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Chapter 348 I, Batman, have a clear conscience. What does it matter if I suffer a few more infamy for it?

Accidents always happen so suddenly; who would have thought that Batman, that cunning man, would slip up so easily?

Poison Ivy was stunned for a moment, then her face immediately lit up with joy: "It seems that even the heavens are on our side."

With a wave of her hand, the vines binding Du Mu tightened immediately, pulling him in front of her, her eyes filled with a triumphant and confident smile.

"Batman, you've finally fallen into my hands."

Du Mu remained unfazed, his tone firm: "Evil can never triumph over justice."

Poison Ivy scoffed, "Still being stubborn even at this point? I'd like to see how long your sense of justice can last!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she cupped Du Mu's head in her hands and leaned down to touch him.

Du Mu forcefully turned his face away, putting up a fierce resistance.

Poison Ivy licked her lips, her smile deepening: "The more you resist, the more excited I become."

She manipulated the vines, fixing Du Mu's head firmly in place, and then bit into it.

Poison Ivy was in a vegetative state and didn't have bad breath; instead, she had a faint floral scent.

But who was Du Mu?

The gentleman, unmoved by temptation, kept his mouth shut and maintained a tight defense, vowing to protect his purity to the death, leaving the Poison Ivy woman only able to breach the outer perimeter.

Three seconds later, Poison Ivy released her grip, took a half-step back, and arrogantly declared to Du Mu, "From this moment on, you are my slave. All my commands are sacred decrees. Understand?"

"Pah, dream on!"

Du Mu spat fiercely, his eyes as sharp as ever, showing no sign of wavering.

"what?"

Poison Ivy showed a hint of surprise, then turned to admiration: "As expected of Batman, your willpower is indeed strong. It seems that one time is not enough to break through your defenses."

"But if once isn't enough, then twice. How long can you hold out?"

Ignoring Du Mu's fierce resistance, she took another bite.

To make the effect even stronger, she deliberately prolonged the time this time, lasting for more than ten seconds before separating.

Poison Ivy wiped her lips, her tone confident: "Batman, become my slave and protect the plants with me."

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Du Mu shook his head decisively: "No, I'm an animal rights activist, I only eat vegetarian food."

Poison Ivy: "6"

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What she hates most are animal rights activists, a bunch of meat-eating guys who are always eyeing the green belts and trying to eat them.

Don't plants have lives too?

Without saying a word, Poison Ivy attacked Du Mu again.

"Give up the resistance."

"No...impossible, I am mortal with evil."

Du Mu's voice began to falter, clearly losing its initial firmness.

Poison Ivy felt relieved, knowing at a glance that her abilities had finally worked.

I believe that with a little more effort, we can completely break through the opponent's defenses.

"Still being stubborn?"

She pressed her advantage, stepping forward and cupping Du Mu's face in her hands again: "Then I'll kiss you until you obey!"

Another deep kiss landed.

Half a minute later, Poison Ivy, slightly out of breath, released her grip: "Did you listen?"

Du Mu's eyes were unwavering: "My will is unshakeable."

mua~!

"How did it go this time?"

"I...I will not give in..."

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Then let's continue!

At this moment, Poison Ivy seemed to have a grudge against Du Mu. She transformed into a woodpecker, cupped Du Mu's face, and began pecking at him fiercely.

As the number of times increased, Du Mu's head drooped lower and lower, and his shoulders slumped, as if his will had been worn away to almost nothing.

But that last bit of clarity, like a lock of blood, was firmly fixed in his eyes, refusing to dissipate no matter what.

This, in turn, completely ignited Poison Ivy's competitive spirit.

She had forgotten her own gender and was attracted to women. The more she ate, the more engrossed she became, and the longer she ate, determined to squeeze every last drop of essence out of Du Mu.

Uh, here I mean willpower.

After an unknown amount of time, Du Mu's eyes gradually became unfocused, and his pupils lost their focus.

Poison Ivy felt the time was right. Ignoring her slightly swollen lips, she said to Du Mu, "You are my loyal slave. From now on, obey my orders."

Du Mu slowly began to speak: "I...I..."

Poison Ivy said expectantly, "That's right, say you're my slave."

"I am...

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"Yes, say it now!"

"I adore Batman!"

Du Mu entered the cheating command, and the confusion in his eyes vanished instantly.

At the same time, his previously depleted willpower bar instantly replenished, and his eyes became even more determined than before.

Poison Ivy:

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Whether it's open or not, you know the answer in your heart!

Poison Ivy was in despair.

