What Bad Thoughts Can Batman Have 98

**Chapter 98: I Killed Batman**

Boom!

The massive explosion resounded throughout Bain’s eardrums as he pulled out an instrument from Martha Wayne’s belly, gazing at it calmly.

He crouched in the corner, curling up in a ball to fit into the corner that could accommodate his entire body.

He had anticipated that his clothes would be damaged in the battle, so he had stored many tools in Martha Wayne’s belly beforehand to be prepared.

To ensure his safety, he waited for a very long time.

However, the instrument didn’t detect any signs of life.

Time had passed, and the facts had gradually become clear.

Bain’s face was solemn.

Hmph!

He let out a cold laugh.

His calm expression changed as he slightly raised the corner of his lips, then returned to normal.

Oh, heaven. This wasn’t the effect of a laughing gas.

Hmph!

Bain chuckled again, and his mouth gradually curved upward.

“I won!”

He whispered to himself in the empty Arkham Asylum, pacing back and forth in the corridor, flapping his arms excitedly.

The powerful fist crushed the air, creating a light sound.

It wasn’t easy, after all.

Moonlight poured in through the hole in the ceiling that Batman had recently broken, illuminating the architecture.

This was a breathtakingly beautiful scene, like something out of a fantasy novel.

“I really won!”

His voice trembled with excitement, and a hint of tears he didn’t notice himself.

“I killed Batman — Ha ha ha… I killed Batman!”

“Impossible.”

Bain stopped.

He turned to see the Joker, who had barely regained consciousness, flipping over to face the ceiling, panting heavily: “Batman won’t be defeated by you; you’re just trash.”

Bain’s face turned dark.

He walked up to the Joker, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up.

“Are you blind? Can’t you see the fact that I’ve won? I used my strategy to kill Batman!”

“Ridiculous. Ha ha ha, ha ha ha! Bain, I didn’t know you had a talent for telling jokes.”

The Joker laughed twice, then coughed up two bloodied bubbles, mixed with broken fragments.

“But this joke is really low-level! Even I wouldn’t tell it.”

He had been beaten heavily by Batman and suffered severe injuries.

“Batman won’t lose.”

“You’re stupid — I’ve defeated Batman!”

“Batman will never be defeated.” The Joker said: “Even if he’s fallen, he wants to fall, needs to fall. You’re the stupid one.”

He spat out another mouthful of blood: “Batman will defeat you.”

Bain tossed him to the corner: “You’re just a failure who refuses to accept reality.”

“And the reality is that I’ve won, and this city belongs to me!”

He ignored the Joker, who was lying in the corner, coughing up blood, and jumped through the hole in the ceiling onto the rooftop. With three steps, he reached the highest point.

“I dominate the darkness, and there’s no Batman! I destroyed him, I rule the streets, I rule Gotham! I am revenge, I am darkness, I am Bain —”

“I am the King of Gotham!”

Bain proclaimed to the moon, announcing to the entire city:

“I am the King of Gotham!”

*Thud*.

He froze.

*Thud*.

The sound resembled a series of footsteps, a uniform and organized rhythm.

*Thud*.

A claw emerged from behind the building, followed by over ten companions, who flowed out like a tidal wave.

The killer crocodile swung its tail, jumping over several buildings, landing on the rooftop with its four limbs.

The Deadshot Backpacker, carrying a short-distance flight pack, suspended in mid-air like an astronaut on the moon, then lightly landed on the rooftop beside him.

The Cheshire Cat appeared silently beside him, while Harley Quinn and the Poison Ivy Queen drove a massive, gigantic, venus flytrap-like creature, crawling out from the rooftop like two giant spiders.

Robin held a will-o’-the-wisp, and the severely injured Mr. Freeze hobbled behind, carrying his freeze gun, followed by Man-Bat, Copperhead, and Black Spider, a bunch of still-active Arkham villains.

These unruly Arkham villains gathered silently, with a special power binding them together, bringing them to this place.

“It’s you,” Bain said: “You bunch of losers.”

“How dare you appear before me?”

“This city has given us a lot.”

The Penguin, leaning on his cane, had his two claws lift him onto the rooftop.

He dusted off his clothes, and his sharp, black leather boots clicked on the rooftop tiles. The Abattoir and the Five-Faced Man stood beside him, holding Thompson submachine guns.

“Now it’s time for us to repay her.”

“The Arkham crowd,” the Penguin said: “Today, in Batman’s absence, it’s time for us to save this city!”

“Fool!”

His voice was quickly drowned out by Bain’s angry roar:

“Do you really know who I am?”

“Do you really understand me?”

“I defeated Batman, anyone can be defeated, it’s not hard! But I’ve won, I’ve crushed him!”

He said:

“You’re afraid of Batman… how dare you not fear me?”

A root burst out from his body, then hurled toward the killers.

The roots would explode when inserted into the killers’ bodies, taking root and growing within seconds, producing a beautiful flower.

However, the killers didn’t flinch, and a cold wave washed over Bain, as Mr. Freeze stood in front of him, holding his freeze gun.

He had been severely injured by Bain earlier, and his entire arm hung limp.

He expressionlessly shot a cold beam at Bain.

“You’re seeking death.”

Bain stared at him, saying:

“You’re all going to die.”

“Batman’s death is just the beginning of many deaths.”

“You, Killer Croc, Deadshot, and the rest.”

“I’ll kill you all.”

Bain’s gaze swept across every person standing in front of him: “I’ll kill you all, then immediately go kill the butler and Robin.”

He declared:

“I’ll execute you all. I’ll gently pull your legs, waiting until I hear the pleasant sound of your neck snapping…”

He proclaimed: “You can’t stop me, no one can stop me. My victory is an indisputable fact.”

“When Gotham bows down to my feet, I’ll stand tall amidst the statues of the gargoyles, gazing down at the pitiful citizens.”

His voice was like a tidal wave, an avalanche, a natural disaster: “They’ll all look up to the sky, waiting for the signal, praying to see the beam of light, praying for Batman to save them, but… they’ll only see me.”

“There’s only Bain.”

“And I am Bain!!”

“Fine, fine. I know you’re Bain, I’m very clear about that.”

Then Bain heard a voice behind him, that trembling, spine-chilling voice.

“But I think you forgot…”

“I am Batman!”

成功了！我成功加更加出来了！我没有食言，我好厉害，呜呜呜！

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