Watching the huge Batmobile disappear through the burning streets with a deft movement that does not fit its size, Mason unleashed his beloved blue motorcycle and held a few seconds of silence for Nightwing's doomed heartbreak tonight.

Who the traitor in the Bat family is has already guessed when he picks up Batman from the trash can in Crime Alley.

Although each member of the bat family has their own psychological trauma, to be honest, although the old man doesn't know much about family atmosphere, he does take good care of his children.

The kind of painful experience that can make a child decide to betray his "father" is the only one in the bat family.

Well, it's supposed to be two of you now.

"Doodoo"

The beep beeps twice, then swoops into the sky with a twist of the throttle.

Mason wasn't in the mood to admire the chaos of Gotham at night, and he decided to rush to Batman's hideout as fast as he could. The speed of the flying motorcycle in the supersonic flight state is amazing, and even the chaotic night scene around it is pulled into a psychedelic flying light band in Mason's eyes.

"The city was ugly enough when it was quiet, but now it boils like a pot of boiling bad potion, and even the smoke smells disgusting."

He complained in his heart and slammed the throttle again, and then embarrassedly found himself flying by.

It's almost to the surface.

No way, it's too fast.

It's hard to get to the bottom of the details, and it's always where you need to stop, especially for frizzy young people.

He took a few minutes to let himself fall into the abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city in the guise of night, then put away his beloved scooter and put on an invisibility cloak and headed for Batman's hiding place.

But before he could take a few steps, Mason saw a glimmer of light from the pin on his collar.

There's a Hidden One nearby!

Mason narrowed his eyes and continued to move forward with a blank face pretending not to notice, quickly covering the hood of the invisibility cloak above his head as he rounded a corner, and disappeared instantly.

He wondered if the warriors of the League of Assassins had touched the neighborhood?

Or is this place exposed, and the neurotics who came out of Arkham plan to form a group to rush directly to the bat hometown to give the "old friend" a big surprise?

With such suspicions, Mason climbed to a commanding heights under the protection of the invisibility cloak.

He pulled out his shotgun and opened the safe, and with the sound of the bullet loading, the combat assist turned on, and the hovering aiming frame quickly drifted away from Mason's field of vision.

This is also something he had only discovered before.

Combat Assist can be turned off in the character card, and to be honest, after the shooting skill reaches Lv3, in addition to long-range sniping, the free aiming frame of the Combat Assist will affect Mason's "shooting experience" on the move.

However, it is still very useful to "catch mice".

Especially in this situation where the vision is very poor, the young man lies on a high place and pours a mouthful of "cat's eye" potion into his mouth.

The world under the night suddenly became clear and changed to "black and white mode", and all the guys who were hidden through the darkness could not be hidden in his eyes.

Soon the detached sight frame caught two guys crawling inside from the outside of the abandoned factory.

Those two guys are very professional! Those who know how to hide in cover and shadows will come prepared at a glance. They also seem to know that there is a special fire defense line set up by Batman near this hiding place, so they go very cautiously.

This made Mason, who was aiming at them, squint his eyes as he noticed how familiar one of the guys looked...

Gordon?

He escaped from the Assassins' attack on the police station?

But who is that person next to him?

Could it be that the Assassin League is trying to blackmail his spies?

If you don't know who you are, let's shoot first.

"Whoosh"

The muzzle of the gun with a hand-made engineering silencer is harsh, but definitely more than a normal gun

The sound was much hidden, and the man next to Gordon fell to the ground, clutching his calves.

Gordon seemed frightened.

But instead of running, he got up and stood in front of the downed guy and raised his hands in the direction of the shot, shouting something.

"Is it an ally?"

Mason pursed his lips, put away his gun, put on the invisibility cloak that would expire at any time after entering the combat state, and shot out the flying claw gun to let himself fall next to Gordon, and suddenly took off his hood in front of Gordon's eyes and played a "big change".

This scene almost scared the old director out of the heart attack, but after seeing Mason's face, Gordon immediately relaxed.

The director still had blood and wounds on his face, and the police uniform on his body was in tatters before he had time to change it, and he looked like he had rushed out of the battlefield.

But Mason motioned for him not to speak.

He pulled out the double-barreled cannon and pressed it against the guy next to him who was trying to suppress the pain, and the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against the guy's head, and he asked loudly:

"How did you find here?"

"Mason! It's Tim! Tim Drake."

