Jason Todd sneaks into the Batcave.
He was so familiar with everything here, it was no different from when he left.
Of course not the one under Wayne Manor. He had already checked there and found nothing.
The Batcomputer's records show that it has not been operational in a long time, and apparently his adoptive father Bruce Wayne has not been pursuing a superhero career there for some time for unknown reasons.
But he still left a red hood there as a mark of his return.
After he returned to Gotham to stir up trouble once, he waited all night on the top of the tallest tower in Gotham City for Batman to arrive.
According to his calculations, Batman should have responded to his actions within an hour and should be able to find him after three hours.
He was excited and frightened, replaying what he was going to say to Batman over and over again in his mind. The raging anger surged in his heart, keeping him awake all night.
Then... I waited for a while.
Batman didn't come at all.
Then the next day, he discovered that Bruce Wayne was already far away in Metropolis.
The Penguin, Two-Face, and a man named Lincoln March gathered a large group of Arkham villains to dominate the entire city and rule the underworld, but the strange thing is that they are not having a carnival, but Everyone is asked to observe silence for two months.
This is so abnormal.
Therefore, in the past few days, while he continued to expand his influence in the underworld, he kept returning to the sub-bases he and Batman built together, trying to find some incentives that caused Batman to change.
He is no longer the reckless and emotional Jason Todd he used to be. He has learned to use his brain. Before he has collected all the information and is fully prepared, he will not be stupid enough to directly face Batman, a terrifying man who is both father and teacher.
Jason subconsciously touched the red hood he put in his backpack. The expression under the mask softened a little, but in an instant it turned cold again.
In every Batcave sub-base he entered, the first thing displayed was his Robin uniform. This detail comforted him a bit, but it didn't stop him from leaving the Red Hood on top of that Robin uniform in every base he visited.
We can never go back to those simple and pure beautiful days. Jason Todd is dead, and the only survivor is Red Hood, a cold-blooded and cruel executioner.
Jason Todd shook his head and didn't think about this anymore. He looked towards the entrance and quietly opened the door.
This sub-base should be the same. Jason was ready to go in and put the Red Hood on--
"I am Batman's favorite Robin!"
Jason froze.
He quietly closed the door, climbed the wall and hung upside down from the ceiling in a very bat-like posture, then he climbed around the corner, stretched out his head and looked...
He saw the Robin uniform that he cherished so much and cherished so much was put on the drunken Penguin's fat belly. Sitting next to him were the Riddler, Mr. Freeze, and Two-Face——
Wait, what's going on on his face?
But Jason was in no mood to care.
He looked at it with eyes split open.
"Hey hey hey... I - am -"
The world seemed to slow down and he saw the Penguin's lips tremble.
Don't say it! ! ! That kind of talk! ! !
"——Batman's favorite Robin!"
"Hahahaha, Oswald, I can't do it anymore."
Then Jason heard the Riddler, who was known for his intelligence, make an idiotic voice, which was slurred by excessive drinking: "You win, these chips are yours."
He put the playing cards upside down on the table, and then pushed all the chips in front of him to Penguin: "The money you lost before and half of my principal are all lost now."
The Riddler turned to Mr. Freeze and said, "What about you? Victor, if you-"
"Don't even think about it, Nygma. That money of mine is yours now."
Mr. Freeze said, "I could jump off Wayne Tower and I wouldn't wear that stupid outfit!"
madness?
Jason gritted his teeth angrily.
Then he heard Mr. Freeze say: "Oswald, you really have no airs now. Where are the aristocratic demeanor you insisted on before?"
"Put it down." Penguin's face was flushed with drunkenness. He picked up the champagne on the table and took a sip, then said:
"Now that Batman has become like this, why do I still insist on aristocratic demeanor? Do you think I never became a comedian when I was someone's little brother?"
He shook his belly twice.
"Honestly, what's the difference between what we're doing now and Robin? Don't I deserve a Robin uniform?"
"He is even vaguely looking forward to this punishment." The Riddler added: "Who can force the Penguin?"
Penguin snorted noncommittally and burped: "Don't talk about me!"
He stood up suddenly and said, "Haven't you ever thought about trying on Robin's clothes?"
There was dead silence.
The remaining three people looked at each other and then laughed.
