"You asked me about Jason's abilities?"
Russell thought for a while, with Batman's mind, it would not take long for him to analyze Jason's abilities, and simply said directly: "Immortality, stealth, strength far beyond ordinary people, and silence, he cherishes every word like gold." No words, not a word.”
Jason: (._.)
Russell shrugged: "I'm right, you never speak."
(._.)
"Only I can understand that, not counting!"
Bruce wrote these down silently, thinking about taking the time to create a file for Jason. The ability of the other party to successfully invade the secret base was remarkable.
There is nothing he can do about it. If he doesn't take some defensive measures, Russell will take over the entire Gotham City Bat Base in a short time.
Take the fire out of the cauldron!
This is something even Bane and the Joker can't do!
Regarding Jason's ability, there is one more thing Russell didn't mention, and that is to 'find someone'. Give Jason a photo and time, and no matter where the person is hiding, even if they are dead or buried, Jason can dig them out.
Very fantasy!
It is for this reason that Russell gave up the soul contracts of many people. Only Jason's contract has never been unlocked, and his ability to find people is too unsolvable.
Of course, Jason is easy to use, but his weaknesses are also very obvious. Russell's slavery contract ability level is too low. Any powerful wizard can forcibly break the contract between Russell and him.
That is to say, in the DC world, Russell mentioned the permanent skill of "Hell's Gate". Jason's soul could be recovered even if it was robbed, otherwise he would not dare to summon this general.
"It's getting late. Let's start taking action to end the battle before dawn and eliminate Gotham City's biggest hidden danger..."
Bruce glanced at Russell and wanted to say, 'Don't kill anyone', but he knew very well that whether he said it or not, they were not the same kind of people.
Russell patted Jason on the back: "Butler, I will lend Jason to you. If you encounter an enemy that you can't defeat, Jason will help you deal with it. If you still can't defeat it, then you should be lucky!"
Bruce nodded to Russell and accepted the favor.
“Get started and remember to always stay connected!”
…
Because of its huge area, Gotham City has many Bat Lanterns. These Bat Lanterns are scattered in various areas of Gotham City. Whenever criminals appear, or powerful criminals that are a headache for the police appear, the corresponding Bat Lanterns will be lit. Bright.
A huge bat shadow is projected on the dark clouds in the sky. When Batman sees it, he will take action and rush to the scene using the vehicle created by his money power.
By the way, villains also like to use this trick to lure Batman out, and it works every time!
Alfred wore a Bat suit and rode a lightning-fast Bat motorcycle through the streets and alleys of Gotham City. Every time he turned an intersection, he would subconsciously look back.
Then he saw Jason behind the telephone pole, with a mask, a machete, and cold eyes, like a perverted murderer stalking behind him!
At the beginning, Alfred invited Jason to ride on the motorcycle, but he was silently rejected. He was also worried that Jason would not be able to keep up, which would affect the smooth implementation of the plan.
But later, he found that he was worrying too much. No matter how fast the Batmobile was, no matter how he took a detour, as soon as he turned around, he would see Jason's figure in the corner.
Oh, and those piercing eyes!
The terrible scene was so unbearable that Alfred felt chills on the back of his neck while driving his motorcycle. It's like an immersive horror movie. If the speed is a little slower, Jason will catch up and chop off his head.
Commercial Building Floor!
Alfred stopped the motorcycle and used the jets of the Bat suit to lift off and land quickly on the rooftop balcony.
As expected, Jason stood silently next to the bat lantern holding a machete. It seemed that he had been waiting for him for a while.
"..."
Alfred grinned, secretly thinking that Russell had definitely concealed the information. Jason's ability was not sneaking, but teleportation. As long as you put a certain distance away from him, you could teleport to the target silently.
There are a lot of Bat-Lights in Gotham City, and repairing them all takes too long. All Alfred has to do is repair a few designated by Bruce, install remote switches, and activate them at the same time.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The bat light is very simple to repair. Just reconnect the cut wires and replace it with a super expensive light bulb.
This was easy for Alfred. He didn't have the fantasy repair skills of Russell, but as one of the creators of the Batsuit, changing a lightbulb was easier than taking a breath.
Squeak! !
On the rooftop, the door to the staircase and walkway was pushed open, and more than ten strong men swarmed in, each with a weapon, either a pistol, a dagger, or an iron rod.
"Am I right? It's actually Batman?"
"Of course it's not Batman. He's as skinny as a monkey. He must be a fan in disguise."
"Hahaha, there are actually fans of Batman in Gotham now, are they here to die?"
A group of villains laughed loudly. They like the current Gotham. They can take whatever they want in the shops and the women on the street can sleep when they want. They are very happy, so Batman must die, and so must those who prevent them from continuing to be happy. Kill them all.
This is a group of people who guard their happy lives, very pure!
