What bad intentions could Batman have?.

Gotham.

Somewhere, the Court of Owls' stronghold received an uninvited guest.

This is a square as wide as the Colosseum in ancient Rome, and a slave auction seems to be taking place. It is difficult to imagine that in the civilized world, there is such a naked human trading place.

The place was bustling with people, drinking and drinking. Men and women wearing white owl masks roared at the top of their lungs and howled hysterically. They took off the disguise of civilized people here and vented their inner darkness and naked desires wantonly. .

And it was at this time that Bain broke into it.

As a figure with twisted claws and limbs was thrown into the center of the square, the lavish banquet was interrupted. The upper class people wearing masks and well-dressed gradually stopped making noise.

"Whoa - looks like we have a new guest at our party! Let him in! Claws!"

Bain lowered his head and slowly walked past several claws holding sharp blades.

Their blades did not retreat at all when Bain passed by. They seemed to intentionally cut a long bloody gash on his body, giving the man in front of him a small blow.

But they failed to do so.

The sharp blade cut through Bain's clothes, leaving not even a white mark on his body that was made of fine steel. The sharp claws felt like they were scratching on elastic rubber tires.

Bain walked out of the portal of the Colosseum, like a gladiator in the ancient Roman arena, and slowly walked to the center of the arena with everyone watching.

One of the most senior court members sitting at the top motioned to the claws, and the living items that were originally being auctioned were removed.

They cried and shouted at Bain, but they only received whips and beatings, which did not move the burly man at all.

The court member seemed satisfied that Bane had no intention of meddling. He lowered his head slightly and pulled the microphone:

"Bain. You have rejected our kindness before. Now you still have the nerve to appear in front of us?"

The sound amplified by the speakers was loud and loud, and all the members of the Court of Owls in the entire arena stared at Bain. All of them were wearing white owl masks, and the scene looked inexplicably scary.

Bain's eyes lingered on a little girl wearing a mask. The girl seemed to notice the strong man's eyes, so she tilted her head into her parents' arms.

"And...how did you find me...?"

Before the man wearing a white owl-beaked mask could finish speaking, he was attracted by a locator raised by Bain.

A red bright spot on it kept flashing.

"When did you stay..."

The man in the white hawk-beak mask said half of his words, and then suddenly realized. He looked at a sharp claw standing quietly next to him.

"Cut him open."

Following the man's crisp command, several other sharp claws nearby struck at the same time, and that sharp claw was quickly torn into pieces.

Soon, they found a small locator in the claw's neck.

The leading member of the Court of Owls slowly applauded.

"Surprisingly."

He said: "The ability to observe carefully. Most people will believe that someone is dead after seeing someone's head screwed off. But you will leave a positioning device in the body."

The court member was a little annoyed: "Damn it, you tricked me. We are a secret organization. You said, you discovered us, what should we do with you?"

"I'm here to seek cooperation." Bain answered him: "I'm here to ask for amber gold."

The word gave the court members on the dais a pause.

"Where did you hear it from...forget it, it doesn't matter."

He ordered crisply: "Claws! Kill the intruders!"

He took the microphone, turned his head, and said to the other members: "I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, the party has ended early, we must..."

"I need to accept the amber gold implant. In exchange, after I defeat Batman, seize the city, and die, I am willing to let my body become the claws of the Court of Owls. This is my condition."

Bain said.

The man in the white owl mask on the high platform stopped his movements.

Bain tore the clothes on his arms to pieces, and then he saw clearly that the other person's body was covered with tiny plants, like some vines and green grass growing directly into his body. Such a physical condition was enough No biologist can believe his eyes.

What is even more eye-catching is the other half of his body: completely opposite to the side of the grass, showing an unhealthy bluish-white color.

People with white owl masks are very familiar with this color, the dark veins hidden under the bluish-white skin. This is a physical condition that only the dead have. The claws of the Court of Owls basically all have this ghostly look.

"Try attacking him."

As soon as he gave the order, the sharp claw beside Bain stabbed there without hesitation.

Bain didn't even try to hide.

Under the full thrust of the Talon Assassin, his skin was broken open and the blade sank a little.

The claw assassin slowly sheathed the knife, but no blood flowed out, as if it had been stabbed into a pile of hard leather armor that had been stacked.

"It's surprising, Bain, something happened to you that we don't know about." The man in the white owl mask said slowly.

He changed his attitude: "Maybe we can talk."

"That's right." Bain answered him. With a backhand punch, he hammered the head of the clawed assassin who had just stabbed him into his chest, and then watched as the other person pulled out his own head and reinstalled it on his spine.

He said: "I am also very interested in immortality. We will work together happily."

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Chen Tao stood in Batman's exclusive training ground in the Batcave.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and silently activated the Alfred Protocol.

[Synchronized: Broken Bat]

[Crisis energy units you currently hold: 84]

The cells were boiling, and silver-white particles entangled his body... and then turned into pitch black.

"Humph!"

Chen Tao let out a fierce groan, and half of his body exploded into black nano-robots, which penetrated all the training robots in front of him in an instant!

呲!

The nanorobot turned into a sharp steel knife and cut the robot in half in an instant!

But it was not his attack that made Chen Tao groan...

The negative memories of the Broken Bat are attacking him. Compared with the Bane Bat or the Batmobile, these negative emotions are simply not products of the same magnitude.

Chen Tao was thinking silently, but even under the instillation of such huge negative emotions, he was still able to think clearly.

"That's not enough to capture me."

Chen Tao looked at his hands: "But it's enough to interfere with my synchronization with other Batmans at the same time."

Thanks to the shield-wielding Bobby-chan for the three thousand rewards! Thanks to Mr. 2049 for the 1500 coins!

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