Chapter 9: Overwhelming

Poof!

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

He realized a terrible and terrible fact: this is the real world, and Bane will not be like the boss in the online game, waiting in the cave for the brave to brush equipment, level up, collect partners, and finally come to the door.

If the time traveler Chen Tao changed Batman's behavior and methods, then it is natural for Bane to make corresponding adjustments.

As the mastermind behind the Arkham Prison Break, Bane's plan is essentially to use those escaped lunatics to exhaust Batman, and then wait for him to get tired, but with Chen Tao's crossing, the "Bat Exhaustion Plan" also failed.

Bruce Wayne's endless desire to save innocent people dragged him down, so that although he saw through Bane's plan, he still had to spend his energy on fighting various lunatics.

And what about Chen Tao?

Chen Tao doesn't care about a group of lunatics having a party in his city.

Ding-a-ling-a-ling!

Alarm bells rang loudly in a bank in Gotham.

A group of people screamed and fled from the gate, followed by the Joker and his men carrying large and small bags of money.

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

"Hahaha! Come on, Bat! Party time!"

No one.

"Bat? Batman?"

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

A gust of wind blew and rolled a flyer to the Joker's face, which read: Cast your sacred vote for Mayor Carlo!

The Joker touched his chin.

"Hey... everyone, I suddenly have an idea. Haha, haha, hahahahahahaha!"

The scene cuts back to Chen Tao.

Someone as smart as Bane would never turn a blind eye to Batman's changes and the mercenaries who suddenly appeared in the city.

Maybe Bane didn't even know whether these mercenaries were friends or enemies, or maybe Bane guessed something intuitively, but no matter what, the unstable factors between him and Batman could be eliminated directly with violence.

That's right, this is how Bane does things. The simpler and more violent it is, the more effective it is.

The highest-end battles are often presented in the simplest way. If you always think about doing something fancy, your final outcome will be the same as Killer Croc.

So now the plan has changed.

We are no longer "waiting for Batman to collapse and then kill him."

Instead:

"We rush over now, kill the mercenaries first, and then kill Batman."

Hou Li Xiete!

Didn't the villain say that he would let the protagonist develop and then deal with the protagonist in the end?

Calm down, calm down.

Chen Tao thought silently.

Bane's decision was more decisive than he expected, but he still had a fallacy in intelligence: he thought Batman was still strong.

This also means that Bane will not rashly launch a decisive battle before confirming that the disruptors who may put him in a [besieged state] have been eliminated.

In other words, if Death Shooter and his men can kill Bane...

Bang!

Then Chen Tao saw that Killer Croc's head was hit by Bane and sank into the ground.

Chen Tao immediately picked up the microphone:

"Hold on! Just stay alive!"

"Fuck!"

Cold sweat broke out on Death Shooter's forehead.

The two submachine guns in his hands and the portable rifles mounted on the arm armor, a total of 4 muzzles, woven a powerful firepower network in front of him.

Death Shooter was confident that with his control ability, even a fly could not fly over.

But now a miracle happened in front of him - it was Bane!

Spinning and jumping, the muscular freak swayed in the hail of bullets like a butterfly wearing flowers!

Boom!

Death Shooter pulled out an anti-tank rocket launcher, but such a heavy weapon could not threaten the agile Bane at such a close distance.

"Damn it, if I had..."

He was so angry that he could only watch Bane approach him quickly.

"Help me!"

Clang!

Bane's eyes narrowed slightly under his mask.

The slash from the Cheshire Cat pierced his skin. The cat-like woman's flexible body burst out with a strange force far beyond that of ordinary people. This slash was enough to split real steel, but it only broke Bane, who was injected with Titan venom.

With one punch, the Cheshire Cat's blade tore through like paper. Bane opened his five fingers and hit her with her arms crossed, sending her flying backwards like a meteor, knocking down a building.

"Damn it!"

Death Shooter glanced at his teammates on the scene.

The Cheshire Cat was in the ruins, his life or death unknown, Killer Croc was lying on the ground, and the tattooed man...

