Chapter 30 30. Frostmourne, hungry. Uh, I went to the wrong set, Sorry
In the hiding place on Pier No. 7, Catwoman leaned against the wall and flicked her cat's tail whip back and forth.
She looked at Mason, the young man was still tossing his little things in a small area, but this time he was not making potions, but was dealing with some electronic product parts.
He still has Penguin's umbrella by his hand.
But the thing is so badly damaged, it looks like Mason is trying to fix it.
In the corner of the hiding place, the kite man was holding a recording board, recording in detail the expression and body changes of the gangster brother who was tied to the chair in front of him at this time.
The latter has been dosed with six different potions in the past four hours.
This person is still alive, but the left half of his face is covered with terrible rashes, and the right half of his face is a weird purplish red, and the whole person is still twitching and shaking.
The painful look made Catwoman think it was a kind of torture.
"The information has been shared with the bat cubs. They are discussing the action plan in the bat cave. Grayson hopes that we can act together with them. Obviously, the first-generation Robin is very satisfied with your performance."
Selena glanced at the information in her mobile phone and said to Mason:
"So, where's your answer?"
"How to act together?"
Mason, who was trying to install Count Vertigo's intracranial disruptor into the penguin's armed umbrella, raised his head and said to the big sister Catwoman:
"Based on the current information, a group of people is needed at the Black Gate Prison, and a group of people is also needed at the secret place where the Assassin Alliance stores weapons, and some people have to be left behind for logistical and intelligence support.
Counting the first generation of Robin Dick Grayson and the third generation of Robin Tim Drake, you, me and Charles are only five people, even if you add Director Gordon and Barbara in a wheelchair, our number is seriously insufficient .
In this case, there is still a need to divide the troops. I can only say that the bats think this matter is simple. "
"Then what do you mean?"
Catwoman nodded.
She also felt that Grayson's proposal was a bit whimsical.
If Batman is okay here, that cold and omnipotent man can be alone, and everyone else can go to the other side.
But Batman isn't here now.
"What I mean is that you and the Bat Family act as a team to destroy the weapon warehouses of those brave enough to arm the prisoners in advance. There must be many people from the League of Assassins guarding them. It will not work if there are fewer people."
Mason carefully disassembled the ring-shaped mechanical box of the penguin umbrella in front of his eyes. He used the component scanning on the light curtain to analyze the structure of this thing, and said with two purposes:
"Charles and I sneaked into the Black Gate Prison, where we could delay their escape as much as possible. As long as your actions are fast enough, you can come to support us in time.
These two things don't necessarily have to happen at the same time.
As long as we survive until Batman from Heaven returns to Gotham, we've won more than half the battle. Maybe he will bring back a helper? "
The young man moved his fingers and began to disassemble the components of the mechanical box, saying:
"Like that Superman or something."
"This idea is good, but why do I feel that you don't seem to want my sister and me to be in your group?"
Catwoman said suspiciously:
"Do you and your followers have any shady secrets? I thought we were already in the same group."
"You think too much."
Mason said without raising his head:
"It's just because the invisibility cloak is so big that it can hide up to two people, so I can only act in groups of two."
"Then the two of us can be in a team."
Catwoman narrowed her eyes and said:
"What? You 17-year-old would rather act with an old man than let me protect you?"
"Are you serious, Ms. Selena."
Before Mason could speak, the kite man shivered and raised his hand and said:
"Do you really think it's the right choice to let me, a third-line villain, act together with the Bat-family cubs? They were all taught by Batman, and they are ruthless.
I broke three ribs the last time I met Nightwing, and I don't want to try again. "
"Look, this is the best way to group."
Mason quietly added:
"And I think that in the absence of the children's father, you, the 'adoptive mother', should shoulder the responsibility of taking care of the children."
"You have a good point, I can't refute it, but you better stop making bad 'foster mother' jokes, I'm still young!"
Catwoman was choked and speechless, she rolled her eyes and said:
"I'll tell this idea to the Batcave first, and I'll give you an answer later."
After finishing speaking, Ms. Selena stepped out of the hiding place with her long legs that became more and more amazing under the blessing of tights. The kite man saw her leave and wanted to speak, but Mason stretched out his hand to stop her.
The young man stood up and walked to the position where Catwoman was leaning just now, and searched carefully on the wall. After a few seconds, two bat-shaped monitors were taken out from the gap.
He shook his head and put the thing in his pocket, and then he said to the kite man:
"When you come into contact with people from the Bat family, you must keep at least three minds. They have all learned from Batman badly, and they all have hopeless eavesdropping and surveillance addiction."
"Oh, got it."
The kite man rubbed his head, feeling in his heart that it was no wonder that he failed to get ahead in Gotham. Looking at the hearts and minds of these front-line characters, and then looking at himself, he couldn't help but feel sad.
