The correct way to attack the villain

Sometimes eredar is glad he settled in Gotham, because if he had settled elsewhere, whether it was New York or Los Angeles or Metropolis, his ashes would be cold enough to eat by now, and for Batman, he The biggest threat to the villain other than "I'll break every bone of you if you don't fuck" is——

"I'll send you to Arkham myself when I'm done."

Eredar raised her eyebrows: "Yes, that's right, you said that to most criminals. It's a very uncreative threat. I've heard it at least five times since I started working. Who was the last one? Bane? "

Batman: "The one specially offered by the Wayne Corporation."

"The one that shut down Bane, the killer crocodile and the black spider?"

Eredar picked out a test tube full of solid reagents from the table, tossed it in the air and placed it in front of his eyes. The ice blue liquid reflected Batman's busy appearance sitting in front of the computer. From the muscular and smooth thighs to the thin waist and abdomen, and finally the two raised cat ears.

"Cats don't have such a sexy body." Gay Chou let out a soft sigh of praise,

One side casually said: "You are always keen to throw them in the same place, and if you notice, it has almost become a second Shinnippori, sir."

The test tube blocked the feeling of his eyes falling on his body. Batman, who was busy with his business, didn't know that he was being molested by a gay guy. He just frowned when he heard the new vocabulary: "New Nippori?"

Alfred: "An unimportant wrestling ground, you don't need to know, master."

The black-tech chip copied all the data in the Scarecrow's research laboratory in less than 5 minutes, and after sending the formula of the genetic degeneration agent to Lucius and getting a reply that the antidote could be developed within 23 hours, Batman stood up: " The Scarecrow is equipped with an anti-surveillance device."

Eredar came back to his senses, the words were addressed to him.

Although the two have different goals, they have the same goal. The clown regretfully threw the test tube back on the table, and walked to Batman in two steps: "I am honored that it is the clown's technology. It was sold to the scarecrow half a year ago for a few money. Come and bury my adoptive father."

Eredar tapped the eagle-headed cane in his hand: "We need a microwave tower to triangulate his exact location, I remember one here?"

Batman: "On top of your head."

The eredar looked up. "A ceiling?"

The next moment, a hole was blasted in the decaying ceiling, and outside the hole were the gloomy dark clouds and cold moonlight of Gotham, as well as a towering microwave iron tower not far away.

Batman stretched out his hand, and the claw hook was directly hooked on the iron pole next to the microwave tower. After thinking for half a second, he finally reached out to Eredar.

Eredar then hugged his waist directly.

The clown looked up at Batman's tight chin, and said, "Flying at high altitude without protective measures, I have to do something to ensure my safety, whether it's physical or psychological, after all, in the only flight experience with you You nearly broke my wrist, and then I helped you with the mutant uprising for your extra kindness, so please."

"Be gentle with me, sir."

Alfred: "The time the wedding photos were released to the media?"

Batman: "...don't talk."

The strength and weight of the bat's claws are enough to allow two people to fly in Gotham, with the wind whistling in their ears, and the microwave iron tower is drawn closer in the field of vision, together with the scarecrow men guarding the iron tower.

The sophisticated instrument locked onto everyone on that rooftop almost instantly, including the voice of the little leader chatting: "Don't worry, even if Batman comes, there are twenty of us, and there are guns, even though he is fast Pretty soon, but not that fast, man."

The closer the distance, the eredar could clearly see the automatic pistols in their hands, the n90, which had a slow rate of fire and low power. Of course, the scarecrow couldn't have the huge wealth to arm his soldiers like Stryker.

The moment the two fell, Batman kicked over the nearest guard.

Eredar let go of the hand tightly tightening the opponent's waist in mid-air, landed perfectly, with a perfect posture, then neatly took out the pistol from the back waist, and just pulled the safety catch——

The gun was kicked to the ground by Batman.

Eredar shook the tiger's mouth, which was numb by the opponent's powerful force, and laughed angrily: "The way you treat ladies? Noguns, nokilling?"

He nimbly hid behind the bunker, and by the way, dealt with the miscellaneous fish hiding there and shooting cold arrows, the clown waved his only cane weapon: "I probably found the reason why you have been doing it alone for so many years."

Batman didn't talk, he proved with his actions that he is capable even alone.

More than a dozen miscellaneous fish were all brought down in less than 5 minutes, lying on the ground, unconscious.

At the end, the little leader carried his n90 and shot wildly at the bunker where the eredar was hiding.

"it's me!?"

The bunker that had been shot into a sieve could no longer guarantee the 100% safety of the people hiding behind. At this moment, a tall figure stood in front of him.

The bullet hit the hard bat cloak after the electrification, and there was a screeching sound of metal friction. The situation couldn't go on like this forever. In desperation, Eredar drew three clown cards from his pocket, and two of them quickly cut off the boss. The searchlight above the head, the light handle fell off and directly cut off his right arm, while the other one shot at the black hole of the gun——

The skillful card comes from the unique skill of the clown. Although it is not as powerful as Gambit, it is more than enough to cut off a loose muzzle.

The barrel of the gun was severed, the little leader passed out clutching his bleeding arm, and as for the eredar——

Eredar regretted it the moment he threw all the cards out.

The cards, which were completely different in thickness and texture from the poker cards, brushed across his cheeks. Batman subconsciously turned his head, and only had time to see the flashing photos on the cards.

The little leader fell, and the surroundings fell into silence. Batman turned his head and glanced at Eredar who slowly stood up from behind the cover.

The two looked at each other, and at that second, they both understood each other's meaning.

This was a race without the referee blowing the whistle. When the string in the brain was plucked with a bang, both of them rushed to the position of the card.

Due to the distance, the black bat glove first touched the white ID card on the muzzle of the gun.

Just when he was about to pull out the card with his fingertips and take a closer look, a shadow flashed beside him, Eredar cut his beard halfway, and snapped the card back into his hand.

This is probably the fastest speed Eredar has used in his life, so fast that when he snatched the graduation certificate, the car almost rolled to the ground because it couldn't stop.

The clown was panting, clutching Song Mo's graduation photo, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his chest heaved violently.

He looked at the figure of Batman standing in place, the wind was very strong on the rooftop, and the black cloak was blown so that it almost covered his whole body.

Eredar hooked the corner of her mouth: "Curiosity killed the cat, sir."