What Bad Thoughts Can Batman Have 68

## Chapter 68: Arrival

BOOM!

The Cheshire Cat scrambled away from her previous spot, tumbling and crawling. In the next second, the area exploded under the combined attack of three muscle-bound claws, the wooden floor shattered, splinters flying everywhere.

“Damn it.” She said to Deadshot, “I thought this time I wouldn’t have to jump around like a monkey.”

She complained, “Since I came to Gotham, it feels like I’ve been doing the same job. I’m an assassin! I’m sick of it!”

There were too many claws. In such an enclosed space, the Cheshire Cat couldn’t maneuver freely.

She barely managed to block a katana swung by a muscle-bound claw with her own folding knife, which then jubilantly declared “I’m free!” as it flew out the window.

The Cheshire Cat immediately became exasperated. “Floyd, why can’t you just pull out your ultrasonic rocket launcher or a sonic pulse gun and just blast these guys away?”

Of course, the Cheshire Cat was just talking. This hall might be spacious enough as a banquet hall, but as a battlefield, directly launching an ultrasonic rocket would be a recipe for mutual annihilation.

The Cheshire Cat regretted getting distracted during battle.

She performed a graceful backflip, only to see that the muscle-bound claw who was coming to capture her had switched from a sword to fists. A fist the size of a basketball came down on her with a whistling sound.

“Fuck.” The Cheshire Cat cursed in a pleasant voice.

Bang!

With her arms crossed, she was sent flying backwards, leaving a human-shaped hole in the wall. She tumbled down from the 2nd floor of the hospital.

This scene was strangely familiar. It felt similar to when she was thrown out by Bane during their fight.

“Damn!”

Cold sweat appeared on Deadshot’s forehead. In such a cramped space, if he used his sonic pulse gun, he could very well collapse the entire building.

Wait, why not?

Deadshot’s mind froze for a second, then immediately came to his senses. He immediately turned to Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy, and Killer Croc, who were still entangled in a fight with some claws.

“Collapse this place! Fight those freaks in an open space!” He shouted loudly, then fired a shot at the load-bearing wall.

The paralyzed Mr. Freeze watched in disbelief, his eyes wide with horror. “No! What are you doing!!! We’re still lying here, unable to move. If you collapse this place-”

“I don’t give a damn about you!”

Deadshot fired another shot at the wall. Electricity struck the wall, creating a charred hole.

“We must face death with serenity… Ah! Great God! Omnipotent Father, True Lord, we…”

Mr. Freeze turned his head to see Mudface, whose lower body was almost completely melted, was still passionately performing. It was understandable, considering his inherent theatrical personality, but it was still infuriating!

“Firefly, come help me!” He quickly called out to the only villain who could still move. After all, only his armored suit was broken, he could still move.

Mr. Freeze looked at Phosphorus Doctor, who was lying on the ground, smoking constantly after mistakenly consuming sodium hydroxide as sugar, and Human Bat, who had become a frail scholar, “We need to get them out of here!”

“Batman, if you don’t come to save us, we are going to…”

“I’ve already jumped off the plane, I’ll be there in 30 seconds.”

Penguin heard a whistling sound, like someone falling. He huddled together with Ventriloquist, two short and fat dwarfs trembling in the chaos of the battlefield.

“Hurry up!!!”

“You won’t succeed.” Scarecrow immediately noticed Deadshot’s actions, and he saw Poison Ivy following suit, smashing a giant plant into the load-bearing wall.

He immediately called out to a claw, “Stop him!”

“Yes.”

Even after being transformed into a muscular monster, these well-trained claw assassins didn’t show any signs of slowing down.

In a flash, he appeared in front of Deadshot, his blade flashing. “Floyd Lawton, the Court of Owls sentences you to death!”

A blade of light fell, Deadshot retreated violently, raising his gun…

Clang!

The katana was bitten in mid-air by a gaping maw. With just a slight exertion, it shattered.

It was Killer Croc!

The muscle-bound claw assassin was taken aback, and then swung a punch, only to be grabbed by Killer Croc. “Don’t be ridiculous!”

He wagged his tail, the green scales underneath rippling like centipedes.

He lifted his leg, stepped down, and plunged his foot into the floor!

The other felt…

Weightlessness, rotation, then a heavy thud as if he were a hammer, firmly driven into the ground!

The claw assassin’s head pierced through the floor, emerging from the ceiling of the 2nd floor.

Killer Croc showed a contemptuous expression.

“Your strength is far inferior to that of the real Bane.” He said confidently. “If it were only this level, even three of you wouldn’t be able to defeat me-”

The next second, he was pinned down by five jumping claws.

“Unfair… Waah…”

Fists hammered like drums, the giant crocodile covered his head, enduring the kicks. He was beaten so badly that he couldn’t speak.

Taking this opportunity, Deadshot fired another shot at the wall.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Accompanied by a deafening roar, as if the whole world was collapsing, the entire building finally caved in.

Amidst the ruins, Deadshot just got up and saw nine muscle-bound claws standing opposite them in the clear moonlight.

“Weren, how are you?”

Killer Croc got up, pushing away a pile of debris. He cursed as he spat out a mouthful of rotten stones.

“I’m okay, how about Oswald?”

“Thanks to you, he’s still alive.”

Penguin’s voice came from the side. A pile of debris was pushed away, revealing Penguin holding an umbrella to protect himself and Ventriloquist.

He said in a low voice:

“Hold on a little longer, Batman should be here in 15 seconds-”

“Weren! Old friend!” Scarecrow’s voice rang out, he slowly walked out from under the protection of the muscle-bound claws, slowly clapping.

“After all these years, you’re still as agile as ever. It reminds me of the golden years when we used to work together.”

He said, “How about this, Weren, I’ll give you $5 million, no, $10 million, for bringing me the head of this stupid penguin next to you?”

“Cash on delivery, just like the few times we’ve worked together before. You always want money, right big guy?”

“That’s true.”

Killer Croc said, “But.”

He paused, seeing Scarecrow’s puzzled look, and said, “There are 5 seconds left.”

“What do you mean?”

“5.” He said.

“4.” Poison Ivy pushed open the bricks, plants holding her and Harley Quinn, they landed beside Penguin.

“3.” The Cheshire Cat, who had been thrown out earlier, slowly walked back. She stepped over the ruins and landed beside everyone else.

“2.” Deadshot put down his gun, his expression relaxed.

“1.” Penguin said.

“He’s here.”

Bruce Wayne landed in the center of the battlefield.

(End of Chapter)

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