The elevator door was forcibly broken open with great force, and Batman struggled to get out of it and rip off his gas mask.

"Sir? Are you okay, sir? Alfred asked anxiously, "There is something unusual about the signs in your armor." ”

Batman took a deep breath and pressed his headphones to reply, "I may have inhaled some scarecrow gas, but I'm fine." ”

"Oh my God, sir, how can this be all right?"

"I told you, I'm fine." Batman said impatiently and hung up.

He tried to steady his breath and took a few steps forward, and four monsters with hideous faces appeared in front of him. One by one, they bared their disgusting mouthparts, and their teeth and claws danced as if they were about to pounce at any moment.

The fear toxin was constantly stimulating the nervous system, sending creepy and terrifying signals to his brain. In ordinary people, at this time, the body will fall into an irresistible fear instinct, and even direct fear to death is possible. However, he is Batman, and he has a willpower that ordinary people can't imagine, which is why he is still standing firmly.

Batman kept suggesting to himself that whatever he saw coming from the other side was just an illusion and not real.

Several monsters roared and pounced on them. Batman allows himself to ignore their terrifying appearance, and focuses entirely on their movements and moves, so it seems that these monsters are nothing more than rookies with a few flawed moves.

Batman snatched the middle of several people in an understatement, turned around and flicked his cloak to obscure the vision of one person, and tripped one person with a sweep of his feet, while the fist holding the cloak was impartially thrown into the face of the other person, bringing him down frontally.

Then, after a quick flash of the sharp claws in front of him, he grabbed at the claw in the illusion of a knife or something, and then kicked the man unconscious.

After a face-to-face effort, there were only two of the four left. Although I regret it now that I rushed up to beat Batman without a head, it was too late to regret it when I got to this difficult situation of riding a tiger. Batman is close to him with a fluid movement, and he takes down a man with an elbow strike. The other turned to run, but was hit by a concussive batrang in the back of the head and knocked him unconscious.

Just by taking out four minions, Batman felt a little out of breath. Although it was only three moves and two styles, the mental power and concentration required for him to do so in the poisoned state were also incomparable to ordinary times, and the consumption of labor was quite serious for a while.

But it seems that it is not time to relax, and the truly formidable opponent seems to be yet to come. With razor-sharp claws, eyes as bright red as hellfire, and demonic wings, the bat descended from the sky, revealing a mouthful of sharp and terrifying fangs, like a legendary vampire bat.

Batman gritted his teeth and continued to prepare for battle.

Ignore the illusion and concentrate on the moves.

At this time, the one who jumped in front of Batman was Roy, who had just come out of Dr. Yang's office.

"Barbara? Batman's state doesn't look quite right. Roy frowned and said, "He seems to be aggressive." ”

"I can see it too, let me connect to the Batcave and ask."

Roy asks Batman, "Batman?" What happened? ”

However, from Batman's vantage point, he could only see the batake on the opposite side baring his fangs and roaring in a low voice, but he couldn't hear what he was saying.

So, without saying a word, he threw a dart out of his hand.

Roy had long been wary of the other party's attack, and hurriedly dodged the dart on one side.

Immediately afterward, Batman threw two more darts over, blocking his dodge space from the left and right sides. Roy chose to turn sideways to the right, dodging the darts on the other side and blocking them with his sturdy gloves.

I don't know why, but the fight seemed inevitable.

That's when Barbara arrives: "Roy! Alfred says that Batman has been poisoned by the scarecrow's fear and is battling the illusion. Alfred was trying to contact him from the Batcave, but he hadn't answered yet. ”

"That's good news, so it means I have to help him wake up."

As he spoke, Batman had already taken the initiative to rush forward.

Roy raised his arm and parried a fist, feeling his arm sink so hard that he was almost paralyzed. He took a step back to unload some of his strength, and at the same time flicked a leg and kicked Batman to the waist from the side.

But as soon as he kicked out, Batman grabbed his ankle and threw him to the ground with a single upward force.

Roy rolled backwards and half-crouched to his feet, raising his hand to flick three explosives that confused his vision.

Three miniature bombs exploded in front of Batman, but he walked through the smoke as if he hadn't seen it at all, and grabbed Roy by the throat.

Roy painfully grabbed the powerful arm that was clamping at his throat and tried to move it away, but in vain, the strength of his hand was not strong at all.

"You can't use his means against him!" Barbara said anxiously, "These little tricks I taught you were all learned from Batman, and this method can't be effective for him!" ”

"Of course I do," Roy squeezed a sentence from between his teeth, "unless I add some new tricks"

The strength in Batman's hand suddenly loosened, and his steps staggered back two steps in a vague manner, as if he was drunk.

Roy gasped twice and said, "That kind of miniature bomb that is used as a trick, I may have mixed a little gaseous hypnotic agent into it." The dose is not much, but if the dose of the three is inhaled together, it will still have some effect. ”

Batman gritted his teeth, squatted down and shook his head for a long time, and seemed to finally regain consciousness.

"Winged Knight?" He asked, somewhat unconvinced.

"It's good to see you recover." Roy said.

Batman straightened up, regained his serious countenance, and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Investigate clues to a case." "And you look like you might need a little help." ”

"The situation is under my control." Batman said indifferently.

"I don't think so." Roy shrugged and gestured not far away, "If that's what you said, then tell me you must not have missed that pipe, right?" ”

Batman looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, he saw a pipe thrown down in front of a large metal iron door with the words "J." G。 ".

"It was Director Gordon's pipe, and he told me it was Barbara's birthday present." "Since it's been thrown here, I think it's some clue that Gordon left us." ”