American comics: What kind of evil intentions could Batman have?

Chapter 36 The Laughing Bain

Chapter 36 The Laughing Bain

"What? You said how many people died?"

"I don't know, I really don't know... Waaaaaah..."

The soldier standing in front of Gordon covered his face. He was at least 1.8 meters tall, a head taller than Gordon who was over fifty, but he was crying like a 1.8-meter-tall baby.

"There are dead bodies everywhere. Bane killed most of us. The National Guard is finished. Everything is finished!"

"Where's Bane? Where did Bane go?"

"he……"

The soldier suddenly covered his forehead, wailing, "Waaaaah... He went to find Batman!"

Gordon wanted to ask something more: "You..."

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah!"

Gordon urged him twice but received no response; the soldier just kept crying, which made Gordon extremely anxious and frustrated.

"I think his PTSD has flared up. We won't get anything out of him. Calm down, Gordon. Get someone to give him a sedative first, and then—"

Sheriff Brock, standing next to Gordon, was halfway through his sentence when he saw the soldier look up, his face, which should have been filled with sorrow... now adorned with a smile!

"Hahaha, hahaha, hahahahahahahahahaha!"

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Chen Tao looked at the massive body of the plant master Jason Wood, who was lying weakly on the ground, barely regaining some strength. However, Poison Ivy's vines tightly bound him, making him look like a crab waiting to be cooked.

He grunted in dissatisfaction twice, and Poison Ivy pursed her lips: "Jason, I didn't want to do this, I'm sorry, but..."

"Pamela, you motherfucker," the botanist said succinctly.

"Yes, yes, yes." Poison Ivy nodded directly, and the next second, the vines extended upwards, sealing the plant master's mouth. Chen Tao even saw Poison Ivy summon a vine and forcefully shove it into the mouth, directly—um.

You really can't underestimate a woman's vengefulness. Does this mean that since she's already betrayed someone, she wants to be even more thorough?

Fortunately, the Plant Master is essentially a tree, not a human; otherwise, such a sealing method would suffocate humans.

"Batman, would you mind saying—"

"Ivy, would you mind saying a few words?"

Harley Quinn squatted down to the side, looking at this person and then at that person, feeling like an outsider.

She pouted angrily, but no one noticed her little mood.

Poison Ivy said thoughtfully, "You go first."

She had originally intended to ask Batman about his plans for dealing with the Botanist, but one of Batman's opening remarks immediately caught her attention and even sent chills down her spine: "I suspect the Black Rot is still among us."

"Don't look back," she heard Batman whisper. "I'm asking you to protect Professor Goldbloom. The potion that can greatly enhance the Green of All Things could only have appeared in this world through his wisdom—if I were the Black of Decay, I would never let him live."

"We can't protect the Professor forever. Rather than passively defending, I prefer to actively weaken the power of the Corrupted Black, so they don't have the strength to murder the Professor. On the one hand, Ivy, I think we can agree on keeping the Professor alive."

He said, "I know that rebirth through borrowed bodies is something you advocates of the elements are good at, but this kind of rebirth doesn't come without a price."

"We've dealt with one of the Corrupt Black's henchmen, and another, or several more, lurking within the team—I didn't intend to let him live."

Chen Tao said, "I have a plan."

Rumble, rumble, rumble... A huge figure rampaged through the forest, snapping trees in its path with brute force...

"I've been providing those mercenaries with water and food these past few days..."

Poison Ivy was somewhat distracted. Although she was preoccupied with other things, and Batman's "I'm your teammate" tone was a bit unusual, she still gestured for him to continue.

"I'm all set—and then I'll induce corruption..."

The enormous figure stepped into the muddy swamp. This soft and dangerous swamp was a veritable death trap. Even a mammoth would be forced to sink into the ground if it stepped on it, but it could not stop the enormous figure's steps.

His speed was so fast it was almost like teleportation. Wherever his feet landed, the swamp water exploded with his enormous force, turning into propulsion that propelled him forward like a nimble great ape.

"We can do this anytime... Poison Ivy, are you even listening to me?"

Chen Tao said, "What are you thinking about? We're discussing something very important..."

But he quickly met Poison Ivy's serious gaze: "A big guy is coming, get ready, looks like the enemy—"

"Hahahahahaha—hohahaha, hohahahaha..."

The joyful laughter, like that of an innocent child, came from afar. Chen Tao turned his head and saw Bain, who was laughing wildly, emerge from the woods with a weapon in his hand, which he had probably uprooted from a large tree by the roadside.

His muscles writhed as if they were alive, a sight that was both disgusting and terrifying.

Before, no matter how Bane used Venom, and no matter how Venom transformed him into a "Mr. Muscle" cover model with terrifying varicose veins as a bonus, Bane was still a normal person. He was just a little taller, a little stronger, and had a little more varicose veins.

And now...

The endless proliferation of muscle lumps has exceeded the limits of the normal distribution space of human muscle tissue, so they can only pile up one after another on top of the original muscles. The skin is stretched open by the suddenly enlarged muscles, and appears abnormally white.

Soon, the skin, stretched to its limit, was torn apart like a rag and then healed in an instant, making Bane look like a huge blob of muscle balloons piled up as a slime.

Chen Tao was so stunned by what he saw that he felt numb.

He was completely dumbfounded by Bane's unpredictable actions. Wasn't it agreed that we'd compromise, regroup, and then have a final showdown? Why is it you again? Were all our previous agreements wrong? Have I been corrupted? Huh? Wasn't it you who went to great lengths to get me away to buy time for your own plans?

In the brief few seconds after seeing Bain, Chen Tao almost began to doubt himself: Is it possible that I'm overthinking things, and that Bain just wants to rush over and kill me, and all my previous haphazard analysis was wrong?

But soon, as Bain turned around, Chen Tao dismissed this idea.

Besides his bloated and muscular limbs, what was even more striking was that the lower half of Bain's mask had just torn, revealing a smile that Chen Tao found extremely familiar.

"Hahaha!"

Bain chuckled, his mouth saturated with blood, whether it was someone else's blood or his own, no one knew.

(End of this chapter)