Chapter 284: The First Encounter of the Youth School (Part 2)
"I have long heard that you were born under Lucky Mother. Who knows if you abducted this little girl?"
"I kidnapped her??" Catwoman raised her voice: "Do you know how much I paid for her? Do you know that I am almost exhausted these days? Stop talking nonsense and give her back to me!"
Jason didn't want to conflict with the legendary female snitch at all, but for some reason, he just refused to retreat. The red truck on the opposite side took out a pistol and aimed it at Catwoman. Jason looked back at his actions and said: "
Hey, man! Don't use your gun, you can't hit the black cat!"
"Impossible, my marksmanship is very accurate."
With that said, Red Truck pulled the trigger, and there was a "pop" sound. Catwoman's figure disappeared in an instant. Then a black whip wrapped around Red Truck's wrist, and with a strong tug, he was pulled down to the ground.
, the pistol also fell out.
Jason next to him reacted quickly, swooping down to catch the flying pistol, and then continued to point at Catwoman who jumped to the second floor and said:
"Although I'm not a good person, the Capuchin Gang also supports a dozen children. I know how bad their lives are, but you actually want to sell children from rich families to the slums. You are simply..."
Catwoman sighed, realizing that she couldn't reason with these children at all.
She still had a very strange feeling in her heart. Although she and Jason were currently on opposite sides, she felt a little awkwardly happy when she saw someone protecting Aisha like this.
Catwoman was in a good mood, so she didn't do anything harsh. She knocked down a few people with a few swings of the whip and then tied them up. When Elsa saw Catwoman, not only was she not afraid, she even stretched out her hands for her to hug. Jason stared.
With big eyes, the little slipper pushed up his glasses and said, "According to my observation, that seems to be really her child."
Jason looked around excitedly, then turned sideways, lowered his voice, and said to the little slicker: "What a big gossip! The black cat probably fell in love with a rich man in a wealthy area in the south, and gave him life.
Had a baby!"
Catwoman ignored the whispers of the children and left with Aisha. After she left, several people broke free from the ropes. Red Truck moved his wrists and shoulders and said: "This woman is too powerful. Her
How on earth does a whip work? Why can’t I even see the shadow clearly?”
"Of course, she is famous in the East District. This has to do with the theft of the jewelry store on Yin Elizabeth Street. That was the debut of a female snitch named Black Cat..."
The sun was gradually setting behind the horizon. Several people were chatting while walking through the alley. The light of the setting sun cast long shadows on their sides. The shadows at high and low levels walked across the dividing line between the shadow of the wall and the sunset light, as if several people were standing on the edge of the alley.
On the wall.
They walked out of the alley and came to the street, then walked through the street and turned around, arriving on another street next door. At this time, a solitary and thin boy was walking forward carrying a bunch of things, rockets stretched out.
Take action and shout: Hey! Cobot! You're finally here!"
Cobot, who was carrying a bunch of daily necessities, was stunned on the spot, watching a few people rushing towards him. The tallest red truck patted him on the shoulder and said: "Long time no see, have you finished your homework?"
?Can you help me write mine too?"
Cobot pursed his lips, showing that he really didn't want to talk to them, but it was obvious that he had missed the best opportunity to pretend not to know them, so he could only carry his things and move forward.
But at this time, Tire and Rocket came up to take the thing in his hand, and while taking it back, he said: "I'll help you carry it! I'll help you carry it! It's so heavy, you shouldn't be able to lift it, right? As long as you help us write
Just homework..."
"What on earth are you doing?"
The little slick guy who got along best with Cobot said: "Jason and I...that's this guy, he's the kid king of Curly Tail Street. The two of us got a cool tire together, but we didn't
Can't sell it."
"We want to take it apart, but we don't have the tools, so we plan to get some tools, but this requires a careful plan, so we want to ask for your help."
"I'm very busy recently, I don't have time, wait..." Cobot turned to look at Jason. He looked at the little boy with the eyes under his eyebrows. His sinister eyes made Jason feel a little nervous.
Liang, Cobot asked: "You said you are the kid king of Curly Tail Street? The leader of the Curly Tail Gang?
Jason nodded, straightened the collar of his windbreaker, coughed, and said in a serious tone: "Yes, although it is just a small gang, sooner or later, it will be as brilliant as the four major gangs on Elizabeth Street.
of!"
Cobot did not continue to say anything, but allowed these people to take the things in his hands, and then followed them to the base.
The next day, several people who had slept in the base all night were awakened by a dull sound. Jason got up from the bed and looked up at the ceiling in confusion. Several other people also walked out sleepily.
