Chapter 837 The Children's Struggle (Part 2)

Jason left the Blue Jacket headquarters building with a nervous mood. He did not take action because he had more important things to do now.

As he expected, the gangs were not stupid. Some people saw that this was a trap. Although they might not have thought so far, they did not want their influence to be weakened.

Jason knew that he had more important things to do now than killing people. He had to ensure that the renovation project could go on.

For the upper echelons of the gangs, this might reduce their influence and make their lives worse, but for these children, as long as the building can be built, their lives will definitely improve. At least it will not rain where they work in the future, and the chance of getting sick will also be reduced.

Jason did not think about rushing in to force the location of the bomb out, but this is actually more difficult than killing people. Killing people only takes a few seconds, but if you force them to ask, it is likely to make a sound and be discovered by other members, and he will not be able to leave.

From the words he overheard, he heard a more important message, the Wayne Group has a way to ensure that everyone lives in a suitable house.

Although Jason didn't know what this method was, he knew that since Bruce Wayne dared to say so, he would definitely be able to do it. Batman was not a person who liked to exaggerate.

In this case, it means that all children can have a room. For this goal, Jason is willing to do anything.

He hurried back to the base, then called all the children over and said to them: "Go! Call up the other children's gangs and let their boss come here. I have something to say to them!"

All the children didn't understand, but Jason's actions in the past few days made them more convinced. They were not driven out by the gang, but returned to their homes. The gang members fell apart and everyone was in danger, but they were still alive and well.

Therefore, the children trusted Jason very much and ran out without asking any more questions. After a while, the sleepy children came to help the boss. One of them rubbed his eyes and said, "Jason, what can't you say tomorrow morning? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"It's really urgent. I want to tell you two pieces of news..."

"The first piece of news is good news. According to reliable intelligence, the Wayne Group has a way to let everyone live in the house they are assigned, and the gangs can't interfere with us."

Instantly, the children below were furious. Some asked, "What? How is it possible? How can he do that? Does he want to go to war with the gangs? ! "

"Even if there are no small gangs, there are still big gangs. Even if there are no big gangs, there are still twelve families. How can he fight against all gangs? ! "

"How can he let us live in? What if the gangs force us with guns? We can't beat them? ! "

"Is this really reliable? Jason?" One of the children said, "I know you don't like to lie, but this is really too outrageous!"

"I'm not sure, but if it's possible..." Jason didn't finish his words, but the whole audience fell silent.

Jason saw that there was a light in their eyes, which was particularly bright in the dim room.

Perhaps, these children did not have no hope for this world, but they were disappointed too many times, but even so, after hearing such news, they still couldn't help dreaming.

A warm house that won't leak, a soft bed, and a window that can get sunlight, no child can refuse such a dream.

"There is another piece of news, and it's bad news..." Jason's tone dropped, and he said, "The gangs on Elizabeth Street don't want this project to go on, so they buried bombs near the foundation."

"As long as the bomb is detonated, the foundation will be destroyed. Once the workers are killed, the Wayne Group will have to pay compensation. The lawsuit surrounding this matter will last for several years, and the gangs can use this time. Let the Wayne family sit down and talk, and they can regain the initiative and let the Wayne family leave the arrangement of the property to them...·

"And once they get power again, no one will care about us."

As soon as Jason finished speaking, he saw the eyes of all the children glow again, but compared with the previous light, this time this light was full of murderous intent, and even dyed blood red.

Even teenagers understand one thing, as long as there is any possibility to fight for the life they dream of, they are willing to pay any price.

"Where is the bomb? "One of the children asked, she said: "I have more than 30 people under my command. As long as it is within the scope of these three streets, there is nothing they can't find. No matter where the bomb is hidden, we can dig it out!"

"That's right, the little bastards in my gang have dug through all the dog holes here. They will never detonate the bomb under our noses..."

"We didn't notice it before, but they can't escape our eyes..."

Several child kings looked at each other and saw the confidence in their eyes. They were right. If the gangs were the local snakes, then the children's gangs were the insects.

