"It's wonderful! It's wonderful! ”

Jonathan Klein was fascinated by the power surging in his body, and couldn't help but feel ecstasy from the heart.

He felt that his thin self could easily take anyone down now!

At his feet was a man with dilated pupils and a frightened face, who had lost his breath of life with frightened fear.

This was originally just a small entertainment event for him to return to the experiment after successfully researching and upgrading his fear potion, but he didn't expect it to bring him such a big surprise! A random test subject, under the effect of the latest dreadful potion, was able to give him unexpected energy!

Growing up, he didn't feel the feeling of great power in his body. With a thin body, he has always been the one who is bullied. But now it's different!

He slammed his fist into the wall next to him, and as he swung his fist, a layer of reddish-yellow energy enveloped his fist, increasing his strength, causing his fist to penetrate as if it had smashed into a thin plank.

He didn't feel the slightest shock or pain, and the energy perfectly protected his palm and achieved his goal.

It's like a gods!

No!

Or is that the god himself?

God of Fear?

Crane's face, hidden under the scarecrow mask, revealed a slightly hideous and eerie smile. He loves this power so much that he doesn't know how to get it! It's a perfect match for his dreams!

He wanted to spread fear, and that's exactly what the energy wanted. The stronger the power of fear infection, the stronger the power he gains!

He is no longer the skinny character who can only bully people with his brain and equipment, and if any more barbarian dares to bully him with his strong body, then he will regret why he did it.

The red and yellow energy stained his whole body, Klein only felt that his body became extremely light, his toes began to gradually levitate off the ground under his surprised gaze, and he mastered a method of applying power, he mastered flying!

Although he is not yet proficient, it is enough to surprise Klein.

He could feel the power coming from the scarecrow hood he was wearing, it used to be really just an ordinary hood mask, but since last night, it seemed to come to life, and it was constantly communicating with him in some way.

That's knowledge!

A kind of manufacturing knowledge that expands the energy instruments it collects!

A forbidden knowledge that could make him reborn as a superman and even dominate the city!

He has verified this today.

"Don't worry, I've verified that knowledge, I'll collect more fears for you, and I'll feed you to your full! Hahaha! ”

In the remote, narrow and dimly lit alleyway, there was an eerie laughter that made people feel oppressive and frightening.

……

On the top floor of a certain building, a spotlight casts a pattern of a bat into the sky.

Jim Gordon lit a cigarette in the dimness, and the darkness reflected his face, which was uncertain in the faint light.

"What's the matter?" A deep male voice rang out abruptly behind Gordon.

Jim Gordon tensed at first, but then relaxed when he heard the voice. He turned around and saw a figure not far away half-exposed in the light.

"I just wanted to share the latest information with you." Gordon dropped the cigarette butt and ran it off the ground with his shoe. Only then did he look up at the humane.

"Whose intel?" Batman asked.

"Scarecrow." Gordon shrugged, not the slightest bit unusual about Batman's cold and short answer, he had long been familiar with this style of the other party, and sometimes he had to say that the other party's performance was trustworthy: "He's been too active lately. Something is not normal to be active. A lone wanderer even began to recruit subordinates. This is different from his previous style, and it is reported that he has a big plan. ”

"I'll take care of him." Batman's answer was still succinct.

"There are some pieces of information that I don't know if it's true or not, and I can't be sure of the authenticity." Gordon hesitated a little, but after thinking about it, he still opened his mouth to remind: "You'd better be careful when you act, he's not normal now!" Some people saw that he seemed to have mastered some kind of incredible ability, he could easily defeat anyone, and he was so strong that he didn't look like himself.

It's hard for me to tell if the other person was hallucinating or something else. But there is no doubt that he has upgraded his modus operandi and made them more terrifying. ”

"Poison gas? I'll take notice. Batman nodded.

"What have you been up to lately? If it had been before, you probably wouldn't need me to remind you, and the scarecrow would have been solved. Gordon was a little worried about Batman's silence these days, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Don't worry, I'm just staring at another troublesome person. Compared to him, the scarecrow was not a problem at all. Batman was silent for a moment, but still selectively said some information.

"Another troublemaker? Super criminals? Gordon frowned, what can make Batman feel tricky and troublesome, obviously it won't be a small role, he racked his brains to think about whether Gotham has such a character?

It seems that there are indeed quite a lot of top criminals like Gotham.

Gordon's mind flashed through the names of the big names, the names that thundered in the Gotham underworld.

"Not a super criminal, things are a little complicated, but I'll fix it. I'm going to deal with the scarecrow first. Batman shook his head.

"This is the address of the other party I found, and the other party doesn't seem to be careful about hiding his whereabouts. This is a radical departure from the cautious and cautious style of the scarecrows of the past. Be careful, this can be a trap. Gordon took out a note and handed it to Batman, reminding him by holding it firmly as he reached for it.

Batman glanced at him, pulled the note from his hand, and nodded slightly.

……

"Boss, this is all for today."

In a closed factory, a group of people are trembling towards the man sitting on a box with a scarecrow hood on his head to hand in his harvest for the day.

"Too little." Klein looked at the money they had handed in, and was in a very unpleasant mood. He felt that his bright and brilliant future should not be limited by money. The constraints on hand limited the development of his abilities.

He was short of money before, and now he is even more short of money.

"The wealth of this city is concentrated in the hands of the upper class and the gang bosses, and we can't touch each other at all. And the lower classes are just like us, and they are a bunch of poor ghosts. It is difficult for them to support themselves with the money they have. These days, we've grabbed everything we can around us. One of them cautiously defended himself.

"You reminded me." Crane happily gestured to the person who was speaking. "The poor ghost really can't squeeze any oil and water out of him, and letting you provoke those gangs is to send you to death."

