What bad intentions could Batman have?.

While Bain and Chen Tao were chatting happily, the clown stood beside him, all alone.

Poison Ivy was still strengthening Harley Quinn's cocoon, and Deadshot and the Cheshire Cat were bandaging the wounds of the Arkham man lying on the ground.

No one can guarantee that they will not be injured on such a chaotic battlefield, and the people of Arkham are not without damage.

Although the most important ones will not die in a mere battle of this level, the same cannot be said for the ordinary villains whose levels are more difficult to describe.

An Arkham lunatic named Gallant just breathed his last. He was a paranoid man who always imagined that he was some kind of swordsman from the last century.

Then it became apparent that the Muscular Claw Assassin of the Court of Owls had used his balloon-like muscles to teach him what true swordsmanship was.

This guy was shouting before he died, "The real swordsmanship is the technique of cutting a person in half!!!"

Then die calmly.

Being born from madness and dying from madness can be regarded as ending in one.

Everyone seemed to be busy, busy negotiating, busy dying, and using plants to stick to their best friends. No one noticed him or the clown.

His eyes swept over each person on the scene, and what made the Joker sad was that from the beginning to the end, Batman's eyes were all on Bane, and he never looked straight at him.

The malice in the clown's eyes became more intense.

But he ended up doing nothing. Chen Tao made sure that the clown always appeared in his peripheral vision until he disappeared around the corner of the street with Bane.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Batman calls Robin." Chen Tao put his finger on the communication next to his ear: "Is there anything abnormal?"

He planned for most things.

Robin's main defense is Scarecrow, but there are definitely other expected targets.

But luckily, everything was calm.

After receiving Robin's normal answer, Chen Tao fell into deep thought.

"Oh my God, they're gone, Batman." Penguin wiped the sweat on his head: "Today is really——"

But before he could finish his words, he was pulled to the other side by Chen Tao.

"Oswald, I have a question for you." Penguin heard the other person say: "You told me before that you sold a nuclear bomb for 5 million US dollars, and then the remaining one was bought by Bain Stolen, right?”

Penguin said:

"Yes, that's right, what's wrong?"

“Who was the buyer of that nuclear bomb?”

I won't leak my client's information to you, a superhero.

Penguin originally wanted to say it so righteously, but as soon as the tough words came to his lips, he immediately withered before they could come out.

"That was four or five years ago. A man in a trench coat with a London accent," Oswald said. "He was not a local in Gotham. He sounded like he was coming from outside. He was quick to do things. Bought it."

"Are you sure he took the nuclear bomb away?"

"At least we're out of Gotham!" Penguin said.

Chen Tao finally felt a little more at ease.

He walked on foot to the mass of defeated claws.

[Warning, it has been detected that you are holding an anchor item: the broken leg of the claw]

【Clawed Severed Hand】

[Half of Claw’s buttocks]

【Claw's Brain】

He was picking through the pile of corpses, as simple as a vegetable farmer harvesting his own farmland, with a bright and cheerful smile on his face.

Although most of these claws provide some ordinary junk Batman, they still give a lot of crisis energy, and occasionally, some valuable gold can be found in the garbage.

He held a clawed head in his hand.

[Converted crisis energy, total: 123]

[Crisis energy units you currently hold: 207]

[Warning, downloading targetable Batman files]

【Clawed Bat】

[Danger level: E-]

[In a certain dark multiverse, Bruce Wayne replaced Dick Grayson and became the Talon under the Court of Owls. After becoming Batman, Bruce Wayne found himself helpless against the numerous criminal activities in Gotham. The Court of Owls offered him an olive branch and guided his downfall.

Bruce Wayne gradually realizes that if you want to fight the darkness of this city, you must first become him. 】

What does Chen Tao value? It's amber gold.

[Do you want to consume 19 units of crisis energy immediately to synchronize? 】

But now is not the time to transform on the spot, Chen Tao plans to let it go first. He continued to roam the farmland, harvesting more and more crisis energy.

But ordinary people didn't understand what Chen Tao was doing, so everyone just watched Batman walk to the pile of corpses, touching left and right, and occasionally putting his severed hands and feet to his nose to smell .

"Does it really not matter? I don't feel like a normal person no matter how I look at this." Penguin quietly said to Deadshot: "I think Batman has gone crazy."

Deadshot glanced sideways at the other man, then rolled his eyes.

"..." Lincoln Madge was also startled by this situation.

He came over hesitantly.

"Ah, you're fine!"

Chen Tao patted his shoulder with satisfaction and threw the skeleton aside.

He greeted Lincoln March, who was approaching: "Let's go back to the Batcave with me. We are allies now."

The claw mask fell from his hand. Under the influence of amber gold, he did not die, but bared his teeth ferociously.

Lincoln March was certain that this was a certain generation of ancestors of the Wayne family.

He didn't know what to say.

Mr. Freeze walked up to Chen Tao: "What are you going to do with us?"

There was some paint on his body, and half of his armor was torn apart by a huge wound, and a sharp claw hit him. Although it did not cause fatal injuries, it was still dangerous.

He looked at the Arkham people who were sitting or lying on the ground: "Basic chip control cannot allow them to exert their maximum combat effectiveness."

"Yeah, so we have to let the madmen in Arkham exercise some agency."

Mr. Freeze nodded. This is very reasonable. For example, a firefly who is controlled by the mind and kicks around and sprays with a flamethrower cannot be compared with a super arsonist who has a brain and can formulate strategies.

"Then, if we're going to unleash the true power of the Arkhams, we should..."

"Rule them with an iron fist and let them know that you are the king of criminals." Mr. Freeze replied in his heart: "Just like training a dog, train these lunatics."

Mr. Freeze's weaknesses are too obvious, so he has never been the leader of the Arkhams. But that didn't stop him from thinking about what he would do if he wanted to lead the entire Arkham Asylum.

For these lunatics, you can only suppress them if you are more ferocious, evil, and crazy than them. They are all hopeless lunatics who can only use fear and...

"I understand that if we want to control the criminals of Arkham, we should start by curing them of their madness."

This answer suddenly interrupted the scene of Arkham Conqueror Legion that Mr. Freeze was originally imagining, just like the TV suddenly blacked out after the last program was broadcast.

"What did you say?"