[Comprehensive British and American] Family Matters

Talon was wounded by the sword, but that wasn't enough to stop him from moving.

The members of the court clamored and ordered Claw to kill the two "Batmen".It seems that being on their own territory really boosted the confidence of this group of people, and they didn't think about it. If Batman is so easy to kill, why would the Court of Owls spend so much time trapping Batman in a maze to consume his energy and energy?

"Kill them!"

"Kill Batman!"

"Torture them!"

"Make them scream!"

Jason almost thought that he had come to the scene of an underground fighting competition, because the members of the court were so excited, some of them even stepped up to the wall, sitting on the edge of the wall, precarious, still waving their fists high.

These people have a normal life outside the maze, even a fairly high-end life - it is impossible for this complex underground maze to be built with the hard-earned money of brick movers.

"As you wish, my court!" Talon rushed towards Jason - a wise choice, Bruce's Batman has been seriously injured, and Jason's Batman is the most likely threat to him of.

Although Jason wanted to grab Bruce and escape from this ghost place immediately, he had to deal with this undead zombie first.

Taking a distracted look at Bruce, Jason gritted his teeth bitterly.

He had never seen Bruce so decadent.Although Jason always called him "old man", at this moment Bruce really looked like a teenager, his sharp eyes were bloodshot and cloudy.His pale face was covered with stubble, his cheeks were clearly sunken, and his lips were covered with the blood he had just coughed up.

They say when you're extremely angry, it's called "red-eyed," but to Jason, everything he sees is green.

— like a pool.

"You just don't want to die obediently, do you?" Jason felt the anger rolling in his stomach, and he didn't understand why he could still talk to Claw so calmly, "It's not enough to put a bullet in the head." Are you going back to your hometown to get married?"

Obviously, there was a certain word in Jason's words that stimulated the sharp claws, and his next attack became heavy, containing long-suppressed anger, even though he quickly controlled his emotions, but how many short times The confrontation has leaked enough information for Jason to know that Talon may have inhuman vitality and resilience, while he also has a very human part.

very good.This is very good.

According to Jason's experience communicating with non-human intelligent life, sometimes you just can't make the other party understand human emotions, human reactions to pain, and so on.Like he can't understand the logic of certain races, traditions that are so serious to them seem like hilarious sitcoms to Jason.

The sharp claws in front of him are human after all, which means that Jason is [-]% sure that he can make him hurt, make him struggle, and make his life worse than death.

—in a human way.

Question: Apart from physical injury, when do humans feel pain?

The answer is when someone, something, or something that belongs to you is taken away.

Claw's attack is very tricky, and his movements do not have the shadow of orthodox martial arts, but he is very flexible and slippery.Jason's best chance to catch him is when he actively approaches and attacks.The enhanced resilience allows him to exchange injuries for injuries as much as he wants. There is no such thing as killing [-] enemies and self-damaging [-] for Talon.

Guns don't do much for Talon, and if he can still run around like this with bullets in the head and heart, then digging a few more holes in Talon's body must be like falling and scratching a piece of skin for him The same level, so Jason didn't intend to waste bullets on him just to protect himself.

But those who wear the white mask, the court that Talon serves faithfully, they don't have super vitality.

boom!

Aim and shoot.Even for fast-moving targets, Jason only needs three seconds to complete this set of movements, let alone those pampered members of the court, their movements are almost three blocks away from the word agility.

A man fell and landed on the ground with a funny slap.

During the fall, his mask flew away from his face and fell to the ground. Bloodstains spread from the place where the man was lying on his stomach, quickly staining the pure white mask red.

The ensuing silence, and the way Talon froze in place as he was about to punch Jason, turning his head to look at the blood-splattered members of the court... Oh!He really should have filmed this scene, even stage plays are not so exaggerated!

"I guess not every member of the Court of Owls has super resilience, huh?" Jason fired again, hitting a woman in the stunned crowd who was killed during Jason's fight with Talon. One of the most motivated people to cheer up Talon.

She didn't stand so far forward, so her body didn't fall dramatically, but collapsed directly into the crowd of the court.

The first one she came across was the old woman on the right, with gray hair but still blown into a fluffy shape, if the mask was removed, Jason believed that there must be a smeared and unscrupulous face underneath At this moment, the lady was screaming: "Get her away! Get her away! Blood!" and waved her hands in the air, slapping the woman to keep her away from her.

The other members of the court began to flee in panic, the ones running behind pulled the ones in front, the men stepped on the fallen women, and the women tore at the old people who stood in the way.This kind of secret underground labyrinth must not have a luxurious door that can allow more than a dozen people to enter and exit at the same time. They are scrambling to get through the life-saving exit a second earlier and escape to a place where bullets cannot reach.

No one bothered to examine the wounds of their colleagues.

"Look, this is your court." Jason pressed his knee against Talon's belly, and rushed forward with Talon until they hit the wall of the maze, "A group of selfish people Coward, hide your head and show your tail, using fools like you to do their dirty work."

The sharp claw's counterattack was fierce and ruthless. If the previous attack was reserved to please the court audience and prolong the torture of the prey, now he just wants to tear the Batman in front of him who hurt the court. .

