Jason stared blankly at the gun in Raphael's hand.

This is a weapon he has never used because it is too lethal.

Batman would never allow Robin to use this weapon.

"Jason!"

"Can you really tell yourself calmly that for the so-called procedural justice, you must spare criminals like the Joker and Harley Quinn who should be shot a hundred times?"

"Do you really have the heart to see more people killed by them?"

"Look at the injuries on your body. Although the person who imprisoned you is a clown, do you dare to tell me that Harley Quinn has not tortured you for such a long time?"

"Even if it's just for yourself, you shouldn't let them go!"

Raphael looked into Jason's eyes with hopeful eyes.

Jason didn't dare look him in the eyes.

"I know you are hesitating, you don't know if you can do it."

Raphael's tone softened.

"I'm not forcing you, I just want you to understand a truth."

"Sometimes, killing is a last resort."

Hearing this, Jason's body suddenly shook.

Murder is a forced choice...

compelled to…

Yes.

How is it possible to restore peace to society without killing those vicious super criminals?

If everything is strictly enforced by the law, who can sanction those rich people with hands and eyes?

If it weren't for the chaos of Gotham's law and order, where would there be soil for masked vigilantes to survive?

Aren't these all compelled to do?

Someone has to do things that are not acceptable to the public, so why can't that person be Jason Todd?

Batman never kills, but it is precisely because he does not kill that criminals in Arkham Asylum escape time and time again to commit crimes.

Of course Batman is great, he gave everything to Gotham, but greatness never equals absolute right.

At least at this time, a certain voice in Jason's heart was gradually expanding.

Is there a possibility that Batman is wrong?

In addition, the extreme and anger rooted in Jason's nature, which had been suppressed by Bruce, spread quietly.

If killing criminals is something Batman would never do, let him do it!

Today, more than seventy citizens of Gotham have died at the hands of Harley!

Why did Jason forgive Harley, and what qualifications does he have to forgive Harley!

Just because of Harley's mental illness?

Yeah, mentally ill people are always privileged, but is that really fair?

He didn't know, maybe it was, maybe it wasn't.

Jason gradually figured out everything, he has never been a soft-hearted person.

In the past, it was only under the constraints of Batman that Jason resisted not killing those disgusting perverted criminals. In fact, he did not really agree with the concept of Batman not killing.

It's just that the blind worship of Batman makes Jason put away his nature.

And now, there is no one to continue to restrain Jason...

So, in Raphael's hopeful sight, Jason took the pistol!

On the other side, Snake Eyes stepped back slightly, leaving Harley fully exposed to Jason's muzzle.

"I think...I'm probably going to die here, right?"

Even when death was imminent, Harley could still laugh, even pretty good, with no fear at all on her face.

Perhaps after being taken into the mad world by the Joker, Harley had foreseen the moment of death.

Maybe...she was actually looking forward to death.

"Pudding, why did you have the heart to kill me?"

"Ah, I shouldn't have asked so much, if you want me to die, then I'll die, my dearest Mr. J, cluck cluck..."

I saw Harley took out a picture of a clown from her bosom, with a grinning happy smile on her face.

"I'm dead, don't you live too long, pudding, I'll be waiting for you in hell!"

Jason gave Harley a sympathetic look, falling in love with the clown was the greatest misfortune in Harley's life, and her greatest sin.

If the Joker aside, Harley's nature is actually not bad.

But the facts have been cast, and assumptions are meaningless.

Pietro turned his head away, letting Jason's arm rest on his shoulder.

Jason's eyes gradually turned cold.

He endured the pain in his arm and pointed the gun at Harry.

Peng!

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After a while.

Batman patrols Gotham in his Batmobile as usual, and Tim in his official Robin uniform sits in his co-pilot.

"I gotta say, this uniform is so much better than the one I made myself, and even if you agree I've been wearing it for a few days, I still love it."

Tim touched Robin's uniform, triumphantly.

"It's just lent you to wear it now. You still need to undergo further training before I will agree to you wearing it all the time."

Bruce looked straight ahead, his voice was low and hoarse, very different from what he usually said.

"You're starting to emphasize that again."

Tim waved his hand helplessly.

"Need me remind you that I've passed every test you've given me so far?"

"Do not!"

Bruce retorted Tim calmly.

"You just passed the test, not perfect."

"You lack a certain talent in fighting, so you have to train harder, otherwise you won't be able to adapt to the enemy's attack in battle."

Originally, Bruce had always insisted that Batman didn't need a new Robin, but he really underestimated Tim's perseverance.

At the same time, he also underestimated his love for talent. When Tim continued to show his potential, Bruce couldn't help but want to train Tim.

Especially when Tim said that, Bruce's heart began to shake.

"I'll let you know I didn't want to be Robin, but Robin chose me!"

"I didn't choose Jason to be Robin, but the vigilante business chose him... just as it chose me."

How similar what Tim said to what Bruce had said before!

Since that moment, Bruce couldn't help comparing Tim and Jason back then.

And unlike Jason's hidden instability, Tim's heart is extremely pure.

They have diametrically opposed backgrounds, so Jason tends to take things in the darkest direction, and Tim doesn't.

In short, Bruce finds too much shine in Tim, and he's going to be a good Robin...

So under Tim's hard work, Bruce finally agreed to let him wear Robin's uniform.

But the premise is that there must be rigorous training until Bruce is satisfied that he can really become Robin.

It is worth mentioning that the Robin uniform on Tim is not Jason's, but a specially made one for him by Bruce.

As for Jason's uniform, it was stored in the Batcave by Bruce, always reminding him not to make the same mistake.

"What are you thinking?"

Tim's voice pulled Bruce's thoughts back.

"nothing."

Bruce never wanted to share his thoughts with anyone, whether it was Alfred or his adopted sons.

"Not long ago, there was a violent explosion in XXXX in Gotham, and the citizens who reported the case claimed to have suddenly heard a loud noise..."

"Please turn to another road immediately when the vehicle is heading towards XXXX!"

Just then, the Batmobile radio broadcasts an urgent message.

"I think we have work to do."

Tim raised his brows and said.

Bruce didn't speak, but just turned the Batmobile around and drove to the location mentioned on the radio. Click to download this site APP, massive novels, free to read!