Dead silence.
The door opened automatically.
No, not the more gentle and polite method of unlocking the door.
Instead, someone grabbed the door handle and used tremendous strength to force the wooden door open!
The door lock made a teeth-grinding scream as the metal lock core forcibly broke through the cheap plywood door and stubbornly connected to the twisted and deformed metal door frame.
A gust of wind blew, bringing the cold air from outside into the room.
Beep.
clatter.
Harley Quinn shuddered. She regretted how she was attracted by the skeleton and didn't notice someone approaching the door.
During the countless days and nights in Arkham, she should have trained her hearing to the limit.
At this time, the evening was just coming to an end. The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the broken door, illuminating the room with a gloomy darkness. It was as if this little bit of light gave meaning to the existence of the darkness itself.
Then... it went out.
Harley Quinn slowly picked up her backpack.
The tall figure stood at the door. The light suddenly dimmed, and the evening was about to end at this moment.
Harley Quinn sighed heavily.
"You're such a hard girl to find."
she heard Batman say.
silence.
Harley Quinn looked at the person who walked in, and the corners of her mouth began to slowly rise, and she had an urge to laugh out loud.
"Ah!!!" She screamed hysterically: "Oh my God, why is it you again!!!"
She walked over to a nearby tree—a miniature dragon's blood tree that Poison Ivy had created—and banged her head against the trunk.
"Ahhhh, oh god! Batman will never be able to find Harley Quinn!"
"I have some questions for you."
She heard Batman say in his familiar deep voice:
"For example, where can I find your good friend Poison Ivy?"
Harley Quinn stops hitting the tree.
She tilted her head.
"I need your help..."
"Forget it, dear. In a way, I've started a new life."
Harley suddenly became very normal, as if the one who was crazy just now was not her at all.
"Listen, Ivy's hanging out with some bad guys, and he and Plant Master are planning to turn the entire Earth green, and I need to stop them, they're a deadly combination, Harley.
Many people will be injured, and even... Never mind, maybe it's useless for me to say this. You just need to know one more thing, Ivy, it's also very likely that someone will be injured or killed. "
she heard Batman say.
Harley had to admit that Batman knew very well about the relationship between him and Poison Ivy, and when he heard that Ivy might also be hurt, she did have some impulses... but they were just impulses.
"No. I don't want to get involved in your mess anymore." Harley replied, "I've said goodbye to capes, tights and masks. I just want to be an ordinary person quietly."
"Really? Too bad you're not."
Harley Quinn followed Batman's gaze and saw four skeletons lying on the ground. She grabbed her two braids and nervously let out two hysterical screams again.
She turned around and grabbed Frank, the carnivorous plant that was standing in the pot like a real plant.
"Asshole asshole asshole asshole asshole, it's obviously you who killed him—"
"Blaming your murders on plants won't reduce your sentence, Harley Quinn."
Harley Quinn slapped the plant twice.
"I advise you..."
Harley Quinn jumps around on the Piranha Plant.
"Your emotional release..."
With a crash, Harley Quinn slammed towards the window. As long as she broke the window, she could escape from the room!
Harley calculated the distance. Even Batman, unless his arms could transform...
"!!!"
"Okay, I surrender."
Chen Tao retracted his arm and put Harley on the ground. The huge dinosaur arm shrank back in an instant, like a collapsed sponge, and soon returned to normal human size, without even the clothes breaking.
Such a sight that directly violates the law of conservation of mass is enough to make 90% of the world's scientists drop their jaws, but for the people of Gotham, no matter what Batman can do, it is commonplace, and no matter how Batman wins, it is inevitable, and Harley has become accustomed to it.
After all, Batman always wins and will always win.
…
…
…
This is Bane's hideout.
People always feel that a conspiracy expert like him should have his lair set up in some mysterious submarine or flying military base.
But neither is true.
This is just an ordinary hotel in Gotham.
At this time, Bane was sitting on the sofa in the room, filling the single sofa with his huge body of 2.15 meters.
“… This time, the city government decided to mobilize the National Guard out of morality, justice, and responsibility…”
"Batman? I must say that a masked vigilante who breaks the law like this can't be compared with a real hero..."
"Let us welcome our true heroes, Mayor Carroll, and the Chief of the National Guard, with warm applause and sincere gratitude..."
The experts on TV and those fat-headed officials were still chattering away. After introducing the situation, he quickly began to desperately belittle Batman and then boasted about the actions of City Hall.
The muscular monster was thinking.
Frankly, he would have almost pitied him if he hadn't been planning on destroying the bat.
Batman is doing his best for the city, but those at City Hall and the higher-ups in Gotham are a bunch of complete idiots.
He simply couldn't believe that someone would be stupid enough to tell everyone about his military movements detail by detail on television.
Batman? No one takes the most dangerous character seriously.
Those guys on TV right now, the well-dressed ones, they only care about how much traffic they can get from discrediting Batman and elevating themselves, they are more like vultures fighting over carrion than those lunatics in Arkham.
They mocked the Dent Act, belittled Jim Gordon, denied Batman's power, and pulled down everything Batman had done for the city over the past decade.
They say that it is the existence of Batman that attracts those cross-dressing lunatics. They describe today's chaos and madness as the mutual attraction of lunatics. They claim that only the army can maintain order and only city hall can bring about change.
But they never thought about...
Why was Harvey Dent so disappointed with the judiciary
Why did Edward Nygma go mad
Why was Arnold, who was once honest, arrested and imprisoned
Gotham is rotten. Bane knows this better than many native Gothamites—he discovered it on his first day in the city.
"Batman and his so-called super criminals are all crazy and perverted. We must take this opportunity to put an end to them once and for all..."
Bane frowned. What the TV was saying was becoming more and more disgusting.
Those people who talk eloquently on TV and express their "insights" have greasy hair and powdered faces, and exude a stench from head to toe. Even Bain finds them disgusting.
So he gave up torturing his ears and turned down the volume on the TV.
Boom!
A muffled sound above his head made him frown.
Boom!
He sighed.
"That's enough. Can you three finish this quickly?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the next second, with a loud bang, the ceiling collapsed. His three men, "Zombie Man", "Caveman" and "Birdman" and an enemy dressed like an owl broke through the wooden ceiling and rolled down.
"Stop, Bane! City Hall has mobilized tens of thousands of National Guards to deal with you, and the Court of Owls intends to fight you..."
Bane sighed.
"What are you? Never mind—"