Chapter 87 Chapter 87 [VIP]
But on the second night, Robin only met Megan once to confirm her personal safety. The two big guys did not treat her badly, and then he left with his little cape. He was a little busy tonight. Not only was Batman investigating a suspicious incident, but he also received a robbery case, so the two separated.
Because Batman was busy with other things, Robin was in charge of the minor incidents in Gotham City, running back and forth all the time. He said in the communication channel: "Everything is fine!" He knocked out a few knife-wielding and sneaky-looking thugs in the new city, tied them to a fire hydrant, and transmitted the coordinates to the Batcave. The omnipotent Batcomputer would notify the GCPD to pick them up.
Then, before he received a new mission, he squatted beside the stone statue of a gargoyle on the antique building in the new city, staring down. Although this area was adjacent to Crime Alley, they were obviously two completely different worlds.
He lived in Crime Alley, an experience that could be considered miserable. He lived from day to day without a stable diet and was starving. It even made him take risks by stealing tires from the Batmobile and hitting Batman with a wrench because he was rebellious at the time. Perhaps this is why he always listened to Batman's words of no-no and no-allowance later on.
——After all, most children don’t have as strong a mental quality as him. When he was caught stealing, he faced his fear and turned into Batman. Not only did he not repent, he also gave the other person a wrench.
He recalled these things as if it were yesterday, his legs hanging in the air and dangling. Anyway, his mood was not bad at the moment, but he suddenly saw a figure flash past behind a street corner and immediately became alert.
Robin tapped the communicator, issuing a danger alert, "I've spotted someone who looks like Deathstroke!"
He had already stood up and couldn't help but follow to find out what was going on. Batman's deep and serious voice came from the headset: "Stay alert, Robin! Don't act on your own, I..."
Before he could finish, Robin leaped out, the whistling sound of the wind carried over as the background sound. Batman wanted to say something else, but Robin could no longer listen. He turned off the communication and went after the suspicious person with all his might.
Robin's movements were light and agile, he used the grappling hook gun very well, and because of his young age and light weight, the sound of his landing was minimized. He was confident that even if it was Deathstroke himself, he would not be discovered if he chased after it, so he followed closely.
Deathstroke seemed to be communicating with someone. His attention was not entirely focused on being on guard, but he was running and jumping quickly over Gotham.
He was wrapped in an orange and black armor, and even the helmet he wore was split in half orange and black, with only his left eye exposed. As for his right eye, it was completely blinded after being injured in his early years, but this defect did not shake his position as the world's strongest mercenary. Even the naked eye could see how strong he was. The weapons he carried were almost hanging all over his body, and they were the most direct threat.
It took him too long to become an adult and famous. He has rich combat experience. He has been on the battlefield and fought his way out of bullets and guns. He underwent genetic modification experiments to become a super soldier. Later, he devoted himself to the mercenary career and fought against the Justice League. After the establishment of the Young Justice League, he also attacked it several times.
So at this moment, would Deathstroke not know that someone is following him?
He even noticed Robin before he saw himself, so he deliberately revealed some traces to lure him to follow.
Young people who have just started out are ignorant of the immensity of the world, just like the previous Robin, and occasionally make big mistakes of underestimating the enemy and overestimating themselves. They are all too naive and immature. Deathstroke watched coldly as Robin gradually got closer to him and continued to indulge his arrogance.
Robin, who followed, thought at first that he had accidentally tracked Deathstroke, but as time passed and the distance gradually shortened, he figured out some things, that is, how could a top mercenary who has been famous for a long time and can fight against members of the Justice League alone really not be able to detect his tracking?
He had already realized the problem, but unfortunately, Deathstroke also guessed that he realized it, so when Robin was about to turn the corner of a building, a long stick was swung down without warning.
The long stick fell down rapidly, and the sound of breaking through the wind was terrifying, but in fact it was just a test. They both knew it well, and Robin's reaction was extremely quick. He used his grappling gun to take himself out of the range of the long stick. Now he was in the air, and the death knell fell to the ground.
Deathstroke looked up at the new Boy Wonder. In the dim light, his only blue eyes were exposed, and his emotions were unrecognizable. But he smiled, and his deep and majestic laughter came through the helmet. "Did the previous Robin retire? Is that why you, the newcomer, took over, or... is it that Batman just likes little boys?"
"Have I discovered some secret?" Deathstroke tilted his neck and asked curiously.
But in fact, he knew the whereabouts of the previous Robin. He knew where the other party was and what he was doing. He knew it all very well. He also had a basic understanding of this Robin, but he had a condescending attitude towards these young children. Of course, he had the qualifications to look down on and tease them, and he really wanted to provoke the other party and let him see the ability of this Robin.
His tone was nonchalant, and he showed no obvious awe towards Batman, while Robin just stared at him, no doubt angry at his malicious remarks, but he had been trained by Batman to control his emotions and to think calmly in battle, otherwise he would be defeated.
There was a stalemate between them. When Deathstroke switched the long staff between his left and right hands, Robin's expression changed slightly. He put away his grappling gun and chose to drop from the sky, trying to use gravity to hit him hard, but his falling leg was blocked by Deathstroke's raised arm. He even just sank his arm slightly, and other than that, it had almost no effect.
Deathstroke flipped him off with a wave of his hand, and watching Robin flip his body in the air and land on the ground, he calmly assessed: "Your current performance is not as good as your predecessor."
As soon as Robin landed, Deathstroke came forward with a long stick in his hand, and his attack was extremely swift and brutal. If Robin could not dodge in time, the stick would have smashed his head open or broken his bones, making him wail.
