What bad intentions could Batman have?

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Heavy heartbeats.

Even without super hearing, Lois Lane could hear everyone's heavy heartbeats.

The robber's hand holding the gun was shaking. But no one heard the gunshot, no one.

"You... you can trust him, he's Superman. My name is Bob, what about you?" the hostage with glasses whispered.

The madness in the robber's eyes gradually faded.

"I..."

"My name is Mickey."

He let go of the hostage, and the hostage with glasses, Bob, immediately turned around and ran, while the police rushed up and took the hostage away.

"I'm sorry." The robber Mickey said.

"It's okay, Mickey." He heard Superman say.

Then he saw the hand that Superman stretched out to him.

He handed over the gun in his hand, and then squatted down skillfully with his hands on his head...

It's always like this.

In his first half of life, robbery, crime, arrest, jail, spitting, he was used to these, he had no choice.

He could even feel the cold temperature of the shackles that had not yet been placed on his wrists. He knew that this would not be the last time he felt this coldness. He was used to it. He had been used to it for a long time.

He met Superman. Today was his bad luck.

He accepted it. He had accepted it a long time ago.

But... he saw Superman throw the gun to the police.

The big man in red and blue stretched out his hand in front of him again.

"What are you doing, Superman?" The robber Mickey continued to hold his head and asked.

He saw the hostage Bob surrounded by the police, looking at him with horror.

He saw the police staring at him coldly. That was the look they gave to criminals. He knew it very well.

So the robber Mickey asked, "Superman, what are you doing?"

Then he saw the other party scratching his head, with a silly smile on his face like a fool.

"I don't know... uh... I mean. Want to shake hands?"

"I... can I?"

"Of course!"

He felt his hand being held by Superman, and Robber Mickey blinked. He originally thought that for a man of steel like Superman, his hands should be as cold as steel.

But the truth is not as he imagined, right?

"Come on, Mickey! Come on!"

He heard the other party say: "There is always a choice." Robber Mickey suddenly felt a little sad.

"Okay."

Robber Mickey, no, Mickey said: "Thank you."

Then Mickey was pinned down, but this time when the handcuffs were put on his wrists, only this time, he actually... didn't feel cold.

"--He might shoot you."

"It's possible, but he didn't."

Clark and Lois squatted in the alley, and there were police running around everywhere outside.

"But it is possible."

"Do you think I will only stand in front of the gun when I am invulnerable?"

Louis felt a little sour: "But everything you do is risky."

"But what choice do I have, Louis?"

"No." Louis said angrily: "There is always a choice."

Clark laughed.

"Yes, there is always a choice."

But Louis knew that he was talking about something completely different from himself.

"Oh, come on, Clark, you... woo woo woo..."

Louis couldn't continue, because Clark held his girlfriend's face and blocked Louis's words with a deep kiss. They kissed for 1 minute and 42 seconds.

"Woo...bo! God, Clark! I thought you were only so good at it when you had a body of steel-"

Louis pushed Clark's face away with all his strength:

"No, spare me." She said: "Be careful not to be seen."

Then Louis paused.

"Your uniform looks good. Maybe we should play together in uniforms next time."

She raised her eyebrows and said: "You know, private games."

Baji. The sudden noise not far away startled the couple. They turned their heads and saw that Jimmy Olsen, the exclusive photographer of Louis and Clark, had dropped his camera on the ground with a clack. He stood not far from the alley with his mouth open, looking at the two of them.

"Oh, I forgot that I no longer have super hearing." Clark whispered.

"Hey, Jimmy, when did you get here?" Louis was a little flustered and a little shy.

"I... I, I, I just happened to pass by nearby, and then I saw a riot here, so I wanted to take some photos for Monday's news-"

Jimmy was also a little flustered and seemed incoherent:

"That... that, Louis, you are not with Clark... you are with Superman now..."

Boom!

The wisdom of the universe exploded in Jimmy's brain, making him dizzy.

"Oh, I forgot that I am still in the biological stance that covers my face." Clark took a breath. Then he looked at Louis.

"Okay, Jimmy." He walked up to the red-haired, freckled young man and said, "I also have a secret, a secret I have kept hidden for a long time." "What is it, Superman?" Jimmy said a little dizzy. "I am Superman." He dispersed his biological stance. This action brought Jimmy a severe shock:

"Clark Kent?! My best friend is Superman?!"

"That's exactly what I wanted to tell you, Jimmy."

"Well, that's crazy." Jimmy said a little dully.

"But it's great, it's ridiculous, but it's so beautiful! He jumped up and punched Superman in the chest: "You have to show me everything, starting with flying!"

Hiss...

Clark took a breath again. Jimmy thought he was still the Superman in the Man of Steel, so the force of this punch was a little bit bigger.

"Okay, but there's something interesting, Jim, I can't fly, I can't do all those Superman things now, not yet."

Clark ignored Jim's disappointed voice, he turned his head and said a little guilty: "Let's talk next time. I promise to explain this to you, but not now. I should go, Batman's flying machine is just here now. "

He took out his cell phone and pressed it, and then not far away, a long-awaited small aircraft appeared in the air with the Batman logo painted on it.

It floated over Superman's head.

Clark grabbed the handle on it with one hand, and then many small mechanical structures automatically extended from it to fix his hand and the aircraft.

As the aircraft became transparent again, Clark said: "Now, Superman must "fly" away from the scene."

He walked to Louise's side and whispered in her ear:

"See you at the old place."

A few dozen minutes later.

