The correct way to attack the villain

"Boss, there is a black armored vehicle approaching us quickly, and it will catch up with us in 10 minutes!"

On the flank of the Scarecrow Flying Team, the pilot stared blankly at the simulated satellite image, and narrated a sufficiently frightening fact.

The officer who received the report rushed to the cockpit immediately: "What's going on? Isn't the passage below already blocked by poison gas?"

"Yes, the underground passage is blocked by poisonous gas, but..." the driver frantically operated the joystick, "the upper passage is still there!"

The team leader forced himself to be calm and said: "It's okay, there are Heavenly Father's mechas guarding our periphery—"

As soon as the voice fell, the pioneer's prototype Heavenly Father Mecha was instantly cut off the signal connector, and after losing the remote command, this big guy who could smash the Life Insurance Building with a single punch completely collapsed on the roof of the building, turning into a pile of Scrap iron.

"what happened?!"

The pilot tried to regain control of Heavenly Father, but after a while, he decisively left the console with both hands: "The core power source of Heavenly Father's mech has been artificially shut down!"

"They have the core control code of Heavenly Father's mecha!"

The team leader's face immediately turned livid, and then turned pale again.

The situation happened so suddenly that everything had already deviated from the expected and tracked track. The team leader didn't even have time to think about the cause and effect of this incident. Immediately afterwards, there was an engine roar that seemed to come from hell.

And that strange voice that everyone in Gotham is familiar with.

"I swear, we will definitely form the most laughable combination, and everyone who sees us will definitely say-"

"Joker?! Why is he messing with Batman?!"

The hard metal wall of the sailing ship was completely smashed, and the searchlight of the bat winch dazzled everyone's eyes, after seeing who was sitting in the winch.

Team Captain: "Joker?! Why did he get involved with Batman?!"

"Oh." The clown whistled, "It's really cooperative."

After speaking, he glanced at Batman in the driver's seat next to him, and then narrowed his eyes: "Of course——"

The bat-winch's riot gun slammed, overturning all the members of the patrol squad in an instant, and countless shattered gun parts fell to the ground with a crisp sound. After the surroundings became quiet again, the clown jumped out of the Batman winch He got out, turned around, and looked through the winch glass at Batman, who was still sitting in the winch.

The corners of Eredar's mouth immediately revealed that creepy signature smile: "——It's because of love."

"Otherwise, could it be because of a dog leash called 'I put a broken rope on my daughter for fear of getting lost in the mall'?"

The man turned off the winch and came to the eredar, jaws still tight, but the eredar could tell that some old guy seemed to be in a good mood, at least for now.

Because he looked at Eredar, and rarely replied a sentence that had nothing to do with the mission.

"So are you my dog ​​or my daughter?"

After finishing speaking, he lifted his footsteps first, and the chain connected to his wrist rubbed against the ground, making a dull metallic sound.

The liquid metal iron chain on the bat's claw hook is expensive and rare. What's important is that the other end, which was used to fly over the eaves and walls to wrap around various buildings, is now tightly wrapped around Eredar's waist.

They use special locks, the same style as Penguin, and they are no strangers to each other.

Eredar: "..."

The captain, who was rarely deflated after seeing the sarcastic person wrapping himself in, said, "You must be out of your mind, captain."

To deal with clowns, sometimes any method is not as effective as simple and rude. Bruce regrets that he only understands this truth now. This is probably the best example that all strategies will eventually surrender in front of strength.

Behind him is a clown who is so deflated that his mouth is almost frozen in laughter, but he still has to obediently follow behind him. This is something that can make everyone feel good.

"If it was Director Gordon, he might wish to fly a kite on the clown and tell Gotham to celebrate." This is how Ah Fu described it.

Gotham, 21:[-] p.m., the third hour after the gas spread.

"Gentlemen, if you haven't squeezed into the bus leaving Gotham, I regret to tell you that what you miss will be the last bus in your life."

"Today is a great day that is destined to go down in history. Gotham will be blown to pieces and the entire East Coast of the United States will be handed over to me, the Scarecrow."

"And here, it will become a wasteland of nightmares, a symbol of Batman's failure, and a grave for your death and fear!"

On the edge of the Research Institute of the Scarecrow Heavy Aircraft Carrier Center, the Scarecrow sat in a huge empty space, and delivered his impassioned ambition statement to an old-fashioned broadcaster.

The institute's transparent metal glass was surrounded by a barbed wire fence. The Joker and Batman stepped on the unconscious guards and watched the scarecrow's dancing performance in silence.

"If he turns around at this time and finds that there are still two people standing behind him, he will be very embarrassed." Eredar smiled maliciously, and his breath sprayed on the glass, turning into a white mist.

He did not know where he took out his eagle-headed scepter and knocked on the ground: "Sir, I have already solved the biggest trouble for you along the way, I hope you can abide by your agreement, so that at least we will meet again next time." When you meet, you can sit down calmly and slash each other twice."

After speaking, the eredar took a deep breath, shattered the soundproof metal glass with armed fire again, and shouted.

"Hey Scarecrow, here comes a guest!"

The unsuspecting scarecrow turned his head abruptly. When he saw the two people standing outside the tempered glass, especially the clown, his lost face, which seemed to be soaked in rotten water, immediately became distorted.

According to Eredar's father Jack, the scarecrow is the only friend of the old clown in Gotham, and according to the old clown's speaking habits, their relationship is probably so good that they wish each other would die.

Like now.

Eredar looked at the muzzle of the bazooka aimed at his black hole, and raised his eyebrows.

"You know, there was a very popular movie recently that taught me how to block RPG rockets with barbed wire, so the correct way for us now is to find a piece of barbed wire first, and then—"

Then the man stepped in front of the scarecrow, and punched the scarecrow on the jaw at a speed that almost surpassed the limit of human beings. Taking advantage of the few seconds when the other party was dizzy, he pulled the barbed wire behind him around the scarecrow's neck, and tied him tightly. The entire barbed wire fence.

Eredar snapped his fingers: "Look, knowledge points, another solution to a problem, Bangya."

The force value is low, and vigilance is poor. Apart from a bunch of strange potions and certain achievements in the field of chemistry, Eredar can hardly find any other advantages in this villain.

If I had to find one or two, it would be——

This is probably the villain who confessed the most readily in the entire Gotham.

"You think you've won, Batman?"

The scarecrow gave out a sharp and strange grin, which gave Eredar the illusion of being robbed at home, and laughed sinisterly, implying something similar to "I still have a backup, you better not touch me, or I will I will take you to be buried with me" after the message.

Fiercely, he raised his hands.

Can't be more standard surrender posture, but the tone is still so domineering: "Let me go, I will give you the recovery medicine of the genetic degeneration liquid."

The man's voice was low: "You are not qualified to negotiate terms."

The scarecrow tied up like a worm was casually thrown into the trunk of the winch, and then, Eredar successfully took out the bottle of recovery solution from the scarecrow medicine storehouse and threw it to Batman.

Such a big event that caused a sensation in Gotham and caused the collective migration of millions of people now seems to be coming to an end except for some finishing work, if Otto is not involved in it.

However, the eredar weren't in the mood right now to guess what the eccentric alien was up to.

Before the bat winch, he clapped his hands twice.

"Perfect ending, for every bad thing started by the Scarecrow, he's always so loud and quiet, so—"

Eredar felt the chain all the way to Batman's side, and finally stopped on the batclaw launcher on the wrist of his glove: "Can you let go? I know my way home, sir."

The answer to the eredar was the voice opposite the Arkham special communicator in the bat winch.

"There are two empty slots in Arkham's now-restored cell, batman."