Burst!

Chen Tao spat all the coffee on the screen and hit his head on the ceiling of the car.

He realizes a terrible and terrible truth: this is the real world, and Bane will not be like the boss in the online game, obediently staying in the cave waiting for the brave to farm equipment, level up, collect companions, and finally hit the door.

If the traverser Chen Tao changes Batman's behavior patterns and methods, then it is natural for Bane to make corresponding adjustments.

As the mastermind behind Arkham's escape, Bane's plan is essentially to use the escaped madmen to exhaust Batman, and then wait for his own work, but with Chen Tao's crossing, the "Tired Bat Meter" also goes bankrupt.

Bruce Wayne's insatiable desire to save the innocent has dragged him down, so much so that although he sees through Bane's plan, he still has to spend his energy fighting all kinds of crazy people.

And what about Chen Tao?

Chen Tao didn't care about a group of crazy people partying in his city.

Jingle Bell Bell!

Alarm bells are ringing in a bank in Gotham.

A crowd screamed and fled from the gate, followed by the Joker and his men carrying large bags of bills.

Gotham's Prince of Crime laughed wildly and spread his arms at the gate.

"Hahaha! Come on, bats! Party time! ”

No one.

"Bats? Batman? ”

The streets were so empty that not even a police car could be seen.

A gust of wind blew and rolled a flyer into the clown's face that read: Vote your sacred vote for Mayor Carlo!

The clown touched his chin.

"Hey...... Guys, I suddenly had an idea. Haha, haha, hahahahaha! ”

The scene cuts back to Chen Tao's side.

It's impossible for someone as smart as Bane to turn a blind eye to Batman's changes and the mercenaries who suddenly appear in the city.

Maybe Bane didn't even know if these mercenaries were friend or foe, maybe Bane guessed something through his intuition, but in any case, it would be enough to intervene in the instability between him and Batman and simply erase it with violence.

That's right, that's how Bane does it. The simpler and crude, the more effective it is.

The highest-end battles are often presented in the simplest way, and if you keep thinking about the whole thing, the final outcome will only be the same as that of a killer crocodile.

So now the plans change.

We no longer "wait for Batman to get crippled and kill him."

But:

"We're going to rush over now, kill the mercenaries first, and then kill Batman."

Generous gift crab special!

The villains who are said to be good will be left to the development of the protagonist, and what about the protagonist's clean-up in the end?

Calm, calm down.

Chen Tao thought silently.

Bane's decision was more decisive than he had anticipated, but he still had an intelligence fallacy: he believed that Batman was still powerful.

This means that Bane will not rush into a decisive battle without confirming the elimination of the jammers who could put him under siege.

That is, if the Death Shooter they can counterkill Bei......

Bang!

Then Chen Tao saw that the killer crocodile was hit by Bane's skull and sunk into the ground.

Chen Tao immediately picked up the microphone:

"Hold on! As long as you don't die, you're good to go! ”

“ Fuck！”

Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the Death Archer.

The two submachine guns in his hand and the portable rifle mounted on the armarmour made a total of four muzzles, weaving a powerful web of fire in front of him.

The Death Shooter is confident, and with his control, not even a fly can fly over.

But now a miracle is happening right in front of him – it's Bane!

Spinning, jumping, that muscular freak swaying like a flower-piercing butterfly in a hail of bullets!

Rumble!

The Death Shooter pulled out an anti-tank rocket launcher with his backhand, but such a bulky weapon could not threaten the nimble Bane at such a close distance.

"Damn, if I had ......"

His eyes were torn, but he could only watch Bane approach him quickly.

"Help!"

Boom!

Bane's eyes under the mask froze slightly.

A slash from the Cheshire Cat pierced his skin. The cat-like woman's flexible body erupted with a strange force far beyond ordinary people, a slash that was enough to split real steel, but only caused Bane, who had been injected with Titan Venom, to break a little skin.

With a punch, the blade of the Cheshire Cat tore like papier-mâché, and Bane spread his fingers and sent her with her arms crossed into the air like a meteor, crashing into a building.

"Damn!"

The Death Shooter's afterglow swept towards his teammates present.

The Cheshire cat lives and dies in the ruins, the killer crocodile lies on the ground, and the tattooed man ......

The tattooed man stood next to him with a big grin, and while watching his teammates output like this, he shook his head: "Alas, it's not like that." ”

Bastard!

The Death Shooter turned to his teammates and shouted, "Retreat, we can't ...... fight"

"Really? I don't believe it! ”

The Death Shooter almost didn't catch up in one breath.

Slipknot strikes.