Gordon hastened to explain:

"He's a third-generation Robin! He's credible."

"No, he's not credible yet."

Mason said without raising his head:

"There's a ghost in the Batfamily, Batman was almost killed in Crime Alley, or why don't you think he showed up for two days in a row?

Say!

Tim, how did you find out about this base? Did you betray Bruce Wayne?"

"I knew it."

Tim, who was crushed to the ground by Mason, was a very young man, but still a little bigger than Mason.

Looking like he was twenty years old, this guy had short black hair like Nightwing, with a slender figure and obvious muscles, and he had been trained for many years at first glance.

He was pressed to the ground and did not resist, but gasped and said in pain:

"I knew something was wrong when the bat network was down, but I didn't expect it to get this bad. Mason, we haven't met, but we've fought together in Black Gate Prison.

Can you give me an injection of analgesics first?

That shot of yours nearly broke my leg bone."

"The bullet went through the calf and flew out to hit the bone. There won't be any after-effects other than pain and scars, Tim, I just took aim!

Don't play tricks."

Mason said coldly:

"You haven't said how you found this place?"

"I'm the best private investigator in Gotham!"

Tim gasped and said:

"I immediately started the plan I had been preparing after noticing that something was wrong, and I discovered this place by observing the movements of the people around Batman, and finally comparing the movements of Dr. Leslie and Mr. Lucius.

Aside from the fact that they are equipped with locators, the rest of the reasoning and judgment process is not difficult at all."

"Sounds like a good reason."

Mason withdrew his pistol and casually took a blood tonic from the medicine belt on his chest and handed it to Tim.

The latter looked suspiciously at the strange-colored medicine in his hand, and then pinched his nose and drank the viscous potion at Gordon's signal.

"Orange flavor, I like it."

The young third-generation Robin pursed his lips and was picked up by Gordon to follow Mason towards the base.

After a minute he was limping on his own, and as he stepped into the downward elevator, Tim looked at the healed calf wound in amazement.

It can be seen that the young man's scientific worldview has also been shattered by this magical potion.

And that's exactly what Mason wants to see.

"Click"

Thirty meters underground, the heavy door of the secret base opened, and by the time the Masons and the three walked inside, Batman had already changed into the black suit in the style of titanium alloy, but without a helmet.

He was standing in front of the wall of monitors, Alfred with coffee operating a backup, stand-alone bat computer.

And on the monitors scattered all over the city, you can see the chaos of Gotham.

Although he hadn't seen the man's face, Mason could already guess how cold his expression must have been, as if anger was burning in his eyes.

Even if Gotham is a that the world recognizes.

But this is a for Batman, and he won't allow these vandals to run rampant in his city.

"Shhhhhh

Catwoman, who was also standing next to her and had also changed into a suit, made a silent gesture to Mason, signaling him not to speak at this time.

But Mason shook his head and whispered:

"I've just returned from Arkham, and the bad news is that the League of Assassins has reached a deal with the mentally ill there, and with the efficiency of their actions, the entire Arkham Asylum supervillains have probably become the vanguard of the Assasin's troubled city.

They may soon enter the city, and Gotham is on the verge of destruction.

But that's not the scariest thing.

The League of Assassins is releasing these debris only to attract the attention of you and your warriors, who are secretly preparing something more dangerous.

That Advent plan..."

"Barbara has always been in charge of cracking that information."

Butler Alfred whispered.

The old man, who had experienced the war and was still a top spy, had apparently guessed some terrible truth, and he glanced at Bruce Wayne and didn't choose to continue.

After nearly ten seconds of silence, Batman finally spoke.

He turned his back to the Masons and put on his helmet, the special titanium alloy helmet was fastened to his head, and its mechanically driven armor was also moving to adjust the specifications to better fit Batman's face and neck.

Eventually, with a slight snapping sound, the cold style of the helmet and the armor body were completely connected to form an unshakable whole.

This action also seems to represent some kind of choice for Batman.

The old man said in his trademark hoarse and indifferent voice:

"Tim, I need you to venture out of Gotham City for Central City, get into the Str lab as fast as you can, find Dr. Silas Stone, and borrow his professional equipment to reset the secure communications with the Justice League Watchtower.

I need the members of the Justice League to intervene in this situation."

"Don't you have a special response mechanism or something?"

Mason said suspiciously:

"Even with Superman's super hearing, he should be able to rush over in the first place when something happens to Gotham, right? After all, the relationship between the two of you is so good..."

