What bad intentions could Batman have?

Alfred sat in the Batplane.

Waiting time is often the most torturous. The old butler knew very well that with the intensity of his little Bruce's participation in the battle now, it was far beyond the level of his ability to help.

——This made Alfred miss the time when he had the opportunity to operate the Batplane to spray herbicides.

He poured himself a cup of coffee and turned his head to look at the screen.

Just now, he had witnessed his Bruce defeat the female Kryptonian and save the two men and women who broke into the battlefield. At this time, his Bruce should return to the Batplane and continue to observe the battlefield safely with him until Superman wins...

With a puff, Alfred sprayed out all the coffee he had just drunk.

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Where are the people?

He threw the coffee cup aside and rushed to the front of the display screen.

There was nothing on it. There was no trace of Chen Tao at all. There was only a messy street and the female Kryptonian Fiora who was lying on the ground, injured and unconscious.

"Penny calls Batman."

Alfred walked to the communication channel and tapped twice: "Can you hear me?"

No one responded, which made Alfred a little anxious.

He stood up suddenly and walked to the back cabin without hesitation. There was a kryptonite reactor power armor stored there. As long as he put it on, he could...

But he soon heard the Batcomputer informing him of Batman's return. He saw on the display that the other party was floating like Superman and returned to the plane directly from the parachute port under the Batplane.

This surprised the old butler.

He opened the door of the back cabin, then went down the steps, and then went down the ladder directly to the bottom floor, which served as a parachute platform and storage room.

Then he immediately saw the pair of pointed ears.

"Bruce, why don't you reply to me...Oh, God!"

Alfred saw that the face under his little Bruce's mask turned pale, full of various bumpy and ugly bumps, and he didn't look like a human at all. He held a piece of kryptonite removed from the short spear in his hand, and then crushed it into powder with a snap.

The kryptonite spears and knives that were originally stored here had been crushed into powder by his bare hands, and carefully placed in a lead box. Alfred looked at the chest of the kryptonite reactor power armor behind him. Oh, fortunately that thing was not dismantled, Bruce was still a little rational-

What a ghost!

Alfred saw his Bruce destroying his secret weapon there crazily, while destroying it, he sang foolishly:

"Baked gluten~baked gluten~my baked gluten~so exciting! Let you eat real lime! Different taste~"

Alfred didn't know how baked gluten was related to lime.

But no matter what, this is definitely not a normal behavior.

He couldn't help but said anxiously: "What are you doing, Master Bruce, you..."

Chen Tao, who was in a daze, turned his head and saw the anxious expression on Alfred's face, so he waved his hand:

"It's not a big problem, don't panic!"

-He originally wanted to say this, but Bizarro's words were the opposite of normal people, so as soon as he said it, it was automatically translated into the opposite by this Bizarro body:

"It's a big problem, there's no use panicking!"

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When Alfred heard it, it was bad, my little Bruce was completely crazy. He was speechless, worried and didn't know what to say.

Chen Tao also realized that he seemed to have said something in a sarcastic way, but at this time his brain was a mess because of Bizarro, twisted and happy, his thinking was off line and stupid, and he didn't care at all.

He stopped talking nonsense with Alfred, but directly operated the Batplane to open the parachute platform, carrying the small box of kryptonite powder, and took two kryptonite smoke bombs and a kryptonite dagger, then opened the parachute platform of the Batplane, and flew away with a whoosh.

Alfred was left alone in the Batplane in a daze.

He turned his head to look at the kryptonite power armor, on which the bat computer read: "Set, waiting for summons at any time."

On the other side.

"Huff huff huff..."

General Zod panted heavily. Although Kal-El did not understand fighting skills, his brute force exposed to the yellow sun for decades was amazing. Even an elite warrior like him could not defeat him in a short time.

But he and Eck joined forces and were able to suppress Kal steadily. Even if there was an occasional rebound, they could still be suppressed by them in the end.

Before knowing the specific location of the Codex of Life, he needed Kal-El to be alive.

He was like a patient hunter, besieging Clark bit by bit, wearing down the opponent's last bit of physical strength bit by bit, and finally calmly taking the crown of victory.

Clark's stench had less and less effect on him. Anyway, it was stinky, and he was used to it.

If nothing unexpected happened, the balance of the battle would soon...

Then General Zod heard a bang, and Chen Tao flew over crookedly, head down, and landed upside down like a superhero, and stuck his head into the asphalt road.

"Bizarro feels happy." (Angry)

Chen Tao couldn't help but speak in a sarcastic way, and then he looked up and saw General Zod, Big Eck, and Clark Kent stopped and stared at him blankly.

"What's going on?"

General Zod frowned. He had just seen the other party fall from the sky, but now he was unharmed.

And the way of flying was exactly the same as Kal-El's flying action.

The pale, twisted skin with high and low bumps, the cold and chaotic and ferocious eyes hidden under the mask, like a beast, undoubtedly announced to everyone that he was not human.

Such a strong enemy suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield, and this fight could not be fought for the time being.

Zod signaled his adjutant Big Eck with his eyes, so the loyal adjutant immediately stepped forward and asked:

"Are you also a Kryptonian?"

The weirdo with a bat mask did not answer him.

"You look like a compatriot."

Getting closer to the other party, Eck felt the biological position of the other party, and was somewhat certain of his and General Zod's judgment.

"When did you come to Earth? You're not like Carl..."

Poor Ek didn't realize what he was facing.

Then he pinched the hood and made a strange gesture similar to a sword-drawing slash.

"What are you doing?"

