American comics: I became a god at the beginning, I chose to practice both science and magic

Batman retracted his fists, his voice flat and steady: "Why, is this your full strength?"

Claw finally realized that the "big bat" in front of him was not an opponent he could deal with alone, and he had to call for more help!

So he ran into the tower without hesitation, but Batman suddenly threw out the batarang, which drew an arc, faster than a claw, and directly pierced the console, then turned into a pile of rice particles and melted into the chassis.

His eyepiece UI told him that the system inside the suit had completely taken over the system here.

Batman's suit's intelligence is a program he wrote himself, and only he can decipher it.

So when Claw wanted to operate the console, he found that the system had no response. He knew that the person behind him must have locked the system.

He turned around and asked gloomily, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

He could see that the other party didn't seem to want to kill him. There was no killing intent in his fists, and there were no lethal weapons in his battle suit. This puzzled him.

"I'm here to correct you, Dick Grayson."

Claw raised his head sharply. Only a few people in Gotham knew this name.

Batman continued, "You have been doing it wrong all along. You thought Nite Owl represented justice in this city, but that is not the case.

He's just another gangster, another power, another darkness hanging over Gotham, and you're his accomplice."

Claw growled, "Why do you say that? You know nothing!"

As he spoke, the claws continued to rush forward with strength that came from nowhere, and the strength seemed to be even stronger than before.

Batman knew how he did it, and he gave himself a shot of adrenaline, getting a short burst of energy.

But this was far from a threat to Batman's suit, so he continued to fight with the claw while talking to him.

"Dick, listen to me."

Hearing this name, Claw was in a trance for a moment.

"Dick, have you never wondered how your parents died?"

The claws stopped moving for five seconds.

Chapter 319 Justice is not legal

"What do you know?" Claw's face was gloomy.

Even though Batman couldn't see it, he could imagine it.

Seeing that Lizhua had calmed down, he also put away his stance and tucked his hands into his bat-like cloak.

"I can't believe you've never considered investigating your parents' deaths."

Claw was silent for a moment, and after a few seconds he said, "The cause of their death was very simple, it was just an accident..."

"Your parents were murdered, Dick."

"Don't call me Dick!" Claw roared.

However, Batman ignored his roar and continued, "Did you find the murderer?"

Claw's face darkened when he heard that. Even though he didn't want to answer, he felt that the person opposite him might know something, so he was unwilling to give up the conversation.

So he said, "I've checked many times, even using the power of the Court of Owls, but even so, I still can't find that damn guy."

Claw felt not only annoyed, but also very strange.

He has found out that his parents are two big thieves, so it can be said that he has made a lot of enemies.

But even so, there was no reason for him to do it himself, and he couldn't find any clues, as if there was always a layer of fog shrouding his eyes.

"Have you never felt strange? Even if you can't find the truth, what about the person who adopted you?"

An idea flashed in Claw's mind, but he refused to accept it.

"What do you want to say?"

"Even before he adopted you, Night Owl was maintaining order on this land. As long as he wanted, he could monitor the entire city. Every move on this land could not be hidden from him.

So the question is, why didn't he find the murderer of your parents? Was it because he didn't want to? Or was it because..."

Batman stated Claw's guess: "Because he was the one who killed your parents!"

"You're lying!" Claw roared again, but this time he didn't rush forward.

This is because after careful consideration, he came to the same conclusion as Batman, but the meaning of Night Owl to Dick was different after all. Even if he came to such an inference, as long as he did not see the evidence, it was just an inference.

But Batman quickly broke his fantasy: "I just came out of Wayne Manor, you know what that means?"

Wayne Manor!

Of course Claw knew this, and he cursed in his heart. No wonder he had never received any information about this mysterious man before. It turned out that he was hiding in Wayne Manor, the lair of the Night Owl.

This is bad, it proves that this person also knows the true identity of Night Owl.

Until now, Claw still didn't know that Batman had been in Gotham for less than 24 hours and was from another world.

He had thought Batman had been lurking in Gotham for a long time.

Claw usually leads the Court of Owls to patrol throughout Gotham City, so he hasn't been back to Wayne Manor for a long time.

And ever since Claws became capable of standing on his own, Night Owl had already moved his main workplace to the old Wayne Tower.

Wayne Manor has become the place where Nite Owl hides his identity. Like Batman, Nite Owl also lives the identity of Thomas Wayne Jr. as a mask.

Night Owl is the real him.

But what Batman wanted to say was not what Claw thought at all. He said to Claw, "Dick, if you want evidence, you can find it in Wayne Manor."

The sharp claws were like being struck by lightning.

At the same time, Red Hood was walking among the crowd, hiding his identity.

He wore a red hood, carried a backpack, had a black mask on his face, and had black camouflage painted over his eyes.

He walked against the crowd on the sidewalks of Gotham. The atmosphere around him was weird and oppressive, even more so than the Gotham where he was born.

The airships in the night sky are like pairs of huge eyes. Under those eyes, kind-hearted people dare not move at all, but another kind of people can act recklessly in such an environment.

"Hey guy!"

Jason turned around and saw several burly men with their faces painted like skulls. They pushed away the crowd around them, and those who were pushed away by them also dodged in fear.

The leader couldn't even recognize his true appearance anymore. He grinned and said, "You look unfamiliar!"

"I just recently entered this city. What's your problem?" Jason looked at the group of people in front of him coldly.

"I see, you're new here..."

