Chapter 3 Picked up a gang leader

Ashe took a deep breath, then raised her hand and patted her cheek.

The shining luxurious plaque was less than ten meters away from her.

She took a step forward.

Then he was stopped by the bodyguards who rushed out from the Bingshan restaurant with live ammunition.

Ashe:?

No way... She remembered that Foley was just a little boss.

The bodyguards and thugs didn't even look at her, but said something impatiently.

Ashe knew that now might not be a good time for an interview, but she also wanted to find out why this group of people came together.

She decided to find a hiding place.

Then start listening to the corner.

The lobby manager was talking anxiously with the person on the other side of the phone, while the bodyguards and thugs were whispering.

"The boss was attacked by the red hood at the venue! And hit the heart!"

"Didn't the Red Hood not kill people? Why this time..."

"What do we low-level people know? The past is now to suppress the situation. If the black mask takes advantage of it, we will have no good fruit in the future."

Penguin is dead?

Hearing the news by accident left Ashe stunned.

If there is no problem with her memory, it seems that Penguin just announced to be the mayor yesterday, right?

Even if the mayor of Gotham rarely lived long, it was too short.

The lobby manager raised his hand and fired a few shots into the sky.

Under the roar of gunfire, the scene quickly became silent.

The middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes who was still dressed just now spat on the ground, his eyes full of hostility.

"There is a group of bastards/species coming to grab our territory, now go to the scene as a team!"

After Penguin's death, his huge legacy is bound to attract prying eyes.

It's just that they didn't expect that they would do it so fast.

Ashe hid in a hidden spot and watched them quickly group up and get in the car to leave. She didn't know what to say for a moment, so she looked up at the shiny golden plaque.

She just wanted to find Penguin as a shelter, but she didn't expect him to cool down faster than her.

It really is Gotham.

In order to carve up an inheritance that is basically equal to a quarter of Gotham's total value, Gotham will be full of blood and blood in the next month or even a year.

Ashe clenched his fists.

If you want to live in this city in the future, you can't do without a gang background.

But the question is, which gang can she join now?

The Black Mask will definitely not work, and the Penguin will also be passed here...

These are the only two super-villains that Zhengerba operates, and the remaining super-villains don't listen to people at all.

This group of lunatics who are often imprisoned in Arkham Asylum has no normal people at all.

Chaoying is easy to talk about, but unfortunately they are too busy to take care of themselves, how can they take care of everyone's needs?

This is Gotham, Sin City where gang fights happen almost every second.

Instead of the dumb metropolis next door, there's an equally dumb Kryptonian who can save everyone in real time.

Ashe reached out and patted her cheek again.

Determination was written in brown eyes.

Since the Upper East Side run by Black Mask and the Diamond District run by Penguin can't stay...

Then live somewhere else!

Doing what comes to mind is one of Ashe's strengths, and she immediately decided to go home and take all her belongings to the South Side of Gotham.

The South District is the municipal district located in the old city of Gotham, and it is also the area closest to the Gotham Police Station.

When Ashe's parents were still alive, the family lived in the old city.

In that dilapidated and prosperous old city, Ashe grew up until she was 15 years old.

The reason why she left the old city and ran to the gang-studded Upper East Side alone...

It is because her parents died at the hands of the super villain "Two-Face" who occupied the old city.

Ashe, who has lost her parents and is still a minor, is like a shiny fat.

In order to avoid the fate of being sold or forced into an orphanage, Ashe fled to the Upper East Side.

Fortunately, she is now an adult, and her ability to deal with things has improved by more than a little bit compared to her 15-year-old self who was forced to leave the greenhouse.

Even if you go back to the old city, you won't be so passive anymore.

Suddenly encountered such a series of unlucky things.

In this regard, Ashe can only sigh with emotion that the world is impermanent.

After all, even she didn't expect that under the cover of her own efforts, that guy Feli would still have sex with her.

