What bad intentions could Batman have?

"Hiss..."

Bane took a breath.

With a bang, he threw the oblivious Superman to the ground. Clark was thrown straight to the ground like a piece of iron, and then sat up with an innocent look on his face.

"Ah...hiss!"

Bane gasped in pain.

"That's not how you fight." He heard Dr. Phosphorus say sarcastically, "I've said it before, we're fighting Superman."

The Scarecrow saw Superman floating from the ground, and his heart was beating wildly: "Damn it!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Bane roared deafeningly.

He pressed the button on his arm, and in the next few seconds, high-powered venom was injected into his body like it was free, so that half of his body suddenly grew into a small tree, and the other half became a zombie.

Huge power filled Bane's body: "Whether you are Superman or Batman--"

He suddenly contracted the muscles on his back, and then the vision of decay and plant growth gradually disappeared, but became more hidden and more dangerous.

Bane injected more venom into his body again. Under the effect of amber gold, a large number of torn tendons and muscles were re-entwined and intertwined, lifting his body, making his muscles swell like an inflatable ball. In just a few dozen seconds, he swelled into a small monster with a height of nearly 4 meters.

"Roar!"

If at the cost of giving up reason, the maximum venom power that Bane can control is 120 tons. After being strengthened by the three powers in his body, this number has become 360.

In other words, his power--

Squeak~

Like a sound of leaking air, Superman grabbed Bane's fist, and his towering muscles had already appeared in the stacking of structures beyond the human physiological range.

--But such a huge force in front of Superman is just like an ordinary person being hit by a mouse.

Superman punched down, and the towering muscles were flattened like balloons. So many thick muscles, like balloons sold on the roadside, were dented by Superman's fist.

"Ah, oh."

Dr. Phosphorus, with a green flame burning on his head, said: "This is trouble."

"Damn it, I knew Bane was unreliable." The woman bat's hair all exploded: "Kryptonite, we need kryptonite!"

Scarecrow quickly took out a few pieces of kryptonite he had prepared in advance from his bag, cursing as he took them out: "Damn it, idiot Bane, fortunately I didn't completely trust him, and secretly asked Red Hood for a little more."

"It's a big help." Killer Moth quickly hid behind Scarecrow: "With kryptonite, we can..."

But he soon froze.

Because he thought of a problem.

Scarecrow also thought of this problem:

Blockbuster They used kryptonite but defeated Superman's men in front of them. If... this Superman is really not afraid of kryptonite at all as he said - then, what should they do?

"Let's retreat first, Gotham's many villains." Scarecrow said. Once Bane had a problem, Scarecrow immediately became the backbone of the remaining Gotham villains. He immediately whispered to himself, and happened to let the other villains standing next to him repeat it: "When we have a way to deal with Superman, we will come back!" "That's right, Klein. You know," Dr. Phosphorus said immediately: "There is a saying that 'it's not advisable to stay here for long'. While Superman is dealing with Bane, we have to hurry-" Then the next second, the villain with a skull saw Superman holding Bane's collar and hitting his face again and again, and suddenly turned his head in a very terrifying posture: "Actually, I am Batman." ? The Gotham villains present looked at each other. I was crazy to argue with you, a madman, who you are. They immediately wanted to scatter, and then turned their heads and saw Superman holding Bane appeared behind them. "I'm really Batman."

"Yes, you are Batman." The Gotham villains didn't want to argue with him at all, they just wanted to escape.

"Why don't you believe me? I'm telling you the truth sincerely."

Superman sighed, then reached out and wiped his face, and in a flash, his head turned into a pointed bat head!

The Gotham villains' eyes widened at once!

"Damn it! Bat!"

He flashed in front of Killer Moth: "I am really Batman, you have to believe me."

"You..."

Then Killer Moth saw the other party sigh: "I just made up that Kryptonians are not afraid of kryptonite. How could such a thing be possible? Everyone knows that kryptonite is Superman's only weakness."

He saw the other party stretch out his hand, and black quicksand condensed on it: "I am indeed Batman. Superman and I exchanged secret identities just to deal with the current situation and conduct tactical deception on Bane."

