On the other side, in the secret room deep in the villa.

"Boss, do we really care about that red hood?"

Maroney's newly promoted confidant asked worriedly.

"There's no need to pay attention to them. Whether it's Zas or Red Hood, it's not a bad thing for us to die whichever one of them dies."

Maroney's eyes darkened.

"However, people outside reported that another guy in tights came..."

Hearing this, Maroney's eyelids jumped, "Batman is here so soon?"

"No, it's not like Batman, it's someone I've never seen before."

Maroney pondered for a while, then showed a mysterious smile, "Isn't it better, Red Hood should not be satisfied with killing only one Zath, if he really has the confidence to kill Batman."

"Let everyone pay attention, don't get close to the garden, stay away, just surround them..."

Meanwhile, the garden.

In the face of the mysterious man's question, the red hood did not intend to reply, but gave him a meaningful look, and the corner of his mouth rose slightly.

I thought that the person behind Zas would be Batman, but I didn't expect it to be him...

"Look at your outfit, what should I call you? Batman Two?"

The red hood looked up and down at the person in front of him and asked.

"I'm Nightwing!"

Nightwing said blankly, he doesn't like hearing the name Batman very much now.

"Why stop me from killing him? Nightwing."

Red Hood asked calmly.

"Because you're going to kill him."

Nightwing replied that Geography was of course.

"do you know who he is?"

Red Hood pointed to Zass lying on the ground and asked.

"Victor Zas, serial killer."

"Since you know who he is, you should also know that he has a serious mental illness."

The eyes of the red hood gradually turned cold.

"If he continues to live, even if he is caught for a while, he will only be put in Arkham Asylum, and then he will escape again and again."

"Don't you think that a large part of the responsibility for the people he killed after he escaped from prison was actually that you saved his life?"

"By killing him now, I will put an end to all the crimes he may commit in the future, and indirectly save countless people."

Red Hood speaks his theory.

"I don't think a thug hired by Maroney should be thinking about these things."

Nightwing shrugged and asked with seemingly ease.

"And it sounds like the thought of the Assassin League, are you also one of Lars el Gul's followers?"

"Your tricks are too obvious."

Red Hood sneered.

"Maybe, you're not Maroney's subordinate, but you showed up in Maroney's bedroom and killed Zath for him, I wonder why?"

Nightwing asked with narrowed eyes.

"Do you think I'd be silly to tell you?"

Red Hood also narrowed his eyes.

"Yeah, you won't, so I'm going to ask you another way."

As soon as the words fell, the two acted at the same time as if they had made an appointment, and rushed towards each other.

Nightwing has the world's top fighting level and physical fitness close to the peak of human beings.

His movements are fast and his attack efficiency is extremely high.

Especially with the stun stick as a weapon, usually very few people can walk three rounds in his hands.

But this time he clearly picked the wrong opponent.

Even with his bare hands, Jason's physical strength has surpassed the limits of human beings and reached a superhuman level.

The improvement brought to him by the flames of anger is faster than all the previous members of Pengele. Except for Raphael himself, who is the leader, Jason's strength has risen the most terrifying.

Therefore, the strength shown by the red hood is extremely powerful.

After a few moves, Nightwing began to feel exhausted.

He swung the stun stick as fast as he could, and the Red Hood could always dodge it lightly, then hit back.

I saw Red Hood punched Nightwing's right forearm, and a bruise appeared in an instant.

"What did this guy eat to grow up, how can he have so much strength and speed?"

Nightwing groaned, and he began to regret his confrontation with the guy in the red hood.

Just kidding, even if there is a gap in strength, Yewing still has no fear in his heart.

He has learned a lot from someone, and this is the most valuable thing.

Nightwing ignored the pain in his arm and continued to grapple with the Red Hood.

"I don't want to deal with you until I'm done with Batman, so I want you to be smart about not doing too much for a criminal."

Red Hood suddenly comforted.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm a natural person who likes to be nosy."

Nightwing smiled slightly, rejecting Red Hood's suggestion.

There was a twinkle in Red Hood's eyes, and he didn't expect Nightwing to be obedient.

I saw that his movements suddenly accelerated, and he flew and kicked his belly.

Before Nightwing could react, he was kicked to the ground.

He was about to get up when the red hood came to his side in an instant.

At this time, the red hood was holding two guns. Obviously, he did not want to continue to play with his old friend, although the old friend did not recognize him.

Red Hood aimed the gun in his right hand at Nightwing's head, preventing the latter from acting rashly.

As for his other gun, it was naturally aimed at Zass, and the index finger of his left hand was already on the trigger.

"No! Don't shoot!"

Nightwing hurriedly stopped.

"Nightwing, do you really think you can get rid of Batman by changing your name? Naive."

Red Hood looked at Nightwing with sarcasm in his eyes.

"You think you're out of Batman's grasp, but in fact, the idea of ​​Batman is always ingrained in your mind."

"You can't get rid of Batman, forever, even if you're not around him, his influence on you is still everywhere, unless ... you can take a new step."

"But I think that's mostly impossible."

"Who are you? What do you know?"

Nightwing's expression finally changed drastically, he asked, staring at the red hood vigilantly.

The other party obviously has something in his words, and seems to be very aware of the secret relationship between him and Batman.

"I'm Red Hood. Trust me, you'll hear that name a lot...Nightwing."

Red Hood said slowly.

"But now, I still have things to do..."

"You're right, we still have a lot to do."

At this moment, a low and hoarse voice suddenly came in. This voice did not belong to Red Hood or Nightwing.

Red Hood's face was gloomy, and he couldn't be more familiar with this voice.

Beneath him, Yeyi pouted angrily and was rescued again...

I saw a man wearing a pure black tights, with various armors on the joints of his body, and a helmet like a bat appearing in the garden.

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