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I'm Jason Todd, repeat, Jason Todd.
I am not Robin, repeat, not Robin!
…Well I was.
I am a magical (x) Robin - for example, I have BGM that no one else has.
The old man is an awkward and awkward guy, and Dickie is a slimy and disgusting slime. These two guys gave me a lot of trouble in the first half of my life.
Oh, my God, but I'm only fifteen years old. To be honest, I'm not perfect - certainly not as good as the original Robin - but I've worked hard!
But the old man just said: You are not Dick.
What fool with a short-circuited brain [beep——] wants to compete with the first generation Robin! ! !
Okay, this is mine.
I shouldn't be called Robin, I should be called Shrike. At least Robin is on Shrike's recipe, and I can kill people and cut them up openly.
Then I died.
Being tossed around by all kinds of naughty kids.
"Shazam! Do you remember that I paid for your battle damage?!?!"
"Zabiro! You're about to bulldoze my house!!!!"
"Quicksilver! If you try to steal my food again, I will hang you up!!!!"
Thanks to the old bat, at least he didn't create a few naughty children for me.
After many years of peace, I returned to Gotham.
So...
Who are these two brats? ? ! ?
Old bat, you're done! ! ! ! (Red Barrel Roaring. Jpg)
Purpose: Only by raising children can you know the kindness of your parents