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Chapter 201 Goodbye everyone, tonight I'm setting sail.

"Lend me your car."

A sudden voice came from behind, and Jason and Oz turned around almost simultaneously to look at Logan.

Jason turned his flaming head, leaned forward slightly, and held a hand to his ear, as if he hadn't heard Logan's earlier words, and asked, "What did you just say?"

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Logan stared at the large, burning head in front of him, but what he was thinking about was how long it would take to get to New Babylon.

As far as he knew, the only decent mode of transportation that the people around him seemed to have was this kid's chariot.

So there was nothing wrong with him going to New Babylon to settle his score with Mr. Frightened and, incidentally, to borrow the chariot from the boy.

It's definitely not because the other party's car has a unique and cool design.

He's lived for two hundred years, what hasn't he seen?

Logan then repeated what he had just said.

"I said I'd lend you my car," Logan said.

"Are you begging for help?" Jason asked.

"It depends on what you think," Logan replied with complete confidence.

Jason was even more furious when he saw him go from being a dead man to a living dead.

"How am I supposed to think?! Could you be any more arrogant when you're asking for a favor?"

As he spoke, the guy took the crowbar that Oz had brought him and weighed it in his palm for a while.

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Logan fell silent after Jason's words.

It wasn't that he was afraid of the other party's crowbar, but rather that he realized he had been slacking off for far too long!

Even if I were to pick up that heart I abandoned ten years ago again tonight, I would inevitably feel somewhat unfamiliar and out of place.

Even when communicating with people, he still acts like he's half-dead.

Logan sighed, recalling his earlier conversation with his deceased teammate.

I guess I'm better suited to communicating with the dead.

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Jason was not supposed to hear Logan's thoughts, but a crow secretly transmitted Logan's thoughts into Jason's mind.

So Jason tightened his grip on the drumming fingers.

Logan noticed the commotion and frowned. "What are you trying to do?"

Jason sneered, "Want to hit someone?"

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"Listen," Logan sighed, "I appreciate everything you and that Peter kid did tonight."

"What about me? What about me? What about me?!" Oz flapped his wings frantically, desperately seeking attention.

However, Logan completely ignored it.

He continued, seemingly oblivious to the fact that, "Your determination... it's hard for me to ignore that factor, but it's true, you've influenced me."

Logan did briefly mention Oz after all.

"Without you, I don't know how long I would have sunk into this state, maybe thirty years? Or fifty? I don't know."

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"In short, I can confirm that you helped me."

Logan's words greatly reduced Jason's resentment towards this living dead.

He asked, "What do you need my chariot for?"

"I decided to embark on a path of self-redemption and head to Neo-Babylon."

Jason asked, "So you've been talking for so long just because you're thinking about my tank?"

"Yes," Logan asked, "I need a means of transportation, will you lend me one?"

"No."

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Logan thought the kid was deliberately making fun of him. After all that fuss about getting his attitude and asking for reasons, it was probably just to get him to say "I won't lend it to you!"

Jason crossed his arms, the flames on his burning head fading slightly, and said, "First of all, Neo-Babylon is at least three thousand miles away from here. Even with my chariot moving at top speed, it will take me three days to get there."

"Secondly, you're rushing to your death like this. What if you end up back in your previous state? After all, you never know."

Logan frowned. "I've made up my mind."

Jason suddenly realized and said, "Oh, I almost forgot, last time you made up your mind not to show your claws again, I can't guarantee you won't break your vow again."

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Logan waved his hand impatiently: "That's a different matter. Are you going to lend it to me or not?"

"I'm lending it to you so you can go and die," Jason said.

"I will not die."

"That sounds like you're going to your death."

"As I said, Logan was completely unaware that Jason had already manipulated his emotions."

"I will not die!!!"

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After a roar, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Many people turned to look at them, curious about what they were talking about, and why the topic was about life and death...

Jason looked at him in silence.

Logan asked again, "I'm only asking one last time, are you going to lend it to me or not?"

Jason remained silent.

Good heavens, since when did this happen that people who borrow things are now treated like royalty?

Peter, of course, noticed what was going on and walked over, jokingly asking, "What are you talking about? Why did you suddenly shout?"

