Tim Drake walked out of Wayne's house dressed as a nobleman, drizzling outside, the rain washing over the city, and the faint sound of gunfire could be heard in the distance.

In fact, as a third-generation Robin, he is not as decadent and restless as Nightwing thinks, he is not a substitute for anyone, nor does he need anyone's command, he has his own set of ways of doing things.

"Nightwing lacks the courage to take that step, but I can. He walked around into the bat cave, looked at the batsuits on the equipment rack, and said thoughtfully.

Gotham didn't care who was under the batsuit, he just needed this logo, and he quickly put on an old batsuit and sped out of the batcave on his motorcycle.

Nightwing is troubled by Jason Todd's affairs, which seems very simple to Tim, cleanly knocking down the other party and putting him in prison, and then showing Batman's clothes to shock Gotham, stabilize the situation, and finally focus on finding Bruce, which is the best and fastest solution in Tim's opinion.

That's what he thinks, that's what he does, and the motorcycle silently walks through the streets and alleys, arcing through the night, and he's ready to solve the internal problems first, and then the outside world.

The first problem was to find Jason Todd, the second Robin before him, unlike Nightwing, Tim had never met Jason, and when he joined the Bat team, Jason had already come back from the dead and left Gotham, a name that was more of a symbol to him.

"Is it here?" Tim fiddled with his watch, quickly finding the information he needed. Unlike the previous two Robins, he attaches more importance to the ability of scientific and technological products, and many alien technologies have entered the earth, which he has studied, and he does not have the cautious mentality of Bruce, in his opinion, both alien technology and earth technology are just tools.

The motorcycle came to a light stop, and what caught my eye was an abandoned factory, Thea's large-scale knock-off alien products provided countless jobs, but also destroyed more than half of the traditional manufacturing industry, many people transformed in time to avoid the fate of bankruptcy, and there were also those who were stubborn, and they were swept into the dustbin of history in just one month.

The factory in front of him was one of them, and Tim didn't care what was being produced here, he only knew that the Jason Todd he was looking for was hidden underneath the factory.

After he cautiously entered the factory, the dirt not far away churned, and a huge dark red plant quietly emerged from the soil.

Layers of buds opened, and two beautiful women watched in the direction he left. One of them had red hair and was wearing dark green tights. Another short-sleeved narrow skirt with high heels, with glasses, dressed as a workplace beauty.

Hiding in the shadows and observing, naturally, are the poison ivy girl and the secretary, Miss Maisie.

Thea felt that the bat team would definitely lose their thighs, and considering that Tommy and Laurel were also killed in this quagmire, she still sent Poison Ivy, a native of Gotham, to secretly help.

Mixed with Thea every day, under the influence of ears and eyes, she was originally a straight girl, and now the secretary lady who has been completely bent happens to be at the poison ivy girl's house, and she has nothing to do, so she will follow the situation to take a look.

"Why are you so messy here?" Miss Secretary heard the gunshots in the distance, a little incredulous, now the whole world is busy, and there are still people here shooting in the street?

Poison ivy shrugged slightly, "How do I know, let's go, let's go in and have a look." ”

Behind him, the plants spewed out a bunch of pollen, and the secretary knew that these pollen had the effect of mixing up the sight, so she walked leisurely in with cat steps.

Tim Drake didn't know that someone was following him, leaving a lot of traces of his movements, and the secretary, who had undergone countless training, followed casually.

There was a large underground space, and there were faint sounds of conversation.

"It's unbelievable that you've built your own bat cave, Jason Todd, you shouldn't have taken it...... No, usurp that cloak!"

This was followed by a violent thump, so loud that there was an intermittent echo in the thick underground.

"You shouldn't be here, it's not your masquerade!" a deep voice said.

"I'm not making a game, Jason, I'm here to arrest you, and I won't allow you to discredit Bruce!"

The two quickly got together punching and kicking.

"Tsk, look, these men are desperate for some false fame. Poison ivy said nonchalantly.

The secretary was not so hostile to the man, she took out the green lantern ring and used it to reflect the scene of their battle.

The fighting ability can fight dozens of rounds with Ms. Siva, and Miss Secretary's vision is much stronger than that of Poison Ivy, a mutant.

As if watching some game, she began to explain interestingly, "This Tim is very powerful, force and intelligence have reached a perfect match, strong skills and agile thinking, it is really worthy of the young talent that Batman values." ”

Poison Ivy is very self-aware, and if she hadn't mutated, she would have been a college student in a laboratory, and there was no comparison with Miss Maisie, who played dozens of heavily armed soldiers by herself.

"You're bullish on him?"

"No, he lost, because this Jason was merciless, one side gave it its all, the other side had reservations, and his end was already doomed. As if seeing the ending, Miss Secretary was a little disappointed, the sharpness in her eyes disappeared, and she was replaced by that vase-like smile.

As a former bodyguard of the deadly Luther, her judgment is accurate.

Although Tim came with an urgent desire to solve everything, he did not kill his ex, on the contrary, the other party had no scruples at all, and he was merciless.

Realizing his mistake, Tim wants to regain his decline, but unfortunately they are both Bruce's apprentices, and their fighting styles are different, but they are familiar with each other's moves, at least Jason is familiar with Tim's moves.

In turn, Jason came back from the dead, wandered around the world for many years, absorbed the essence of many genres of martial arts, and in countless death battles, his own martial arts can be called a hundred feet to the next level.

The brilliant mind did not delay Tim's defeat, he had neither the belief in victory nor the trick to win, and the results speak for themselves.

"Your eyes are full of fear and confusion, you're the one who stains this garment!" Jason said, clutching a batrang into Tim's chest.

"Ridiculously dressed!" Tim took off his bat mask and looked at the young face as he desperately coughed up blood, and turned away from the battlefield.

Tim only felt that he was getting colder, with multiple fractures all over his body, and the massive loss of blood that had left him unconscious, and he knew that he had failed completely.