"Vomit"

As they cross the world's gate back to the top floor of the Iceberg Bar with a full harvest, Catwoman and Zakon retched from drunkenness and the application of the Soul Curse and vertigo.

Kite Man is a little better.

But he also had a headache because he had completed the promotion of D-class personnel.

Mason helped the two men to their feet as he took water and juice out of the office refrigerator to deprive them of their drinks, checking to see if the compartment where the door to the world was hidden.

"I'm supposed to put it on a movable object so we can get through it if Team K needs it."

Mason fed a drunken lady Selena water as he looked at the door of the world and thought that this might be more than just a tool.

Its convenient world travel may save itself and others in a critical moment in the future.

"Think of this as a backup plan."

"Well, I finally know now why you and Charles don't care much about this curse, so you don't feel it at all."

In front of Mason's eyes, the sober Zakang sat cross-legged on the ground, and he pulled his sleeve to look at the ghost claw tattoo on his arm.

The Black Mage said in a strange tone:

"This thing is unlike any other curse I've seen, it doesn't torment you, it doesn't project illusions in your head, it doesn't make nasty noises for you.

It won't erode your body and make you feel sick.

It's so silent, so low-key, that it doesn't show its presence in any way, as if it doesn't exist at all, like an ordinary tattoo of evil spirit.

Truth be told, Mason.

While I haven't been in contact with any other members of the Stellar Society, I have a serious suspicion that there must be a significant portion of the group who don't even realize they're cursed.

Especially those who don't know anything about magical powers. ”

"That's why it doesn't seem more dangerous?"

Mason said in a quiet tone after listening to Zakang's feelings, and the latter nodded.

Dogs that bite don't bark is also a wise saying in the wizarding world.

"We need to cover it up."

The Dark Mage stroked his arm and said to the others:

"I'll cast magic to keep it invisible to normal people, so that the secrets of Team K won't be discovered."

"I'll leave it to you."

Mason glanced at Catwoman, who had already woken up a little in his arms.

He put the big sister on a chair and put the suitcase on the table, put the bag in his arms, and said to his three teammates:

"You guys rest here for the night first, and by the way, count the harvest, my vacation is over, and I have to go to work tomorrow, so I'll go first.

I'll be in touch with you tomorrow night to discuss how to get the vaccines we need from Wayne Industries' medical department. ”

"You still have to go to work?"

Zakang picked up his beloved silk cigarette and complained:

"Is it to better disguise your unique identity?"

"Almost."

Mason glanced at the guy and said:

"A lot of people are watching me, and I have to live a normal life. Also, your ritual of communicating curses to gain power is flawed, John, you'd better improve it before trying to get it. ”

"I'll do my best."

Shrugged his shoulders and yawned, he watched Mason change into a gray trench coat and leave the office, then leaned against the wall and said to the kite man:

"Man, I think I deserve to have my own room in such a cool bar."

"Whoosh"

A golden room card was thrown over, and the Kite Man touched the more complicated tattoo on his arm, glanced at the Dark Mage, and said:

"It was ready for you a long time ago, before you joined us. Don't look at me like that, John, the Boss wanted to invite you to Team K.

It's about the same time you first met him.

He really values you. ”

---

"Buzz"

The Flying Bike makes a non-noisy sound in low-speed mode, and Mason, wearing a safety helmet and goggles, rides this cute blue motorcycle through Crime Alley to his shop.

Walk here because it's closer.

But taking a shortcut is definitely going to be a problem, like now.

"Huh?"

Mason clenched his grip on the handlebars to stop the car, and in the dark alley after the rain he looked suspiciously at the remaining blood stains on the ground and a few bullet casings wrapped in mud.

There was a shootout here?

The young man pursed his lips and said in his heart that the security near Crime Alley was really getting worse and worse.

And before he could restart his motorcycle, he suddenly heard a strange noise coming from a large garbage can in the shadows ahead, which seemed so terrifying in this dead alley.

If it was a 17-year-old ordinary person here, he would have been scared to pee here, but can Mason be an ordinary person?

He propped up the motorcycle on the ground, cautiously grabbed the penguin umbrella that had not yet been repaired, and approached it, and then opened the closed dumpster with the tip of the umbrella to take a peek inside.

"O Laser!"

Mason exclaimed and took a step back.

