Chapter 808 Red Hood (Part 2)

Jason struggled with all his might, but the other party did not take the next step. Instead, he made a gesture to him, pointed at his chest, and waved his hand, meaning that he had no ill intentions, but Jason did not believe it at all.

In a place like Gotham, you have to have the intention to harm others, but you must also be on guard against others. People like this who sneak into the room in the middle of the night wearing masks must be more vigilant.

Because Jason is the leader of the gang, he has a single room at the outermost of the base and does not sleep with other children. He struggled desperately just to make the other party let go of his hand and not cover his mouth. As long as he can make some noise, there will be children running to call for help.

"Jason Todd, I have no ill intentions. I want to ask you for help!" The person on the other side said. Jason felt that the tone was a little familiar, but he was sure that he had never heard this voice before.

If I had to describe it, it was a bit like a person with advanced laryngeal cancer and a torn vocal cord. It wasn't like the other person had almost no accent and his pronunciation was very standard. Jason had just taken a few grammar classes and he couldn't hear what the other person was saying clearly.

"Woo woo!" Jason called out twice, meaning "Let me go first."

"I can put you down now, but you must not make a sound. Believe me, I will subdue you before you make a sound." The person on the other side said a series of long sentences, but Jason could only understand half of it.

This weirdo's voice was really hoarse, and there were many places with breathy sounds, which were intermittent and unclear. Jason could understand it because of his high understanding.

Jason sighed silently in his heart. He had already determined that the other person was not a gang member, because real gang members would not say such words. He nodded and made a reassuring gesture, and the other person really put him down.

Jason twisted his neck, but didn't make any sound. Instead, he lowered his voice and said, "Where did you come from, freak? Why are you looking for me? Can't you see I'm sleeping?!"

As he said that, Jason walked to the wall and turned on the light in the room. After the light filled the room, he turned his head and looked at the man.

The other person wore a red hood that looked like leather, which allowed Jason to see some of the outlines of his facial features.

But it was useless. Jason couldn't tell who the other person was. He looked at the weirdo with some doubts and asked, "Who are you and why are you dressed like this?"

"It doesn't matter..." When the weirdo spoke, his voice was still very hoarse. He said, "I need your help, Jason Todd."

"You have to answer my questions first before I can answer yours. This is the rule of Gotham." Jason walked forward and looked up at the weirdo with a red hood. He asked, "What are you wearing on your head? Why are you wearing this thing? You shouldn't be one of those crazy people who make explosions every day, right?"

Hearing this question, the person on the other side reached out and lifted the bottom of the hood, revealing the bottom. Jason was a little scared because he had no skin at all. The muscles under the skin were exposed as if they were burnt. He heard the other party say in a low voice:

"I have suffered serious burns and disfigured, so I can only wear a mask to live. Jason, can you help me?"

Jason frowned and said, "...How can I help you?"

The man with the red hood half squatted down, put his hands on Jason's shoulders and said, "You are the leader of the children here, right? I want you to teach me how to become a gangster..."

Jason's eyes widened. He never expected that the weirdo opposite him would make such a request. He felt it was ridiculous. He said, "Gangster ? ? Learning how to become a gangster, are you...are you crazy? "

"No, I'm not crazy." The person on the other side said very seriously: "I'm not a gangster, but I want to be one. Can you teach me how to do it?"

"This..." Jason was choked for a moment. He said: "You are not a gangster, but you want to be a gangster, but what's the point? You can survive without being a gangster, so why do you want to be a gangster?"

The person on the other side was obviously prepared. He said: "Yes, I survived, but I didn't live well. Otherwise, how do you think I got all these injuries?"

Jason paused for a moment. He felt that what the other party said made sense. Although he didn't know the reason, he still found something. He said, "The three streets nearby are all gang territories. If you are really a thin ordinary person, you can't sneak in."

"In other words, if you have the ability to sneak in here, why do you want to join the gang? They can't even find you."

The person on the other side didn't seem to expect Jason to be so smart and sharp. He paused and then said, "Okay, I don't want to join the gang for a living, but I can't tell you the specific reason, because if I tell you, you will not want me to learn."

"What's the reason? Why won't I let you learn if you tell me?" Jason asked very curiously. He really thought the person on the other side was strange. He didn't sleep in the middle of the night and came to him to learn gang knowledge?

"Because..." The man on the other side paused again and said, "In short, I can't tell you the reason, but I really hope you can help me, Jason, I heard that you are the most powerful child king of this generation..."

