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Chapter 351 His only concern was the longing for administrative leave.

If Bruce were there right now and saw Bane in that position, he would definitely feel a chill run down his spine.

This was the same starting move Bain used when he broke his spine.

That blow resulted in a broken spine and paralysis of his lower limbs, and he spent the darkest period of his life in a wheelchair.

If it weren't for his extraordinary willpower, coupled with a series of miraculous medical treatments and rehabilitation training, he would probably have needed Afu's help to change diapers for the rest of his life.

Now, Bain is preparing to recreate the famous scene that made him famous by giving Du Mu a Batman-style bone-setting service.

Bain's eyes flashed with ferocity. He gripped Du Mu tightly with his thick arms, then suddenly raised his right knee and slammed it down hard on Du Mu's spine with all his might.

Bang!

Click—!

A crisp sound of bones shattering echoed through the empty ruins.

However, Du Mu remained unfazed and didn't even flinch when his spine was hit by a knee.

Instead, Bain let out a muffled groan, his arms locking Du Mu loosened involuntarily, and he tilted uncontrollably to the side.

His right leg was twisted and curled up, blood was seeping from his knee, and the bone inside was completely shattered.

Du Mu landed steadily and, in front of Bane, reached into the back of the Batsuit and pulled out a silver-gray metal plate.

The metal plate had a cold, sharp luster and was so smooth that it didn't even have a dent.

Du Mu flicked his fingers three times on the board, producing a crisp clanging sound.

He grinned at Bain: "This is my posture corrector, made of Adamantium alloy, specially designed to protect the spine."

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Bain:

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This metal plate is an Adamantium alloy material that Du Mu automatically picked up at Stryker's experimental base.

Du Mu knew that Bane was a master of bone setting and massage, so during the fight with him, he secretly slipped the adamantium plate into the back of the Batman suit.

This preparation proved to be quite farsighted.

Even if Bane were incredibly strong, he couldn't possibly break through the defenses of Adamantium. The effect of that knee strike was no different from an ordinary person hitting a solid steel plate with all their might.

Under the enormous reaction force, Bain's right leg was destroyed on the spot, and he could only barely support his body with his left leg. He was swaying and could not even stand up steadily.

Du Mu certainly wouldn't let go of this good opportunity to kick a dog when it's down.

He lunged forward and unleashed a series of low-angle sweeping kicks at Bane's only remaining left leg.

The main focus is on that good leg that kicks the tumor hard.

Bane was so frustrated by the beating that even his IQ, which had been lowered by Venom, briefly returned to normal. He cursed this unethical Batman a hundred times in his mind.

He roared and threw a punch to retaliate, but Du Mu easily dodged it by simply turning slightly to the side. Then came another round of dense low sweeps, always targeting his only remaining left leg.

With his broken right leg, Bain could barely move, let alone dodge.

After being kicked seven or eight times, he lost feeling in his left leg, his knee buckled, and his massive body crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Impossible! How can Batman be so powerful!?"

Bain's eyes were filled with resentment and disbelief.

He strongly suspects that this Batman is using cheat codes, and he already has evidence.

"Bicks admires Batman."

Du Mu blurted out this line; it's practically etched into his DNA.

It is indeed poisonous!

As he spoke, he crouched down, reached out and grabbed the venom tubes connected to Bane's body, and pulled hard.

Sizzle—!

He ripped off several tubes, and dark green venom splattered everywhere.

Bain let out a piercing scream, and his body began to convulse violently.

Without the continuous supply of venom, a severe withdrawal reaction swept over him instantly, every muscle spasming uncontrollably, and he curled up into a ball.

His original mountain-sized body shrank rapidly at a visible speed, gradually returning to the physique of a normal person.

Looking at Bain's miserable appearance, Du Mu shook his head: "In the end, he's still a tech warrior built on drugs, all show and no substance. Unlike me, who improved step by step through hard work and skill points. The difference is obvious."

Bain was powerless to resist, and Du Mu quickly tied him up like a dumpling.

The next moment, a system notification sounded in my mind.

"Mission Gotham Needs Batman" Completed

[Rewards are being processed...]