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Neither of them paid him any attention, not even Oz on Jason's shoulder said a word.

Seeing Peter's arrival and Jason's lack of response, Logan had no interest in wasting time.

If he doesn't want to lend it, he won't. He'll go ask Hawkeye for his old car!

Jason's vehicle is really cool.

Just as Logan was about to leave, Jason finally spoke up.

Are you sure you can take care of yourself?

"What?"

Logan turned around, somewhat incredulous at what the kid was saying.

Does he think he's all alone?!

"Are you sure you can take care of yourself?"

As he spoke, Jason remotely controlled his Batmobile and arrived beside them.

The hellfire hissed and burned on the tire surface, and the design changed from the original cold and stern steel behemoth style to the style of a hellish demon.

Jason snapped his fingers.

As if drawn by a force, the flames on the chariot transformed into several fire snakes and retreated back into its body.

The tank has also returned to its original cool design.

Does it matter?

Of course there are.

He went from being super handsome to just handsome.

"If possible, Peter and I would be willing to accompany you on this journey."

Jason said, "But you know, things are different now. There are other people who need us."

"So I'm asking you, are you sure you can take care of yourself?"

Logan closed his eyes, took several deep breaths, and finally nodded in agreement.

"I assure you, I will take good care of myself."

Despite not having spent much time together, thanks to the presence of a certain crow, the group inexplicably developed a kind of unspoken understanding.

Peter, who had arrived without saying a word, was completely bewildered.

He asked, confused, "What are you guys talking about? I can't understand a word you're saying!"

"Children shouldn't interrupt adults."

"Hey! You don't look that much older than me!!"

Jason waved his hand, then turned to Oz. "You're planning to go with him, right?"

"Wow! Are you a tapeworm in my stomach? How do you even know this!" Oz exclaimed dramatically.

Jason raised an eyebrow, showing no surprise at the outcome.

Oz's ability to remain silent for such a long time is strange in itself.

Moreover, the chariots were often under the command of Oz.

The fact that it didn't cause trouble at this crucial moment is enough to prove that it tacitly agreed that its precious Batmobile would fall into Logan's hands.

only..

I'm so reluctant to part with it... This is the Batmobile that Bruce gave me!

I should have known better than to be so generous...

Why do you have to pretend to be a good person? Waaaaah...

"Goodbye, you two, we're setting sail tonight!"

Oz flew to Logan's shoulder and flapped his wings at Peter and Jason.

Before arriving in this universe, he had said that he needed these two lads to rein in this lone wolf.

Looking at it now, it seems to have been quite efficient; one lifted Thor's hammer, and the other became Ghost Rider.

Before he even made a move, most of his feathers had already fallen off.

The remaining feathers will fall off and allow the body to molt again once the journey is over.

It'll be here soon.

As soon as Logan sat down, the Batmobile made a tremendous noise.

The chariot seemed to be under heavy pressure, and it shrunk several inches.

Although it wasn't obvious, Jason, as the owner of the vehicle, could see it clearly.

Jason, his heart bleeding, earnestly warned, "You'd better be gentle with her. If anything goes wrong, it won't be as simple as a crowbar."

"Relax, I have a lot of driving experience."

Logan sat in the driver's seat, his eyes scanning the complex instrument panel.

The top is covered with buttons, making it dizzying to look at.

Logan pressed a strange button, asking curiously, "What's this?"

"Don't press it!"

Unfortunately, Jason spoke a little too late, while Logan pressed the button a little too early.

A click.

Logan, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was instantly sent flying into the sky!

call out!

"What the hell?! Aa ...

Jason was exhausted and increasingly felt that lending his Batmobile to Logan was a mistake.

The worst decision I've ever made!

After about half a minute, Logan crashed to the ground like a shooting star, his head plunging into the ground and his limbs hanging upside down.

"...You actually put a jet seat in the driver's seat?!"

Seeing this, Peter couldn't help but complain, "You're not flying a plane, why are you doing this?! And if you have jet seats, why aren't you using parachutes?"

I can't answer that question.

"Then who can answer this?"

Jason ignored Peter's rambling and watched as Logan pulled his head out of the ground, then sat back in the chariot without looking back.

