The rain became heavier and heavier, and there was no stopping momentum, but more and more crazy and unrestrained.

The bright blades of the red hood cut sharp marks in the rain, and the rain attached to the blades swept towards Roy like a wave of air.

Roy retreated, dodging the Red Hood's blades in succession. After two flashes, Roy lifted his left arm to hold the knife arm of the Red Hood, and at the same time slammed his fist into the round head of the Red Hood.

Red Hood's head deflected, staggered with Roy's fist, and a knee hit back. Roy crossed his hands to block the impact, completely eating the full force of the Red Hood, his arms as motionless as steel.

"Wow," Red Hood praised, "that's a lot of strength." ”

As he spoke, he slashed at Roy's neck in a perfect arc. Roy raised his arm to stand it, but the red hood opened his palm the moment his right hand was blocked, allowing the knife to fall freely, and his left hand was inserted under the staggered arms of the two to catch the hilt, and the knife stabbed Roy in the abdomen.

Roy reacted quickly and twisted to the side, but he couldn't completely avoid it, the sharp blade cut through his coat, leaving a deep wound on his abdomen, and the oozing blood instantly stained the clothes that were firmly attached to his body due to the wet rain.

If Roy was wearing the winged knight's armor at this time, such a knife would never have hurt him easily, but unfortunately he was not wearing armor now.

Roy gritted his teeth and raised his right knee suddenly, but it seemed that the other party had already expected that the red hood's left foot had already ejected one step ahead of him, and it was hitting Roy's half-raised calf to prevent him from further movement.

While his feet were moving, Red Hood didn't stop at all, and he stabbed Roy into the heart with a sharp and quick stab. Roy's right foot had just been kicked back by the opponent and he didn't have time to dodge, so he had to raise his arm again to parry.

The light of the knife swept through the rain, leaving another wound on Roy's small arm, and blood quickly gushed out.

Of course, Roy deliberately chose his non-dominant left hand to stop the knife. The impact on combat power has been minimized.

But the battle itself was extremely unfavorable to him. First of all, he didn't have any equipment, and the red hood was fully armed. Secondly, he also suffered a certain amount of damage from the impact of the explosion of the car just now. It made him sluggish in his thinking and reactions, and his movements were half a beat slower.

What's more, this guy in a helmet, is very strong. He was well-trained in every move, and the opposite of Roy. He doesn't always think too much. Roy was accustomed to making his next moves and moves clear, and thinking ahead of the various possibilities that he might need to deal with. And it can be seen from the movements of the red hood that he didn't think about the next step when he made a move, which made him quite good at improvising.

And Roy also has a feeling that this person's moves and systems make people feel familiar.

Red Hood grabbed Roy's arm with a knife in his backhand, knocking him to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw, and the puddles of water on the ground splattered in all directions.

The red hood crouched in front of Roy, his helmet washed like a haha mirror less than a fist away from Roy's eyes. Roy could feel the sharp knife resting on his neck, cold and wet.

"You're his man." The red hood suddenly came to this sentence inexplicably.

Roy stared at him. Got what he's talking about. The red hood must have also discovered that the two of them had similar move systems, and many of the moves were dismantled from each other as if they were practicing with the same brothers. It's just that the Red Hood's moves and styles are obviously more proficient than Roy's after much longer practice, just like his body's instinct. Because of this, he was able to see through many of Roy's movements.

"Who are you?" Roy asked.

Red Hood snorted, let go of the knife in his hand and stood up, "Say hello to the old bat for me." ”

With that, he withdrew the knife back into his waist and quickly disappeared into the rain.

"You say, his moves are the same as yours?" Barbara asked incredulously. In his hand, he was stitching Roy's abdomen with a knife wound.

"I can't say it's exactly the same," Roy thought for a moment, "but it's very similar, and there are many moves and moves that seem to have evolved in the same way. ”

"Okay. I don't need you to remind you, I taught you all moves, I remember. ”

"So if he's not some other apprentice before me, then maybe he was taught by the same master as you?"

Barbara nodded, "That sounds like an explanation." ”

Barbara's fighting skills are, of course, all from Batman. Batman is already one of the world's top martial arts masters, having learned a variety of different martial arts systems from all over the world, and eventually mastered all of them to create his own fighting skills. Even if it's a few people who are more skilled than him. It's also impossible to fully understand the full picture of Batman's self-created kung fu.

And to distinguish whether a person's kung fu comes from Batman, there is a more significant feature. All the lethal moves in the kung fu created by Batman have been cut and replaced by non-lethal moves by him, and all the moves that Batman teaches others are used to control the enemy, and there are no killer moves.

Barbara stitched up Roy's scar and advised, "It's better not to do that kind of thing that will tear the wound again for the next two days, see what am I talking about?" That, of course, is impossible. Well, at least I've done my duty as a temporary nurse. ”

Roy put on his shirt and said, "You said that day in the Batcave, Batman solemnly told everyone in the family to search for the hideout of the Red Hood?" ”

"yes." Barbara nodded, "But he refuses to tell us who that person really is, but it seems that he should know, and he just refuses to share the secret for some special reason." ”

"Red Hood could have killed me." "But he didn't, because he saw that I learned my moves from the Bat Family?" He also asked me to say hello to the old bat for him, so that can be assumed that they know each other well."

The ringing of his cell phone interrupted his thoughts. When I picked up my phone, I saw that the number displayed on it was from Malden? Fish, his undercover boss.

Roy answered the phone and asked, "Boss?" ”

"Oh, you're still alive, your name is Tommy, aren't you?" Malden asked in a rather amicable tone.

Roy said, "Yes, Tommy? White, sir. ”

"Now come to the base." "I have important things to say to you. ”

"Got it, I'll be there soon, sir." (To be continued.) )