Volume 2 Honoring Robin Chapter 30 Is this disturbing the work of my colleagues?
Five minutes after Nightwing destroyed the League of Assassins' helicopter in a very cool way and entered Arkham Asylum alone, he regretted his decision.
This place has gone completely crazy!
The elite warriors of the Assassin's League have withdrawn from the main building. They blocked the surroundings and did not allow any living creature to leave, but they opened the doors of all the wards in the entire asylum.
More than 300 people with severe mental illness, mania and sociopathic personality disorder are having a "freedom party" in the asylum where they are being held.
But to Nightwing, it was more like a Darwinian carnival.
He hid in a utility room between the second and third floors, looking at the fire circle ignited by killer moths in the hall on the first floor. A large group of strange-looking guys were dancing around the fire and reveling in joy, while a two-faced man dressed as a prisoner stood on a high place with his hands raised, acting as a temporary "judge".
He kept flipping a coin to decide the fate of guys he didn't like.
"The other side! Burning at the stake!"
The madman, whose half body and half face were severely burned and looked like a ghost, shouted loudly, triggering loud cheers from the villains who were celebrating below.
Then a struggling guy was dragged and thrown into the burning circle of fire.
What's even more outrageous is that the person who was thrown in was not a staff member of Arkham Asylum, but one of the patients, who theoretically should be considered their "compatriots."
I don’t know how this unlucky guy made the Two-Faced Man unhappy.
"Fortunately, the most troublesome one didn't show up."
Nightwing did not wear the bat suit this time but his usual night patrol suit. Without the cape covering him, he looked more neat.
The highly recognizable "Gotham Butt" also fully displays its "charm" in the darkness.
He hid in the utility room and counted them one by one, but did not find any trace of Zhou Ke'er in the chaotic crowd below, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.
Although it would be a terrible disaster if all the lunatics in Arkham escaped, it is a completely different concept if the Joker was involved or not.
"Two-Face, Calendar Man, Mr. Freeze, Mad Hatter... where is the Riddler? Poison Ivy seems to be missing too. I just saw Clayface running around outside, and I think I heard Killer Croc's screams?
The KGB beast seemed to be injured by a bomb, and the pig-faced doctor disappeared."
The young master who was hiding muttered to himself and took out a small notebook to write things down.
He originally wanted to resolve the matter before the crisis in Arkham broke out, but after recognizing all the guys who had been sent down to participate in the "party" one by one, he completely lost the idea of "doing justice".
Given this exciting scene, even if Batman rushed down himself, he would probably seem "slightly disadvantaged". Coupled with the members of the Assassin's League who were tightly blockading outside, Grayson was now planning to retreat.
However, before retreating, he must at least find out what happened here so that he can give Batman some operational intelligence when he meets him later.
Even in the face of a crisis, the Bat Family still does things in an orderly manner.
Obviously, it was all due to the good teaching of the master.
"Why didn't the Joker show up here? Doesn't he always like this kind of chaotic scene?"
Ye Yi frowned as he thought. When he had figured out a plan of action and was about to leave the utility room, a pair of hands suddenly reached out and pressed on the young master's chest, pushing him back into the utility room.
Grayson reacted very quickly when he was attacked. He pulled out the fighting stick behind him, which splashed out a dazzling arc of electricity and hit the person in front of him. However, he stopped the attack in the next moment with the help of years of training.
Mason took off the hood of his invisibility cloak and did not put on his helmet. He ignored the fighting stick that was still emitting arcs of electricity in front of his forehead.
He looked at Nightwing in front of him with a deadly gaze and said:
"Young Master, do you know what you are doing?"
"Mason?"
Nightwing took back his weapon in surprise and whispered:
"Why are you here? Wait, was that person riding the strange flying motorcycle just now you?"
"Stop talking nonsense and get going!"
Mason put on the gray helmet on his head and opened his cloak to signal Nightwing to come over quickly. The latter stepped forward and covered himself with the invisibility cloak, looking at Mason's new suit suspiciously.
Although there are many differences in details between the Batsuit and the Batsuit, the overall design style is definitely modeled after the Batsuit, so it is natural for the young master to have an association.
At the moment when , he whispered:
"You are a double-talker Mason. You are one of us now, right? The fourth Robin?"
"Shut up."
Mason said unhappily.
He led Nightwing out of the utility room in stealth mode and moved to the nearest balcony without making any noise. The young master continued to ask in a low voice:
"Isn't it? But you already have your own suit. Didn't Batman give it to you?"
"Can I sew it myself?"
The young man really wanted to shut the eldest master's mouth.
How come he is so handsome when he is silent, but he is so fussy when he speaks. In addition, he also noticed Nightwing's battle suit at this time.
