What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 89 Backstab
"Clown. That's not our plan."

Bain said:

"you……"

"Ahhhhhh—"

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the clown waving his hand.

He hummed softly, scowling like a wronged puppy.

"Plan, plan, plan, hmm. Always plan."

"Everybody has plans, everybody loves plans. Gosh, look at me."

He rubbed his hands on his pale face, then quickly patted it, showing Bain his smiling face:
"I'm a lunatic, a lunatic! Look at me, do I look like the kind of guy who's going to follow a plan?"

"You are the dog chasing the car." Chen Tao answered him, and he said the standard answer.

The many analysts before his time travel have analyzed the essence of the clown badly:

"Even if you do catch up, you don't know what to do with it. You're just... doing things for the sake of doing things."

Of course, Chen Tao is very clear that these deconstructions of the clown are essentially the result of the blind man feeling the elephant, and all the conclusions are just a glimpse of the leopard. No matter how he touches the elephant's legs and tail, it is just the tip of the elephant's iceberg.

Chen Tao warned himself in his heart.

These conclusions do not allow people to fully understand the clown, he is a disorderly pale person, even if he is as smart as Luthor, it is impossible to completely predict his trajectory.

Therefore, we must see each other and decide according to the situation.

"Oh~ sweetheart. You still know me."

The clown made a moved expression: "You are more caring and pleasant, unlike Bane, a brash guy—although you also always make plans."

He said:
"Hey, I've been annoyed by plans recently. The owl court has plans, the police have plans, even Bain has plans."

"You nasty schemers. You always hold your own little world in your hands."

"Well, but you know~"

He said briskly, "I'm not a conspirator—"

Then in the second half of his sentence, without any warning, his tone immediately turned into gloomy violence:
"I made those conspirators realize how pathetic and ridiculous their efforts to control everything are! Hahahahahahaha!"

He bent down laughing.

Soon, he straightened his body like a spring, and continued like a normal person:
"Oh, I'm sorry for my intrusion. I wish I could hold back the manic laughter, but he's really special...the way it echoes in your head."

"Joker. I've heard enough of your useless nonsense."

Bane said, "Where's that nuke I gave you? You should have fired him up, you pale buffoon. But you ruined everything. You did something stupid, buffoon. Well below your villain level."

"We could have completely crushed Batman."

He concluded: "This is a betrayal. I expected more from you."

"You expected—something from me?"

The clown said, "No offense intended."

The smile faded from his face in an instant: "You deserve it too?"

Bane pressed the button on the back of his hand, and the venom behind him began to pour into his body again:
"Batman, I'm sorry, but maybe I have to clear up an unexpected situation before we start our final duel."

He even apologized to me, he really, I cried to death.

Chen Tao felt that he had suddenly become a gift to be contested, which felt too weird.

He squatted beside him quietly observing the development of the situation, and at the same time, through the communicator in his hand, he silently gave orders to the many people outside:

Always be ready to intercept a possible nuke launch!
"I've never taken a fancy to you, clown, hahahaha..."

Bain said: "Do you think I will have no defense against your betrayal? Hahahaha!"

"But I originally thought that you could at least help me attract some of Batman's attention—Puff! Hahahahahahahaha!"

"what happened?"

Bane covered his mouth, and he was starting to see something was wrong.

"How come, I clearly guessed that you would use the titan venom I used to strengthen myself with laughing gas, so I specially guarded against it hahahahaha!

...Precautions, and make sure that the venom I poured into the bottle is pure, how could you ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! "

He couldn't control his wild laughter: "I have carefully checked every glass of water and every edible thing that you have handled. I have never eaten them. There is no way you have the opportunity to treat me—"

"Enough, stop laughing!"

But Bane couldn't do anything about the maniacal laughter he couldn't control.

"I'm going to kill you. Pfft, ho ho ho..."

Bane said, "I'm going to kill you. I'm going to cut your brains open and make sure every nerve burns in endless pain and suffering, make sure you never go into shock—ahahahahaha!"

"Oh, I'm so scared I'm going to hide in my little boots. Hold on, Bane. Maybe you can imagine something really scary, hehehehe..."

The clown reveals the answer: "It's the air. Remember that time you came to me? That ridiculous little pre-war plot? You came to me to tell me about your stomachache-laughing 'plans'?"

"Impossible." Bane said: "I am proficient in pharmacy hehehe... I understand the composition of medicines. Even if you can concoct a poison gas with a delayed effect, it is absolutely impossible to accurately control the physical condition of each individual .”

He said: "It stands to reason that the stronger the individual, the longer the onset time of the drug will be, hahaha! For example... If you really prepared a delayed poison gas, the soldiers who are in the same room with you should definitely be more effective than me. Go first, unless the gas is..."

"That's right, smart Bane!" The clown laughed:
"It seems that you have also realized that I have designed a brand new formula for you! Do you know? It is the love and care in the clown gift bag that will make you a repeat customer! Of course, the premise is that you can still live Over tonight."

"Jesus, Bane. I'm a buffoon, and I know you. We've been together for so long, haven't we? We've been through thick and thin."

The clown squatted in front of Bane.The other party grinned from the corners of his mouth to his ears, and covered his stomach on the ground.

"You may be wary of me, you may never trust me in the first place, but you will always be Bane. How boring, how predictable you are, how you try the same thing over and over again. How funny.

Do you really think you are pursuing something meaningful? "

"You've tried all kinds of tricks, you've tried all kinds of tricks, but in the end it's the same old tricks that the Romans and Maloney did, Bane.

Defeat Batman, rule the city, build your own underworld empire, threaten heroes with hostages...it's so predictable, it takes the humor out of it. "

(End of this chapter)