What Bad Thoughts Can Batman Have

Chapter 80: Just cause

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Inside the Batcave, it is now around 7:00 PM.

Many Arkham villains have been stuffed into the transparent prison. As soon as Chen Tao released the control of the chip for them, they immediately started to perform what is called a riot of demons.

"What are you doing? Just be quiet!"

Harley Quinn acted as a prison guard between the cages. She swung a baseball bat and hit the transparent tempered glass twice with a bang.

"Want to fight with me?"

"Ugh—girl," Flamingo jumped up and lay on the glass, licking it with his tongue and howling, "You are just a follower of the clown, sooner or later I will gnaw your face—"

Harry was immediately furious.

"Don't mention it in front of me—" She tried to rush forward, open the transparent cage, and rush in to fight with the flamingo, but before she could do that, she was easily rolled away by the Poison Ivy's vines.

"Hmm, bat coffee tastes really good." She said while sipping her coffee leisurely, "Even though it's made from the corpses of coffee beans."

Behind her, Harley Quinn, who was held upside down in the air, was punching and kicking the air. Killer Croc and Mr. Freeze were sitting together playing poker, and judging from the pile of banknotes next to Mr. Freeze, Killer Croc seemed to have lost a lot.

"Glad you like it." The ventriloquist said attentively, holding the coffee pot beside him: "Robin, thank you for telling me where the coffee is."

Tim sat nearby with an unhappy look on his face.

"I can't believe that one day I will be drinking coffee in the Batcave." The Penguin sat next to him with a small plate of desserts in front of him. He threw a macaron into his mouth: "In the past, I came here with a black eye. Not like now-"

He turned to Robin and said, "Hey, Wonder Boy, we've finished our snacks, go get some more!"

He saw the other party clench his fists, so he immediately said: "Hey, what do you want to do? Batman asked you to treat us well!"

Tim finally went to get some snacks in a huff.

"I hope you die of snacks soon!"

After he left, Penguin said, "Oh my God, he really left. I didn't expect him to be so obedient."

"After all, I think we are now on the side of justice." Poison Ivy replied with great satisfaction: "This is exactly what I once thought about, you know, the prodigal son returns, washes his hands in a golden basin, and the American dream—"

She opened her hands:

"I am convinced that we are serving a just cause!"

Penguin took a sip of coffee. Behind them were the howling demons and monsters. He said:

"I'm not sure we..."

“Ahhhhhh…”

But he was interrupted before he could finish his words.

Violent screams echoed throughout the Batcave.

The hoarse wailing scared the Penguin so much that the coffee sprayed out of his hooked nose.

He coughed loudly, then turned his head and was horrified to find that Batman was pressing a red-hot iron directly against Two-Face's face with a perverted and twisted smile on his face.

“Hahahahahahahahaha!”

"Hiss—" The Penguin Man couldn't help but take a breath.

The hall, which was originally filled with chaos, gradually became quiet. Many of the Arkham villains who were making noise just now looked at each other, some awkwardly, and slowly stopped their noisy actions.

Penguin swallowed. He whispered to Poison Ivy, "Are you sure we are doing a just cause?"

Chen Tao put the red-hot iron back into the hot brazier, and then said to the two-faced man:

"Okay, now you are no longer the Two-Faced Man. From now on, your name is the Three-Faced Man."

He brought a mirror and reflected the poor Two-Face man handcuffed to his seat—

It should be the former Two-Face Man. Now a new scar has been burned on his face, completely covering his original dark green scar, making his face appear in three completely different colors.

He pulled another object from his belt and thrust it into Harvey Dent's hand.

"This is a three-sided dice. If you roll a 1, you kill me. If you roll a 2, you let me live. If you roll a 3—"

"Let's sit down and have a cup of coffee and hot chocolate and discuss what to do about Bane. Oh, and by the way..."

Penguin watched him take out a bottle of fear gas that was enough to kill two people and spray it directly on Two-Face's face: "I almost forgot, lubricant."

Chen Tao felt that the fear gas was extremely useful. When training the villains, things became much simpler once lubricant was used.

"Hey, my fear gas isn't meant to be used that way—" The scarecrow who was locked in another transparent cell opened his mouth to protest, but before he could finish his words, Chen Tao snapped his fingers and he fell to the ground with a bang like a mummy.

The Mad Hatter's chip deprived him of control of his body. The Penguin saw his eyes rolling around, but he couldn't say a word.

“I…I…I…”

Chen Tao uncuffed the two-faced man. The two-faced man hesitated for a long time, then took the dice tremblingly.

He threw it and unfortunately threw it to 1. So he jumped up immediately:

"I killed you—"

“What bad luck.”

Half of Chen Tao's arm turned into the forelimb of a dinosaur. He knocked him to the ground with one punch, then jumped up and stepped and kicked him in the face. After a physical memory disappearance, the two-faced man was pushed back to his seat, and Chen Tao snatched the three-sided dice.

He took out the branding iron from the brazier, pointed it at the position, and pointed it at the two-faced man's face...

Squeak!

Two-Face's screams resounded throughout the cave again. The Arkham lunatics all took a deep breath and sat quietly on the floor of their cells.

"This is a four-sided dice. As usual, if you roll a 1... a 2... a 4, we'll go fight Bane together."

Two-Face threw out a 1.

“What bad luck.”

"Aa ...

Five minutes later, the Penguin looked at Harvey Dent who was standing quietly beside him with a twitching mouth.

"Two-faced man, you..."

"Don't call me a two-faced man, call me a five-faced man." Then he heard the other party say righteously: "I have made the decision to become a partner of justice!"

His tone was as light-hearted and cheerful as that of a young girl who was ignorant of the world.

He turned his head half a circle, revealing a large patch of colorful paint on his face. He rolled his eyes and made a "yeah" gesture with his hands:

"Now I look like Batman!"

"Batman must have screwed your brain..."

The Penguin wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a violent scream.

It's a firefly!

The Penguin knew that he was a super pyromaniac who could not control his desire to burn everything around him to ashes, but now fire had become his biggest fear.

Under the influence of the fear toxin, he began to develop an acute fear of fire, but soon he underwent a textbook desensitization treatment.

"This is so perverted." Killer Croc and Mr. Freeze put down the playing cards in their hands and walked to the side of the Penguin.

They watched Batman spray some fear gas on the face of this villain, then immediately ride on the opposite side and start shooting left and right repeatedly, then connect the power to another villain and start directly shocking him with a crackling sound. Several people shuddered.

"Honestly, are we...really on the side of justice?"