After a few seconds of silence, Mason whispered:
"Can you explain to me why there's such a big blue bird on the chest of your suit? Is this some kind of obscene sexual suggestion? Or is this just a trend in your Bludhaven?"
"I refuse to answer that question!"
Nightwing frowned and finally shut his mouth.
The two men advanced silently above the heads of a group of frantic lunatics and psychopaths who were performing a "burning man" ritual. Mason breathed a sigh of relief when they finally approached the balcony.
As he closed the door to the balcony corridor, he threw out the flying motorcycle, and at this moment, the Bat Master beside him asked:
"What happened to Batman? The Bat Network has been silent for two days! I was worried about him so I rushed to Gotham to check it out, but when I got here I found the League of Assassins acting like crazy.
The city is in chaos.
A guy called 'Scarlet Knight' attacked the police station and Wayne Building and released all the prisoners in the city's prison. The gangs took advantage of the situation and started to cause chaos everywhere.
If we let those guys in Arkham get out again, Gotham will be finished!"
"The situation is quite complicated, so please use your own eyes when you get there. I am not responsible for answering any questions."
Mason shook his head.
It is really hard to explain what happened in the past few days in a few words. Although Alfred confirmed that Grayson is a trustworthy person, Mason still does not intend to intervene until the traitor in the Bat Family is found.
"boarding!"
Mason jumped on the motorcycle and snapped his fingers at Nightwing, who was embarrassed when he saw the cargo box popped out from the motorcycle in a very unscientific way.
But just as he was about to get in the car, a sudden gust of wind came, like an invisible arrow, so fast that Mason only had time to lower his head.
Nightwing beside him was directly knocked away.
The young master was knocked against the wall but he rolled over as he fell and pulled out his two-handed fighting stick.
Mason also raised his gun, but at the same time, a whistling wind came from all directions, forming an invisible chain that pulled the young man off the motorcycle and hung him in the air.
This was the first time Mason was attacked without any chance of fighting back.
The newcomer was definitely more powerful than characters like Clayface or Killer Croc, but he did not attack Mason. Instead, he appeared in the gray sandstorm and fought with Nightwing.
The young master's fighting skills were naturally extraordinary as they were trained by the master himself. With Mason's current physical fitness, he would probably not be able to withstand more than ten moves in close combat with Nightwing, but the unknown attacker was obviously more powerful.
Nightwing's high-voltage fighting stick hit his body several times but did not cause any damage, as if it was just a floating ball of "sand".
However, the latter's punches and kicks were able to break the young master's defense with tremendous force, and the wind and sand flowing from the ground were also constantly restraining him.
Just half a minute later, the young master was sealed in a "stone pillar" of sand and gravel.
"boom"
A well-aimed knife strike hit Grayson's neck, knocking him unconscious.
The attacker finally showed up at this moment. In the gray wind, a tall and thin man with a mask and a strange golden bow on his back appeared on the balcony.
The moment Mason saw him, his heart skipped a beat.
It's not because of fear.
All right.
It's a bit scary indeed.
But it's more because of the cape this guy is wearing.
The black cloak with the reflection of the starry sky covered his body, and the star mask revealed his identity.
This is someone from the Star Club!
And judging from his fighting ability, he is no worse than Lao K, he is a high-level member!
"Why did you show up at my operation unannounced?"
The man did not attack Mason. He just asked with a strong sense of dissatisfaction:
"Which team are you from?"
"Team K."
Mason immediately introduced himself.
She struggled to use her fingers to pinch out her bronze "employee card". When she saw this thing, the man's anger obviously subsided a little.
He said in amazement:
"I remember the captain of Team K was a taciturn lunatic, right? Wasn't there news that his team was just wiped out? Is it being reorganized?
And why did you become the captain?
Where is Lao K?
"he died."
Mason said sadly:
"He died in the mission of rebuilding the team. May his death please the dark stars and illuminate our way forward."
"Ah, yes, yes, that's what you should say when someone dies."
The attacker was obviously annoyed by this set of rhetoric. He didn't say much when he learned of Old K's death. He didn't even bother to pretend. He just looked at Mason with a puzzled look.
He said:
"The night wind just now told me that someone unexpected had broken into this noisy insane asylum. I thought it was one of those nosy superheroes in this world, but I didn't expect it to be a captain.
Are you a C-level member?
Why are you so weak? I feel like you're not as good as some of the D-rank members."
"Because I am in charge of command and logistics in our team, the guys who can really fight are still resting in the base."
Mason blinked and said nonsense:
"As for why I intruded on your mission... please believe me, I didn't want to, but the guy you just knocked out was my 'reserve team member'.
He was so foolish as to come in here and force me to come and pick him up."
"Oh, the selection team, I understand. These ignorant natives do sometimes do some troublesome things, I have experienced it before.