Creatures like men will be in love with trees.

This statement is not deceptive.

Ashe stuffed her belongings into the backpack fiercely, and cursed a few words angrily.

Her belongings were so small that they were all stuffed together and couldn't even fit into a suitcase.

Ashe put the backpack on her back, dragged on the suitcase, and looked back at her rented house for the last time.

Fortunately, the next month's rent has not been renewed, otherwise it would be 100% impossible to get it back.

She thought bitterly.

"Goodbye, refrigerator. Goodbye, TV. Goodbye, flowerpot."

Ashe waved her hand and bid farewell to her companions who had been with her for five years.

Then he left the room without looking back.

Ashe sneaked all the way back to the old city, unexpectedly found that her home was still intact.

She thought she would see her house being confiscated by the government or blown up by Double-Face, but she didn't expect it to be well preserved.

Ashe bent down and rubbed the ashes on the furniture with her hands.

Very good, judging from the level of coverage, it should be that no one came in after she left.

She let out a breath of relief.

As a result, the dust in the room was blown up, and she almost choked to death.

But Ashe is still happy.

Because she went home, although this home still doesn't look like a place for people to live in.

It was too hasty to leave before, and she threw all the valuable parts of the house into her secret base, just go and get them back in a while.

Ashe walked into the kitchen and turned on the faucet.

As expected, green water flowed out. After all, the water pipe has not been turned on for almost 5 years, and the patina and moss inside will take a lot of effort to clean.

After the relatively clean water came out of the faucet, Ashe wiped the dust off the furniture at home with a rag dipped in water.

She opened the window, taking advantage of this airy time to go out and get back the things she put in the secret base.

The action had to be fast, she didn't want to come back and see the home that was robbed.

Ashe put her schoolbag on her back and left home to go to the secret base in the unfinished building.

"cough."

Jason clutched his stomach.

Three ribs were broken and internal organs were shattered.

"It's really a deadly move, hahaha."

He couldn't stand up for a while, and could only lie on the ground and suck in the cold air in pain.

If he hadn't run fast enough, he would have been imprisoned in the Arkham Asylum by the furious old bat just now.

Staying with those lunatics, if not crazy, would probably be crazy.

"Ahem..."

He laughed as if he thought of something interesting, but it turned out that the wound was involved, and he showed a painful mask expression behind the hood that had just been cracked.

Although fighting with a hood can protect the head, but the sweat is all stuffed inside, sticky and uncomfortable.

Relying that not many people would find out his true identity, Jason took off the hood very freely.

Looking at the hood with a mouth missing, he curled his lips in disgust.

"Are you a protective hood or a plastic bucket?"

The fastest depletion of his various equipment is the hood.

Either it was smashed, or a few pieces were missing.

Jason decided to keep out of sight and out of mind, so he raised his hand and threw it out.

It is estimated that there are not many people who can be as calm as him after being seriously injured.

He's messing around entirely with the Lazarus Pool's restorative powers.

Do not imitate young vigilantes or villains.

Jason lay on the concrete floor waiting for his injury to heal.

During this period, a stay was initiated.

In this way, according to the old bat's stubbornness on the principle of not killing, he probably will never be a vigilante again.

Thinking of this, the joy he had just entertained himself disappeared in an instant.

The chest where the red bat mark was just torn off by Batman is still bleeding.

Jason didn't lower his head to confirm the condition of the wound.

It's just a little blood, which is not painful at all compared to the pain of being broken all over the body.

Ok.

He's actually not feeling well.

It would have been nice if he hadn't been resurrected.

That way he won't know that the clown who killed himself is still alive,

Nor would he know that Bruce not only failed to avenge him, but also had that replacement in less than three months.

If it was Bruce who died...

He will definitely avenge him without hesitation.

It's a pity that he was the one who died, Jason Todd, who was born in Crime Alley and would 'necessarily' become a criminal.

Jason even speculated a little darkly about the thoughts of the gang of vigilantes.

