What bad intentions could Batman have?.

Self, belief, awareness, responsibility, courage, hope, those complex inner emotions.

Boom——

A violent explosion.

You are in the center of a trillion suns.

These concepts are too far away, so far away that you can’t touch them with your eyes wide open, but they are breathing in your ears when you perceive them.

So you were speechless.

Fire rushes through you, shock waves rush through you, air rushes through you, radiation rushes through you, breeze and sunlight rush through you.

But there is nothing to stop at.

This is outer space.

The glow of the Milky Way and billions of stars are immersed in endless light. They are mixed and flow through your heart and soul in another form and echo.

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Poison Ivy Ivy got off the hemispherical mind-sharing machine, her body shaking uncontrollably.

Harley Quinn, who had never dared to disturb her, rushed over to help her.

"Batman...Batman is back?"

Harley shook her head.

She opened the communication and shouted to Lucius: "Hey, you noisy squirrel scientist-"

"Is Batman still alive?"

"Reduce the altitude of the plane quickly!"

The Penguin screamed at Harvey Dent, Five Faces, and then Harvey Dent screamed at the Ventriloquist, and finally it was the Ventriloquist's turn to howl at the pilot of the plane.

The gangster who acted as the driver pulled the joystick, and then the three gangsters rolled onto a sofa.

The storm subsided.

"How's Batman doing?"

Penguin was the first to get up, and he said in a daze: "Is he still alive?"

Then they heard Harley Quinn's question in the communication.

no respond.

The three of them waited together for five or six minutes, but there was still no response.

"Oh my God, please God, please don't let Batman die." Penguin said, "Batman is a good man, and the Virgin Mary bless him."

As soon as he said this, he immediately turned his head away: "Oh, this feels so weird."

Then he turned his head and saw the bat doll in the ventriloquist's hand lying on the ground, and the ventriloquist was there howling at the toy: "Ooooo! Bat! How can I live without you!" "

amount……

Double... Five-Face Harvey Dent threw his dice again and again, slapping himself with each throw.

amount……

The Penguin understood that Two-Face's brain was a bit damaged. When he was Two-Face before, no matter what he did, he always gave himself a multiple-choice question with two options, but now this choice The number of options in the question became five, so he was forced to add some meaningless choices in addition to the normal options.

And he is not very lucky now. He has been given the option of [slap himself in the face] several times in a row.

Penguin found that he was actually the most normal one among the three people present.

He said to Harvey:

"Can I ask what your other four options are?"

"[Rush to Arkham to avenge the Bats] [Escape from Gotham] [Kneel down and lick Bane] [Howl with the Ventriloquist]"

Five-Face Harvey Dent answered him, then rolled his dice again.

Then Penguin saw him standing up straight. Just when he thought the other party was about to rush to avenge Batman, he saw Harvey walking up to the ventriloquist and kneeling side by side with him.

"Woooooooooooooo, bat! I can't do it without you..."

Penguin blinked.

Then the string in my head suddenly snapped.

He suddenly realized that there was really nothing else to do except pray.

So he also knelt down next to Five-Face Harvey Dent, and the three gangsters howled in unison at the Batman doll: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Bat! I can't do it without you..."

There was a sudden burst of crying on the plane.

"That's enough, you're making so much noise!"

Harley Quinn suffered a headache from the cries of three old men on the communication channel. Her voice came out from the loudspeaker on the plane: "You cry every day, day and night, can you still cry to death Bane?"

"Woah woah woah -!" A louder cry came from the communication channel. It was the clay-faced man. This guy has completely entered the drama, profoundly playing the role of a grief-stricken man - well, a man in grief. Awesome Robin.

"No - Batman! You are the dawn of my life! You gave me Robin's dream! Your presence has saved this city. In every darkest midnight, you inspire everyone's direction!"

Tim Drake, the real Robin, began to doubt himself a little when he heard this on the communication channel.

The Clayface Man was still howling.

"You are the one who carries the torch, you are the guide, you are the meaning of my life. Oh my God, oh my God! Robin can't lose Batman, just like the Jews can't lose Jerusalem!"

He cried more sadly than the real Robin. It made everyone sad when he heard it, and shed tears when he saw it. Anyone who didn't listen would give a thumbs up and praise him as a good and filial Robin?

Tim, who was already a little sad, felt goosebumps all over his body.

"If you don't know like a madman, you won't know like a madman..."

While hypnotizing himself, he took a deep breath, patted his forehead to calm down, turned to the communication channel and asked: "Chief scientist, have any signs of Batman's life been detected?"

"No." Lucius's voice was muffled.

"Absolutely not. It's unreasonable. I believe Batman won't, and according to my calculations, he won't either..."

Robin immediately turned to look at Alfred.

He saw the old housekeeper slumped on the ground, eyes tightly closed, not saying a word.

"It shouldn't be a big problem, right." He immediately turned to the communication and said: "The life-detecting instrument won't detect him so quickly. It will take a while, right?"

"…Indeed."

Robin wasn't sure for a moment whether this was Lucius' comfort or if it was true.

"Batman isn't really dead, is he?" Killer Croc said on the channel: "Now that's it, let's divide our luggage and go our separate ways."

He muttered: "I'll go back to my crocodile gang and bite people, Cheshire Cat, you go back to Africa, get married and have children, Deadshot, you go back to your hometown, take care of your daughter, let's add two to three, make five, and sell the Bat Plane , buy a solid gold coffin for Mr. Batman."

"Our lives are just like that without Batman anyway, right? Nothing has changed, and nothing will ever change."

Deadshot looked at him: "What do you mean, Killer Croc?"

"I mean, we're gonna fucking kill Bane."

The strong thug opened his mouth, revealing his sharp teeth: "I'm very happy working for Batman. I've made a lot of money these days, and my life is much better than when I was just picking up garbage in the sewer."

He said: "I am not a good person and I will never be a good person. But now I want to bite Bane's head off."

He said over the comm channel: "Is anyone with me?"