The tattooed man stood nearby carelessly, watching his teammates' output while shaking his head: "Alas, this is not the way to fight."

Asshole!

Deadshot turned to his teammates and shouted: "Retreat quickly, we can't beat them..."

"Really? I don't believe it!"

Deadshot almost couldn't catch his breath.

Slipknot attacked.

He passed over the retreating Deadshot, his mouth slightly curled, his white teeth and Mexican-style braids flying in the air.

In an instant, he threw out more than a dozen lassoes, wrapping Bane like a spider web. He grinned and laughed:

"You bunch of rubbish, I still have to be you! Look, it's not dead!"

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

But Deadshot's reminder was still a step too late.

Idiot! Why don't you think about how Bane can dodge his bullets, so how can he not dodge these lassoes?

The next second, Bane tore the drug-reinforced lasso like straw, and then pulled the rope. Before Slipknot could react, his body was dragged involuntarily and flew close to Bane, and then bounced on the ground like a yo-yo.

Death Shooter kept shooting, but to no avail. He couldn't believe that Bane could dodge his bullets and beat Slipknot at the same time, as flexible as a skating fire boy king.

The tattooed man said: "If there is a knife below, it's already dead!"

"Shut your stinky mouth!"

Slipknot was so angry that he let go of his lasso directly, and then used a lock technique on Bane at a dazzling speed.

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

"I don't believe it, we are all human beings, can you--"

He heard Death Shooter shouting "Don't do this" in the distance, but he didn't have time to consider other people's opinions.

He stared at Bane. The other party was dumbfounded, as if he had not reacted at all, and Slipknot couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.

The next second, Bane grabbed his palm and tore his body apart easily like straw, which was just like when he tore off the lasso just now.

Bane, specializes in all kinds of fancy things.

"Ah ... He got up from the ground, roared and rushed towards Bane.

...But its flaws were too big and it was in poor condition.

Bane grabbed its arm and broke it like a stick, and Killer Croc's screams shook the earth.

"Bane!"

But Killer Croc did not retreat like before.

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

"Roar!"

He let out a beast roar that was not like a human voice, and Deadshot almost felt that his facial features became narrower and longer, and more like... a crocodile!

Killer Croc became stronger!

Killer Croc was furious!

Killer Croc exploded!

His muscles swelled up and rushed towards Bane like a train!

Then he flew back at a faster speed.

"This is impossible!"

Killer Croc made an unconvinced sound: "You--"

Before he finished speaking, he was hit by Bane's physical silence on the face.

"Enough! How dare you--"

Bane grabbed Killer Croc's ankle with his bare hands, swung him in a circle in the air, and slammed him on the ground, once, twice, just like swinging a plastic hammer to play whack-a-mole.

"I'm killing--"

Bang!

"Hand--"

Bang!

"Crocodile--"

Bang!

Killer Croc lay on the ground with his four legs up in the air, and his pair of crystal clear vertical pupils gradually lost their spirit.

"Bug."

Bane's face showed indifferent murderous intent. He began to get tired of Killer Croc's behavior of doing sit-ups like Luffy.

So he turned up the power of the venom input. As the venom gurgled into him, his muscles swelled up like inflated, turning him into a small monster nearly three meters long.

Deadshot raised the muzzle of his gun.

"Take Killer Croc away!" The employer's voice was still whispering nonsense in his ear.

"I know, shut up!"

Deadshot gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger. Flames gushed out, pouring out a metal storm that was enough to tear ordinary people into pieces towards Bane, and this time, Bane didn't even try to dodge.

This made Deadshot overjoyed.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Four guns fired at the same time, and dozens of bullets exploded on Bane's chest in just a few seconds. Death Shooter saw white smoke formed by high temperature from the point where the bullets landed, and then...

A white-red skin depression was left, and some blood was faintly seeping out.

"Fuck!"

Death Shooter cursed: "Is this a fucking human?!"

He had already thought of retreating.

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

"You bunch of rubbish, get out of the way, the tattooed man will solve everything!"

Death Shooter showed a strange look.