No, that's not it. I'm just worried about you...
Batman wanted to explain, but Red Hood had already drawn the crowbar from behind his waist.
"The more you tell me not to do something, the more I want to do it!"
Nothing delighted him more than giving the old man grief!
"Someone's over there!"
"It's Red Hood!"
Some guards had already noticed the disturbance and started shouting as they converged on their position.
Amid the guards' shouts, with Batman's hand reaching toward him, Red Hood sneered beneath his mask and flipped off the high stack of shipping containers, crowbar in hand.
As fierce gunfire erupted, Red Hood's whirling crowbar slammed into the guards.
Batman's outstretched hand froze in midair. Watching the bloody scene below, hearing the crowbar strike flesh, he slipped into a momentary daze, as though witnessing a scene he had never seen with his own eyes, yet which haunted his dreams every night.
It lasted only an instant. The next second, Batman joined the fight.
"Keep your hypocrisy to yourself. I can handle this alone!"
Red Hood felt anything but honored. To him, Batman's actions were merely proof that he didn't trust him.
Batman fought off the guards closing in on him as he replied, "No, that's not what I meant..."
Clearly, his explanation did no good.
Even as Red Hood battered the guards, he still found time to swing his crowbar at Batman.
Batman was equally merciless. He caught the crowbar and immediately returned the favor with a vicious punch.
Up on the shipping container, Miaomiao saw the entire exchange: ヽ(๏~๏)ﾉ...
Wait... could someone please explain this to me...
Weren't those two on the same side? They still had bat symbols on them! Why were they fighting each other?
As more guards gathered, the crowbar was clearly