What bad intentions could Batman have?

Inside the Red Hood's secret base.

Bane sat in the main seat, and his two allies sat next to him.

He first operated the computer for a while:

"The plan has been going smoothly so far. Now every day, villains from the Superman and Batman series are signing up to participate in this gambling game. There are more and more free thugs, and each one is more obedient than the other, which is good. Although I have to admit that most of them are third-rate guys. Look at this."

He picked up a resume on the table:

"The King of Condiments, his record is that he once smeared Batman's face with chili sauce and used durian lemon sauce to make Robin vomit against the wall."

Bane tore the resume into pieces and threw it into the trash can under the table.

"But they have more people and are strong occasionally - Siwa, you should let Atomic Skull be the main attacker."

Bane put Atomic Skull's resume aside and continued: "In short, the odds of whether Superman will win or Batman will win have become famous in the dark world, which is good."

He operated for a while, and then the display in front of him showed the odds interface in the dark world:

Gambling: Criss-cross

Advantage: Superman 1:1.7

Disadvantage: Batman 1:50

"1:50?"

Bane said: "Stupid."

He turned his head and looked at the other two bored people.

"Shiva, and Red Hood."

"Let's plan a specific action plan."

Bane crossed his arms: "After all, we need to face Superman and Batman at the same time, so we must act cautiously."

"If you want to discuss the plan, I will not comment on it."

But Ms. Shiva folded her arms, leaned back, and leaned back on the chair:

"I will not participate in your plan discussion. I joined forces with you just to be able to fight the Kryptonians again. Don't forget that our battle has not yet been decided, Bane. So, no matter what plan you have, plan it out and tell me directly."

She stood up: "I am always looking forward to another head-on confrontation with the Kryptonians. And this time this confrontation will be much fairer. And, if there is nothing else, I will go back to continue training."

Bane did not speak, just let her stand up and walk towards the door.

Sure enough, when Shiva was about to leave, Jason stood up and blocked him: "Teacher Shiva, don't be so anxious..."

Jason sighed secretly.

In this small team of three, he has now completely become a lubricant.

Bane is used to the self-centered crime model where all criminals obey his orders, and he applies this model to Ms. Shiva, an opponent who is not much different from him, which often has a counter-effect in communication.

Jason guessed that Bane himself knew this, but he did not intend to change his style of doing things, so he could only make Red Hood suffer again.

After a long time of talking, Ms. Shiva finally sat back in her seat. Jason was afraid that the two of them would do something to compete with each other, so he immediately spoke first:

"I think before discussing how to deal with Batman and Superman, we should first consider how to deal with our teammates."

Bane, who was originally going to continue speaking, choked.

He swallowed the plan he was going to say, and then heard Jason continue:

"You know, although they are our teammates for now, if we win against Superman and Batman, they will immediately become competitors. We are afraid that we will have to counter each other."

Bane was a little doubtful about himself because of the Red Hood Jason's train of thought.

It's a little wrong, but it seems to make sense.

Bane began to analyze himself. He was busy thinking about giving Superman and Batman a hard blow, and he really ignored the hidden dangers of these free thugs.

The thinking direction of the young man Red Hood can just serve as a supplement to himself.

So he nodded and signaled Jason to continue.

"Their demands are different from ours, and they are very complex and outnumbered, so it's very easy for them to do bad things. They are very likely to compete with us for the right to deal with the defeated Superman and Batman, so I think we must anticipate the scenario of them clashing with us and take countermeasures in advance."

Red Hood waved his hand and said, "Even if the possibility of this happening is only 1%, we should treat it as 100%!"

Bane nodded repeatedly, thinking that what Red Hood said made a lot of sense.

Then the next second he saw Red Hood walk to the wall next to him and press the corner. A hidden storage space appeared there, and Jason began to take out props from the kitchen:

Red Hood explained: "After that time, I went to talk to Miss Leslie a few times. Oh, Leslie Willis is the real name of the live wire. She has the ability to turn into pure energy current to fly and attack with current, which can create a huge electric shock effect that even Superman can't resist."

"But after several in-depth exchanges, I found that her weakness is liquid."

Jason laboriously moved dozens of bottles of large grenades from the wall: "So, we need this."

Bane: "..."

"Rain curtain type liquid bomb, it can make the electrolyte solution inside spray out like scattered flowers. This kind of thing is much more powerful than water, and it will definitely make the live wires pay for it."

Jason moved quickly, and he put the last bomb on the table with a bang:

"I have now found out clearly that liquid will cause our beautiful Miss Electric Light to lose control of the current. Only about 500 ml of water is needed to make her control of the current have problems."

Jason explained:

"And the electrolyte solution is the liquid with the strongest conductivity at room temperature. It is formed by adding electrolyte solids to solvents, in which the electrolyte can dissociate into ions in the solution, so it has good conductivity."

He erected the grenade-like liquid bombs one by one:

"So, their effect will be stronger than pure water. According to my estimation, only 100 ml of electrolyte solution is needed to make the live wires collapse to the ground and roll their eyes."

"But to be on the safe side, there are at least 6 liters of electrolyte solution here to ensure that there will be no mistakes."

Bane looked at these liquid bombs that were obviously over-prepared in a daze.