The young man rubbed his eyes vigorously, suspecting that he had seen something wrong, or that he had accidentally taken the wrong path when he had taken a shortcut and had landed himself in a damn parallel world.

After a few seconds, he stepped forward again to open the bin.

In the stenching garbage can, a tall man is curled up in it.

He was wearing a tattered bat suit that looked like it had been burned, his cool cloak was torn open, and his body was covered with all kinds of wounds and bleeding.

On top of that, he showed great pain even in a coma, with occasional moans of pain that did not correspond to his identity.

"Sir?"

Mason confirmed that the poor creature hiding in the dumpster in front of him was Batman, and he hurriedly dragged the suffering man out of it and placed it on the ground.

"It's hot!"

The young man placed his fingers on Batman's blood-stained nostrils, and felt his skin glow like carbon.

This is a clear symptom of infection and poisoning.

Mason took out the healing potion from his bag and the ground dung stone he had brought with him and poured it down for the old man.

But after waiting for a few minutes, not only did he not see his injuries improve, but Batman was lying on the ground struggling to spit out more blood mixed with unknown substances.

It was clear that the potions and antidotes in Mason's hands weren't enough to make Batman's situation better.

In Crime Alley in the night after the rain, Mason frowned and ejected the body of the flying motorcycle, put the terrible old man into it, and activated the airplane mode regardless of the exposed problems, and carried him back to his cabin as fast as he could.

He placed Batman on the ground floor and picked up his Batphone to call for backup.

But the frequent movement made the unconscious old man seem to be a little more awake.

He opened his eyes on the ground, and when he saw Mason holding a bat phone dial, the old man mustered up his strength and waved his hand to fly the phone in Mason's hand.

This action drained his energy and caused him to vomit blood again.

"Don't! Yes... Traitor..."

Mason had to be close to the old man's mouth to hear his whispered reminder, and although it was a staccato moan, it was enough for the young man to be vigilant.

He glanced at the bat phone that had fallen to the ground, and probably understood what the old man wanted to express.

The dignified Batman can be beaten like this on his own turf in Gotham, if the enemy is strong alone, it will definitely not be.

Batman, who has long been accustomed to making a lot of backup plans before the battle, may fail, but he will definitely get out of it as long as he is prepared.

It's the same even with Superman.

But the fact that he's miserable right now only proves that it's a sneak attack and that something has gone wrong with his bat safety net, rendering most of his backup plans unusable.

"It's just amazing."

Mason squatted beside the convulsive old man, and while extracting his blood with alchemy tools, he whispered:

"You've made me wonder everyone I know in this city right now, and sure enough, things about you are always so annoying."

After taking the blood, Mason poured all the medicines in his bag onto his counter.

He picked and chose among them, and the genuine potions he had found in the ruins of Hogwarts had been almost used, but the young man had found one in the few remaining bottles.

For example, this:

Life and death water

Quality: Epic Alchemy Item, Craftsmanship

Efficacy: Causes a person to fall into a baby-like sleep and ignore all external influences, it is extremely effective, and the sleep duration depends on when it is awakened, and the maximum duration is three months.

Maker: Severus Snape

Item description: The supreme gospel for people with severe insomnia, allowing you to sleep enough at one time.

Mason looked at the bottle in his hand that gave off a quiet scent, it was one of the highest quality potions in his hand.

But he didn't care about the distress, he leaned down and clasped the mouth of the old man who had already begun to swing, and poured the whole bottle of potion into his mouth.

"This will make you more comfortable, let the tired spirit and painful body break away for a while so that we can help you, sleep, Batman, sleep, Bruce."

The young man comforted Batman, who must have been in great pain at this time.

The high-grade potion took effect quickly, and in less than half a minute, Batman's struggling body eased, his eyes closed under his helmet, and he allowed his detached spirit to fall into a long stupor.

It's like being deeply anesthetized.

The physical pain continued, and he might have nightmares because of it, but it was no longer able to cause any destructive oppression to his spirit.

Mason let out a sigh of relief, dragged the snoring Batman to the couch where he was resting, went out and made a call in the phone booth across the street, then returned to the shop and looked around warily.

The first thing he did when he came back was to throw the expensive bat phone into his bag to completely isolate it from the outside world, and then he put out a series of alchemy tools and began to try to analyze the tube of blood he had just removed.

Batman must have been poisoned by the terrible.

This was evident from his excessively viscous and strangely scarlet blood.

