At Pier 7's hideout, Catwoman leans against the wall, clutching her cattail whip in her hand.

She looked at Mason, who was still tossing his little things around the small area, but instead of making potions, he was dealing with some electronic parts.

He also has the penguin's umbrella in his hand.

But the thing was so badly damaged that it looked like Mason was trying to fix it.

In the corner of the hiding place, the kite man was holding a recording board, recording in detail the expression and body changes of the gangster brother who was tied to the chair in front of him.

The latter has been doused with six different potions in the past four hours.

The man was still alive, but the left half of his face was covered with a terrible rash, and the right half of his face was a strange purple red, and the whole person was still twitching and wiggling.

The painful look made Catwoman feel that it was all torture.

"The information has been shared with the bat cubs, and they're discussing a plan of action in the bat cave. Grayson wants us to act with them, and obviously, the original Robin was happy with your performance. ”

Selena glanced at the messages on her phone and said to Mason:

"So, what about your reply?"

"How do we act together?"

Mason, who was trying to fit the vertigo Earl's intracranial jammer into the penguin's armed umbrella, looked up and said to Big Sister Catwoman:

"Judging from the current information, there is a need for a bunch of people on the side of the Black Gate Prison, and a group of people are needed for the secret location where the Assassin Alliance stores their weapons, and some people have to be left behind for logistics and intelligence support.

Counting the original Robin Dick Grayson and the third Robin Tim Drake, you, me and Charles are only five people, and even with Director Gordon and Barbara in a wheelchair, we are seriously undernumbered.

In this case, it is necessary to divide the troops, and I can only say that the bats have thought about it simply. ”

"And what do you mean?"

Catwoman nodded.

She also found Grayson's proposal a bit whimsical.

If Batman is okay here, that cold and omnipotent man can be on his own, and it's perfectly fine for the others to go to the other side.

But now Batman isn't there.

"I mean you and the Bat Family will act as a team to destroy the weapons warehouses of those brave prisoners in advance, there must be a lot of Assassin Alliance people guarding there, and it will not work if there are fewer people."

Mason carefully dismantled the ring-shaped mechanical box of the penguin umbrella in front of him, and he used the component scans on the light curtain to analyze the structure of this thing, and said:

"Charles and I went to Black Gate Prison and were there to delay their robbery as fast as possible. As long as you are fast enough, you can come to our aid in time.

These two things don't have to be done at the same time.

As long as we survive until Batman returns to Gotham, we'll win more than half of it. Maybe he'll bring back a helper? ”

The young man moved his fingers and began to disassemble the components of the mechanical box, saying:

"Like that Superman or something."

"That's a good idea, but why do I think you don't seem to want me to be in a group with you, sister?"

Catwoman said suspiciously:

"Do you and your henchmen have any other secrets? I thought we were already in this group. ”

"You're thinking too much."

Mason said without raising his head:

"It's just that the invisibility cloak is so big that it hides two people at most, so I can only act in teams of two."

"Then the two of us can be in a group."

Catwoman squinted her eyes and said:

"What? Would you, a 17-year-old, rather act with an older man than let me protect you? ”

"Are you serious? Ms. Selena. ”

Before Mason could speak, the kite man shivered and raised his hand and said:

"Do you really think it's the right choice for me to act with the bat family cubs as a third-tier villain? They were all taught by Batman, and they were ruthless.

I broke three ribs the last time I encountered Nightwing, and I don't want to try again. ”

"You see, that's the best way to group groups."

Mason added faintly:

"And I think that in the absence of the children's father, you, the 'adoptive mother', should shoulder the responsibility of taking care of the children."

"You have a point, I can't argue with it, but you'd better stop making bad jokes about your 'adoptive mother', I'm still young!"

Catwoman was choked speechless, she rolled her eyes, and said:

"I'll tell the Batcave about this idea first, and I'll get back to you later."

With that, Ms. Selena stepped out of hiding with her longer and more amazing legs under the blessing of the tights, and the Kite Man tried to speak when she saw her leave, but Mason reached out to stop her.

The young man stood up and walked over to the spot where Catwoman had just leaned and searched the wall carefully, and after a few seconds, two bat-shaped monitors were pulled out of the gap.

He shook his head and put it in his pocket, and then he said to the kite man:

"When you come into contact with the people of the Bat family, you must keep at least three minds, they all have learned badly from Batman, and they all have hopeless snooping and surveillance habits."

"Oh, I got it."

The kite man rubbed his head, and sighed in his heart that he couldn't get ahead in Gotham, look at the hearts and minds of these first-line characters, and then look at himself, and couldn't help but feel sad.

"Boss, do you really want to work with the Bat Family?"

Charles asked in a whisper:

"I don't think it's reliable.

