What bad intentions could Batman have?

No one in this world can predict everything.

The clouds roll and the springs flow.

The development of everything in this world is just like them, with unpredictable changes.

One thing affects the whole body, and variables bring new variables. Even Brainiac can't calculate all the possibilities---but Batman can.

Because Batman will make everyone think he can do it, and everyone will believe that he can do it. So every time...

He can really do it, no matter how lucky it is.

And I am Batman.

But I am not Batman.

I am Chen Tao, a time traveler, an imperfect mortal.

I guess Bruce Wayne is the same.

But Batman is always perfect.

Therefore, what is important is not who the face under the mask is, but that this mask is here at this moment.

Batman is here!

I saw Bane yelling at the phone... His voice was lofty and distant, as if it was separated from my world by a thick film, as if it was not real, but as if it was close at hand.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and find a way to get the things back. What? Your leader was kidnapped? Who was captured? Birdman - Zombie - Cave-dweller - "

I used an unplanned chess piece to steal his trump card that he thought no one knew - although I still don't know how he knew where the Penguin hid the nuclear bomb, and whether there was someone helping him behind the scenes, but all of this is meaningless.

Bane will never have the chance to use that nuclear bomb to scare anyone again.

I can hear the anger, disappointment and regret in that voice, which was what Bane intended to impose on me.

But now he is reaping the fruits of his own labor.

I can't imagine that I did all this.

Bane is too concerned about the Court of Owls and doesn't know me well. And I happen to know him very well...

Click.

Bane hung up the phone.

He looked at Chen Tao steadily, and the rage of the mountains and seas condensed in his body and finally settled.

"You're good." He said, "You did a good job."

A green plant sprout suddenly broke through the flesh on the other side of his body, and drops of blood oozed out of his skin, followed by an unsettling squirming sound on that half of his body.

Bane was indifferent. Wearing a hood, he couldn't tell what his expression was. This change only lasted half a second, making people wonder if he had seen it wrong just now.

He slowly retreated. He had decided to escape, and he knew he could escape. If he wanted to escape, no one could stop him, not even the current Batman.

This was not the best time for the final battle with Batman.

He was alone and defeated, while the other side had more people and more power.

So he slowly retreated. This kind of retreat seemed to have happened many times, when facing Batman.

The other side's figure slowly overlapped in Bane's eyes.

On the garbage mountain, in the slaughter swamp, at this moment.

He used different methods to escape and retreat, and Batman just stood there, always like this.

It was really unreconciled.

But it doesn't matter, he is a patient hunter, the city belongs to Batman, and he has countless chances to fail, but as long as he wins once... just once, the city will change hands.

Even though he failed so many times and was forced back by Batman again and again, Bane never doubted that he could not take the city.

Even though he failed so many times, he never doubted himself!

He repeatedly emphasized to himself in his heart.

He said:

"We will meet again, Batman. I am a necessary evil, Batman."

Chen Tao understood what Bane said:

In some philosophical theories, the state social system is considered a necessary evil because it restricts absolute freedom. The system is essentially the suppression and restraint of personal freedom, the suppression, punishment and deterrence of individual evil, and it suppresses the animal side of human nature.

But this power of the system is given by the people, and Bane calls himself a necessary evil. On the surface, he has found a just reason for his evil deeds, as if his theory is no different from the dark constraints of the Riddler and the Joker's bad day.

But in fact, when Bane said this, he tacitly assumed that he represented a just system and order - the order in the cruel world that he learned and got used to in the prison where he was born.

Therefore, for Bane, all his actions were not a challenge to the existing order, but a collision between one order and another.

He killed people, he robbed nuclear bombs, and he did all kinds of bad things, but he knew that he was an orderly citizen and he followed his own order.

But obviously, his necessary evil skipped the most important link of "being given power by the people", and he was the most thorough dictator.

Chen Tao was speechless that he understood Bane's meaning and saw through his nature in just two short sentences.

Can normal people really understand Bane's incoherent words?

Maybe I'm not that normal either.

Chen Tao thought so.

He tried to turn his head away and pretend that he didn't understand what Bane was saying at all, but his clear eyes at that moment had already made Bane know it well.

Bane's face under the mask grinned.

But soon he couldn't laugh anymore.

"Yes, we will meet soon, and sooner than you think, Bane." Chen Tao said, "You also heard what the person on the phone said to you, your three men, the three men who grew up with you and fought out of prison together, the birdman, the caveman and the zombie. "They have all been captured by me." Bane's slow retreat paused. "So do you understand? Now the situation has changed, Bane, my enemy with extraordinary brute force, I hope you can figure it out... the offensive and defensive situation has reversed." "There is no such good thing as coming and going as you please." Chen Tao told him: "Four days. Four days later, I will see you in Arkham Asylum. Hehehehe..." Chen Tao laughed softly: "Don't worry, I am definitely not a villain without bottom line. You know, you are the villain in the story, the kind of urban legend that parents use to scare children. I am a decent superhero and I will not do such things as killing people. "Killer Croc standing next to him tried to suppress the urge to roll his eyes, then suddenly shuddered again, turned his head sharply, and dared not look at Chen Tao again. "If you hadn't come, I wouldn't have done anything particularly bad to them. After all, I'm not a demon." Chen Tao told Bane: "I would just chop them up bit by bit. Have you heard of the Lazarus Pool? The Fountain of Youth, I promise you they will never die." "Of course, you can bring your troops and men with you at that time, huh? Those superstitious and blind criminals, simple-minded muscular men and killers, if you think they can be useful, you can bring them all - if the existence of this group of cheerleaders can give you a little confidence. " "Four days later?" Chen Tao asked. Bane was silent. "Four days later." He said.