The talkative raven in the world of American comics

Chapter 157 Whose Words Should We Listen To?

Facing off against the Justice League.

At first glance, it sounds quite sophisticated.

I mean, Batman vs. the Justice League would already be a huge hit with Batman fans.

When the Bat-Family faced the Justice League with preparations in mind, both fan groups were overjoyed.

Moreover, the Justice League gang active in Gotham tonight, to be honest, doesn't have many people, only five in total.

They are Superman, Wonder Woman, The Flash, Green Lantern, and Aquaman Arthur.

On the bat family side, excluding the bat mite, an outsider helper, there are exactly five people.

It seemed like a fair match.

but...

You know.

Unexpected events are common.

The crisis concerning the Justice League was easier than anyone had imagined.

The great Green Lantern fell from the sky above Gotham City when his ring ran out of power, becoming the first drop of blood for the Bat-family.

And Aquaman followed closely behind.

As for how he fell down...

Please watch the video: "Ugh."

The blond man, his hands braced against the Gotham Harbor shore, vomited a large mouthful of water, then cursed angrily, his face ashen, "What kind of godforsaken city is this? How can the water taste so awful?!"

The Extreme Sea King had a white rope tied around his head, and his attire wasn't a dazzling gold corncob suit; instead, he looked like a fisherman gathering seafood.

"No, no, this isn't water at all! I need to... I need to rest for a while, this water is poisonous!"

The Ultimate Sea King gave up on getting up, lying on the ground like a coward, turning his body over, and staring blankly at the night sky!

The Extreme Sea King suddenly reached out and grabbed a dart, then slightly stood up and looked at the object in his hand.

"Who dares to attack the second-in-command of the Steel Group, the True Dragon of the Water, behind our backs?"

Whoosh!

"How dare you interrupt me!!!"

Whoosh!

Another batarang came flying!

With both hands full, the Extreme Sea King didn't hesitate. He bit down on the bat dart with his steel teeth and mumbled, "I'm not as weak as you think..."

The batarang he had bitten suddenly exploded into a cloud of smoke, which was completely inhaled into the mouth of the Yakuza Sea King. In less than a few seconds, he passed out.

boom.

The Extreme Sea King lay down on the ground and fell fast asleep.

"Snoring~~~"

A few seconds later, three bat-like figures appeared around him.

"Is that all?"

"What else do you want?"

"I thought...you know, it was like manipulating a huge wave of water to wash us away."

"What? Can't wait to unleash your butt cushioning, huh?"

"Don't mention that!"

Batman ignored Nightwing and Batgirl's banter, crouched down slightly, and checked on his teammate Aquaman's current condition.

Water allergy...

It seems to be just a simple memory lapse and a change in attire.

It is not a Justice League from other universes.

After all, Aquaman had told him long ago that Gotham's water wasn't real water; even Coca-Cola was more watery than Gotham's water.

But why are there only five people?

There are other members in the alliance...

"Bat mite".

"I am here!"

With a bang, the bat mite appeared next to Batman's head. Seeing the unconscious Aquaman, his eyes immediately turned into two hearts.

"As expected of Batman, he took care of Aquaman just like that!"

"Restore Aquaman to his original state."

"receive!"

The bat mite decisively transformed the aquaman back to the state he had originally summoned.

I have no idea what's going on in that dead crow's head. How did it come up with this kind of Justice League?!

"Robins, how's it going over there?"

The sound traveled through layers of encrypted lines, across miles, and finally found its way into the earpiece channels of two figures on a rooftop.

"We found The Flash. He's currently at a restaurant taking care of his hunger," Tim replied softly, pressing two fingers into his earpiece.

Jason is next to me...

'

Tim glanced at the silent Jason and replied into the communicator, "He's just... not saying anything. Yeah, we'll keep an eye on it."

After ending the call, Tim let out a sigh of relief, sensing the somewhat awkward atmosphere.

He understood what Batman meant.

Why pair him with Jason?

It's simply to have him tell Jason why he became Batman's Robin.

Why don't you go and explain it to him yourself?!