So much liquid will be sprayed out at that time, are you sure it won't be fatal?

——Damn, what am I thinking? Bane shook his head.

I'm not a superhero, there is no iron rule of not killing, what does it have to do with me whether the live wire is dead or not?

He nodded numbly: "Well, very good."

Jason reported another sci-fi style gun from the storage room:

"Atomic Skull is a superhuman with radioactive nuclear energy. The powerful nuclear power gives him energy projection and strength and speed comparable to Superman, but this does not mean that he is invulnerable."

Jason said: "After meeting him in the tavern last time, I went out with him twice, invited him to lunch, and robbed nuclear power plants with him."

"Here is a mention, he went to the nuclear power plant not to rob money, but to rob energy."

Jason spread his hands: "We became good friends, and we have a good relationship, so I finally figured out his nature and made a plan against him."

"We can expose him to strong electromagnetic fields or electronic pulses to anger him and induce him to carry out large-scale energy projection."

"Then, clang!"

Bane saw the other party jumping up and down. He took out a half-body exoskeleton armor worn on the arm from the storage room, with two huge metal blocks connected to the back.

"Absorb his energy, and then blast it out. Let me put it in here, this kind of energy absorption is like water flowing from high to low, or like electric shock. Don't worry that the Atomic Skull will escape, because once his hand sticks, he can't pull it off before the energy is extracted!"

Bane numbly watched the other party show off one dangerous weapon after another that could blow up his good friend. After this experience, Bane deeply realized how unlucky it was to be good friends with the Red Hood.

"Oh, do you know Nanavi? Yes, that fish man, he also participated in this gambling. His name is King Shark, he is a super monster with demigod blood, I bet he can definitely fight Superman one or two moves." Red Hood said excitedly: "But his only weakness is that his brain is not very bright, so maybe we can use illusions... It doesn't need to be very realistic, nor does it need to be logical! People with normal brains can distinguish the truth from the falsehood of these illusions, even if they are deceived for a while, they will soon find out, but with King Shark's IQ, it is obvious that he can't figure this out..." "Rat Catcher... Do you know? He can control rats. I chatted with him for a while and found that his personality is also a depressed and frustrated sewer rat..." "His superpowers are very strong, but if we can use different infrasound waves to interfere with his control over rats..." At this time, looking at the Red Hood who was still there, Bane began to think about a very serious problem: Is there a possibility. The other party has also prepared a plan to deal with him? Bane thought about how he valued this young man during this period. They conducted experiments on improving venom together. He taught this young man his experience and they got along like friends. Bane had no expression on his face. It shouldn't be the case. He and Red Hood were different from those free thugs. They were real partners. Red Hood didn't need to be wary of him. Probably. ... ... "Jack Houston, nicknamed Snakeskin."

He walked forward and stood in front of the woman. The big black man made way for Blake to grab the woman's hair.

"Do you think we have checked you so thoroughly that we can still make the wrong person?"

Purple-blue beams shot out of Blake's eyes, which was a sign before his telekinesis was activated.

Cold Casting took a step back and let go of the woman.

"Snakeskin, I have already checked you out. You are a character with the ability to transform like Clayface, but your ability to transform is much worse than Clayface's. Not only can you not change your own DNA like him, you can't even change your fingerprints. You can only change other people's appearances."

Blake pinched the woman's delicate face and made a sound of "tsk tsk tsk": "It's so lifelike. No wonder you can cheat, rape and rob with this skill."

He pinched the other's palm: "But I've said it. You've exposed your feet."

The panic expression on the woman's face gradually disappeared.

She, or more precisely, he stood up and spat.

"Damn, what bad luck." He looked directly at Blake:

"What do you want me to do?"

The delicate face of the beautiful woman was destroyed like candle liquid, and his face began to deform like snakeskin crawling.

The towering breasts on her chest shrank back, and her tall figure sank a few centimeters.

Soon, the exquisite woman with blonde hair and big breasts just now turned into a middle-aged man with a sly look.

"I am Snake Skin, yes, you guessed it right, damn fingerprints, damn DNA, I just can't change these."

Snake Skin cursed: "What do you want me to do? Invade a military base or steal important documents? It can't be an assassination job, I never take this kind of job."

He said: "But you should also know my weaknesses, I just can't..."

"No, no, no..." But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Blake waving his hand.

"We are not asking you to do these uncreative tasks."

Blake floated up and smiled.

Snake Skin inexplicably felt that this smile was a bit malicious.

"And even if there is a task, we will not give it to you, a fraudster, drug dealer and rapist with a long record."

"We just want to borrow your body."

Blake's eyes glowed with green light.

"You..." Snakeskin didn't have time to speak, and the next second, he was knocked unconscious by the telekinesis condensed by Black.

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On the other side.

Jason the Red Hood said goodbye to Bane and the others and returned to his private hideout.

This place is not the same as the base he provided to Bane and the others. It is a secret base that belongs to him alone. It is one of the safe houses built by Batman in Metropolis. Out of the instinct of the Batman cub, Jason will never let himself stay with these villains without any defense.

But today, his safe house welcomed an uninvited guest.

Jason Todd pushed open the door, and then immediately saw a character he didn't expect to appear here on the sofa in the safe house:

Batman.