Bane had never felt anything like it.
The other party only needs a glance to understand what he means, and only needs to make a gesture and the other party will immediately respond accordingly.
This cooperation, like that of soul mates, was so strange that it almost drove him crazy.
They didn't seem like a pair of enemies who were fighting each other for life and death a few days ago. Instead, they looked like a pair of twin brothers who had practiced countless times and had perfect coordination.
"Damn it, how could you..."
The black monster of decay was no match for them.
A large number of wood chips were peeled off, as easily as peeling off the flesh of a dragon fruit. He was already very weak, and there was no way he could resist the combined forces of Bane and Batman.
The power of the Black of Corruption still remains in Bane. It can neither corrode Bane nor do anything to Batman who can turn into metal at any time.
Even dead things will lose the ability to resist after being dismembered. The plant master's body is already very broken. Even if the three hunters of the Black Decay try their best to drive it, if this body is physically broken...
The three hunters barely managed to command those under their control to rush forward for a final resistance, but they could only continuously send crisis energy to Chen Tao.
Boom!
The black creation of decay fell down. The Plant Master, who had been completely controlled by decay, collapsed on the ground and kept shaking. All kinds of rotten things emerged from the broken parts of his body that were beaten by his fists. Bane held on to the tree beside him, panting. After continuously destroying the army and being manipulated by others, his body and strength had reached the limit.
Chen Tao spat at the Rotten Black who was twitching on the ground, then took out a large bottle of Lhasa Spring water and poured it on him.
With a sound like barbecue, the rotten black monster fell to the ground and couldn't move.
Poison Ivy regained her strength, and the green plants gradually wrapped around the Plant Master: "Jason cannot die. He is an important part of the green of all things—"
"I have no intention of killing him." Looking at Poison Ivy's slightly vigilant eyes, Chen Tao replied to Poison Ivy: "Control it well."
Poison Ivy breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, after all, Jason is not human... I was really worried that you would..."
Batman has killed countless of those talking plants she created in the past.
Chen Tao ignored her.
"And then..."
Before Chen Tao turned around, Bane leaped high into the air: "We will meet again, Bat. This is definitely not the last time we will meet—"
Chen Tao shook his head.
He turned his attention to the Cheshire Cats. The power of the black decay faded from them, and they supported each other and stood up stupidly from the ground.
The Cheshire Cat's Mask: The cat never takes off her mask, even in front of the people she trusts the most. Her father forced her to marry a master of poison, which led to the Cheshire Cat running away from home. But one day the cat will have to accept her fate.
"My appearance brings me nothing but tragedy."
Ventriloquist's Glasses: Arnold had never felt the warmth of the world until Batman came to him.
"Batman! My God!"
Their insignificant scratching attacks brought Chen Tao nearly 14 points of crisis energy and three more useless rubbish Batmen, but what Harley Quinn brought to Chen Tao forced him to pay attention:
Harley Quinn's Broken Baseball Bat
Introduction: The baseball bat in Harley Quinn's hand is made from the broken wooden handle of the big wooden hammer given to him by the Joker, and was made by Poison Ivy herself. Although Ivy often objects to Harley keeping the Joker's things around her, and always turns the baseball bat into a wooden snake to scare Harley, this bat is still Harley Quinn's favorite weapon.
Before Harley Quinn was corroded by the power of the Black of Decay, this baseball bat was the last to break. But the extraordinary love cannot change the fate of destruction. Even the most twisted and loyal feelings in the world cannot get the cruel pale man to respond. You may be able to use it to summon the bat from a parallel universe...
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Chen Tao was surprised. It was the first time he saw such a strange change in the Alfred Protocol.
But, could this being who was summoned because of his twisted love for the Pale Man be Batman
"No, my little pudding! He loves me. I believe he loves me. Why? Why do you always think about Batman? I am the one who loves you the most!"
Converted Crisis Energy Units: 40
The number of crisis energy units you currently hold: 124
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Joker
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The Iceberg Restaurant in Gotham City is home to the super villain Penguin.
This used to be the largest casino and alcohol smuggling center in Gotham, but now only smuggling business remains. Under the continuous attack of Batman, Penguin Oswald Cobblepot finally gave up the casino business in his old nest.
It is already past nine o'clock in the evening, and the evil and cruel Penguin is eating his midnight snack: a piece of pink strawberry cake.
The Iceberg Restaurant is about to close, and the gangster tycoon, who has been working hard to commit crimes all day, needs a piece of strawberry cake to reward himself.
—However, since he always eats such sweets late at night, it is no wonder that he is short and fat, just like an extra-large, wrinkled, fat penguin.
Penguin is a little absent-minded today.
The recent escape of a gang of lunatics from Arkham Asylum has almost completely destroyed the order of Gotham - everyone slipped out.
The Joker, Scarecrow, Zsasz, the Riddler, and Two-Face are simply a horde of demons. They have turned Gotham into a mess. Every day there are crazy people fighting and terrorist attacks on the streets. Business is impossible because people either run into the police or encounter accidents.
"Oh, it's all crazy." Thinking of this, Penguin sighed and poured himself a glass of milk. He didn't drink coffee. As a middle-aged man, he couldn't sleep if he took too much caffeine.
There are lunatics one after another these days. The newcomer Bane is also a lunatic. It is getting harder and harder for a decent criminal like him to survive. I will close the shop early in the next two days and wait for Batman to sort out the chaos.
The Penguin smacked his lips, his brain somewhat empty from the nourishment of sugar.
The casino and arms business are always being hit, and the old business is not doing well anymore. We have to think of new ways to increase revenue and reduce expenditure...
Maybe he could invest in some ice cream trucks or burrito shops with Penguin as the spokesperson? Then he could have his men with guns guard the gates. No one would dare to rob him, right
Or you can invest in stocks. I heard there’s something called Bitcoin that’s pretty good recently…
But just as the Penguin was enjoying the quiet moment of eating cake and thinking about the future direction of his business, a younger brother stumbled into his office with a look of horror on his face, and tripped on the shiny carpet.
"Oh no, Boss! It's the clown! The clown is coming!"
"!"
With a puff, the penguin man holding the cup took a deep breath, and the milk spurted out of his hooked nose.