Jason struggled as hard as he could, but the other party did not make the next move, but made a gesture to him, pointed to his chest, and then waved his hand, meaning that he had no malicious intent, but Jason didn't believe it at all.

In a place like Gotham, there is a desire to harm people, and a heart to prevent people is also indispensable, and people like this kind of sneaking into the room in the middle of the night wearing a mask must be even more vigilant.

Because Jason is the leader of the gang, he has a private room at the outermost part of the base, and he doesn't sleep with other children, and he struggles desperately to get the other party to let go of his hand, don't cover his mouth, as long as he can make some noise, there will be children running to call someone.

"Jason Todd, I don't mean anything, I wanted to ask you for help!" The man across from him spoke, and Jason felt a little familiar with the tone, but he was sure he had never heard it before.

If you want to describe it, it's a bit like an advanced laryngeal cancer with a torn vocal cord, and it's not that the other party has almost no accent, the pronunciation is very standard, and Jason has just taken a few grammar classes, and he can't hear what the other party is saying.

"Woo!" Jason yelled twice, meaning "you let go of me first".

"I can put you down now, but you must not scream and trust me, I will subdue you before you can make a sound." The person on the other side said a series of long sentences, but Jason could only understand half of them.

This strange man's voice is too hoarse, there are many places that are breathy, intermittently inaudible, Jason can understand all because of his high understanding.

Jason sighed silently in his heart, he was sure that the other party was not a gangster, because real gangsters would not say such things, he nodded, and made a reassuring gesture, and the other party really put him down.

Jason twisted his neck, and instead of making a sound, he lowered his voice and said, "Where are you a freak? Looking for ***? Don't you see I'm sleeping?!"

With that, Jason walked over to the wall and turned on the light in the room, and after the light filled the room, he turned his head to look at the man.

The other man wore a red hood that appeared to be leather, which allowed Jason to see some of the outlines of his features.

But it didn't work, Jason couldn't tell who the other party was, he looked at the weirdo with some confusion, and asked, "Who are you and why are you dressed like this?"

"It doesn't matter...... the weirdo said, his voice still very hoarse, "I need your help, Jason Todd."

"You have to answer my questions before I can answer your questions, that's the Gotham rule." Jason stepped forward, looked up at the red-hooded weirdo, and asked, "What's on your head?" Why do you want to carry this thing? You're not one of those crazy people who make explosions every day, are you?"

Hearing this question, the person opposite stretched out his hand and uncovered the bottom of the hood, revealing the skin underneath, Jason was a little frightened, because he had no skin at all, and the muscles under the skin seemed to be scorched, *** Outside, he heard the other party say in a low voice:

"I've had severe burns and I'm disfigured because of it, so I'm stuck wearing a face mask, Jason, can you help me?"

Jason frowned and said, "...... How can I help you?"

The man in the red hood half-crouched down, put his hands on Jason's shoulders and said, "You're the child king here, right? I want you to teach me how to be a gangster......

Jason's eyes widened, he never expected the strange man on the other side to make such a request, he felt very ridiculous, he said, "Gangster?? Learn how to become a gangster, you ...... Are you crazy?"

"No, I'm not crazy." The person on the other side said very seriously, "I'm not a gangster, but I want to be a gangster, can you teach me how to do it?"

"This ......," Jason was really choked up, and he said, "You're not a gangster, but you want to be a gangster, but what's the point? You don't have to be a gangster to survive, so why be a gang?"

The guy on the other side was obviously prepared, and he said, "Yes, I survived, but I didn't live well, otherwise you would think of me as this

How did the injury come about?"

Jason's movements paused, he felt that what the other party said made sense, but he still noticed something, he said, "The three streets around are the territory of the gang, if you are really a thin ordinary person, you can't sneak in."

"In other words, you've got what it takes to sneak here, so why would you want to join the gang? They won't even notice you."

The person on the other side didn't seem to expect Jason to be so smart and sharp, he paused, and then said, "Well, I didn't want to join the gang because I was forced to make a living, but I can't tell you the specific reason, because if I did, you wouldn't want me to learn."

"What is the reasoning? Why don't you tell me that I won't let you study?" Jason asked curiously. Did he really think that the person opposite was very strange, didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and came to him to learn about gangsters?

"Because ......" the person on the other side paused again, and said, "Anyway, I can't tell you the reason, but I really want you to help me, Jason, I heard that you are the most powerful child king of this generation......

"Don't use that on me." Jason glared at the weirdo and slapped the weirdo up and down and said, "I'm not going to be impressed by a few sweet words, who wants to teach you this weirdo? Hurry up and get out! I'm going to sleep!"