Jason may not have the freakish resilience of Claw, but he can take a beating.And he's pretty sure that if he removes an arm or a leg from Talon - he can't grow arms and legs out of nothing - Talon is useless.

He just needs a good opportunity to strike from the right angle.

"I've seen that room full of coffins where the court collects circus kids and trains them to be monsters like you. They take the lives of those kids and I wonder what they instilled in you and gifted you with living corpses The same eternal life? Or give you a sacred mission? Or do you think you are saving the city?"

"I am a tool of the court!" Sharp Claw's knife slashed across Jason's arm, and the pain that crawled through like electricity made Jason almost let go of his hand holding the weapon. "This is the meaning of my existence!"

"The tools of this bunch of rubbish? Seriously?" Jason stabbed into the axillary artery of the claw, and was a little surprised that the blood spurted out was still warm. "Sorry, circus boy, it will be more valuable to find someone else in the next life." The goal."

Even Claw couldn't resist the dizziness and other symptoms caused by hemorrhage, and he didn't seem to take Jason's death threats to heart, because he was just a "tool" and tools can be replaced, and the value of tools depends on Its user - the Court of Owls.

So Jason didn't intend to take his life here, that would be too happy.

He believed that Talon also knew what he was going to do. When he took out the Explosive Batarang from his belt and aimed at the court members who were still pushing and running, Talon struggled to pick up his throwing knife and threw it at Jason.

Of course, he missed.The throwing knife flew out from Jason's side by a long distance.

"Say goodbye to your court, Talon." Exploding batarangs were originally designed to blow through walls, and detonating them would keep everyone busy in the hospital if not taking them away in the chaos. Reapers tug of war, not here morbidly admiring the claws to slay their foes.

All assumptions are based on the premise that the Batarang is detonated at the correct location.

But in fact, the bat dart did not explode in the court crowd as Jason expected.

It finally landed on the wall full of photos, and the red dot symbolizing the countdown to the detonation flickered a few times quickly, knocking down the sinful wall full of photos of the victims in the firelight and rumbling, revealing the hidden Behind the wall, a miniature model of the entire city of Gotham.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!" Jason turned his head to look at the culprit who made his bat dart seriously miss the target, "Are you injured enough?"

Jason rushed to Batman as if he was going to seek revenge, but when he touched Batman's crumbling body, his movements were incredibly soft.If the people in the Court of Owls were not in a hurry to escape, or were scared out of their wits by the explosion just now, they certainly would not believe this "Batman" who carefully examined Batman, and the one who shot the two of them without hesitation same person.

"Damn it, I shouldn't let that sharp claw exit so easily." Jason looked at the hideous wound and his jaw tightened. This wound swims back through the sewage of the sewer?impossible.

Who knows what weird germs or toxins are in those sewage?

"I'm sorry, B, I should have taken care of your injury first..." Jason couldn't believe that he had Bruce lying on his side with such a wound, in case Bruce didn't make it this far, after he fought Talon During the process, he lost a lot of blood... Jason closed his eyes tightly, and shook his head to get the horrible picture out of his head.

He felt like he was being torn apart, a part of him knew Bruce's wound had to be dealt with urgently, but another part of him just wanted to hang them all, and that damn claw.

Bruce patted Jason's arm, gritted his teeth and let Jason help him stand up.A throbbing pain from the wound in his abdomen brought him back to his knees, but Jason quickly grabbed Bruce, making himself his human crutch.

"Come on Boo...B, come on, I've found you, let's go home." Jason adjusted Bruce's posture, letting him put more weight on himself, "Just...just wait a little longer It's fine."

With trembling hands, Jason took out the lead box he used to isolate the signal from his belt, and took out the earphones from inside. His hands were shaking so badly that he tried twice before finally putting the earphones back on: "Batman called the Batcave... I found him."

***

When Bruce woke up from the dream, the first thing he felt was his immobilized limbs, the intuition that the court of owls finally caught him, but when he felt the warm and soft mattress under him instead of the cold prison cell, The chaotic memories in my mind gradually became clear.

He escaped.He had left that accursed labyrinth.

His son found him and they left together.

He was safe at this moment, at home, in his room, and he was just having a bad dream.

But why is he still unable to move?

Bruce tilted his head, and he almost laughed out loud at what he saw—Tim was lying on the edge of the bed, with one hand pressed on his arm, the other hanging limply by his side, the chair on the floor Tom's tablet computer, completely intended to accompany the bed and fell asleep directly.

Dick slept soundly like an octopus cradling his other hand, every breath a snoring sound.Jason shrunk his body into a fetal shape, resting his head on his lap, with Damian in his arms.

The door of Bruce's room was occupied by their house elf, Groot. The branch extended from the tree man when he was asleep sealed the whole door. It can be seen that the children spent a lot of time resting in order not to let him leave the bed. It's a lot of effort.

In a daze, Bruce closed his eyes, secretly reminding himself to remember to discuss that exploding batarang with Jason during the day... Ah, and there were three other children's questions about brothers fighting, and Jason had a good look on his face. A few suspicious bruises.

Didn't you teach them the golden rule of not hitting faces?