What bad intentions could Batman have?.

Bain had never felt such a strange feeling.

The other party only needs to look at him to understand what he means, and only needs to make a movement, and the other party can immediately respond accordingly.

This cooperation was like a soul mate, so weird that he almost went crazy.

They are not like a pair of enemies who were facing each other to the death a few days ago, but like a pair of twin brothers who have practiced countless times and cooperated with each other tacitly.

"What the hell, how could you..."

The monsters of the Black Decay are no match for them.

A large number of wood chips were opened, as easily as peeling off the fleshy ribs of a dragon fruit. He was already very weak and there was no way he could withstand the combined efforts of Bane and Batman.

The power of the rotten black still remains on Bane, it can neither corrode Bane, nor can it do anything to Batman who can turn into metal at any time.

Even dead things will lose the ability to resist after being dismembered.The body of Plant Master is already very broken, even if the three hunters of Rotten Black try to drive it as much as possible, but if this body is physically shattered...

The three hunters reluctantly commanded those under their control to rush forward and make a final resistance, but they could only continuously send crisis energy to Chen Tao.

Boom!

The black creation of decay fell. The plant master, who had been completely controlled by decay, collapsed on the ground, trembling non-stop. All kinds of rotten things came out of the fractures on his body that were punched hard by fists. Emerging, Bain panted and held on to the tree next to him. He continued to destroy the army and was manipulated. His body and strength had reached the limit.

Chen Tao spat at the rotten black lying on the ground twitching, then took out a large bottle of Lhasa Road spring water and poured it on him.

Accompanied by a sound like barbecue, the decaying black monster lay completely on the ground unable to move.

Poison Ivy regained her strength, and green plants gradually enveloped the plant master: "Jason cannot die, he is an important part of the greenness of all things——"

"I have no intention of killing him." Looking at Poison Ivy's slightly wary eyes, Chen Tao replied to Poison Ivy: "Control it."

Poison Ivy breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, after all, Jason is not a human... I am really worried that you will..."

Batman has killed countless talking plants she created in the past.

Chen Tao ignored her.

"Then..."

Bain jumped up before Chen Tao turned his head: "We will meet again, Bat, this time is definitely not the end of our meeting—"

Chen Tao shook his head.

He turned his attention to the Cheshire Cat and the others. The power of the blackness of decay faded away from them. They supported each other and stood up from the ground stupidly.

[Cheshire Cat's Mask: The cat never takes off its mask, even when facing the people she trusts most. His father forced her to marry a master of toxins, an act that directly led to the Cheshire Cat running away from home. But one day the cat will have to accept her fate. 】

【"My appearance brings me only tragedy."】

[Ventriloquist's Glasses: Arnold had never felt the warmth of the world until Batman came to him. 】

["Batman! My Lord God!"]

Their insignificant scratching attacks brought Chen Tao nearly 14 points of crisis energy and three more useless Batmans, but what Harley Quinn brought to Chen Tao made him have to pay attention. :

[Harley Quinn's Broken Baseball Bat]

[Introduction: The baseball bat in Harley Quinn's hand was modified from the broken wooden handle of the big wooden hammer that the Joker gave him, and was made by Poison Ivy herself. Although Ivy often objects to Harley keeping the Joker's things around, and always turns the baseball bat into a wooden snake to scare Harley, the bat is still Harley Quinn's favorite weapon.

The baseball bat was the last to break before Harley Quinn was corrupted by the power of the Corrupt Black. But extraordinary love cannot change the fate of destruction. Even the most twisted and loyal feelings in the world cannot get the slightest response from the cruel pale man. You might be able to use it to summon bats from a parallel universe...]

【mistake! mistake! 】

???

Chen Tao was surprised. This was the first time he had seen such a strange change in the Alfred Agreement.

[But, could the being who was summoned because of his twisted love for the Pale Man be some kind of Batman? 】

["No, my little pudding! He loves me, I believe he loves me, why? Why do you always think about Batman, I am the one who loves you most!"]

[Converted crisis energy units: 40]

[Crisis energy units you currently hold: 124]

【warn! Downloading targetable...]

【Laughing wildly...】

【mistake! mistake! 】

[Already targeted——]

【Joker】

[Danger level: D]

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The Iceberg Restaurant in Gotham City is the home base of the supervillain The Penguin.

It used to be Gotham's largest casino and alcohol smuggling center, but now only the smuggling business remains. After years of constant attacks from Batman, Penguin Oswald Cobblepot finally gave up on opening a casino business in his hometown.

It is now past nine o'clock in the evening, and the evil and cruel Penguin is eating his midnight snack: a piece of pink strawberry cake.

The Iceberg Restaurant is about to close, and the underworld tycoon who has worked hard to break the law all day needs a piece of strawberry cake to reward himself.

——However, he always eats this kind of sweets at night, so it’s no wonder that he grows short and fat, like an extra-large wrinkled fat penguin.

Penguin was a little distracted today.

The recent gang of lunatics who escaped from Arkham Asylum have almost destroyed Gotham's order - everyone has escaped.

The Joker, Scarecrow, Zass, Riddler, and Two-Face are just a bunch of demons dancing around. They have turned Gotham into a pot of porridge. Every day there are madmen fighting and terrorist attacks on the streets. Business either encounters the police or encounters accidents. It is simply useless. The law is done.

"Oh, they're all crazy." Thinking of this, Penguin let out a long sigh and poured himself a glass of milk. He didn't drink coffee. As a middle-aged man, he couldn't sleep if he drank too much caffeine.

There are one crazy person after another these days, and Bane, the new guy who recently came to Gotham, is also a lunatic. It is getting harder and harder for serious criminals like him to get along. Let's close it down early in the next two days and wait until Batman solves all the messy things.

The Penguin smacked his lips, his brain feeling a little empty under the nourishment of sugar.

Casinos and the arms business are always under attack. The old business is not easy to do, so we have to think of new ways to increase revenue and reduce expenditure...

Maybe he could invest in some Penguin-endorsed ice cream truck or taco joint? Then ask the young man with a loaded gun to guard the door. No one will dare to rob him, right?

Or you can go stock trading. I heard that something called Bitcoin is pretty good recently...?

But just as Penguin was enjoying a quiet moment eating cake and thinking about the next direction of his business, a young man stumbled into his office, with a look of horror on his face, and tripped on the bright carpet. A fall.

"No, boss! It's the clown! The clown is here!"

"!"

With a pop, the Penguin holding the cup took a sharp breath, and the milk spurted out directly from his hooked nose.