What bad intentions could Batman have?.

There was a boom.

The Cheshire Cat rolled and crawled away in embarrassment from the place where he was standing. Then the next second, the place exploded under the joint attack of three sharp claws, the wooden floor was smashed, and wood chips were scattered everywhere.

"What the hell."

"I thought this time I wouldn't have to jump around like a monkey," she told Deadshot.

She complained: "Since I came to Gotham, everyone seems to be doing the same job. I'm an assassin! I'm really fed up!"

There are too many sharp claws, and in such a space, the Cheshire Cat cannot move around much.

She barely used her knife to block the katana swung by the muscular claws, and then her folding knife flew out of the window happily shouting "I'm free".

The Cheshire Cat suddenly became furious: "Floyd, why can't you just take out an ultrasonic rocket launcher or a surge effect gun and blast these guys away?"

Of course the Cheshire Cat is just talking. This hall may be a very spacious place as a banquet venue, but if it is used as a battlefield, a direct ultrasonic rocket here will undoubtedly lead to death——

The Cheshire Cat was annoyed that he was distracted during the battle.

She did a quick backflip, and then she saw the guy on the opposite side coming to grab her with his muscled claws instead of a knife and fists. The fists as big as sandbags hammered down at her with a whistling sound.

"Fuck." Cheshire Cat cursed in a nice voice.

boom!

With her arms crossed, she was knocked upside down, leaving a herringbone hole in the wall, and fell from the second floor of the hospital.

This scene seemed inexplicably familiar. She seemed to have been knocked out like this when she fought with Bain before.

"Damn it!"

Cold sweat broke out on Deadshot's forehead. In such a small indoor space, if he uses the breakthrough effect gun, it is very likely to directly collapse the place——

Wait, why not?

Deadshot's head froze for a moment, then he immediately reacted and turned around to greet Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy and Killer Croc who were still fighting with several claws.

"Knock this place down! Fight these freaks in the open!"

He greeted loudly, and then took the lead in shooting at the load-bearing wall.

Mr. Freeze, who was paralyzed on the ground, looked at him with eyes split open: "No! What are you doing!!! We are still lying here unable to move. If you collapse this place -"

"I'll take care of you and die!"

Deadshot fired another shot at the wall. The electric current hit the wall, corroding a large black hole in it.

"We must face death calmly...Ah! O great god! Almighty Father, the true Allah, we..."

Mr. Freeze turned his head and saw that the Clayface Man's lower body was almost melting, but he was still performing there without emotion. He couldn't blame him, after all, he was a terminally ill performer... But he was still angry!

"Firefly, come and do me a favor!" He quickly called to Firefly, the only one who could still move among the many villains. After all, his armor and uniform functions were disabled, and he was still able to move.

Mr. Freeze looked at Dr. Phosphorus, who was lying on the ground smoking because he mistakenly ate sodium hydroxide as a sugar cube, and Man-Bat, who had turned into a thin scholar: "We have to get them out!"

"Batman, if you don't come to save people, we will..."

"I have jumped out of the plane and will arrive at the battlefield in 30 seconds."

There was a whistling wind in Penguin's ears, which seemed to be the sound of someone falling. He and the ventriloquist huddled together, the two short and fat dwarfs shivering on the chaotic battlefield:

"Hurry up!!!"

"I won't let you succeed." Scarecrow immediately noticed Deadshot's actions. He saw Poison Ivy follow suit and hit the huge plant against the load-bearing wall next to it.

He immediately called a sharp claw: "Stop him quickly!"

"Yes."

Even though they have turned into muscular freaks, the movements of these well-trained claw assassins have not slowed down at all.

In an instant he appeared in front of Deadshot, and he waved his sword: "Floyd Lawton, the Court of Owls sentences you to death!"

The sword fell like a sword, and the dead shooter retreated violently, raising his gun——

Clang!

The katana was bitten in the air by a bloody mouth, and it shattered immediately with just one force.

It's Killer Croc!

The Muscular Claw Assassin was stunned for a moment, and then punched hard, but was caught by Killer Crocodile: "Don't tease me!"

He swung his tail, and under the blue scales, the muscles twisted like a centipede.

Lift your foot, step it down, and plunge it into the floor!

The other party only feels...

It lost weight, spun, and then was slammed into the floor like a hammer!

呲!

The Claw Assassin's head broke through the floor and was exposed on the ceiling of the second floor.

Killer Croc looked contemptuous.

"Your strength is far inferior to the real Bane."

He said confidently: "If it's just this level, I won't lose even if there are three of them -"

The next second, he was pinned down by five sharp claws that jumped up.

"It's not fair...wuwuwu..."

The fists were smashed down like drums. The big crocodile held his head in his hands and was kicked in a circle. He was beaten and couldn't say a word.

Taking this opportunity, Deadshot fired another shot at the wall.

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

With an earth-shattering noise, it seemed as if the whole world was falling, and the entire building finally collapsed.

In the ruins, as soon as Death Shooter got up, he saw nine muscular claws standing opposite them under the bright moonlight.

"Waylon, how are you?"

Killer Crocodile pushed aside a pile of rubble in a daze and stood up. He cursed and spat out a pile of rotten rocks that he had eaten in his mouth.

"I'm fine, where's Oswald?"

"Thanks to you, I'm not dead yet."

Penguin's voice sounded next to him, and a pile of rubble was pushed open. Below was Penguin holding an umbrella to protect himself and the ventriloquist.

He whispered:

"Just hold on a little longer, Batman should be in 15 seconds—"

"Waylon! Old friend!" the scarecrow's voice rang. He slowly walked out from the protection of his muscular claws and clapped his hands slowly.

"Still looking so fit after all these years reminds me of the golden years when we worked together before."

He said, "How about this, Waylon, I'll offer you five million, no, $500 million, how about you bring me the head of this stupid penguin next to you?"

"Pay as you go, just like the other times we've worked together. You always want money, right, big man?"

"Indeed."

Killer Croc said, "But."

He paused and said in the Scarecrow's confused eyes: "There are still 5 seconds left."

"What do you mean?"

"5," he said.

"4." Poison Ivy opened the bricks, and the plant held her and Harley Quinn up, landing next to the Penguin.

"3." The Cheshire Cat who had just been beaten away slowly walked back. She crossed the ruins and landed next to everyone.

"2." Deadshot put down his gun and looked relaxed.

"1." Penguin said.

"he came."

Chen Tao fell in the center of the battlefield.