What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 22 The Sewer Monster
Tick ​​tock!

The sewers of Gotham City are dark and gloomy, with all kinds of unknown monsters lurking.

Killer Croc himself was once one of them.

But he is not anymore. He is now a man with [-] million yuan. Although the money is all black money, he has neither filed taxes nor is it any legal income, so he can't spend any cents in a fair manner.

But he had money, and with money... there was hope.

Killer Crocodile opened its eyes.

His nictitating membrane flipped at that moment, and under the dim light of the lantern, ripples appeared on the water.

"The big guy is coming again." He said to the ventriloquist beside him, "I mean [big] guy, I never thought I would call someone that one day, I thought I was the brother Tan's most famous douchebag."

That being said, Waylon actually thinks he's a lot smarter.

He's accepted that he's not very smart, but he hasn't always been that way.

In his teenage years, his IQ was no different from ordinary people.

But since he became an adult and turned into an outright reptile beast, he found that the farther away he was from the crowd, the more animal nature would breed, and the more animalistic his appearance would become.

And these few days he has been staying with other humans, his animal nature immediately faded away, which made his mind clearer a lot.

"Focus on your work, Waylon." The ventriloquist sat in the hallway next to the sewers.This old-fashioned underground drainage system in Gotham has always left corridors for workers to walk around.

The baby bat in his hand replied: "Don't worry, you may not be the most famous idiot, but you are definitely the richest idiot right now."

He said: "You've seen those two vans full of money in the Swiss bank vault? You'd better run fast if you want your employer to launder your money so it can be spent. A little. Anyway, this is not the first time you have operated today."

"I know if you don't tell me."

The humanoid crocodile wagged its tail, straightened up from the subterranean river, and lifted a cart from the ventriloquist.

A whole roasted beef roasted golden and crispy was placed inside, it should have appeared in Gotham's top seven-star restaurant, and was spoiled by a group of superficially personable but fat-brained idiots, instead of appearing in this dirty place.

Killer Crocodile sighed.

Roasted whole pigs, roasted whole cows, the fragrant smell in the sewer, all of these are so familiar, all of these are old tricks repeated, but the executor has become himself, which is inexplicably ironic.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Roar - woo -

Like the sound of an extremely heavy iron ball hitting the ground, the sound echoed layer by layer in the empty underground water pipes, accompanied by the hoarse and gloomy sound, composing a weird duet.

Listen carefully—the voice says:

"Solomon Grundy - born on a Monday!"

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Three-generation Robin Tim Drake sat on the edge of the building, observing the apartment in the distance with a telescope.

Batman and Harley Quinn are in it.

If it was Batman before, Tim would never have been worried because he knew how powerful Batman was-but not now.

Can Bruce Wayne really handle a criminal as dangerous as Harley Quinn?
Tim carefully waved the hook lock across the entire street, landed on the roof without a sound, and then climbed through the corridor window.

The sky was getting dark, and the voice-activated corridor was pitch black.

There was a glimmer of light from the half-hidden door, like the mouth of a giant beast.

Tim hid quietly in the shadows behind the door, and then heard Harley Quinn say:

"fuck, bat, you ****"

"********!"

!!!

With a loud bang, Tim kicked the door open!

"Batman, what are you doing—"

Then he saw Batman holding a skeleton in one hand, and toyed with a skull in his hand, as if trying to stuff these scattered bone frame parts back into the mouth of a huge piranha.

"Wooooow! Are you telling me to eat my vomit back into my stomach???"

The cannibal Frank struggled loudly, but he couldn't resist Batman at all.Chen Tao took out a lighter and showed it off in front of him, and he immediately became honest.

"Aha!"

Seeing Robin coming in, Harry immediately jumped off the edge of the window sill, and assumed the posture of a patrol officer with his nostrils upturned: "Private Robin, stand at attention!"

Tim turned to look at Batman with a "what the hell" look.

Chen Tao explained:
"Harry didn't kill these people."

Harley was very cooperative and went into a seizure at the side.

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooofsof.com

"You changed from a living person to a corpse, it's definitely not your fault, rest in peace, Ann..."

"Eh... this is just Harley's version of the Great Compassion Curse or Requiem." Chen Tao added.

"Hum hum hum~"

A few minutes later, Harley Quinn was standing in front of the Batmobile parked at the door of the alley.

She leaned her ass against the front of the car and slid into the passenger seat of the Batmobile like a boneless one.

"So what to do next, Dynamic Duo?"

Three generations of Robin stood beside him angrily.The Batmobile's co-pilot was supposed to be his seat!
"No one knows Poison Ivy like I do, and I'll help you find him now, but you have to let me reason with her before you rush in."

"And then, when this thing's over, you guys gotta say something nice about me, the parole board guys, tell them what an upright good citizen I am, blah blah blah."

A seemingly reasonable request is a breeze for Batman.

As long as Harley Quinn agrees to the conditions, it seems that she can immediately get help from the other party, find Poison Ivy, penetrate the plant master, and solve all problems.up.

But Batman wouldn't do that.

This is Harley's test, to test whether he is the real Batman.

Once Chen Tao nodded, he became Batman begging Harley for help, and the initiative immediately fell into Harley's hands. Even though she has not been a psychiatrist for many years, Harley Quinn is still almost instinctive Use some techniques to influence the master-slave relationship between them through language.

Therefore, Chen Tao said:
"Do not."

"What's the situation? I mean...? You don't want to...? You don't need to..."

Harley Quinn was still working hard, and Chen Tao quietly watched her put on an incredible look.

These conditions are not important, what is important is Ivy.

Chen Tao has always been able to grasp the key points, and now he needs to destroy Harley Quinn's delusion of seizing the initiative as much as possible.

"I don't want to make deals with psychopaths."

"Ah, ah, a sociopath!" Harry scratched his head frantically.
"So-ci-o-path!" (Sociopath)
"Gosh, why is everyone getting my identity wrong?!?"

She folded her arms and jumped out of the Batmobile.

"If you don't agree to my conditions, why should I help you?"

(End of this chapter)