"He took out the kryptonite that was specifically used to deal with Superman to deal with me, so he was defeated so badly."

The Gotham villains stared blankly at Batman who was explaining there.

The other party seemed to be saying something that made sense.

"This whole thing is weird." Dr. Phosphorus shouted, "In theory, this is indeed a trick that Batman would play, fraud or something." He said, "But this is not Batman! Batman never explains!" "You are really not Batman, you are Superman!" Bane, who was beaten and swollen, made a whimpering sound, and the blood from his nasal cavity poured into his trachea, causing him to cough uncontrollably: "It's really a ghost!" Clark was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand and wiped his face. In a flash, the face with a bat mask and a butt chin turned into the appearance of Wonder Woman Diana Prince. "No, I am Wonder Woman. Do you know me? I have been doing justice in Boston recently. I am a man from the Amazon-" "Who would believe it!!!!" The Gotham villains could no longer believe what they saw with their own eyes. They tried to scatter again, and soon they were all caught up by Superman again, one punch after another. "This is not fair! This is not fair!"

Dr. Phosphorus condensed a huge energy wave with his hands, and the majestic energy hit the body of Superman Clark, but the biological force field protected him and the mud attached to him. Clark took a bath in the nuclear radiation shock wave and easily knocked Mr. Skeleton to the ground with one punch.

"Even if it's Superman, can he... can he..." Bane actually stood up from the ground staggeringly. He raised his fist, and Clark didn't move at all. He just watched him walk in front of him like a drunkard, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Clark pulled out the tube on his head and clapped his hands.

He looked in the direction of Batman.

Things should be over, right?

Clark touched his chin.

But to be honest, not only Bane, but also he was very curious-where did Blake go?

However, the next second, Clark's face changed suddenly.

In his mind, Blake's call and the scream of a woman dying rang.

"Louis!"

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...

Chen Tao looked at the person in front of him with a gloomy look.

He was on his way to Superman's battlefield, but the person who blocked his way was beyond his expectations.

"Lex Luthor."

The drifting black sand condensed from Chen Tao's body, and the face of a bald man was reflected in Chen Tao's pupils.

"You don't look like someone who would interfere in such things. What I mean is... whether it is Bane or Black, they should not be qualified to trouble you."

Luthor didn't say anything, he just watched Batman analyze his behavior pattern quietly.

"Then there is only one possibility. Everything is you behind the scenes."

He heard Batman's sarcasm: "It's really a very Lex Luthor-style result."

Luthor laughed.

"Don't pretend to be surprised, Bat." He manipulated the huge mecha and took out several round bombs the size of a human head from his arms: "Well done, Batman, brain pulse bomb, a weapon that can shut down brain wave activity. I just invented it less than three months ago, but you dialyzed it completely in just 5 minutes, and then used nanorobots to turn it into a pile of scrap metal." Luther threw the bomb on the ground: "A dangerous character like you can't figure out what I did?" "I'm not an omniscient and omnipotent god, Luther, and I never claim to be a god like you. But the only thing I know is that if you dare to do something too much..." "No need to threaten." Luther chuckled, he turned on the monitor on his arm, which showed a cage that seemed to be somewhere, and "Louis Lane" was sitting on it bored. "Let me see..." Luther pressed on his arm, and the next second the so-called Louis was drenched by the spray from the sky in the cell, revealing his true body in mud. "What the hell. Although I expected it, I caught a mud face. It's bad luck."

"That's right." Chen Tao said to him: "You didn't catch Louis - don't think I will check Louis's location now, and I'm stupid enough to show you the way. Luther, what do you want to do?"

But Luther didn't respond to Batman's words. He seemed a little weird.

"You know? That alien regards life above all else, but that alien can't see life in hope."

Luther stretched out his hands, and his mecha also stretched out his dark green palms with him.

"Hope is a wish, a light brighter than any star, guiding the way for all mankind."

"Hope is a refusal to believe in the inevitable, a hand raised to the sky, because of hope, we become human."

"I didn't expect you were a poet."

Luthor ignored it, he continued:

"When reality is about to destroy us, we reach out to our inner selves and create hope, which is the best gift we can give to each other - although it may only lay a foundation for a house of cards, but even through the ashes, we still have tomorrow."