Take my advice, Mr. New Captain.
When dealing with these disobedient natives, just kill them, don't be so merciful. There are so many excellent, obedient and sensible team members in so many parallel worlds waiting for you to choose.
For example, I have gained a very good collaborator this time. ”
The attacker laughed.
He waved his left hand and the quicksand chains that bound Mason dissipated, allowing the young man to fall to the ground. The first thing Mason did when he landed was to pull up his left sleeve to reveal the tattoo to prove his identity.
The guy on the opposite side did the same thing.
But his tattoo was obviously more complete than Mason's. The devil's reflection already had wings, and only the head was missing to be completely complete.
"Are you a B-class member?"
Mason immediately put on a respectful tone and bowed to the person in front of him.
The latter obviously enjoyed this respect, he nodded leisurely and introduced himself:
"I am the captain of the B-class pioneering team 'Hydra', which is directly under the command of the Star Society's battle master, the Swordsman. You can call me 'Sandstorm'."
"My code name is 'Three-Headed Dog'."
Mason spoke out the nickname given to him by his master without any psychological barriers. He glanced at his "colleague" opposite him, coughed, and said:
"Our K team is Mr. Hunter's direct pioneering team. We are still in the testing phase, so we are staying in this A-level world to complete the test of the big man."
"Mr. Hunter's direct team? No wonder they are in such a dangerous place."
Mr. Sandstorm's voice suddenly rose in pitch.
He looked Mason up and down in amazement and then coughed, as if the last bit of anger in his heart had completely dissipated, replaced by a strange kind of "pity".
He stepped forward and patted Mason on the shoulder, and said sincerely:
"I can only wish you good luck, my friend. As a newcomer, you may not know what it means to become Mr. Hunter's vassal. But now, I have to ask you to leave my mission site.
You may continue to operate in this Gotham City, but stay out of what happens next."
"Of course, I apologize for the trouble Team K has caused you."
Mason said sincerely, and dragged the unconscious Grayson into the truck bed after Mr. Sandstorm released his restraints on Nightwing.
Before leaving, Mason looked at his colleagues who disappeared in the wind and sand.
He said:
"Although it may be a bit presumptuous, I still want to know how many teams of our organization are staying in this world? The mission given to us by Mr. Hunter requires us to stay here for a long time, so I want to know more.
The main purpose is to avoid such embarrassing things from happening again next time."
"This is not a secret among the B-class members, but in theory you shouldn't know about it. However, since you are Mr. Hunter's vassal, it's okay to tell you."
A gust of sandstorm stopped beside Mason, and Mr. Sandstorm said briefly:
"Including the Hydra team, there are four teams operating at the same time. There is only one of us in North America, one in Europe, one in Asia, and the remaining one is flexible in supporting.
However, after this operation is over, we will all evacuate this world. I advise you to apply to Mr. Hunter for temporary departure.
Three-headed dog, believe me!
You don’t want to know what’s going to happen here.”
"Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Sandstorm."
Mason waved at the dispersing sand and said:
"I will apologize for disturbing you tonight when we return to Star Castle !"
The last wisp of sand quickly dissipated in front of the young man's eyes. After using the character card to confirm that he did not have any remaining surveillance power, Mason started the flying motorcycle.
He quietly took the unconscious Nightwing away from the hopeless Arkham Asylum. Mason's heart was still pounding as the two men disappeared into the night.
The Assassin's League's "Advent Day" plan is actually a collaboration with the Star Society!
A pioneer team led by Class B personnel is helping them, and there are three other teams operating simultaneously around the world.
Combining the various signs before the end of the world that Mason learned from Mr. Potter's diary, it was not difficult for him to guess what these four senior teams were going to do in this world!
Damn it!
This is not just a minor disaster concerning Gotham.
This is a global crisis!
We are in big trouble.
Mason , who had just used his identity to obtain information, thought so, but the best thing was that now he was the only one who knew this secret.
A few minutes later, when he descended from high in the sky, he saw Gotham City at night, and what came into view was the burning Wayne Building.
A flaming bat logo was burning on Gotham's iconic building, like a sign of coming chaos, a provocation and a claim to sovereignty.
The League of Assassins has already begun to act, and perhaps Gotham’s destruction will happen tomorrow.
But Mason has no intention of paying attention to the fate of the city under his feet. Another more important and more troublesome problem lies before him. What should he do in the face of this situation?
Should he risk being exposed and tell Batman the information he had discovered? This situation would probably require the entire Justice League to be mobilized, right?
As for whether or not to help the Star Club...
What a joke!
I have to clear my name after accidentally joining a violent organization again!
The risk of sending a message alone is enough to make him an underground worker who has infiltrated the enemy, right? He can also improve the Justice League's favor.
Is there still a need to choose?