"Wow, how does it feel to be Clark again?"

Louis joked.

"The wind is a bit cold, I should wear a coat."

Clark said: "In the past, I used a microscope to observe the air density to dress appropriately."

"Air density?"

"When the temperature gets lower, the molecules in the air become compact, and I have to use this method to measure the temperature because I can't usually feel it. This is just one thing I do to blend in with the crowd, and it takes a lot of effort to blend in with the crowd."

"But you don't need it now. "Louis hugged his arms: "No longer needed." Clark smiled: "Actually, I still miss the time when I had super powers." "Why?" Louis asked: "Do you miss the time when you needed to help others?" "No, of course not. Do you think that's what I often hear? Many people are asking for help, and many bad things are happening?" "Isn't it?" "No, most of the time, I hear good things. After work, people see their loved ones, welcome them home, laugh at dinner and play with their children. " "I try not to pry, I respect privacy, but there are a lot of voices coming, they are all so similar, I miss them, those voices." Clark said. He looked back at his girlfriend's gloomy expression. He laughed again. "Although I can't hear them now, I can still imagine them in my heart." He kissed his girlfriend's forehead. "I'm glad to be a mortal now." "Me too, Clark. "

Dusk is approaching, and the sun is setting. The rolling afterglow makes the sky red.

Louis suddenly said: "Generally speaking... Clark. How does it feel to be a mortal for a day?"

"Honestly, Louis."

Louis saw her boyfriend smiled faintly: "It's no different from what I imagined."

"I knew it."

Louis also smiled.

"Besides, my legs are so sore from walking." Clark complained: "And shopping is so tiring."

"You will be more tired at night." Louis said: "You are dead, Clark. "

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Blackgate Prison.

No one knows why Bane came here. Most of the prisoners here don't know what's happening outside. They don't know that the President of the United States has issued a pardon specifically for criminals like Bane who fight for humanity and Brainiac.

As far as the current situation is concerned, Bane is free. He can leave here at any time if he wants.

But he still came.

Of course, I'm afraid no one can stop him from doing this. After talking to the president on the phone, the warden acquiesced to all his actions.

So, Bane lived here and had his own single room.

Due to the big fuss after Bane's invasion, almost all the guards of Blackgate Prison have been replaced by new people. With the complete destruction and reconstruction of the prison system, the prison system has been completely destroyed and reformed. The police almost lost the opportunity to chat with the prisoners.

Therefore, for the prisoners, they were isolated from the news, which was Bane's opportunity.

Bane locked himself in the cell with his own equipment. The black of decay, the spirit of metal, the red of all living things, the green of all things, those powers flowed quietly in his body.

He fell into loneliness again, in the cold, in the dark.

The winter sun was low in the sky and never shone on this place.

In a place where no one could see, Bane tried to expel the venom from his body again and again.

He first injected himself with venom, and then used physical exercise and willpower alone to eliminate the swollen muscles.

Pain. The pain came without warning, like a huge hand holding his internal organs.

Pain...

That was the gift given to him by the venom.

Bane peeled it off, away from here.

It would grow, beyond it would grow, stronger, in the cold, in the dark.

Out of his thoughts.

He ran 20 miles a day in his room, through the green grass and blue sky of his soul.

Through worlds he had never known.

The venom's control was still strong, but he was not alone.

He met a new cellmate. He called him cellmate, even though he was not in prison.

A rat came out of the sewer and brought him a note.

"Feed Lester the seeds and he will know the way back to your cell. Any other information I can get you?"

Lester was the rat's name.

Bane picked up the charcoal and wrote on the back of the note.

He didn't count the time.

To him, it was just one long night.

His soul was traveling.

The boy's lips opened and closed, but there was no sound.

He uttered a word, a single word, a word of forgiveness, a word that hit him like a blow, not guilty.

At that moment he knew that he had the power to overcome this potion, the power of an innocent man.

He swam countless miles in a deep red sea, cold, deep, dark.

And Bane opened his eyes in it.

He jumped out of the sea, feeling the fresh air blowing from the sea, and all he faced at the moment was tonight and the stars.

"Willis, the brother of a gangster, is now imprisoned in Black Gate."

"He is quitting venom, and that's what got him arrested."

"I want to know who he is in contact with, where he got the venom, and who is producing and selling it."

With a bang, Bane threw a strong man to the ground.

"One of my informants told you that he used to be a driver for Willis. Don't tell me you don't know."

Bane knocked out half of the strong man's teeth with one punch. This was a glaring act of intentional injury, but the guards and prisoners around him turned a blind eye.

That's Bane, are you crazy? Go up to him and tell him "You can't do this"?

"I haven't contacted my boss for a long time. The gang he hangs out with are all crazy!"

"Which gang?"

The sturdy man was punched in the face again.

"I'm just thinking, please, please, stop hitting me!"

Bane shook off the blood on his fist.

"I'm just searching your memory more thoroughly in a faster way. Do you need me to provide a location? The D Express leaves the terminal. You used to trade there, but now you have abandoned it."

"It's... it's... it's... the gang on Triangle Island! They are all strong and have done a lot of robberies!"

"Give me a name."

The sturdy man moved his lips.

Bane raised his fist again.

"Strong... Slugger! Slugger Logan!"

"Oh, I see."

Bane threw the sturdy man to the ground like a dead dog.

"Now... the hunt has officially begun."

Finally. Bone, who had been idle for two days, received a new py! (covering his sore butt)

Daojun: Start with the top-grade golden elixir