Chapter 283: Young Pi's First Encounter (Part 2)

At the end of the alley on Curly End Street in the East District, there was a "click" and the sound of a door bolt opening came from a cellar door. A boy with black hair and a red jacket jumped out first, followed closely by a brown man wearing glasses. hair boy.

The boy wearing glasses grabbed the arm of the companion in front of him and seemed to want to stop him from going out. He said: "Hey, Jason, don't be like this. Batman has been hanging around here a lot lately. If you go out to steal things tonight, you will definitely be arrested." He found it!"

The boy named Jason turned around and said to him: "It was you who told me that the big tire we pried off before couldn't be sold, so I had to go, otherwise we, Curly Tail, would help those younger children I’m going to be hungry!”

The brown-haired boy continued to persuade him, but Jason threw away his hand impatiently and said to him: "Little Slippery, I know you are very capable. Several famous gang bosses on Yin Lisabai Street will invite you. past."

"But we are different. The location of Curlytail Street is not good. We have to go south to grab territory so that the members can make money. But if we don't have enough to eat, how will we have the strength to fight?"

The little slipper pushed up his glasses and said, "That's why I want to stop you, Jason, you are the leader of the Capricorn Gang. If you are caught by Batman, then the remaining members will really There is no way out."

Jason grabbed his hair very irritably, but the little slipper pulled him into the cellar. Jason was a little confused, so he pulled him in.

Walking into the cellar, there is a small workshop with two shabby workbenches with various tools placed on them. There is only one tool box that looks relatively new and is placed on a clean On the table at one o'clock.

What is very eye-catching is that there is a very large and special-shaped tire on one of the workbench, with a bat pattern printed on the center of the tire.

The little slipper pulled Jason to sit on the chair next to him and said to him: "If you hadn't helped me last time, I would have had my throat cut by those speedsters. You saved my life, so of course I Willing to help you."

Jason looked very young, but he was dressed very maturely, and his demeanor and words were exactly the same as those gangsters. He spat and said, "The market has been so bad recently. There are a few young kids in our gang." , can’t collect a penny.”

"In order to prevent them from being beaten, I and several other older people have to help them, but this is not an option."

As he spoke, he turned to look at the tire on the workbench, punched the wall angrily, and said, "It would be great if I could sell this thing. Is there really nothing I can do?"

The little slippery man still said calmly: "Don't worry. Yesterday when I was in class at the vocational school, I called a few of my classmates and asked them to come over and take a look. Maybe there might be some opportunities."

At this moment, several regular stomping sounds were heard from the ceiling. Jason stopped the little naughty boy who was about to get up and said, "I'm going up to take a look. I don't mean to cause trouble."

Jason opened the cellar door a small crack, and Little Slicker came over. They saw an older, fat boy stamping his feet. Little Slicker opened the cellar door and shouted to him: "Hey! Tires! This way... "

"Oh, here it is! It turns out you guys live in the basement. Why did you let me stomp here yesterday..."

Tire walked into the cellar door, and he saw the Bat Tire at first sight. He walked up, widened his eyes and said, "Cool——"

"Wait, is that the bat symbol? Oh my god! Did you really do something big?!"

Tire walked up and knocked the rubber on the wheel bat's tire hard. At this moment, there was another rapid stamping sound above his head. The little slicker went to open the door, and his voice came from the door: "Hey, you guys Why did the two come together? Rocket bomb and red truck..."

As soon as the two walked in, they saw Tire standing next to Bat Tire. Tire waved to them, pointed at the Bat Tire and said: "Look! The coolest tire I have ever seen, only this one deserves it." My name!"

Jason walked up to greet them and said, "Hello, my name is Jason, Jason Todd, the leader of the Capricorn Gang. You can just call me Jason."

Tire, Rocket and Red Truck are much older than Jason and Little Slippery, but they are still in their early teens. This room is actually full of children, but their communication methods are very mature.

The red truck came up first. He was a black man. He bumped fists with Jason like a black gang member. He raised his chin at Jason and said, "I heard about you. Last time you used a riveted truck." The baseball bat gave that annoying yellow eye a hard blow. At that time, I heard that he fell into the hands of someone three years younger than him. I couldn't believe it, but now it seems that you are indeed a cruel person..."

Jason wiped his nose and said, "You can't survive here if you don't have any skills."

The little slick guy interrupted their greetings. He knocked on the table and said, "The reason I invited you here is actually to solve this tire issue. As you can see, Jason and I planned to steal the famous Batman." The car’s tires…”

Little Slippery and Jason looked at each other, while the other three looked a little curious. The girl named Rocket said: "How did you do it? My dad told me that Batman is not easy to mess with."

"Actually, it was a lot easier than we thought. The hardest part was finding an opportunity for him to leave the Batmobile alone."

"Then, how did you pry this thing off?" Tire asked.

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Jason looked at Little Slippery, who spread his hands and said, "It's not difficult. If Jason and I weren't too young to lift more tires, we could remove all four in one go. Only an empty shell is left for that wealthy old man..."

Thinking of this funny scene, several children laughed. Jason crossed his arms and said: "We successfully stole it back here, but the problem is that we can't sell it because this damn mark is too big." It’s obvious!”

Tire waved his hand and said, "What's the point? You guys are in this business. Don't you know it? Just spray paint on it."

But the red truck went to the tire and touched it, and said, "I'm afraid not. This thing is a pattern, and it's uneven. You can see it even with spray paint. Can't you just polish it off?"

