What bad intentions could Batman have?

The Penguin returned to his office.

His expensively made hairdo and gold-rimmed glasses were not damaged at all, but there were some traces of dust all over his body, and there were a few drops of blood on his face, but he quickly wiped them off without leaving any trace.

He slowly sat back in his office chair.

His female secretary pushed open the door and hurried into the room. Her high heels immediately stopped making noise when they touched the floor.

She quietly walked behind the Penguin and gently pinched his shoulders.

"So... Boss?"

She said: "What does the clown want to say to you?"

She originally wanted to say: "What does the clown want you to do" but her survival instinct quickly made her stop her mouth.

"It's the same old thing, Maiev." Penguin rubbed his brows: "It's another game waiting for Batman to participate. You know, the old three things, hostages, bombs, which one to save." "The amusement park in the suburbs, or the ace chemical plant, who knows, the Joker always buys some corners. I have to say that these are nothing new. I bet there may be piranhas there, but the hostages this time may be a bit heavyweight." Penguin exhaled, picked up the half-drunk milk and stopped drinking: "Mayor Carlo, you know. A few hours ago, I just received the information that he was leading 20,000 National Guards in high spirits. Then what? He just urinated and defecated in front of me." He said sarcastically: "Like a dog." "But even if Carlo is a dog, he is the mayor." Maiev said: "Batman will be busy again." Penguin did not speak, which was regarded as tacitly acquiescing to these. He cursed, "Damn clown, every time he goes to someone's house, he always finds a reason to kill people!" But the anger soon disappeared from Penguin's face. The lives of those killed brothers were also worthless to him. He said: "Go and deal with the bodies of the waste killed by the clown in the restaurant. Wipe the blood clean. I don't want customers to say that the floor is a little red when the restaurant opens tomorrow." "Yes." After his secretary left, Penguin finally relaxed. In order to make up for the shock today, he decided to eat another 5... no, 10 cookies. But just as he stood up and was about to look for cookies, the gentle expression disappeared from his face. The reason for the disappearance was: Someone was breathing behind him. It was just a simple inhalation of air and then exhalation. Penguin could even hear the sound of air flowing in his ears. This sudden threat made his heart tighten. He subconsciously took a deep breath and forgot that he was still drinking milk. Cough cough cough! He sprayed the milk from his nose loudly, and then stood up suddenly. He knew who was behind him-

In Gotham, there is only one person who can use this level of intimidation so skillfully.

Penguin said: "Enough, Klein, no matter what you came here to say to me, pretending to be a ghost to scare me will not change the result of our conversation."

"Well, well, well, after so many years, you are still so sharp, Copper Pat."

Penguin turned around, but there was no one behind him. He turned his head back to the front and saw a tall and thin man like a bamboo pole suddenly appeared on a chair in his office.

Penguin simply wiped the milk and showed a familiar expression.

"Klein, my old friend, I thought you were just following the Joker's lead like I saw."

"This is just a temporary cooperation, Copper Pat. I don't know when you actually like to talk nonsense."

"Ha, does the Joker know that you left him and went back alone?"

The Scarecrow stared at the Penguin's eyes.

"The Joker and I are just partners, Copperpat. As long as our interests cannot be aligned, this fragile alliance will be destroyed at any time."

"Yes, you are right, I have fully understood."

Seeing that the threat from the Penguin had dissipated, Scarecrow got straight to the point and stated his purpose directly: "I am here for Bane."

He said: "He is a very scary guy, and we can both see that he is the mastermind behind everything recently."

"I don't doubt that Batman can stop him, but I think this is a good time to end everything - as long as we can unite all of Arkham."

The Penguin took a long time to prevent milk from spraying out of his nostrils again because of this plan.

He said perfunctorily: "As a friend, Klein, I think it will only have the opposite effect if you try to intimidate any of our colleagues."

"And it's hard enough to keep these lunatics from crossing the line, but you add fuel to the fire and lead them to do something big?"

"So then, just watch Batman defeat that Bane? Let Batman once again do his best to control the entire Gotham?"

The Penguin tutted.

"Then you should do the job you have found for yourself and stop everyone."

"Bane, Batman, and those disobedient colleagues, you can try to defeat them all by yourself and fulfill your ambitions."

The Penguin said:

"If you just want a piece of land in Gotham, I can give you one anytime. But do you want the Arkhamites to listen to you? What do you plan to use to restrain them?"

Penguin said: "Rely on money, loyalty, or pity? Or the belief of seizing or defending this city and fighting for this city?"

Penguin shook his head.

"My ancestor Nathan Kpoppat protected Gotham during the Civil War. People like him, who have nothing compared to you, will never cry like a woman when fighting for his city."

"But unfortunately, this kind of integrity only exists in books, and fleeing is the nature of Arkham people. You are completely crazy like the Joker, you idiot dressed up for Halloween."

"External force." Scarecrow, who had been silent, said: "External force. Otherwise, why do you think I am mixed with the Joker?"

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Chen Tao silently withdrew his attention from the Alfred Agreement.

The transformation abilities brought to him by the agreement do not need to be realized immediately on the spot. He has a long time to study them slowly.

"We should go back." He said to everyone present.

"..."

"So when did I become your subordinate?" Poison Ivy looked at the ventriloquist, then at the Cheshire Cat, and then at the Deadshot who helped Harley Quinn up from the ground.

She kicked him away: "Get out, only I can help Harley!"

"That's why you're going with us." Chen Tao said.

Then he ignored everyone and dialed Alfred's communication.

Three minutes later, he and Alfred sat in the seat of the invisible plane together.

"Alfred, help me contact Lucius." He said.

The laughing gas infected by Bane and his twisted smile made Chen Tao feel the existence of a person, something he had expected before... must be put on the manufacturing schedule, and there is also a plan to continue to recover the available combat power-

Next, he will have a lot of things to do and many plans to advance.