Snakes still have places they cannot reach, but ants, bees, and moths have been everywhere. These children can survive in the streets and alleys by relying on the corners and secret tunnels.

They have touched every inch of the corners here, just to expand an inch of space for their own survival.

At this time, this has become their weapon. It is impossible for other gang members from the street to be more familiar with this place than them.

As the childish voices rang out, thin figures emerged from the ground, like the tips of bamboo shoots breaking through the ground after the first spring rain. They turned into streams of light and touched every corner of the streets and alleys.

Whispering, talking to each other, coming and going, in all directions...

On this sleepless night, Jason did not feel angry and helpless for the first time, and all the child kings felt a strange excitement. They had never been united like today.

Perhaps in the future, they will still become gang leaders in various regions, but they will eventually understand that the excitement in their hearts today comes from the freedom to decide their own destiny, from the rebellion of resistance, and from the friendship of like-minded people who realize their ideals together.

A cluster of small sparks was ignited, and when it was blown into the cold night by the night wind of Gotham, whether the society would condense into a bigger flame or extinguish it, Jason did not know. He only knew that he would remember this thrilling night forever.

In less than two hours, several children came to report that the soil in the corner of the wall had been dug, some said there were strange lights next to the construction site, and some said they had seen strangers recently...

After checking one by one, three problematic locations were finally determined, basically next to the construction site.

The first is that there are strange ruts on the muddy ground nearby, which do not look like they were left by nearby cars.

These kids have a good memory. They know exactly what the tire tracks of nearby residents and gangsters look like. They make a living at the bottom of Gotham by this.

Another person dug up a shell not far from the construction site. It does not look like the guns used by the small gangs here, but rather like the guns of the big gangs.

The third is that there are often strange shadows on the roof of a building near the construction site, as if someone is watching the construction site.

The kids were divided into three groups to check these three different locations. Jason went to the most dangerous location, which is the roof filter of the building near the construction site. It is possible to run into the enemy head-on, and the other two places are just clues.

Jason came to the top of the building with ease. He did not find any suspicious figures here, so he walked into the door of the rooftop and waited behind the door of the rooftop to see who came here.

As the night deepened, Jason heard a strange sound from the wind outside the door, as if there were two footsteps falling to the ground. Jason looked out through the crack in the door, and then saw two black shadows, one tall and one short.

As he looked, Jason felt that the two figures were a little familiar, especially the tall black shadow on the right. Isn't this Batman?

Jason pushed the door and walked out. Dick beside Batman turned his head alertly, but Batman did not move. Instead, he turned his head slightly and looked at him and said, "Jason, why are you here now?"

"I've been waiting here for a long time." Jason walked forward, stood beside Batman, and looked down. From this angle, he could see children running around on the streets, all of whom were looking for something.

"You won't allow anyone to place a bomb next to your construction site, right? You won't give them this opportunity, Batman." Jason said, but then he asked: "Why don't you just protect the entire construction site?"

Batman shook his head and said: "You will protect it, right?"

Batman looked at the shining lights on the construction site and said: "Someone told me not to pity them, not to give them everything like God, but to let them fight for it and defend it themselves."

Jason stood on the edge of the roof and said: "Now, they have learned these. Once they start dreaming, they will never go back to the numb life before."

"Once they start to imagine, imagine the beautiful life they should have, they will never allow anyone to destroy it, and they will never be able to tolerate such exploitation again..."

Dick next to him was a little confused. He didn't understand what Batman was talking to Jason. He wanted to talk, but he didn't know where to start. After Jason left, he asked Batman: "What are you talking about?"

"We are talking about the book we just read." Batman replied.

"The book you just read?" Dick frowned and asked in confusion, "What book did you read? What was written in the book?"

Batman turned his head and looked at Dick, with a tenderness in his eyes that he himself did not realize.

Accompanied by the cheers of the children near the construction site who found the bomb, the low voice floated in the night sky of Gotham. With a hint of coldness that did not belong to this season.

"The book contains a story, a heart-stirring story that happened in the heavy snow..."

"If you really want to hear it, go ask Alfred."

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