Deathstroke walked towards him step by step, and the pressure he created made Robin unable to pay attention to what he said.
The huge difference in their body sizes also led to a huge gap in strength. Moreover, Robin knew that Deathstroke was a super soldier who had undergone genetic experiments. His strength, speed, and reaction ability were beyond ordinary people, and he also had the ability to heal himself. When confronted head-on, Robin was no match for him at all and could only retreat step by step.
"Your training time is still too short, kid. You haven't learned the essence of the bat yet. If he were here, he wouldn't fight me in this way. And your age is a big problem."
"You need to adjust your fighting style based on your physical fitness. This means that some martial arts moves are actually useless to you, and may even hinder you. Your output hasn't reached its limit yet, and you still have your wrist!"
Deathstroke struck Robin on the shoulder with a club, sending him reeling and pausing slightly. But at this perfect opportunity to subdue the enemy, he remained motionless. "Are you performing acrobatics on me? The gaps in your movements are so large I couldn't ignore them. I originally thought you were deliberately luring the enemy, but you didn't even realize it?"
"I hope you can be serious, otherwise I will break your arms and legs and leave you here. Wait for your bat dad to take you back and cry in front of him."
He said this coldly and seriously, and Robin landed a few meters in front of him. He couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his shoulder. Then he realized that Deathstroke might have restrained his strength. The seemingly ferocious movement did not break his bones. It was just ridiculously painful, and made him unable to use the arm on this side.
Robin kept dodging during the process. By the time he was hit by the stick, he was already covered in sweat. His original strength was not enough to fight against Deathstroke, and now it was even less. He knew that he should use his brain, but he still said, "Old man, I'd better let you go back crying!"
Deathstroke didn't care about this verbal provocation and even smiled, "It seems you are ready."
He and Robin had known each other from information, but this was the first time they had fought in actual combat. They should know each other better, after all, they would be enemies many times in the future.
Deathstroke approached again, but Robin turned around and ran without any hesitation. The man who caught up with him said, "Smart decision." But the young man's pace could not match his speed. When they were almost side by side, Robin raised his hand and several small props flew out. Deathstroke slightly turned his head to avoid them, but at this moment, several miniature shells exploded!
Deathstroke raised his hand to cover his left eye, and his whole body was sent flying by the impact, but he landed steadily. When he put down his hand, he was ready to charge again. As for where was Robin?
His super hearing had already identified the other party's location. He flew high into the sky but did not escape quickly. Someone was looking down at him from the building next to him!
He didn't have his grappling gun, so he had no way of climbing up the building? That was absolutely impossible. Deathstroke took a few steps back, took a running start, and leaped. His amazing jumping ability allowed him to grab the second-floor window directly. Rock climbing was the easiest activity for people like them. He still had to climb higher to reach Robin's position.
They continued to chase each other, but their positions were almost completely reversed. Even with the help of the grappling hook gun, Robin was gradually caught up by Deathstroke.
The terrain of Gotham is not flat, and the buildings are uneven in height. When Deathstroke chased Robin to a certain place, he suddenly lost track of him. He stood on the rooftop and looked around before choosing a direction according to the traces. When he was flying in the air, Robin suddenly appeared and rushed towards him.
Deathstroke defended himself in the air, trying to push Robin off who had fallen on him, but he was smarter this time, and wrapped his arms around Robin's neck, throwing the long stick away before he could do anything, and also threw away some other equipment. When Deathstroke turned around and pushed Robin off, he had almost fallen to the ground, and only managed to steady himself in a slightly embarrassed manner.
And Robin was still on a high place, which proved that he was a smart kid. He knew not to fight him in close combat, but to keep a distance to have a chance of attacking him.
"That's a little clever," he said.
But Robin didn't care about his comments. He was beaming with joy, obviously thinking that he knew how to deal with him and had the upper hand. "Watch this!"
Another small object was thrown out of his hand. Deathstroke raised his hand to touch the knife behind him, but it also fell. He pulled out his gun at a speed that was almost impossible for ordinary people to recognize, and shot the object away with one shot, but he missed.
——That was a smoke bomb.
In the sudden smoke, Deathstroke listened carefully and heard the sound of many things being thrown at him, perhaps small things like darts. He identified the location by the sound and knocked a few of them away, but a dart thrown by Robin obviously missed and hit something metal.
It wasn't that Robin couldn't see where he was and threw it empty. Deathstroke guessed Robin's plan almost instantly, but after an extremely subtle "ding" sound, the fire hydrant exploded and water splashed, not only on Deathstroke, but also wet the ground under his feet.
Deathstroke reacted extremely quickly, but the high-voltage current released by the electric bomb thrown by Robin spread faster than him and reached him before he ran out of the water flow range.
Robin knew that Deathstroke had been hit, but the smoke below had not yet dissipated. He would never underestimate his enemy, so he changed his position vigilantly and continued to stare down.
Sure enough, a steady sound of footsteps could be heard in the smoke, and Deathstroke walked out with his neck twisted. He even picked up his knife, and walked out holding it in one hand. He looked at Robin and said, "You're a smart kid. Are you really not going to come to me and become my assistant? Maybe I can spare your life this way."
Seeing that he seemed to be unharmed, Robin gritted his teeth and said, "Don't even think about it."
Deathstroke shrugged casually, "Okay, that's your answer, then what about the kid over there?" He looked to the other side of the street, where there was a child and a big guy he was familiar with.
Robin looked over in horror and found Megan sitting on Solomon Grundy's shoulders!
The author has something to say:
Besides Batman, Deathstroke also likes to kidnap children!
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