What bad intentions could Batman have?.

The third generation of Robin Tim sits in the seat that originally belonged to Batman in front of the Batcomputer in the Batcave.

Nothing happened tonight. He has been checking the monitoring of Feng Calm for three hours.

He even did 1700 push-ups out of boredom in front of the computer.

There is still power left.

This young, strong, explosive body never seems to get tired. After years of training and persistent practice, it is ready to face all challenges——

Laughing to death, there is no challenge at all.

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He stared blankly at the surveillance camera that seemed to have not changed at all, and began to think uncontrollably.

Ah ~

Hiss - Is there a possibility that Arkham villains suddenly form a group to attack the Batcave.

Tim knew this was impossible, but that didn't stop him from dreaming about that scenario.

Many Arkham villains formed a group to invade, and Batman was surrounded and kicked brutally, but the powerful third-generation Robin turned the tide!

He knocked down the Riddler with one punch, knocked over the Scarecrow with two punches, Mr. Freeze and Firefly fled, Killer Moth was so frightened that he knelt down and begged for mercy, the human-faced bat was stepped on by him, and Dr. Pig-faced was grabbed by him and slapped with both hands. Both faces of the masked man showed a horrified expression.

The clay-faced man, a giant monster with only super powers, was knocked down by him three times, five by five, and two times. Then he turned around and kicked Dr. Phosphorus in the heart. After knocking down Mr. Skeleton, he kicked the opponent's skeleton violently. head, and then directly took out a bottle of solution and poured it on the other party.

In the midst of the other party's smoky howls, Alfred patted him on the shoulder happily and gave him a loving hug. Batman, bruised and swollen, took off his clothes and gave them to him, and then said, " From now on, it’s up to you to inherit the mantle of Batman!”

The fantasy scene was so beautiful that Tim couldn't help but laugh out loud. But he soon came to his senses and looked around.

Fortunately, no one saw it.

He coughed lightly and sat upright again. He, Tim, is the most reliable person in Gotham and will always stick to his duties.

He patted his cheek.

Damn it, stop thinking about it.

How could something like an Arkham villain invading the Batcave happen?

He shook his head. Although this was not the main base under Wayne Manor, it was one of Batman's largest sub-bases in Gotham City. Both in terms of security and scale, it was definitely strong enough...

Oh!

It's Batman and they're back. Tim noticed the access control authentication submitted on the Batcomputer. He immediately opened it, then jumped directly over the huge mechanical dinosaur in the center of the hall, ran to the entrance, and opened the door.

This way Batman can see his face as soon as he comes down from the corridor——

!!!

There was a bang.

Tim just closed the door.

"Haha, haha, I really have something wrong with my eyes."

He leaned against the thickened iron door and stood still for two seconds. Then he started laughing until he was out of breath.

"You're kidding. Fantasy scenes are reflected in reality. What kind of joke are you talking about?"

"Robin, open the door quickly, what's going on?"

Batman's voice came from outside the door, and Tim took a deep breath.

"Okay, okay, okay, okay..."

He opened the door, and Mr. Freeze's big head wearing the red glasses immediately appeared in front of him. He subconsciously punched it, and the next second he was pointed at by Mr. Freeze's cold fingers. middle.

"I hope you know something about being polite."

Tim groaned in pain, immediately retracted his hand, and moved his fingers.

Mr. Freeze is a supernatural human whose body temperature is at least below minus 100, which means that if he actively releases the cold air, even the simplest contact can cause frostbite.

Tim had been trained to withdraw his fist before actual contact, but was still bitten by the cold.

Mr. Freeze ignored the sluggish Tim, he passed him and walked straight in.

"This……"

"Warning, invasion detected——" The huge mechanical dinosaur was immediately turned off under Batman's control as soon as it started. Tim watched numbly as many Arkham villains filed into the Batcave, just like returning from a spring outing. The primary school students got off the bus and returned to school in a swarm.

Why can you come in so familiar and sit on the sofa in the sitting area next to me? ? ?

Tim was almost confused by the attitude of these Arkham Asylum convicts as if they were returning to their hometown.

He saw the flamingo and the scarecrow holding hands, walking side by side, and then reclining upright on the sofa together, like two elegant salted fish. They didn't even glance at him sideways when they passed by him.

Then the next second the two of them were being sat on by Two-Face and Firefly, with Two-Face's butt directly pressed against the flamingo's hooked nose, and this professional killer who liked to wear pink had a dull expression on his face. , didn’t even hum.

???

Oh, Tim finally realized something was wrong, he shouldn't have been so slow, he just didn't react for a moment - none of these guys seemed self-aware.

Dr. Phosphorus, a skeleton with a burning body, walked in last. Tim saw Batman wave his hand, and a burst of black sand circled around his skull.

"Dr. Phosphorus is special. The phosphorus burning all over his body will cause all the chips to fail, so I have to manually change his brain waves - it's hard to imagine that he has become like this and still has a brain to control it."

Tim heard Batman say.

"Okay, Batman," Tim slapped his head with a headache, "I probably know how you operate it."

Tim is not stupid, but rather smart, and he is the Robin with the most detective talents in the Bat-family. Even though Chen Tao didn't tell him anything about his plan, he still quickly deduced most of the things after seeing the situation in front of him.

But this only made him angrier.

Our third-generation Robin beat his chest and felt sad: "I can't believe Batman, you actually carried me behind your back again..."

"...You deliberately didn't tell your plan..."

"……How can you do this!"

"...I am your Robin, your Robin! You can't always leave..."

Tim chattered, and Batman looked away. Tim knew that was a sign of the other person's guilty conscience.

"Look at me!"

"Tsk."

Tim turned his head and saw Mr. Freeze pouring himself a cup of coffee. With a squeeze of his hand, the coffee froze into ice residue, and then he poured it into his mouth and chewed it.

"Give me one too." Harley Quinn stood next to him and handed her coffee to him, and Mr. Freeze iced it for her.

Killer Croc, Poison Ivy, and Ventriloquist, these Arkhamites who had joined Batman from the beginning and therefore remained conscious, were squatting nearby and watching with great interest.

"..."

Tim stopped silently.

Then he turned to look at the Clayface man next to Batman who was obviously also conscious: "What's going on with you, Basso?"

(Basso Carlo, the original name of the Clay-faced Man)

"I am not Basso Carrow," the Clayfaced Man replied.

His huge body quickly retracted, and he quickly transformed into a Robin uniform.

"I am Batman's favorite Robin!"

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