What bad intentions could Batman have?.

It's getting foggy.

Under the vast moonlight, soft gauze floated on the fluorescent ground. Batman, riding the black mist, hovered in mid-air, surrounded by deep darkness.

Bain just looked up and saw the moonlight passing through the majestic whirlpool of dark ink clouds and rain at that moment, turning the figure of that person...

Casting a huge shadow on the ground.

He had dreamed of such a beautiful scene countless times in his dreams.

So breathtaking, shocking, and beautiful.

"Damn it! It's Bain! The court! You originally told me that you planned to cooperate with me and rule this city together! I am your ally! When did you go behind Bain and me...don't you know that I and Bain is a competitor..."

Bane, who was originally immersed in Batman, glanced at the other party with disgust.

"Shut up, Klein. Otherwise I'll kill you.

The threat was so real that the Scarecrow immediately shut his mouth.

rustle……

Countless tiny voices rang out. It sounded like the hem of clothes scraping against the wall.

The sound should have been so quiet that no one could hear it.

This sound should have been heard on the crowded street.

But at this moment, everyone present heard this subtle sound.

rustle!

"Are you kidding?" Penguin said.

He took off his monocle, his voice trembling.

"Is this reasonable?"

Deadshot tried hard to make a smiling expression, but the stiff and beating facial muscles prevented him from even making this simple movement.

He murmured to himself in a low voice: “Damn it, Zoe is still waiting for me to go back.”

"I feel a pain in my butt," Poison Ivy replied.

She rolled up a clump of plants to protect herself firmly in it, and then snapped her fingers. The wooden baseball bat held by Harley Quinn, who was still looking around in the distance, immediately grew up and turned into a A wooden snake forcibly tied her into a rice dumpling amidst the bewildered screams on her face, then carried her to Poison Ivy's side and was wrapped in three layers of plants.

Killer Croc silently held his head.

Talons popped out from the surrounding roofs.

They came like a tidal wave and took over all the roofs of the surrounding houses. They were both tall and thin, and the only thing they had in common was that they were heavily armed.

Then the next second, they jumped down from the stairs one by one.

Bada. Bah...bah!

The sound of flesh falling onto the hard cement floor was endless, as rhythmic as playing a symphony.

The claws who jumped from the tall building had their spines broken, their limbs twisted, and their heads even hit their vests.

But they stood up from the ground as if nothing had happened. The twisted spine was straightened, and the twisted and broken limbs were glued together with a band-aid.

Everyone just watched helplessly as they who should have been fatally injured stood up from the ground.

"Wait, let's calm down first," Killer Crocodile said: "As the person with the highest IQ among all the people here, I seem to have thought of a very damn question, but I don't know whether I should say it."

The big green crocodile swallowed.

Deadshot said: "If Scarecrow has solved the problem of the integration of Bane's venom and the amber they call for that damn organization called the Court of Owls, then that means..."

"That's right." said the man in the white owl mask projected on Lincoln March's gauntlet: "All of them have been able to use amber gold and Titan venom at the same time - the perfect weapon!"

"Oh, by the way. Batman... you probably don't know who we are yet, right? But you won't have such troubles soon.

Chen Tao's face was expressionless.

"Actually, to be honest, this was not the final battle location we expected. The series of things you did have greatly disrupted our plans and rhythm.

But it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter if it’s earlier or later——

You know, bats are mortal. "

Lincoln March raised his arm, flipped the direction of the 3D projection image, and completely revealed the white owl masked man in front of Chen Tao.

He had a complex expression. He resented the court for treating him completely as an outsider and was wary of him at all times, but he also deeply admired and feared the powerful power that the court had.

That kind of mysterious organization that controls the entire city in terms of politics, economy, humanities, physical destruction ability, and hidden ability...

How could it not scare people?

They have firmly controlled the entire city behind the scenes for two centuries. "Roman" Falcone, "Big Boss" Maloney, those who once claimed to have conquered the city are nothing more than Their hawks and lackeys.

The Thomases once rebelled against them, so they created Crime Alley. Batman has been doing justice in Gotham City for so many years. He is the greatest detective in the world, huh?

But he still doesn't know about their existence. Maybe there was speculation, but never proof, right?

He fights criminals every year, but in the eyes of the Court of Owls, he is just their guard dog, acting as a police dog to restrain those crazy people on their behalf. How sad?

Oh, and poor Bruce Wayne, Lincoln March knows, he tries every year how to turn the city around by changing politics and changing the economy, but every time he tries in vain before succeeding.

This is of course what will happen. Destruction is always 100 times easier than construction, and it is also more subtle. Bruce always finds himself failing inexplicably, right?

Those plans that were good on paper, charity measures, plans to promote regional economic development and reduce unemployment will always be useless when they are actually implemented.

No matter how much money the Wayne Group allocates, it will never reach the people who really need it. Instead, it will all go into the pockets of Owl.

That's right. Lincoln thought sadly.

Owls are one such creature that is so adept at invading other people's nests.

They occupied the giant nest called Gotham, and for 200 years, generation after generation, they continued to absorb the blood of this city.

The Court of Owls knows everything, and no one can win against the Court of Owls.

"...After getting your body, Batman, we will give you the respect you deserve. The court decided to keep your bones underground and in the maze for permanent display. A monument to a brave opponent! In the history of history , this honor has only been given three times by the court.

Accepting such an honor, do you have anything to say before you die? "

"You are a lunatic organization."

The other party clicked his tongue.

"It seems that you have no last words. Then all that remains is to decide how you will die. To this end, we have also invited a special guest who has just joined the court."

The man in the white owl mask clapped his hands.

Then Lincoln heard a burst of heart-chilling laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

"Little Bat, we meet again!"