It feels like you've spent hours painstakingly whittling down a boss until it's down to its last drop of health, only for the boss to suddenly go berserk, instantly restoring its health and status to full, making all your efforts worthless.

"I refuse to believe it!"

Poison Ivy gritted her teeth, grabbed Du Mu's head, and bit him hard.

This time, she didn't split up, but continued to output power, intending to empty Du Mu's willpower bar in one go, giving Du Mu no chance to input cheat commands.

Under Poison Ivy's relentless offensive, Du Mu's hard-won defenses were breached. Poison Ivy seized the opportunity to charge in, churning within the defenses and frantically disrupting Du Mu's tongue and will.

Du Mu was powerless to resist and could only passively endure it, tears of humiliation streaming down his face.

Only he himself knew the pain he had endured.

Harley stood to the side, watching the two lovebirds engrossed in their kiss, and suddenly felt like an outsider. She wanted to say something but didn't want to interrupt, feeling just like an incompetent husband.

The good news is that she's now a better match for the Joker and Poison Ivy, since all three of them wear the same shade.

The bad news is that the same person cheated on her with both of them.

After an unknown amount of time, Poison Ivy finally had to release Du Mu due to lack of oxygen, and gasped for breath.

She glared at the man before her, who still retained the last shred of his sanity, and cursed in exasperation, "Damn it, why did it still fail?"

Harley couldn't help but ask, "Not even through saliva?"

Poison Ivy shook her head, panting, and said, "Batman's willpower is too strong. Even saliva transmission would be difficult to control him unless there is a more efficient transmission method."

Harley tilted her head: "We've tried airborne transmission, we've tried saliva transmission, and neither of those worked. So how else can it spread?"

Just then, Du Mu, who was in a daze, suddenly spoke up: "Actually, there is another more effective way of transmission, which is through strenuous exercise."

How does strenuous exercise spread?

As two native-born Americans with open minds, Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy came up with the answer almost simultaneously, and their expressions became subtle at the same time.

That is indeed a method; many viruses spread this way.

For example, warts are nothing serious. They're just minor bumps in the road. They're not a big deal, so there's no need to worry. Just take good care of yourself and don't go to the vesicles too often. Find a spot to treat them, like a rash.

Similarly, Poison Ivy's toxins can also be made more effective in this way.

"Bu Dui!"

Poison Ivy suddenly snapped out of her daze, staring at Du Mu in disbelief: "How are you alright?"

Du Mu looked so energetic; there was no trace of the struggle he had just endured.

"Well..

Du Mu realized that he had been too hasty, his mouth had acted before his brain, and he had inadvertently given himself away.

Since he couldn't keep up the act any longer, he simply stopped pretending.

"Bicos is in love with Batman, so your methods have absolutely no effect on me!"

Du Mu had already witnessed Poison Ivy's abilities in the comic book, so he put on the Dumb Ring beforehand, making him immune to all mind control that targeted his brain.

As for why he's so witty even while wearing the "idiot ring," it can only be said that his large head doesn't affect his small head's thinking.

Poison Ivy said blankly, "But you were clearly poisoned just now, and you were even kissing me so intimately..."

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Du Mu interrupted her righteously and sternly: "I was giving you a chance to turn over a new leaf. For the sake of justice, I was willing to feed the demon with my own body and sacrifice my own interests to awaken a person with a conscience. Who knew you would be so stubborn and unrepentant? All my words were wasted. I am very disappointed in you."

He certainly wasted a lot of breath, and Poison Ivy wasted just as much.

At this moment, Poison Ivy could no longer understand that she had been tricked and taken advantage of for so long.

Her green face flushed red with rage, and she gritted her teeth as she cursed, "I never imagined you were this kind of Batman, you perverted bastard!"

Du Mu disdained to explain.

Batman acts only to have a clear conscience, believing that justice will prevail.

Even if Batman takes on a few more criticisms for this, what does it matter?

Bang!

Du Mu suddenly exerted his strength, and the vines binding him snapped off.

At the same time, he threw out several Batman-themed items imbued with fire magic, and the surrounding plants instantly burst into flames, with tongues of fire spreading in all directions at an extremely fast speed.

Freed from restraint, Du Mu moved swiftly, charging straight at the Poison Ivy Woman.

Because the distance was so close, Poison Ivy had no chance to react and was instantly knocked unconscious by Du Mu's punch.

Just then, Du Mu heard a very faint sound behind him.

He turned around and saw Harley holding a baseball bat, tiptoeing silently up behind him, her hands raised high, ready to smash it down with all her might.

