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

Chapter 382 Red Hood (Part )

"Nuo, this is for you." Chen Yan said, his hands flashed with light, and a pair of unrefined, even rough-looking pistols jumped into his hands. "It's a meeting gift. Although it's ugly, it's a bit ugly. But this is The best I can do so far.”

"Um...thank you?" Jason said hesitantly, "But I can't accept it. I promised Bruce that I would never take other people's lives."

"I fucking know the no-kill principle of you guys, you idiot! This thing shoots rubber bullets!" Chen Yan's mouth twitched as he stuffed the two guns into Jason's arms, "You're not Are you saying that Batman's path is not suitable for you? Is it possible that even the fighting style is not suitable for you? "

"Um..." Jason then held both guns in his hands and said with some uncertainty, "Rubber bullets? Are you sure?"

"Oh, this damn bat is paranoid... One day I will send all of you bat boys to Arkham for physical therapy!" Chen Yan rolled his eyes helplessly, talking trash and pointing at Jason crazily. Pointing, "Hold it! Lift the muzzle of the gun, raise the muzzle of the gun! Yes! Don't point at me! Point to the front!"

Jason had no choice but to follow Chen Yan's instructions and start to learn about the two guns in his hands. People who came from Gotham City, a city with simple folk customs, basically have more or less talent in firearms, and Jason...he was particularly talented.

After all, in another world, his standard equipment is dual guns and various thermal weapons, which are much easier to use than batarangs.

I saw Jason making various aiming postures from time to time under Chen Yan's guidance. Strangely enough, Jason's movements quickly became smooth. He even had the illusion that these guns were supposed to be The same one I use.

Of course, the index fingers of both hands did not touch the trigger during the entire process.

Chen Yan told him that when holding a gun with the safety on, the best way to hold it is to point your index finger straight forward or rest it on the ring on the outside of the trigger. This will prevent misfire and make it easier to hold the gun when needed. Your finger is on the trigger, and your thumb is close to the safety of the firearm to facilitate opening or closing the safety.

"You learn very quickly." Chen Yan looked at the already impressive Jason and smiled slightly, "I hope you won't be too demanding on my craftsmanship. I don't have many materials on hand, so you can make do with it first."

"It's a bit irritating, but it's okay." Jason had changed his cold attitude towards Chen Yan at this time. Although he was still cold, he actually raised his lips at Chen Yan, "It does feel like it suits me, but... ...If this thing is not fatal, it probably has no power. It can only be used to scare people for fun."

"Well... that's not necessarily the case." Chen Yan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and pointed to the sky, "Here, shoot into the sky."

"Uh, oh." Jason was stunned for a moment, then followed Chen Yan's instructions, pointed the gun into the air... and pressed the trigger.

"Bang!" x2

The huge recoil almost knocked the gun off Jason's hand.

"Fake! Are you sure this thing won't kill people?!" Jason was a little annoyed and wanted to throw away the gun in his hand. "The recoil of this thing almost broke my wrist!"

"Ah... I'm sorry, it's probably a technical problem, but I tried it with a dummy, and it sure doesn't penetrate the dummy..." Chen Yan scratched his head in embarrassment, "One shot can only break a few bones. , unless you empty the magazine at the same position, it will not be fatal. However, with such a large recoil, it is difficult to press the gun. I guess that more often than not, even if you empty the magazine, you will hit all the bones in someone's body. Break..."

"Thank you, Mr. Brad, I like this gift very much."

Jason immediately put his guns in his arms and smiled sincerely.

Good guy, this kid's eyes suddenly lit up. I don't know if it was because of the sentence "not fatal" or because of the sentence "break all the bones in the body"...

The corners of Chen Yan's mouth twitched crazily. Just now he was acting like he was the boss, but now he calls him teacher?

Batboy! Your child has wandered off! He is so shameless!

"I'm just giving you an idea, Mr. Todd. I believe Mr. Lucius's technical department can definitely make better equipment to replace these two guns." After Jason's excitement calmed down, Chen Yan said seriously , "I'm just a killer. I don't have as much ability and self-control as you heroes. Killing people is no big deal to me, but I also agree with Bruce's request for you..."

"You really shouldn't go down the dark path that I know. There must be a way to balance your beliefs and bottom line, and there must be a way to punish rape and eliminate evil that suits you but is not so dark."

"...Why?" Jason asked with a strange expression at this time, "Although Bruce paid, I didn't expect you to be so concerned about teaching."

"Your education methods are not in line with your identity as a killer, Teacher Brad."

"After all, you are just children." Chen Yan looked old-fashioned and shook his head in a pretentious manner, but his eyes were full of sincerity. "There are some things that you can't go back after you do them. Maybe letting your children participate in the hero game is the Bat family's unique way of raising children, but I believe Bruce doesn't want you to put on that cape."

"If the world needs children to go on the battlefield and kill people to save it, then the world might as well be destroyed."

In the Batcave, Bruce raised the corners of his mouth slightly when he heard Chen Yan's words.

"Okay, go down and help Dick and the others unload the goods. Then write a report on the use of this gun. Be more detailed. It will be your homework." Chen Yan stood up and stretched, "At least Fill up an A4 piece of paper and give it to Mr. Alfred after you finish. Bruce should agree to get you some new toys..."

"By the way, if you dare to write big words to make up for it, I'll ask my cousin to beat you up for me. Batman won't be able to stop you, I said so!"

Jason's face fell instantly, and he suddenly felt that the guns in his arms were no longer fragrant. However, Mr. Brad's attitude of driving people away probably couldn't change his mind, so Jason had to look after himself with a grimace. Since leaving.

On the top of the bell tower, after Jason left, Chen Yan shook his head and spoke in Yanguo dialect in a broadcasting accent. The accent was so authentic that he said: "Gotham Radio, Gotham Radio, you are welcome to continue listening to me. programme."

In the Batcave, Bruce was stunned as he looked at Chen Yan playing tricks on the screen.

"What you don't have, you may never have again in this life. Now please enjoy the song "Mom and Dad" that Mr. Doragon requested for Mr. Yan Bahu."

"Yan Bahu? What is that?" In the Bat Cave, Bruce asked doubtfully, "Bat computer, search keywords, the meaning of 'Yan Bahu' in Yanguo language."

Yanbahu, homophonic to Yanbahu, is a slang term for the Yanguo Jinjing area, and its original meaning is... bat.

"Ah~ you don't have a father~"

"Ah~ you don't have a mother~"

"Ah~ you have many children~"

"I really like wearing underpants~"

Good guy, Chen Yan's singing style also has a hint of bel canto.

In the Batcave, Bruce's face was ashen, and there was a dent on the metal table.

"Don't look at it, Mr. Yan Bahu, I'm just singing this for you." On top of the clock tower, Chen Yan looked at a certain direction casually: "You bat boys are really annoying. Spying on me every day."

"I think you all need to go to Arkham for treatment of your paranoia."