What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 8 Bane's Attack
Tuk Tuk Tuk!
Someone knocked on the window of Chen Tao's van.

Chen Tao rolled down the car window and saw that the gangster who came to blackmail just now brought more people standing outside his van, holding machetes and crowbars.

"Do you really think that you are Batman when you dress like Batman? You really bluffed me just now..."

Chen Tao didn't bother to talk nonsense to him at all, he directly stretched out a hand, swiped it into a non-stop spinning off-road vehicle wheel, and then took advantage of the other party's daze, knocked on his forehead.

"roll!"

How low is it to use a machete and a physics-based anti-second-generation Robin holy sword to rob in Gotham.

Watching the punks scurrying away, Chen Tao changed his face and picked up the microphone.

"Hey, can you hear me? It's good if you can hear me."

He choked and spoke into the microphone in the cool voice of a Cheshire cat.

"Good day, dear mercenaries."

Then he quickly switched to Deadshot's voice:
"I'm glad you didn't have any conflicts, trust me, that's what I'd love to see. Now, untie Killer Croc."

Deathshooter put on a face and didn't ask stupid questions like "Who are you?"

He evaluated in his heart whether he should continue to get involved in this muddy water.

He smelled the breath of conspiracy, yes, every time it always started with such a story: an evil man behind the scenes who hides his head and shows his tail, seduced a young and ignorant mercenary.

The mercenaries don't take everyone's job - except someone as skilled and daring as Deathstroke, who's superhuman and strong enough to kill any employer who tries to rip him off.

But under normal conditions, mercenaries are also mortals, and it is easy to die on the spot if they are betrayed by their employers. Therefore, people like Death Shooter usually choose reliable employers through middlemen honestly.

For example, the ventriloquist has proven himself to be a good, pure, and well-behaved mob boss, which is why Deadshot is here.

But is this unknown mastermind behind the scenes...

The ventriloquist untied the killer crocodile.

The beast jumped up from the ground with its teeth and claws open. At such a close distance, the muzzle of the dead shooter hung down.

Fortunately, the big crocodile didn't attack them. He ran into the pile of banknotes with bright eyes, picked up each banknote from the dust with heartache, and carefully stuffed it back into the carriage.

"Hey hey! I have 2 million dollars, hey hey!"

The javelin captain was jealous of the wall separation: "Damn it, why is my salary only—"

Chen Tao switched to the voice of the javelin again:
"Don't envy Killer Crocodile, he just advanced the basic salary for the next 4 years—"

"And I, a generous employer, as long as I complete the task I issued, I assure you that in a few months, everyone here will go home with hundreds of millions of dollars-this is an unprecedented job. Let's see if you have the guts to accept it."

"..."

Deathshooter made up his mind immediately, and he got involved in this muddy water.Not for money, mainly because he prefers to take risks.

Chen Tao rambled on a bunch of nonsense again, the summary is:

"I, Brother Rich! "

"Your Rich Employer"

"Scattering Coins"

"On the Use of Banknote Ability"

"This cake is big and round"

In fact, Chen Tao is not a person who is good at speeches, but it would be different if he was giving a speech with piles of dollars next to the audience.

On the one hand, there are banknotes for all to see and the killer crocodile who bought a horse bone with a thousand dollars, and on the other hand, there is a naked threat of three other people hugging together, so Slipknot pulled out a stiff smiling face, and the tattooed man patted his belly happily, and the atmosphere quickly became lively.

Javelin captain booed beside him: "Ah, great employer! You are so generous!"

His kneeling and licking ugliness, like a Shakespeare opera aria, made Deathshooter speechless.

"...Aren't you planning to accept the follow-up mission?"

"I changed my mind."

Hey, bah, see the money-eyed thing.Deadshooter expressed disgust.

Chen Tao continued:

"Then the establishment of the temporary team, I have already figured it out for you, the name is Suicide Squad."

"That's an unlucky name."

"I'll give you an extra $10."

"It's a fantastic name."

Never mind, it doesn't cost money to talk good things anyway.

Anyway, Deadshot breathed a sigh of relief.The current task has been completed, and as for the next task, as long as he is more careful, he must be able to return home alive.

With $2 million, he might be able to retire and be with his daughter...

Chen Tao behind the screen also heaved a sigh of relief. He might be able to retire after Bain is dealt with, and then with the air...

"When I earn enough 2 million US dollars, I will go back to my hometown and buy a big villa, and then with my wife—"

puff!
It's like crushing a bubble of horse urine.Javelin Captain's blindfolded blond head was pinched and burst by a big hand like a watermelon, and the javelin in his hand fell powerlessly to the ground.

puff!
A few kilometers away, Chen Tao spit out his coffee on the live broadcast screen, then stood up abruptly, and bumped his head against the ceiling of the van.

Time seemed to slow down.

Deadshooter's eyes widened, trembling when he heard the Cheshire cat's sharp and distorted meow: "Enemy attack!!!"

He saw that huge figure... the half-naked upper body had knotted muscles and bulging blood vessels, winding all over his body like a python.

The most striking thing is the bright green infusion tube connecting his head to his arm, and the headgear...

"Bane!"

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Bane felt at times as if he were falling into a void...that deep darkness converging into an ocean.

This is his cradle and his tombstone.

But this does not limit his thinking in the slightest.

His heart and soul broke open the coffin, and traveled in the white night where death and vitality coexisted.

He's going to find the bat monster, he's going to stand there, in its shadow, fight him, and kill him at last!And his fear, will also die with it——

By then all Gotham will be singing:

Holy crap, the great brave Bane has conquered the evil devil-Batman!

Holy, Bain, you rule all over Gotham, surpassing ten thousand people!
But the adventure of the brave is not always so smooth... The devil has sent out his minions.

That blue-faced and long-toothed beast was his defeat.Because of money, he prostrates himself in front of the devil.

It bared its fangs to terrorize the mighty Bane.

And the brave are not intimidated by him.

He swung an uppercut that swung like a pendulum, and Killer Crocodile was kicked back heavily, falling to the ground.

"I thought I broke you, beast...and now I have to kill you."

The monster jumped up from the ground, and its mouth with protruding fangs exuded a vicious breath... It roared, and its heavy fists hit the top of the brave man's head, and its sharp claws tore Bain's body.

"You want to be king in Gotham, huh? You wouldn't even be a competitor if it weren't for your juice!"

Bane punched it in the face, knocking it to the ground again.

With another punch, the gravel on the ground close to its head splashed.

With another punch, half of the beast's head was hit and embedded in the concrete floor.

Bane grabbed the wreckage of a nearby car and lifted it high—

"I don't need venom to kill a bug like you..."

boom!
"Because I am Bane!"

boom!
"A nightmare of all stumbling blocks!"

boom!
"Woe to all living things!"

boom! ! !
The killer crocodile screamed loudly, and the wreckage deformed, twisted, and fell apart.

There was a shot, and Bane dodged the bullet, then turned his head.

His figure is as vigorous as a dolphin jumping out of the water, and his eyes are shining brightly in the white night where fantasy and reality are intertwined.

Ah...Of course, the Demon Lord has other subordinates.

(End of this chapter)