"Do you want to fight me, or do you want to stand up there until dawn?"
The surrounding citizens no longer dared to watch the commotion and quickly left the street. In just a dozen seconds, the once bustling street was instantly deserted.
Only Jason and the fallen Skull Gang members remained, and of course, those Talons.
Jason frowned tightly. Just from that scene, he could tell what astonishing power these guys wielded here.
After the pedestrians automatically cleared the area, the Talons jumped down one after another and stood before Jason.
"Stranger, you must come with us!"
"Why?" Jason put his brass knuckles back into his backpack.
"The Court of Owls controls everything here, stranger." One of the Talons looked up, his owl-like eyes fixed on Jason. "But we haven't seen you from any entrance. You must come back with us and explain how you entered this city."
So that's how it was, but when did they notice him?
Or was he discovered when he appeared with Vixen and Dr. Light earlier?
But none of that mattered now. Jason couldn't just surrender, and they clearly didn't seem like they would let him go easily.
Then Jason said to these Talons: "If you want to catch me, you'll probably have to do it yourselves."
The Talons "followed suit" and immediately rushed towards Jason. Jason also immediately put on his backpack. The next moment, the backpack disintegrated into a cloud of nanites that covered Jason's body, transforming into the Red Hood battlesuit in less than two seconds.
Breathing lights illuminated Jason's red mask, like eyes, watching the Talons approach him.
"Come on, let me see what you've got!"
First were the Talons' standard alloy claws. The first one directly lunged at Red Hood's face... Jason dodged sideways, avoiding the claw, then seized the opportunity to grab his wrist and throw him over his back.
After being thrown, the man instantly found his balance and adjusted his body in mid-air, finally landing on all fours. Although the posture wasn't pretty, it was stable.
Their fundamentals were very good.
As soon as Jason had this thought, he was immediately met with a storm of attacks from the others.
Their battlesuits seemed to be made of some special alloy. Even though there was a lot of alloy on them, it didn't hinder their movements, still making them very agile.
But Jason also noticed that these people didn't seem to be metahumans. Their strength was something ordinary people could achieve after special training, which could be seen from the muscle Texture every time they exerted force.
If Jason and they were wearing the same uniform, these "Talons" might actually cause some trouble for Red Hood, but unfortunately, the technological content of Red Hood's battlesuit was not on the same level as theirs.
So, even though the Talons' attacks were powerful, and their coordination was perfect, even hitting him a few times.
But this battlesuit was like an impenetrable fortress, blocking all damage. All the cold weapons used by the Talons could not cause the slightest harm to Jason.
So the Talons unhesitatingly discarded their cold weapons and started using firearms. And like Talon Dick, each of them had customized a modified gun according to their preferences and characteristics.
Jason was now facing various gun muzzles of different calibers.
However, he was not a good child. Since the other side had already used firearms, he no longer needed to hold back. A firepower contest?
Bring it on!
So Jason also began to produce two modified guns in his hands. Although they were handguns, under Jason's pursuit, these two guns were now almost as powerful as sniper rifles.
The Talons and Jason engaged in a face-to-face shootout. Both sides were veteran shooters, and at such close range, no aiming was needed at all; with their marksmanship, they could hit even with their eyes closed.
But in this way, the advantages and disadvantages of their equipment were brutally highlighted.
The bullets fired at Jason by the Talons caused him no injury beyond the impact, while every bullet Jason fired caused immense damage to his opponents, tearing their flesh along with their equipment.
Even the cold and cruel Talons couldn't help but scream in agony, wailing as they fell to the ground.
Jason put away his large gun, walked up to one of the Talons, and ripped off his mask.
"Who do you work for?"
The Talon, enduring the intense pain, actually sneered at Jason.
"Are you some kind of primitive man from where? Everything in Gotham 1.0 belongs to Owlman, and of course, he rules here; we are all his Talons!"
This was not only common knowledge in Gotham but throughout the entire United States; the Talons had no need to hide it.
"He rules here? You mean he rules here as a dictator?"
Jason thought for a moment: "What industries does Owlman use to sustain the economy here?"
The Talon looked at him with a strange expression, as if he didn't understand why Jason would ask such a question.
"Of course, we do whatever makes money—smuggling, arms, powder, ice, even human trafficking. As long as it makes money, it's our business.
Of course, we don't have to do it ourselves, because... because the boss doesn't allow it, but we collect commercial taxes from the gangs, which is a huge amount of money..."
Jason's lips were tightly pursed. He understood that 'commercial tax' was, in plain terms, acting as a protective umbrella for gangs. This was protection money! Black money!
"Doesn't this city have a government? Where are the municipal organizations and other official agencies?"
The Talon looked even more confused. He frowned and said, "What are you talking about? The organizations you're mentioning, aren't they right in front of you now?"
Jason looked at the man in his hands, silent, somewhat shocked.
"You mean... you..." Then he pointed to the Skeleton Gang on the ground, "And them, you are the official forces maintaining this city?"
"I've said it before, Gotham is under Owlman's rule, so naturally, all forces belonging to him are the official forces of this city. Stranger, I don't know who you are, but your current actions..."
"Are illegal!"
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