What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 181 Bane Puts on the Batman Uniform
Gotham.

Tonight is a good time for murder, robbery, and all kinds of crimes.Of course, it's also a good time for Batman to haunt.

A hazy mist filled the long street.

The spun yarn that should have been pure white was dyed pitch black under the night, like dark clouds rolling over the earth.

Bane dons the Batman costume.His body merged with the night, which made him feel inexplicably at ease.

This Batman uniform was made by himself when he faced Batman for the first time.

Even after a long time, the words that Penguin said at that time still echoed in his mind today.

"...Bane is by no means Batman...so let me just lay out the simple truth for you...my handsome ally. No matter how many killers and strong men you bring from Santa Prisca, bro Tan has been through worse—"

"They're not afraid of you."

"Afraid of you..."

"I'm afraid of you..."

The voice sang in Bane's heart.The strong and strong man lifted the Batman uniform and looked at it carefully under the moonlight.

He originally planned to wear this Batman costume to fight Batman, but eventually abandoned this plan-because he detected fear while dissecting his own heart.

He realized that once he wore this uniform to face Batman, it would be tantamount to admitting that "Bane" could not defeat "Batman", only "Batman" could defeat "Batman".

This is undoubtedly a blow to one's own spirit.

But he didn't destroy the uniform, and even stored it properly some time before the decisive battle broke out.

As it turns out, his foresight did work.

For some reason, he now has to do something that Batman can do that Bane can't, so maybe he's afraid he'll have to don the suit of his nemesis.

This is the best option when there is no choice.

Bain grabbed the edge of the building, carefully observing his own reflection on a piece of smooth glass.

He had imagined many times in his mind what he would look like in Batman's suit, and now it seems...

not bad.

Bane thought for a while, and then tried to do a classic Batman Returns move.

Like ah, very similar.

He has practiced many times in private, and he is confident that he is the best in the world when it comes to pretending to be Batman.

Bane narrowed his eyes.

That's enough to fool those idiots.

He cast his eyes down.

boom! ! !
On the street, a little giant with explosive muscles lifted a car with his bare hands.His upper body is abnormally swollen, just like the cover of "Mr. Muscle".

"Hey, tank, kill all these cops, we have to retreat!"

Bane, who was wearing a Batman uniform, couldn't help but feel a little colder.

This guy named Tank was wearing the same vest and pants as Bane's, and even the tubes for the venom were in the same place.Except for the difference in the mask, he was carved out of the same mold as the former Bane.

"Understood!" Tank shouted gruffly: "I'm solving it!"

The car spun and threw it towards the police, and the police car that was chasing it slammed into the street light in fright.

Bang bang bang bang!
The bullets fluttered randomly, hitting the little giant's body like scratching an itch, leaving only a few red spots.

Tank covered his eyes, raised his head and yelled wildly, "Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Enough, the venom burned your brains out! We have to go!"

The tank looked back at his teammate fiercely, just when Bane thought he was going to punch his teammate, the teammate quickly pressed him on the back a few times, and more venom was injected into the tank's body .

With the influx of venom, the withdrawal reaction subsided, and the IQ returned to the line. Tank immediately said nothing, and cooperated with his accomplices to get into a green pickup truck, taking advantage of the chaos and evacuating the scene.

From the beginning to the end, Bane just observed silently.

Tsk, there is no infighting, yes, after all, not everyone is Batman, and most people will not attack their teammates.

He followed the truck, waiting for the gang to take him back to their lair.

Very Batman-style investigation methods, Bane is not a detective, but he is very good at learning, especially learning his enemies.He has read the files of Batman for so many years, and he knows what Batman does very well.

……

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"Don't you think it's time for us to move, Slugger?"

air!
Slugger Logan lives up to his name, dressed like a baseball player and wearing a red cap.

This is a typical characteristic of Gotham criminals, and only Gotham people will do such crazy things: nicknamed Penguin, he will pretend to be a penguin; someone called Slugger, he will dress up as a baseball athlete.

"Don't get what you're saying, man." Slugger Logan was playing baseball—at his own base.

air!
"Good! Hit outfield!"

He applauded himself.

"Mr. Logan, we are notorious in Gotham, and your two accomplices are already in jail."

Slugger Logan's men are still urging him: "We should stop all operations here and start somewhere else."

"Willis would never say it, and neither would my driver."

Slugger Logan picked up another baseball and hit it with a thud.

"However, maybe it's time to think about doing some greening."

He took out another baseball, waved the baseball bat as before, and continued, "When the tanks and the others snatch the things back, we'll pack them right away...Who are you?"

He lowered his baseball bat and looked at the hand protruding from the shadows.

That hand was holding the baseball he just hit, and the owner of that hand was still hidden in the shadows.

hiss……

Hitter Logan heard the other side let out a sound like a train blowing.

"You better be standing there for some good fucking reason, big catcher, you—" But the batter cut him off before he could finish.

He heard the other party's indifferent voice.

"I'll ask you some questions, and if you're not satisfied with the answers, I'll tear you apart."

Slugger Logan looked at him in astonishment, and then let out a sneer.

As if he didn't see the other person's expression, Bane said to himself: "You provide venom for your thugs. And according to my observation, it is obvious that this venom is an improved version."

Bane's voice was steady and polite.

"The titan steroid-enhanced venom serum is a violence-enhancing substance with a 93% fatality rate, and nearly all subjects in Penaduro Prison died from this venom and its complications...except Bane. I thought he was the only user of Titan Venom."

Bain saw the slugger Logan calling out to his subordinates, one after another team of subordinates rushed towards here with weapons, aiming their guns at Bain one by one.

