Laughing American comics, I am becoming more and more like a clown

...That's good.

Bane grabbed the fake Batman's belt and lifted him off the ground, thinking, This time it's a good gift.

Outside, Batman had defeated the last man and was walking towards the mansion with a sluggish pace.

Yes, yes.

Bane watched him through the glass as he moved around the attic of Wayne Manor, as light as a real bat, and waited in anticipation for him to approach - what expression Batman would have when he saw this.

But Bane, who was immersed in this, suddenly froze, and a cold hand, almost at room temperature, was placed on his shoulder.

Bane lowered his head and saw the fake Batman, whose spine he had broken, looking up at him, one hand grasping his bulging arm.

"My dear, your bone-setting skills need to be improved."

The fake bat's sharp jaw separated from its maxilla, revealing a wide grin.

Chapter 241 Fear of poison gas, outsider!

Surprising.

Horror.

It was like a multi-legged creature was coiled on the spine, and the densely packed tiny landing points caused a shudder.

Bane instinctively threw him out, but Lucian absorbed the impact in time before his back hit the wall, rolled on the ground a few times and stood up.

"...Don't look at me like that, Bane. It's still the same question: Why can Batman face his next enemy in peak condition even when he is seriously injured or even disabled?"

Bain's eyes flashed: "Playing tricks."

But he had the idea of ​​escaping. The appearance of a fake Batman would have little impact on the plan, but if this fake Batman had high recovery ability... Bane wondered who was pretending to be Batman this time.

……

哥谭

The Riddler and the Penguin, who have been very honest and have not caused any trouble since leaving Arkham, get together.

"Someone sent me a truckload of Batsuits. Do you have any idea, Edward?"

...this is literally a truckload of Bat costumes, for every size, even one that could fit Killer Croc.

The Riddler and the Penguin stood in front of the door and looked at each other... The Riddler thought of what the reporter had said before. Things developed as expected, and now he understood what he needed to do.

He knocked against the warehouse wall with his green question mark cane, making a hollow sound.

"I can make good people bad, and bad people good. I can make people..."

"Are you riddlein' me again? Good heavens, yes."

"It's acting, Penguin."

"You mean I should wear these?" The Penguin turned around and tried to leave: "You're dreaming!"

The Riddler didn't try to stop him, but said slowly, "What if I said I could wear a real bat costume?"

"Really? Ha! Really?" The Penguin turned his head and looked up and down at the piles of bat costumes. After confirming that they were no different from the fake and shoddy bat cosplay costumes, he sneered.

"I didn't say now, Penguin."

"Black Mask is giving my casino a surprise tonight. Penguins shipped from Africa for $100,000 are arriving at the port soon... Listen! I don't have time for any role-playing or guessing games with you!"

The Penguin is a rare neutral villain who is not hostile to the bat group. He is only interested in money and is not interested in this.

"I didn't ask you to play games with me." The Riddler jumped onto the truck, picked out a batsuit from among the different sizes, and threw it to the Penguin: "As long as you wear this, you can get a small gift from Batman, maybe a sturdy batsuit... I know you've wanted his for a long time."

Penguin narrowed his eyes: "Are you serious?"

"Of course!"

The Penguin then condescended to pick it up with his umbrella and examine it for a moment before throwing it aside in disdain. "I have a high-end replica here...except for some materials and small details, it's a high-end replica tailored to me."

Hearing this, the Riddler jumped out of the car, walked around to the front and sat on the door: "I knew you didn't care that Batman was just talking."

"It's just a collection!" The Penguin Man tried to cover up the truth.

"Well, a tailor-made collection..."

The Riddler stepped on the accelerator without saying hello, spraying the Penguin in the face with exhaust gas.

"shit!"

……

哥谭

Wayne Manor

Batman, who had rushed back, had finished fighting with Bane's men left in the manor. He noticed the unusual room in the manor. In addition, before returning to the manor, Batman had been stopped by Jason and explained the situation, so he was now hiding in the shadows, observing the situation inside through the window.

Bane tilted his head to avoid Lucian's punch, turned around suddenly, and looked straight at where Batman was at the moment.

Now is not a good time to fight.

Bane thought.

It's not just because of the variable in front of him, but also because Batman's physical strength has not been exhausted and he is still not in a low state, and at some point... Occasionally, he heard the hissing of bats.

He should leave now and wait for the next opportunity...

Bane was a very decisive man. While thinking, he turned on the venom injection device, threw the table next to him at Lucian, broke the window, and rushed down.