[Rewards are as follows: 30000 experience points, 7 free attribute points, 5 anchor fragments, the skill "Unyielding", the item "Batmobile", the item "Kryptonite", and the equipment "Batman Suit"]

[Skill: Unyielding Will (Your spirit and body will not fall. You can burn your mental energy to lock your health bar. You will not die even if you suffer fatal damage before your mental energy is exhausted.)]

[Props: Batmobile (Contains a detachable Batmobile equipped with machine guns, missiles, smoke grenades, and other weapons. Supports automatic driving and remote control. A must-have for showing off; driving it will make you the coolest kid on the block.)]

[Item: Kryptonite (Kryptonians' fatal weakness, an essential item for Batman)]

[Equipment: Batman suit (combined offense and defense, with a built-in all-purpose belt, bat helmet, bat cape, and other complete equipment; possesses multiple auxiliary functions, including a built-in voice changer; note that this equipment has no chin protection, so Black people should use it with caution)]

Goodness, the mission rewards are all Batman merchandise.

As expected of DC's parent company, even the game system is so generous, the prestige is off the charts.

The Batmobile, that thing is really cool, Du Mu has been eyeing it for a long time.

The main reason I didn't make a move before was because I was worried that half the weight of Batmobile was occupied by surveillance cameras and GPS trackers; otherwise, Batman would have had to take a taxi home long ago.

Speaking of which, there's a car lying unused in his game inventory—Red Skull's Hydra sports car.

That car is just too eye-catching in the Marvel universe; the logo alone would be enough to make it a five-star vehicle, so it has never had a chance to be used.

Now that we're in the DC universe, nobody cares about that Hydra logo, so it's a good opportunity to take it for a spin.

Kryptonite, which needs no introduction, is Superman's greatest weakness.

Anyone who gets close to this green stone will become extremely weak, and even an ordinary person has a chance to kill a Kryptonian.

However, kryptonite is extremely rare, and it is basically available but not traded.

Ironically, Superman, fearing he might one day lose control, personally gave Batman a precious kryptonite, so that Batman could stop him if necessary.

Batman was deeply moved by Superman's trust and solemnly accepted the kryptonite. He then turned around and threw it into his kryptonite warehouse, which contained an entire warehouse of kryptonite.

It's no exaggeration to say that Batman has stored up almost 90 percent of the Kryptonite on Earth, to the point that even Superman's nemesis, Lex Luthor, couldn't find any Kryptonite to use against Superman.

Du Mu didn't have the same severe paranoia as Batman, but it's always good to be prepared.

Who knows, there might actually be a chance to use this Kryptonite to beat up Superman someday. That would be way more impressive than beating up Batman.

He suddenly slapped his forehead: "Wait a minute, how could I have such villainous thoughts? I'm a model citizen, it must be this suit that influenced me, after all, that little bat loves to attack people in its own camp."

As for the Batman suit, there's not much to say; we won't need to wear secondhand Batman suits anymore.

More than these, Du Mu was concerned about new skills.

Unyielding will!

This skill is quite similar to Batman's willpower.

As long as one's mental strength is strong enough, one can remain invincible and invincible.

In other words, Du Mu now essentially has two lives. Unless his health and mental energy are completely depleted at the same time, he can achieve true immortality.

"It has to be Batman, the rewards are really generous."

Du Mu nodded in satisfaction, then opened his personal panel.

[Player: Du Mu]

[Level: 27 (54000/92000)]

[Attributes: Strength 111, Agility 70, Constitution 70, Spirit 70]

[Available free attribute points: 11]

With the addition of the 4 free attribute points awarded for stopping the Arkham Asylum riot, Du Mu now has a total of 11 free attribute points to allocate.

Having just scorned Bane for taking shortcuts to gain power, he now waved his hand dismissively, full of arrogance.

"System, give me some points!"

The next moment, Du Mu's attribute panel was updated.

[Attributes: Strength 113, Agility 73, Constitution 73, Spirit 73]

"All four attributes will break 100 simultaneously; it's just around the corner!"

Du Mu watched his various attributes soar and was filled with anticipation.

Just then, the sound of police sirens came from afar.

Just like in all movies, the police always show up only after everything is over.

Du Mu didn't want to run into any acquaintances at the Gotham Police Department, so after sending a few messages to the police, he disappeared into the darkness.