But he didn't care, and didn't mean to stop at all:
"I want to know who and where you got it from."

He said: "I want someone who sold you this potion."

"Do you think I'm going to tell you, idiot?"

He heard the scum say, "You're dead, do you know who I am?"

"Now, the cockroach that hides its head and shows its tail, slowly come out of the shadows, and kneel down with its head in its hands. I will consider not stuffing your head in your ass."

Bane thought about it.

"Actually, I can guess. The version you use is different from Bane. I managed to get the blood of your men who were strengthened by Titan Venom, and Titan Venom is compatible with their blood types."

"Correct improvement, there is only one person in the world who knows so much about Titan Venom."

Bane spat out the name.

"Dr. Randolph, of course. I guess Bane is not the only one who left Santa Prisca all the way. So where is he now? I have something to ask him."

"Are you listening to me?" said Slugger Logan. "Are you deaf?"

"No, sir."

The slugger only heard the other party say, "I'm just asking you politely."

"I want you to hug—forget it."

Slugger Logan shook his head: "I can't believe I wasted so much time with an idiot."

He greeted his subordinates:
"Fire!"

clack clack clack...

Suddenly, there was a sound of the trigger being pulled.

But not a single bullet came out.

"God! What's going on?!"

One of the assembled gunmen exclaimed, "My gun!"

He raised the killing weapon in his hand, the barrel that was supposed to be straight, now drooped down as if impotent.

The barrel made of metal seems to be alive, soft like a spear in sage mode.

Then the next moment, the gun barrel, which was still limp just now, became like a muscular swimming snake, directly climbing onto the body of the gunman, binding him tightly.

thump!thump!thump!
In just a few seconds, everyone was lying on the ground.

The slugger Logan looked at his men rushing to the street, only feeling slightly dizzy, as if he was dreaming.

"What...what happened?!"

His pupils reflected the figure slowly emerging from the shadows, his eyes widened slightly to see the pointy ears.

"It seems...it seems...it's you!"

"Yes." Bane said:
"I am Batman."

When he said this, Bain realized that he had a strange pleasure, but he quickly cut off this emotion and threw it into the corner of his mind.

"you……"

He heard the somewhat incoherent voice of slugger Logan: "How did you do it?!"

"Because I'm Batman," Bane told him.

The grim muscular thug never knew it could be so funny when he said it to someone.

Slugger Logan tried to swing his wooden baseball bat at Bane, but before the bat hit Bane's forehead, it turned into a wooden snake, reeling back under Slugger's desperate gaze, Still tied him up firmly.

The poor slugger yelled, "This fucking...this fucking is Batman's skill too?!"

Then he was strangled by the neck and lifted up with his bare hands: "And now I want to find that person, Dr. Randolph, he is good at turning humans into monsters, I need him. I hope you can tell me about him—"

boom!
But before Bane finished speaking, he turned around suddenly.

Eight muscular men smashed through the wall and rushed towards Bane's face together.

Their attire and the equipment on their bodies seemed to be printed in the same mold, except for the headgear of different colors, they could hardly see any difference.

Every step they take is like a miniature earthquake.

"Taste our surprise, Batman." Slugger Logan was thrown to the ground with a thud, and he laughed: "Taste our power! One Bane almost broke your spine, but now we There are 8 of them here!"

He said: "Oh, they'll grab your kitty, they'll grab your neck and tear you apart like a rag doll!"

boom!
Bane punched a purple headgear into the sky like a rocket, and then stuck his head into the ceiling.

"I'm no longer trapped by venom."

While thinking this, Bane grabbed another man by the neck and slapped him on the ground.

He curled up his middle finger and ring finger, and then popped out vines from his wrist, swiftly crawling over those muscular monsters like a big spider, and then wrapped more and more green on their bodies.

"For the first time in my life, I am completely free."

Bain said silently in his heart.He watched the other party being tightly bound by the growing plants, and the vines got into his mouth and anus, making his eyes look painful.

"I don't make excuses. Excuses are for sinners. I was once driven by Venom, and he controlled me, not the other way around."

A little giant swiped at him with a pillar as a stick, and was smashed to pieces by Bain with his bare hands.

"I did want to tear Batman apart, I did want to rule Batman's city, but Venom weakened my judgment and I lost everything."

No one is his single enemy.He defeated those monsters as if they were destroyed.

he was thinking.

"And now I know that my enemies are not Batman at all, and my enemies persecuted me before I was born."

"I don't need venom anymore. I can get rid of them anytime."

No one was a match for Bane, he defeated them all with ease.

For those little monsters strengthened by the venom, the masonry was easily smashed like tofu, and in contrast, they were also tofu in front of Bain.

"I'm free, and I'll always be free, Batman."

Bane, who was wearing a Batman uniform, punched and punched a little giant who had lost the ability to resist, like beating a drum.

His fist was stained with blood.Even when he was beating someone, Bane felt his head was clear.

"Because I am innocent. According to the laws of my hometown, I was born guilty, but I am innocent, I have not committed a crime, I am driven by hatred, driven by venom."

He lifted one of the imitations high, and snapped.

His eyes reflected the enemy lying on the ground.Formless and formless flames surrounded his eyes and around his side.

"I have been reborn!"

He threw his opponent, whose spine was broken and limp like mud, to the ground.

In the battle, Bane never felt his mind was so clear like this moment.

The Dark City was no longer mysterious to him.It has no use, just an empty place.

He was free now, but only physically.His past, his soul, is still imprisoned, bound in chains, thousands of miles to the south.

So, before he embarks on the path of chasing the freedom of his soul...

Bane raised the beaten and bloody slugger Logan: "Tell me, where is Dr. Randolph?!"

(End of this chapter)