25 · Chapter 25

Messiah released his hand from his mouth, as if to make it more obvious, and looked at the scenery in the alley nonchalantly, pretending that he didn't hear what Jason said.

But Messiah's poor acting skills could not conceal his wandering eyes. Messiah looked guilty from head to toe, and you could tell at a glance that there was something wrong with him.

After the two bodies fell, the woman in the windbreaker let out a short scream, then covered her mouth tightly when she saw the look Messiah was giving her.

In stark contrast to the fearful reaction of the woman in the trench coat, Jason was touched by his brother's performance. Although he was not fooled by Messiah's "acting skills", he still covered his chest and looked away.

...It's just because now is not the right time to say this!

Jason thought stubbornly that he would ask Messiah for clarification when he got home.

——No one knows how Jason was attracted by a scarf. Maybe this is the so-called younger brother filter.

After Messiah's interruption, Jason's attention was successfully distracted, and the worry that Messiah had killed someone again also dissipated a little, but the heavy pressure still weighed on his chest.

After Messiah woke up, he killed seven people in half a day. They were all damn scum.

Jason felt that these scum deserved to die, but he felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Messiah killing them.

He couldn't describe the complicated feeling... He just felt that this was not something the Messiah should do.

Jason subconsciously tightened his grip on the gun he had stuffed back into his sweatshirt pocket, as if the gun could give him strength.

Jason was inexplicably panicked by his brother who became a stranger after waking up and a series of thrilling events that happened in a short period of time.

Messiah didn't know what Jason was thinking. Seeing Jason suddenly silent, he thought that calling him "brother" had hurt Jason, so he felt even more guilty.

He hesitantly stepped forward, stretched out his claws to tug at Jason's sleeve, and whispered, "I didn't use my ability."

I fulfilled my promise, so don't be unhappy.

Jason paused for a moment, looking down at his well-behaved brother. He couldn't help but look up and ruffle his brother's hair...the scarf ball.

Meeting Messiah's gaze, which was filled with requests for praise (in Jason's eyes), Jason hesitantly squeezed out a few words of praise: "Well done. You did what you promised me, and you saved them. I'm proud of you."

Although Messiah's original intention was not to praise, his ears turned red again when he heard Jason's praise.

This young body was so strange. Messiah suppressed the urge to cover his ears. In the next world, he would definitely choose his own body age.

The woman in the windbreaker looked at the two brothers who were in a warm atmosphere over there, and her heart, which had been frightened by the death, gradually calmed down. She finally mustered up the courage to step forward and talk to them.

She hugged the child tightly, carefully avoiding the bodies on the ground, and walked up to Jason and Messiah to thank them.

"Thank you." The woman in the windbreaker forced a smile. "If it weren't for you, I don't know what would have happened."

"Is there anything you want? Money, or..."

The moment she met Messiah's eyes, the woman in the windbreaker stopped talking. She subconsciously hugged the child tightly and held the child tightly in her arms.

Messiah tilted his head and swept his clear eyes across the face of the woman in the windbreaker. He was already accustomed to the fear revealed in her eyes.

In the last world, he had seen this kind of look many times from the civilians ruled by the regime.

But Messiah was used to it, but Jason wasn't.

Jason's eyes turned cold and he instantly showed aggressiveness. He raised his arms to block Messiah tightly, looking like a little wolf with bared teeth. His body language was full of resistance to the woman in the windbreaker.

"We don't need it," Jason retorted. "Go back to your own place. Crime Alley doesn't welcome people like you."

Jason blocked out the fearful gaze the woman in the windbreaker cast at Messiah. He subconsciously took Messiah's hand and drew great strength and courage from it.

The woman in the windbreaker panicked, then realized belatedly that she had reacted like this to her savior, feeling guilty and regretful.

But after meeting the Messiah's only pair of bright golden eyes, the woman in the windbreaker subconsciously shrank back, as if she had seen something terrifying deep in her soul.

"I'm sorry, I won't tell anyone about what happened today. Thank you so much for saving us."

