In the original comics, Red Hood and Batman are not so warm when fighting together. With tears in his eyes, he asked Batman to choose between the Joker who "takes me away from you" and himself. The bat dart did not hit the gun, but bounced directly onto his neck. Yes, he didn't dare. Convincingly clutching the spurting blood, he fell, and the blood was spilled all over the floor. And the person who pressed the bomb was the clown. There is no shot of Batman using his body to protect the red hood.
(I can’t bear to upload a picture of a bat dart stuck on Jason’s neck) After more than ten days of shuttle, the comics of the Red Hood are basically completed (BD Gotham Crime Squad, there are surprises). Ertong's life experience is too tortuous and heart-breaking, and it fits the audience who intends to spread maternal love. More importantly, the humanity contradictions and emotional conflicts manifested in the character itself make him extremely dazzling. In Crime Alley, he stole the tires of the Batmobile by himself, making Batman stunned and laughed, so he waited patiently for the brave little thief. Sure enough, Jason, who had stolen the first two rounds, was ready to unload the next two rounds with the tyre stick. Batman flew forward and asked while gestures: "You didn't know that you stole Batmobile tires?" Jason attacked and said with ease: "Don't you know if the car is parked in Crime Alley?" The newborn calf is not afraid. Tiger, won the appreciation of Batman, has a story behind since then. Perhaps we knew from the very beginning that this orphan had a rebellious nature and was extremely stubborn. So after crawling back from hell, he was so hostile that he could neither forgive Batman nor let go of himself, wanting to be close and alienated. All this is exactly the same as Batman. Clumsy emotional expression, twisting, arrogance and low self-esteem are both at the same time, and the scars of the past have never stopped being burned. There is a classic line in the trilogy movie: “One day you will hope that your loved ones don’t exist until they turn into toxins in your blood.” Unlike Dick and Tim, Jason did not love his father. Mom, he was born very dishonorable-the father was arrested when he was young and died directly outside. Father and son never met again (can imagine his father holding the newborn him and using him to repay the debt, but the loan shark did not want children. Give his father another week to pay off the debt). The mother did not perform her duties, addicted to drugs, and the young Jason took care of her in turn. Sure enough, my mother died of an overdose-Jason didn't get a drug addiction, it was blessed by the gods. Relying on petty theft and taking care of himself, he actually survived. Of course, being beaten is commonplace. This also provides a reasonable explanation for Jason's neat skill-talent + actual combat + art Batman, it's hard not to think about it. Can you let a child who has never been truly loved and has a dark past on his back, full of light in his bones? Although he is paranoid, he regards human life as a waste, but his tragic childhood can find a reasonable outlet for his violent aura, so that he can not hate him, only mercy. But Batman pinned Jason's hopes of the shadow he could not get rid of, and wanted him to have the attributes of light. Strong-willed like Batman has not been able to get rid of the trauma of his parents being shot, how can he ask Jason to break free (there is a trace of what I can't do, it depends on the meaning of my son). The appearance of his biological mother made Jason rush to the embrace of illusion without hesitation - but betrayed by his biological mother, beaten to death by a clown, and killed. Even so, death must use his body to stand in front of his mother to protect her. It is not that he has no warmth in his heart, but his hope is always broken, trampled on to the point that there is not even a single fire left. The second-ranked bird had its wings broken before flying high and fell to death on the cliff. He hopes that person believes that he will not cross the bottom line, but he always challenges that person's bottom line. No one told him about painting the family portrait. Perplexed and lonely, Jason may never really find his way. Unable to get the certification, he used a runaway catharsis-wearing a red hood and holding two guns, how cool. It’s a pity that others couldn’t see him facing the three-generation Robin on the wall and whispered; they couldn’t see him returning to the safe house, the lonely "Hello, bed"; they couldn’t see his most cherished memory because he was caught by a cold. Stay home, hug the popcorn bucket, snuggle on Batman's shoulder and fall asleep.
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