"You said you found Batman in this plain van on the side of the road?"
"Well, that's right."
"And then you thought he was fake, so you tried to rob him, and then Batman's hand turned into a wheel and knocked you out?"
"Indeed."
"ha!"
"Cousin, I know this is ridiculous, but..."
"Shut up! I think you've gone crazy from taking too much drugs. If there really is a Batman in here, I'll eat this crowbar right here!!"
"Don't go, cousin! There's really a Batman in there!"
Knock knock knock!
The gangster's cousin had just knocked on the car door three times when it was pushed open.
The gangster saw Batman get out of the car, locked the door, and then suddenly turned it into a strange-looking Batmobile. The tires turned and it disappeared in a flash.
A gust of wind blew by, leaving only the gangster and his friends disheveled in the wind.
After a long time, one of them finally murmured like in a dream:
"Wodfake! What a Christian ghost! For so many years, I always thought that Batman was 'riding' the Batmobile, but I never expected that Batman 'is' the Batmobile!"
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Whether viewed from the front or the side, the tattooed person's temperament has reached its peak.
The sexy tattoos and confident eyes all exude the aura of "The Master".
Even Death Shooter was a little suspicious because of him. Could it be that he had made a mistake
But no matter how you look at it, his steps are loose and his movements are weak. Although he has well-developed muscles, he looks simple-minded. He is not even as intimidating as the previous Slipknot.
Frankly speaking, Death Shooter thought he was not even as good as the javelin captain. At least the captain was an Olympic-level athlete who had won the javelin throwing championship many times in a row.
Could a guy like this really be hiding his true potential
The tattooed man took off his shirt, revealing a mess of tattoos of all kinds.
At this moment, he looked just like a gangster at the bottom of the gang, but the tattoo on his back that was wriggling like a living thing could no longer be ignored.
Bane stopped what he was doing, threw the dead Killer Croc aside casually, and tensed all his muscles.
The Cheshire Cat is back. Thanks to her good force-releasing posture and body flexibility, she did not suffer any fatal injuries, but was just a little dirty.
She half-knelt on the ground, trying to recover her strength as quickly as possible.
Gurgle g ...
As if something had crawled out of the swamp, Bane's expression was solemn and he was ready for battle.
A look of pain appeared on the tattooed man's face, and then, in full view of everyone, the tattoo of a tiger on his body twisted and deformed and crawled off his body!
!
He is actually a person with super powers!
Deadshot's eyes widened.
This is a real Bengal tiger with colorful fur and terrifying fangs. It's like a scene from a fantasy novel!
Bane took a defensive stance.
The tiger rushed towards Bane!
The tiger jumped up and pounced!
The tiger opened his big fanged mouth!
With a snap, Bane made a sliding tackle, and the tiger flew out like a teacup dog that had been kicked, with all its bones and tendons broken.
Forehead…
Ah, never mind, the tattoo man conjured up a mammoth! Awesome!
With a loud bang, the mammoth weighing several tons was knocked over by Bane, and his skull was dented by several consecutive punches.
The tattooed man conjured up a pack of wolves again!
Total destruction.
The tattooed man conjured up another chimpanzee!
Same fate as Slipknot.
Tattooed people become...
"Damn it, I'm going to use my ultimate move!"
The tattooed man looked grim. He turned back to the dead shooter and said, "Please buy me some time."
Death Shooter agreed immediately. Although the things that the tattooed man conjured up were basically of no help to the situation, the other party's identity as a superpower gave Death Shooter confidence.
"I can probably delay this monster for 30 seconds," the Cheshire Cat said. Her cold voice was like a ray of moonlight shining on the battlefield. "As long as I don't engage him head-on."
Death Shooter spoke up: "And if I interfere, this time can be increased to at least one minute."
"And I only need 20 seconds." The tattooed man trembled, and the Death Shooter saw a western dragon tattoo twisting and struggling to get out of his chest.
This could not help but boost the Death Shooter's confidence.
boom!
Bane punched the ground, and the reinforced concrete floor exploded like a spider web. The Cheshire Cat dodged with a move that would make an Olympian gymnast feel ashamed. The gravel splashed on her body, scaring her to death.
"Cheshire Cat, will your jellyfish toxin work on it?" Hearing her employer's question in the headset, the Cheshire Cat wrinkled her nose inexplicably, although her nose and face were hidden under the mask and no one knew.
She said sullenly, "I don't have any jellyfish toxins. And poison and cats don't go together at all."
"ha?"
Chen Tao was stunned. In his impression, jellyfish toxin should be the most iconic feature of the Cheshire Cat.
But he soon didn't dare to waste any more time talking to the Cheshire Cat, because Bane had already rushed towards the tattooed man.
"Fire!"
Deadshot rolled and crawled, constantly trying to interfere with Bane: "Fuck, I knew this money wouldn't be so easy to make!"
He yelled, "Where's the ventriloquist? Damn old thing, where have you been hiding again? Come out and join us!"
Bane was enraged by the bullets that kept hitting his eyes. When the Deadshot looked up, he saw the wreckage of a car spinning and flying towards him like a flying card. He screamed and turned around and ran.
Finally! The tattoo man has finished charging!
A western dragon rushed out from his chest!
My god, this is a completely fantastical creature. It has black scales, ugly wings, and can spit fire from its mouth. Death Shooter was so moved that tears streamed down his face. Finally, there is—
Wait, but why is this dragon only the size of a dog
"Woof!"
As soon as the dragon came out, it squatted on the spot, snorted, stuck out its tongue like a dog, and made a snorting sound.
"Asshole, are you kidding me???"
"I, I don't know what's going on..." The tattoo artist was sweating profusely: "This is also the first time I have such a fantasy tattoo..."
The next second, the fire-breathing dragon was crushed into a paste by Bane.
"It's over."
Death Shooter's heart sank, and he turned around and left without hesitation. There was no possibility of victory anymore.
He glanced at the battlefield and saw that the tattooed man had been hit hard by Bane. His hands and feet were twisted like a rag doll and he was basically dead.
Killer Croc is covered in blood and lying there like a dead dog. He can't be saved. Goodbye.
The Cheshire Cat jumped left and right like a monkey, dodging Bane's fist, and it would die in seconds.
"Death Shooter, you have to save your teammates. Cheshire Cat and Killer Croc will soon lose their ability to resist. You must..."
The Death Shooter said nothing as he threw his two submachine guns, a rocket launcher and his backpack of ammunition and weapons on the ground to allow himself to escape faster.
He knew very well that if he ran away, Cheshire Cat and Killer Croc would surely die, and the entire newly formed Suicide Squad would be almost wiped out here. This was definitely not an outcome that the people behind the scenes could accept.
If he deserts the battlefield, he might be retaliated against, his reputation might be damaged, and there might be all kinds of serious consequences and troubles, but no matter what... it's better than dying on the spot!
"Hold on a little longer!"
Death Shooter heard the sound of wind whirring in the headset, as if the other party was riding on some high-speed vehicle.
"Hold on for another minute, and in a minute... reinforcements will arrive!"
Hearing the other party say such ridiculous words, Death Shooter laughed in anger.
"Bullshit!" His voice was trembling without him even noticing.
He looked at the muscle freak who was throwing the car wreckage like a toy:
"What kind of reinforcements can deal with such a monster? Who else in Gotham City can deal with such a monster?"
"Batman?"