Late at night in the Gotham Diamond District, the famous slum of Gotham, this night was also a toss-up, first a private house exploded, waking up the sleeping citizens of the surrounding streets from their dreams. Before they could fall asleep again, the sound of the explosion followed by the continuous impact made them completely lose the interest in sleeping, and they took out the guns obtained by legal and illegal means from under the bed, and opened the window to see which one was not afraid of death.

"Fuck you! Why! I don't let people sleep at night! The window opened, and a hot-tempered old man spat out a fragrant mouth, held a double-barreled shotgun to his chest, and aimed in the direction of the loud noise.

It's just that he was still menacing just now, and when he saw that in front of him was a big man with a height of at least two and a half meters, with knotted muscles, like a small mountain, who was carrying a truck, and smashed it towards the guy wearing a bat suit on the opposite side. The wagon turned into plasticine that could be shaped at will in the hands of this big guy, and turned into a ball of iron in a few swings as a weapon, and after hearing the old man's fragrant words, he threw the iron ball directly.

"Ahh

When he saw this iron ball almost as high as his house flying over, he couldn't help but let out a scream. Because he understands that in the face of this kind of trick, the double-barreled shotgun in his hand is useless, and he has no other end than to become a meatloaf.

At this moment, Ke Wen also flew away from the side, not decorating himself with a cloak like Batman, and directly relied on his extraordinary bouncing power to come to this iron ball, an upside-down golden hook, directly kicked the iron ball away, and landed firmly on the old brother's balcony.

"Batman?!" Looking at the figure of this Gotham legend, the old brother sat on the ground and couldn't help asking.

"Get out!"

"Yes, yes, sorry to bother!"

With a sense of relief of being reborn, the old man also left the house with a crawl on the ground, coughing a few times from time to time. This made Cowen, who was fighting against Bane, feel that something was wrong, because this unknown virus scattered in Gotham seemed to be spreading a little faster, and even the able-bodied middle-aged people could not avoid the invasion of this unknown virus. And Bane in front of him is also a breakthrough he is looking for, he doesn't believe that Bane appeared in Gotham at this time for money.

Maybe it was at first, but now, it's more like Cyclone, a monomer alien who has merged with the clown and hasn't revealed his true identity so far!

After saving this good brother, Bane is also curious about Cowen, who is wearing a Batman vest and calling himself Arkham Knight. After all, in his intelligence, there is no appearance of this Batman fan, especially this fan's combat power is basically to stabilize himself, and he relies on medicine to have this power to destroy the building, and this guy on the other side doesn't seem to be as thick as his thigh, and it has nothing to do with medicine.

"Interesting, Gotham now has another Batman fan, is saving Robin your ticket to join the Batman team?"

"You have too many questions, tell me, who gave the order behind your back to kill Professor Pig-Face, who really intervened in the Joker's face repair surgery? Again, you've made a smoke bomb. ”

"Don't answer another question with a question, if you want to know, just defeat me!"

For Kewen's questioning, Bane also seemed to be enraged, and he changed to Batman to question himself, and a Coser wearing a Batman costume dared to be arrogant in front of him? With such anger, Bane once again mobilized the fierce poison implanted in his spine, and injected it 100%, causing the muscles and body shape of Bane's body to swell to a terrifying point again.

The side effects of the poison potion also showed up at this time, gradually making Bane, who was calm and calm at the beginning, lose his mind, anger and irritability dominated his current brain, looking at the guy in Batman costume in front of him, forgetting his identity. Pounding his chest like a gorilla, he let out a roar of rage, and his voice echoed like thunder in the Gotham slum of the Diamond District, and he shouted as he looked at Curwen in bat armor.

"Batman!"

"Why are you yelling so loudly~"

Cowen doesn't care about Bane's demented performance, anyway, it was Batman who beat him, what does it have to do with him Kamen Rider. A demented Bane is much easier to deal with, and he can also stimulate Bane with words to see if he can pry something out of his mouth.