Everyone in this city knows that Batman and his Robin don't kill people, but the other party will not hesitate to start, and the Joker used this to bully them back then.

They failed and Batman had a back, but we didn't.

We're not one of them. ”

"Cooperation is a must to cooperate, there are only two of us, and we need them to attract some attention."

Mason stroked the suitcase in his hand and whispered:

"But we don't have to tie our hands, I mean, we've got to get this done before Batman comes back!

I've had enough of being hunted down every day when I go out, and I plan to take this opportunity to wipe out most of the Penguin-Man and Assassin Alliance's forces in the city.

Just as they robbed the prison to free the prisoners and the penguin people, when they gathered..."

"But we don't have the weapons to catch them all!"

The kite man spread out his hands and said:

"The value of our two forces is not high enough, unless we resurrect the old K, I think that old guy will definitely be able to easily hack those guys to death with two swords."

"Who says we don't?"

Mason smiled, patted his suitcase, looked at the kite man, and said:

"How did Old K die?"

"Given by monsters... Ah, I see! ”

Charles nodded instantly.

He also looked at the suitcase in Mason's hand, and if he remembered correctly, his boss had brought back three zombie monsters from the ruins of the wizarding world.

But then, the kite man said with some concern:

"Will it spread? This thing is terrible, once it gets out of control, the whole Gotham will be over. ”

"A little bit of confidence in your world, Charles."

Mason returned to his makeshift workbench and began assembling the penguin's umbrella again, casually saying:

"As soon as Batman comes back, it's all over, have faith in that man, he's deeper, stronger, and more terrifying than you see."

"Looks like I'm going to have to prepare for it in advance."

The kite man had also made up his mind, and he sat down opposite Mason, took out a half-finished flying backpack from Mason's travel backpack, and said to the young man:

"I changed the design idea a bit, but there are still a few problems that have not been solved, and the boss will help me to take a look. And this magic coat, which I'm going to modify into a flight suit. ”

Charles took out Hagrid's moleskin coat rolled up and said:

"It's a lot better than body armor, but I couldn't find the right tailor, and yesterday I showed it to a friend, and he said that this kind of leather is difficult to cut with a normal knife, let alone redesign it."

"You make do with it first."

Mason also said in an embarrassed tone:

"I'm a bit short on time right now, I can't spare the energy to be a tailor, so I'll research and research this when it's over, and try to get your flight suit done before the stars come to contact us.

As for tailoring, you ask Catwoman to take a portion of Sujay's Eagle and cut it off so that you can wear it properly.

Also, this gun for you. ”

He took out a crit shotgun and two crit double-barreled hand cannons from his suitcase, handed them to Kite Man, and introduced:

"I practiced before, although it is a handmade black gun, but it is definitely much more powerful than the things on the assembly line, tell me if you need anything."

"I want those explosives, flight engineering bombs! Top dog. ”

The kite man grinned, took the gun behind him, and gestured to Mason:

"It's a lot of energy, and I've liked it since I used it last time, especially the swarm bombing is so cool."

"Here you go."

With a wave of his hand, Mason threw more than thirty freshly assembled flight engineering bombs from his suitcase, and gave a control plate to the Kite Man.

The latter turned around and left the hiding place to find Catwoman to borrow a sword and cut clothes. Ten seconds later, an angry Catwoman rushed back with the moleskin coat and screamed at Mason:

"You ruined bat cub! Do you know how rare this top-quality fur is? Sister, I haven't seen such a good texture of fur in all these years of crisscrossing Gotham, and you actually want to cut it! ”

"The clothes are for half-giants."

Mason said without raising his head:

"After cutting it and making a flight suit for Charles, the rest is enough to make another coat for your petite body, and I can even do it for you for free without charging manual fees.

Just take a little time and the coat pattern provided by you. ”

"So, sister, I still need to share a torn dress with a stinky man who doesn't know where it came from? With such a rich boyfriend in the palm of my hand, can I suffer this grievance? ”

Catwoman was even angrier.

She snorted, pulled out Su Jie's Eagle and cut the fur with a few strokes, crossed her waist and said:

"I'm not unusual! Buy a better one another day. ”

The time came to dusk the next day, two hours before the start of the operation.

In the back of the docks in the light of the approaching night, the cool Batmobile approached at top speed, and made a dashing stop and turn at the rather lonely and deserted Pier 7.

As the black cabin pulled open, Grayson, a young man in a bat suit, jumped out.

At a glance, he saw a slim-fitting gray trench coat and a gentleman's hat in front of him, with a black penguin umbrella in his left hand, Mason and Charles the Kite Man dressed like a successful man behind him, carrying a retro suitcase.

Beside them was Catwoman, who was fully prepared for battle, and in addition to her usual cattail whip and combat belt, Catwoman also carried a sword behind her back.

