With the sound of loud thunder, the water vapor accumulated in the clouds began to pour down, and the late autumn rain had a chilling chill. The two men stood facing each other, letting the rain run down their bodies.

Batman's words just now were accompanied by a thunderous explosion. The Red Hood may or may not have heard it.

"You're the same old look."

Red Hood raised his right hand, pulled out a small remote control from his pocket, and pressed the red button in front of Batman.

The helmet that was originally stepped on by Batman suddenly sent a burst of heat, and before the brain could sense what it meant, the body had already reacted first, quickly rolling to the left, out of the range of the explosion.

The explosives in the helmet weren't too strong, at least not strong enough to blow up a building, but judging by the splattered debris everywhere, it was certain that it was okay to kill a person.

Bruce knew a long time ago that Jason didn't have the most basic fear of death, but he actually transformed his helmet into a bomb. This thing, which was supposed to protect the most important head of the human body, became a weapon that could kill him at any time.

No matter how much preparation you make for guns and explosives, there will always be a moment when something unexpected happens. Putting this kind of thing on his head, he... Lose your marbles.

Jason once blew up the door of a plane full of explosives with a gel bomb, and Dick faithfully prayed that it was because he was too confident in his level and not because he was crazy.

But the answer to reality does not seem to be born between madness and self-confidence, but the third type, a madman who is very confident in himself - Red Hood!

He was familiar with all the explosives, the guns, and he seemed to have a natural advantage in his talent for explosives, and now he used that advantage to the fullest.

Red Hood seemed to have predicted the direction of his movements, and was already in the direction he was going to dodge the moment Batman dodged the explosion of his helmet.

Red Hood knows Batman, and Batman also knows Red Hood, and at the moment when Red Hood gets close, he defends and captures the opportunity to attack.

The two of you are fighting back and forth, and Batman is familiar with the attack pattern of the Red Hood, but he is not too familiar with it. Those familiar attack methods have some attack patterns that he doesn't know.

Batman was well-versed in the world's fighting techniques, and the League of Assassins had taught him that the Red Hood was mixed with Bat-style attacks that he was not familiar with. This should have been educated by that big caste.

Red Hood is a perfect blend of two attacks, and he's a genius indeed. However, the confusion caused by some unknown emotions mixed with the attack prevented his attack from achieving the desired effect.

Finding a flaw and regaining the initiative to attack, Batman quickly regained the upper hand with the help of long-term accumulated combat experience and skills. The suppression did not affect the state of the red hood, and he quickly took off his coat that had been pinned to the wall by the batrang and turned to run away, starting a new game of "I dodge you".

This time Batman bit him tightly, like a shadow that could not be shaken off. Red Hood took advantage of the old building and moved quickly, but this time it was difficult for him to distance himself from Batman anyway.

Running along a platform less than a meter wide on the outside of the building, he quickly jumped up at the third turn after making two corners, and rushed directly into a window of the opposite building.

Batman, who followed, jumped in without the slightest hesitation. As soon as he entered, he was ambushed by the Red Hood. Once again, the two went head-to-head.

The small space didn't give the two men much room to fight, and there wasn't enough room for strategic fighting skills, which made two top-level martial arts men look like two kids wrestling together.

The houses here are very old, and the old wall tiles have become more fragile after the erosion of the years. Batman slammed the Red Hood against a wall, and the massive impact left a shadow directly on the barrier wall. Red Hood's counterattack also left various broken marks on the wall behind Batman.

Eventually, Batman kicked the red hood straight through a door into another room with a sturdy kick.

The Red Hood rolled twice under the massive impact and then slid on the ground for a while before finally stopping, kneeling on the ground and panting, Batman's kick with all his strength just now did a lot of damage to him.

Batman then walked into the room as well, but instead of attacking immediately, he took a few steps and then stopped to look at the man who was half-kneeling on the ground. In my mind, I unconsciously overlapped with the boy who was always beaten to the ground by him during training, but stubbornly climbed up.

Same action, but completely different gaze. The stubbornness of the turquoise eyes in his memory, unwilling to admit defeat but full of infinite vitality, and at this moment, the man's gaze at him was full of hatred, anger and extreme madness.

“... Jason, I know you hate me"

Why do you say this? Bruce didn't know, but he knew he had to say something, the words that had been piling up in his head since 5 years ago, the words he had never said to people and people...

Jason knelt on the ground and looked at the man standing in front of him, calmly watching him guess his purpose.

"I'm not entitled to your forgiveness, but I'm going to say 'I'm sorry'"

The word "I'm sorry" is like a switch for something, the emotion that Jason has long regarded as disappearing keeps rolling in his heart, he thought that he could be calm enough to be cold to face the man in front of him, but at this moment he only has endless anger to get catharsis:

"What are you sorry for? Are you sorry you didn't save me in the first place?!!! ”

The sudden accusation was filled with anger and hatred, and Bruce closed his eyes, and his worst fears were finally confirmed.

Jason was completely unaware of Bruce's thoughts at the moment, and the anger from the bottom of his heart clouded his reason, and he didn't even hear his voice trembling:

"You've always let those villains go at will, are you trying to contradict me, did you send them to Arkham? Well?! Is there really a place where these guys can't even be shut down for a minute? Well??! Bruce, I've never blamed you for not being able to save me, never!! But.. Can you tell me why this garbage is still alive?!!! ”

Jason slammed to his feet, kicked open the old closet on the side, and dragged out the man trapped in a dumpling. That's when Batman keeps finding the guy – the Joker!

"I thought I was going to be the last one you allowed this guy to hurt!! But! Why is he still alive?!! Answer me!!! ”

“.... I'm sorry."