What bad intentions could Batman have?

"What? How many people did you say died?"

"I don't know, I really don't know... wuwuwuwu..."

The soldier standing in front of Gordon covered his face. He was at least 1.8 meters tall, a head taller than Gordon, who was over 50 years old, but he was crying like a 1.8 meter baby.

"There are dead people everywhere. Bane killed most of us. The National Guard is finished. Everything is finished!"

"Where is Bane? Where did Bane go?"

"He..."

The soldier covered his forehead fiercely: "Wuwuwuwu... He went to find Batman!"

Gordon wanted to ask something else: "You..."

"Wuwuwuwu... Wuwuwuwu!"

Gordon urged him twice but got no response. The soldier just kept crying, which made Gordon very anxious.

"I think his post-traumatic stress disorder should have kicked in. There's nothing to be learned from this. Calm down, Gordon. Find someone to give him a sedative first, and then--" Sheriff Bullock, who was standing next to Gordon, was halfway through his words when he saw the soldier raise his head. His face, which should have been sad... was now smiling! "Hahaha, hahaha, hahahahahahahahaha!" ... ... ... ... Chen Tao looked at the huge body of plant master Jason Wood, who collapsed to the ground weakly and barely recovered some strength, but Poison Ivy's vines tightly bound him, making him look like a crab waiting to be put into the pot. He snorted twice in dissatisfaction, and Poison Ivy pursed her lips: "Jason, I don't want to do this, I'm sorry, but..." "Pamela, fuck you." The plant master said concisely. "Yeah, yeah, yeah." Poison Ivy nodded directly, and then the next second, the vines extended upwards and sealed the mouth of the plant master. Chen Tao even saw Poison Ivy summon a vine and stabbed it directly from the mouth, directly--hmm.

You really can't underestimate women's revenge. Does this mean that since you've betrayed, you should be more thorough?

Fortunately, the plant master is essentially a tree, not a human being, otherwise, with such a seal, the human being would suffocate to death.

"Batman, mind talking--"

"Ivy, mind saying a few words?"

Harley Quinn squatted beside and looked at this and that, feeling like an outsider.

She pursed her lips in anger, but no one noticed her little emotion.

Poison Ivy said thoughtfully: "You go first." She originally wanted to ask Batman about how to deal with the plant master, but Batman's words immediately attracted her attention and even made her a little creepy: "I suspect that the Black of Decay is still among us." "Don't look back," she heard Batman whispered: "I ask you to protect Professor Goldblum. The potion that can greatly enhance the green of all things can only appear in this world through his wisdom-if I were the Black of Decay, I would never let him live." "We can't guard the professor for a lifetime. Rather than passive defense, I prefer to actively weaken the power of the Black of Decay so that they have no strength to come. Murder the professor. Ivy, I think we can reach a consensus on keeping the professor alive. "He said, "I know that for you, the representatives of the elements, rebirth is a specialty, but this rebirth is not without cost." "We have dealt with one of the minions of the Black of Decay, and there is another one, or several others lurking in the team - I don't plan to let him live." Chen Tao said, "I have a plan." Boom boom boom... A huge figure rushed through the forest, and the trees he passed were broken by his brute force... "The water and food that those mercenaries have eaten these days are all provided by me..." Poison Ivy was a little uneasy. Although she was distracted and Batman's tone of "I am your teammate" was not accustomed to her, she still signaled Batman to continue. "I'm ready - and then induce corruption..." The huge figure stepped into the muddy swamp. Such soft and dangerous swamps are veritable death traps. Even a mammoth would be forced to sink into the ground if it stepped on them, but it could not stop the footsteps of the huge figure. His speed was so fast that it seemed like teleportation. Wherever he stepped, the entire swamp water was exploded by his huge kicking force, turning into propulsion, allowing him to charge forward like a nimble ape. "We can be ready at any time... Poison Ivy, are you listening to me?"

Chen Tao said: "What are you thinking about, we are discussing something very important..."

But he soon met Poison Ivy's serious eyes: "A big guy is coming, get ready, it seems to be the enemy-"

"Hahahahahahaha-hohaha, hohahaha..."

The happy laughter like an innocent child came from a distance. Chen Tao turned his head and saw Bane, who was laughing continuously, coming out of the woods with a wooden stick in his hand. He should have pulled up a big tree on the side of the road.

The muscles all over his body were wriggling like a living thing, disgusting and terrifying.

Before, no matter how Bane used Venom, and no matter how Venom transformed him into the cover of "Muscle Man" and gave him scary varicose veins for free, Bane looked like a normal person. Just a little taller, a little stronger, and a little varicose veins.

And now...

The infinitely proliferating muscle knots have broken through the limit of the space where normal human muscle tissue is distributed, so they can only be piled up one by one on the original muscles, and the skin is stretched by the suddenly enlarged muscles, showing an abnormal whiteness.

And soon, the skin that was supported to the limit was torn like a rag, and then healed in an instant, all of which made Bane look like a pile of oversized muscle balloons piled up into a slime.

Chen Tao was numb when he saw it.

He was directly fooled by Bane's unconventional operation. What about the agreement that we should take a step back and organize our forces and military strength before the decisive battle? Why is it you again? Is the tacit understanding we reached before wrong? Am I a Dihua? Huh? Didn't you try every possible means to get me out of here so as to delay time and prepare your plan? ? ?

In the few seconds when he saw Bane, Chen Tao almost began to doubt himself: Is there a possibility that I am overthinking, Bane just wants to rush over and beat me to death, and my previous random analysis is all wrong?

But soon, as Bane turned his head, Chen Tao overturned this idea.

In addition to his bloated and muscled limbs, what is more eye-catching is that the mask on Bane's face just broke in the lower half, revealing a smile that Chen Tao found very familiar.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!"

Bane chuckled, his mouth full of blood, full of blood that he didn't know was someone else's... or his own blood.