The wind and rain, thunder and lightning rumbled in mid-air, and the pouring rain was blown almost obliquely by the strong wind to a 45° angle, accelerating towards the ground. The Scarecrow www.biquge.info stood alone on the balcony outside his fortress, Arkham Asylum, and let the rain wet his dirty mask and red jacket, staring out of the wall.

Bane's army was unstoppable, and their front was repeatedly frustrated. While he repeatedly reassured his teammates that he still had plans and that everything was still under control, the truth was that he knew as much as everyone else how difficult the situation was, and that their fragile alliance was on the verge of shattering.

The Scarecrow had always felt that today should be an opportunity to show his compatriots the wisdom of his plans, and now this opportunity was slowly closing in front of him. It was as if he had anticipated what was going to happen next—the alliance was shattered, the dangerous elements who had finally come together were killed by each other, and then one madman after another had brought himself down. In the end, all that's left is Gotham's lost potential, in the hands of a bastard from Alcatraz.

The scarecrow turned and entered the room, his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked between the cages where the guards and public officials were kept, pondering and reflecting.

He was a little arrogant, and it had to be recognized that he was a little flustered when he became the commander of a powerful force for the first time. It's a crazy world, crazy on the left, chaos on the right. So this time, he had to make sure that things were going to be different, because this was his first command.

A good commander always has to have a backup plan.

Arkham's Library.

The fanatics gathered in the room, around a long, makeshift table. They temporarily converted it into a conference room, which looked a little shabby, but it still had a bit of an atmosphere as a conference room.

Arkham's alarm system was paralyzed along with the power outage in the city, so the security system had to be completed manually, and the strength was undoubtedly reduced a lot, which is why Roy was able to infiltrate Arkham with ease.

Now, he was following the ventilation duct system from the location of the scarecrow's office all the way to the upper level of the library's ceiling, observing the movement below through the gap in the ventilation grille.

"A few days ago, I got a sample." The Scarecrow said as he filled his glass with red wine, "I took it from Bane's body during the Black Gate Brawl, and that stupid big man didn't know anything. That would be the fatal factor in his defeat, so that's why I'm calling all of you here to celebrate our final operation...... Respect for the end of an era and a new future. ”

Although they didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in the scarecrow gourd, everyone poured a glass of red wine first.

"We already have Bane's Venom," the scarecrow said, raising his glass, "and soon, we'll have Bane!" ”

"What? Venom? The two-faced man's face changed.

"I'm not going to drink this." The poison ivy woman said, "Isn't that a poison?" ”

The pig-faced man who had just been beaten by Bane and had a bruised nose and swollen face, and was still fixed on a stretcher, also echoed: "Crane, what the hell are you doing?" ”

"It's crazy even for you, Crane." The Frozen Man said coldly, emptying the glass of red wine, "Taking Bane's potion is trading our wisdom for brute strength, and for many of us, wisdom is our strength. ”

"We've been listening to you for too long, Scarecrow." Poison ivy smashed the glass with one hand, and the red wine spilled on the ground, "We don't need you to lead like this, no one has asked for this." ”

The scarecrow shrugged: "But you didn't figure it out......"

"Nope! It's you who didn't figure it out! Clay Face angrily threw his fist, which Crane ducked down, "We want to defeat him, not become him!" ”

The scarecrow chuckled, took off his mask, and drank the red wine in one gulp.

"No, I mean you didn't figure out my style." "There's nothing in the wine," he said unhurriedly, my muddy friend. But the air ......."

At this point, everyone's faces changed, but it was too late. The sound of the glass being shattered was incessant, and the body of each super criminal began to swell and become huge, and the muscles swelled like chicken blood.

"With a small sample of venom, what I can synthesize has a short lifespan." The scarecrow chuckled, "So time is of the essence. I've also mixed in my own fear toxin to make sure you'll all listen to me, but I'm immune to this thing, as you've always known! ”

The Poison Ivy Girl couldn't hold back any longer, and countless stout, larger than usual rattans rose up in unison, one of which passed through the ceiling and almost grazed Roy, who was hiding inside.

Roy listened to the scarecrow's words and hurriedly bit down on the respirator, but fortunately there was no similar abnormality in his body. He quietly retreated along the same path.

The situation is getting tricky.

Roy quickly calculated, and immediately had one—probably the only way.

On the street, in an alley, a black child who looked to be less than ten years old was sprinting at full speed, and although his breath was already in chaos, he had no intention of stopping.

He was motivated by the mouldy bread he had rummaged through in the trash can.

"Hey, little ghost."

The moment the voice sounded in front of him, it was too late. The child slammed into a strong man and fell to the ground.

The strong man pulled out a gun and pointed it at the child's head: "Haven't you heard that you have to pay taxes from the territory that approaches us?" ”

"Please~ Please," the child stammered, "I'm just...... My mom, she's sick and starving. ”

"Well, that's a pity, but that doesn't change a fact." The man opened the gun safety bolt, "You have to pay the price." ”

At this moment, a black shadow fell from the sky, and a huge bat with a burly body fell with a bang, and the bottom of the huge boot kicked the man to the ground like a hammer.

"No," Bane said gloomily, lifting the man up like a rotten rag, mercilessly lifting his knee and breaking his lumbar vertebrae in two, the latter howling miserably, "I feel like you're going to pay the price." ”

He turned to the child and clasped his hands around his chest.

"Take your mother, child." In a deep voice, he said, "You have endured this for too long, and the Savior is in front of you now. You will be protected. Go to Bain Tower, a haven away from the Arkham fanatics, where you will be healed and cared for. I promise it won't last long......"

Another deep voice rang out from the shadows behind him, "Now the savior, Bane?" ”

Bane squinted at Roy who had come out of the shadows out of the corner of his eye, and snorted coldly, "Just doing what you or the old bat should have done a long time ago - protect the city." How? You're also here to beg for a fight? ”

"No, I'm here to provide information." Roy said lightly, "Also, a cooperation proposal." (To be continued.) )