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Chapter 55 Batman Returns

"You're not Batman."

Bane's thick and powerful hands grabbed Dick's throat and slammed him into the water.

"I have fought against him many times, and I know him well." Bane said in his deep and hoarse voice, "His fighting style is completely different. He rarely let his feet off the ground in battle, he is a calm, thick and terrifying opponent, and you talk too much."

Dick struggled violently, but he couldn't shake Bain's hilly body at all, and the bubbles mixed with blood were floating up underwater.

"You are a loser." Bane raised Dick, who was already powerless to resist, over his head, "Maybe you think you are qualified, but you are not worthy of this cloak!"

With a slight cracking sound, a black dart whirled and hit Bain's back, and the red indicator light flickered like a firefly under the night.

"boom!"

After a pause of about a second, the dart turned into dazzling sparks behind Bane, exploding like fireworks.The violent impact knocked Bane down, and the tongues of fire scattered like shooting stars, and extinguished on the icy water.

But it still didn't hurt Bane.If it was in the past, this kind of impact should be enough to destroy the tube behind him to maintain the strengthening of the body, but he seems to have strengthened the tube and replaced it with a metal material, and this explosion failed to destroy it.

Bain turned his head, and suddenly saw the man standing by the water in a black suit, wearing sunglasses, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth. He was the guy sent by the organization to assist in supervising his work.

"Match Malone?" Bane frowned, "What? Are you going to choose the most inappropriate time to kill me as a leader? If so, then you are even more stupid than I thought."

Ma Long spat out the matchstick in his mouth and smiled slightly.

"madness."

Bain snorted coldly, his body suddenly pulled up, and he jumped towards the direction where Ma Long was, dragging a splash of water.

Seeing the latter flying back unhurriedly, Bane's feet slammed into a huge pit where he was standing just now, smoke and dust were everywhere, and stone chips were flying.

"I can crush you with just one hand, you brat who can't control himself!"

Bain roared, and punched Malone's sunglasses with a punch. The violent punch was buzzing, and this punch was enough to blow anyone's head to pieces.

Malone stepped sideways, slid low from his cannonball fist, and dodged behind Bane.Bane's powerful punch split a boulder like a bolt of lightning.

When Bain turned his head, he saw Ma Long flying his foot straight towards his cheek, and the leather shoe kicked hard on his face.

Baine groaned in a low voice, and staggered a step back, but his movements were not slow.He shot like lightning, slapped Ma Long's chest fiercely, pressed his waist and abdomen, and slammed him against the stone wall on one side.

"I don't know who you are, Match Malone." Bain raised his other fist high and pointed it at Malone's forehead, "But if you dare to play tricks in front of Bain, you have to pay the corresponding price! No one Can play tricks in front of me! No one!"

"Then I guess I'm the 'nobody.'"

Ma Long's face remained unchanged, and his voice remained calm.Before Bane's fist fell, Marlon swung his arm, and a small bottle smashed open in Bane's face.The glass shattered, and some kind of liquid splashed out, accompanied by harsh sounds and dazzling white light.

Baine screamed "ah", and couldn't help letting go.The lower half of his mask was blown to pieces, the fracture seemed to be scorched, and thick smoke billowed from his exposed chin.

"It's just a little irritating chemical, but it's just a little more violent reaction." Malone said lightly, and took out another delicate small test tube from nowhere, which was filled with a light green liquid.

Bain suffocated for a while, and his brain fainted for a while.But his willpower was truly astonishing, he squeezed his fists tightly again while suppressing the pain, and stared at Malone with wide eyes.

"It's you!" He yelled in amazement and a little fear, the beast-like King Baine who fears nothing, unexpectedly has the only thing to be afraid of.

"Yes, it's me." Malone said calmly, "It's always been me."

"You have penetrated into our interior. We have always thought that we were designing and preparing traps for you, but you have mastered all our movements from the very beginning!"

Bane roared, and punched again, but this was more like the last struggle of a tiger in peace, with both strength and speed not as good as before.

Malone dodged sideways, stabbing Bain's throat with a sharp palm.The throat was hit, and Baine couldn't help opening his mouth with an "ah!" Malone took off the stopper of the test tube with his thumb, and threw the tube of green potion into his open mouth with a flick of his hand.

"what!"

Bane roared furiously, his body twitching uncontrollably.He knelt down in the ditch, choked his throat with both hands desperately, vomited green venom from his mouth, splashed on the surface of the water and "sizzled" white smoke rose.

"Batman!" Bane yelled, "I don't understand! Why can't I always beat you!?"

Malone—or the real Batman, looked at him struggling coldly, and said, "I've been lurking beside you for so long not doing nothing. I know your new venom is based on promoting the primordial star cactus, I found its original sample, extracted its juice, and completed the antidote long ago. I wonder why you lost? Because you were in my grasp from the beginning to the end."

Bane passed out completely, Dick came forward dragging an arm, Bruce glanced back and asked, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay, it's just a dislocated arm, it's not a big problem." Dick paused, and said, "Although it's uncomfortable for you to play and disappear like this, I have to say that this time I'm really happy to see you." Until you come back. Clayface says you're dead."

"That's what they think." Bruce said, "More than half a month ago, a special killer came to Gotham to kill Bruce Wayne. The position of president of Wayne Enterprises."

"That's why you decided to pretend to be dead."

"Almost." Bruce took off his sunglasses and fake beard. "Match Malone is my undercover identity in the Gotham gang. Those people want to recruit a particularly talented criminal who knows Gotham like the back of his hand."

"I guess it's as easy as drinking water for you to play a role like that. So you infiltrate them, and what do you find? Who are they?"

"That's the problem, Dick." Bruce said seriously, "I don't know. They only use holographic projections to participate in any meetings, and the images are very blurry. I can't confirm the identity of any high-level. But I can be sure Unfortunately, we are dealing with a very large

"Wait, it's Alfred, there's news." Dick pressed the earphone in the bat helmet, frowning, "I'll connect you to this line."

"Alfred?"

"Master?" Alfred was a little surprised, "You're back, sir?"

"Almost, the situation is a bit complicated, and I will explain it slowly when I go back. What's wrong?"

"It's Arkham, sir." Alfred said, "Suddenly a very powerful energy was detected in Arkham. According to the characteristics of the readings, it should be magic."

(End of this chapter)