Lucian dodged but did not chase after him. He looked at the place where Bane had seen Batman just now and found that there was no one there. So he walked to the window and looked down through the broken glass. In the blurry rain, he could only see two quickly disappearing figures.

A head-on confrontation now is not a good option for either Bane or Batman. Although something unexpected happened to Bane, Batman is indeed exhausted and mentally exhausted. The three consecutive days of fighting are not fake.

His only supplements were a fully equipped belt and a few adrenaline shots that Jason had just given him.

...But Batman still gave chase.

……

This was within Lucian's expectations. If everything went well, Batman would fight with Bane and then cut off the venom pipeline on his back, making it unrealistic to uniform him... but that wasn't necessarily the case.

Lucian took out an empty spray from his bat belt with a smile.

Although he couldn't defeat the berserker, he certainly couldn't just delay him.

Lucien knew the formula for the fear gas, and what he saw through it was harmless loneliness... It was easy to bear, and like the Joker, he was immune to it to a certain extent.

So, he used them without any hesitation in the battle with Bane...and the interesting thing is, the thing Bane fears is bats. From childhood to adulthood, there has always been a bat monster that he has been defeating, and this is also what he fears the most.

So, what does Bane see when he sees Batman?

……

Huge, inhuman, magical, and numerous.

Since Bane was six years old and thirty-one days old, a demon bat with bared fangs and claws has always appeared in his dreams... This is the most primitive and only fear in Bane's heart. Although Bane has defeated this fear countless times as he grew older.

But even he couldn't explain why his fear took the form of a bat.

At this moment, on a rainy night, before Bane's eyes, a huge bat slowly rose.

This is something that transcends reality...it is something that does not exist in reality.

Under the influence of the fear gas, although Bane knew that this thing was not normal, he felt like he was a weak and powerless six-year-old child who saw the bats in his dream for the first time.

No, no.

Things were out of control again. It would be foolish of Bane if he hadn't realized that he had been trapped. At this moment, he had no intention of fighting Batman who was chasing him closely.

leave here!

The thoughts in my head are clamoring.

Chapter 242 Welcome to the City of Bats

The venom surged into his blood vessels again, causing his body to expand several times in size and his muscles to swell. Bane climbed up the fence in a few steps, and when Batman swung over and kicked him in the back, he decisively let go and landed on the ground. His swollen leg muscles meant that he didn't even need to bend his knees to cushion the shock.

Batman grabbed the fence with one hand and pulled out a dart from his belt with the other. He knew that Bane's weakness was the venom tubes on his back.

Unfortunately, Bane had no intention of getting entangled with him. When the road was blocked, he changed direction.

As time went on, the effects of the fear gas became more pronounced. Although Bane was able to defeat the bat image after reacting, the hallucinations and auditory hallucinations caused by the gas... and the growing sense of unease as time went on... he still chose to escape.

Batman has no way to stop Bane, who is basically in his prime and is determined to leave.

Finally, he stopped on a tall building, and Bane's figure gradually disappeared in the rain.

……

Lucian is waiting for Batman to come back - he will definitely come back, and Alfred is still in Wayne Manor, so Batman will not chase him.

Now that he was back, he couldn't avoid the meeting, so he mentally practiced the words he had prepared long ago:

I'm Oberon Sexton, a Batman fanboy. I stumbled upon Bane's plot, so I came here to help... I'm Oberon Sexton, a Batman fanboy. I stumbled upon Bane's plot, so...

"who are you?"

"I'm Batman, Bane's fanboy."

Batman: ?

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Bats usually hide after dusk to eat, but if it rains, especially heavy rain, they will hide.

With the amount of rain in Gotham today, bats won't appear.

But in Bane's eyes, patches of black spots appeared on his retina, distorted and deformed into the shape of bats, and every person walking on the street was exactly the same, like bats standing upright, silently staring at him.

……

"Are you sure this will work?"

The Penguin was wearing his collection of bat armor and carefully wrapped himself in a transparent raincoat. The Riddler next to him was tall and holding his question mark cane, also dressed as a bat.

Not only them, but everyone walking on the street had been replaced by Penguin's men long ago. Now they were all dressed as bats, cautiously surrounding Bane.

"Wipe the water off your glasses. Don't tell me you can't see." The Riddler didn't look away.

Oswald took a handkerchief from his slightly flawed bat-belt and wiped his monocle.