60. Because of your excellent demagogy, I am looking for you to be the professional manager of the iceberg bar-【43/50】

"Jason?"

As the grim-faced Jason Todd walks out of the bamboo building with Jack Sparrow, dressed as a classic pirate, Barbara, who is handing out sweets and pastries to the poor children, exclaims.

She didn't expect Mason to bring the second barrel into this world.

And the two buckets, who would be full of murderous intent, were obviously stunned for a moment when they saw Barbara, especially when they saw that Barbara was not in a wheelchair but walked freely on her legs, the sharp light in his eyes softened a lot.

"You shouldn't be messing around with Mason Cooper, Barbara."

Jason dragged Barbara out of the crowd, and in the shadows by the bamboo building, he shouted to Barbara:

"You have no idea what organization he's in! You don't know what these bastards are really trying to do, they're the source of evil!

The League of Assassins' actions in Gotham City are all behind them!

Were you forced by Mason?

Tell me!

I'll kill him in a moment!"

"Actually, I know, Jason."

Barbara shook her head and said:

"Mason told me this, he may have hidden some of it, but I believe he told me most of the truth. I knew there would be an extra curse on me when I returned from that door.

But it was a choice I made on my own, and I wasn't forced."

Barbara looked at the children in tattered clothes in front of the bamboo building who were sharing candy, and she held the candy bucket prepared in advance by Mason and the kite man in her arms and whispered:

"I've done something wrong, and so have you. Our mistakes are so terrible that we have to carry something heavier if we want to continue to live.

And compared to the pressure of the soul and self-condemnation, perhaps helping this apocalyptic civilization and the world with my own hands can make my conscience better.

You don't have to convince me, Jason, I know what I'm doing.

It's you..."

The Batgirl ruffled her hair and glanced at Jason.

Pay special attention to Jason's pupils, Barbara was visibly more worried when she noticed that there were green spots of light in his pupils that were the same as Mason had said.

She said:

"The waters of the pool of Lazarus have distorted your mind and strengthened the darkness in your heart, Jason, we have the same suffering and suffering, and I know the torment in your heart.

But it's in the past!

I don't know if I'll ever be able to come out of the shadows of this, but I hope you'll be back on the road with me.

Rather than being an executioner in Gotham who doesn't know where he's going, maybe Mason can give us a better choice."

"I don't believe him!"

Erkeg looked at the expression on Barbara's face in a daze, he let go of her hand, but gritted his teeth again and said:

"That guy isn't a nice guy, you have no idea what he did that night and what he was hiding for himself, but don't worry, Barbara.

I'll stay here to protect you.

If they want to hurt you, they'll have to get past me, I promised!"

"Hey, handsome brunette."

Captain Jack, who was leaning against the bamboo building and throwing sweet toffee in his mouth, was a little impatient, he shook the rope of the compass in his hand with his fingers, and shouted to Jason: ....

"Turtle Island is not big, but it is not small, it takes at least more than an hour to go around, you better hurry! I don't want to miss the big show that will take place on my Black Pearl.

It's a day I've made a lot of money since I became a pirate.

Well, the whole world is at my disposal, and I'm afraid I'd jump for joy if it weren't for the end at hand."

"Go, Jason, and get to know this new place. Don't worry about Mason, he's still my brother in law, he'll take care of me."

Barbara smiled.

Pushed Jason, and by the way, quietly stuffed a black pistol into the second barrel's hand.

This was given to him for self-defense.

The two barrels quietly hid the pistol in the wide local robe he was wearing, and followed Captain Jack on the road to visit Turtle Island with a gloomy face.

As a batman-trained superhero and trained for a year and a half in League of Assassins, Jason Todd's ability to observe and detail his environment is anything but unmatched.

He frowned as soon as he had walked around half of the small town of Turtle Island and observed the drunken bastards and the islanders who were fighting over all sorts of trivial matters.

Even without talking to any locals, he had come to quite a few conclusions.

Compared to the chaos of this ghost place, even the most depressed residential area of Nai Ho Island in Gotham can be regarded as "simple people".

"Smack"

He followed Captain Jack into the cramped, dimly lit and smelly bar, only to be slammed against the wall by a lewd guy who tried to steal something by Jason's wrist and with a blank wave.