"Don't use this trick on me." Jason glared at the weirdo and said, "I won't be moved by a few sweet words. Who wants to teach you this weirdo? Get out of here! I still want to sleep!"

After that, he walked to the bed without looking back and lay down to sleep.

It seems that there is really no way out. The weirdo with the red hood can only come to the bed, bend over, and then say: "Jason, you are a very smart child. Have you ever thought about what caused the current situation in Gotham?"

"This place is different from other cities, but there is a unique order. Breaking the existing order will only make it more chaotic, but if you do nothing, it will be equivalent to chronic suicide..." The tone of the other side became low. Although his voice made it very difficult for him to speak, it still had an inexplicable attraction, allowing Jason to listen attentively.

"Someone has to solve this problem, right? Someone has to find the answer, but how can we find the answer if we don't study or research?"

Jason opened his mouth and said, "What Professor Schiller said is actually true. Is there really someone willing to learn this kind of thing?"

Jason didn't notice that when the syllable Schiller appeared, the fingertips of the weird man wearing a red hood trembled. Jason thought for a while and then said, "You said you want to solve this problem, but can you do it?"

"How do you know if you don't try?" The other party said very firmly, "If you don't investigate it on the spot, there will never be any progress. ·

Jason leaned on the head of the bed, his arms behind his head, nodded and said, "You are right. Although things are difficult, if you don't work hard at all, there will never be any progress."

After speaking, he took another look at the head with a red hood next to him, and said, "You are really a weirdo. You dare to appear in Gotham dressed like this. Are you afraid that the gangsters can't find a target? "

After that, he rolled over from the bed and walked towards his closet, saying, "The thing you wear on your head is like telling all the gang members to come and hit my head...·

After that, he opened the drawer, took out a pistol from it, and pointed it at the weirdo with the red hood, saying, "Well, the first lesson for Gotham gangs is that you don't panic when you have a gun in your hand."

"Jason, I'm very sincere in asking for your help, and the reason I do this is because I know that you are not a vicious criminal. You are more reasonable than almost everyone here, and I really need help..."

Jason didn't put the gun down, but looked into his eyes and said, "Even if I'm going to pull the trigger now and blow your head off with one shot, are you still going to stay here and do nothing?"

The red hood turned his face around. Although he couldn't see his expression clearly because of the mask, Jason could be sure that his eyes were focused.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Jason slowly put down his gun and said: "Although your vigilance is not very good, you are very accurate in judging people. This should be a good start. If you can tell who to offend and who not to offend, you can at least save your life..."

"You said you want to learn how to be a gang member, so what do you want to learn?"

"How to be a gang member, how to survive, how to live, and how to live better in a society composed of gangs?"

Jason stood there, hugged his arms and sighed, "Don't you think you have chosen the wrong person? Do you think I look like I am living a good life?"

"But I can't go directly to the Godfather." Red Hood said very calmly: "Even if I can see him, the things he teaches are not I want to learn. I don't want to establish the same order as the mafia society, but to eradicate this problem. "

Jason shook his head and said, "You are probably dreaming."

But soon, he continued, "If you are willing to pay, I can help you, but I have to tell you that it is difficult for outsiders to survive here, and if you want to join a mafia, you have to abide by the rules there, and if you don't know anything, you will die quickly. "

"That's why I came to you. I know that the mafia will not recruit people casually, so I want to ask you to help introduce me. Although I don't know anything, I will definitely not cause trouble, and I learn very quickly. It only takes one week for me to work. ·

Jason sneered and said, "Ask me to help introduce? Who do you think I am? The young master of the twelve families? I am just a street kid. If I had such great ability, I would not stay here long ago."

"But I know that only you will help me." The man with the red hood shook his head and said, "Others will not only not accept this reason, but will only think I am a lunatic. "

Jason was silent for a moment, then he said, "You are a lunatic. I just learned a word from Professor Schiller, called transvestite. I think you must be a patient of this disease."

"But you're right. In the whole of Gotham, no one except me will help you for this reason. It's because you don't know anything that I can tell you that I don't like gangs at all, but I also know that I can't change this. If someone wants to try, I don't mind helping him."

Jason took out the pistol from the drawer again and said, "Now, my words really don't carry much weight. It's hard to introduce you to the smallest gang here, but if I can make a great contribution, get to know some upper-level people, and show up with the gang boss here, it will be different."

He walked out with the pistol. After walking to the door, he looked at Red Hood and said, "If you are afraid of danger, stay here, but I have to go around now. The early bird catches the worm."

"What are you going to do?" Red Hood asked.

"To find an opportunity to help you."

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