Chapter 88 40 Feel the Love of Your Stepmother, You Crooked Little Bastard [2350]

Chapter 88 40. Feel your stepmother’s love, you crooked little bastard--[2350]

The self-destruction program in the collection room caused a small part of the Batcave to collapse, but when the master originally chose this place as his base, he had already taken into account the inherent unsafe properties of the cave and therefore made overall reinforcements to the Batcave.

There isn't much rockfall in the remaining area, but the bad news is that the path to the Bat Hall has been collapsed by the explosion.

To make matters worse, Mason and Damian Wayne, the maniac who started it all, are trapped in a tight area.

When the explosion occurred, Mason used the flying claw gun to avoid most of the impact, but the accompanying shock caused him to be almost pinned down by a rock. Although he was not injured, he lost his important gun, Old K.

This loyal green shotgun helped Mason block a falling rock in the explosion just now, and ended his short but wonderful life in this way.

The corners of Mason's mouth twitched in distress. Everything has emotions after being used for a long time.

All he has left now is a combat shotgun, a hand cannon with only two bullets, and a freeze gun.

Damian was hit head-on by the explosion.

Logically speaking, this would definitely seriously injure the child, but when he climbed up from the stone debris, he just pulled off the burned cloak and threw it aside, then screamed and rushed towards Mason with the broken knife.

The young man noticed that there was a faint green light remaining on the little lunatic's body, and knew that he must have some protective equipment as he was "born in a noble family".

Maybe it has something to do with magic.

After all, the League of Assassins existed before the Middle Ages. Such a long time was enough for the King of Assassins, Damian's grandfather, to collect enough magic items.

Coupled with the existence of the miraculous Lazarus Pool that can resurrect the dead, although Damian in front of him is only the height and size of an eleven or twelve-year-old child, his destructive power is definitely no greater than that of members of the Bat family. Difference.

that's the truth.

Damian rushed over dragging the knife, and knocked the Hagrid hunting knife out of Mason's hand three times in a row.

The young man has been fighting as a shooter and alchemist since his rebirth. He is very resistant to close combat and has not learned much about fighting. In this small area, he suffered a lot when facing Damian, a young martial arts master.

"boom"

Relying on the talent of quickly drawing a gun, he fired the freezing gun three times in a row, freezing the surrounding area but still unable to harm Damian.

The little lunatic seemed to have something similar to "combat intuition". When Mason pulled out the double-barreled hand cannon, he rolled over, not only dodging two consecutive rounds of cursed bullets, but even the ghost light that lit up later. Mason's giant hunting knife was picked up under the blue beam.

"Nice weapon, perfect for cutting off your head."

Damian's fingers grazed the blade of the hunting knife, and he expertly assumed a domineering knife-holding posture.

When Mason used the ice ray to distance himself, the little assassin waved his hand and threw out the poisoned plum blossom dart. The speed of the weapon was so ridiculous that it was almost as fast as a bullet.

He just used the trajectory of the dart to force Mason in front of him.

"Shua"

The young man returned the favor.

The left arm armor was raised, and four petrified darts shot out, but the guy opposite held a knife with both hands and used a move similar to the Iai Slash to cut them off in the air.

Seeing this scene, Mason completely gave up the idea of ​​having a close fight with Damian. He was sure that if necessary, this little lunatic would be happy to show him the unique skill of "cutting bullets with a knife".

"You little monster!"

The young man complained:

"How did your mother train you? Did you learn to hold a knife when you were a baby?"

"It took Bruce Wayne three years to pass the Master Trial of the League of Assassins when he was twenty and it only took me nine months when I was eleven!"

Damian used his flexible movements to dodge the freezing beams shot by Mason like a monkey in the closed area with complex terrain. He said sarcastically without blushing, without even breathing.

"I don't know how he trained you, Mason, but there is no doubt that you, a guy who only dares to hide and shoot from a distance, don't know how to fight."

"Then you are really awesome."

Mason activated the combat assistance, and the free aiming frame began to quickly lock on Damian's figure in the dark area. He held the freezing gun with both hands and glanced at the precarious capacity of the quick-freezing liquid, and said:

"I guess your crazy grandfather has been letting you soak in the Lazarus Pool since you were a child, right? Only that kind of unscientific stuff can make you reach your peak as an adult when you are twelve years old. Physical strength and strength.

It's like feeding you poison when you were a child to let you gain strength, teaching you killing techniques but not giving you a heart to control power.

You are far worse than your father!

In every way! "

"Shut up!"

Damian shouted harshly and at the same time turned around and threw three poison darts. This action paused his rapid movement on the rock wall, and Mason caught the opportunity.

He fired seven shots in a row, turning the last bit of freezing liquid into freezing rays and firing them out. While freezing half of the stone wall, Damian's body was also successfully infected with the eerie frost.

The little assassin's speed suddenly slowed down.