"But Superman is different. Bat, you know. When I stare at Superman, I see the end of humanity. The end of our potential, the end of what we can achieve, the end of our dreams."

"Enough of your nonsense, Luther. I'll ask you again. What did you do?" Chen Tao asked him in a deep voice.

"What did you do?!"

"Batman, I have studied how to deal with you countless times. Bane revealed to me a booklet you once gave him, which gave me countless inspirations. Blake, Bane, that ridiculous bet, countless villains, too many things distracted your attention, lowered your judgment, made you unable to see the truth, and made you ignore the most important issues."

"You didn't get Louis, and you didn't get Martha." Luther heard Batman tell him: "You don't have a single card in your hand."

"Yeah, damn, it's all Clayface." Luther muttered.

"I'm really fed up. But the problem is, Batman... why do you always think that you are the only one who can play a hat trick?"

Facing Batman's eyes, Luther revealed his purpose.

"I'm going to prove to you that Superman can't be trusted."

Luthor announced: "He's not human. You should know that... You must first stabilize the country before you can fight against foreign enemies. We should never trust him. I'm going to prove it to you."

He said:

"I found a villain called Snakeskin. He will pretend to be Louis's death, and Black and his psychic abilities, as well as the trace amounts of kryptonite I mixed in the air, will ensure that Superman really thinks that everything is real."

"So let's make a bet, Batman."

A holographic projection lit up from the bottom of Luthor's feet, projecting an image of a room.

Louis's body, and Black sitting there smoking.

"Superman will lose control. He will tear off his hypocritical mask, and then..."

"Enough, Luthor. You stupid pig." Luthor heard Batman curse.

The other party was not someone who would curse such a swear word, which made Luthor feel good.

"You want to drive Superman crazy? You won't succeed. I've made all the preparations for this situation. Fake is fake after all. As long as Clark finds out that the person he loves is not dead, he will never go crazy."

"But you can never trust Superman again, right?"

Luthor asked him back: "I just want to prove to you that Superman is not indestructible. I just want to plant a seed of doubt between you. To be honest, Batman, your trust in Superman makes me sick."

Luthor sneered:

"Seriously, Batman, why don't you let Superman wear a maid costume and change your diapers?"

"Yeah, no Wrong, Batman knows everything, but you are always defenseless against Superman. You let Superman protect everything for you and replace everything for you. Why don't you just let Superman live for you? ! ”

Luthor's voice gradually became louder: "You too, those stupid people too, the media too, and even the officials too. Do you regard Superman as the hope of tomorrow?"

"No, you regard him as your babysitter! A free babysitter!"

"Then let yourself degenerate and become a nobody!"

"The bad guys are coming, ah, Superman babysitter, come and save me! You never think of relying on yourself!"

Luthor exhaled.

"This is a very, very dangerous problem. Even more dangerous than Brainiac. And today I will completely break your trust in this nanny and teach you how terrible it is when your nanny is angry!"

"I will completely destroy your untimely trust in Superman and reveal to you the nature of this alien hypocrite!"

"Then you will know, never believe--"

Then he saw Batman took out a dual-purpose injection gun: "A synthetic agent that can make Superman obedient, rich in kryptonite, it can turn Superman into a dog that can only howl on the ground in a few minutes."

Wow!

Then Luthor saw Batman constantly pulling out various kryptonite weapons from his cape and belt, like a hamster diligently pouring out its food: "Kryptonite spear, kryptonite knife, kryptonite bullet..."

"And super potion... um. You don't need to know the details, you just need to know that I can smash Superman after I use this."

Luthor just stared blankly at Batman constantly pulling out various weapons to murder his teammates, and then concluded: "In short, I actually never believed in Superman, but it doesn't matter."

He put all the things away, and then said to the holographic image suspended in the air: "Do you think Superman is easy to turn evil?"

He heard Batman say: "Let's wait and see. But do you want to know what I think?"

Chen Tao's voice was low.

"I said Superman would never go on a killing spree because of Louis's death."

"I said Superman is definitely not the alien monster you imagined."

"Because he is Superman...our Superman."

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