Gotham.

Somewhere in the stronghold of the Owl Court, an uninvited guest has arrived.

It was a square as wide as the Colosseum, and a slave auction seemed to be going on, and it was hard to imagine that in the civilized world, there was such a naked place for human exchange.

Men and women in white owl masks roared hoarsely and howled hysterically, and here they took off the disguise of civilized worldmen, and wantonly vented their inner darkness and naked desires.

And that's when Bane broke in.

As a claw with twisted limbs was tossed into the middle of the square, the feast of drunken gold fans was interrupted, and the clistically dressed people in masks gradually ceased to be noisy.

"Wow – looks like we've got a new guest at our party! Let him in! Talons! ”

Bane lowered his head and slowly staggered past several claws with sharp blades.

Their blades didn't flinch as Bane walked by, as if intent on pulling down a long bloody cut on his body, giving the man in front of him a small dismount.

But they couldn't do it.

The sharp blades sliced through Bane's clothes, leaving not a single white mark on his steel-like body, and the claws felt like they were scratching into a bouncy rubber tire.

Bane walked out of the portal of the Colosseum, like a gladiator on the field in the ancient Roman arena, and slowly walked to the center of the gladiatorial arena under the gaze of everyone.

One of the highest-ranking members of the court, sitting at the top, gestured to the claws, and the live merchandise that had been in the auction was removed.

They cried and shouted at Bane, but they were only greeted with whips and beatings, which did not move the burly man at all.

The court member seemed to be okay with Bane's unintentional meddling behavior. He lowered his head slightly and pulled the microphone:

"Bane. You've turned down our kindness before. And now there is still a face in front of us? ”

The sound amplified by the stereo was loud and grand, and all the owl court members in the entire arena stared at Bane. All of them wore white owl masks, and the scene was inexplicably scary.

Bane's gaze lingered on a masked little girl, who seemed to sense the strong man's eyes, and tilted his head into his parents' arms.

"And ...... How did you find my ......? ”

The man in the white owl beak mask had not finished his sentence when he was attracted by a locator held up by Bane.

A red bright spot flickered on the top.

"When did you stay ......"

The white olecranon masked man was halfway through his words, and then suddenly he was stunned. He looked at one of the claws standing quietly beside him.

"Slice open his body."

With the man's crisp and neat order, several other claws next to him moved together in an instant, and that claw was quickly dismantled.

Soon, they found a tiny locator in the neck of that claw.

The leader of the Owl Court slowly applauded.

"Amazing."

"Meticulous observation," he says. The average person will believe that someone is dead when they see their head screwed off. And you're going to leave a positioning device in the corpse. ”

The court member was a little annoyed: "Hell, you put it in place." We're a secret organization, you say, you've found us, what are we going to do with you? ”

"I'm here to find cooperation." Bane replied, "I've come to ask for amber." ”

The word made the members of the court standing on the high platform pause.

"Where did you hear that...... Forget it, it doesn't matter. ”

He ordered neatly, "Talons! Kill the intruders! ”

He took the microphone, turned his head, and said to the other members, "I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, the party ended early, we have to ......"

"I need to undergo an implant with an amber. And in exchange, after I defeat Batman, take the city, and die, I'm willing to let my corpse be the claws of the Owl Court. That's my condition. ”

Bane said.

The white owl-masked man on the high platform stopped his movements.

Bane tore the clothes from his arm, and he could see that the other man's body was covered with tiny plants, like vines and green grass growing directly in his flesh, a physical condition that would make any biologist dare not believe his eyes.

Even more striking is the other half of his body: the exact opposite of the long grass, showing an unhealthy bluish-white.

The White Owl Mask Man was familiar with this color, the blackened veins hidden under the blue-white skin, a condition that only the dead can have, and the claws of the Owl Court are basically like this.

"Attack him."

As soon as his command fell, the claws beside Bane stabbed at the blade.

Under the full force of the Claw Assassin's stabbing blow, Bane's skin was torn open, and the blade sank in a little.

The Claw Assassin slowly withdrew his sword, but no blood flowed out, as if it had been stabbed into a pile of hard leather armor that had been stacked on top of each other.

"Amazing, Bane, something happened to you that we didn't know about." The man in the white owl mask said slowly.

He changed his attitude: "Maybe we can talk. ”

"That's right." Bane replied to him. With a backhand punch, he slammed the head of the clawed assassin he had just stabbed into his chest, then watched as he pulled his head out and reattached it to his spine.

"I'm also interested in the immortal," he said. We will have a great time working together. ”

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Chen Tao stood in the exclusive practice arena of Batman in the Batcave.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and silently activated the Alfred Protocol.

[Synced: Broken Bat]

[Your current Crisis Energy Unit: 84]

The cells were boiling, and the silvery-white particles were entangled in his body...... Then it turned to pitch black.

"Humph!"

Chen Tao snorted violently, and half of his body exploded and turned into black nanobots, which penetrated all the practice robots in front of him in an instant!

Yikes!

The nanobot turns into a sharp steel knife and cuts the robot in half in an instant!

But it wasn't his attack that made Chen Tao snort......

Negative memories of the Broken Bat were coming at him, and they didn't seem like they were of the same magnitude compared to Bane Bat or the Batcart.

Chen Tao thought silently, but even under such a huge infusion of negative emotions, he was still able to think clearly.

"It's not enough to take me down."

Chen Tao looked at his hands: "But it's enough to interfere with me synchronizing with other Batmen at the same time." ”