Boom!
Poison Ivy drove the wooden dragon and the plant crab and collided fiercely with Bane. Bane, who was over 4 meters tall, lifted the big crab made of plants high up with just one hand, turned it over and threw it on the ground, then jumped on the other side, laughing wildly and raised his fist - once, twice, three times, and started beating it like a drum.
Chen Tao simply didn't know what to say.
Robin stood nearby and asked him, "Do you want me to call the ventriloquist?"
Chen Tao trembled his lips twice: "I have never been good at fighting."
"So do you want to make a call or not? I think Poison Ivy definitely can't beat Bane. It's already amazing that she can suppress him for such a short time..."
"Damn it, call someone! Quick!"
Chen Tao was furious, but on the surface he remained calm. He stood on a large bluestone in the swamp, looking down like a superhero, and said with all his might:
"No problem, I had expected this result." He tried to cheer Robin up, and then said:
Everything is in my plan, the Batman Who Laughs... oh no, I, Batman!"
Below are the five people who were beaten up by Bane alone. So far, no one has been injured.
puff!
Count Vertigo suddenly rushed into Bane's attack range as if he had lost his mind.
Deadshot simply didn't understand why this idiot did this. Oh! Maybe he relied on his ability to stun others, and the closer he was to activate it, the stronger the effect would be. He actually tried to use his head to press against Bane to activate his ability, hoping to achieve the final effect -
Death Shooter can only say he is an idiot.
His strength, speed, experience and fighting skills were all crushed. Stealing in front of the store owner, who else but a fool could he be
Bane grabbed his body before he got close, then grabbed his upper and lower body and lifted them high above his head, exerting force -
Hiss, the black blood of the Count of Dizziness all poured onto Bane's head.
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Every Saturday, the Gotham Gazette devotes a small section to a lifestyle column called "Gotham is..."
In this column, citizens of Gotham are randomly selected to complete the sentence "Gotham is..." using no more than three words.
When Bane first came to Gotham, he liked this column very much.
Here are the words used to describe Gotham over the past few weeks:
"Damn it."
"Cursed."
"madhouse."
"Murderous."
"Gotham is evil."
"Gotham's odds are slim."
"Gotham is hopeless."
Bain deeply agreed with this. He once thought that such a sinful city should be conquered by him. If such a sin was not under his control, it would be a great regret in his life.
But he has now said goodbye to these past thoughts.
At this moment, he just felt his heart leaping with joy, and he felt like he was floating in the air.
All the worries and dissatisfactions of these days disappeared with the loud laughter.
He felt like he had endless energy, and he felt happy and crazy.
It was strange, he had been so serious and full of hatred, but all that had lost its meaning as he inhaled the laughing gas. What plan, what seizure of the city
To him, none of this matters now.
He just wanted to kill the bat now. Whoever wanted this rotten city could have it, but he didn't like it.
He felt he could do it.
Because, because, he is a warrior of justice, a hero who fights against evil—
Bain!
Thinking of this, Bane grinned and laughed out loud.
The creepy laugh made Death Shooter's legs go weak.
The trees could not stop him at all. Those winding, twisted branches that moved on the ground like pythons were only shattered by his strange power.
Bane felt better than ever. No one could stop him. He didn't need to think of any plans. He just had to tear down the green protective shell summoned by Poison Ivy bit by bit, then go straight to the dragon, kill everyone present, and then -
Wait until a large dark grey zombie comes out to stop him.
Solomon Grundy.
Unlike many Gotham monsters, this big zombie has almost zero sanity, and controlling him requires some special means.
"Solomon Grundy... was born on Monday."
Killer Croc stood beside Chen Tao, panting. He was covered in water and his tongue was hanging out of his mouth.
"Oh my god! This zombie swims almost as fast as me. I thought I was an amphibian. I had to hold the cow and it took me a long time to successfully lead him here."
The big zombie was hugging the golden cow and eating it with relish. Killer Croc said to Chen Tao: "Okay, Batman, um..."
He turned his head away and uttered a dull sound: "This feels really weird."
"You get used to it after a while, Killer Croc." Chen Tao replied: "Times have changed, and Batman must keep up with the times."
As he answered Alfred's call, he said to Killer Croc, "You know, 'A good man needs three helpers.'"
"Solomon Grundy, born on Monday!"
The big zombie was chewing meat while mumbling: "Solomon Grundy, Tuesday was..."
"No, Solomon Grundy was born on Tuesday!"
"?"
The big zombie paused in his eating motion for a second. The next second, he could not help but get furious.
"Nonsense! Born on a Monday!"
"Batman, can you please hurry up? We can't hold on any longer!"
Deadshot screamed, "When we are all hammered, we will die now!"
"Solomon Grundy, died Monday!"
"Get married on Wednesday!"
“Baptism on Saturday!”
A loud voice came from the sky. The big gray zombie showed a confused and angry expression on his face.
"No, no, it's all wrong!"
The big gray zombie was enraged as expected.
He suddenly raised his head towards the sky, trying to find the arrogant person who dared to tamper with his nursery rhyme, but how could he see the shadow of Batman's invisible fighter plane in the clear sky
So, as expected, his furious gaze turned to Bane who was killing people.
"Who tampered with Grundy's nursery rhyme?"
Deadshot and Poison Ivy looked at each other, then stood aside and pointed at Bane together.
"He did it."
"What? Burp hahaha..."
Bane was still laughing crazily, and the next second, the big gray zombie's fist hit him in the face.
Bang!
His face was sunken by the hammer, like a piece of cake that was sunken by being pressed.
The sound of bones tearing could be heard, and even the combined effect of Titan Venom and Joker Gas could not stop the tremendous pain.
Bane let out a wail of pain, and suddenly he could no longer laugh.
"Solomon Grundy, born on Monday, Grundy told you, Grundy was born on Monday!!!"
"Why can't I understand? Born-on-Monday!"
"Asshole, that's not what I said!"
Bane, who had barely regained consciousness, raised his head. Half of his face was covered by Solomon Grundy: "You..."
But at this moment, when no one could react, the pool of black mucus on the ground suddenly rushed towards Bane's face and merged with the black blood that the Dizzy Count had dripped on Bane's face before.
Chen Tao's heart skipped a beat.
The Black of Decay that he had been waiting for... had finally made its move.
He saw Bane's eyes turn gray.