(Wow, you definitely don’t know what I did yesterday, surveying the cable distribution of the campus, and drawing engineering drawings. It doesn’t sound like much. In fact, the workload is too much, and I didn’t finish it today. You seem to be hoping for me. Eunuch, but don’t worry, no matter what this book is written, I will not be a eunuch. The update is really not diligent, but after all, I still have studies, and I haven’t officially written the book to earn money. It will definitely explode after the holiday. more)

"You're finally here, Batman."

The red hood was instantly attracted by the visitor.

"Watch out, Batman! He calls himself the Red Hood, and he's a little tricky to deal with!"

Nightwing reminded.

"Whoever you are, let him go!"

Batman glared at Red Hood, warning.

There was a deep concern in his eyes as he looked at Nightwing, a fleeting emotion that was keenly captured by the Red Hood.

"It's obvious that you care about him very much."

There was an instant anger in the eyes of the red hood.

The Joker's words were ringing in his ears again.

"You're not Robin, you're worthless to Batman, you're just a ready-to-change substitute..."

To him, I should just be a substitute for this guy...

Red Hood gave Nightwing a hateful glance.

Nightwing, Dick Grayson, first-generation Robin, Bruce Wayne's first adopted son, and Batman's longest-running partner.

He's handsome and has a big butt... well, the latter doesn't matter.

Importantly, he was popular.

People love Dick as Robin, and even Batman seems to prefer him, at least to Jason.

Not long before Jason and Batman met, Dick had a conflict with Bruce.

The essence of the contradiction can be roughly understood as the instinctive resistance of the teenagers who entered the rebellious period to the Batman-style education.

At that time, Dick left Gotham directly and went to college in another city. Until recently, he finished his studies and returned to Gotham to debut as Nightwing, a police officer on the bright side.

However, he deliberately concealed Bruce's return to Gotham. Even if he knew that Bruce would know sooner or later, he was still reluctant to take the initiative to inform Bruce.

Bruce can't do anything about this contradiction, and can only let Dick choose his own life.

Then he met Jason, who was trying to steal a tire in Crime Alley, and started another family story.

Perhaps Dick's departure made Bruce think deeply. Even Dick, who was always sunny and cheerful, dared to run away from home for several years during his rebellious period. What would Jason, who is obviously more extreme in character, do?

Bruce came to the conclusion that he would have to be tougher and more disciplined to teach Jason well.

He wanted to understand Jason's every move, and at the worst, he secretly conducted a 24-hour surveillance plan.

But Jason never blamed Bruce for that, never.

Putting on the Robin uniform was the best day of his life.

Jason thought so until he was caught by the Joker.

But Batman's behavior after that, as if he didn't care about him at all, directly replaced him with a new Robin.

Now that Dick is threatened, and Batman's reaction is so intense, isn't the difference a bit too big?

Jason didn't know what he would think if someone else encountered this kind of thing, anyway, he just felt resentful.

"What would you do if I killed him now? Kill me to avenge him?"

Red Hood grinned and pulled the trigger while the gun was aimed at Nightwing.

"Wait! What the **** do you want? Maybe we can talk!"

Batman stopped him in a hurry, he had lost Jason and couldn't lose Dick any more.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, Red Hood heard a wind sound behind him, and he subconsciously jumped up and did a backflip in the air.

I saw a teenager in a Robin uniform, holding a long stick, trying to sneak up on the red hood.

"Thank you, Robin."

Red Hood jumped away from Nightwing in a dodging motion. Even if Nightwing lost his restraint, he naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity.

Nightwing quickly rolled away, pulling away from the Red Hood, while not forgetting to thank Tim.

"Did he replace me?"

Red Hood gave Tim a cold look and thought to himself.

"Um?"

Suddenly, another strong wind came, and the red hood let out a light whimper, and his figure flashed.

I saw a black shadow slammed into his position just now, and Batman's fist hit the air, making a whistling sound.

Red Hood's early dodging didn't make Batman move at all. He didn't expect to hurt Red Hood so easily.

The first punch missed Batman's expectations, and he jumped towards the red hood with all his might.