Many of his men nodded. Although they have guns in their hands, they are still not comparable to those gang bosses, and the other party can kill them with just the number of people. Unless the boss is willing to make a move.

"I want to make a big deal. Who is the richest person in the city? Klein asked, pointedly.

"Bruce Wayne?" A group of people looked at each other and tentatively gave their own answers.

"yes, that dude. I'm sure if I kidnapped him, or whoever he cared about, I would have gotten what I wanted. Klein's eyes lit up slightly. If it was before, he would definitely not casually provoke and offend those high-ranking people to death, but now? He can't wait!

He recruited these people to accumulate wealth and resources for himself more quickly, but in fact they seemed to be somewhat useful, but not much. The daily income is only a drop in the bucket compared to his planned expenditure, and if he wants to achieve his goal, he may not be able to achieve his goal with the indiscriminate waste materials that he has casually recruited in front of him.

He had to do it himself!

And even after all kinds of materials and money are in place, Klein still has to face a dilemma, that is, there are not enough research talents under his hands! Let these people under his command fight with people with guns, rob and rob and do some bad things or something, they are all good at it, after all, they don't have this ability, and they can't survive at the bottom of this city.

But to let them do some delicate work and assemble some kind of equipment, it is still a bit too much to force them. After all, the most proficient character of these people is to write their own names. In this city, where it is difficult for the bottom to survive, not everyone can get higher education. Even if it is a general education, those who can graduate are considered rare talents in the gang.

At that time, Klein had to either assemble the instruments himself, or teach the reckless men by hand. It's a painful thing to think about.

So Klein decided that after getting enough resources and money, he needed to visit his college colleagues. They will definitely be extremely helpful and friendly to work for him.

Suddenly, Crane jerked his head up as if sensing something. I saw a ghostly man like a bat, descending from the sky like a ghost.

"Look who's here?" Crane was pleasantly surprised: "Gotham's messenger of justice, the nemesis of evil, the savior of citizens, the embodiment of darkness, there are too many titles, Batman." ”

Batman ignored Crane's men with their guns pointed at him, and his eyes flashed at the scarecrow standing there. According to the psychological portrait he analyzed for the scarecrow, when the other party saw him, he was afraid that he would first find a way to escape, using various weapons and poisonous gas to entangle him, instead of standing in place with such a big grin, without fear, and even a little happy at his arrival.

However, he checked the surroundings, except for the people in the warehouse, no other forces were involved, and no people were ambushed. These people in the warehouse, he can judge that the other party does not pose any threat to him just by scanning them. Even if the other party has a gun in their hand.

So, what gave Klein the confidence that sustained him?

Batman didn't think much of it. He believes that as long as he threatens the opponent, the opponent will definitely open his hole cards. When the time comes, it will be up to the respective abilities and strengths of both sides.

So Batman immediately rushed to Klein. Crane's men, who were blocking the front, did not stop Batman's progress by half a minute at all.

The gunfire was loud, but it landed on the black cloak that Batman lifted and the armor outside him, except for a few sparks, it didn't do its job. Even if they're close enough to Batman.

"Idiot! Don't shoot! What will you pay for the damage to the goods? Crane cursed angrily, snatched the gun of one of his men beside him, and fired several frenetically at the wooden box under his feet.

The wooden box was smashed into pieces, and the sound of glass shattering could be heard inside the box.

Crane jumped off the box with a light back. Streams of gas spilled out of the box and spread to the periphery.

Crane's men panicked as if they had seen something terrifying, and ran in the opposite direction of the gas spread. However, their speed is still slow. The gas spreads and volatilizes in the air very quickly, and in a very short time, it covers most of the warehouse.

Some of the people who had accidentally breathed in some poisonous gas staggered to the ground, convulsing all over, and their whole expressions looked as if they had seen something that frightened them, and they wept and cried as they struggled to move their hands and feet on the ground.

It's just that their movement is irregular, as if they are hiding from some kind of pursuit, and some of them are trying their best to escape, but they are just moving like ghosts hitting a wall in a relative space.

"Ah, energy!"

Crane took a deep breath in intoxication, feeling the energy surging into him around him. He opened his eyes, looked at Batman, who seemed to be unaffected and rushed to the front of him, looked at the pocket-sized gas visor on his face, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's so cunning, did you actually take anti-poison measures for yourself?" ”

Instead of responding to the scarecrow's words, Batman slammed a punch into his face. But he was surprised to find that his fist was blocked by a layer of reddish-yellow light. His fist felt like it had been punched into a swamp of mire, and it was powerless.

"You shouldn't have done anything to me." Klein had an unpredictable look of joy on his face: "You have the smell of fear in you, do people like you have fear in their hearts?" It's wonderful! I believe that your fear should bring me more and stronger strength! ”

In response to Klein, it was Batman's stormy attack.

However, that layer of red and yellow energy protected Klein without dead ends, and Batman's powerful fists and feet fell on Klein, who was standing still, and all of them were sunk into the sea, and his strength was completely lost.

"Those who come into contact with the power of fear will inevitably face their fears. Good luck!! The corners of Crane's mouth cracked in a terrifying arc under his mask, reminding Batman.

Batman stumbled suddenly, and he realized that the scene in front of him had an illusory view. It's like a hallucination.

The scarecrow in front of him overlapped, and his body kept getting bigger, or he was getting smaller. He could no longer tell whether he was getting smaller or the other person was getting bigger based on his surroundings, and the dullness of the other organs, in exchange for the mercy of hearing, heard the sound of flapping wings from all directions, and the familiar, fragmented and messy cries that he remembered.

That's the sound of a bat!

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