Just say you lack output [Comprehensive Yingmei]

"You have to live well."

"The living will never be able to compete with the dead."

Jason's expression froze, his body was stiff, his gaze towards Onikiri suddenly changed, and he said warily, "You know me and Batman very well."

He just returned to Gotham not long ago, so he still doesn't know what happened between the sword and Bruce, but so far, whether it's the ghost's morbid and paranoid possessiveness towards the so-called master, that is, Batman, or after several trials His special tolerance towards himself as Bruce's adopted son made him think about it with horror.

And the deep meaning hidden in the last sentence made Jason feel even more shuddering. No matter who this living person is, it is obvious-Batman has provoked a rather troublesome guy.

"To be precise, I know everything about Master. After all, as a ghost, there are always some channels of information that humans cannot obtain."

The Taidao youth pressed his shoulders, and the astonishing chill was conveyed to his limbs and bones through the jacket and T-shirt, while the blood flying from the end of the opponent's eyes became more vivid and terrifying. He looked cold and stern, and said: "Including You, you are a part of him, I know the master cares about you, so I can give you a day to think about it."

Jason's gaze fell on the other party's seemingly fragile neck—light blue blood vessels were revealed under the fair skin, like oriental porcelain that could shatter when pinched, but at the same time, he knew quite well that it must be as hard as steel, He sneered mockingly, even though he was suppressed, his momentum was still full of aggression: "Thinking about how to kill you?"

The Taidao youth looked down at him, and said with casual indifference: "Consider whether to go back to Wayne Manor willingly and obediently go back to be Batman's second-generation Robin, or let me hold you by the neck and throw it in front of Bruce. The new Robin and the next Robin look at how messed up their predecessors are after leaving Batman."

Jason's face darkened, and he said every word: "You are looking for death."

"The strong don't give in to the power of their tongues,"

The ghost sneered: "You have to choose, and you have no right to refuse."

Jason's eyes were red with anger, he gritted his teeth and said, "Dream."

"I'm giving you steps, and you know that."

The ghost's slender and cold palm fell on the warm neck of the second generation Robin and slowly closed it. His scarlet eyes were flickering with madness and calmness, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Who is dreaming, Jason? To be around Bruce, to have his approval and attention, is what you dream about, and you can't hide it from me, and I know you love him too."

Tachi obviously lost the patience to communicate. He also tried to irritate the other party, saying maliciously: "The more rebellious and rebellious you are, the master will pay more attention to you. You want Batman's guilt and Sadness, to prove that he loves you, isn't it?"

Jason sneered sarcastically, with a sarcastic expression on his face, as if he sneered at this statement, but in the cold and piercing gaze of the other party, he stuck out the tip of his tongue, and licked the dry lips defiantly and lewdly, with a method close to Provocative gesture: "Yes, that's right."

After failing to provoke the general, the demon snorted coldly.

However, Jason has no intention of ending this topic. Facing such a powerful demon that is almost invincible, his rationality and madness seem to be standing on a cliff at the same time, urging him to reveal his true thoughts, using a kind of Hurtful gesture: "I respect and love him like my father and teacher, but I hate him just as much."

Fu Sangshen's expression became cloudy.

And Jason seemed to think that the atmosphere between them was not intense enough, and he added with a stern look, "So he has to pay for this, even if it's not worth mentioning."

Sure enough, the tyrannical murderous intent around the big demon suddenly rose sharply, and the red demonic aura in the ghost's hands was almost condensed into substance. The anger and jealousy caused by coveting his possessions made his aura more sharp and compelling, and he was imprisoned on the neck of the second generation Robin. The palms on his hands were squeezed together, and then he threatened without hesitation: "If you dare to attack him, you will die!"

Jason showed no sign of weakness: "I'm looking for death, do you dare to kill me?"

His eyes are as sharp as a knife piercing his heart, and his blue eyes, as deep and beautiful as a starry sky, also revealed a bright malice and questioning: Do you dare to break Batman's principle of not killing, you know better than me , As long as you kill someone, you will never go back.

This sentence was like a bucket of cold water poured down from the head, calming down the angry ghost instantly. The veins on his forehead popped up, but he forcibly restrained his desire to destroy and destroy, and slowly calmed down with his eyes closed. Xinxu: "I would like to advise you the last sentence, it will not do you any good to provoke me, and the master will definitely belong to me."