The woman in the windbreaker uttered a bunch of incoherent words, stuffed all the money and pearl jewelry into Jason's arms, and then fled with the child in her arms.

Jason looked silently at the money and jewelry in his arms. He didn't want these things.

"Messiah..." Jason told Messiah his thoughts in confusion, "Am I too willful?"

Jason smiled self-deprecatingly. He had done many things like stealing wallets, so why didn't he want to keep the money? Self-esteem was the most unnecessary thing in Crime Alley.

Messiah, who had never touched money before, tilted his head in confusion, not understanding Jason's question.

But out of comfort, he squeezed Jason's hand and shook his head seriously: "No."

Jason silently placed everything the woman in the windbreaker stuffed into his hand on the ground.

"I'm sorry, Messiah." Jason held Messiah's hand tightly. "Brother will never be willful again. I will work hard to make money."

Jason had one more thing he didn't say - he wanted to save money to send Messiah to school.

Before his parents died, Jason went to school for a while, but later he dropped out because he ran out of money. He loved books and knowledge, and he wanted his younger brother to have them.

Messiah tilted his head and repeated, "Money?"

So my brother needs money?

Messiah squatted down, picked up a banknote from the ground, carefully observed the appearance of the banknote, and then nodded seriously.

"I see."

Jason looked at Messiah in confusion, not understanding what he knew.

Messiah looked left and right, and after confirming that there was no one else in the alley except the two corpses on the ground, he stretched out his right hand with a stern face.

Golden light covered the banknote, and under Jason's stunned gaze, Messiah's men shoved out a pile of banknotes, which formed a small hill.

"Pooh, pooh, pooh."

Jason flapped his arms and climbed out of the mountain of banknotes, holding Messiah in his right hand with difficulty. Messiah's scarf was also placed on his head with two banknotes.

Messiah lowered his head dejectedly, and the banknotes above his head swayed and floated to the ground. He accidentally exerted too much force...

Changing things is much harder than destroying the world. Messiah thought aggrievedly, why doesn't his brother want to rule the world? He is familiar with this.

He would rather his brother rule the world like the Supreme Leader than change things anymore.

Jason was completely unaware of the Messiah's dangerous thoughts around him. He stared with his mouth open in amazement at the mountain of banknotes piled up in the alley.

"So much money..." Jason said in a daze, "Fuck, I've never seen so much money in my life."

The swear words came out of his mouth subconsciously. When he came to his senses, Jason immediately said "Pooh, Pooh" a few times and reminded himself not to swear in front of Messiah again.

It was normal for Crime Alley kids to be foul-mouthed, but my brother was different.

Jason couldn't help but grab a handful of banknotes and look through them, his eyes brightening: "With this money, we can all go to school."

"go to school?"

The truly illiterate Messiah was very confused. He had seen many blog posts related to "going to school" on the social platforms of the previous world, but most of them were students cursing about going to school. He thought going to school was a very painful punishment, but he didn't expect Jason to like it so much.

The Messiah did not understand, but chose to respect.

So he nodded repeatedly and said, "Yeah, let's go to school."

Jason's eyes were dreamy. "We can even move out of Crime Alley and buy a big house with a super tall bookshelf filled with lots and lots of books..."

Messiah continued to nod like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yeah, buy a house."

Jason chuckled twice, but his laughter stopped when he saw the number on the bill.

The mountain of banknotes all had the same numbers on them. Messiah had copied the banknote he used as a reference exactly, even the stains from mud and water were reproduced one-to-one.

And just like that, the Todd family's dream of becoming rich was shattered before it even began.

Messiah, covered in dust, turned the banknotes into nothing and also turned the corpse into ashes. He couldn't understand why Jason said the money was useless.

They clearly look like money, don’t they?

Messiah was puzzled, but looking at Jason who was in a trance after the great joy and sorrow, he chose to keep silent.

"Let's go, Messiah." Jason held Messiah's hand and said, "From now on, I will earn money honestly and never take shortcuts again."

——Lifting the tire is certainly not a shortcut, it is just his honest way of “going to work”.

