Tim Drake was dressed in a noble man and walked out of Wayne's old house. It was drizzling outdoors, and the rain washed the city. There were still vague gunshots heard in the distance.

In fact, as the third generation Robin, he was not as decadent and uneasy as Night Wing thought. He was not a substitute for anyone, nor did he need anyone's command. He had his own way of dealing with things.

"Yewing lacks courage. He dares not take that step in the end, but I can." He walked into the bat cave and looked at the bat suits on the equipment rack, and said thoughtfully.

Gotham didn't care who was under the bat suit, he just needed this logo. He quickly put on an old bat suit and rode a motorcycle out of the bat cave.

Nightwing was worried about Jason Todd's affairs, which seemed very simple to Tim. She defeated the other party cleanly and imprisoned him in prison. Then she showed off Batman's clothes to shock Gotham, stabilize the situation, and finally concentrated her efforts to find Bruce. In Tim's opinion, this was the best and fastest solution.

He thought so and did the same. The motorcycle quietly walked through the streets and alleys, drawing arcs in the night. He planned to solve the internal problems first and then go to the outside world.

The first problem is to find Jason Todd, the second generation Robin before him, unlike Nightwing, Tim has never seen Jason. When he joined the Bat team, Jason was resurrected and left Gotham. This name is more like a symbol to him.

"Is it here?" Tim fiddled with his watch and quickly found the information he needed. Unlike the first two Robins, he attached more importance to the ability of technological products. Many alien technologies entered the earth were studied by him. He did not have the cautious mentality of using them like Bruce. In his opinion, both alien technology and earth technology are just tools.

The motorcycle stopped lightly, and what caught my eye was an abandoned factory. Xiya's large-scale counterfeit alien products provided countless jobs, but also destroyed more than half of the traditional manufacturing industry. Many people transformed in time to avoid bankruptcy. There were also those stubborn people who were swept into the trash can of history in just one month.

The factory in front of him is one of them. Tim doesn't care what he has produced before. He only knows that the Jason Todd he is looking for is hiding underground in the factory.

After he entered the factory cautiously, the soil not far away flipped, and a huge dark red plant quietly emerged from the soil.

Layered flower buds opened, and two beautiful women watched him in the direction he left. One of them had red hair and was wearing a dark green tights. The other was short-sleeved narrow skirt and high heels, with glasses, and a beautiful woman in the workplace.

Of course, the poison ivy woman and secretary Miss Messi were hiding in the dark.

Thea felt that the Bat team had no thighs and would definitely lose its power. Considering that Tommy and Laurel also rushed into the quagmire, she still sent the Gotham native, the Poison Ivy Girl, to secretly help.

I was mixed with Xiya every day. Under the influence of my eyes, the secretary lady who was originally a straight woman, but now she was completely betrayed, happened to be at the Poison Ivy Girl's house. She had nothing to do, so she followed her to take a look.

"Why are you so messy here?" The secretary and the lady was a little unbelievable when she heard the gunshots in the distance. Now the whole world is very busy. Are there anyone here who is shooting in the street?

The Poison Ivy shrugged gently, "I don't know, let's go in and take a look."

The plants behind him spewed out a pile of pollen. The secretary knew that these pollen had the effect of mixed sight, so he walked leisurely in with cat steps.

Tim Drake didn't know that someone was following him, leaving many traces of marching. The secretary and lady who had undergone countless training followed casually.

The underground space is very large, and some conversation sounds are faintly heard.

"It's incredible that you actually built your own bat cave, Jason Todd, you shouldn't have taken it... No, usurped that cloak!"

Following closely behind was a violent striking sound, which was so loud that intermittent echoes came from the thick ground.

"You shouldn't be here, this is not your masquerade!" said a low voice.

"I'm not playing games, Jason, I'm here to arrest you and bring you to justice. I don't allow you to slander Bruce!"

The two quickly fought together.

"Tsk tsk, look, these men are actually fighting for some fame." The Poison Ivy woman said casually.

The secretary lady was not so hostile to the men. She took out the green lamp ring and used the appearance to reflect their battle scene.

The fighting ability can fight Ms. Siva for dozens of rounds, and the secretary's vision is much better than the mutant, the Poison Ivy Girl.

As if she was watching a game, she began to explain with interest, "This Tim is very powerful. Her martial arts and intelligence have achieved a perfect cooperation. Her high skills and agile thinking are truly worthy of being the young talent Batman values."

The Poison Ivy Girl is very self-aware. If there is no mutation, she will be a college student who lives in the laboratory, and is incomparable to Miss Maisie who fights dozens of fully armed soldiers alone.

"You're very optimistic about him?"

"No, he lost, because Jason was merciless, one side was doing his best and the other side was reserved, and his ending was destined." As if seeing the ending, the secretary was a little disappointed, the sharpness in his eyes disappeared, and he changed into that vase-like smile.

As the former bodyguard of Luther, a master of death, her judgment is accurate.

Although Tim came with an urgent desire to solve everything, he did not take any action against his ex. On the contrary, the other party had no scruples and was merciless.

Realizing his mistake, Tim wanted to regain the decline, but unfortunately they were both Bruce's apprentices, and their fighting styles were different, but they were all very familiar with each other's moves. At least Jason was very familiar with Tim's moves.

On the other hand, Jason was resurrected from the dead, wandering around the world for many years, absorbing the fighting essence of many schools. In countless death battles, his martial arts can be said to be a step further.

A smart mind did not delay Tim's fate of failure. He neither had the belief in victory nor had the tricks to win, and the result was self-evident.

"Your eyes were full of fear and confusion. It was you who defiled this outfit!" Jason said, clenching a bat dart into Tim's chest.

"Rich dress up!" He took off Tim's bat mask and looked at the young face coughing up blood desperately, and turned around and left the battlefield.
Chapter completed!