"Winged Knight!"

It was as if a shout came from somewhere far away, and the voice was crisp and pleasant, like cool water injected into the drowsy brain.

Roy crawled up with his fists on the rotten ground and said, "I'm fine, Batgirl." ”

The grenade continued to grow so powerful that the shock wave only caused a brief drowsiness, most of the shrapnel was blocked by the armor, and only one fragment was inserted into his back with a strong impact, fortunately not very deep.

Red Hood jumped down and pointed his pistol at the two of them, "You guys are really ghostly, it looks like I'm going to have to think about getting rid of you once and for all." ”

Barbara said, "Jason, don't do this, we already know it's you." ”

Red Hood snorted, "So you've done a DNA match, that's good, there's only the self-introduction process left." ”

"Don't do that, Jason." Barbara said hurriedly, "Put the gun down." I know you're having a hard time right now, and you probably resent Bruce, I understand. But we are a family, and there is nothing that a family can't let go, right? Let's talk about it, and we'll be able to understand each other. ”

"Mutual understanding?" Red Hood sneered, "No. I always thought it would be, but since I paid with my life, I know that it was just my extravagant hope and fantasy. He will never understand, and neither will you. So I've decided to give up on his old ways, and now I'm trying my own path to save the city in a way that is more successful than Batman! ”

He tightened the handle of the gun, and the fingers that seemed to be on the trigger seemed to press down at any moment.

"If you're going to get in the way, that's fine, I don't mind getting rid of you all together."

Barbara stood up and took out a dart: "Okay, stubborn little friend, come and let my sister kick your ass, maybe you will change your mind and be obedient." ”

"Nope." Roy stopped Barbara and stood up as he had just regained his balance, "We're not here to fight. ”

He stood in front of Barbara. Said to Red Hood, "I know about your holiday with Batman, but I'm not here for this today." In fact, I've seen results in your approach, and maybe you're right. Your approach is a bit more effective than ours. ”

After a pause, he changed his words: "Do you know the 'bishop'?" ”

Red Hood stared at him for a moment, no expression visible from the sleek helmet, but it was conceivable that he should be confused by now.

"Of course." Red Hood replied, "The current power behind Gotham. What's wrong? ”

"He and I have a little bit of a holiday." Roy Road. "And he knows me, probably already knows everything about me. But so far, I know almost nothing about him. My gut feeling and experience told me that I might need some help beating him this time. ”

"What?" Barbara was surprised, "Wait a minute...... You can't...... You didn't tell me ......"

Roy ignored her and held out a hand to the red hood: "I feel that I may need your help, and I promise not to interfere with your fight and control of the gangster forces." Willing to cooperate? ”

The muzzle of the Red Hood was still aimed at Roy, but he seemed to hesitate.

After a long time, Red Hood finally put down the pistol and held Roy's outstretched hand: "Interesting." I accept. ”

"What are you thinking?" Back at the stronghold, Barbara asked loudly without taking off her uniform, "Why did you condone the free movement of a criminal who set fire, sold drugs, and disturbed the peace?" ”

Roy removed his mask disapprehantly: "He's doing good." He's controlling crime on the streets, keeping drugs and violence away from kids and out of urban areas, and maybe it's more effective than what we're doing. ”

"By degenerating yourself into a part of the criminals!" Barbara exclaimed, "If we all approve of this and we all do it, what difference do we have from criminals?" We can't throw away the only bottom line that makes us different. I thought that I did not need to emphasize to you any more of this. ”

"Or have you ever thought that maybe God had a destiny for Jason to make him what he is today?" Roy raised his eyebrows and asked, "Maybe it's to create such a person who is willing to fall to a level that we don't want to be." Did God arrange all this? ”

Barbara stared at him for a moment, her blue eyes as if to see through him.

"No, it's not." "I never believed in fate," she said, "and I know you too." You indulge him, and even invite him to cooperate. It's all because of the bishop, right? You don't think you can win him, that's why you need the help of a character like Jason, right? Look at me and don't try to avoid my eyes. I know you, I know what you think. ”

"But what I'm telling you is that it's not necessary." Barbara's voice softened, and she grabbed Roy's hand and said, "Although I may not know this enemy better than you, I believe there is nothing we can't solve." Believe me, my sister has been in this business for so many years, and no matter how big the scene is, it is not so easy to scare my sister. ”

Roy sighed and said, "In some ways, you're right. I invited Red Hood to join us, mainly because his current capacity against the Bishop may provide us with a lot of convenience, and he is very good in his own right. But one thing you're wrong about is that I'm not afraid of him. I'll admit that I'm at a disadvantage right now, but that doesn't mean I'm scared of him, and asking Jason for help is just to increase my chips. ”

He let go of Barbara's hand and walked inside the colony, as if to say to himself, "I'm going to take him down, just like I did last time." ”

The black helicopter rolled up the hurricane and landed on the tarmac.

A man in the front seat jumped down and pulled open the door of the back seat.

The only passenger in the seat was an old man with gray hair, but there was nothing to show of his age, except through the wrinkles and hair color that were cut like knives.

The old man squinted, one eye obscured by a black blindfold, and the other slightly closed, like a meditative Zen master. He was dressed in heavy armor like a special soldier, with all kinds of bullets around his waist, and the two sides of the two swords crossed on his back leaked extremely domineering.

The man who opened the hatch for the old man said respectfully, "Mr. Slade Wilson, we are already in Gotham. The bishop has been waiting for a long time. ”

Slade Wilson slowly opened his one eye, and an incomparable murderous aura came out. (To be continued.) )