"What do you want to do?"

Harley froze in mid-air, her arm holding the baseball bat neither up nor down, her smile instantly transforming into a bright and harmless expression.

"Batman, what do you think of my baseball bat?"

"Not as good-looking as my fists."

Du Mu smashed the baseball bat with a single punch, and with the force of the blow, he smashed it into Harley's face, causing her to fall into a deep, baby-like sleep.

Then, he used steel cables to tie Poison Ivy and Harley together face to face.

Of course, the Mr. Freeze and the fireflies over there didn't forget either; the fireflies were also tied up tightly.

However, something unexpected happened with Mr. Freeze.

The body of a cryogenically frozen person is special; they must be kept in a low-temperature environment to survive. Du Mu just punched and shattered his cryogenic life support device, causing him to suffer severe hypothermia. His blood volume began to drop rapidly, and he was on the verge of death.

But this was not a problem for Du Mu.

He crouched down, grabbed the weak-looking Mr. Freeze by the collar, and slapped him several times across the face.

The man with the frozen head swayed from side to side as Du Mu slapped him, but every time Du Mu slapped a spot, a burst of cold air instantly emanated from it.

[Equipment: Frost Ring (Attacks can inflict a certain amount of frost effect)]

After several icy palm strikes, the Frozen Man's face showed no pain, but rather a look of pleasure.

Those who don't know him might think he has some kind of unusual fetish.

Du Mu pulled out the freeze gun he had seized from the other party and fired a barrage of shots at Mr. Freeze.

As the cold air surged, the man frozen solid was transformed into a human-shaped icicle, crystal clear, his expression frozen in that mysteriously joyful state.

[Objective: To bring Batman to justice the fugitive supervillain (5/7)]

The mission progress bar has jumped more than halfway through, with only two escaped targets remaining.

One of them is Batman's old nemesis, Zhou Ke'er.

Without lingering, Du Mu sent the location coordinates to the Gotham Police Department and immediately headed towards the next target area following the mission instructions.

As night falls on Gotham Bay, a salty sea breeze blows in.

Not far from the coast, there is an unfinished building.

Du Mu landed on top of a tower crane opposite the building, checked the mini-map, and found that the building was covered with red dots, clearly indicating that a trap had been set up to wait for his arrival.

Although the building was dimly lit, it did not affect Du Mu's vision.

He could clearly see armed men wearing clown masks walking back and forth on every floor of the building, and some floors even had makeshift fortifications.

It was obvious that the entire building was filled with the Joker Gang, at least several dozen people.

"Let us hunt down those who have fallen into darkness."

Du Mu's figure gradually blended into the darkness, and his deep voice dissipated in the night.

Meanwhile, inside the unfinished building, members of the Joker gang were patrolling according to orders.

The building has a total of twenty floors. The main structure has been completed, but the interior and exterior walls are not yet finished. There are exposed steel bars and scaffolding everywhere.

A draft blew in through the empty window, making the plastic sheeting on the floor rustle.

As one of the Jokers rounded a concrete pillar, a black tentacle shot out from the shadows and sealed his mouth shut.

Before he could even utter a sound, he was dragged into the shadows of a corner, and the gun clattered to the ground.

Hearing the commotion, members of the Joker Gang nearby immediately came over to investigate and found guns lying on the ground.

He looked around but didn't see anyone else.

"Strange, where did they go?"

The clown gang member sensed something was amiss and suddenly looked up at the ceiling.

A giant bat was hiding in the corner, its two reflective eyes staring intently at him, and its mouth slowly splitting open.

"hello."

"Aaaaaah—!"

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Soon, members of the Joker gang realized something was wrong.

The clown helped one of the captains turn on his shoulder radio and said into the channel, "I feel like we're getting fewer people."

Another member agreed: "I think so too. I haven't seen Jack at all, it's like he's vanished. Do you think it's possible?"

Before he could finish speaking, his voice suddenly disappeared.

The clown gang leader asked in surprise, "Is there any possibility or not? Just tell me."

Suddenly, a member of the Joker's gang exclaimed, "I saw it! Raymond vanished right in front of me! He's here!"

Another Joker's voice came through: "Shit! Raymond and Duffy seem to have been dragged away by a dark figure! Come quick, save them!"

"A ghost! There's a ghost here! Help!"

The voices of the clown gang members suddenly stopped.

At that moment, the members of the Joker Gang in the channel felt a chill run down their spines.

Is this some kind of horror movie shoot?!

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