Grayson was all too familiar with the broken sword that could blind people's eyes.

"Can you two do it?"

Nightwing walked up to the trio and greeted Mason in Batman's voice.

Mason, who had been cultivating immortals all night in alchemy and engineering, pulled the brim of his hat and poured the blue primary vitality potion into his mouth.

He put the slender crystal bottle back in his pocket, stretched his body and said:

"It's okay to stall with the cloak of invisibility, but you'd better hurry. Will Director Gordon also join the action? ”

"I can't help it, I can't persuade it."

Da Shao sighed and said:

He said that it was his duty as a Gotham police officer, so he had rushed to the Black Gate Prison with SWAT.

We can't move the Penguins in advance, as it would be worth more than we would lose if we were carjacked along the way, and the city was full of Assassin League eyeliners.

This is for you. ”

Nightwing took out two pairs of specially made call headsets and said to Mason and Kite Man:

"Barbara will serve as our intelligence support, communicate the situation on the battlefield at any time, and if you can't stand it, call in Bat fighter support."

"Or a non-lethal weapon?"

Mason Says:

"There's no 'no-kill rule' in this situation, right?"

"Yes, it's all about this, so don't worry about this! In the face of a group of murderous lunatics, you need a stronger deterrent. ”

The kite man also advised.

"These rules bind us and make us who we are, and they hinder us and protect us, Mason."

Da Shao said seriously:

"He set an example for us to draw a line that we can't cross. Once the identities of 'protector' and 'killer' are confused, it is the beginning of the fall of will.

No one can resist the temptation to solve the problem once and for all with violence, so the best way to fight it is to distance yourself from it in the first place. ”

"Tsk, the bat cubs have started to talk at length like the old bats, and the balabala clichés are nothing new at all."

Catwoman is impatient with this.

She swayed her waist and waved her hands to the Batmobile, jumped into the driver's seat with dexterity, threw a passionate kiss to Mason, and said:

"Be careful, little one, my sister will save you when she gets it done."

With that, the wild and untamable beauty cat stepped on the accelerator and drove the furious Batmobile out of the dock like a roaring beast with a more exquisite handling level than a bat.

Nightwing shook his head and fired his hook gun and flew into the sky towards the Batmobile.

Mason watched them leave, snapping his fingers lightly.

The kite man behind him opened his suitcase and pulled the button of the Traceless Extension Charm, and the blue jet motorcycle appeared in front of the two of them with a whoosh.

The young man inserts the key, turns on the engine, throws out a rocket-shaped body.

The Kite Man jumped in with his suitcase as if he were holding a nuclear bomb box, and Mason twisted the handlebars to send the blue retro classic forward and fly into the clouds three seconds later.

The kite man in the car body grinned while "changing his clothes":

"Speaking of which, Boss, we should probably give ourselves a name for ourselves. For example, our gang should probably be called the 'Kite Gang' or something. ”

"A gang of two?"

Mason scoffed:

"I'm going to be laughed off by my fellow Gotham guys, and besides, I'm out of the gang, and don't we have names? Team K...

Sounds pretty good, right?

Charles, you probably didn't feed McGonagall, Toothtooth, and Fur today, did you? ”

Mason, who had brought a goggles, asked.

The kite man with the jetpack on his back shrugged his shoulders, patted the box maliciously, and grinned:

"Of course not, Boss, as you commanded, Mason Cooper's Death Beasts are hungry right now, they... I'm hungry. ”

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On the other side, in the Batmobile, which was driving at great speed, the Nightwing, which finally fell into the co-pilot, had not yet let go, when he heard Catwoman, the main pilot, suddenly say:

"I've changed my mind! You batcubs who were trained by him can handle that over there! I'm not going, I'm more worried about my little brother Mason than you unpleasant guys. ”

With that, she snapped a hidden button on the Batmobile's steering wheel.

With a click, the front hood of the tank-like Batmobile popped open, ejecting the main driver's seat along with Catwoman, and the delicate module flipped in the air to the ground to form a slender black batmobile.

Catwoman made an almost impossible 180° turn on the spot on her motorcycle, and sped away in the direction of the Black Gate Prison under Nightwing's helpless gaze.

As for the Batmobile, which lost its front and rear wheels...

Feel relieved!

The war machine, which cost tens of billions of dollars, also refilled the spare tire the moment it released the batmotor, and the original co-pilot also popped up a spare operation disk.

"Jason was trying to steal the tires of this car."

Nightwing grabbed the operation panel and continued to accelerate, pursed his lips, and whispered:

"He didn't know at the time that there were eight spare tires in this car alone... Alas, Jason, how nice it would be to have you by our side in this situation. ”