What bad intentions could Batman have?

Bane's army chose to launch the attack at 6 p.m.

If you look down from mid-air, you can see a black and dull ant colony like a tide leaving Blackgate Prison. They either cling to a few cross-sea bridges that spread from Blackgate Island to the main city of Gotham, or take ships and spread towards the city of Gotham like a virus.

"They have a lot of tanks."

"A lot of bullets, guns, mortars, and rockets."

"It's scary, isn't it, Two-Face?"

At this time, the Penguin was sitting leisurely on the Batplane suspended in the air. Beside him, the ventriloquist carefully rested half of his butt on a small stool next to the coffee table.

"I am now the Five-Faced Man. If you call me the wrong name again, I will stick your hooked nose into your mouth."

Two-Faced Man, no, it should be said that the Five-Faced Man Harvey Dent, was standing in front of the window with a glass of champagne.

The Penguin didn't care about Harvey Dent's bad attitude.

He said excitedly: "Ever since Roman and big boss Maloney left the power center of the Gotham gang, we have been scattered." He said: "Black Mask, Great White Shark, Ventriloquist, Whisper Gang... Various forces divide and control the power of the Gotham gang. And you, Harvey." "Your experience as a district attorney has allowed you to master a lot of gang secrets, and your experience as a lawyer who is proficient in the law has made you a master of playing with the law. You quickly became a leading figure in the Gotham underworld and an inseparable link in the underworld."

"And now, Black Mask, that idiot who sells powder, has killed himself, and Great White Shark is finished. The three of us, united, basically represent the underworld of Gotham. Oh, this is really exciting."

The Penguin rubbed his hands excitedly: "I have been selling arms, armed helicopters, tanks, and even jet fighters in Gotham for so many years..."

He deliberately made a hypocritical gesture of wiping tears: "Oh, so pitiful, I can't wait to see what the expressions on Bane's faces are."

His eyes flashed with excitement and malice.

He stood in front of the huge display screen, picked up the microphone, and a projection of Gotham City appeared on the table in front of him.

"Hello, can you hear me?"

The Penguin knocked on the microphone.

"Scum!!!"

The voice came from the plane suspended in the air, and through the speakers, it resounded in the corners of the block below:

The group of legions marching on the ground looked at each other, looking for the source of the sound everywhere.

"Beep--squeak--squeak--hey, can you hear me?"

The Penguin had a grim smile on his face.

"It seems you can all hear it."

"Ladies and gentlemen--I sincerely welcome everyone to our Gotham gathering. Please believe that the outcome of this gathering... will definitely be carried out in our own way!"

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"I am Bane."

"I have no father, only a mother."

"If my mother could see what I look like now, she would definitely laugh at me."

"Look at me dressed like this now."

Bane punched the front armor of the tank, leaving a deep fist mark, and then punched again and again, tearing open the steel guard plate alive and pulling out the two living people. Like taking crab meat out of a crab.

"Say something like 'I am Bane'."

"She will definitely laugh when she hears it."

"Although my mother is not a person who laughs often. She has suffered enough from a miserable and unfortunate life."

Bane turned his head away, protecting his cheeks with both hands, and overturned another tank like a bull.

"But if she could see something particularly funny...she should laugh, and she would. Let go of those tragic memories."

Bullets exploded on Bane's body. In the earth-shaking roar, Bane jumped high and stepped on a tank into a discus.

A jet fighter swooped down from the sky, two missiles and machine guns fired at Bane, and Bane's eyes reflected the gushing fire.

"Do you think I don't know?"

"An adult, put a black and white hood on his head, rushed to someone else's city, and said something about becoming a dictator in modern society."

Bane caught the flying missiles with his bare hands, and then threw them out like an angry baby.

The missiles exploded in the crowd, and blood fell like raindrops, soaking Bane, and the blood of friendly and enemy forces mixed together.

The jet fighter was still roaring.

"He punched others like a baby, venting his anger--"

Bane pulled the tank's turret off with force. He saw an opportunity, jumped up with the force, and swung the barrel, like throwing a huge boomerang.

"In a civilized society, he uses his fists to force others to obey his orders--"

Boom! ! !

The barrel of the gun went straight into the cockpit of the fighter plane. The fly hovering above his head fell on the long street in a vortex, causing a violent explosion behind Bane.

The fire fluttered his clothes, illuminating half of his body.

"Showing off the so-called brute force, tearing up all the rules, and establishing a dictatorial empire in a country without a master--"

His figure disappeared instantly, and he kicked the gun-raising gangster, who flew backwards like a spinning top without a word, plowing a blood-red road on the ground.

"This is really funny."

The bullets could not break through Bane's defense, but his clothes were almost torn, leaving only a few pieces on his body, and his whole body was reddened by the bullets.

"And what's even funnier is that this guy who might make everyone laugh and scream is not an adult at all."

The gangsters collapsed.

They screamed hysterically in fear and ran away in front of Bane.

"Yes, that's right, the one who looked down on us and planned to conquer us is just a child."

Bane looked around, and on the huge battlefield, he was left alone and countless corpses were lying in all directions.

Some of his men, and some of his enemies. But they were no longer here at the moment, and there was only Bane here.

So Bane passed over the lying corpses and his dead men.

He passed the guns, the burning fire, the wreckage of the destroyed tanks, the hills and plains in his heart. The invisible hurricane swept his body, making his running seem closer to flying.

"The kid whose daddy ran away and whose mommy was beaten to death. But he didn't understand, and didn't remember his mother well. Instead, he knelt on his knees and made a vow."

The flames penetrated the hood and reflected in Bane's burning eyes.

"I swear by the blood of my parents."

"I will avenge their tragic deaths..."

"I will spend the rest of my life-"

"Conquer all evil!"