This immediately sparked a mess, and a dozen or so bad-looking guys stood up from all over the place and gathered around.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Jack Spicer immediately swooped and hid behind Jason, who was full of gloomy face, he poked his head into the people around him and showed a polite but not embarrassed smile, and said to Jason in a pretentious tone:

"Oh, new friend, you're a troublemaker, these guys aren't easy to mess with, they're 'locals,'"

"It's okay, I'm really angry right now!"

Jason moved his fists and asked in a quiet tone:

"Can I kill someone?"

"It's better not to."

Captain Jack rubbed his coquettish mustache, picked up the wine bottle next to him, poured it into his mouth, and whispered:

"There are only so many people left in this world, although they are bastards, but they are a life, just teach them a lesson. But there are a dozen of them, and you only have one.

Are you okay?"

"Huh."

Jason moved his neck, making a clicking knuckle.

He narrowed his eyes and said:

"They'll have to find a dozen more people to join them to make this 'relaxation game' fairer!"

Ten minutes later.

A drunken Captain Jack cheered and carried a bag of gems snatched from the chaos, whistling and following the expressionless Jason Todd out of the bar with wounded people behind him.

There were no scars on the second barrel.

Except for a knife cut in the neck, but the bleeding has stopped with excellent self-healing. ….

And his glorious record was that he single-handedly overturned at least forty drunkards and thirty pirates in the entire bar, and this terrifying combat power made Captain Jack's eyes shine.

It's a pity that the era of pirates under the damn apocalypse is coming to an end, otherwise he would not have missed such a good hand, and he would have tricked him into becoming a boatswain or something.

"Now, give you a third, that's the pirate rule."

Captain Jack took out a handful of gems from his pouch and handed it to the second bucket, and said:

"Man, you're really violent, are you venting your frustration with your fists? I saw a smile on your face when you beat them.

Do you enjoy the feeling of hurting others?"

"Don't be nosy."

Jason replied indifferently, rejecting the gems by the way.

However, after a big fight, his gloomy heart did relax a lot, and he didn't refuse again when Captain Jack handed him a bottle of rum.

He needed something to relax to numb his messy mood at this moment.

"There's nothing to see in the rest of the place, unless you're going to have some fun."

Captain Jack took the two barrels and found a random spot outside the bar, kicked down the drunkard who was drinking there, sat on it, and gave Jason a lewd smile that all men knew.

Then he took out a bottle of wine and said:

"But you don't look like a person who can have fun, so let's talk about it here, and tell your story to your brother Jack. Even the stupidest bilge rat knows to listen to stories when drinking, and you really need to look like an audience."

"I'm not interested in pulling my heart out to anyone."

The second barrel was still the same autistic but violent young man, and while frowning and drinking this strange but very strong wine, he said:

"Besides, we're still strangers, and I've known you for less than twenty minutes."

"Wouldn't that be better?"

Captain Jack's coquettish eyeshadow eyes blinked, and he pointed to his beard with a very feminine orchid and said:

"That way, you don't have to worry about me leaking secrets, the psychological pressure of killing a stranger is not the same as killing a friend, right?

So if I talk a lot, you can snap my neck with a click without worrying about not being able to sleep at night.

I mean, before we become friends, share it.

I don't lie to you either.

I'm hoping to get more information about Mason Cooper from you, because I'm going to have a showdown with that bastard in a moment, and I don't know anything about him."

"Honest enough."

The second barrel glanced at Captain Jack and said:

"But don't struggle, you can't play him. That guy toyed with a bunch of people a few days ago, and the most powerful of them was the one who could single-handedly destroy your world."

"Try it and it doesn't cost anything."

Captain Jack shrugged his shoulders and said:

"Look at this terrible world, do you think I have any other choice? Come on, grumpy Jason, let's talk."

Under Spicer's superb friend-making skills and very strange but very friendly persuasion, the second barrel of wine, who had drunk most of the bottle, finally couldn't bear the loneliness in his heart, and finally opened his mouth. ….

His story isn't really long.

After all, he is only twenty-one years old this year.

But compared to a normal twenty-one-year-old young man, the richness and bizarre story of the second barrel really fascinated Captain Jack, who was one round older than him.

"So, for some messy reasons, you came back from the dead to become a thief and became your father, and chose to help your adoptive father's enemies kill the adoptive father who raised you.

And also used the psychological trauma of the cute and kind girl just now as a breakthrough. And then, you shamelessly feel like you're helping your sisters, and call it all 'for their good,'

Man, how did you survive to be so old that you weren't killed?"