On the other side, in Wayne Manor, when Bruce led his friend Thomas Elliott to his study, Alfred in the living room also looked at his master, and there was worry in his eyes, but many things can only be decided by Bruce himself, he can only give advice, or help him get up after he falls, just like now, Bruce intends to show his secret in front of Thomas Elliott, and he can only watch there.

And Thomas Elliott, who came to Wayne Manor as a friend this time, didn't expect it to go so smoothly, and Bruce Wayne, who was not a little defensive against himself, planned to show himself his biggest secret? Bat Cave! With a little excitement, but on his face, he still kept doubts, so he followed Bruce and entered the study, and he watched Bruce knock a few keys on the piano and show a secret passage in front of him.

The perspective turns back to the troubled Gotham slums, the Diamond District, and the four Dick who were ambushed have been rescued by Deathbell, leaving only Cowen who is a drug addict with a strong physique and a drug-addicted Bane. It's not that Kewen doesn't want to use other forces, it's just that it's rare to have a sandbag that can be used to practice his hands, and it's inevitable that he will be a little bored if he bursts all at once, not to mention, he still has to pry out the information from Bane's mouth, playing the second trial is not his specialty, it's enough to stimulate the now brainless Bane.

"What do you want to do, spread the virus, what does it mean for you, destroy Gotham City, or destroy Batman?"

Easily dodge one of the tankers thrown by Bane, and use your dexterity to push the fully loaded tanker truck onto the deserted road to avoid being turned into fireworks by Bane's secondary attack. At the same time, a close-quarter, directly came to the Nine Heavens Thunder Kick in Bane's chest, the name is quite bells and whistles, but the effect is to kick Bane away and make him take a few steps back, there is no other use, just to provoke Bane.

"Destroy Gotham City? You're taking us too lightly! Batman, it's you who I'm going to destroy! ”

Feeling the painless attack of Kewen just now, Bane, who had lost his brain for a while, gave out part of the information he knew without thinking. At the same time, he also lifted a piece of gravel from the asphalt road and threw it at Kewen, and at the same time, his huge size also made him rush over like a bulldozer, with the physique bonus provided by the fierce poison potion.

With a swing of his fists and kicks, he threw Bane over with ease, and with the blessing of his strength, he was able to easily smash through the rubble of a car. Without any dodge, he ate Bane's savage collision so hard, Bane's 100% infusion of fierce poison made his strength reach a peak, and he pushed Kewen to plow two ravines on the road, and with the increase of Kewen's strength, Bane's advance slowly lost momentum.

Even if Bane swallowed his brain because of drugs, but this power against himself also made his unconscious brain a little more conscious, his brain was gone, and his biological instinct was still there, and the guy in front of him who thought he was Batman seemed to be a little over the standard in terms of strength.

"Batman? You've gotten stronger?! Looking at Kewen, who was still not as thick as his thighs and down to the base of his thighs, Bane also said a simple word.

"Yes, not only is it stronger, but it is also better than you can hit ~ uppercut!"

Ke Wen didn't care about Bane's wrong cognition, and a top hook hammered directly into Bane's chin, slamming his huge body of nearly three meters into the sky, making it cross a graceful arc in the air, and then landed, smashing on an unmanned house, and the huge figure fell, directly turning the house into a pile of rubble, and the flying dust covered all the surrounding vision for a while, but it couldn't stop Kewen's pace.

Bane, who was confused by Kewen's uppercut, lay there, looking at Kewen walking in the dust with blurred eyes, his tall figure, with the outline of the light, and the footsteps from the dust, completely imprinted the image of Batman in his terrifying memory. Bane, who was still in a state of dementia, tried to get up, but Cowen's uppercut hurt him too badly, and his hands and feet didn't obey him at all, making him keep trying to get up, and then keep falling to the ground.