After saying that, he walked to the bed without looking back, and lay down to get ready for sleep.

It seemed that there was really no way out, and the strange man with the red hood could only come to the bedside, bend over, and say, "Jason, you are a very smart child, have you ever thought about it. What is the reason for the current situation in Gotham?"

"It's different from other cities, but there is a unique order, breaking the existing order will only make it more chaotic, but if you do nothing, it's equivalent to a ...... of chronic suicide" The tone on the other side was lowered, although his voice made it very difficult for him to speak, but it still carried an inexplicable attraction that allowed Jason to listen attentively.

"Somebody has to fix this, doesn't it? Someone has to find the answer, but if you don't study or study, how can you find the answer?"

Jason opened his mouth for a moment, and he said, "What Professor Schiller said is true, and there are really people who want to learn such things?"

Jason didn't notice that as soon as Schiller's syllable appeared, the strange man in the red hood trembled his fingertips, Jason thought for a moment, and then said, "You said you want to solve this problem, but can you do it?"

"How do you know if you don't try?" The other party said very firmly, "If you don't go to the field to investigate, there will never be progress."

Jason leaned against the head of the bed, his arms resting behind his head, nodded and said, "You're right, it's hard, but if you don't work hard at all, you'll never make progress."

After speaking. He glanced at the red-hooded head next to him, and said, "You're such a weirdo that you dare to dress like this in Gotham, are you afraid that the gangsters won't find a target?"

After speaking. He rolled out of bed and said as he walked to his cupboard, "That thing you're wearing on your head is like saying to all the gangsters, come and hit me on the head......

After saying that, he opened the drawer, took out a pistol from it, and then pointed it at the strange man with the red hood, and said, "Well, the first lesson of the Gotham gang is that you have a gun in your hand and don't panic in your heart."

"Jason, I'm asking for your help very sincerely, and I'm doing this because, I know, you're not a vicious criminal, you're more reasonable than almost everyone here, and I really need help......

Jason didn't put the gun down, but looked him in the eye and said, "Even if I'm going to pull the trigger right now and shoot you in the head, are you going to stay here and do nothing?"

The red hood turned his face around, and although he couldn't see his expression clearly while wearing the mask, Jason was sure that his gaze was focused.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Jason slowly lowered his pistol and said, "Although your vigilance is not very good, but you are very accurate in seeing people, this should be a good start, if you can tell who can and who can't, then at least you can save your own life...

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"You say, you want to learn how to be a gangster, so what do you want to learn?"

"How to be a gangster, how to survive, how to live, how to live better in a society made up of gangs?"

Jason stood there, crossed his arms and sighed, "Then don't you think, you've found the wrong person? Do you think I'm alive and well?"

"But I can't go straight to the godfather." Red Hood said very calmly, "Even if I can meet him, the things he teaches are not what I want to learn, I don't want to establish the same order as the gangster society, but to eradicate this problem."

Jason shook his head and said, "I'm afraid you're dreaming."

But soon he added, "If you're willing to pay, I can help you, but I have to tell you, it's hard for outsiders to survive here, and if you're going to join a gang, you have to follow the rules there, and if you don't know anything, you're going to die quickly."

"That's why. I just came to you, I know, gangsters don't recruit people casually, so I want to ask you to help introduce you, although I don't know anything, but I definitely won't get into trouble, and I learn very quickly, it only takes a week, and I can work.·

Jason scoffed and said, "Can I please help introduce you?" Who do you think I am? The young master of the Twelve Families? I'm just a vagabond, and if I had that much ability, I wouldn't be here anymore."

"But I know you're the only one who can help me." The red-hooded man shook his head and said, "Instead of accepting this reason, others will think I'm crazy."

Jason was silent for a moment, and then he said, "You're a madman, I just learned a word from Professor Schiller, it's called transvestism, I think. You must be a patient of this disease."

"But you're right, in the whole of Gotham, no one will help you for this reason except me, and it is because you don't understand anything that I can tell you that I don't like gangsters at all, but I also know that I can't change all this, and if anyone wants to try, I don't mind helping him."

Jason took the pistol out of the drawer again and said, "Now, my words really don't carry much weight, even if it is difficult to introduce you to the smallest gangster here, but if I can make a great achievement, meet some high-ranking people, and show my face with the gangster boss here, it will be different."

He walked out with his pistol, and when he got to the door, he looked at the red hood and said, "If you're afraid of danger, stay here, but I'll have to go around now, the early birds will get worms."

"What are you going to do?" Red Hood asked.

"I'm going to find a chance to help you."