Chen Tao was flying over the rooftops and running on the walls. When he encountered a wide place, he turned back into legs, and when he encountered a flat place, he turned into wheels. Bane tried his best but couldn't catch up with him.
Fight? Fight for nothing, how can I beat him? I'll just run away.
The speed reaches 70 miles per hour, and I feel free and easy. Bane and rockets all burn into exhaust gas.
"Bain, aren't you going to continue chasing?"
The pale man nicknamed Zombie was carrying a rocket launcher, sweating profusely, with bruises all over his face.
He was too excited in chasing just now and left Bane too far, so the dinosaur punched him in the face.
How dare you hinder my escape!
—If Bane hadn’t come to pick him up, he would probably be in the intensive care unit now.
Damn it! He had never seen anyone run so fast in his life... well, it was a dinosaur, but he had never seen such a weird thing.
The expressions on the faces of Bane's other two men, the caveman and the birdman, were no different from the zombies, with a sour look on their faces - not only could they not catch up, but they were always shot by the death shooter. This was no fun. When they heard that Bane finally said he would not chase him anymore, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Bane stood quietly in the middle of the street, looking up at the rooftop where Batman escaped, like a young boy opening his arms and embracing the cool evening breeze on a midsummer night full of fireflies.
"Things have changed, caveman."
His subordinate nicknamed Caveman wiped the cold sweat from his head: "Understood, Bane. I will submit a comprehensive analysis report of Batman's weakened condition and unknown abilities to you immediately."
"No, that's not necessary. We need to start a new plan. But we need time. Give Batman something to do so he doesn't have time to bother us."
Bain's voice was obviously very low, but his tone gradually became higher, like a beast that tasted blood, or like a girl singing softly calling her beloved lover.
"Batman ran away because he wasn't sure he could beat me, and coincidentally... neither was I. I wanted to test his strength, but he didn't give me the chance—he was more cautious than I thought."
He leaped up and down between the houses like a comet, and the sirens in the distance were blaring for him, like the low hum of the Jews when Moses parted the sea.
"The way of war is changing... Everyone, get ready. Stay in radio contact."
"Also, don't get into conflicts with the police. It would be bad if you damage the streets. After all... this will eventually be my city."
The other side.
Baji.
After more than half an hour of high-speed sprinting, Death Shooter, Cheshire Cat Killer Croc and Ventriloquist were thrown into an alley by Chen Tao. The fighting and chasing just now seemed like a dream.
"Um… "
Head, empty.
Thinking, stagnant.
The Cheshire Cat said dazedly, "I don't remember Batman knowing these."
"It's obvious that the guy hesitated for a long time between being Batman or Dinosaur Man." Deadshot grinded his bloody teeth and told a cold joke.
"So, we are just left here?" Killer Croc yelled, "Where is my employer? Where is Batman? Where is my money?"
Deadshot didn't care about Killer Croc's shouting. This time he was really thinking from the bottom of his heart about not taking this mission.
Look at what he has met—Bane, Batman, and the super-powered guy called Tattooed Man. If it were a few years ago, no matter how big the trouble was, he would dare to go for it as long as he was paid enough money, but it is different now, he has a daughter.
When Bane touched his throat just now, he had thought more than once what would happen to his daughter if he lost him
The answer is nothing.
Zoe had adoptive parents, and when the news of his death came, his daughter might be a little sad... but she would eventually forget him.
His existence would vanish like a hyacinth in the clear sky. No one would remember him, no one would miss him, and he wouldn't even live in anyone's memory. He would be like a wandering ghost, like Captain Javelin, Slipknot, or the Tattooed Man.
This was absolutely unacceptable to Floyd Lawton.
Deadshot knows very well that he is a scumbag and a super villain. His love for his daughter can never be selfless and devoted. His love contains vicious possessiveness, which is ugly but affectionate.
I want to watch my daughter grow up!
I want to live with my daughter forever!
I want to see my daughter get married and start a family!
I want to witness every important moment in my daughter’s life!
I want to die on the hospital bed listening to my daughter’s crying!
This is Floyd Lawton's cowardly and despicable wish!
Therefore, even if a mercenary named Death Shooter is regarded as a coward and a fool, he must live timidly.
So he turned to the ventriloquist who was still searching for his lost glasses on the ground and said, "That's enough, Arnold. Tell your employer behind you that I quit."
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…
…
bite!
The elevator door opened.
Chen Tao took the elevator to the top floor of the Gotham City Police Department. A young civilian police officer looked as if she had seen Batman and dropped the file bag in her hand to the ground with a clatter.
Chen Tao held his expression tight, calmly turned to the staircase next to the elevator, and came to the rooftop.
Damn, why is this hook gun so hard to use
Commissioner Gordon was waiting for him on the rooftop.
"I turned the bat light on, I turned the bat light off... Hey, I turned it on again, I turned it off again..."
Chen Tao tiptoed up behind him.
"Gordon."
"Woooa ...
"Um… "
Chen Tao said, "So, why are you calling me in such a hurry? What's the matter?"
Gordon sighed: "The streets are full of crazy people recently. The situation has reached a point where it is out of control."
This is nonsense.
Chen Tao narrowed his eyes hidden under the mask and waited for Gordon to continue.
"I know you've done a lot. You captured the Mad Hatter, and Zsasz..."
"Pick up the key points."
"Okay." Gordon sighed and said as if he had made up his mind: "The mayor has decided to mobilize the National Guard. This is very dangerous, but I can't stop him."
The National Guard is an independent military force affiliated with the state government and the only regular army that can fight on US soil.
The mayor's decision means that they have completely lost confidence in the situation in Gotham.
In this regard, Chen Tao feels:
Really good!
It would be best if the National Guard of 400,000 or 500,000 people rushed into Gotham and beat Bane into a meat patty, and then directly launched a dimensionality reduction attack, killing all the villains in Gotham and sending them to the electric chair. Then, Batman Bruce Wayne could retire and be a wealthy man.
Gordon pinched the bridge of his nose. "But these guys don't understand Gotham at all. They use the same thinking to deal with ordinary criminals to deal with the lunatics in Gotham. This is bound to go wrong... But our stupid mayor just treats this as another campaign trick."
"I'm concerned about that, but what's more troubling is that they've already targeted you, dead or alive."
"So you're asking me to stay out of the National Guard's purge of Bane and Gotham?"
Yay!
Chen Tao cheered in his heart.
"That's right." Gordon had a sad expression on his face. "I will try my best to prevent the military from getting into any major problems, but you really can't appear again and irritate the sensitive nerves of those politicians. I know this is very unfair to you..."
Ah, not at all.
Chen Tao maintained his outward seriousness, but Gordon interpreted this solemnity in a different way.
"Okay, fine, Bats, you can continue to be involved in Bane's case - damn, as if you really won't be involved if I don't agree."
"No, you misunderstood."
Chen Tao immediately stopped his divergent thinking: "I really won't participate..."
“Ding ding ding…”
But at this moment, the voice of the Bat-Communicator interrupted their conversation.