Chapter 52 Chapter 52 Bludhaven Idea King

Of course there is nothing wrong with Li Hua's brain, and he is very clear-headed.

Either don't do it at all, or do it to the best of your ability.

Isn't fighting a card game about finding a martial arts master to learn from? It just so happens that the Wayne family has plenty of strength and means.

Li Hua had already planned his class schedule and decided to first find the people closest to him. He'd be beaten by Jason for the first few days, then once he'd learned enough about card fighting, he'd challenge Nightwing, and finally Batman.

What a step-by-step learning plan! What a courage and perseverance to take the punches of the entire Bat-family with your face!

Benjamin gave a thumbs-up in awe. "Li Hua, my brother, you are truly a tough guy in magic."

Jason expressed his respect succinctly: "The magic boy has transformed into a magic hunk."

Because Li Hua turned on the external speakers, he could hear the sound clearly. Nightwing:?!

Oh no! I heard that these three kids helped deal with the fear gas panic in Gotham tonight. Could it be that they inhaled the gas and became insane without realizing it?

Fortunately, Li Hua did not have the habit of disappearing and hanging up the phone immediately like the Bat Family, so he had the opportunity to tell Nightwing about his card learning before Nightwing rushed over and called Batman to ask if the three children encountered the fear gas leak in Gotham.

Nightwing, a steady, mature member of society, didn't share Jason Benjamin's admiration for Li Hua's study plan after hearing his course schedule. While he did admire Li Hua's audacity in wanting Batman to beat him to death, he still raised a question: "In the animation, the card fight is the real person fighting and learning, and since he's not human, he heals quickly. But you're human, can your body withstand such a high-intensity fight?"

"I really don't know." This question stumped Li Hua, but it didn't last long. He quickly found a solution. "Jason and the rest of you won't really beat me to death anyway, so I'll just hold on as long as I can. It's so hard to find a combat master with extensive combat experience who can spar with me and won't kill me. I can't miss this opportunity if I pass by. I must seize it."

Nightwing: "It's great that you're determined. How about this, if you need me to come visit you on the weekend, just send me the address of your safe house the night before."

If Li Hua could still... hold on at that time, Ye Yi would go.

The current situation was actually better than Nightwing had imagined. Although Li Hua and Benjamin had special abilities, unlike Jason, who had been a bit of a troublemaker since childhood, they both looked very honest and were obviously the type of good kids.

This made Nightwing very pleased and relieved.

Great, it's a good kid! We're saved!

"Okay, thank you. See you this weekend. Bye." Li Hua hung up the phone, took a deep breath as if he had made up his mind, and said to Jason, "Let's go to the rooftop."

…

Although Li Hua told Jason to beat him to death, Jason was not a sadist. He really did not have the perverted hobby of bullying a rookie with almost no fighting experience, so when he started to attack, he still chose a gentler way to knock him down.

Facts have proved that the [Dou] card is indeed worthy of its name. Jason soon found that the same move could not knock Li Hua down for the third time. Even he himself was almost knocked down by Li Hua with the same move.

Jason stabilized his lower body and used another move to knock Li Hua down. After stabilizing himself, he refused to pause the sparring: "Wait a moment, No. 666, will this card counterattack?"

No. 666: "...What else? Didn't you all know this before?"

Do you think a card called [fight] will just stand there and take a beating without fighting back?

Jason: "What I mean is - if we train this card, it's not just Li Hua who gets beaten, but also the people who participate in the training?"

No. 666: “Yes.”

"...Then Li Hua, take off your clothes before you come spar with me." Jason said under Li Hua's horrified gaze, "Why are you looking at me? With that outfit, you can kill me with one punch! Unless you go fight Benjamin, the top superman, who can withstand that blow from you?"

Li Hua started to take off his skirt without saying a word. To make it easier to move, he wore a vest and Patrick Star-patterned beach shorts underneath his colorful skirt. "But I can't withstand your attacks without that."

"What are you afraid of? I'm not going to beat you to death." This didn't faze Jason at all. He said, "Just practice a little bit first. Once you've got some basic skills, put on the suit and go fight someone. This way, you'll get some training and defeat the enemy at the same time. It's a win-win for both of us!"

Benjamin, watching from the side, was eager to try his hand at it. "Jason, can you teach me some moves later? I want to learn some cool fighting techniques too!"

Although Benjamin does not usually perform heroic activities in human form, he also needs combat awareness and combat skills when transforming and fighting. In order to improve this, he even learned some karate from his cousin Gwen.

"Of course." Jason flexed his wrist and looked around the open-air terrace. "Let's renovate this roof and make it a little more open-air."

This way, you can come to training regardless of wind or rain, and you won’t be reported by any nosy neighbors.

Li Hua: "The landlord won't agree."

"That's easy. Once Bruce restores my legal status, we can just buy the house." Jason flexed his wrist. "Alright, come over here and continue."

Li Hua said cautiously, "Can you not throw me this time? I'm afraid I'll break a bone, and a fracture takes three months to heal."

Jason put his foot on Li Hua's knee, clamped Li Hua's arm and twisted it backwards to make him lose balance. He then kneed Li Hua in the back and pinned him to the ground. "Don't worry, I have plenty of experience breaking bones. I won't cause any problems for you. Look, I didn't even use any force. You don't even have a scratch."

Benjamin watched for a moment and then commented, "I don't think this can be practiced."

Since there were no protective gear or training mats, Jason and Li Hua were restrained in order not to hurt each other, and they used the lightest strength possible. It would be impossible for them to practice this.

Benjamin commented pertinently, "My cousin and I fought worse than this when we were ten years old."

Li Hua got up from the ground: "Protective gear will slow down training progress, and not having it will lead to non-combat casualties. Not having protective gear with buffs will lead to non-combat casualties... Hey, I have a plan!"

"Jason, do you know any Taijutsu masters in the local world? Ideally, they're the kind of bad guys who aren't easy to kill, and wouldn't feel bad if they were killed. And they're also relatively easy to find. Of course, the most important thing is that they have a strong life force."

Jason fell into deep thought.

It’s not because this requirement is too difficult to find, on the contrary, it’s because there are so many people who meet Li Hua’s standards!

Not to mention other places, most of the residents in Arkham Asylum who are still human in race and body meet this standard. However, due to the previous large-scale jailbreaks, they basically have fractures and other injuries that affect their combat effectiveness. This flawed data cannot be used, and Jason does not want Li Hua to be targeted by those lunatics now.

The benefits are not proportional to the risks, so the Arkham residents who have not escaped are excluded for the time being.

Another difficulty is Li Hua's BUFF. In order for the [Fighting] card to learn as many fighting skills as possible, the opponent's vitality must be extremely tenacious - beyond the tenacity of ordinary humans.

After much thought, a figure popped up in Jason's mind: "Maybe... have you heard of [Deathstroke]?"

Deathstroke, whose real name is Slade Joseph Wilson, is a tactical genius. In addition to possessing extremely strong physical combat capabilities, he also has healing abilities stronger than normal people due to the healing factors in his blood.

The main reason that made Jason think of this person was the identity of Deathstroke.

"Deathstroke is a mercenary, perhaps the most powerful mercenary on earth. This means that as long as there is enough money, we can call him out." Jason took out the bank card Bruce gave him from his pocket and waved it in front of Benjamin and Li Hua, "And as it happens, we are damn rich now."

…

Deathstroke recently took on a special job.

There's nothing special about this, it's just normal for a mercenary.

Death Bell has been in this business for so long and has seen all kinds of weird and unscrupulous commissions. Theoretically, this incident should not be singled out.

But the content of this commission is really a bit strange.

The commission stated that Deathstroke was required to complete the mission with hand-to-hand combat without using guns or swords, and indicated that there would be no execution risks in this mission because it was the target's own request.

If he and Deathstroke can't kill him, they should beat him to death.

They even proactively wrote down the meeting address and a convenient meeting time, and even noted that if Deathstroke was about to arrive, just call in advance and they would go to pick him up, as if they were not waiting for a bloody mercenary who was out to kill people, but a delivery guy.

Even Deathstroke, who has experienced many battles and seen all kinds of strange commission requests, said that this kind of request was the first time he had seen it.

Look at the address again - Bludhaven.

Deathstroke, who had just recently gone to Bludhaven to do a commission and fought Nightwing: ...

Last time they asked me to catch a man-bat for some kind of exhibition, and this time they asked me to beat him to death to satisfy some people's perverted desires.

You guys in Blüdhaven... aren't you a little outrageous?

Deathstroke wanted to tell him not to get involved in this weird play, but out of professionalism and a desire for money, he still set off.

It’s not for any other reason, the other party just gave too much!

After taking the deposit that the other party readily gave, Deathstroke thought: A rich man with a quirk who can afford so much money must also value his life. When he takes action, he must be careful not to kill the person immediately. This regretful pervert might be willing to pay more money to cancel the mission.

Even if the man wants to cancel the mission in the middle, it’s okay. Deathstroke has seen this kind of situation before. Anyway, the money agreed upon before has to be paid, and he is even happy to do less work.

Of course, Deathstroke had thought that this was a trap set by one of his old enemies, so he made preparations in advance. Not only was he fully armed, he also set out to scout the area in advance.

But when Deathstroke arrived at the scene, he found that the agreed address was just an ordinary empty warehouse with only a few plastic stools and a folding table. There were no snipers or suspicious people around, no bombs, and not even cameras.

After making sure there was no problem at the scene, Deathstroke made a phone call. The phone rang for a few seconds before being connected. A young man's voice rang out: "Hello, just leave the express at the door - put down the slippers! You can't eat slippers!"

The background noise was very chaotic, and I didn't know what the person on the other side was doing. The background noise was all strange, like the sound of wind and squeaking, as if something was waving. If you didn't know, you would think you had entered a pet shop.

Death Bell looked at the phone and made sure he had dialed the right number: "This is Death Bell. I'm already at the scene. Ask your parents to answer the phone."

"Death Knell? Oh! It's you." The boy opposite did not look for the parents, but continued, "Sorry, we were too busy here and didn't notice... You've arrived already, right? We'll be there soon... Don't bite the phone, you little bastards—"

“Click.”

The confusing call was ended just like that.

Holding the death knell of the hung-up phone: "..."

He had a premonition that the shock this commission would bring him would be more than just this.

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Author's words: Li Hua: Hey! I have a plan!

Jason: Hey! I have a plan too!

【Catch a bug once】