Did they not want him resurrected either?

After all, they only want the second-generation Robin, the little helper who will always follow Batman,

Instead of him, the evil ghost who struggled to crawl back to the world from hell, the lunatic who was distorted by hatred.

Suddenly, Jason heard the sound of the door opening outside the abandoned unfinished building.

......what happened?

He clearly confirmed that no one would pass by here!

Hell, he's not far from being able to move freely now.

Jason tried his best to move his injured body upwards.

His right hand, which was able to move, also gripped the gun with only one bullet left.

If it is a criminal with malicious intentions, he will give him a bullet for free.

He was tense all over, waiting to confirm the identity of the person who opened the door.

Ashe found that there were a lot of dripping blood on the stairs of the unfinished building.

She knelt down and lightly squeezed a little bit of it with her rubber gloved hands.

It's blood, and it doesn't last more than 10 minutes.

In other words, the owner of the blood should not have left yet.

Aixi silently pulled out the knife in her backpack, and held it in her hand nervously.

Logically speaking, she should turn around and run away.

But judging by the amount of bleeding, the person hiding in the building should have suffered some serious injuries.

Since this place can be found, it means that it is no longer kept secret.

She must reclaim her property.

Every step Ashe takes is judging the current known information.

Shoe prints, bloody handprints, the force of the subsidence of the soil.

The person hiding in the building now should be an adult male about 180 pounds, and he was seriously injured judging from the amount of bleeding.

If it is a man who has not been injured at all, she may not be able to beat him.

But what about a badly injured one?She is at least 70% sure that she can win with one blow.

The bloody footprints stayed on the third floor.

The Good and the Immortal is also where Ashe's secret base is located.

Strangely, Ashe felt a little sense of pride in her heart.

After all, she chose this place as a secret base at the time because of its concealment, and she never thought that anyone else would think of going there with her.

The closer she was to the door, the more clearly she could hear a painful panting/breathing.

Ashe hid the knife behind her and blocked the backpack in front of her to prevent the people inside from shooting.

Then, she saw a man leaning against the wall, half sitting on the ground.

He closed his eyes and still held the gun in his hand.

Looked like he was passed out from pain.

In order to prevent the other party from waking up halfway and shooting at her, a stranger who broke in, Ashe decided to strike first.

She walked towards him slowly, squatting down halfway, trying to take the gun away from his hand.

However, she found that she couldn't move at all.

"......Who are you?"

The man opened his eyes to look at her, his dark green pupils were full of vigilance.

Just as Ashe was about to raise the knife in his left hand, he found him holding his head in pain.

"Wait... who am I? Why am I here?"

Ashe raised her eyebrows calmly.

Good job, the guy in tights, bruised and muscular in front of him.

He lost his memory.

Calm down, Ashe told herself.

But he found that his heart was beating violently.

She is excited.

What a great opportunity this is, look at his well-developed muscles, he can punch her ten times in one punch.

His injury looks serious, but it won't take long for him to recover.

She needs a backer with strength.

And now the backer came to his door by himself.

Ashe licked her lips, the adrenaline rush made her whole body hot.

"Do you remember your name, dear."

With the knife in her left hand, she pushed aside the gun held in the man's right hand.

The man looked at her and blinked, only then did she realize that two locks of his hair were white, and he looked extraordinarily unruly.

"Jason...Jason Todd."

Ashe could hardly control the corners of her mouth rising.

Well, the name doesn't belong to any super-reverse.

She didn't know the names of all the gang members, but from the looks of it, he should also be a gang leader.

"Jason, honey, you must have forgotten..."

She reached out and cupped his cheek with a warm palm, her brown eyes were full of feigned affection.

"My name is Ashe, and I am your girlfriend who has been in love for three years."

The author has something to say:

Ashe is actually quite crazy (. An orphan can live so much in Gotham because of his face.

After that, it will be their mutual acting sweet life xd