This time he was much more obedient. With the help of the intelligent assistance inside the tank, he quickly found the right way to use it and started the engine.

boom!

The tail flames spew out, poised to unleash their power.

Jason hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Logan glanced at him. "Don't worry, I'll treat this girl well."

After saying that, he slammed his foot down on the accelerator.

The chariot transformed into a ferocious beast and charged rapidly outwards.

"I'm so stupid... really."

Jason increasingly regretted his decision.

He didn't dare to press the accelerator that hard, but Logan, whose entire body was made of metal, pressed it even harder than him.

Peter and Jason stood together, watching the tank drive away.

Logically speaking, Logan should have rested for a night; there was no need for him to rush off.

As soon as they got the car, they made their escape.

This looks like they deliberately ran away.

But Logan had his reasons for leaving so hastily.

In his view, he had been wallowing in self-pity for long enough. The longer he stayed here and saw what others were doing, the more likely he was to recall his past experiences of giving up.

This is similar to a kind of post-traumatic stress disorder; at this moment, he just wants to seize the time and do what he should do.

There will be plenty of time to catch up later; staying here will only add to my troubles. It's better to leave now.

As the thick smoke trailed by the tanks on the ground gradually dissipated.

Peter and Jason eventually accepted the fact that Logan had left so abruptly.

After a while.

Hawkeye approached them and asked curiously, "Where are you going, Logan?"

Jason did not reply, but instead transformed into a burning watchtower.

Peter thought for a moment and replied, "I think Logan is trying to make peace with the past?"

"He's cut ties with the past? Is he alone?"

"Oz is with me."

"All right."

Knowing how formidable the crow was, Hawkeye didn't say much.

He looked at the two young people carefully for a while, then suddenly hugged them and said sincerely, "Thank you for everything you did tonight."

This was probably the happiest night he had experienced in more than a decade.

I witnessed the return of old friends, the birth of miracles, how the incandescent lightning tore through the long night, and how the raging fire cleansed the surrounding filth.

The creation of such a dazzling and captivating scene is inseparable from the efforts of these two young people.

Hawkeye didn't stay long; he came specifically to express his gratitude.

They were saying things like, "If it weren't for you guys, we would be like this or that..."

After Hawkeye left.

The contracted duo stayed in the same spot for a while longer.

Peter gazed at the starry night in the distance. The air was fresh after the rain, and the night seemed less dark.

The days to come may be like the darkness of tonight.

Time will become agonizing, and troubles will keep piling up.

But eventually, at some point, the dawn will break.

And fortunately, he wasn't fighting alone this time either.

Peter turned to look at the burning head; the flames had dimmed considerably.

He couldn't help but say, "Logan and the others are already far away!"

"I know."

"It's not like he won't pay you back."

"I know."

"...Do you know what I want to say most right now?"

"I don't want to know."

There's something I really wanted to say after seeing you again tonight.

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"What?"

"You really have become Red Hood now!"

"Shut up, Parker."

Logan drove the Batmobile north, leaving Hammerfall where Peter and Jason were.

As Logan listened to the roar of this steel behemoth, he glanced at the gray raven sitting in the passenger seat. The guy had somehow found a map and was now spreading it out in front of him, his eyes darting back and forth.

"Oh no! We seem to be going the wrong way!"

Logan glanced at it. "You've got it upside down."

"Yeah?!"

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Logan's feelings were complicated at that moment.

Unlike previous times when there were other people present to ease the awkward atmosphere, this was probably the first time I had been alone with this crow.

Logan didn't know how to evaluate the other party; the only thing he was certain of was that if this crow hadn't appeared.

My life may continue like this.

Logan sighed and took the initiative to start a conversation, "Tell me about Jason and Peter's story."

Oz replied, "Then it might be a bit later."

Why?

"Look ahead."

Logan slammed on the brakes, and the Batmobile, which was traveling at high speed, performed a spectacular drift.

A short distance ahead stood a burly man with white hair, holding a strangely shaped helmet and draping his cloak over his shoulders, as if he had been waiting there specifically for Logan's arrival.

Logan narrowed his eyes.

"Eric..."

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