The group of people suddenly laughed: "No wonder, but kid, when you come to this city, you must abide by the laws of this city, don't you think?"

Jason narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?"

The man said arrogantly, "In Gotham, we, the Skull Gang, are the law here. So, kid, you have to pay taxes to live in this city!"

"I don't have anything to give you. Go find some other cowards." Jason said and wanted to turn around and leave.

But the man reached out and grabbed Jason's backpack: "I'm afraid this is not up to you, kid. We in the Skeleton Gang like tough guys like you. Let me see what's in your backpack..."

The man tried to open Jason's bag, but how could Jason let him do that?

He snatched the backpack back, then kicked the other person, sending him flying and falling on his back to the ground.

"Then you've got the wrong person."

"Kill him!" screamed the man who fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the other members rushed forward and tried to surround Jason.

However, he just slowly reached into the backpack, and when he took it out, his hands were already covered with brass knuckles.

"Then let's warm up."

After saying that, Jason attacked left and right. Some of the Skeleton Gang members were holding knives, some were holding sticks, some were holding electric shock weapons and even pistols, but no one's attack hit him.

Jason, on the other hand, used their large numbers as cover, preventing those with guns from firing and those with knives from using their fists and feet. He himself attacked with all his might, knocking down every guy who approached him.

He had no idea how many people's teeth had been broken with his brass knuckles, and blood and saliva were splattering on the battlefield. As Jason said, this was just a warm-up for him.

By the time he finished beating, there were people lying on the ground wailing all around him, all of them were members of the Skeleton Gang.

People who saw the situation from a distance were shocked, and many of them quickly took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Feeling a little conspicuous, Jason packed up his things and planned to leave.

But before he took a few steps, several flying knives suddenly flew towards him. Fortunately, Jason reacted quickly enough and avoided them in time.

He looked up and saw several guys dressed like birds standing on the blob beasts above his head. Their eyepieces looked like owl eyes.

"Ha! You're done! You've been targeted by the claws!"

A Skeleton Gang member who was still awake on the ground suddenly laughed loudly and mocked Jason wildly.

However, Jason just raised his foot and kicked him unconscious again. Maybe he kicked him a little harder, and he might have suffered a concussion.

Only then did he look up at the guys called Claws by the Skeleton Gang, his tone somewhat provocative.

"Do you want to fight me, or do you want to stand there until dawn?"

The people around no longer dared to watch the excitement and hurriedly left the street. In just a dozen seconds, the originally bustling street was instantly deserted.

Only Jason and the Skeleton Gang were left, and of course the Claws.

Jason frowned. Just from the scene just now, he could tell how much astonishing power these guys had here.

After the pedestrians cleared the area automatically, the Claws jumped down and stood in front of Jason.

"Stranger, you must come with us!"

"Why?" Jason put his brass knuckles back into his backpack.

“The Court of Owls controls everything here, stranger.” One of the Talons raised its head, its owl-like eyes fixed on Jason. “But we haven’t seen you through any of the entrances. You must return with us and explain how you entered the city.”

So that's how it is, but when did they notice themselves?

Or was he discovered by them when he appeared to Vixen and Dr. Guang before?

But none of this matters now. Jason won't surrender, and they obviously don't seem like they will let him go easily.

Then Jason said to these claws: "If you want to catch me, you'll probably have to do it yourself."

The claws "followed the advice" and immediately rushed towards Jason, and Jason immediately put on the backpack. The next moment, the backpack turned into a ball of nanoparticles covering Jason, and in less than two seconds it turned into the Red Hood suit.

A breathing light lit up on Jason's red mask, staring at the claws approaching him like eyes.

"Come on, let me see what you can do!"

First came the standard alloy claws of the Claws, and the first one grabbed directly at the Red Hood's face...

Jason dodged sideways to avoid the claw, then took the opportunity to grab his wrist and threw him away with his back.

After falling out, the man found his balance instantly, adjusted his position in mid-air, and finally landed on all fours. Although the posture was not good-looking, it was very stable.

Their basic skills are very good.

As soon as Jason had this thought, he was faced with a fierce attack from others.

The battle suits they wore seemed to be made of some special alloy. Even though there was a large amount of alloy on it, it did not affect their movements and still made them very agile.

But Jason also discovered that these people did not seem to be superhumans. Their strength was something that ordinary people could develop after special training, which could be seen from the texture of their muscles every time they exerted force.

If Jason was wearing the same uniform as them, maybe these "claws" could really cause some trouble for Red Hood, but unfortunately, the technological content of Red Hood's suit is not on the same level as theirs.

So even though the claws' attacks were powerful and their coordination with each other was perfect, they even hit him a few times.

But this battle suit was like an iron wall that blocked all damage, and all the cold weapons used by Claw and the others could not cause any damage to Jason.

So the Claws abandoned their cold weapons without hesitation and started using guns. And like Claw Dick, each of them customized a modified gun according to their own preferences and characteristics.

Jason was now facing various guns of different calibers.

But he is not a good boy. Since the opponent has already used guns, he doesn't need to restrain himself anymore. Comparing firepower?

Come on then!

So two modified guns began to appear in Jason's hands. Although they were pistols, with Jason's pursuit, these two guns are now not much different from sniper rifles.

The Claws and Jason started shooting face to face. Both sides were experienced shooters, and at such a close distance there was no need for any aiming. With their marksmanship, they could hit the target with their eyes closed.

But in this way, the advantages and disadvantages of equipment are reflected extremely cruelly.