Tim grumbled silently, then said to Jason, "Actually, the reason I became Robin is because of you."

"uh-huh."

Jason casually agreed, then took out a pistol, flicked it lightly, and the butt of the gun instantly extended, adding a stock.

Then he took out another pistol and aimed the butt of this pistol at the muzzle of the previous gun.

The two guns were immediately joined together to form a brand new automatic rifle.

What I'm trying to say is... I didn't actually try to become his Robin on purpose.

'

"We'll talk about this later."

Jason clearly saw the Yakuza Flash feasting inside the restaurant through the scope.

The Flash, dressed in a straw hat, moved with such speed that afterimages appeared as he frantically stuffed food into his mouth, his cheeks bulging like a hamster.

"Do you think you can hit him?" Tim asked curiously, noticing the gun Jason was holding.

"It's less likely I'll just mail the bullets to him," Jason replied.

Tim shrugged, pulled out a controller, and prepared to press the button after the gunshot.

"Press the trigger immediately after the shot is fired, without any hesitation," Jason reminded him.

"it is good."

boom!

A burst of fire erupted from the muzzle, the bullet piercing the air and creating ripples in the surrounding atmosphere.

The restaurant's glass windows, like a calm body of water, suddenly shattered, creating ripples.

Then, with a whoosh...

The bullet was held between two red fingers.

The Flash held up his finger to block the bullet, then tilted his head and saw two figures on the rooftop opposite the restaurant.

The figure who fired the shot even waved triumphantly at him.

"Who gave you the audacity to attack—Ouch!"

The ultimate Flash transformed into a streak of light, rushing out of the restaurant, when suddenly he slipped on the ground as if he had stepped on something. He frantically waved his arms, trying to steady himself.

But his starting speed was just too fast.

On the slippery ground, the Flash's body crashed uncontrollably into the wall below.

They were temporarily trapped by a pre-arranged trap.

Dealing with a speedster is a very difficult task; it might be even more difficult than dealing with a Kryptonian.

Fortunately, Jason and Tim only need to limit the Flash for a short while and wear him down for a bit.

Even if that time is only a short ten seconds or so.

"You have successfully angered Weituotian's Needle Hai, the fastest man in history, Master Yibali!!!!"

The Flash pulled his head out of the wall, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a tiny bat-man appear in front of him.

"It's you!"

The Flash exclaimed in surprise, "Where is the great Lord Raven?!"

"It's crows again! Crows! They've completely stolen all my thunder!!!"

With a flick of his cape, Bat Mite transformed the Extreme Flash back into his original form, causing him to faint on the spot.

Then it yelled at Jason and Tim above, "You two sort this out! I'm going back to Batman!"

After saying that, he disappeared with a bang.

Jason and Tim didn't waste any words, jumped off the rooftop, and came to the unconscious Flash.

Tim checked on the Flash's condition again, then brought up the topic they hadn't finished discussing earlier.

He said, "Actually, he cares about you a lot."

"Yeah?"

In fact, Jason didn't know how Tim became Robin.

Although his inner conflict was completely resolved after a journey through the multiverse, it doesn't mean he doesn't care about it anymore.

"After you died, he became extremely violent, and he didn't know his own strength when he attacked... You should understand what I mean by 'not knowing his own strength'... especially when it came to him."

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Tim reached out to pat the other's shoulder, but after being glanced at by the fluorescent blue pupils on Jason's helmet, he instinctively withdrew his hand.

He said, "I never thought about taking your place, but I know you definitely thought so of me."

"But what I want to say is that this has nothing to do with who replaces whom."

"This is about ensuring that in the darkness, the one who should be seeing the light doesn't get completely lost."

"He needs Robin, just like Gotham needs Batman. And I... I need to make sure he doesn't break down and go insane because of this."

At this point, Tim took off his blindfold, his clear, unadulterated eyes staring at Jason's fluorescent blue pupils through the mask.

"Now that you're back, perhaps you're more suited to be his Robin than I am."

Tim chose to hand the blindfold to Jason.

To his surprise, Jason pushed him back and patted him on the shoulder.