Jason twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly: "It seems that you have never experienced the taste of failure, and now I also advise you, your goal is Batman, and I am his adopted son, even if I return to Wayne Manor , His focus will not be you, you can't get him."

The Taidao youth seemed to have never heard of it, and said indifferently: "The plan always has to be carried out slowly. Human beings who covet the dragon's treasure should also be eliminated bit by bit... and the most important thing is that the master wants you to go back."

Jason gasped for breath, his heartbeat seemed to have stopped, he had to admit that Ghost Cut was right, he did still love his father, Batman, so as long as he heard from him that Bruce cared about him , I couldn't help but continue to ask with a wavering heart: "Batman wants me to go back? Tell me, what do you mean!"

It was as if out of despair hope was reborn.

Batman never admitted that he was a qualified Robin, and even the uniform was given to him by Dick. The moment he climbed out of the grave with scars, he had expected that Batman would kill the Joker to avenge him, because if He would absolutely do it in turn, but he not only didn't Bruce avenge him, he even had a new Robin again to take his place, as if losing him meant nothing to Batman, the thing he was most angry about This is it.

"Don't go overboard, Jason, the master's wish is indeed higher than everything I planned, but it doesn't mean that I can control my killing intent and get it back. You have already occupied a big place in the master's heart, so don't worry about it again." Try to get more of his attention."

The ghost chuckled, and said slowly, "The master is mine. If you are dead, I may not be able to compete with you, but as long as you are alive... In short, you must not only live well Yes, and you must obediently go back and be your second-generation Robin."

In a blink of an eye, Jason suddenly understood that not only would this sword not kill him, it would even bring him back to Wayne Manor, just because Bruce would pay more attention to a son who was against him, but One can imagine how crazy and terrifying this guy's persistence is. He is quietly arranging everything that appears around Bruce, whether it's the villain, Robin, or even the butler.

He is now deeply aware of how much this sword is attached to Batman: Jason is absolutely sure that Onikiri will not kill him, and he will not even attack anyone, because Batman never kills, and dead people are dead. Will always hold a place in Bruce's heart.

Jason looked at him with a complicated expression, realizing that he was just an appendage of Bruce in the eyes of the other party, whether he knew that his plan was insignificant at all, he said in a deep voice: "...you monster."

Onikiri glanced at him, and said coldly: "Your reprimand can be saved until tomorrow, a Robin with no energy will make the master worry."

Jason was expressionless: "Worried? You are wrong, Batman will only be disappointed in me."

"He should be disappointed, because you don't know him well enough, and you don't know how much he loves you. Just to remind you, the clown is dead, and your uniform is hanging in the master's Batcave."

The Taidao youth rolled his Adam's apple twice, and slowly loosened the restraint on the second-generation Robin. Facing his shocked expression, he ordered that he couldn't refuse: "So tomorrow you'd better be gentle and don't make me take drastic measures. , as for now, shut up and rest."

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However, Jason first met Batman and his new Robin last night, and then he was attacked by 23 Night in Onigiri form. At this moment, there was a hideous and terrifying ghost sitting next to him, so even though he was forced to rest, he was still the same. Mental tension does not mean falling asleep at all.

When he stubbornly asked about the clown for the sixth time, 23 simply and neatly added a hand knife to him: "A teenage boy, lack of sleep is not good for the future growth and development of the body."

"I've never seen a six-foot, 180-pound boy."

Blake always pays attention to the red sign on the system map, and by the way focuses on Silence and Batman. It looks at Jason who is still frowning uneasy even in his deep sleep: "Why don't you explain the cause of the clown's death clearly? Relax a little bit."

23 Sitting sideways on the container, Jason fell into a deep sleep. She simply stopped insisting on that cold character design and let the second-generation Robin sleep comfortably on her lap. By the way, she put a kimono on him, Consciously replied: "He has tortured himself for more than a year, so I can only give him an introduction. Only things that I personally found out are more credible and easier to move."

Blake asked back, "What about Bruce?"

23's body froze for a second, and when the paranoia and possessiveness in the mental influence slowly faded away, she replied: "I will go to see him, maybe there will be a delay of a few days, even if it is the influence of Onikiri. It's like drinking poison to quench thirst, but I have to do it, and if I don't see him again, I may lose control of my negative emotions."

Blake: "I agree, hope he can provide a bed, I... I think the container is very hard, you don't sleep well."

23 sighed: "I hope so."