At the same time, Mason pulled out the blast shotgun and emptied a magazine in a few seconds. The smoke cleared and the ice shattered. Damian fell from the stone wall and fell to the ground, lying there not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

But no kill prompt popped up in front of Mason's eyes.

"Stop pretending!"

While loading his hand cannon with cursed bullets, the young man pulled out Maxi Zeus' Lightning Staff from his bag and aimed at Damian to shoot a cool golden electric current.

Never mind how effective this thing is, at least it looks very powerful visually, and the swirling lightning really looks like the lightning thrown by the God King in mythology.

But it didn't cause any harm to Damian.

The plan to pretend to be seriously injured to lure Mason closer and then make a fatal blow was seen through, and the little assassin didn't pretend anymore. He jumped up with lightning, and shot the flying knives in his arms repeatedly, but Mason used the Lightning Staff to knock them down in the air.

This little guy also has a lot of good things on him.

While drinking some kind of ancient-looking medicine, he approached Mason at a very fast speed, waved his hand and chopped it, but Mason held the golden lightning staff with both hands to block it.

But the weapons didn't have any force when they collided, which made the young man's face change slightly.

At this distance, he had no time to dodge, and Damian threw away his knife and stepped forward, stabbing his chest with two fingers of his left hand together into a sword. The next moment, severe numbness and pain broke out in his body, causing Mason to stagger back.

"The martial arts my grandfather taught me are much more powerful than Batman's merciful tactics."

The little madman, who had already won, picked up Hagrid's hunting knife from the ground, stretched his neck, and walked forward with a grin, his eyes emitting a faint green light in the dark.

That was probably the sequelae of long-term contact with magic water.

He said:

"I am destined to take over the legacy left by the great Lei Xiaogu in the future, and the assassins' league hidden in the dark will return to the sun under my leadership.

You, Nightwing, the third generation of Robin, Jason Todd, Barbara Gordon, you are just the substitutes that the pathetic Batman finds to make up for the lack of family.

Even Batman himself"

Damian sneered at the nickname and said:

"He will die tonight! I won't allow anyone to interfere with my fight. Mason, you should have died a long time ago. That night in Audisburg, the sniper bullet I fired should have smashed your head.

I won't let you escape again today."

"Well said, little guy, I also think I should have died a long time ago. I may have died once."

Mason drank a whole bottle of blood tonic to reduce the pain in his chest and expulsion. He felt a mouthful of sweet blood pressing on his throat.

The acupuncture-like technique used by this little lunatic just now was too vicious. If his body had not been strengthened by the level of the Star Society, he would have been killed just by that one blow.

He really deserves to be a guy who has learned various killing techniques since he was a child.

Every move is deadly.

He stood up with Maxi Zeus's Lightning Scepter and said to Damian who was approaching him with a knife:

"But I think what I said is also right. You have all the skills but no mind to control the power. Do you think it is normal for me to miss six of the seven ice rays I fired at you with my shooting skills?"

"Bang"

A violent explosion sounded in the tunnel that blocked this place and connected to the Bat Hall.

Just in front of the stone wall that Mason had just frozen with the last quick-freeze, the cluster explosion of the engineering bomb easily blew away the thick but fragile rock under the cold.

Damian's face changed slightly and turned back, and he saw Catwoman holding a sharp sword and the fully armed Kite Man rushing in together.

"Damian! You can't win a fight just because you are strong, otherwise Batman wouldn't be so feared."

Mason twisted the lightning scepter and used golden electric current to force back the little assassin who rushed over. He also fired the flying claw gun during the low-altitude shooting of the kite man to take himself and the freezing gun under his feet into the air.

He fell to a safe height a few seconds later, rubbing his chest and coughing, and said to the little madman on the ground who was jumping up and down in anger:

"You may have passed that shitty master trial in a shorter time than Batman, but if you want to catch up with his combat wisdom, you'd better practice for a few more years.

The Assassin's League doesn't lack a master, but there is only one Batman in this world!

A little fool with a high opinion of himself!

A little madman with a crooked appearance.

Don't underestimate your dad."

"Mason!"

Catwoman on the ground turned her wrist, letting the blood stains on the blade of Sujie's Eagle slide to the ground. She blocked the exit of the explosion, staring at the little man holding the knife with both hands in front of her, and she said:

"This "Yes, he is your adopted son in name and law, Selina." Mason coughed and said, "Perhaps you should take advantage of his father's absence to show your stepmother's majesty, teach this little guy the rules of survival in Gotham, and vent your anger for your dearest little brother. I was almost beaten to death by this little lunatic just now." "You, a 17-year-old strong man, were bullied like this by an 11-year-old child, and you still have the face to complain?" Catwoman laughed strangely and pushed her cat ear mask, looking up and down at Damian, and said, "Maybe I should say that this child did a good job?" "You! Selina Kyle!" Damian also recognized Catwoman. After all, even in the chaotic Gotham City, female heroes dressed like Catwoman are very rare. The little lunatic stared at Selina with a more hateful look, raised the hunting knife in his hand, pointed the sharp blade at Catwoman, and said:

"It was you who hindered my mother from moving forward with that man, and you made her very sad. She has always wanted to kill you with her own hands, just in front of Bruce Wayne's eyes, to end that relationship.