Gotham was unusually noisy tonight, with sirens blaring almost constantly in the streets.

Many residents were awakened by the noise outside, listened vaguely for a few moments, then turned over and went back to sleep.

Gothamites have always been mentally strong in this regard and are used to it, so there's nothing to be surprised about.

Apart from Constable Dum, who is on administrative leave, all the other Gotham police officers are extremely busy.

Police officers rushed around to clean up the mess and suppress the chain of chaos triggered by the Arkham Asylum riot.

The problem is that we simply don't have enough manpower.

The Gotham Police Department is already understaffed, and tonight's chaos has pushed its manpower to the limit, with only one patrol car available every few blocks.

Without the suppression of numbers, the rioters were not afraid of the police at all.

When they saw the police cars coming, some people didn't even bother to run; they continued their looting, vandalism, and arson.

Even more arrogant gang members pulled out a butterfly knife in front of the police officers, twirling it between their fingers as a provocation.

Harvey's eyes lit up when he saw this.

Without saying a word, he pulled out his sidearm and fired a burst of shots at the other man, emptying the magazine.

The entire room fell silent.

Harvey's face quickly switched to a pained expression: "This is not my fault. You all saw it. He pulled out a weapon, and our personal safety was seriously threatened."

"In this critical situation, according to regulations, I can only empty the magazine to eliminate the threat. When I get back, I will submit a report to the director, apply for administrative leave, and cooperate with the internal investigation."

Everyone:

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The man pulled out a folding knife. You were more than ten meters apart. What kind of threat were you being threatened?

Everyone knows that a gun is fast and accurate within seven steps!

However, upon hearing this, the other officers seemed to understand something, and their gazes towards the troublemakers instantly changed.

The weariness and helplessness of the past were gone from their eyes; only the longing for administrative holidays remained.

Harvey's actions were immediately relayed throughout the Gotham Police Department via police communicators.

So, Gotham's criminals suddenly discovered that the Gotham police officers seemed to have collectively gone mad tonight, each of them transforming into Gotham's sharpshooters, drawing their guns and emptying their magazines at the slightest provocation, using extremely aggressive methods.

Faced with these ruthless Gotham police officers, the criminals immediately cowered and dared not provoke the police anymore. They immediately covered their heads and lay down, fearing that if they hesitated even for a second, they would suffer acute heavy metal poisoning.

And so, the escalating chaos gradually subsided.

Gordon sat silently in the director's office, staring at the mountain of administrative leave applications piled on his desk.

Meanwhile, news of Batman's consecutive victories over multiple supervillains also spread throughout Gotham.

The urban legends surrounding Batman have become increasingly bizarre and fantastical.

Some say that Batman is not human at all, but a superhuman.

He is immune to fire, can smash through walls with his bare hands, and can teleport at any time, appearing in every corner of the city in one night.

Some say that Batman is a monster in human skin, and that beneath that bat exterior lies an indescribable being covered in tentacles.

He feeds on evil, so he only beats criminals half to death each time, all for the sake of sustainable development. Once the criminals are fattened up, he will come back and harvest another wave.

Some say there isn't just one Batman, maybe there are three.

For a time, opinions varied widely.

In addition, some people have questioned Batman's character.

According to the tearful accusations of several unnamed Arkham inmates, Batman is not a guardian of justice at all, but a despicable, immoral, perverted, lecherous, and shameless villain. His usual taciturn, aloof, and mysterious demeanor is all an act.

Of course, these are all the criminals' side of the story, and they contain a great deal of slander, so very few people believe them.

Du Mu did not care about this.

At this moment, he was checking his own instance quest.

[Goal: To become a superhero, the nemesis of evil, and to resolve three major crises (0/3)]

Even after the chaos in Gotham subsided, the mission remained largely stagnant.

Clearly, tonight's events do not fall under the category of a major crisis.

Thinking about it, it makes sense. Even if Gotham is in chaos, it won't affect other cities, let alone the whole planet. Besides, tonight's events are commonplace in Gotham; they probably happen every few days, so it doesn't really qualify as a crisis.

Du Mu was somewhat troubled: "So, where exactly do we look for important crises?"

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