What bad intentions could Batman have?

"Speaking of which, your situation has been really strange recently." Supermaster touched his chin. Even though his IQ was lowered, he was still extremely sensitive to some things because of the instinct of a wild animal to maintain its territory and rule.

"I wanted to find you but you were always not there. I even used Night Owl's laboratory several times... How come your relationship is so good? It turns out that you went to Night Owl when you were not there."

"No, no, I mean, I didn't, Supermaster, I completely..."

Supermaster looked smiling, but the more he did so, the more Death Storm felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

That was a whisper full of death, and Death Storm was very familiar with it.

Oh my God, Supermaster smiled at me, it was so scary.

"I know, let me guess, you and Night Owl must have something to do together, right? What is it specifically?"

Supermaster showed a thoughtful expression, like an idiot whose brain couldn't turn around.

But is this possible? Impossible. Supermaster is playing with himself. Death Storm roared desperately in his heart. He should have rushed out of this place and fled for his life at the first moment, but the intense fear made him freeze in place, not daring to move.

"I know." Then he saw Superman slap his palm: "I think you and Night Owl must be..."

Death Storm was ready to resist, even if it was Superman, he would never surrender!

"You are thinking about how to deal with the anti-monitor, you are really diligent!"

"Huh?"

Superman's sudden heavy breathing made Death Storm almost unable to catch his breath.

He was completely confused by Superman, he looked at him in doubt, and Chen Tao wanted to laugh beside him.

Perhaps in the eyes of Death Storm, Superman's actions were hidden, and letting him go was a great wisdom, but this was completely a stupid master. Dr. Martin Stein was definitely a smart man, but the smarter he was, the more he thought. The reason why Chen Tao stood by and watched was to watch Dr. Stein completely entangle himself and then start to deceive himself.

This set may seem stupid from a God's perspective, but it is like the most difficult magic to crack, often using the simplest method, substituting Death Storm's own perspective. Everything that happened today is just like a ghost story.

Superman reached out and patted Death Storm on the shoulder: "Anyway, you have to do a good job for Batman this time."

Chen Tao watched Death Storm's skull face change from doubt to sudden enlightenment, then to deep awe, and then to prostration, just like Sichuan Opera face-changing, very interesting.

"Yes, Superman. I will definitely obey orders. Thank you very much for giving me this opportunity, and I won't let you down again."

Death Storm's words of loyalty made Superman a little confused.

Chen Tao no longer cared about Death Storm's affairs, and then changed the style of the painting and continued to negotiate with Superman.

"...About those strengthening plans I gave you before..."

"I've been using these...and the ones you gave me..."

"Well, by the way, I brought some more medicines to supplement..."

"...Very good, I will pass on the Speed ​​9 potion and the Speed ​​Formula to Johnny Quick." Speedmaster said, "He will like these."

At this time, in front of Speedmaster, there was a box filled with a large number of glittering potions. These were all drugs that stimulated the speed of speedsters, prepared by Lucius. Now Lucius deals with Barry the Flash every day, and his understanding of speedsters has even surpassed Barry Allen himself.

"Are you using the cosmic treadmill I gave you last time?" Chen Tao asked, "That was your reward for helping me solve the eclipse. If you keep running on it, you should be able to slowly gain the speed force."

"My speed has become a little faster." Speedmaster replied, "But it will take some time to gain the speed force."

Chen Tao asked Speedmaster for the data of the cosmic treadmill, and then carefully evaluated Speedmaster's current speed. It's not that he has to be so nervous, but the speed force itself has the effect of accelerating the human brain and improving intelligence. For example, the city of apes where the gorilla Grodd was born, although it has been destroyed at this moment, the reason why those apes can develop civilization is entirely because the speed force accelerates their brains and improves their intelligence. So in the comics, once these apes lose the speed force, their IQ will drop and they will turn back into muddle-headed beasts.

So the same is true for Speedmaster. Chen Tao must carefully evaluate how much speed force Speedmaster has mastered now, and then increase the decline in Speedmaster's IQ to make it basically equal to the increase in Speedmaster's IQ. Otherwise, he will be finished if he becomes smart without making any noise. Chen Tao kept saying things to him before, but anyone with a normal IQ can notice that if Speedmaster's brain gets better, and he slaps his head and finds that the previous conversation with Batman is wrong, that would be bad.

"Let's go~"

Finally, Chen Tao waved to Superman like a kindergarten kid going to another kid's house to play, and then took Deathstorm like a dead dog, and went through the sonic boom tunnel in one step and returned to the Justice League headquarters.

He first threw Deathstorm into the cell (crossed out) guest room, and then returned to his office.

But as soon as he opened the door of his office, Lex Luthor's Sandi stereoscopic projection appeared next to him: "Batman, this is a message. I have already made what you want to make. You can come to my laboratory at any time."

A few minutes later.

"I never deny Poison Ivy's outstanding talent in pharmacy, but she is only good at making poisons. When it comes to how to make poisons easier to absorb, her imagination...ha, I can only say that it is really amazingly lacking."

Luthor still has the classic look of a boiled egg, standing in front of Chen Tao and talking freely.

Chen Tao roughly translated what Luthor wanted to say:

I, Lex Luthor, am awesome.

You, the others, are trash.

So Chen Tao gave a round of rainbow farts at the right time, satisfying Luthor's emotional need to brag about himself.

In fact, Luthor is not stupid. He knows that Batman is deliberately praising him, but...

