What bad intentions could Batman have?.

"With my help..." Before he could finish his words, Bain walked around to the back of the tank, pointed at the armor next to the entrance door of the tank that had obviously been replaced, and said with half a palm print deeply imprinted on it. : "These seem to be the tanks of the National Guard that I destroyed with my bare hands."

"How is that possible?" Penguin's eyes widened, and this action caused his monocle to fall out of his eye socket: "I am an honest and reliable Penguin, how could I possibly take advantage of others' equipment and sell it? ?”

The muscular freak with exploding muscles responded with silence.

"Okay, okay," Penguin raised his hands in surrender under the opponent's gaze: "Yes, I picked up those equipment, but I repaired them all. It's very simple, I just need to replace some armor parts... "

Bain said nothing.

The tanks he destroyed were all seriously damaged. Even if Penguin picked up the equipment, he was able to repair them in a short time, which in itself proved his strength.

The transaction was going on happily, and Bane's men were transporting the weapons brought by Penguin.

"By the way, Bain, I have something to tell you."

Penguin smoked his cigar and put the monocle back into his eye socket.

"Did you know a nuclear bomb was stolen from me recently?"

"Nuclear weapons?" Bain paused.

He immediately said: "Damn it, you're in possession of something so dangerous."

Penguin narrowed his eyes slightly.

This action is very intimidating. Even though he is an ugly guy less than 1 meters tall, short, fat and with a hooked nose, this action of squinting while smoking still makes people's hair stand on end.

"You didn't know my nuclear weapons were stolen?"

Bain immediately asked him: "Should I know?"

The two of them stared at each other like this for a while, and the atmosphere slowly began to freeze.

The Penguin and Bain's men around him were smart and had begun to see some clues. They put down the weapons they exchanged and stared at each other's boss.

"Hahahahahahaha!" Penguin suddenly burst out laughing: "It's okay, good friend, I just want to ask you. If you know where the thief who stole my nuclear weapons is, remember to inform me as soon as possible. Let me come over and cut him into pieces!"

But Bain still tensed his muscles and looked at the Penguin coldly.

"Haha, hahahaha..." Penguin laughed dryly and stopped talking.

He casually summoned a younger brother and said directly in front of Bain: "Let the armed helicopters on standby above us withdraw. I'm afraid Bain did not do this. There is no need to let them point missiles at us." Dear customer."

Bain's movements relaxed.

The atmosphere began to become harmonious, and the tense confrontation disappeared. Penguin touched his chin and rolled his eyes.

"My friend. These weapons may greatly enhance your strength," he said:

"But I don't think much of you. You will soon be like the countless guys who have provoked Batman over the years."

Seeing that Bain looked a little darker, he didn't care.

He could see that Bain's emotions were not as written on his face as he showed on the surface, but he liked to play a big, brainless muscular guy, so why should he continue to act with him?

Anyway, his purpose was to allow Bain to fight the bat longer so that he could continue to sell goods, so he said bluntly:

"For the sake of our partnership, Bane. I've met a lot of Arkham talent before, and the same thing came out of their mouths."

"Bane is no Batman, so let me lay out a simple fact for you, my handsome ally.

"No matter how many killers and brawny men you brought from Santa Prisca and how many scum you reclaimed from Blackgate, these madmen from Arkham have been through worse, and they have no fear of you."

Baine responded with silence.

The next transaction was lackluster, and in a strange silence, the handover between this special pair of customers and the merchant was completed.

"The next batch of weapons will be delivered to you in two days~ My ally, this time you need to spend real money to buy them. You know, one corpse can be exchanged for so many weapons at a super special price Just once."

He gave Bane a price list, which detailed how much it would cost to buy as many weapons as he could, and then the Penguin left in a swaggering way as Bane watched.

A few minutes later, a secluded corner.

Bain motioned to several of his men to guard the entrance in front, and put his fingers on his earphones: "So, my allies... what do you want to say?"

"I am not your ally."

A voice with a British accent came from Bain's earphones, like a polite inquiry from a butler holding a dinner plate in a noble manor.

"We are just using each other nakedly, Bane. There is no need to tie us together... Are you addicted to playing alliance games with Penguin?"

It was a most impolite taunt, but Baine responded with silence.

"I provide you with the necessary information and give you money. You only need to repay me and achieve the goal you originally wanted - to destroy Batman. This is my goal."

The mysterious voice said: "No matter what method you use, even if it means destroying Gotham, it doesn't matter. Go and achieve your great cause."

"I smell conspiracy." Bain said: "I never believe in help without reason."

But the mysterious voice ignored him. He continued: "The final money for weapons will soon be available, and then we will never meet again."

"Give me as much as you can," Bane said.

"Of course, Bain," the figure in the dark paused his cane: "There are enough for you to arm all your men to the teeth."

Bain hung up the phone and turned around. Just as he was about to call his men to leave with these weapons, he heard a violent noise.

"What's going on? Zombie, go and have a look."

Before the subordinate whom Bain called the zombie man had time to move, a voice came:

"There's no need for that at all. Your name is Bain, right?"

"Pfft!"

A faint laugh came, and Bain frowned. He saw the zombie man next to him smile.

Bain silently activated the venom behind him. The dark green juice flowed, slightly lifting his body by two or three inches.

"Oh, there's no need to be so vigilant, we all have to deal with Batman, we are allies!"

"Pfft! Hahahahaha!"

The zombie man suddenly fell to his knees and started laughing hysterically.

Bain looked at the pale man who appeared in front of him: "Joker!"