"I said, stay away from him!"

Batman roared angrily.

Red Hood snorted coldly and folded his hands to block Batman's kick.

Under the full force of Batman's kick, Red Hood's body didn't even shake.

"Is that all you have, Batman?"

He said in a sarcastic tone, only to see Red Hood stretch out his hands like lightning, grab Batman's ankles, then turn it like a shot put, and finally throw it hard.

"boom!"

Batman was directly thrown more than ten meters away and slammed into the flower bed heavily.

Although the bat suit slowed most of the impact, Bruce inside the suit was still not lightly traumatized.

That's not all, Red Hood shot directly at the fallen Batman, but with normal bullets.

Generally speaking, the bat suit has a strong bulletproof effect, and it is difficult for pistol bullets to penetrate.

But unfortunately, Red Hood happens to be one of the few people in the world who knows the bat suit best, and he is targeting the weakest part of the bat suit.

The bullet pierced through the suit instantly, stuck in Batman's left rib, and bright red blood flowed out of the torn opening of the suit.

"Batman!"

Robin and Nightwing shouted at the same time.

Red Hood didn't love to fight, and after two moves with Batman seemed to calm him down a lot, and he remembered his first goal.

With Nightwing and Robin's attention on Batman, Red Hood turns around and fires a shot at the unconscious Zath.

In order to avoid a normal shot from failing to kill Zath, Red Hood used a death air pistol.

The flame of anger was absorbed by the pistol, condensed into a bullet, and exploded with energy the moment it was fired, rapidly expanding into a fireball that engulfed Zath.

The strange phenomenon is that Zass did not burn, but was like a weathered stone, his body cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally only a piece of gravel remained.

The dead can no longer die.

After killing Zas, Red Hood left here, only to see him jump up after running a few steps, jumped over the wall of the backyard of Maroney's mansion, and disappeared into the night.

"God, what kind of weapon is that?"

Nightwing stared at Zath's "corpse" in shock, incredulous.

"Whatever the weapon is, it's dangerous."

Robin's expression was solemn.

"This kind of technology cannot be completed by one person. There must be a powerful force behind the red hood. I have a hunch that Gotham will undergo dramatic changes because of their appearance."

Nightwing said his thoughts, and then he turned his eyes to Batman.

"The top priority is to send Batman for treatment first. I know where Batman's exclusive doctor is, and it's not far from here."

"I'm fine, go after him!"

Suddenly, Batman's voice came.

I saw him stand up nonchalantly, took out a wound condenser from his belt, and injected it into the wound on his left flank.

Then Batman ran to the wall, nimbly jumped over, and chased in the direction where the red hood was leaving.

The swiftness of his movements has not diminished in the slightest, as if he has not been affected in any way~lightnovelpub.net~ There is no other emotion in Batman's eyes except firmness, and he does not seem to feel any physical pain at all.

"He's really the same old man, he doesn't care about his body at all."

Nightwing sighed and rushed forward, picking up the stun stick in both hands.

"Are you familiar with him?"

Little Robin followed, and at the same time asked strangely, why does this guy look like he has known Batman for a long time?

"Didn't he tell you who I am?"

Nightwing asked in surprise.

"Uh...you know, Batman never says anything that has nothing to do with the mission. We're here to prevent Zath from killing Maroney. You're not part of our plan."

Tim said quickly.

"I thought you were a fan of imitating Batman, and your costumes were terrible."

"Hey! Where do you see I'm imitating him? And I'm happy with my suit."

Nightwing frowned and complained.

"Sorry, you won't mind."

Tim chuckled and continued.

"So, what should I call you, Batman's first Robin?"

Batman and Tim did not know in advance that Dick had returned to Gotham, and after Gordon told Batman that Dick was back, he had no intention of sharing the news with Tim.

But Tim is after all Robin with the strongest reasoning ability, and after meeting Nightwing, he draws the conclusion that he is particularly familiar with Batman from a few words.

Based on Nightwing's age, only one Robin generation fits the best.

"I'm Nightwing now, Robin."

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