"Boss, do you really want to cooperate with the Bat Family?"
Charles asked in a low voice:
"I don't think this is reliable.
Everyone in this city knows that Batman and his Robin don't kill people, but the other party will not hesitate to attack. The clown used this to bully them back then.
They failed and Batman was there, but we didn't.
We are not one of them. "
"Cooperation is a must. We only have two people, and we need them to attract some attention."
Mason stroked the suitcase in his hand and whispered:
"But we don't have to hold our hands, I mean, we gotta get this done before Batman comes back!
I have had enough of being hunted down every day when I go out, and I plan to take this opportunity to wipe out most of the forces of the Penguin and the League of Assassins in the city.
When they broke the prison and released the prisoners and the Penguin, when they got together."
"But we don't have the kind of weapon that can catch them all!"
The kiteman spread his hands and said:
"Our two force values are not high enough, unless the old K is resurrected, I think that old guy can easily hack all those guys to death with two swords."
"Who says we don't?"
Mason smiled, patted the suitcase, looked at the kite man, and said:
"How did old K die?"
"Given by the monster. Ah, I see!"
Charles nodded instantly.
He also looked at the suitcase in Mason's hand. If he remembered correctly, his boss had brought back three zombie monsters from the ruins of the wizarding world.
But then, the kite man said with some worry:
"Will it spread? This thing is terrible. Once it gets out of control, the whole Gotham will be over."
"Have a little faith in your own world, Charles."
Mason returned to the temporary workbench and continued to assemble Penguin’s armed umbrella. He said casually:
"As long as Batman returns, everything will be over. Have faith in that man. He is deeper, stronger, and more terrifying than you can see."
"It seems that I have to prepare in advance."
The kite man also made up his mind. He sat opposite Mason, took out a half-finished flying backpack from the travel backpack that Mason returned, and said to the young man:
"I changed its design idea a bit, but there are still a few problems that have not been resolved. Boss can help me take a look. There is also this magic coat. I plan to modify it into a flight suit."
"This stuff is much more powerful than any body armor, but I couldn't find a suitable tailor. I showed it to a friend yesterday, and he said that this kind of leather is difficult to cut with ordinary knives, let alone reshaped. gone."
"You make do with it first."
Mason also said in a difficult tone:
"I'm a little short on time now, and I can't spare the energy to do tailoring. After this matter is over, I will study and study, and try to get your flight suit done before the stars come to contact us.
As for the tailoring, you can ask Catwoman to take Su Jie’s eagle and cut off a part to make you fit.
Also, this gun is for you. "
He took out a crit shotgun and two crit double-barreled hand cannons from the suitcase and handed them to Kite Man, and introduced:
"I practiced it before. Although it is a handmade black gun, it must be much better than the stuff on the assembly line. If you need anything else, just let me know."
"I want those explosives, flight engineering bombs! Boss."
Grinning, the kite man took the gun and put it on his back, then gestured to Mason and said:
"That thing is powerful, and I like it after using it last time, especially the swarm bombing is so cool."
"for you."
With a wave of his hand, Mason threw more than 30 newly assembled flight engineering bombs from the suitcase, and gave a control panel to the kiteman.
Satisfied, the latter turned and left the hiding place to find Catwoman to borrow a long sword to cut clothes. Ten seconds later, the distraught Catwoman rushed back with the rolled moleskin coat and screamed at Mason:
"You prodigal bat cub! Do you know how rare this kind of top fur is? Sister, I have never seen such a good quality fur in Gotham for so many years. You actually want to cut it!"
"The clothes are for half-giants."
Mason said without raising his head:
"After cutting it up and giving it to Charles to make a flight suit, the rest is enough to make another coat for you who is petite. I can even do it for you for free without charging manual fees.
Just need some time and the coat pattern provided by you. "
"So, my sister, I still need to share a piece of ragged clothes that I don't know where to come from with a smelly man? With such a rich boyfriend in the palm of my hand, can I be wronged like this?"
Catwoman got even angrier.
She snorted, pulled out Su Jie's eagle and swiped a few times to cut the excellent fur, and said with her hips crossed:
"I don't care about it! It's better to buy another day."
The time came to the evening of the second day, two hours before the operation began.
In the shadow of the pier shrouded in the light of the approaching night, the cool Batmobile came at a very high speed, and then made an emergency stop and turn on the somewhat lonely and deserted Pier 7.
As the black cabin opened, the youngest Grayson in a bat suit jumped out.
He saw Mason in front of him wearing a slim gray windbreaker, a gentleman hat, and a black penguin umbrella in his left hand, and Charles the kiteman behind him who was dressed like a successful person and carried a retro suitcase.
Beside them is Catwoman who is fully prepared for battle. In addition to the usual cat tail whip and combat belt, Catwoman is carrying a sword on her back.
