What bad intentions could Batman have?.

Chapter 143: Bad luck, all mud (page 12)

Superman was beaten by countless bat-type villains with kryptonite and fell to the ground.

Bombshell scratched his head and looked at Bain standing on the rooftop in the distance with some confusion.

He originally brought his own food to participate in this bet for the honor of the Bat-type villain, but Bane told them about Black before they launched the bet and asked them to catch all Black as well.

He agreed. After all, Black, a superhero who is more extreme than Superman, is also a threat to them. If it can be solved, it will be equivalent to being one step ahead of the superhuman villains, which is definitely a point worth bragging about.

But he never expected that before the fake match was over, Superman would already kneel down.

Is the opponent really that weak?

Although Bain asked them to fake the match to induce Black, he did not ask them to surrender after knocking him down.

At least they had the upper hand at this moment, suppressing Superman and fighting. After being beaten like this, is it a bit insulting to your intelligence to fall to the ground now?

But then again.

Superman's reaction to Kryptonite was beyond their imagination...

If Superman could be dealt with right here——

Then he looked around again.

Without Blake, the world is silent.

Hasn't the other party been lured out yet? But it doesn't matter, they've already defeated Superman without even using any force.

The continuous sound of beatings gradually stopped, and several bat villains equipped with various kryptonite weapons looked at each other.

"Why did you stop?" Bombshell, who was still thinking, turned his head: "Knock Superman unconscious first and then--"

Then they saw Superman standing up from the ground.

Bombshell looked blankly at the kryptonite in his hand. He held it up and shined a green light on Superman's head.

"Superman is afraid of Kryptonite, you should..."

Then he saw Superman walking in front of him, and then his eyes flashed, and the kryptonite was in Superman's hand.

"Kryptonite?" He saw Superman weighing the kryptonite in his hand, and then sighed: "Okay, I must admit a fact."

Bombshell is a bit sluggish.

"Actually, I'm not afraid of kryptonite."

what?

what are you saying?

Then he saw Superman weigh the kryptonite in his hand twice, then put it into his mouth, like biting a cake, bit off a piece with a snap, and spat it out on the ground with a pop.

"It's a joke. Kryptonite is just the most common stone on my planet. Are you afraid of a stone on the roadside?"

"you you……"

"Oh, it's all fake, you know." Bombshell saw Superman and patted his head: "You know, they are all afraid of me. Giving them a false weakness will be more conducive to harmony."

He spread his hands: "But to be honest, I feel a little tired of it recently. You guys, all holding kryptonite, are jumping in front of me, as if you can defeat me as long as you get this thing."

The other party's eyes lit up red:

"So...are you ready to get beat up by me?"

Bombshell looked at the Kryptonite bitten into two pieces on the ground and immediately believed what the other party said.

He breathed a sigh of relief for no reason: things finally developed in the direction Bain told him. He should surrender immediately, then wait for Black to appear, then sit back and watch the two of them fight, and then just wait and see as Bane said.

But then his expression froze. The reason why these characters were able to fight Superman evenly was all because of the small green stone.

If kryptonite is useless against Superman, then how are they going to deal with it?

Bane's eyes dropped.

You can be sure, this is Batman, just dressed as Superman.

You see, from just now until now, he has only had a red light in his eyes, but he has never used heat vision once.

He pressed his fingers on the earphones, and the voice of the Red Hood came from inside: "Bane, Mr. Skeleton and our electric chick have been defeated by Batman. Without even trying."

On the other end of the phone, Red Hood threw another liquid bomb at the living wire that had collapsed to the ground.

Just now, he used the props he prepared in advance to attack his teammates.It was so easy that even Jason was a little excited.

God knows why—maybe the Bat-Family's blood is about attacking teammates.

The living wires suddenly twitched all over.

On the other side, the Atomic Skeleton Hand was stuck in the center of a huge metal cube behind a taken-off exoskeleton armor.

The energy all over his body was being sucked away like water flowing from high to low, causing him to wail.

With a bang, our skeleton man collapsed to the ground with a look of exhaustion. All the energy in his body was drained, his inspiration, his wisdom, his courage. He lay on the ground like a shriveled salted fish.

Red Hood looked to the side. The Silver Banshee was stunned by her howling, and the criminal nicknamed the Prisoner was tied up with his own chains.

As for King Shark - frankly speaking, Red Hood felt that he was not Superman's villain at all, but Nanaway, who had a good chat with Red Hood in the bar, still followed him loyally, just to help his friend.

So now he is lying on the ground sleeping like a big baby because he accidentally drank the bat anti-shark spray given to him by his good friend Red Hood.

"That's right, Bain, I didn't take any action and I survived now. What, you asked how Ms. Siwa is doing?"

Jason looked guiltily at Siwa, who was tied up and gagged.

"It's over, Bane. He is not Batman's enemy at all. The other party is too terrifying, I think he is not Batman at all!"

Siwa struggled on the ground twice, but Batman, who had quick eyes and quick hands, covered her mouth. He pinched her jaw and throat with such force that she didn't even let out a muffled groan.

"I'll try, I will definitely find a way to save them, no problem, I think I can do it. Let me try...Okay, Bane. Black didn't appear here. Hmm. Hmm. Don't worry, say Maybe I can even bring Superman’s villains to help you!”

"Yeah, um, bye."

Jason hung up the phone and removed the cloth from Ms. Siwa's mouth.

"You are escaping from the dark world, my stupid disciple." Siwa looked gloomy: "From today on, no one will believe you anymore, and you will be hunted by the entire dark world... as a traitor !”

Jason was silent.

Teacher Siwa is right. He stabbed almost every teammate in the back today. Unless he kills everyone here, Red Hood's reputation as a rebel will be spread. [Red Hood] The identity can no longer be used in the dark world.

But... this is under normal circumstances.

Jason and Siwa looked at each other.

Ms. Siwa’s eyes were cold.