Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

"Jason, are you sure this is the right direction?"

In the dark Batcave, Donna asked with some uncertainty.

"Yes." Jason's face was full of solemnity at this time, and he responded softly, "Teacher Brad is from another world and has a comprehensive grasp of all of us."

"He knew that Wally and Connor were one of the three most difficult people to deal with among us, so when we didn't notice anything unusual, he first took Alfred away, causing us to be so emotional that we lost our minds. Wally and Connor fell into the trap. Being controlled at the first moment and then cutting off the power to the gate of Wayne's old house made us panic for the first time."

"Connor must have been moved to a place similar to Wayne's old house. It may have been equipped with corresponding restrictions to try to delay Connor's actions. Wally is easier to deal with. All he needs to do is control him and stop him. If he has the ability to move, then he, the speedster, will be useless.”

"Are you guys in the Bat family so smart..." Donna scratched her head in a cutesy manner, "Three people? Who is the other one? Dick?"

"..." Jason turned around and glanced at Donna as if caring for a retarded person, "What do you think, magical girl? A Kryptonian with a body of steel, a speedster as fast as lightning, an Amazon female warrior blessed by the gods, you guys It only takes one of the three to defeat me and the others."

"Ah? Are you talking about me? Oh, I'm so sorry..." Donna turned her head shyly, pretending to be coy, and then said seriously, "So, where are you going now?"

"There is a cold storage deep in the Batcave, which is connected to the kitchen in the Batcave. Grandpa Alfred usually uses it to make midnight snacks for us." Jason led Donna forward and explained in a low voice again and again, " It's true that Wally is a speedster, but he doesn't have the skills as strong as The Flash, so he only needs to be frozen or forcibly immobilized to restrict his movements. Teacher Brad's tip to us is to be captured Everyone is in Wayne Manor, so Dick and I are going to split up."

"If nothing else goes wrong, Alfred will be moved to a safe place by Mr. Brad and the others to wait for the training to end if he has no fighting ability. The best way to deal with Connor is to trap him in an open area with a special device. , at least need to use lead-filled metal walls to shield his perception, as for Wally..."

"Perhaps he is blocked by ice and cannot move, and the best place to hold him is the cold storage in the Batcave."

"I have to say, Bruce's boys all have good minds." In the darkness, a cold voice slowly sounded, and a figure walked out of the passage in front of the cold storage, "It seems that Brad's plan is not that clever. , was discovered?"

"Slade..." Jason solemnly pulled out both guns from his waist, "It is indeed Teacher Brad's plan, but there are some flaws in this plan..."

"The Amazons and Atlanteans were evenly divided into two groups. You made a mistake."

"Hey, just call Brad teacher, you really have double standards, little red bird." Slade slowly pulled out his two swords from behind, pointing the tips at Jason, "It seems... you think Are you sure of winning?"

"Are you the tutor that Bruce hired? You look ordinary." Donna looked at Slade's visor curiously and curled her lips in disgust, "Slade...teacher? Is that what you call me?" The mask is ugly enough... You have been surrounded by me and Jason, surrender quickly, I have to go back to get some beauty sleep."

"No..." Slade sneered, "It's you, surrounded by us."

A flash of blue light! ! !

"Donna!" Jason shouted in shock as he watched Donna disappear into thin air, "How could that happen?!"

"Crack, bang."

"You still have time to worry about others... The injury on your body doesn't hurt anymore, right? Mr. Todd." Slade walked forward step by step, moved his body, and made a sound like fried beans: "Forget it... …I’m old, so it’s reasonable to pick a soft persimmon and squeeze it, right?”

"What did you say?!" Jason glared angrily, "Old man, I'm going to break your legs!"

“Bang bang bang bang bang!!!”

The two guns in his hands fired continuously, and the black rubber bullets turned into a dense barrage and shot towards Slade. At this time, Jason also rushed towards Slade. Although the old injury still affected him, His speed at this time was still not slow.

pity.

