unreadable paintings.

"They should be in Arkham, why are they here?" Thomas was shocked. "The murderers who killed them were all Arkham criminals, either in the city or in that mental hospital!"

"The reason they're here is simple," Bruce said, his voice full of sadness, "because Batman failed them. He didn't save them."

"Can any of you help the bats?" Dick sprinted down the aisles of Arkham Asylum.

He stepped on the railing and jumped down, doing four rolls in the air, avoiding the hands protruding from the wall and trying to restrain him.The wrists of those hands seemed to be stretched infinitely like dough, and they were chasing after Dick like vines.

Ye Yi couldn't protect himself, and Arkham became a ghost town, with countless vengeful spirits emerging from every room, trying to take the lives of everyone here.The multifunctional belt on his wrists and ankles carried insufficient equipment, and there were only a few weapons with enchantments that could hit the magic side.

And he has to save his own life in this large haunted house, save the lives of innocent guards and doctors, and by the way, get those criminals who make trouble for him every day out of the life-and-death crisis.

"I'm kind of stuck here, they're so enthusiastic - hey, don't grab my ass!"

"I'll never go to a haunted house again in my life," Stephanie complained, "I've experienced all the excitement that a haunted house can feel." She punched the ghost's body, and the spirit body drifted away like smoke and gathered He rushed towards her fiercely from behind.

Cassandra swung the shackle and took her hand, and they supported each other as they smashed the glass and jumped out of the window.In addition to Arkham Asylum, Black Gate Prison is also the hardest hit area for ghost riots.

Arkham Asylum locks Gotham's lunatics, Blackgate Prison locks Gotham's gangsters.The two are strangely treated equally in the severity of the disaster by the vengeful undead.

"Nightwing, Batwoman is going to the madhouse to support you." Barbara's voice sounded, and although it was tight, it was still like a heavenly voice in Dick's ears. "Red Hood and Red Robin are going to Crime Alley to support. Redhead There are weapons on the magic side in the hood."

"You're on the magic side?" Dick felt betrayed.

"Shut up and wait to be rescued obediently, Head Dick." Jason cursed, "Everything you say next will be interpreted by me as jealousy."

They are still talking about it, but in fact their respective situations are not friendly.Jason and Tim rode a motorcycle together toward Crime Alley.All kinds of ghosts keep popping up along the way to stop them or take revenge on Jason and Tim.

Jason had to give up the right to drive the locomotive, stood in the back seat and took out his big caste blade to slash, making all kinds of difficult moves, "Damn, oh, wait, we are really going to hell. Why are they doing it? Chasing us, I don't know why I was hated, because I'm handsome?"

"I don't want to comment on your narcissism, it's comparable to N." Tim pulls up the speed, "B, we have 5 minutes to arrive, how are you doing?"

No response.Things were pretty bad for Bruce.

Batman has always been a target.Bruce realized at the beginning of this identity that he would take people's anger, meaningful and meaningless, his and not his.

Unlike the situation where Dick and Stephanie were implicated by criminals, all the ghosts lurking in Crime Alley were aimed at "Batman".And he has to take Thomas and Martha to avoid the ghost attack.

"It's impossible, why?" Martha asked, "Why should they hate you, you have done so much for them!"

She growled, "My son gave everything for you, and you want him to be a target for your useless rage!"

"Because they are all people I could have saved but failed to save." Bruce said suddenly.

"I remember the names of each of them." His tone was low, "I remember their family status. Wayne Enterprises will pay pensions to their families on a monthly basis."

Many people think Batman is omnipotent.This omnipotence is bought with many times of powerlessness.

This title is a curse.Batman must always consider the worst possibility, Batman must have a stronger obsession than anyone else, Batman must give up his personal life.Otherwise, someone will pay for it.

Thomas gritted his teeth, and he called his wife by name, "Martha."

Martha closed her eyes, "Pearl necklace." She chose to give up, "In fact, the ghosts that can stay in the human world have their own limited range of activities. We can only move in the small area before our death. , Whether it is interference with reality or freedom of action, there is a price to pay."

"Thomas and I have been in the world for too long, and we have accumulated some things. We made a contract and paid for them. If our strength can reach its strongest moment, we can unilaterally cancel the contract and let them return to themselves Where it should be."

"What does the pearl necklace do?" Bruce asked.

"The pearl necklace hosts all our strength. The place that carries us is not this alley, but the necklace."

Bruce paused, and he took out a small box from his equipment belt, which contained a tail ring.The ring is inlaid with a lustrous and warm pearl. If you look closely, there are small holes at both ends of the pearl that can allow thin threads to pass through.

It was one of the pearls in the string of pearls that he always carried with him.

"Not enough," Martha said, "but they're coming toward me."

"Father!" The boy's immature voice sounded in Crime Alley, and the little assassin dressed in assassin clothes came out from the oblique stabbing, carrying a shiny silver samurai sword on his back.

Bruce seemed to understand something, his pupils shrank slightly.

Martha said gently, "This kid wants you to be happy, so he has been wandering the sewers of Crime Alley for several days, looking for the pearls that fell in. Except for the one in your hand, the rest of the pearls are in his hands superior."

The young boy rushed up to him.Bruce noticed his elusiveness these days, but there were too many things piled up on him at the time, Jason's death, the riots in Arkham, the escaped criminals.And with Alfred covering for Damian, he doesn't pay attention to him.

Immediately afterwards, a locomotive fell from the sky, and the tires ran over the pedals of the roof and fell heavily to the ground.

Tim was driving the car in the front seat. "How's it going?"

Jason was in the back seat, with the big caste blade at his side, using the high-speed movement of the motorcycle to cut the evil spirits around them into a cloud of smoke, "You are so embarrassed, old man."

Martha looked at Bruce, her eyes were gentle and true, the eyes of a mother.

"You give everything you can, yet you still have to bear this hatred. You do everything to change the city, but Gotham's upper class will always be corrupt like mud, and no one person can change an entire city. City."

"Everything you do is in vain. It's a never-ending cycle. Even so, do you still insist on doing useless work?"

"Not in vain," Bruce said, and Damian, Tim, and Jason stood behind him, and beyond, Dick, Stephanie, Cassandra, Kate, and Barbara were also fighting for the same goal.In the farther and farther future, new people will join this huge family and contribute to making Gotham a better place.

"They proved that what I did was not for nothing," Bruce said. "They are my meritorious service."

The author has something to say: the ghost copy is coming to an end, and the main text is coming to an end

expected extra

1. Werewolf, Bat, Green, Tie's forum

2. The follow-up to the body swap of the two Jasons

3. Barrel and Outlaw Adventures, Bird Ball Barrel and Bunny Barrel

4. The first task is the crazy batch barrel of the Wayne couple's IF line

5. The IF line barrel meets the sweetheart barrel of the text, and the fake Narcissus is caught and raped (?)

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