Captain Jack took a sip of wine and concluded with a thumbs up:

"If you were born on this sea, you would definitely be born with a bad seed, and there would definitely be a place for you in the seat of the legendary pirate."

"You think I'm doing something wrong?"

The second bucket was not angry, but just looked at the coquettish stranger in front of him, under the influence of alcohol, he was a little bored and a little dazed and said:

"Why do you say that?"

"Because I think you're a spoiled bear child!"

Captain Jack unceremoniously stretched out his orchid finger and pointed at Jason and said:

"Just because you slept with your adoptive mother, you will be spurned in pirate circles! And you're also trying to force your adoptive father to break the strange rules he has set for himself.

You probably don't know, but we stinky pirates have rules.

We call it the Code of Pirates, and it's a 'work ethic' that all pirates have heard of, but few follow.

Its significance is not whether it is useful in ordinary times, but that it can save our lives at a critical moment when we need to live.

But if this last rule is broken, everyone will have a bad time because of it.

Once the rules are broken, there is no point.

This is a truth that even pirates understand.

And you hate your adoptive father for not punishing the hurt for his rules

You're crazy, but you didn't think about whether you would really feel gratified if he did?

No!

You'll only reap another bad mess for yourself, after all, in your words, giving your adoptive father enough time to prepare him could even destroy the world.

So those rules aren't protecting the bad guys.

It is precisely to protect you young masters who don't know the sufferings of the world."

The captain took a large sip of wine, wiped his mouth happily, glanced at Jason and pointed to the chaotic towns around him, and said:

"Besides, what do you think of your bullshit suffering, how hard will you be able to survive us? You have adoptive fathers who are strict but caring for you and are as rich as the king, and you have a group of siblings who think about you and don't blame you even after you hurt them.

You also slept with your adoptive mother...

Damn it!

You can even come back from the dead!

You have everything and still feel like you're living in hell like an insatiable psychopath, but those of us who really live in hell even give everything to get a tenth of your life.

Listen to me, Jason!

You're a ***!

No wonder Mason is going to beat you up before bringing you here, you really need to be educated. Well, it's boring to talk about your kid story again. ….

Now tell me about Mason.

I'm running out of time."

The pace of the conversation has been inadvertently taken full control by Jack.

In the face of his strong demand, the second barrel who was reprimanded hesitated for a moment, but then opened his mouth to tell Captain Jack everything he knew about Mason.

The more the captain listened, the more frightened he became.

Eventually, he decided that he might not be able to play the guy who claimed to be only 17 years old, but who was as sophisticated and thoughtful as an old silver coin.

He felt that he had to be prepared for what was to come now.

Half an hour later, the drunken Jack and the two buckets returned to the bamboo building by the beach, and the two of them talked nonsense, and the relationship was as good as that of the two brothers.

Barbara was stunned to see this scene.

I can't help but wonder if this Captain Jack Sparrow has some kind of "super charismatic" superpower, she has never seen Jason so close to a stranger.

After handing the drunken Jason to Barbara and stuffing him with another bottle of wine, Captain Jack staggered into Mason's makeshift alchemy room.

The moment he pushed the door open, all drunkenness vanished, replaced by a touch of sobriety that a great pirate should have.

He looked at Mason, who was boiling some kind of potion in front of him, and said:

"I became friends with Jason Todd, and I let that kid dig out his heart and lungs on me, and of course he could be in disguise, after all, that is a very shrewd kid who has been playing tricks on me.

But I still think I passed the test, right? Captain."

"Captain? It's an interesting name."

Mason did not look back, and continued to deal with the potion that was about to be boiled in front of him, and while stirring the liquid in the cauldron, he said to Jack Sparrow:

"But I was really amazed by your performance. Even Charles, who has been monitoring you, has praised you for your awesome words, congratulations, Spine, you're now an intelligence officer for Team K.

Once we've completed this deal, you'll be able to leave with us and we've got a very luxurious room for you in the other world.

Well, you can think of it as a tavern.

You'll be the person in charge there, and you'll be paired with Angelina to collect information for us.

You'll also be part of the pioneering missions when necessary, but you'll be positioned as a logistician, so you don't have to worry about your life until we die.

Drink the bottle of medicine on the table, it will get you back to your healthiest state, and then go to Charles to order your and Angelina's uniforms.

Welcome to join us

Team K, Jack.

May we have a happy cooperation in the future."

Handsome dog Frank