"I've tried, but the tools I have now don't work. The hardness of this metal is too high. Unless I can get a machine tool, there's no way I can do it." The little slicker shook his head and said.

"What about disassembling it and selling only the tire rims?" Rocket suggested.

"Actually, I can't take it apart." Little Slippery touched his temples, but Tire was a little surprised and said, "You can pry it off, but you can't take it apart?"

"Yes, but this is a technical problem and the reason is very complicated. In short, we can't take it apart and sell it separately now."

"This is a bit troublesome." Red Truck touched his chin and said, "I know a few people who play modified cars and may like tires like this, but you only have one now, and you have to get at least two. Someone is willing to take it, otherwise it can only be hung on the back of the car as a decoration. In that case, it cannot be sold at a high price."

"If you can melt it into a bullet, maybe my dad will be interested in it." Rocket continued: "This metal seems to be very hard, and it may be used as a shield."

The little slipper sighed and said, "If I could melt it away, would I still have to come to you?"

"My mother knows quite a few people, but this cannot pass through her hands."

Tire patted the bead on the bat tire again and said, "I like it too and would like to buy it home, but my mother is a widow and I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble to her."

Seeing the three people saying this, Jason inevitably showed a hint of disappointment, but Red Truck said: "Why can't you take apart this tire or grind the pattern on it? Is it just that your skills are not enough?" ? Or is it a problem with the tools?”

"It seems you know a lot about this." The little slipper walked to the workbench and said, "Tools are the main problem. Look what we have here. There are only rusty wrenches, screwdrivers and pliers. The only good ones are The only thing that has been used a little bit is this old jack, but unfortunately it’s almost broken.”

"It would be much easier if we had a furnace and a hydraulic press."

"We can think of a way from this direction. You can even steal Batman's car tires. Is it difficult to get a hydraulic press?"

"Of course it's very difficult." Little Slippery said with certainty: "Don't forget, Jason and I are not older than you. It's not easy for the two of us to move such a big tire. Those professional jobs We can’t even move the tables and big machines.”

"It's easy. As long as you write your vocational school homework for us, we'll help you move it!"

The little slipper pushed up his glasses and said helplessly: "I'll say it again, our teacher can tell the difference in handwriting."

"Then let us copy the answers!"

"Yes! Copy the answers!" Rockets also agreed. The wildly dressed girl wrinkled her nose and complained: "I don't want to do my homework! But my dad insisted on letting me do it. He said he couldn't afford to offend the teacher there. , what nonsense!”

"Then let's do it. However, we still need to make some plans. I think there is someone who can help us..."

The little slipper looked at the people next to him, and they all looked at each other. Apparently the same name came to mind.

"Cobot!"

"Where is he now?" Rocket asked.

"Oh, I know. He seems to be traveling frequently between the East District and the mental hospital recently. He should pass by the street next to it. We can just go there and wait for him."

After saying that, several people pushed open the cellar door and ran out one after another, and then they pushed me and ran towards the street next to them.

At this moment, they heard a scream, and then saw a little girl with black hair and blue eyes, standing at the entrance of the tail alley. Several people stopped, and Jason said in surprise: "How could this happen?" A little girl?”

The little slicker also narrowed his eyes and said, "Looking at his clothes and appearance, he is not a kid from the East District, but more like a kid from the wealthy group in the South District."

"Invincibility starts with sacrificing the ancestor"

However, Rocket ran over first, and several people ran over behind her. Rocket held the little girl's shoulder and said, "Who are you? Why are you here? Where are your parents?"

"Wow!!!"

The little girl screamed, and several people saw the fangs in her mouth and took a few steps back in fright. Jason said: "...could it be that her parents abandoned her here?"

"No, look at the necklace around her neck. It seems to be made of precious stones. If you really want to abandon it, there is no need to bring her such an expensive necklace..."

Jason walked forward hesitantly. He saw that although the little girl had sharp teeth and strange eyes, she didn't mean to bite anyone. He touched her head, looked around, and said, "We have to take her away from here. If those gang members come on patrol, the little girl will be in danger."

"Really? If his parents come looking for you, you might get into trouble. Those rich people are the best at biting back!"

Jason didn't refute him, but pulled off the necklace on the little girl's neck, put it in his pocket, and said: "If they come looking for me, I will leave the child where she is and let them take her away. This necklace will be my reward. Anyway, I will definitely not lose out."

As he said this, he picked up the little girl with some effort. Rocket took the little girl from him and said, "Let me do it. Let's go back to your base first, and then while we are looking for Cobert, let's see if there are any people who look like her parents nearby."

Just as they were walking back and were about to return to the underground base, a crisp whip sounded, and everyone hid behind. A slim black figure appeared at the end of the street.

Jason, who was hiding behind the building, opened his eyes wide and said, "Black Cat! It's Black Cat! Why is she here? Doesn't she only come out at night?"

"Who is Black Cat?" Little Sly asked him.

"He is the leader of the four thieves in the East District. He is a very powerful thief who has stolen from almost all the jewelry stores in Gotham."

"Thank you for your praise, little friend, but I still want to say, put down the little girl you are holding."

Catwoman flicked her whip again, scaring several people back.

"She is your daughter? No! No! I heard that you are also from the East District. How could you have a daughter who is dressed so richly? You can't be..."

Jason waved his hand back and said to Rocket: "Don't put her down. Black Cat may be a human trafficker!"