Until, Kewen's figure walked out of the dust, raised his foot and stepped directly on Bane's chest, and the force exerted on Bane directly pressed Bane to the ground completely, and the strong force even made the ground crack like a spider's web. This kind of pain also made the demented Bane snort and looked at Ke Wen, who was constantly approaching his face.

And Kewen didn't intend to let him go like this, with a wave of his hand, when he rescued Dick and them before, the fear nerve gas that he took from the fear scarecrow was thrown on Bane's face, and it was directly poured into Bane's mouth and nose through the breathing valve that was broken by Kewen, and then led to his brain. At this moment, Bane, who has always been fearless, felt fear, and the fear from Batman was deeply imprinted in his brain, which was knocked out by the fierce poison potion, with the help of fear gas.

"Now, answer me, how are you going to destroy Gotham, destroy me!" The dull voice was like a demon's whisper in front of Bane, and at this time, Curwen, who was only wearing a bat-covered mask, had turned into a black demon with bat ears and a mouth full of black fangs, and the bats were constantly flying out of his mouth to torture him.

"I don't know!"

Bane, who was wearing two debuffs of dementia and fear in a connection, could only let out a cry of horror in response to Curvin's question. It's just that this answer didn't satisfy Kewen, he just grabbed the ribs in Bane's chest, and with a slight force, he broke it, the kind of crushing sex.

"Don't tell me you don't know, Bane! There are 207 bones in the human body, how many do you think I should break you before you tell me the answer I want? Well! ”

The dull voice and the pain amplified by the fear gas hundreds of times made Bane's mind a mess, and under the two debuff bonuses of Cowen's borrowing of bat armor, plus the fear gas and dementia, a glare from Batman came out, and Bane was relieved.

"What destroys you is your past, a trial from the past..."

The information that Bane confided made Kewen, who stepped on Bane's chest, stunned, because the range given by Bane was too vague. Regarding Batman's past, what is his past, whether it is the past as Batman or the past as Bruce Wayne, no matter which one it is, Kewen can't accurately search out, because there are so many personal magazines of Batman, not counting those linkage magazines and major event magazines, God knows which past this past is.

No matter how good your brain is, you can't remember all these stories, the first purpose has been achieved, and Kewen doesn't mind taking advantage of the victory to chase after him, and torture the second purpose from Bane's mouth.

"Joker, where!"

Faced with Curvin's gaze from Batman, the fearful and dementia Bane didn't even dare to look directly, so he wanted to turn his head. It's just that as soon as he made this move, he was slapped by Ke Wen and hit him back directly.

"Look at me, cub, and answer my questions!"

Bane, who was dominated by the dementia side effects of fear gas and fierce poison drugs, almost collapsed his psychological defense line under Cowen's questioning. But at this moment, an inopportune voice whispered in Kewen's ears.

"I'm here~"

Turning his head suddenly, Ke Wen saw the clown's pale face in the night looking at him, and besides, he appeared behind him so silently, he didn't even feel it at all!

Wayne Manor, Bruce Wayne's study, in the secret passage opened by Bruce with a special password button, Bruce is walking in the stairs with his childhood friend, and Thomas Elliott, who has a ghost in his heart, also shows his own amazement at this moment, because Bruce shows him that it is not the Batcave he expected, but from the Wayne family, the Wayne family who founded the city of Gotham with his own family, is a treasure under the manor.

There are various treasured artifacts from the East and the West, as well as an air-raid shelter used to deal with nuclear war in modern times. According to Thomas's knowledge of this bomb shelter, even if the nuclear warhead explodes in Gotham City, it will not affect the people in this bomb shelter, not only that, but there are also various means of transportation, which have a characteristic, that is, black, and have a bat style.

It's just that he doesn't understand the operation that Bruce brought him here now, if this is the so-called Bat Cave, it can only mean one thing, he and Bruce have both brains.

