What bad intentions could Batman have?

While Bane and Chen Tao were happily chatting, the Joker stood alone by the side, all alone.

Poison Ivy was still reinforcing Harley Quinn's cocoon, while Deadshot and the Cheshire Cat were bandaging the wounds of the Arkham people lying on the ground.

No one could guarantee that they would not be injured in such a chaotic battlefield, and the Arkham people were not without losses.

Although the most important ones would not be finished in a battle of this level, those ordinary villains whose levels were difficult to describe were not necessarily the same.

A madman from Arkham named Haoxia had just taken his last breath. He was a paranoid maniac who always fantasized that he was a swordsman master from the last century.

Then it was obvious that the muscle claw assassin of the Court of Owls used his balloon-like muscles to teach him what real swordsmanship was.

Before he died, this guy was shouting "Real swordsmanship is the technique of splitting a person in half!!!"

Then he died calmly.

Born from madness, died from madness, it can be regarded as a consistent ending.

Everyone seemed to be busy, busy negotiating, busy dying suddenly, busy using plants to stick to their besties, no one noticed him, no one noticed the Joker.

His eyes swept over everyone at the scene, and what made the Joker sad was that from beginning to end, Batman's eyes were full of Bane, and he didn't even look at him.

The malice in the Joker's eyes became stronger.

But he didn't do anything in the end. Chen Tao made sure that the Joker always appeared in his peripheral vision until he and Bane disappeared at the corner of the street.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Batman calls Robin." Chen Tao pressed his finger on the communication beside his ear: "Is there anything unusual?"

He made plans for most things.

Robin's main defense was the scarecrow, but he definitely had other expected targets.

But fortunately, everything was calm.

After getting Robin's answer without any abnormality, Chen Tao fell into deep thought.

"Oh my god, they're gone, Batman." Penguin wiped the sweat from his head: "Today is really-"

But before he could finish his words, he was pulled to the other side by Chen Tao.

"Oswald, I have a question for you." Penguin heard the other party say: "You told me before that you sold a nuclear bomb for $500 million, and the remaining one was stolen by Bane, right?"

Penguin said:

"Yes, that's right, what's wrong?"

"Who is the buyer of that nuclear bomb?"

I will not leak the customer's information to you, a superhero.

Penguin originally wanted to say this righteously, but the tough words just came to his lips, and before they rushed out, they immediately withered.

"That happened four or five years ago. A man in a trench coat with a London accent," Oswald said. "He was not from Gotham. He was from outside. He was arrogant and quick to act. He bought it all at once."

"Are you sure he took the nuclear bomb away?"

"At least he took it away from Gotham!" said the Penguin.

Chen Tao finally felt a little relieved.

He walked to the middle of the large group of defeated claws.

[Warning, it has been detected that you have an anchoring item: the broken leg of the claw]

[The broken hand of the claw]

[Half of the buttocks of the claw]

[The brain of the claw]

He picked and chose among the corpses, as simple as a vegetable farmer harvesting his own farmland, with a bright and cheerful smile on his face.

Although most of these claws provided some messy ordinary garbage Batman, they still provided a lot of crisis energy, and occasionally, some valuable gold could be found in the garbage.

He held a claw's head in his hand.

[Crisis energy converted, total: 123]

[Crisis energy units you currently hold: 207]

[Warning, downloading targetable Batman files]

[Claw Bat]

[Danger level: E-]

[In a dark multiverse, Bruce Wayne replaced Dick Grayson and became the Claw of the Court of Owls. After becoming Batman, Bruce Wayne found himself helpless against the numerous criminal activities in Gotham. The Court of Owls offered him an olive branch and led him to fall.

Bruce Wayne gradually realized that if you want to fight the darkness of this city, you must first completely become him. ]

What does Chen Tao value? It's amber gold.

[Do you want to consume 19 units of crisis energy immediately to synchronize? ]

But now is not the time to transform on the spot, Chen Tao plans to let it go for now. He continued to swim in the farmland, harvesting more and more crisis energy.

But ordinary people didn't understand what Chen Tao was doing, so everyone watched Batman walk into the pile of corpses, touching left and right, and occasionally putting the broken hands and feet to his nose to smell.

"Is this really okay? I don't think he looks like a normal person." Penguin whispered to Death Shooter: "I think Batman has gone crazy."

Death Shooter glanced at him sideways, then rolled his eyes.

"..." Lincoln March was also shocked by this situation.

He walked over hesitantly.

"Ah, you're good!"

Chen Tao patted his shoulder with satisfaction, and threw a skeleton aside.

He greeted Lincoln March who was walking over: "Let's go, follow me back to the Batcave. We are allies now."

The claw mask on his hand fell off. Under the effect of amber gold, he did not die, but was grimly baring his teeth.

Lincoln March was sure that this was a certain generation of the Wayne family's ancestors.

He didn't know what to say.

Mr. Freeze walked to Chen Tao's side: "What are you going to do with us?"

He was a little bruised, half of his armor was torn by a huge wound, and a claw slashed him. Although it did not cause fatal injuries, it was still dangerous.

He looked at the Arkham people who were sitting or lying on the ground: "Basic chip control can't let them exert their maximum combat effectiveness."

"That's right, so we have to let the lunatics in Arkham exert some subjective initiative."

Mr. Freeze nodded. This is reasonable. For example, a firefly that is controlled by the mind and kicks around and sprays with a flamethrower can't be compared with a super arsonist who has a brain and can make strategies.

"Then, if we intend to unleash the true power of the Arkham people, we should..."

"Rule them with an iron fist and let them know that you are the king of criminals." Mr. Freeze answered in his heart: "Just like training a dog, train these lunatics."

Mr. Freeze's weakness is too obvious, so he has never been the leader of the Arkham people. But this did not prevent him from thinking about what he should do if he wanted to lead the entire Arkham Asylum.

For these lunatics, you can only suppress them if you are more fierce, more evil, and more crazy than them. They are all a group of hopeless psychopaths, and can only be controlled by fear and...

"I understand that if we want to control the criminals in Arkham, we should start by curing their madness."

This answer suddenly interrupted the picture of the Arkham Conqueror Corps that Mr. Freeze had originally imagined, just like the TV broadcasting the last program and suddenly the power went out.

"What did you say?"