But I would rather give my mother a ‘gift’ with my own hands.

I wonder if you can still laugh when your head is placed in the gift box? "

"You're right, Mason."

Selena frowned and said:

"This little thing is really crooked and not cute at all!"

"The water in the Lazarus Pool is burning his mind, making him irritable and dangerous. Overgrowth is never a good thing. Catch him alive, Selina, he can still be saved.

But if he were to run away and stay in that twisted family for a few more years, he would be completely hopeless. "

Mason raised his crit shotgun and replaced it with a single-head bullet, while kneeling down to aim, he warned:

"Of course, you can stab him a few times to build up the authority of the stepmother. Don't worry, he won't die as long as I'm here. At most, he will suffer a little physical pain."

"clang"

As soon as he finished speaking, the giant hunting knife collided with the blade of Sujie's Eagle. Damian let out a war cry and pressed the blade forward, but was unexpectedly kicked in the chest by Catwoman's long leg.

With the desperate height difference between the two of them, Selena didn't even have to adjust her posture when kicking him.

Damian jumped back a few times to regain his balance. Just as he was about to step forward to fight, he was hit in the calf by bullets flying. Although the weird accessories helped him offset the damage, the interruption of the rhythm forced him to fight. Selina stepped forward with her sword.

Since joining K-Team, Catwoman has taken the initiative to fight very rarely.

She has never used all her strength to fight, but in this hidden corner, Selena, who appears as a "stepmother" with the help of Mason, will be very aggressive towards her crooked "adopted son".

She is indeed a strong woman who can still maintain a certain advantage after being entangled with Batman for more than ten years.

A master-level and highly personal fighting technique, with impressive physical toughness and a light and sharp blade specially made for the Assassins in his hand, he can always inadvertently reach for his claws like a black cat. It also leaves scars on the irritable children.

In less than a minute and a half, Damien, who was full of momentum, was suppressed.

Sujie's Eagle has been enchanted by a curse!

Damian hadn't felt the first few scars yet, but the longer the battle continued, the more the little madman could feel the physical weakness and mental pressure.

It was hard for him to even concentrate when he was cornered by Catwoman and that damned elusive bullet.

What's even more terrible is the blind light that suddenly shines when the Sujie Eagle is flipped lightly in Catwoman's hands. It can get stuck every time Damian tries to fight back.

It's like an extremely precise "skill interruption", making the little madman more and more frustrated as he gets older.

Through the secret technique of breath recognition taught by his grandfather, he could feel that the threat from Catwoman was not great, and he even had an advantage in strength. However, when facing Mason, he was overshadowed by the opponent's terrain, and when facing Catwoman, he was " "Stepmother" suppressed with skills.

Two consecutive failures and the oppression of a mental curse made the confident Damian feel depressed.

He decided to suspend this battle where he was at a disadvantage and return to the darkness to look for opportunities again.

"boom"

A special smoke bomb was thrown at Selina's feet. The Assassin's League's special smoke burst completely blocked a small area. Damian disappeared into the darkness like a ghost and planned to leave.

This was his first lesson in the League of Assassins, about how to get out of a fight safely.

But this smoke may block Catwoman's sight and make other tracking methods ineffective, but the free aiming frame in front of Mason will not let him get used to it.

"boom"

With a crisp sound, Damian, who was hit in the leg, tumbled out from the edge of the smoke in a panic.

The bullets flying out from the second gunshot directly broke the hook lock he used for swinging, causing the injured little lunatic to dance and fall from the height to the ground.

"Whoosh"

A black cat-tail whip was swung out of the thick smoke and wrapped around the waist of the fallen Damian before pulling him into Selina's arms.

The unruly child was still struggling, but in the next moment, the cold-faced stepmother cut the back of his neck with his palm. He then took out the powerful sedative that Mason had made for Team K from his belt and stabbed it into the neck of the little assassin.

Damian's struggle became weaker and weaker, and after a few seconds, he fell asleep completely in Selena's arms.

Kite Man took Mason and fell to the ground. The limping Captain of Team K stepped forward and looked at Damian in Catwoman's arms. He curled his lips and said:

"This little guy is so cute when he's sleeping. I really want to suffocate him with a pillow."

"Go aside!"

Selina snorted and said:

“I don’t plan to give Bruce a child in this life, as that would destroy my perfect figure and take away the relationship between me and him, so maybe the arrival of this little guy is also a gift.

But Damian’s education issue is really going to be put on the agenda!

Mason, tell me, is that bitch Thalia here tonight? "

Facing Catwoman's meaningful question, Mason shrugged, glanced at Damian who was already in Selina's arms, and whispered:

"You stole someone else's lover, and then someone else's child, and now you are going to give her a failure and then kill them all? Are you stepping into the role of the 'evil stepmother' a little too fast?"