"No, you're more suited to be his Robin than I am," Jason said.

"But you..."

With a click.

Jason deliberately removed his mask to show his determination.

He said, "I do care about being replaced, but I care more about the reasons why this guy sticks to his principles."

"Later I figured it out, and now I realize you figured it out even earlier than I did."

"So you want me to go back to being his Robin? I'm afraid that sooner or later we'll start fighting again."

Upon hearing this, Tim couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's not as exaggerated as you make it out to be, is it?"

Jason disassembled the assembled automatic rifle, which turned back into two pistols. He twirled each pistol in his hands and then precisely tucked them into his waistband.

"Believe me, a fight really will break out."

"All right."

Tim shrugged, put the blindfold back on, and then held out his hand.

"So we're brothers now?" Tim asked.

"Are you an orphan too?" Jason asked back.

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Tim didn't know if Jason was naturally so sharp-tongued, or if the crow had made him so. The question made him want to slap Jason.

“Not really,” Tim said. “My parents separated from me because of Cobblepot, so I shouldn’t be considered an orphan… Wait—why am I explaining this to you?!”

Jason grasped Tim's hand and smiled, "If you were an orphan, we'd have plenty to talk about."

"If the price of becoming brothers is becoming an orphan, then forget it..."

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Their conversation was suddenly interrupted by another voice.

"Have you finished talking about orphans? Can you explain to me what's going on here???"

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the Flash who had awakened.

The Flash's gaze lingered on Jason for a moment, then, without waiting for a response, he continued, "Jason? So you're not dead. I was wondering why Bruce... wait, I remember you weren't... oh well, that's not important right now. Where am I? Gotham? Why am I here? And why were you guys talking about orphans? Did I miss something?"

Jason and Tim then realized that a Flash who keeps his mouth shut might be a good Flash.

just kidding.

They simply felt that the other was speaking too fast.

The two brothers had a clear division of labor: one helped the Flash up, while the other quickly explained the current situation to him.

After answering the Flash's questions, the two of them hugged the Flash's arms at the same time.

The Flash was stunned: "What are you two doing now?"

"Hitch a ride."

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The Flash was somewhat exasperated and was just about to say something when a loud shouting and commotion suddenly erupted from the street.

"Fellow Daoist, wait a moment!!!"

"Slow down my ass! Stop right there!!!"

Oz the Clown spread his wings and ran on the ground, stopping when he passed Jason and his two companions.

"Hey, Ertong!"

"Oz?!"

As Jason was wondering what was going on, Oz the Joker jumped up and slapped the Flash on the head with his wing.

Then, the Flash, who had just returned to his original form, reverted to his original gangster appearance.

In the blink of an eye, Oz the Clown strode away and disappeared from sight.

"I am the fastest man in the world, the needle-hai-yi of Weituotian."

Before the Flash could finish speaking, another grayish-feathered raven appeared and slapped him on the head.

The gangster elements have disappeared again, and Yakuza Flash has returned to being Flash.

The Flash rubbed his head, watched a crow fly away, and then glanced at Jason and Tim in front of him.

"Jason? So you're not dead. I was wondering why Bruce was like this... Wait, I remember you weren't... Oh well, that's not important right now. Where am I? Gotham? Why am I here? And why were you guys talking about orphans? Did I miss something?"

"???"

No sooner had he finished speaking than that damned green crow came running back!

"Hahahaha, Lord Crow is here!"

When Jason saw the green crow turn back, his vision went black.

Just as he was trying to say something.

He noticed that Oz the Clown, who was running, was suddenly lifted up by a hand.

The owner of the hand was a man in a black suit, who appeared out of nowhere without any warning.

Lucifer grabbed Oz the clown by the scruff of his neck with one hand and slapped his buttocks with the other.

"Run? Still running!"

"Help, Ertong! It's Morgan Freeman's bastard! Help Lord Raven!!!" Oz the Clown screamed.

"Don't save me! I'm your crow!"

Oz, whom he knew well, appeared and gave orders.

Jason:

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Which crow should I listen to?