On this side, Wang Dali and Jinx were interacting, and on the other side, the clown who had read the report of his subordinates also came to the place where Wang Dali and Jinx had just fought.

He stroked the slamming machine gun marks on the wall, picking up a bullet with a dash of Piltover style that was unlike many firearms and ammunition on Earth.

"It's Jinx, that's right."

The juniors who he solemnly introduced to everyone in the morning disappeared in the evening, and the expression on the clown's face was not very good.

"Does anyone know what's going on?"

He was not happy to drop the bullet in his hand, and it fell to the ground with a clattering sound. Hearing this, several people who arrived first stood up.

"By the time we arrived, it was already like this."

"Really?"

Looking at the few people who didn't seem to be lying, the clown pursed his lips. He turned around and took in the scene around him.

Judging from what I heard, the end of the battle was very abrupt. While the gunfire and bombs were intensifying, everything suddenly became quiet.

There was no blood at the scene, which means that the other party was not injured in the rain of bullets caused by Jinx.

"Is that guy who killed Cobot really that strong?"

The clown was a little surprised. He knew that there were many guys in this world who were so powerful that they didn't look like people at all, such as Superman in the metropolis next door. But this time it's so unlucky, there is actually such a character coming to Gotham?

"It's a pity that she is a good seedling, I originally wanted to cultivate her well."

The simplicity and madness shown by Jinx make the clown quite like, but the unknown life and death of the other party is not worth the clown to fight with the unknown strong. After being sad for two seconds, the clown's nimble head quickly came up with a plan, wanting to use others as a pioneer and test Wang Dali.

It just so happens that there is more than one super criminal who wants to trouble Wang Dali because Batman is deflated.

……

Bane, nicknamed the Poison King, is two meters tall and weighs one hundred and fifty kilograms.

At first glance, one might think that he has well-developed limbs and a simple mind. But in reality, he is a super-genius who is proficient in psychology, pharmacy, escape, hand-to-hand combat, wilderness survival, has an excellent memory, and can communicate in twelve languages.

However, after getting Wang Dali's room number from the clown, Bane didn't care whether he was used by the clown or not, and took his subordinates straight to the luxury hotel where Wang Dali was.

All this is only because of the relationship and bond between him and Batman that transcends certain boundaries. After learning that Batman's true identity was actually Bruce Wayne, he didn't tell anyone.

Bane had just taken action when he was discovered by the Origin. Origin didn't take it upon himself to tell Bane what to do, but told Wang Dali about it.

"Bane? The man who was useless when he was pulled off the tube? ”

Wang Dali, who had just finished taking a bath and was about to sleep, frowned. If it was daylight, he would have been happy to play with Bane.

But now, it's so late, he's just taken a shower, so he doesn't bother to pay attention to him.

Glancing at Jinx, who seemed to be sleeping seriously, Wang Dali said to the origin: "Let him go back and sleep well, and talk about something tomorrow." ”

"I see."

Origin was a little unaccustomed to following a human's commands, but it was a novel experience for him. Hidden in subspace, his thoughts moved, and Bane and his gang, who drove to Wang Dali's hotel, fell silently.

Origin assured that these people would not wake up until dawn the next day.

……

One night was uneventful, except that Jinx tried to escape from the window twice and was caught by Wang Dali, and finally Wang Dali directly wrapped her in a quilt and turned her into a caterpillar, making Jinx sleep until dawn.

Not long after Wang Dali got up, he was still washing in the bathroom when he heard someone knocking at the door. Dropping the toothbrush in his mouth and rinsing his mouth, Wang Dali walked to open the door.

"I don't need room clothes...... Bruce, what are you here to do? ”

What made Wang Dali feel a little surprised was that the person standing in front of him was not the aunt he imagined to clean up, but the Batman who cleaned the entire Gotham City.

"Because of Bane."

Bruce Wayne, dressed in a bat suit, walked into the room and closed the door with his hand.

"I received a report in the early hours of this morning that Bane and his men were sitting in a car parked on the main road. Everyone was like they had been given an anesthetic, and they didn't wake up until now. ”

"You did this, right?"

Batman looked at Wang Dali with a cold face, and the tone of the interrogator made him frown.

"I am under no obligation to answer your questions, Mr. Bruce. If it's okay, please leave my room. ”

At this moment, Jinx, who heard the voice, also woke up. She screamed in panic as she writhed her body hard.

"Help! Help me!! I slept well at home yesterday, why am I here now?! ”

"Who's that?"

Jinx's cry for help made Batman's eyes instantly cold, and he walked into the bedroom and saw Jinx, who was being tied up by Wang Dali with a quilt and rope, and was struggling at this time.

"You still kidnap children?"

"When you don't know anything yet, you'd better shut up Bruce."

Wang Dali said to Batman very unceremoniously, and tied her mouth with Jinx's own braids.

"Who do you think you are? The Emperor of Gotham City? ”

Faced with Jinx's tearful eyes for help, Batman fell silent. Then, he took a step forward and punched Wang Dali in the back of the head.

Batman has always liked to use violence to solve problems, and then use his brain when he can't solve it. Regardless of the situation here, let's control it anyway.

"I'm, Bruce."

One shook off from Batman's sneak attack, and this is the second time. Wang Dali's favorability towards this character was exhausted when facing real people, and there was a look of disgust in his eyes.

He caught Batman's left punch and pulled it down with a little force. With a click, Batman's strong left arm dislocated from his shoulder, and the sudden pain made cold sweat crawl onto Bruce's face in an instant.

"Have you ever heard of a force down ten?"

A stride forward, Wang Dali said as he raised his right knee and put one knee on Batman's eight-pack abs. The stomach that was spasmed by this blow made him lie down on the spot, and he couldn't stop spitting out sour water.

Seeing that the Batman who was pinned on his own hope and looked good was knocked to the ground by Wang Dali in a few clicks, the panic and fear on Jinx's face quickly disappeared, and he pouted.

"That's what the Joker said was funny about Batman? It doesn't look good. ”