What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 67 Venom
"See... what's going on? You didn't say beforehand that you had already reached a cooperation with Scarecrow Jonathan Klein!"

The two muscular and sharp claws roared and fought with the traitors under Penguin. Lincoln March raised his gauntlet, and a man wearing a white owl mask appeared on the lit three-dimensional 3D screen.

Lincoln March looked confused on the surface, trying not to let his voice show anger:

"You guys have already talked with him, why did you arrange for me to pretend to inspect him?"

In just a few seconds, Lincoln March's head has turned eighteen corners.

Anger rushed to his skull, making his brain clear:
"If I'm not wrong, there is no penguin who betrayed this accident, I'm afraid I will have a good talk with the Scarecrow, because no matter in terms of power or strength, the Scarecrow meets the collaborator standards you gave me before... "

The owl court's internal exploration plan for it was quickly and fully deduced in his mind:

"Then after the guest and the host have enjoyed themselves, the Scarecrow will take the opportunity to say that he is very interested in me, and wants to reach a personal ally with me, bypassing the court..."

Lincoln March continued to add in his heart:

"Then I will refuse, and the court will create other things to lower my vigilance towards the scarecrow. When I completely believe that I am the first member of the court to contact the scarecrow, I am afraid that I will really reach some agreement with the scarecrow behind the court's back." Partnership...and if the Scarecrow tells all of these things to the court, then it will be my... doom."

There was a chill in his heart, and he suppressed his anger and murderous intent, not showing it in his tone or face.

That's right, the face.

Although he is wearing a helmet, he is not sure whether the court has installed a monitor on his helmet, and he is not sure whether the expression on his face is being monitored by the court at the moment. Definitely, and therefore, dare not relax for a moment.

Sooner or later, you will all be fucked.

His heart was ruthless, but Bruce Wayne's melancholy face suddenly appeared in his mind.

"...I have a younger brother, his name is Thomas Wayne Jr., hahaha, my parents and I love him very much, but he was born with poor health..."

"...My parents entrusted him to Liulin Hospital, but one day he disappeared, and I have been looking for him..."

"...If you become the mayor of Gotham, can you help me find my brother?"

"... Please forgive my presumptuous request, I know that the mayor should not use his power to do things for me personally..."

"...I've been missing my brother..."

"...he is my relative..."

"……family……"

"...it's hard to find him, he can't be called Thomas Wayne Jr...."

But he might be called Lincoln March.

"I don't understand, Court." Lincoln March had a clear and confused expression on his face:
"As the court's most loyal claw, I shouldn't have questioned the court's decision.

But I don't understand why the court asked me to perform such a meaningless task? "

silence.

The man in the white owl mask opposite did not speak.

Lincoln March tried his best to keep his heart rate from changing. Even though he had been strengthened with amber gold, his heart was still beating.

He secretly carried out special intensive training on polygraphs without telling the court, and with just a little training, he could deceive that kind of stupid machine.

He's confident that even now that he's put on a lie detector, the court won't find that he didn't mean it.

"It's not meaningless, Lincoln." The man in the white owl mask said, "It's just to test the scarecrow, don't worry about it."

He said: "Now, you just need to help Scarecrow take out Penguin. Copopat stupid guy. When Falcone left, we spared his life...

But he shouldn't interfere with the court's plans.The thing he regrets most before his death will be his capricious personality in this life. "

"It's Venom, Oswald."

The scarecrow stood up from the ground, and he stretched his tall and thin body like a bamboo pole.

"He helped me realize that replenishing my strengths isn't an acknowledgment of my own insignificance."

Bang bang bang bang!

Without further ado, the dead shooter started pouring bullets at him. If there was an idea of ​​capturing the opponent alive before, but now there is no need to keep his hand anymore.

All kinds of bullets poured towards the scarecrow's limbs, the four guns in his hand fired together, and the metal storm would tear the scarecrow's limbs in the next second, turning him into a real human pig.

It doesn't matter even if it causes the other party to be permanently disabled or may bleed to death, it must be before the two sharp claws come to protect him...

Clang clang clang clang clang!

The delicate light of the knife is endless, and the sound of the collision of bullets and blades is as beautiful as a sonata played by a musician.

One by one bullets slowly fell to the ground, the dead shooter stopped shooting, his face was indifferent.

Such ordinary shooting is helpless to the opponent.

The scarecrow tightened his neckline and wiped his head.

"In fact, knowing your limitations is a strength."

He said: "And I have long realized that the best way to intimidate others is an unknown card and a new power."

He slowly opened his hand, and Lincoln March just watched the seven sharp claws he brought walk past him one by one, almost treating him as air that didn't exist.

At this moment, Jonathan Klein is more like the spokesperson of the Court of Owls than him.

"Hey, no way!"

Harley Quinn stood next to another muscle claw, and shouted loudly: "No way, no way, can't they all be muscle monsters? It can't be so outrageous!"

What responded to her was the muscular and sharp claws beside her slashing at the place where she had just stood.

The samurai sword, which was originally as long as the arm, was held in the hand of the muscular claws, like a 1 meter strong man holding a small table knife in his hand.

But even so, under the action of huge force, the floor where Harley was originally standing exploded immediately.

"Harry! Hell, you don't want to stand so close to this monster!"

Poison Ivy immediately directed the huge plant to roll upside down and sent her claws flying backwards:

"Harry! You are a weak and helpless cute little girl, and I am a witch. You should have handed over all these dangerous guys to me..."

"I'm a witch too!"

said Harley Quinn, jumping on top of the fallen Talon and hitting him hard on the head with a baseball bat: "Swoon out!"

With a bang, Harry felt that the strength he used was so great that his hands hurt from the shock. This force was enough to smash the heads of ordinary people like watermelons.

But in the next second, she saw Sharp Claw straighten her head unscathed, and tore the vines wrapped around her body with her backhand.

"Ah oh."

There was a bang, and amidst the rising smoke and dust, Harry turned somersaults and escaped beautifully and cutely.

"Come on, be angry, claws!" The scarecrow raised his hands: "Use your venom!"

In the next second, all the sharp claws roared deafeningly!

With the seven shadows getting taller and bigger, Penguin swallowed.

He immediately put his hands on the earphones decisively: "Batman!!! Help!!!"

(End of this chapter)