Mason shook the tube of blood in front of his eyes, and in the moment of concentration, an information label popped up:

Poisonous blood with a complex composition

Item Description:

The blood is mixed with the combined action of a variety of toxins, which, in a delicate balance, can cause a variety of tormenting effects on the poisoner, but because of the continuous effect of the special ingredients in it, the poisoner will not die.

This means that the poisoner does not intend to kill the target, but to torture him.

Note:

The toxin causes great pain while destroying the target's vitality and vitality and weakly modifying his life form, leaving the poisoner permanently weakened if it is not detoxified in a short period of time.

"Who the hell have you offended?"

Mason looked back in surprise at the old man who was shivering in pain on the couch but was also asleep, and his mind quickly went through the villains of Gotham, and he didn't find a suitable poisoner.

If the most likely estimate is the ugly man Zhou Keer, who has devoted his extraordinary life to falling in love and killing Batboy, but that guy should not have escaped from prison yet.

Otherwise, the whole of Gotham would be in chaos.

"So, after the terrible 'Three-Headed Dog', there's another supervillain in town that I don't know about?"

Mason heats up the blood sample in a professional distillation tube, and he has to determine how many toxins there are in the old man's body before he can find an antidote.

And when he was busy, an anxious knock on the door also sounded outside the shop.

As the roller shutter door opened, the other three members of Team K, who had arrived in a hurry, appeared outside the door in plain clothes, and the catwoman in a black coat looked anxious, and before she could say hello to Mason, she saw the miserable old man lying not far away.

The old lover's eyes were red all of a sudden, and he rushed over to check on him.

Catwoman's horrific sadistic scars and terrible condition make Catwoman almost cry, and the expression of Kite Man and Zakang becomes quite serious.

In Gotham, this place can hurt the local "bully" Batman like this...

It's not good!

"Don't worry."

Mason put his hand on Selena's shoulder and whispered comfortingly:

"It's a big deal, it's useless for you to be in a hurry."

"Do you TM comfort people?"

Zakang complained faintly, and motioned for Mason to pull Catwoman away first.

Comfortable returning to this magical world, he would remove the cigarette from his mouth as a spellcasting medium and throw a healing spell at the batboy he hated.

But under the green fluorescent wrap, Batman's injuries not only did not recover, but the blood flowed out faster because of the application of healing magic.

"Hey! This will not be a good time for you to retaliate, Selena will stab you to death. ”

The kite man pulled Zakang back.

He really thought that Zakang was taking the opportunity to take revenge.

But it's not.

"There's something strange in his body that's preventing the healing magic from working!"

Zakang said to Selena with a gloomy face:

"Now you can be in a hurry, the trouble is really big."

"My potion is useless, it seems that the mysterious side power can't help for the time being."

Mason rubbed his chin and made eye contact with Catwoman looking at him for a few seconds, then turned back to Kite Man and Zakon and said:

"Go your separate ways! You two and Selena will go to Wayne Manor to 'invite' the old butler Alfred over, and I'll go to Dr. Leslie's office, which has professional equipment.

Remember, don't alarm anyone else.

Batman tells me that there is a traitor within the Batfamily, and that there is no point in hiding Batman's identity anymore. ”

The young man glanced at the old man, and in the dimly lit little shop, he took a deep breath and whispered to Charles and Constantine:

"Actually, the true identity of Batman, who has guarded Gotham for nearly twenty years, is..."

A few seconds later.

"Impossible! When pigs fly! ”

Zakang covered his face and screamed:

"He's a superhero and a world-class billionaire? Fuck me, I finally know why Xiao Zha can't forget him. How can I fight with this bastard! ”

The kite man next to him was puzzled by another question.

He pulled Mason's sleeve and whispered like a great clever:

"Boss, if Bruce Wayne has been playing Batman, then who is playing Bruce Wayne at the same time?"

"Uh, that's a good question."

Mason rubbed his forehead and sighed:

"I can't answer you right now, but I think we should act now, and we need to get Bruce back before the toxin turns him into a wreck.

This attack is probably just the beginning.

We need him to be healthy, and so is this city that is about to suffer. ”

Ps：

On the shelves tonight, ask the brothers for a wave of support!

Of course, there is no need to wait at this time of year, so as not to catch a cold, don't stay up late when your body is tight, and get up tomorrow morning and open your eyes to read 50 chapters, wouldn't it be beautiful~