"Hahahahaha, stop making trouble, who would want to wear such an ugly thing?"
"Besides you? No one would like this—"
Then the Riddler and Harvey Dent stopped laughing.
Only Mr. Freeze was left humming. Then he noticed the strange expressions of the other three people.
"For God's sake," Mr. Freeze said.
"Are you kidding me, what could be worse than the Penguin in a Robin suit?"
With a ding, Harvey Dent tossed the five-sided die.
Mr. Freeze looked at him.
Harvey Dent said, "Yes."
Then everyone watched him stand up, walk to the closet next to him, and take out Nightwing's low-cut disco V-neck.
"Me in my Nightwing uniform."
He looked embarrassed, as if he was forced to make such a decision, and his colorful face turned purple.
Mr. Freeze knows that he is an obsessive-compulsive disorder, and since he has now become Five-Face, he has to forcefully add some random options in addition to the normal options.
Obviously, he was unlucky this time.
Victor couldn't help but be speechless. He turned to look at the grinning Riddler next to him.
"There won't be any more Robins, right?"
"Hey Hey!"
Then he saw the Riddler walking over to the uniform of the third generation Robin Tim in a drunken state, even eager to try:
"nonsense!"
Looking at the Arkham lunatics who began to scramble to desecrate those sacred uniforms, Jason Todd couldn't stand it anymore.
…
…
…
"You're breaking the law."
My name is Sam Lane.
I've heard of Batman's name for a long time.
"No, I'm saving the future of humanity."
Bang!
The lights went out in an instant.
"Night vision, night vision - got Batman?"
"Don't wear night vision goggles—" Luther shouted to stop him, but it was too late before he finished speaking.
With the violent explosion of flash bombs and illumination bombs, the entire room was lit up like daylight.
"Found it, he's in - ah, my eyes -"
Chen Tao whispered: "OK. Friends, let's make this battle a little more... human."
"ah--"
A soldier at close range abandoned his firearm, held a tactical knife in his hand, and roared at him. Even though he was deprived of his vision for a short time, the instinct from the special soldier's long-term training still allowed him to find the right target. Attack object.
Chen Tao turned around, and the muscles from the Bane Bat appeared on his arm. He pinched the opponent's arm, and the firewood was easily broken open under such huge force. The fibers collapsed, the tendons tore, and flowed out. Dark red juice, then snapped into two sections.
Then Chen Tao stepped on his thigh and broke his thigh, but then he frowned and saw another soldier who didn't care about the soldier in front of him who was fighting with him. He held a submachine gun and swung a hail of bullets directly at him.
Chen Tao shook his head:
"Forget it, I changed my mind."
He threw the soldier aside and opened his arms.
The next second, dozens of bullets were printed on his head. Chen Tao turned his head sharply, and a touch of metallic color appeared on top of his head, and then disappeared.
He looked at the other party:
"It wouldn't be bad to let you rehearse what it will be like to face the Kryptonians in advance."
More soldiers aimed their guns at him.
One of the leaders took two breaths, then gritted his teeth and roared: "Fire! Fire!"
The sound of gunfire continued, and Chen Tao just let them shoot. In the flickering light, the soldiers felt that Batman blurred into a mass of darkness.
General Lane, who had already ran out of the room, stopped. He took out his communicator and wanted to contact more soldiers. Then he looked up and saw Luther without any pause, decisively leaving them all behind and running faster than a rabbit. .
"Why are you running?"
General Lane shouted:
"There are 27 soldiers with the strongest individual combat capabilities in the United States gathered in the room. They should be able to resist Batman for a while. I will mobilize right away-"
His was the only voice in the corridor.
Then he suddenly became aware of the silence.
He saw Luther, who had already run to the corner of the corridor, backing away little by little, with his hands raised in the air.
General Lane turned his head and saw the two soldiers who were standing beside him to protect him fell to the ground and fell asleep quietly.
"Twenty-four seconds," he heard Luther say.
"What did you say?"
"It only took Batman 24 seconds to knock everyone down." Luthor told him: "Interesting... Hee!"
His expression was relaxed, and he was even in the mood to tease Batman: "Where is your Robin who doesn't wear pants? He became as fat as a penguin because of eating strawberry cake, so was he abandoned by you?"