He stepped past the retreating Death Shooter, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, a mouthful of white teeth and Mexican-style pigtails flying in the air.

In an instant, he threw out a dozen lassoes, tying Bane like a spider's web into a rice dumpling. He grinned and laughed:

"You shit, you have to be me! Look, it's not gone! ”

"Don't be complacent, be careful!!"

But the reminder of the death shooter was still a step too late.

Idiot! Why not wonder how Bane could dodge these nooses even if he could dodge his bullets?

In the next second, Bane tore off the drug-reinforced lock like a straw, then pulled the rope, and before the slipknot could react, his body was involuntarily dragged to Bane's approach, and then bounced on the ground like a yo-yo.

The death shooter kept shooting, but to no avail. He couldn't believe that Bane could dodge his bullets while beating the slipknot, nimble like a skating firepower king.

The tattoo man said, "If it's a knife down there, it's dead!" ”

"Shut your foul mouth!"

Slipknot angrily let go of his lasso, and then used a dazzling speed to perform a lock on Bane.

His name is Slipknot, and his fighting skills are like lasso, suffocating and deadly.

"I don't believe it, everyone is human, is it difficult for you-"

He heard the death shooter in the distance yelling "Don't do that", but he didn't have time to take into account the opinions of others.

He stared at Bane. The other party was dumbfounded, looking completely unresponsive, and the corners of the slipknot's mouth couldn't help but hook slightly.

In the next second, Bane grabbed his palm and tore his body like straw with ease, the same action as when he had just torn the lasso.

Bane, who rules all the bells and whistles.

"Ahh

Slipknot screamed hoarsely, and then soon couldn't scream.

Yikes!

In fact, the muscles and bones are almost the same as the fibers of the rope, the only difference is that when it collapses, it splashes bright red spring water. Bane pulled a puddle of muddy slipknot off his body and drained him like a rag.

The tattoo man was still croaking next to him: "Wow! It's really spicy! ”

The death shooter couldn't help but be angry.

"Don't fight, get out of ......"

He hears his employer's instructions coming from the headset, but the killer crocodile in the distance has completely lost his mind.

He got up from the ground and threw himself at Bane with a roar.

…… But it's too flawed, and it's not in good shape.

Bane grabbed its arm and snapped it off like a stalk, and the killer crocodile's howl was earth-shattering.

"B-on!"

But the killer crocodile didn't retreat as before.

Its eyes turned red. No, not the eyes, but the entire pupils, the whites of the eyes, all turned bright red and blood!

"Roar!"

He let out some kind of beastly roar that didn't resemble a human voice, and the Death Shooter almost vaguely felt that his facial features had become a little more elongated, more like-...... Crocodile some!

Killer crocodiles just got stronger!

The killer crocodile is furious!

The killer crocodile has exploded!

His muscles swelled up like a train rushing towards Bane!

Then he flew back upside down at a faster pace.

"It can't be!"

The killer crocodile made an unconvinced voice: "You-"

Before he could finish his sentence, Bane's face was smacked with physical silence.

"Enough! How dare you—"

Bane grabbed the killer crocodile's ankle with his bare hands, slashed him in the air, and slammed it on the ground, once, twice, like swinging a whack-a-mole plastic hammer.

"I'm killing—"

Bang!

"Hand—"

Bang!

"Crocodile—"

Bang!

The killer crocodile was lying on the ground on all fours, in a large shape, and a pair of crystal clear vertical eyes gradually lost their brilliance.

"Bed bugs."

Bane's face showed an indifferent murderous intent. He began to get tired of the Killer Crocodile's repeated sit-ups like Luffy.

So he turned up the power input of Venom by another gear. As the venom gurgled in, his muscles swelled as if they were inflated, turning him into a small monster of nearly three meters.

The death shooter raises the muzzle.

"Hurry up and take the killer crocodile away!" The voice of the employer was still in his ears.

"I see, shut up!"

The Death Shooter gritted his teeth, then pulled the trigger, and tongues of fire erupted, raining down a storm of metal enough to tear ordinary people to shreds, and this time, Bane didn't even dodge.

This makes the death shooter very happy.

Bang bang!

Four muzzle salvos, dozens of bullets exploded in Bane's chest in just a few seconds, and the death shooter saw white smoke from the high temperature coming out of the point where the bullets landed, and then ......

It left a hollow of white-red skin, and some blood was faintly dripping out.

“fuck！”

The Death Shooter yelled, "Is this a human?!" ”

He already had the intention of retreating.

But at this moment, he saw the tattooed man standing in front of them:

"You bunch of shit, get out of the way, the tattoo man will take care of everything!"

The Death Shooter gave a strange look.