After all, that is Batman.

"I used ＆\u003c■の to cover up the odor caused by Poison Ivy after making the drug..."

Luthor said a long string of messy chemical names, and then continued: "After my improvement, this drug has become a colorless and odorless mixed poison that can be directly placed in the air."

"But in my opinion, such drugs are very useless. I can make some powerful poisons instead of simply making people grow grass under the skin. This can only restrict their actions at most, but it cannot directly kill them..."

Facts have proved that the masters' opinions are similar. As they talked, Luthor also raised the same objection as Poison Ivy:

"Although I have improved this thing for you, I think its use is still quite embarrassing."

But Chen Tao did not answer Luthor's words directly.

"Well done, Lex." Then his body leaned forward slightly. Luthor knew that this was a whispering posture, and his eyebrows on his bald head raised slightly.

"Do you know that I plan to leave the earth and go to the universe to do things recently?"

Luthor frowned. He didn't know that this was true. Chen Tao didn't tell anyone in the Justice League about this.

"I don't plan to bring Barry and Diana with me on this trip. They need to maintain law and order on Earth."

Luthor glanced at Batman, and he didn't believe a word of this sentence.

Maybe Batman has ten thousand reasons not to bring Wonder Woman and Flash with him, but this reason will never be "need to maintain law and order on Earth."

"Tell me the real reason." Luthor said concisely.

"Okay." Chen Tao said: "Actually, it's because of what we did this time..."

He smiled softly: "It may be cruel in a factual sense. I'm worried that other members of the Justice League may not be able to accept such a cruel scene, but only you, Lex, you are not a good person. No matter how cruel things are, it is impossible to leave you with any psychological trauma."

Luthor, who was scolded innocently, rolled his eyes unhappily.

Then Luthor saw Batman staring at the front again for a while, and then he said after a while:

"Hey, Luthor. One more thing. Do you think that if a person has lost all emotions, but his body is still alive, then such a biological robot without emotions can still be considered the original creature?"

Then before Luthor could speak, he heard Batman asking and answering himself: "No, that kind of thing can no longer be considered a living creature, and what's the worst? Not only do they not admit that they are dead, but they also do all kinds of stupid things, trying to drag the entire universe to hell."

Then he looked at Luthor seriously: "Do you think it is necessary to keep such garbage biological machines running?"

Then he continued to ask and answer himself: "No, of course not."

He said: "And even if Batman judges by the iron rule of not killing..."

"Aliens can't be considered [people], right?"

"They don't have human rights."

Luthor shuddered when he heard it.

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A few hours later

"If you still want to back off, now is the only time." William Hand heard Batman's voice: "You know what I will do to you, right?" This is Gotham's laboratory. William Hand is wearing a surgical gown and lying on a high-tech operating table. "I know." "Even so, are you still willing to go with me?" William Hand raised his chin slightly. A resolute look appeared on his small face: "As you once said, Batman." He said in a deep voice: "I can't escape the fate I will eventually face. And facing him in advance now may be better than being forced to face him in the future." "So..." "So I have already realized it, Batman." "Okay." Chen Tao said: "Just in case." He injected William Hand with anesthetics, watched him completely unconscious, and then put him on an auxiliary ventilator to ensure that he could breathe normally under general anesthesia. He sighed. William Hand is still young. But because of this, this is the best way. Then he opened the diary next to him and began recording:

“…It is now 2:29 in the afternoon…”

“The violent wolf bloodline transplantation operation…”

“Start now.”

“Operation target:”

Chen Tao paused, then took a deep breath.

"Surgery target: highest level of Zanian DNA concentration."

"Surgery result:"

"Irreversible."

"The target of the surgery is ready."

"Surgery begins."

"Surgeon: Batman himself."

"The surgeon is also ready. In every sense."

...

...

...

Mongo walked into his room and saw several of his men sitting there with their heads bowed.

They were all loyal to Mongo in the Yellow Lantern Corps, not Sinestro. Sinestro was certainly a very talented and wise leader, but he was once a Green Lantern. Although he has now become a traitor to the Green Lantern Corps, he still values ​​those ridiculous rules and abides by the laws he believes to be just.

And these are absolutely unbearable orders for those outright scum and scum in the Yellow Lantern Corps. The result of a short-term surge in troops is that the quality of the troops is uneven, and this is the price Sinestro must pay.

In this situation, although all the rings are subservient to Sinestro, and although every Yellow Lantern knows that Sinestro can deprive them of control of their rings at any time, some still choose to be loyal to people like Mongo or Archiro.

At this time, Mongo saw a man in a cloak throwing a crying figure in the middle of the room.

This cloaked man was the only one in the room who did not have a flashing Yellow Lantern Corps uniform, and he was out of tune with the other Yellow Lantern Corps members.

The cloaked man kicked the crying slug in the knee, making him kneel on the ground, and the slug kept begging.

"No! Please, please, let me go... What are you going to do? I will never betray you..."

Mungo smiled:

"Oh, my God, old friend. It's not easy to see you. Although we are face to face, we don't have any intersection. But listen to me, I have been friends with you for a long time."

He walked to the kneeling figure. The cloaked man held it down and let Mungo put his hand on his shoulder. Then, strands of black immediately climbed up his shoulder.

"We will cooperate very happily, very, very happily."

The kneeling figure wanted to struggle, but a huge force pressed on his shoulders from behind, making him unable to move. He raised his head and saw a big S on the chest of the cloaked man.