What bad intentions could Batman have?.

My name is Jonathan Crane, also known as Scarecrow.

It's a crazy world to me, always:

Madness is on the left, chaos is on the right.

For the madmen in Arkham, they simply don't understand what unity and cooperation mean.

Most of the time, even if they work together briefly, they soon start killing each other, and then one madman after another destroys himself, until in the end, all that is left is Gotham's lost potential.

...Arkhamites are too easily victimized by their own arrogance, so——

That's why I had to make sure this time would be different.

This time, the Scarecrow will be the commander-in-chief.

And as far as I know, a good commander always has a backup plan.

I was planning this as early as when I was working with Joker.

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"Oswald! My old friend. You gave me a great surprise."

The Scarecrow gave the Penguin a hug enthusiastically, and then looked at Mayor Carlo with a smile, who was tied up with a stinky sock in his mouth.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

“What a timely gift—for us who have an entire city to conquer!”

The Scarecrow took out the fear potion and sprayed a large cloud of mist directly into Mayor Carlo's face. The poor guy let out a wail as if he was dying, and passed out neatly.

"It's no use fainting."

The Scarecrow was talking, playing with poor Mayor Carlo, while silently observing the two guys next to the Penguin with his peripheral vision.

Deadshot, mercenary. He knows. The one next to him is the Cheshire Cat, and he recognizes it too. It makes sense for them to appear next to Penguin——

The penguin really didn't seem to be playing any tricks this time.

"Of course, Klein, we are deep partners."

Penguin smiled and walked among the Arkham villains and picked up the champagne: "After all, we are all members of Arkham."

He first poured a few glasses of wine for Poison Ivy and Harley, exchanged friendly greetings, and then saluted them one by one. The atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious.

"Victor..."

Mr. Freeze looked at him coldly.

"Don't be so cold."

"I don't believe you, Copperpat." Mr. Freeze said: "Given your many betrayals in the past, do you think I really think that you will obediently join our camp?"

"Don't be like this, Victor." Scarecrow said: "Penguin is our important partner, please give him some face."

Mr. Freeze directly poured the drink given by Penguin on the ground, opened his hood, and blew out a breath of cold air. The drink that had not yet hit the ground instantly froze into ice slag.

A smile appeared on the corner of Penguin's mouth: "It's okay, it's okay."

He happily walked to the other side:

"Wow, isn't this the clay-faced man..."

"Does the other party have a problem?" The scarecrow quietly turned around and looked at the man-bat.

"Did he attract anyone from Bane?"

The Man-Bat shook his head: "No, Copopat is very honest. Except for his two bodyguards, he did not bring any helpers. Bain's army showed no signs of mobilization, nor did it use weapons to attack.

Copopat didn't betray us. I think he also knew that if he did anything, so many of us could kill him in an instant. "

The Scarecrow nodded.

The banquet was still going on, the songs were sung, the music was blaring, and the madmen of Arkham gathered together.

The scarecrow raised his glass with satisfaction. This is the correct way to cooperate with others. He found that his previous choice to cooperate with the clown was really stupid.

The clown is too strong, he can't control the other person's behavior at all. It has to be these people, these ordinary Arkham compatriots, who are more submissive, easier to control, and easier to persuade than the Joker.

But Scarecrow never thought that they were also weaker, more vulnerable, and easier to defeat than the clowns...

"My fellow citizens, here's to the end of an era and a new future!"

Everyone raises their glasses together.

Then suddenly.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Without warning, Mr. Freeze howled loudly under the high temperature of his armor. He twisted wildly on the ground. High-temperature steam emerged from the gaps in his armor, burning his body and making him The pain is overwhelming.

Immediately afterwards, before Firefly, Clayface Man, and Scarecrow could put down their raised wine glasses, the Arkham companions he had recruited lay on the ground almost instantly.

"What's going on? This is..."

He suddenly looked at Penguin: "Oswald!"

"catch him!"

He loudly issued orders to Killer Croc and Poison Ivy, who were the only compatriots who were not attacked.

He shouted loudly: "Catch the traitor Penguin, he betrayed us!"

"Okay," he heard Killer Croc say, which reassured him a little. Who did the Penguin turn to? Is it Bane?

But these are not important, as long as he catches the other party and tortures him well, he can fully understand it.

He wants Penguin to taste how terrifying fear toxin is, that ultimate fear——

The next second, he was grabbed by Killer Croc.

"?"

"Asshole, I want you to catch the Penguin—hell."

He immediately realized the situation.

"Sorry, I'm a traitor." Killer Crocodile scratched his head and said angrily.

"Me too," Poison Ivy said.

"Of course I do too, cute little cotton~" Harley smiled.

Ventriloquist walked to the side and kicked Mr. Freeze who was lying on the ground.

Bang!

The sole of his foot kicked off Mr. Freeze's hood, making a crisp sound.

"You... you." The Scarecrow's voice sounded a little dull under the linen hooded mask: "It's hard to imagine, what did Bain use to convince you?"

"Do you still think it's Bane?"

"Not Bane? There's no point in lying, forget it."

The Scarecrow shook his head: "Fortunately, I am also prepared."

He shouted, "Court of Owls! Where is the claw you promised?"

"The Court of Owls did not promise claws." Lincoln March walked out of the darkness, his face covered by a silver-white mask.

"I brought them though."

Lincoln March glanced at the Arkhams lying on the ground with disgust.

"Jonathan Crane, you have failed the Court of Owls."

"Stop talking nonsense," said the Scarecrow.

He looked at Mr. Freeze who was lying on the ground and wailing: "This doesn't look like something the Penguin can make at all. On the contrary, it looks a bit like...a bit like..."

He looked at Penguin:

"Who the hell are you working for, Oswald?"

In fact, Jonathan Klein has already guessed the answer, but he is not willing to believe it because it does not conform to all the behaviors of the person he is familiar with. He puts too much attention on Bain...

"Hell, Klein, we trust you, that's why we came to your rally, but you brought in a mole in a big sedan! You have to think of something!"

He heard Dr. Pig Face yelling: "My centenarians seem to have been attacked by someone outside. They did not listen to my call -"

Harley Quinn jumped up high and attacked Scarecrow first.

The scarecrow repeated his old trick and sprayed a large cloud of mist on her face, but the woman who was laughing crazily was not affected at all, and hit the table next to the scarecrow with a stick.

"That's why I hate clowns. You white-skinned lunatics totally violate pharmacology—"

"Look out, Harley! We have to capture him alive-" Poison Ivy yelled. She carefully formed a vine and rolled it towards the scarecrow, moving as gently as possible.

"This is really an unexpected situation." The Scarecrow rolled backwards quickly: "What a pity, the things I originally prepared should not be able to cope with such a situation."

"What do you mean?"

Penguin, who was standing next to him calmly, frowned slightly: "What have you prepared?"

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