As we all know, what the Wilson family is best at, besides talking nonsense...

Just use a knife to chop the bullets.

"Boring, boring, boring, boring..."

Slade waved the two samurai swords in his hands wildly, drawing out pieces of sword light. With a crisp sound, all the bullets that were fired were split open.

Deathstroke, Slade Joseph Wilson, is a former American military engineer with a brain development level of 90%. He has ten times the physical fitness of ordinary people, super healing ability and extremely fast neural reaction speed. He is the strongest in the DC universe. One of the biggest mercenaries and top assassins with a bunch of titles such as Master of Strategy and Tactics, Master of Combat, Master of All Weapons, etc.

Slade's real strength is actually stronger than Wade's, because Wade is more promiscuous than him. And if these two cousins ​​really get angry, it's really hard to say whether they will fight, because they have similar abilities, Deathstroke is better at hitting, and Deadpool can't kill him. It's like they were taught by a master, and they can't break the moves at all.

But to deal with a brat who hasn't grown up yet...heh, it's more than enough.

Jason's bullets had no effect on Deathstroke, but they also successfully slowed down Slade's progress. He stuffed the pistol with an empty magazine back into the holster with great care, and Jason pulled out two bullets from behind. The short stick jumped up in the air and struck down with great force, right in front of Slade's face!

But Slade just moved a step to his side, raised his katana and deflected Jason's attack. Then, the two of them made a dazzling exchange of moves. The sword and the stick continued to clash, sending out bursts of Crisp sound!

"It's too slow, and the pace is unsteady." Slade was strolling around as if he was playing with a child and teaching at the same time. While easily fending off Jason's attack, he said in a deep voice, "What's wrong with you?" The injury affects your actions, but in a real battle, the enemy will not show mercy to you and will only target your weaknesses, just like this."

"Snapped!"

The back of the knife hit Jason's waist hard, causing him to roar in pain. The bruises here were caused by Slade when he was in the clock tower. It was obvious that Slade remembered every wound he caused. A wound, at this time, he hit Jason again specifically to the painful location even harder!

Even though Jason roared in pain, Slade did not stop. He ducked sideways to avoid the short stick swung by Jason, split the batarang thrown by Jason at close range with one knife, and kicked it when it flew up. Jason's chest was kicked directly and Jason was sent flying backwards!

"Bruce's requirements for you are too low." Slade stood proudly and slowly put a samurai sword back into the scabbard behind his back. Holding the sword in one hand, he looked down at Jason, who was struggling to get up. "With your skills, , just like bullying the little gangsters, if you are really in danger, you will only become a burden to Bruce."

"Shut up!"

Jason rushed towards Slade angrily. It must be said that the Wilson family was born with a sarcastic face. This sentence very appropriately reminded Jason of the day when he was kidnapped by the Chou Master. At this moment, Jason was already lost. He lost his mind and waved the short stick in his hand crazily, as if venting the anger in his heart.

However, the next second, the katana in Slade's hand swung rapidly, hitting Jason's wrist continuously. The severe pain caused Jason to loosen his hands, and the short stick fell to the ground, and Slade's The old fist had already punched Jason in the face, knocking him to the ground. Slade did not hold back, and flew up with another kick, directly kicking Jason's body back several meters.

"It's not advisable to lose your mind in battle. I thought Bruce should have at least taught you this basic common sense." Slade slowly stepped forward, looked down at Jason who could not get up again, and said indifferently. "It is the most undesirable thing to lose your mind because of being provoked by words. Being impulsive will only make you more passive. Mr. Jason Todd."

"I thought Bruce's child might be able to make me interested in fighting, so I accepted Bruce's money to work here as a nanny." Slade slowly took off the mask on his face, revealing his slightly older face. , and that face was mixed with disappointment and boredom. "It seems I'm overthinking it."

"In my opinion, you are just a group of people protected by your elders in a greenhouse..."

"Rubbish."