What bad intentions could Batman have?.

No one in this world can predict everything.

The clouds are rolling and the clear springs are flowing.

The development of everything in this world is like them, with unpredictable changes.

Pull one to mobilize the whole body, variables bring new variables, even Brainiac can't calculate all the possibilities——

But Batman can.

Because Batman will make everyone think he can do it, and everyone will believe he can do it. So every time...

He can really do it, no matter how lucky it is.

And I am Batman.

But I'm not Batman.

I am Chen Tao, a time traveler and an imperfect mortal.

I guess Bruce Wayne does too.

But Batman is always perfect.

Therefore, what matters is not who is the face under the mask, but that the mask is here at this moment.

Batman is here!

I saw Bain roaring into the phone... His voice was sublime and distant, as if it was separated from my world by a thick film. It seemed unreal and yet very close.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and find a way to get it back, what? Your leader was taken away? Who was taken away? Birdman—zombie—cave—dweller—human—"

I used an unplanned chess piece to steal the trump card that he thought no one knew - although I still don't know how he learned about the location where the Penguin hid the nuclear bomb, and whether there was anyone behind the scenes to help him, but it's all done It makes no sense.

Bane would never have the chance to scare anyone with that nuclear bomb again.

I could hear the anger, disappointment, and annoyance in that voice that Bane was supposed to inflict on me.

But now he's reaping the consequences.

I can't imagine doing this.

Baine is too focused on the Court of Owls and doesn't understand me too well. And I happen to know him very well...

Click.

Bain hung up the phone.

He looked at Chen Tao intently, and the rage of the mountain and tsunami condensed in his body, and finally settled.

"You're fine," he said. "You're doing a great job."

A sprout of a green plant suddenly pierced through the flesh and grew out from the other side of his body. Drops of blood oozed out of his skin, followed by an unsettling wriggling sound from that side of his body.

Bain was indifferent. Wearing a hood, he couldn't tell what his expression was. This change only lasted for half a second, making people wonder if he had seen it wrong just now.

He backed away slowly. He has decided to escape, he knows that he can escape, and if he wants to escape, no one can keep him, not even Batman now.

This is not the best chance for a final showdown with Batman.

He was alone and utterly defeated, while his opponent was outnumbered.

So he backed away slowly. This retreat seems to have happened many times before, when facing Batman.

The figure of the other party slowly overlapped in Baine's eyes.

In the mountains of garbage, in the slaughter swamps, in this moment.

He escapes in different ways, retreats in different ways, and Batman just stands there, always.

I'm so unwilling.

But it doesn't matter, he is a patient hunter, this city belongs to Batman, and he has countless chances to fail, but if he wins once... just once, the city will change hands.

Even after failing so many times and being forced back by Batman again and again, Bane never doubted that he could not capture the city.

Even after failing so many times, he never doubted himself!

He repeatedly emphasized to himself in his heart.

He said:

"We'll meet again, Batman. I'm a necessary evil, Batman."

Chen Tao understood what Bain said:

In some philosophical theories, the national and social system is considered a necessary evil because it restricts absolute freedom. The system is essentially a suppression and restriction of individual freedom. It suppresses, punishes and deters individual evil. It suppresses The animal side of human nature.

But this kind of power of the system is given by the people, but Bane calls himself a necessary evil. On the surface, he has found a just reason for himself to do evil, as if his theory is consistent with the Riddler's dark restraints and the Joker's A bad day makes no difference.

But in fact, by saying this, Bain tacitly implies that he represents a just system and order - the kind he learned and was accustomed to in the prison where he was born, the order in a cruel world. .

Therefore, for Bain, all his actions are not a challenge to the existing order, but a collision between one order and another.

He kills people, grabs nuclear bombs, and does all kinds of bad things, but he knows that he is an orderly citizen and he abides by his own order.

But it is obvious that his necessary evil has skipped the most important step of "empowering the people". He is the most complete dictator.

Chen Tao felt speechless because he understood Bain's meaning and understood the essence of the other party in just two sentences.

Can normal people really understand Bain's nonsense?

Maybe I'm not that normal either.

Chen Tao thought so.

He tried to turn his head and pretend that he didn't understand what Bain was talking about at all, but the clear look in his eyes at that moment made Bain understand.

Beneath the mask, Bane's face grinned.

But soon he stopped laughing.

"Yes, we will indeed meet soon, and sooner than you think, Bane."

Chen Tao said: "You also heard what the person on the phone told you, right? Those three of your men, the three men who grew up with you and fought out of the prison together, the birdman and the caveman. and zombies.

"They have all been captured by me."

Bain's slowly retreating movement paused.

"So do you understand? The situation has changed now. Bane, my brute-force enemy, I hope you can understand...the offensive and defensive momentum has been reversed."

"There is no such thing as a good thing like you can come and leave whenever you want."

Chen Tao told him:

"Four days. In four days, I'm going to see you in Arkham Asylum. Jiejiejiejie..."

Chen Tao let out a low laugh: "Don't worry, I am by no means a villain with no bottom line. You know, you are the villain in the story, the kind of urban legend that parents will use to scare children. I am a decent person. Superheroes don’t do things like kill people.”

Killer Crocodile standing next to him tried hard to resist the urge to roll his eyes, and then suddenly shuddered again and turned his head sharply, not daring to look at Chen Tao anymore.

"If you don't come, I won't do anything particularly bad to them. After all, I'm not a devil."

Chen Tao told Bain: "I will just chop them up little by little. Have you heard of the Lhasa Pool? The Fountain of Youth, I guarantee you they will never die."

"Of course, you can take your troops and men with you then, huh?

Those superstitious and blindly obedient criminals, simple-minded muscular men and killers, if you think they can come in handy, you can bring them all - if the existence of this group of cheerleaders can give you a little bit of confidence if. "

"Four days later?" Chen Tao asked.

Bain was slightly silent.

"Four days later."

He said.