Messiah looked at the sad Jason and began to think again.

Creating money out of thin air wouldn't work. What if he transferred all the money from the bank—should it be called a bank? While listening to the whole world, Messiah had heard people say they wanted to withdraw money from the bank—to him?

Jason, unaware that his brother was about to turn into a bank robber, muttered, "I hope those phones and wallets haven't been picked up yet. Otherwise, I'm going to lose a lot..."

Hearing Jason's words, Messiah instantly stood up. He reached to the right and his hand directly traveled through space to the ball of cloth that Jason had tied up.

The freckled boy happily hugged the ball of cloth and said, "I made a fortune! I don't know which idiot actually threw this stuff around. Now it all belongs to me, hehehe."

Before he could be happy for long, he saw a hand appear out of thin air in front of him, grab the ball of cloth and then disappear.

“Oh my god!”

The freckled boy fell on his butt, stunned and said, "Ghost!!"

Fortunately, Messiah remembered that Jason didn't allow him to use his abilities in front of others, so he directly erased the freckled boy's memory, and at the same time erased the memory of the mother and daughter.

Messiah cutely pulled out the ball of cloth and stuffed it into Jason's hand: "Here you go, Jason."

Jason looked at the ball of cloth that he had found, and all his worries were instantly thrown behind him. He happily spun around with Messiah in his arms and decided to continue with their original plan.

After many twists and turns, Jason and Messiah finally succeeded in selling the stolen goods to Old John.

"Wow, these are all good stuff." Old John rubbed his hands together and smiled, revealing his dentures. "One price, one hundred dollars."

"Who are you kidding?" Jason wanted to curse, but because of the presence of Messiah, he coughed and became much more civilized. "If you do this again, I'll change to another one."

A gleam of light flashed in Old John's eyes, and his hand had already reached for the gun under the counter. Jason's hand, which had been hidden in his sweatshirt pocket, also became restless.

Messiah withdrew his gaze from Old John holding the gun. He blinked slowly, and the invisible waves spread again, manipulating Old John to change his mind.

Old John's smile faltered, then he immediately became polite: "Hello, you're selling stolen goods, right?"

"Five cell phones, eight wallets, a total of $10,000." Old John blinked and said seriously, "Is this price acceptable to you?"

Messiah wondered if he should offer a million dollars, but he saw that Old John only had ten thousand dollars in cash.

Jason shuddered with disgust. Why was a stinky old man trying to be cute?

My brother is naturally adorable when he acts cute, but you, a stinky old man, act cute when you act cute, which makes you look like an old fool.

"Deal," Jason said readily. "Payment and goods."

Old John politely handed Jason a box of neatly stacked banknotes, and did not forget to wrap the suitcase with the clothes Jason brought, and diligently rolled the replica cloth ball on the ground.

"Here you go." Old John handed over the dusty cloth obediently. "It's safer this way."

Jason subconsciously clenched Messiah's hand and controlled his desire to look at Messiah. Old John's behavior was so obvious that even a fool could realize the truth.

——It is clear that the Messiah is controlling Old John.

"Let's go." Jason was silent for a moment, but finally chose to hold back. This was not the place to talk. "Buy food, and then go home."

Messiah had no idea he had been exposed and nodded obediently: "Okay."

On the other side, Batman finally followed the remaining clues along the way and found the alley where Messiah and Jason had stayed.

Looking at the money and pearl necklace scattered on the ground in the alley, Batman subconsciously clenched his fists.

Is he late?

【Author’s words】

Batman said nothing, just kept on walking.

There’s a funny thing about the new cover, because Messiah is all light-colored, he wouldn’t stand out on the cover, so they kept deepening the color of the picture.

Then Jason Bird transformed from a cute red ball into a super evil big red bird [dog head] Click on the cover picture to get the evil big red bird

I put the cover picture of the first week on wb + the expression pack of Messiah Jason Batman Injustice in the character column + the current cover Jason Bird change (wb guide column, where the ID is placed), interested little angels can go and have a look hahahaha

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