Jason Todd / Red Hood<br/><br/>With his comments and dismissal, Red Hood was almost expecting Batgirl to march straight up and punch him in the face. His quick action against the goons seemed to be effective in him getting to beat up the remaining goons, however, and she instead actually went to stop the guys at the truck. Did that mean he scored a point in their feud? Cause he certainly thought it did! So far he had knocked out three, and one had a burned up hand. That left 4 able bodied goons, and one injured crybaby goon. This was certainly going to be fun.<br/><br/>As Batgirl ran off, the four men kept nervously glancing at him and each other before all four rushed at him, yelling loudly as a form of some battle cry. Not for the first time, Red Hood wished for his gun. It would be so easy to kill all four of them. The injured one was sitting on the ground, cradling his hand, so he was just being useless and wasn't much of a threat, if at all. Three of the four pulled out knives, and one pulled out a gun, immediately aiming it at him. Red Hood quickly took how a smoke explosive and threw it at them. It exploded with a startling light, blinding them for a moment, and Red Hood moved into the fog cloud, his helmet allowing him to see. It was easy taking them out then. All he had to do was land hard hits to their temple, and they crumpled. He got rid of all the knife wielders this way. He was almost disappointed by how easy it was. Finally, he got to the gun guy, though the fog had started clearing by then. Gunshots rang out as the man fired at Red Hood...though it was pretty useless. His body armor was bulletproof. So Red Hood walked up to the man, eventually ducking when he caught on to "bulletproof" and aimed at his head and pulled the trigger. That would have probably killed him. Jason ripped the gun from the man's head and tossed it aside before grabbing his throat and squeezed, throwing him against the wall harshly. "Where's the leader here?" He asked in a low, intimidating voice. "The...the one with the burned hand! Just...just don't hurt me!" He said in a trembling voice. Ugh, pathetic. "Riiiight," Red Hood said in a bored voice, pulling one of his guns out and slamming the butt of it against the man's head, knocking him out.<br/><br/>Red Hood dropped the man to the ground then stalked over to the weak, pathetic leader. Grabbing the front of his shirt, he pulled him up roughly before pressing the muzzle of the gun to his head. "I need you to tell me-" He began thinly, only to be cut off by "GCPD, drop your weapon!" Red Hood paused, annoyance filtering through him. "You have got to be kidding me," he muttered under his breath, pushing the lead goon away from him and turning towards the officers. "We said put the weapon down!" They repeated and Jason shook his head. "Yeah, I don't think so." He spoke, which earned all the police to aim their guns at him. "Whoa...let's all be rational here, officers. I just took out eight, well seven right now, of Joker's goons which were stealing from the bank. I'm not the enemy here," He said calmly, spinning his gun around his finger. Then guess who decides to show up? Commissioner freaking Gordon. Just his damn luck. While Gordon may not know his true identity, he sure knew that he and Batman weren't on great terms. Gordon knew just about everything going on in Gotham, and there was definitely no way he forgot about Red Hood's little gang takeover and Batman crusade.<br/><br/>"Red Hood. Does Batman know you're here?" He demanded, and Red Hood slowly put his gun back in the holster. "That confidential, Commissioner. Try calling him all you want but what Batman doesn't know won't hurt him," He stated in a sharp tone. Gordon narrowed his eyes and Red Hood spoke up before he could make another comment. "You're wasting my time. Batgirl is over there if you need information about the whole bank situation," He indicated over to Barbara before releasing one of his explosive gas balls and using his batclaw to get out of there while they couldn't see him. Once getting to a roof, Jason began running across the rooftops as he made his way back to the crappy motel he was staying at. The place was rundown, and probably had more than enough prostitution happening in over half the occupied rooms, but it was cheap and Jason hadn't planned on staying in Gotham for too long. The thought of going to Wayne Manor had entered his mind. Seeing Alfred...having great food, a good bed and room...the nostalgia of all of it was addictive, and he almost decided to drop by. It just wasn't a good idea. Jason pulled off his helmet and began to take all his weapons off...and his clothes until he was just in boxers. Man, he was tired. Tomorrow was going to be interesting...he was going to be bailing Joker's main goon tonight out of jail, and that meant speaking to Ms. Barbara Gordon.