Little Slippery asked: "Where is Cobot? Has he left already?"
"His mother needs escort and left early in the morning. Didn't you hear the door bolt move?"
"Okay, then who made this sound?" The little slicker also frowned and looked up. Jason yawned, stretched and said, "It's probably the big garbage pile behind the wall. Someone threw it away."
I always don't pay attention when I'm disposing of garbage. If I collapse the garbage mountain, it will cause some noise."
"Come on, let's go up and have a look. Although we're not so depressed that we need to pick up trash for a living, those kids who come to pick up trash will come over later, and they will make a lot of noise. We must be
Can't sleep anymore."
As he said that, he climbed up the ladder, pushed open the cellar door, and walked up. Several other people followed him, but what appeared in front of them was not only scattered garbage, but also a large man about the same size as them.
boy, and a very familiar little girl.
"Oh..." The boy covered his waist and stood up in pain, but the little girl screamed and clapped her hands very excitedly.
Several other people took a defensive posture, but the boy who fell from the garbage mountain also took a defensive posture when he saw someone coming. The two parties looked at each other, and finally focused on the little girl next to him.
"Isn't this the little girl who was taken away by the black cat yesterday? Why did she come here again?"
"Who are you? How did you fall from the garbage pile?"
"...My name is Dick." The boy opposite took a deep breath, then looked at the person opposite and said, "Dick Grayson, who are you?"
"Of course we are the indigenous people here. Do you know this little girl? What is your relationship with her? What is going on?"
"Of course I know her, I am her...brother."
Dick rubbed his waist. He seemed to have been hit by a hard object when he fell from the garbage pile.
Seeing that the people opposite didn't seem to be hostile, he turned around and picked up Aisha, then walked over and said, "I'm here to find something. My sister must have lost a necklace here yesterday. Did you see it?"
Jason's expression suddenly became a little unnatural. Just as he was about to answer, Dick said: "That necklace looks like it's made of gems, but it actually has some sort of tracking chip inside it? It's just high-tech anyway.
It is said that it would be better to find the thing..."
As soon as he heard that there might be something tracking in the necklace, Jason hurriedly took the necklace out of his pocket and threw it over. He didn't pay attention at all when he threw it. The direction was quite wrong, but Dick rolled over.
He caught the necklace with a beautiful gesture, then put it into his pocket and said, "Thank you."
"Wow! That's cool! Are you an acrobat?"
"Yes, you can actually tell. Haven't you heard of the Grayson family? We are the best trapeze family."
Rocket scratched his head and said, "I think I've heard of it. Are you from that circus in the western suburbs?"
"It used to be, but not anymore."
Jason looked at Dick and said: "If this little girl is the child of the black cat, you are definitely not. The black cat is not more than 20 years old, how can you be her son? But you said you are her son
Brother, what’s going on?”
But the little slipper pushed up his glasses and said, "Have you eaten? We haven't eaten yet. Let's go find a place to have something to eat and talk again."
Dick held Elsa in his arms. He originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, there was nothing to do when he returned to Wayne Manor, other than performing acrobatics for Elsa or eating the exquisite English afternoon tea prepared by Alfred.
For Dick, who grew up in the circus, English afternoon tea was worse than barbecue and fried bread and butter.
So, he carried Aisha and walked forward with a few people. While walking, he told a few others about the two of them. Jason asked curiously: "You mean, you are actually adopted, no wonder, then
Is that black cat your stepmother?"
"She doesn't seem to have a very good temper. She won't abuse you, right?"
"Of course not. She and I get along quite well. She has also practiced acrobatics, but our paths are different. She prefers dance and gymnastics..."
Dick didn't say who Aisha's father was, and the others tacitly agreed not to ask. Perhaps this is also the pride of their children in the East District. They only talk about East District matters in the East District, and it has nothing to do with the wealthy elders in the South District.
.
A few people found a stall selling breakfast and sat down. There were baked clams, vegetable soup and butter cheese. They ordered the dishes and sat down around a small table. Jason looked at Elsa's exposed face, which looked a little ferocious.
With a smile on her face, she asked hesitantly: "Well...actually I have wanted to ask for a long time, what happened to her teeth?"
"Oh, it seems to be a birth-deformed tooth or something. I'm too young and haven't had time to correct it yet."
"Okay, what about her eyes?"
"What did they tell me it's called...heterochromia iridis? It's after her mother."
"Uh...she must be over 3 years old, why can't she speak yet?"
"It seems to be some kind of autism in children. I need to see a psychiatrist in two days..."
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