Grayson is all too familiar with that broken sword that can blind people's eyes.
"Can you two do it?"
Nightwing walked up to the three of them and asked Mason in Batman's tone.
Mason, who spent the whole night cultivating alchemy and engineering proficiency, pulled the brim of his hat, and poured the blue primary vitality potion into his mouth.
He put the slender crystal bottle back into his pocket, stretched his body and said:
"Using the invisibility cloak to delay time is still possible, but your side better hurry up. Will Director Gordon also join the operation?"
"I can't help it, I can't persuade you."
The young master sighed and said:
"He said it was his duty as a Gotham police officer, so he has already rushed to Blackgate Prison with SWAT.
We can’t transfer the Penguin ahead of time. If the car is hijacked halfway, the loss will not be worth the loss. This city is almost full of the League of Assassin’s eyeliner.
Here's to you. "
Yeyi took out two pairs of custom-made earphones and said to Mason and the kiteman:
"Barbara will serve as our intelligence support and communicate the situation on the battlefield at any time. If you can't stand it, call the Bat Fighter for support."
"Or a non-lethal weapon?"
Mason says:
"Is there no 'no-kill rule' in this situation?"
"Yeah, it's all over now, don't worry about it! Facing a group of lunatics who kill without batting an eye, you need a stronger deterrent."
The kite man also advised.
"These codes bind us and make us, hinder us and protect us, Mason."
The young master said seriously:
“He set a line for us by example, we can’t cross it. Once the identities of ‘protector’ and ‘slayer’ are confused, it is the beginning of the will of the will.
No one can resist the temptation to use violence to solve problems once and for all, so the best way to combat it is to distance yourself from it in the first place. "
"Tsk tsk, the bat cub is imitating the old bat and starting a long speech. There is nothing new about blah blah blah blah blah blah."
Catwoman is impatient with this.
She walked towards the Batmobile swaying her waist and waving her hands, jumped into the driver's seat deftly, and blew a passionate kiss to Mason, saying:
"Be careful, little guy, I will save you when my sister is done."
After finishing speaking, this wild and unruly beautiful cat stepped on the accelerator and drove the violent Batmobile out of the dock like a roaring giant with a more exquisite control level than Bat.
Nightwing shook his head, fired the hook gun and flew into the sky, chasing after the Batmobile.
Mason watched them leave and snapped his fingers lightly.
The kiteman behind him opened the suitcase and pressed the button of the Untraceable Extending Charm, and the blue flying motorcycle appeared in front of the two of them with a whoosh.
The young man inserts the key and turns on the engine and throws out the rocket-shaped body.
The kiteman jumped in holding the suitcase as if he was holding a nuclear bomb box. Mason twisted the handlebar to let the blue retro classic move forward smoothly and then flew to the clouds three seconds later.
The kite man in the car body "changed clothes" and said with a grin:
"Speaking of which, boss, maybe we should give ourselves a better name. For example, maybe our gang should be called 'Kite Gang' or something."
"Gang of two?"
Mason sneered:
"If you say it, you will be laughed out of the mouth by your colleagues in Gotham. Besides, I have left the gang, and don't we have a name? Team K
Sounds pretty good actually, right?
Charles, you probably didn’t feed McGonagall, Fang Ya and Mao Mao today, did you? "
Mason, who was wearing a pair of flying glasses, asked.
The kite man with the jetpack on his back shrugged, patted the box maliciously, and said with a grin:
"Of course not, Boss, as you ordered, Mason Cooper's death beasts are hungry now, they are...very hungry."
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On the other side, in the speeding Batmobile, Ye Yi, who finally fell into the co-pilot, hadn't heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the main driver, Catwoman, suddenly say:
"I've changed my mind! You bat cubs trained by him can handle that! I won't go. I'm more worried about my little brother Mason than you unlovable guys."
After speaking, she pressed a hidden button on the Batmobile's steering wheel.
With a clicking sound, the front cover of the tank-like Batmobile popped open, and the main driver's seat and Catwoman were ejected together. When the sophisticated module flipped in the air and landed, it had formed a black and slender Batmobile.
Catwoman lay on the motorcycle and made an almost impossible 180° turn on the spot. Under Ye Yi's helpless gaze, she drove towards the Black Gate Prison.
As for the Batmobile that lost its front and rear wheels.
rest assured!
This war machine, which cost tens of billions of dollars to build, also refilled the spare tire at the moment of releasing the Batbike, and a spare operating panel popped up on the original co-pilot.
"Jason still wanted to steal the tires from this car."
Young Master Yeyi grabbed the operating panel and continued to accelerate, curled his lips, and said softly:
"At that time, he didn't know that there were eight spare tires in this car. Hey, Jason, it would be great if we had you by our side in this situation."
(end of this chapter)