"The secret you're going to tell me is that there's a bomb shelter under your house that is well stocked for a nuclear war? And these Batman cars that you bought back from the black market? To be honest, it's really nothing, I also have one at home, not much smaller than yours, and the batarang can be used as a stamp collector. ”

Keeping his curiosity from the beginning, Thomas was also teasing the meaning of Bruce bringing him in, and only then would Bruce tell himself something about the story he had always wanted to know, or had known for a long time.

"I'm sorry, Tom, but you know mine. I'm just a playboy, picking up girls, driving sports cars, and buying things that ordinary people won't buy, which is a portrayal of my life. But what you just said scared me, Gotham is full of unknown viruses, which is definitely not a good thing, have you reported this to the relevant authorities, I mean, using your social status. ”

"Please, you know better than me what the style of these officials is, they are good at making money and fame, if you ask them to do things? The last one who did the real thing is now a notorious criminal. ”

"Even if you use resources?"

"Well, it's not without effect, at least haven't you noticed that there have been more people in the diamond area lately?"

Thomas's answer also made Bruce understand that on the day he was unconscious, too many things had happened in Gotham, to be precise, since he was trapped in Arkham Asylum for 24 hours, his isolated self had already been separated from Gotham, who knew everything before. For example, at this time, Thomas told himself that it was not that the Gotham City government did not do nothing, but that they were doing something that they could not accept.

"What's the matter, man, you don't look very good." Noticing that the expression on Bruce's face was wrong, Elliott was there to care, and at the same time pressed the back of his hand against the door of Bruce's head to take his temperature.

Bruce didn't react to Elliott's lack of pretentiousness at this time, or his overly sincere concern. Looking directly into Elliott's eyes, but not seeing any information in them, he stared for a long time, and Bruce sighed.

"Okay, Tom, I won't tell you so much, let's get straight to the point. Regarding this unknown virus in Gotham, are you sure that a vaccine will be made? ”

"If you can give me the equipment from the Stellar Lab, or the Justice League, then a week shouldn't be a big problem, don't forget, I'm determined to be the world's number one doctor. But then again, you don't really have, do you? ”

"In that case, I'll trouble you to come to my house in the next few days, Gotham needs you."

"I know you've always had secrets, but I'm a little bit unfamiliar with your perversity today, man, it's a secret, and it's for me to save Gotham, can you tell me. Could it be that ... Do you have a collaboration with Batman?! ”

At this time, Elliott, standing on the stairs, looked at the small secret room, and told his guess as if he was joking. And Bruce, after being stunned for a while, only shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Tom, I don't even know if you're smart or lucky, I, to be precise, Wayne Group did work with Batman, otherwise there wouldn't be these things, his equipment was developed by our technology department. And there is only one reason why I cooperate with him, he loves the city as much as I do, and now, he is far away, you are close at hand, can you help me solve this difficulty? Tom! ”

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Bruce and Thomas Elliott talked for a long time in the underground chamber, and finally, Thomas Elliott drove away from Wayne Manor with a smile on his face. And in the window, Bruce also looked at Elliott in the distance, and the old butler Alfred behind him also walked up.

"Looks like you didn't tell Dr. Elliot your secret, but that's fine."

"Why do you say that, Alfred?"

"Because I don't know which mask you're going to use to face him after you tell him the so-called truth, and which mask should you use to face Dr. Elliot..."

After saying that, Alfred also turned around and left, leaving only Bruce Wayne, looking at Elliott's car in the distance, and he also had some doubts about his decision this time, whether it was right or wrong for him to do this. In the car, Thomas Elliott just stared ahead and drove the car, with a smile on his face, looking at his cuffs, where there was a button, a button that he didn't care about at all.

But he knew that this button was put on him by Bruce, which meant that he was in the stage of Bruce's investigation. He only had to play his part in the next few days for his plan to succeed.

"Ha, for Gotham's sake, I'm the number one doctor in the world."

With a smile, Elliott sped up and headed for his base camp. And at Wayne Manor, sitting on the sofa, listening to this sentence from the eavesdropper, Bruce also frowned, feeling that things were not so simple.