"What I mean is that the Joker kidnapped Mayor Carlo after all. He is a mayor after all. Although his power is not very great and his mind is full of power, he is the mayor of the entire Gotham City after all."
"Wouldn't the Joker do to him...?"
Chen Tao interrupted him: "How can there be any problem with the bait before the fish is hooked?"
Having said that, if it was the real Batman, he would definitely go to rescue him immediately. Because if he broke his promise, the Joker might not hurt Mayor Carlo, but he might also hurt him.
The outcome of this matter will become an unknown result. It may develop in a good direction, but it may also develop in a bad direction - so!
The real Batman would not gamble his understanding of the Joker with other people's lives.
But Chen Tao is different.
The time traveler chose to go all in.
Anyway, if you lose the bet, it’s not your life that you will lose.
He would not be like a stray dog, being summoned and dismissed by the Joker at will, and then go and beat up other people in Arkham, making himself tired and rolling his eyes.
The group of lunatics that Bane released from Arkham must be eliminated, but not in this way. When the time comes, these mercenaries will be used. Otherwise, why would he spend money on them
Fighting Bane with a tired attitude? He's not stupid.
Instead, he planned to disgust the other party with Bane's own plan.
"Has the stuff been delivered to the clown?"
Tim nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
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A playground in the suburbs.
All kinds of weird-looking henchmen of the Joker Gang sat listlessly in various bumper cars or Ferris wheels.
These bumper cars are modified artillery cars, real killing weapons, and the speed of the Ferris wheel has been accelerated. If Batman dares to go up, his brains will be shaken evenly -
But it's all useless.
The Joker told them that Batman would come, but he had broken his promise two hours ago.
"Impossible, I've already clearly informed Penguin... Batman would never do such a thing!"
The Joker was a little mad: "This is not a bat!"
The Scarecrow's voice sounded nearby:
"Maybe Penguin didn't inform Bat..."
"impossible!"
The Joker said, "I saw the message he sent out with my own eyes."
He paced back and forth anxiously, and even the smile on his face faded a lot.
He rushed over and grabbed Mayor Carlo by the collar: "Hey, aren't you some alien robot or puppet?"
"No, no, I'm just an ordinary person, a real human being! Please let me go!" The mayor cried. There was no rope tied on his body, but he still didn't dare to escape.
The reason he was crying was not because of the clown's threat, but because there were four loose-type mines under the seat he was sitting on, and a remote-controlled and timed dual-mode bomb around his neck. He was like a human powder keg.
Are you moved? I dare not move.
"Maybe Batman is busy." Scarecrow said, "I have almost lost my patience after waiting for so long. Why can't we do something else that can really bring fear to this city and control this city instead of shrinking in this boring playground?"
He saw that the clown ignored him and kept muttering to himself like a madman, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry:
"Why can't bats—"
"I know bats! As soon as a bat sticks its butt out, I know what kind of bat shit it's going to poop!"
The Joker said that he looked very normal, full of logical thinking based on rational reasoning, just like a pale detective.
The Scarecrow thought the Clown had gotten even sicker.
But at this moment, a drone broke into the trap carefully set by the Joker.
When the scarecrow saw the clown running after him shouting, he was as happy as a child who was about to be given candy.
There is a recorder hanging under the Bat Drone.
The clown couldn't wait to take the recorder and pressed the play button.
"This is Batman."
The clown immediately showed an excited expression as if you were finally here, but his face turned into anger in the next second.
Because he heard Batman say:
"Joker, you are not the biggest threat right now. Stop sending me messages through Penguin. I'm afraid Bane will misunderstand that I don't take him seriously enough."
"The police or the National Guard or whatever are going to come and clean up this mess you've made. Stop harassing me."
“Ah or no,” said the Scarecrow.
Then the next second he met the clown's red eyes.
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Bane arrives at Blackgate Prison Island at night.
Most of his men were landing, and he gathered those he had scattered across Gotham, the strong men he had brought from Santa Prisca.
He led the entire team swimming underwater into Blackgate Prison... through the sewer pipes.
Normally the railing structure of a sewer pipe would be electrified, but since it had received two of Bane's punches, that was no longer a problem.
Bane and his men knew every inch of Blackgate Prison. It was obvious that this was part of a plan that had been in the works for a long time.
Before Bane even gets to Blackgate, there's already been a massive jailbreak at the prison, so when Bane arrives... the party is at its peak.
After Bane continued to break hundreds of people's necks, no one dared to challenge his authority anymore.
Beep, beep…
Bain answered his call.
The Penguin's helpless voice came from the other side: "I feel like that silly kid in elementary school who was caught between two classmates with different personalities. Sometimes I have to pass messages for one, sometimes I have to pass messages for the other."
He said: "I have information about who the Joker is, and I can guarantee that this information must have come from Batman."
He said: "I don't know why Batman gave you this information, but I think he must think you can use it."
"Pass it over here."
Bane answered him calmly, then hung up the phone and said, "Bring the warden and his followers here... I want to completely integrate the military strength of this prison."
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"Introducing, Mr. Bruce Wayne, Lincoln March, Chief Operating Officer of March Ventures—"
"Candidate for Gotham Mayor this term. Yes, I know. And you're the one funding the East Side clinic of March Ventures-Leslie Tompkins, right?"
Chen Tao was talking about the information he had seen before the banquet, but he suddenly felt his head buzzing.
He recognized who the other person was!
Lincoln March—Isn't this guy a member of the Court of Owls
Chen Tao looked at the other party, and the sharp claw of the Court of Owls showed a decent smile: "Regarding investment, I am really interested, and I also want to be a part of it. Bruce, can we discuss the details?"
Chen Tao looked at him steadily.
"Mr. Bruce?"
"Of course." Chen Tao answered him: "What do you think?"