Martin Variety in American Comics

The flames were surging, emitting heat that could instantly roast human flesh. The shock wave hit his body, and even with the armor protection, his chest felt like it was hit hard by a sledgehammer.

Martin flew out and spread his cloak in the air to reduce the impact of the explosion, but he still crashed into a car on the side of the road, denting the door with a big dent, and the glass also fell on his body.

"It hurts so much!"

Martin took two seconds to recover his breath, grabbed the almost dented car door, and slowly stood up.

The street lights on both sides of the street were turned off, and the thick darkness occupied everything. There was a deathly silence around, as if the explosion just now had never happened.

Martin pressed his chest and looked into the distance. Even without the instrument of the bat helmet, he saw a sturdy or huge shadow pushing through the thick darkness and slowly walking towards him.

Martin listened to the heavy footsteps, and recalled the big villains in Gotham in his mind.

He didn't really want to get entangled with the other party. Now that Two-Face and Black Mask were caught, he should seize this opportunity to defeat several large gangs with chaos.

He really didn't have time to get entangled with these people.

But the snipers hidden in the dark and the sniper rifles loaded with armor-piercing bullets in their hands didn't think so.

Martin was stared at by several guns. If he moved a little, he would be shot into a big sieve. In order not to become a sieve, he could only stay still for the time being and look for a chance to escape.

"Another Batman, it's really strange!"

A slightly hoarse voice tore open the curtain covering the street at night.

Martin finally saw the mastermind of the attack.

He was 2.15 meters tall, and the upper body tactical vest couldn't cover the bulging muscles.

He wore a wrestler mask with a white skull on his head, and his eyes were unexpectedly clear, but hidden behind the clarity was a bloodthirsty desire that was no less than that of a beast.

A large jar filled with purple liquid was implanted on his back, and transparent tubes extended from the jar into his arms, back, and even spinal cord and brain.

"Bane!"

Martin recognized the other party's identity. In fact, it was difficult for him not to recognize him.

As a legendary figure who truly defeated Batman, Bane's name is still circulating in the streets of Gotham.

Just like other criminals, Bane, who tried to defeat Batman's will, broke Batman's back and gave him a chance to breathe, so he failed.

At the end of the battle that determined the winner between the two, Bane took too much Titan venom, causing his brain to overload, losing his proud IQ, and becoming an ordinary mercenary, never gaining any advantage over Batman again.

"Is your brain restored?"

Martin looked at the clear tactical actions of the mercenaries around him and realized that something was wrong with Bane.

"Truth never fails, Batman. Although I don't know who is behind this mask, your rule over Gotham will fail and will be broken by Bane himself."

Bane did not answer the question directly, but listening to his poetic tone, Martin knew that his brain had completely returned to normal.

Who helped Bane heal his brain, was it the Assassin's League, or other organizations that have not yet appeared?

Martin, who was originally planning to leave, suddenly changed his mind. He smiled frankly and said to Bane: "I was going to leave, because including Two-Face, Black Mask and you, they are all NPCs in a game for me, not worth paying too much attention."

"But now, you have aroused my interest."

He took a fighting stance, and the structure of the bat armor on his body was slightly changed, becoming more suitable for combat and putting more pressure on the human body.

"I hope you won't let me down, Bane. You can bring me different fun."

"Batman, you are as arrogant as ever!"

Bane was angry, igniting his fighting spirit.

"We live in a chaotic world, and we are constantly generating chaos by relying on order."

Martin pushed the ground with his feet, and the leg armor moved, providing greater power, and the whole person shot out like a cannonball.

Bang!

His fist hit Bane's arms protecting his chest, making a dull sound.

Both of them retreated backwards, and Bane retreated more, and he staggered to stabilize his body.

As soon as Martin landed, he rushed out again, and his voice echoed in the air: "I want the people we cherish to get out of this chaotic world..."

Bane grabbed his cloak that disturbed his vision, and immediately pressed the button to separate the cloak from the armor.

Then he jumped three meters high, and his right leg seemed to be an axe that could split the mountains, and chopped at Bane's head.

Bang!

Bane crossed his arms over his head to block the legs falling from his head, but the huge force transmission forced him back a few steps.

Martin got excited, and regardless of the overheated armor due to loading and running, he rushed to Bane again and punched, punched, and punched again.

"It's going to be even crazier than this crazy world!"

Bang!

Martin punched Bane's arms apart, and the armor on his right hand overheated, spewing out surging hot air.

"More crazy!"

Bang!

The hand armor stopped working, and small broken parts popped out, but Martin broke Bane's ribs, causing him to spit blood, staining his mask red.

"More crazy, more crazy!"

He roared, and without the support of the armor, he locked one of Bane's hands with his right hand, grabbed his thigh with his left hand, lifted him up in one breath, and smashed him towards the Batmobile.

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Bang!

Poor Bane has been demented for too long, and he has no idea how far Batman's black technology has evolved. He also misjudged the difference between Bruce and Martin.

The two mistakes combined made him fall to the ground without even using the killer weapon Titan Venom.

"Maybe you are really Batman, but you are not the Batman we know."

Bane struggled to sit up. The fall just now broke most of his ribs, an arm, and the leg bone of his left calf.

"The Batman we know is crazy because he can endure all the pain and unreasonableness. And you, you are a desperate madman, like an erupting volcano, destroying everything in front of you."

"Good summary!"

Martin wanted to applaud Bane, but his right hand was burned by the heat released by the overload of the armor.

"We just met for the first time, and you summarized it so accurately. You are really a smart man."

"It's a pity..."

Martin took out the bat dart and stretched it towards Bane.

"Are you going to kill me?"

"Of course not, after all, Batman doesn't kill people."

He used a batarang to cut the tube on Bane's back, and purple venom gushed out from the broken end of the tube.

"Okay, you actually want to delay time..."

Martin suddenly raised his voice, holding the sharp batarang and stabbing Bane in the heart.

Bang bang...

The gunman hiding in the dark fired decisively.

Not only bullets were fired, but also grenades and shells.

"Goodbye, Mr. Bane!"

Martin smiled at Bane, threw a tracker into his wound, and jumped into the Batmobile.

Boom!

The explosion sounded, and Bane, without Titan Venom, could not withstand the flames and shock waves of the explosion.

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