Ek took two steps forward.

Then, at a high speed close to supersonic speed, Chen Tao took out a handful of kryptonite powder from the lead box on his waist and raised his hand to throw it over.

Ek was caught off guard, but he still raised his hands and closed his eyes in time.

Don't worry too much, no matter what obscures the vision or poison, it will be blocked by his biological position...

Then he took a big mouthful of kryptonite powder head-on, because he just opened his mouth to speak, and the smoke coming at supersonic speed even poured directly into his mouth.

Ek let out a dying howl similar to that of a rooster, then covered his neck, his knees did not bend, and fell straight down like he had died suddenly, making a muffled bang on the ground.

General Zod:!

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Lex Luthor sat on the sofa in his old house, protected by a circle of light blue light waves, surrounded by holographic images of congressmen and other dignitaries.

“Immature parasites are a very dangerous life form.”

He said: “Due to their unstable life structure and energy properties, they will frantically pursue all energy. The larger and more brilliant the energy burst, the more these beasts will frantically rush up and suck it like hounds seeing meat.

He spread his hands: “And this absorption is at all costs. Even if they burst themselves, they will take a few more bites before they die.”

“According to my research, for these parasites, they are always in a state of intense hunger and will never be satisfied. In order to maintain this biological instinct, their brains-”

Luthor pointed to his bald head: “It dissolved at the moment of transformation. A creature that only needs to eat does not need a useless pendant like a brain. This is the inevitable result of the transformation of human flesh and blood into a pure energy creature. At present, there is no way to solve such a problem. "But this does not mean that these creatures will become harmless if there is no energy absorption." Luther said: "Energy is in every corner of our lives. As a medium-sized mammal, humans store a considerable amount of chemical energy." "And as the most common creatures on this planet, once the parasites are released, if they can't find an energy meal, they will definitely not mind finding a small piece of chemical energy to fill their stomachs." The congressmen and President Wilson were silent for a while. Then someone asked: "Do you mean that this group of parasites is essentially a group of man-eating monsters? "

Luther nodded: "Indeed, and for now, there is no way to solve this uncontrollable drawback. We are stuck in a bottleneck, unless..."

Luther deliberately paused here, and then an inexperienced congressman was immediately induced by him and subconsciously followed:

"Unless, if there are more experimental materials to carry out..."

The congressman stopped talking halfway, because everyone present knew what the so-called experimental materials were, and these things must not be put on the table and talked about publicly.

Luther has used countless living people to experiment with so many parasitic demons. The key is to cast a wide net, try and error more, and the bodies of dead experimental subjects can be piled up into a mountain.

It's already like this, and more experimental subjects?

Do you want to be unable to hold back the fire, be exposed, and cause demonstrations and riots across the country?

"So you studied for a long time, and only came up with a semi-finished product that can't be used in war at all?" A congressman immediately said sarcastically: "Then what's the use of you? "

Luther looked at him sideways, and secretly took note of him in his heart. Do you still think I'm a good guy?

I'll kill your whole family right away.jpg

Then he said:

"I rebuilt the kryptonite reactor powered armor for General Ryan, and solved the problem of not being able to use more small kryptonites when there are not enough large pieces of kryptonite, and upgraded the entire machine comprehensively. This mecha should be driven by Sergeant John Coburn under Ryan now." General Sam Ryan nodded and confirmed: "Yes, it is indeed much stronger than before." "And I also said it." Luther said: "I, Lex Luthor, am a true law-abiding citizen and will never release parasites that may harm innocent people." He had a righteous expression on his face, and a congressman sneered. Luther classified another death star on his forehead, and then continued: "I know you may not believe me." He looked at the circle of holographic images around him, and most people looked at him with suspicion. Luther continued:

"I admit that some of my methods in the early years may not be so formal, but now I will only do what I should do."

Luther said:

"Therefore, a few days ago, when I found that the development of the parasites had stagnated, I decisively transferred all the parasites to Mr. Ryan. Now they are all out of my control."

General Ryan said: "And I have placed these little monsters in the military base for layered protection, so there will be no mistakes."

Mr. Wilson nodded. He said: "Since everyone agrees that the danger of the parasites is too great and has not yet met the needs of war, let's put this matter aside for the time being."

He turned his head to Ryan and said: "Mr. Ryan, I hope Sergeant John can immediately drive the kryptonite power armor and let the aliens who are now wreaking havoc on our land have a taste of power. Can you do it?"

"Yes, Mr. Wilson!"

"...In the next meeting, let's discuss the follow-up response to the aliens, and the high-end technology that the other party may have... How to master and control the aliens..."

A few dozen minutes later.

Luther turned off the holographic image, lowered his head, hid half of his face in the shadow, turned his head and said to the back:

"Manchester Black. Did you hear what I told them? I asked you to be ready at any time."

"Of course, my dearest boss Lex." A voice came from the shadow behind his sofa. A purple-haired man sat on another sofa in Luther's old house, crossed his legs, and wore a shirt with the Union Jack.

"But to be honest, boss. You have already hired me, but you still maintain that shielding attitude in front of me. Isn't it a bit too much?"

"I don't want to be stupid enough to be deceived by the false illusions you weave in your mind." Luther said:

"Be prepared."

"Okay, okay." Blake saw that he was so serious and he had no choice but to lean back on the sofa: "So, when do you need me to work?"

"I have already handed all the parasites to Ryan."

Luther told him: "Now just wait."

He squinted his eyes, and his bald head flashed white light under the light: "Wait for things to develop in the direction I expect."