Squeak!
The iron doors of the corridor slowly merged, and Alfred looked ahead with a surprised look on his face. Jason, who was standing next to the bat lantern just now, was behind the villains at some point.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
Three seconds after he raised the knife and dropped it, the smell of blood was thick. Jason silently retreated into the shadow behind the door with the machete in hand, leaving headless corpses on the ground.
"..."
Under Alfred's speechless gaze, another wave of villains rushed out of the corridor, and Jason, who was hiding behind the door, raised the butcher knife again.
This is so skillful!
After the second group of heads had been harvested, Jason raised his hand to wipe the blood from the blade. Just as Alfred repaired the bat lamp and prepared to evacuate, the door to the balcony walkway was pushed open.
The elite monster appears!
"Hey hey hey——"
The visitor was dressed in gray linen clothes, with a simple and rough mask on his head, with only two eyes exposed, like a death row prisoner who was about to go to the gallows.
scarecrow!
"Hehehe, Batman has so many fans. This is the first time I've dealt with his fans...forget it, I hope you can hold on longer."
Dark yellow smoke floated out from the scarecrow, and Alfred hurriedly put the gas respirator into his mouth. However, he was still infected and fell to his knees in a panic, his brain uncontrollably hallucinating.
Jason held the machete and walked straight towards the scarecrow through the misty poisonous gas.
The scarecrow's eyes flashed yellow, and its body expanded rapidly, turning into a monster that kept spewing fear gas, letting out hysterical wails of pain, and grabbed Jason.
Jason raised the machete, and the cold light reflected his eyes, making him look indifferent.
Five minutes later, Alfred woke up from his fear. He looked around but did not see Jason or the Scarecrow, but found traces of man-made damage on the edge of the balcony.
"not good!"
Alfred took a breath, and without saying a word, he opened the cape of his bat suit and jumped down from the top floor.
After landing, he saw the Scarecrow's smashed body, and... Jason standing behind the telephone pole!
Alfred: (￣_,￣)
He had wanted to say it a long time ago. With Jason's physique, Gotham City's telegraph poles couldn't stop him, so stop hiding.
…
Municipal building!
Gotham City is a municipality in New Jersey. It is self-governing not because of its folk customs, but because of its money.
Yes, despite the high crime rate in Gotham, this city is really rich. Of course, the municipal buildings are very spacious and have independent gardens and other landscape buildings.
"This is the death knell. I have arrived at the municipal building, over!" Russell pressed the headset to report the current location and the progress of the mission.
"This is Batman, be careful to stay hidden... hum... don't act rashly, wait for me to deal with it... ah... wait for me to deal with the enemies here, we are acting as planned..."
The response from Bruce was that he was breathing very heavily, as if he was very busy.
"Hoo ho ho... remember, Deathstroke, there is no signal from me... uh huh... don't expose yourself, and don't be discovered!"
…
"This is Death Knell. I have sneaked into the Municipal Building and am currently in the Central Garden, over!"
"Huhuhu, why didn't you obey the order...uh oh...forget it, you weren't discovered by anyone, right?"
Russell glanced at the corpses on the ground and confirmed that there were no survivors. Then he pressed the headset and said confidently: "The lurking was very successful. No one knew that I came in, over!"
"That's good... Hehe, I'm scared to death... Also, don't always contact us unless there are special circumstances!"
Bruce seemed to have said something damaging to his image, but Russell just pretended not to hear and continued to move forward.
…
"This is Deathstroke, is Batman here? Over!"
"Is there a situation?"
"No, I'm just bored and asked you if you want to play Gwent!"
“Chirping and chirping————”
The deafening sound of electricity made Russell hurriedly take out the headset, and then put it back in after a moment. He said dissatisfiedly: "There is no sense of humor at all, and I didn't say that I had to play Gwent at this moment."
Rustling————
At this moment, the sound of a python swimming was heard on the ground. Russell lowered his head and glanced into the darkness, and continued walking towards the end of the garden.
"Ho ho ho!!"
A giant python raised its head. It had no green-faced fangs, lantern eyes, or long tail. The python's head was replaced by a huge plant organ similar to a flytrap.
Russell looked at the succulent in front of him in surprise and exclaimed: "It's obviously a plant, but it can make sounds like a beast, so... this thing should be valuable, right?"
"Ho ho ho!!"
Another four or five similar plant pythons came upon hearing the wind and surrounded Russell. They drooled from the corners of their mouths and screamed at him.
One of the Venus flytraps moved the fastest, roared, pounced on Russell with unbearable hunger, opened its big mouth and bit it, swallowing it wholeheartedly without even chewing it, then swallowed it directly into the stomach.
"This is Death Knell. How long do I have to lurk? If it takes too long, can I strike up a conversation with a beautiful woman?"
"Over!"