And General Sam didn't find it interesting at all.
"I thought you were just a legend, an urban legend."
"People also think aliens are legends, General."
Chen Tao answered him: "Believe me, I have been preparing to deal with aliens since many years ago. But just like the stories I listed."
"We need sheepdogs," he said.
"It's that piece of kryptonite!" General Lane suddenly realized: "You are the one who stole the smaller piece of kryptonite! You did something to the big kryptonite to confirm our specific location!"
"That's right." Chen Tao answered him.
Otherwise, for a military base with this level of security, it would take a lot of effort to find the specific meeting location and time.
Chen Tao has no time to waste.
The discovery of John Cobain who could guide him was an accident and was not part of his plan.
"We are not enemies, General. We are united in our stance against aliens and common threats." Then he heard Batman say, "Kryptonite weapons are not meant to be used against sheepdogs who might help us. But a jackal, General."
"Therefore, before you can fully understand who your enemies are and who your friends are, I'm afraid I have to take away the weapons you made to prevent you from hurting your teammates."
General Lane realized what the other party wanted to do: "Kryptonite is the property of the national government."
"No, Kryptonite is a weapon used by all humans to defend themselves."
Then he saw Batman turn around and walk into the room, and he and Luthor hurriedly followed.
He watched helplessly as Batman walked towards the large kryptonite installed in the armor.
"No, that's..."
General Lane has almost thought about the scene where the other party takes away the kryptonite, which means that the US military will lose its dominance over the situation. But he quickly stabilized his emotions and began to comfort himself.
Fortunately, even without the kryptonite, he still has complete alloy metal armor. If he can find some other kryptonite and restart the kryptonite reactor...
Then the next second he saw Chen Tao carrying the entire armor and the kryptonite on his shoulders, like an old farmer walking in the field carrying crops.
The size of the armor has exceeded 2.5 meters. At this time, it was carried on Chen Tao's shoulders, quite like a hamster carrying a treadmill.
"You...you..." General Lane said a few words, but couldn't say the last sentence.
Chen Taoshi walked up to him calmly, then stretched out a finger in front of him and shot a handful of nano-robots into the gap of the computer.
General Lane turned his head and saw on the big screen that all the observation records and data stored in the computer had been downloaded, and no one was missed.
"This is a state secret," General Lane groaned, but was not stupid enough to try to stop him.
But Chen Tao's expression gradually became serious.
He waved his hand to control the big screen, and then a roll of images appeared on it.
A strange-looking robot lying on the experimental table. General Lane noted the date.
It was two weeks ago now.
He and Luther looked at each other.
Luther said: "Oh, it seems that the US military has hidden a lot of things from us."
Chen Tao stared at the robot on the screen. This thing looks like some kind of alien metal skeleton, and it lies quietly on the dissecting table.
"Some kind of alien technology that is completely incomprehensible. But it seems to be an autonomous robot, and it is inferred that its main function is detection. But what exactly is it detecting? This is still unknown."
Someone is talking in the video.
A professor-looking man in a white coat walked into the camera and said, "Now start dismantling."
Chen Tao noticed that the eyes of the robot behind him lit up at this moment.
"Tsk." Luther also noticed and made a smacking sound.
Then there were hoarse screams, spurting blood, and then everything fell silent. The three of them just watched the murder in the video quietly.
"Fire—fire—ah—"
"It's not a big deal." General Lane said: "We finally destroyed the robot with a bomb."
"Boom - boom -"
There was an explosion in the video.
Chen Tao didn't speak. He adjusted the video to the second before the robot was blown up.
"Did you hear it?"
"What?"
General Lane asked.
Chen Tao turned up the sound and then reduced the noise.
"■■■■■■■!"
Chen Tao reduces noise again.
"Long live ■■■■■!"
After repeating this action several times, the sound became clearer and clearer. General Lane's expression changed little by little.
All three people present heard this creepy sound——
The inarticulate roar made of mechanical mixture:
"Long live Brainiac!"
"Long live!"
"Long live!"
And I recommend Sister Hallie!
"Hogwarts: The Witch's Path to Harry"
Recommendation: Lord of Mysteries plus HP fanfic, Harry Potter on the Path of the Witch, no male protagonist
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