The Cheshire Cat and Killer Croc were both alive, Chen Tao was disappointed...
Overjoyed.
Together with the ventriloquist who appeared out of nowhere nearby, he pulled all three survivors out of the rubble.
Killer Croc's Broken Scale
Introduction: Killer Croc's scales fell off after he was brutally beaten and saw his powerful enemy flee. Along with the scales, his brave heart was also broken. You may be able to use it to summon the Batman of a parallel universe.
Chen Tao was slightly surprised. He looked at Killer Croc who was obviously still alive.
However, could the existence that was summoned by non-human beings be a normal human being
"Bane ran away. How could he run away? Is there a magic in this world that can help you survive without fighting? Then why did I fight so hard before?"
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Bat Dragon
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Earth-27 is a world full of dinosaurs. There is no Justice League here, only the Jurassic League, and all superheroes and supervillains are dinosaurs.
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Chen Tao didn't intend to synchronize here in front of the three people.
Let's take the wounded away first. He helped the dead shooter up.
Deadshot said miserably: "Am I going to Arkham Asylum?"
"I don't want to go to Arkham." Killer Croc, who had just been beaten dizzy by Bane, climbed up from the ground in a daze, his eyes dull, and he didn't even react to the huge Batman who was so close to him.
He groaned, "I'm so hungry. Do you have anything to eat? My arm is broken."
Then his eyes managed to focus and he saw clearly who was standing in front of him. He was frightened and struggled to stand up, but soon lay back down dejectedly.
I really don't have the strength anymore.
The Cheshire Cat was still wearing her mask at this point. She was in good condition and was the only one of the three who could stand up.
She limped away, and was hit on the back of the head by Chen Taobang.
Chen Tao found that he was getting more and more proficient in knocking people down.
Everything seemed normal, and things were finally moving in a stable direction. Next, Chen Tao only needed to take them away, continue to manipulate them behind the scenes, recruit more combat forces, and hire more fighters...
But Chen Tao has been thinking about one question.
Bain…
Is it really that easy to escape
Thinking of this, Chen Tao frowned and retreated behind three seriously injured men, an old man and three dead bodies.
He had a bad feeling.
Based on his understanding of Bane from the comics, the other party is bold, careful, insidious and vicious, and whenever he meets Batman, he will always try his best to test Batman's condition.
Fleeing without fighting is really not the opponent's style.
If he were Bane, he would definitely strike back when Batman thought he had scared him off.
As soon as he thought this, his face suddenly turned dark and he wanted to slap himself in the face for his bad mouth.
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"Alfred?"
No response.
"Afu? Afu?"
"Oh, sorry Tim, I got distracted - where were we?"
"We should capture Batman and beat him with whips and crowbars." Tim Drake, the third-generation Robin, crossed his arms, causing the chains on his hands to rattle.
Seeing that Alfred didn't say anything, he said anxiously, "Don't you believe it? He is definitely not the one I know..."
"He's not the Batman you know. He's Bruce."
"He was just pretending to be Bu..."
"You don't understand..." Alfred seemed a little dazed: "You don't understand at all... Tim. Gotham, Gotham gave him back to me."
"What?"
"He's alive. The kid who died with his parents in Crime Alley, my little Bruce, he's alive! He was that young... not Batman."
"But… "
"This dirty city, this hateful city, I have cursed it countless times. It took away Thomas and Martha, my best friends, but today, it showed mercy!"
"Wake up Alfred, he's not..."
"No, no, I know him. He is my little Bruce! Tim, Bruce and I talked a lot. We are going to retire. We are going to leave Gotham and go to Fiji to live there..."
Alfred was a little nagging. He had been so smart and capable in the past that Robin almost forgot that he was an old man over fifty years old - and old people are always nostalgic, always soft-hearted, always sentimental, and always persistent.
"Bruce has lost too many people, including Jean-Paul (the Angel of Death mentioned above), Jason Todd (the second-generation Robin, beaten to death by the Joker with a crowbar)... Tim, let him go. Gotham is not Bruce's responsibility."
He lamented:
"Bruce... My poor little Bruce, he's suffered so much! There's not a single piece of cartilage left in his body. Every time he swings his fist, his two bones grind against each other, causing him excruciating pain. The scars caused by Two-Face, the Riddler, and the Joker would rot every rainy season."
"But what about Gotham? Without Bruce, who will save Gotham?"
Alfred was silent for a while. "Although I really want to let Gotham be destroyed, Bruce said he would find a successor."
He said, "That Clark Kent that he asked you to find but didn't find, I don't know why Bruce chose him, but-"
"My Bruce is going to be free, and it's time for us all to return to our normal lives."
"And you—" He hugged the young Robin: "Let's leave Gotham, and your parents, and let's find a new life together, okay?"
Tim hugged Alfred, hugged his skinny body and the smell of an old man who was no longer young.
He couldn't say no.
"If the Clark Kent Bruce is talking about can really protect Gotham."
“I will,” he promised.
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Chen Tao felt that he was about to be freed.
Seeing the muscle freak popping out from the corner, he felt that all the blood in his body rushed from his anus to every drop of brain in his skull.
"Bane—" Everyone present was horrified when they saw each other.
The dead shooter struggled to get up and load the bullet, and the ventriloquist hid behind him. The Cheshire Cat... uh, the petite girl was still lying on the ground unconscious.
Killer Croc didn't lie down anymore. He just got up and stood beside Chen Tao.
Woo woo woo, it’s still safer hiding next to a superhero.
Killer Croc recalled the civilians he had seen protected by Batman in the past, and he felt deep empathy for them.
He said:
"This world is so crazy. I never thought in my life that I would fight alongside Batman."
But now no one has the time to care about Killer Croc's life feelings.
Everyone is ready for battle.
Batman slowly stood up.
This action alone made Bane feel suffocated.
The fighting spirit mixed with fear made his heart beat like a drum, and the venom flowing in his veins like magma surged, strengthening his body.
This amount of pure power and murderous intent was enough to break a person - anyone - like a stick.
But the man in front of him was different, unique.
He had never been as worried as he was at that moment that he would not be able to break the "stick".
"I knew you from thousands of miles away in a damn hole in the ground."
Bane spoke in the silence, his voice hoarse and deep under the ventilator.
"I met you in my dream, and then I escaped from that hell, from my dream, for one purpose. To find you, then destroy you and take over Gotham that belongs to you."
"So you came to my city and hid in the gutter in the corner like a rat?"
He heard Batman say, "Release the lunatics from Arkham and watch me deal with them until they wear me down to exhaustion, and you dare not stand before me?"
Bane knew full well that Batman was trying to provoke him, and he would never fall for it.
"I've seen too many self-important fools like you. You've caused so much death, so many lives lost... just for the so-called rule of this city, just for such a ridiculous reason?"
"I'll kill for anything."
Bane answered him. His momentum grew stronger as the verbal exchange continued: "I will kill to eliminate the harsh sound."
His muscles flexed and his bones pulsed: "I will kill to extinguish the light in the eyes of those who dare to look me in the eye."
Bane clearly saw the anger gushing out of Batman's eyes. He knew very well that this was an unprecedented challenge.
A direct confrontation with the Dark Knight who has not been weakened to the extreme!
Really…
So exciting!
Then he saw the big black bat put the Cheshire Cat and Deadshot on his shoulders on the left and right without saying a word, picked up Killer Croc with one hand, and clamped the Ventriloquist under his ribs with the other hand, and put his feet together, and turned into two wheels in a flash.
Bane: