American comics: This guy is crazy

Listening to the discussions among many of his subordinates, Talia suddenly felt ashamed and retorted: "Don't talk nonsense, nothing was wrong that night, how could there be a child."

oh……

That night.

It’s no longer self-inflicted.

The assassins of the League of Assassins are even more convinced that there is an ulterior secret between the leader and Allen.

"How is it impossible?"

Allen asked loudly: "Me, you, and Nisha, all three of us have been honest with each other."

Yo……

To be honest, we are still sisters together.

Tsk tsk..., there is more than one complaint. No wonder Green Arrow likes to dress in green. It turns out to be a silent complaint against the encounter.

Sure enough, the two sisters were having a great time.

There was something wrong with the way the killers looked at Thalia.

Humph... I didn't expect you to be such a leader.

"Shut up."

Thalia ordered angrily: "Kill him."

"You are cruel, bad woman."

Allen parked his bike on the side of the road, tomahawk steak always in hand.

The next moment, a large number of arrows struck, but Allen moved back and forth to avoid them easily, as if he had the ability to predict the future.

It's really an amazing perception ability, and it can predict the direction of the source of danger.

Suddenly, a group of figures rose into the sky, showing off their weapons and launching a surprise attack.

Puff puff……

"Eaaah!"

Before the killer could land, Allen took the lead in volleying, whipped his legs and kicked them away. He kept raising his legs high and said proudly: "Shaolin Vajra Legs, please teach me."

Bang!

A strong man wearing a skull mask and a back covered with IV tubes appears.

"You are the Poison King Bain, right?"

Allen looked up and down at Bane, who was nearly two meters tall, and asked teasingly: "Did Thalia break Batman's back after giving birth to a child for him?"

"court death."

Suddenly, Bain came forward, but Allen nimbly avoided it.

In a head-to-head confrontation, Bane, who has been modified through experiments, is absolutely terrifying. According to the setting, he can lift a truck with both hands.

Moreover, the poison on its back can briefly stimulate its adrenaline, which can more than double its combat power.

The peristaltic muscles are swelling, and the dark green poison along the infusion tube is flowing into the body. It is obvious that Bain is going all out to kill the target.

It was entirely Allen's words that stimulated him.

Everyone in the Assassin League knew that Bane had been attracted to Thalia for a long time.

Unfortunately, it's just unrequited love after all.

Therefore, people gave him the nickname Bain the Dog Licker.

"It seems there's no need for us to end the situation. Chief Bain can handle it alone."

"Yes, Chief Bane once came to Gotham and found trouble with Batman. I heard that he broke his waist."

"Some people say it's false, but Batman still won in the end."

"I heard through the grapevine that it was the Angel of Death disguised as Batman."

"You can't trust hearsay. I prefer to believe it's Batman."

…

The leaders clashed, while the killers watched from the sidelines.

It's entirely out of confidence in Bain's strength.

However, Allen turned over to dodge, picked up a killer's sword, and quickly moved around the opponent's back.

The sword slashed through.

Precisely cut off the infusion tube.

Poison for ordinary people is sprayed out along the mouth of the device.

"ah…"

Bain immediately felt weak, turned his head to look behind him in panic, and tried to reach the device with both hands.

But the problem is that with all the muscles in his body, his arms can't reach his back at all, and his neck muscles are even too enlarged, making it difficult to turn his head.

"My poison leaked, ah..."

Allen quietly watched Bain struggle in fear, and there was no need to take any more action.

Bane's Achilles heel is the poison device. Once leaked, he will directly turn into a soft-footed shrimp.

There was a pop.

The person lay limply on the ground.

Allen faced the killers and said seriously: "Did you see that you rely on drugs to gain muscle in fitness? All you get is dead muscle, which is useless."

"kill!"

All of a sudden, all the killers swarmed up.

Thinking of his experience in the Assassin's League, Allen did not kill him after all.

Basically, it's safer to inflict serious injuries with one blow.

Of course Allen was not motivated by the no-kill principle.

The Assassin's League came all the way across the country. It was not easy to go back and forth, and they couldn't just ignore the wounded.

It's a waste of time to go back to the base for healing.

Placed in Gotham, it needs manpower to take care of it.

Just ask you if it's disgusting.

If the killer is killed with pain, is it possible that the killer who licks the blood from the knife edge will be afraid?

Possibly more insane revenge in response.

For a moment, the streets were filled with wailing killers.

"How could he be so strong?"

Thalia's eyes almost bulged.

Recalling his days in the Assassin's League, Allen was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Although it later became inexplicably stronger, it was within a reasonable range.

Now it seems that he is completely non-human.

Allen reached for his waist and suddenly remembered that he didn't bring any equipment with him when he went out. The Zipline Claw, which was rarely used, was placed in Arkham Asylum.

Looking at Thalia on the rooftop, his eyes noticed the sharp swords on the ground.

Suddenly an idea came to mind.

Pick up a bunch of sharp swords, throw them one by one and nail them to the wall to build a slanted ladder.

"Coming towards me!"

Thalia tried to escape, but it was already too late.

Allen stepped on the hilt of the sword and was on the rooftop in the blink of an eye.

"Alan, listen to me explain, we are joking, just like last time, there is no harm." Thalia said hurriedly.

"You are just fooling around with this."

Allen held up the tomahawk steak and approached step by step.

There was no dust on the steak during the whole process, and it was well protected.

Thalia looked panicked, remembering the last time she was stripped naked by a madman.

This time, in public, it would be a shame to stage an act of violence.

Out of urgency comes wisdom.

She made a decision that was sorry for Bruce.

"Ellen, you don't want your child to be without a mother."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence.

Allen stopped and stayed where he was.

The killers wailing on the streets stopped making noise and listened quietly to the gripping ethical tragedy.

At this time, Thalia noticed something was wrong. Allen didn't seem to be staring at her, but seemed to be focusing on his own back.

For a moment, an ominous omen arose in my heart.

She turned around silently and saw a young man in a battle suit looking at her blankly.

It was his son Damian.

There was a bang.

Damian felt like he was struck by lightning, the short stick in his hand fell to the ground, and all the words he just said fell into his ears.

"Mother, is he really my father?"

He asked with difficulty, his voice trembling. He couldn't believe that a mentally ill person was his biological father.

"No, no..."

Thalia said distractedly: "Damian, listen to my explanation, it's not what you think."

Allen interjected shamelessly: "The child is still young, so we need to give him some time to accept the reality. As long as the family is reunited."

"Shut the fuck up!"