"I can't tell you the answer yet, Mason."

The old man shook his head and said:

"All I can say is that the Justice League is in charge of a very important matter. Compared to the gravity of that incident, what was happening in Gotham was nothing to mention.

We reset our team behavior model a few months ago.

Unless one member initiates a request, other members will not intervene in a similar situation. But now it seems that this new pattern of behavior has been exploited by Lei Xiaogu."

"How do I get there?"

Tim Drake, the third-generation Robin, was not afraid, but he would have a great headache and said:

"The original network of bats has been infiltrated by the Assassin Alliance, and they are already monitoring the whole city, and there is no way to leave here with ordinary vehicles.

Unless with a Bat fighter.

But the Bat Cave... I guess it's already taken, right?"

"Thirty minutes ago, the elite black-clad assassins entered Wayne Manor."

Butler Alfred sighed and said:

"They imprisoned all the servants on the manor and destroyed my favorite car, you're right, Tim, the Batcave has been taken.

They

Security procedures are being cracked there.

If we do not act, in two hours at most, all the weapons there will be at their disposal.

Also, the Scarlet Knight who attacked Master Wayne had attacked Wayne Mansion before, and Lucius and everyone in that building were taken hostage by them..."

Saying this, the old butler glanced at Mason with strange eyes, and said:

"However, because the laboratory of Wayne's industrial technology research and development department was "robbed" not long ago, the Batman combat equipment stored there was looted, which indirectly led to the failure of the Assassin Alliance's raid.

It's an unexpected thing."

The young man shrugged.

He and Catwoman looked at each other and almost laughed.

"We have to go our separate ways!"

The old man looked at the images taken by the monitors on the wall.

Struggling to suppress the anger in his heart and keep himself cool, he turned to the high-tech console and projected a three-dimensional sandbox of Gotham City.

Say to everyone in front of you:

"When Grayson returns, he, along with Tim and Selena and Alfred, will go on to reclaim the Batcave. Gordon, I'll go with you to Wayne Tower to rescue the hostages there, and you'll try to gather as many of the city's police as you can and contact the nearby National Guard to enter Gotham.

After the Batcave was recaptured, Tim immediately set off to *** City to call for help.

After leaving the Gotham range, we can send a signal to Star City, which is closer to us, and Green Arrow should be able to come to the aid at the most critical moment.

We must push forward with our respective tasks as fast as possible, and this chaos must be brought to an end tonight!

Once it drags on until tomorrow, and once the supervillains of Arkham Asylum join the "carnival", many more will die."

"I have two questions!"

Mason raised his hand and said:

"First of all, you're not fully recovered! You should lie back in the hospital bed, lest you waste my bottle of medicine to strengthen your body in the final stage.

Depart at least an hour late to make it as effective as possible.

I know you're in a hurry.

But don't worry."

The young man glanced at the silent old man and asked a second question:

"I'm here with a gun, aren't you going to give me a mission? Is it because that massacre at my Iceberg Bar made you disgusted with me?"

"There are reasons and concerns for this."

The old man raised his head, and the eyes under the more textured metal helmet stared at the unashamed Mason.

He said:

"Grayson is in control of the situation, but you chose to kill them. It's not self-defense, Mason, you're causing the slaughter.

But...

I'll still invite you to join you tonight!

My personal likes and dislikes cannot be put above the lives of countless people in this city, and your actions over the past period have proved that you are following your own more radical standards of good and evil.

At this time, you can be trusted.

I hope you'll restrain the callous murderous intent in your heart, Mason.

But if the situation forces it, I will not force it."

The young man looked at Batman in front of him in surprise.

He was ready to be reprimanded or even kicked out of here.

He knew very well how hard-hearted the man in front of him was, and his determination was as strong as that of the most hopeless psychopath.

But he didn't expect that tonight's lord would accept the massacre he had just created so calmly. In fact, if you think about it carefully, Batman just told Tim to seek Green Arrow's help.

Green Arrow's style... Well, with the exception of the humane and rather chic fist stun arrows, anything else is much colder and darker than Mason's actions tonight.

Maybe it's really as the old man said, forced by the situation?

Mason didn't expect Batman to take the time to explain this to him, and at the same time, Alfred put down his coffee cup, and the old butler looked at the surveillance screen in front of him.

He whispered:

"Master Wayne, Master Dick is back, he's brought back... Barbara."