It is no longer those simple, incomprehensible negative emotions... It is no longer the instinct of dinosaurs to drink blood or sit in a cave and listen to the sound of prehistoric hail falling on the branches...
Not to mention the memory of Joker's righteous but frenzied joy, jumping around like a circus, or the fitness memory of Bane Bat exercising his body day after day.
But pain.
When the hand was cut off, the confused scream of the elbow nerve... turned into a wail as the blood spurted out.
The strong legs, the feeling of being torn apart by the venom-injected angel of death with brute force...
The plump muscles and fibers were broken one by one, and the joint heads were forcibly pulled out of the joint sockets, making a soft pop sound with the connected tendons.
The spine was broken and stretched, and the life-support tube was inserted. Every midnight dream was awakened by the phantom pain in the limbs. It was the remaining nerves in the fracture that wrongly reported that they could not connect to the limbs, and could only report to them.
The brain sends out confused inquiries.
Batman has endured this kind of pain for 30 years. And 30 years of this pain was all poured into Chen Tao's mind when he synchronized the Broken Bat.
Chen Tao's temples were throbbing, and this time, he was unable to turn his head into the silicon-based body of a car to stop this physical spasm.
Chen Tao feels like he is like a little mermaid whose fish tail has been turned into legs. Every step he takes will bear tremendous pain - although this metaphor is a bit weird, it is undoubtedly very appropriate.
His brain, lungs and heart are still human, but the rest... are all dark gray and black nanorobots.
Phew...
Chen Tao released his transformation, and the severe pain faded away like a tide. The silver-white particles entangled around him, dispersing the gray and black on his body, revealing his toned body covered with scars and knotted muscles.
Chen Tao's figure flashed in the practice field again, silver-white particles gathered, and the Joker's face dyed the green scales of the Bat Dinosaur pale white. The next moment, the metal structure of the Bat Monster exploded on his face again,
Constantly remodeling into the body of a dinosaur...
The can of Bane Bat's venom emerged from behind, and then was swallowed by the metal body, protected behind layers of exhaust pipes and rubber tires... The next moment, Chen Tao synchronized the Broken Bat, and all the assembled combinations suddenly collapsed.
, turned into a black nanorobot...
Tens of minutes later.
Chen Tao put on his casual clothes, left the practice room along the steps, walked to the second floor of the Batcave, and slowly returned to the chair in front of the Bat Computer to sit down.
"Alfred, are you still following Clark Kent in Metropolis?"
Chen Tao took the drink and sandwich from Alfred: "Have we found him?"
Alfred paused.
"I'm afraid not, grandpa."
He said: "Lois Lane was promoted, and a photographer named Jimmy Olson appeared under her. This young man was assigned to her one day ago."
Alfred continued: "We tracked Lex Luthor's movements, but Clark Kent still didn't show up."
"Then Diana Prince in Boston...forget it."
Chen Tao knew that such weak thoughts should not appear. If the people he told him about before appeared, Alfred would definitely notify him as soon as possible. He didn't say anything, which meant that the people were not found. He was just asking proactively now.
It's just a weakness.
And Batman shouldn't be weak.
Chen Tao patted his face and his expression became grim again.
Even if you want to retire, you should retire with success and enjoy your old age with the blessings of many colleagues, rather than running away like a dog, right?
"I am Batman."
Chen Tao thought: "Before I take off this clothes, I at least have to finish what I should do - what Batman should do."
The atmosphere was a bit silent for a while.
"Master Bruce, regarding nuclear weapons...you don't have to worry too much."
Alfred said: "Whoever gets the nuclear bomb, unless he plans to detonate it quietly when no one finds him, directly creating a beautiful mushroom cloud in Gotham, otherwise he will definitely use it.
's, you know, like a million pounds."
(Note: "One Million Pounds", a novel by Mark Twain, tells the story of a poor American boy who used a million pound note to go around for free. What Alfred means here is that no matter who gets the nuclear bomb, he must
Will take out nuclear bombs for nuclear blackmail.)
"As long as he shows up," Alfred said, "we can find him and deal with him."
Chen Tao nodded.
Scarecrow, Court of Owls, Bane, Lincoln March, the detonator of the nuclear bomb must be in the hands of one of his enemies.
And he wants to penetrate them all one by one!
"Give Lucius the Mad Hatter's hat." He said to Alfred: "Let him quickly figure out Teich's hat trick. He doesn't need to fully understand it, he just needs to make sure that Teich
Just don’t tamper with it.”
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"You got the reward you wanted...Penguin, our agreement continues to be implemented."
Oswald Copopat looked at the corpse in front of him with a smile. The man in front of him had strange blue skin and golden hair that grew from his forehead to the back of his head, like a crown——
A false crown.
He is Emperor Penguin, Penguin's former protégé, and almost the heir to his vast criminal empire...if he hadn't been stupid enough to betray his mentor.
After being defeated by Batman, he was identified as a sane criminal, so he was not thrown into Arkham Asylum, but into Blackgate Prison.
The Penguin made a deal with Bane to get him, so Bane broke his neck when he swore allegiance to him.
"Of course, continue...Bain. You may be born to be a killer, but you keep your promises."
"What Ogilvy did to me a few years ago, I want to pay him back for everything." Penguin said: "And you and I are the same, my blue-veined friend."
"The goods you want are ready."
Penguin patted the iron monster next to him, and his fleshy palm slapped on the fine iron, making a banging sound.
"I spent a lot of effort to get more than 20 M1A2 main battle tanks, as well as more than 2,000 M4 carbines, as well as M249 machine guns, M240 machine guns, M136 anti-tank rocket launchers, M203 grenade launchers, etc., as well as M2A3
Bradley infantry fighting vehicle..."
The quick mouth under his hooked nose burst out a long list of weapon names, bragging about how difficult it was for him to acquire these:
"I dare say that there are no more than five arms dealers in the United States who can wholesale as many weapons to you as quickly as I can in a short period of time, and I am the only one who can get you tanks." p>