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Chapter 145 Saying Goodbye to Batman

Clang.

Batman looked at Jason, who was weeping uncontrollably, and threw the pistol Jason had given him earlier onto the floor.

"I'm sorry, Jason," he said.

"I know you're wondering why I didn't kill this madman."

In fact...

""

Batman lowered his head slightly, his noble and unyielding head never bowing.

Facing the son whom she had once hurt.

The proud Batman eventually bowed his head.

Although it is difficult to detect.

But he did bow his head.

"I've always wanted to kill this madman."

"For years, not a single day has passed without me imagining myself grabbing him, taking all the torment he inflicted on others, and then ending his life."

Hearing the bat's words, the clown, who was being trampled on, chuckled and said, "I knew you'd think that way, Bat, you're really something else."

boom!

Jason kicked him hard in the face, shutting the madman's rotten mouth.

Then he looked at his father, signaling him to continue.

"If I allow myself to walk the path of killing, if I cross that line."

""

Batman looked up and met Jason's gaze directly.

"I will never be able to turn back."

Jason was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath and spoke in a tone of incomprehension.

"Why? I didn't ask you to kill Cobblestone, Scarecrow, or Dent..." (1. Penguin, 2. Two-Face.)

Jason pointed his gun at the clown lying on the ground.

"I meant just kill him, just kill him alone!"

In Jason's view, this bottom line is nothing but superhero bullshit.

They always say that once they cross that line, there's no going back.

In his eyes, it's about quick revenge, life-or-death decisions, and fearless courage; minor principles are fine as long as they're broken.

Because some people are a deadly joke in themselves.

But in Batman's view, crossing that line would mean the collapse of the world, the unpredictability of heaven and earth, and a single misstep could lead to the destruction of the entire globe.

The son can't see clearly and doesn't understand.

The father could see it clearly, but he couldn't explain it.

This disagreement seems like it will never be resolved.

but..

But they are father and son.

Disagreements are common between fathers and sons.

It is almost impossible to crack.

As time goes by, each of them will eventually back down.

"I can't do it, I'm sorry, Jason."

Batman's body looked as if it were being pressed down by a mountain, making him appear very low.

He didn't look into Jason's eyes again.

Or rather, they dare not look.

He disappointed his son once again.

And the son...

"I still don't understand your bottom line, but that's okay."

Jason suddenly lifted the Joker up, then wrapped one arm tightly around the Joker's neck, and staggered back several steps.

Seeing the other person's actions, Batman took a few steps forward, but was stopped by Jason's angry shout.

"If you come any closer, I'll shoot! I'll blow this insane lunatic's brain to smithereens!!!"

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The clown laboriously turned his neck in his arms and chuckled foolishly.

"Don't listen to him! You're Batman, how can you listen to him?!"

With the gun pressed against his temple, the clown laughed maniacally, blood seeping into the wound once more, making his entire face terrifyingly ugly.

But Batman's self-illumination wasn't on his face; it was on the finger pressed firmly against the trigger.

Jason's finger that decides the Joker's life or death.

"Don't do that, Jason..."

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"Listen, old man, I still stand by my opinion. Some people simply don't deserve to live, like Philip, do you remember him?"

Jason dragged the Joker's body backward with small movements, no longer pointing the gun at the Joker, but at Batman in front of him.

Jason continued, "He didn't fall off the balcony because I suddenly startled him; I threw him off the balcony myself."

"Jason!!!!"

Batman couldn't help but roar in anger.

"You don't want to kill this madman? That's fine. You can continue being your Batman, and I..."

The voice just fell.

Time seemed to slow down in this room at this moment.

The dark muzzle turned, pointing at the clown with a ferocious face, and the finger pressed down slightly on the trigger.

At the same time, a batarang was thrown out of nowhere and embedded itself in the muzzle of the gun in the blink of an eye.

It seems that if Jason fires a shot, the barrel will inevitably explode.

Then Batman will be able to stop Jason from doing what he's about to do.

It seems to be developing in a positive direction.

Batman ran forward and suddenly noticed a slight upturn at the corner of Jason's mouth.

He immediately sensed something was wrong!

"!?"

Click!

Batman's gaze remained fixed on Jason, ignoring the sudden collapse of the floor beneath his feet.

He suddenly fell into a transparent glass dome.

With lightning-fast reflexes, he quickly devised a strategy, but the next second a crow appeared above his head, smacked him on the head, and he fell down again.

"They'll continue to play along with you as you continue to manipulate this joke of life, but I won't."

Goodbye, Batman.

The trigger was pulled down completely by the finger.

A deafening roar!

A burst of red light erupted from the clown's chest, and in an instant, the entire room was engulfed in a sea of ​​fire.

Batman, who was inside the glass enclosure, was unaffected.

He could only press his hands against the surface of the glass dome, trying to see the two figures through the raging flames.

"Jason!!!!!!!!!!"

Everything was within Jason's calculations.

He never intended to give Batman a joking choice between him and the Joker.

From beginning to end.

Jason then decided to drag that damned scumbag Joker down to hell with him, using his own life as a sacrifice.

Having dealt with Batman for so long.

It was just to get him to say why he didn't kill the Joker.

Although the answer I received was very unsatisfactory.

But Jason felt it was worth it.

He no longer needs to care whether he is Batman's favorite Robin, and he no longer needs to worry about whether a new Robin will replace him.

Because he decided to die again.

To die is to die.

It doesn't matter anymore.

It's not like I haven't died before.

At least this time, I can take the clown with me to the grave.

boom!!!!!!

The entire house was completely engulfed by the explosion, and even the cube-shaped glass dome below was thrown out.

Batman was like a hamster in a cage, tumbling through the air.

Then suddenly, I was caught by a huge green figure and landed steadily.

Turning my head, I realized it was a killer crocodile... no, it was a large lizard.

Behind him were Nightwing and Tim, who had already gotten off the car.

His second-generation Robin is very considerate.

Even in her final moments of emotional breakdown, she thoughtfully refrained from revealing her true identity to the Joker.

Although the madman may already know, the second Robin still did not reveal Batman's true identity.

Not only were they considerate on the field, but the second Robin also took care of things off the field.

He thoughtfully arranged for someone close to Batman to be with him immediately after the incident.

It thoughtfully ensures that Batman doesn't have to relive the death of his family like he did before, leaving him all alone.

They thoughtfully ensured that Batman suffered no physical harm, only damage to his cape.

The sky over Gotham City went completely dark at that moment.

It has become as dark as Batman.

Flames were burning fiercely inside the building.

This dispelled the darkness in the vicinity.

Let Batman not be so dark anymore.

If a bat's love is like an ultrasonic wave, never reaching a person's ear to tell them how deeply it loves them.

Robin's love is like this never-ending flame, igniting the darkness and burning eternally.

Looking at the burning house.

Batman's gaze was filled with a desire to tear the flames apart with his own hands.

Go and search for the figure of the lost person.

"Jason!!!"

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