What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 155 True and False Luthor, Tortured Repeatedly

"What are you doing, Bane?"

"I'm scanning your memory with Black's ability, Luther."

"...That means you slapped half of my mecha into pieces, but you still don't believe me, right?"

"Yes."

Luther heard the other party say: "Unless you let me slap your physical body, Batman can imitate something like a mecha."

"But didn't you say that you have confirmed that I am not Mudface?"

"I only confirmed that your mech is not Mudface."

"As for you..."

"Hard to say."

Luther took a deep breath angrily, and then explained the facts to him very kindly: "But you can also see that I am different from you. I am not a strengthened person. Without the mecha, I can't carry it. Hold your attack.

If you give one of my men the same way you gave my mech just now, I'll die on the spot.So what's the point of such behavior? "

"Have."

"What's the point?"

"I confirmed that you are not Mudface."

Luther couldn't help but get angry.

"If I was Mudface, why did I come to save you? Am I out of my mind?"

"..."

"Hard to say."

Luther was so angry that his blood surged up, and then he suddenly realized that the other party was deliberately raising an argument.

Regardless of whether he is Luthor or Muddyface, Baine has no credibility at all. The other party obviously doesn't want to get involved with him. Even if he is real, Baine doesn't plan to run away with him.

But the problem is that if Bane wants to run, he must run with the zombie Black, but he, Luthor, cannot accept this result.

So they froze right there now.

Luther took a deep breath, and he seized the time to control the mecha and repair himself urgently.

If the mecha had been damaged to such a degree in the past, he could only choose to replace it or continue to combine part of it to fight, but the nano-robot technology from Brainiac made up for this shortcoming of the Luthor mecha.

Countless nano-robots drove the memory metal, climbed up to the damaged place in just a few tens of seconds, barely formed a thin film, and filled the gap.

The energy shield was activated, and Luthor had already recruited many replacement parts through the satellite. Before these parts arrived, the mech was temporarily restored to a usable appearance with the help of nanobots.

He took a deep breath: "Okay, Bane, then hurry up and leave before Superman comes. I'll help you block Batman for a while—stop, listen to me first!"

Luther hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop.

When he said the first sentence, Bain's eyes basically regarded him as a muddy face, and his fists were already clenched.

Luthor knew that what he said was very ambiguous, as if he wanted to do Bain such a big favor for no reason, and everyone would doubt it.

So he hastily added: "I did this because I need the Blake you controlled. His psychic ability has helped me a lot. It is an unacceptable result for him to fall into the hands of Batman or Superman."

Bane's fist loosened.

Luther heaved a sigh of relief, instead of continuing to let Bain guess wildly, it is better to be so open and honest.In this way, even though they are still diverting for the time being, he finally managed to establish a basic trust with Bain.

At least this way they can work together to break through, and Bane won't attack him again.

As long as Bane can run away, he has achieved half of his goal, and then he will slowly find a way to contact the other party.

He turned his head to look at Batman, who didn't seem to respond at all. The two of them had been talking nonsense for so long, and he had been guarding against the other's sudden attack, but there was nothing.

Batman has been standing there, did he do something?
What tricks is he playing again?
Never mind, as long as Superman isn't here.He didn't have time to deal with it either.

Luther turned his head again, and said to Bain: "We will join forces later, together—"

"I heard you were looking for me, Luther."

Luther turned his head with a gloomy expression, and saw the red and blue boy scout flying over from the sky, hovering beside Batman.

He heard the other party say: "Frankly speaking, I never thought that you would have the guts to appear in front of me."

"Ah." He heard Batman make a strange sound.

"I'm not going to catch me without a fight, and if you want to catch me, you've got to fight me somewhere else."

Luther quickly made a decision in just a few seconds. He wanted to drive the large armor and lead Superman away by himself.

Then, taking advantage of Superman's inability to see through lead, he played a game of escape from a lead powder smoke bomb, making Superman mistakenly think that he had been in a large mech, and then quietly came back with the individual flying armor to help Bane fly bats Xia, so as to realize the successful escape of two people.

So Luthor's mech immediately shot out various smoke bombs quickly, and then flames spewed out from the soles of his feet, and flew directly outside.

Clark and Chen Tao, who had just confirmed that Louis had returned safely, looked at each other across the air, and Chen Tao gave him a look of "you can rest assured to chase after him".

So Clark immediately threw away his brain cheerfully, and followed in peace.

"It's just you and me now, Batman."

Baine said in a silence of staring at each other: "There are no outsiders, only the final battle."

"Who says I'm Batman, what if I'm Superman?" Then he saw the other party wipe his face with his hand, and suddenly it turned into Superman's head with a swipe, and then changed back with a swipe.

"Stop insulting my IQ," Bain snorted, "I'm not so stupid that I can't even tell who my old enemy is."

At this time, he selectively forgot that he had regarded Superman as Batman before, and continued: "I guess you must have obtained the physique of a Kryptonian by some means, and it was definitely a body of a Kryptonian just now."

"This is the final battle, Bane."

He heard Batman speak, and the voice was the same as before, low and magnetic, like a dark spring flowing through the lake of his heart, making his surging malice restless.

He was ready to fight, and he was going to fight until—

"You can't run away, Bane, but I will give you a chance... I will give you a chance to prove yourself. Come and challenge me, Bane, in the most direct way."

He heard Batman say.

He saw that the other party directly took off his hood, revealing Bruce Wayne's resolute face.

"No mask."

said Batman.

Bane saw the other party take off his top, revealing a strong, scarred, strong body that even the best bodybuilder would be proud of.

Then he turned his head to look at the zombie Black standing there quietly.

"Without help."

"Nor do I use the device that temporarily turns me into a Kryptonian."

Bane heard Batman say, "Fair fight. Deal?"

Bane looked at him fixedly, and they just looked at each other for a few seconds, and finally Bane grinned.

His smile is like a beast, even through the hood, you can see the arch and folds of his face, like the waves on the bridge of the nose when a lion reveals its tusks.

"I don't use telepaths." He took off his own hood, too, and threw him aside.

Bane took off his shirt, then stretched out a hand, pinched the venom tube connected to his body, and pulled it out.

"And no venom."

He snapped his fingers, and Black, who was still standing there not far away, collapsed to the ground like a puppet with a broken string.

"Fair fight."

An excited smile appeared on Bain's face, that ferocious murderous intent that whispered tenderly.

"Fair fight."

He heard Batman say.

Bane raised his fist: "I... am..."

He rushed towards Batman.

"You're Bane. Got it, and I'm Batman."

Then Bane just watched the sea-blue cloak of Speed ​​Bullet appear on Batman's body for an instant, and before he could react, he was punched by Speed ​​Bullet and flew out like a cannonball, like a balloon The swollen muscles were smashed into meatloaf by the unrivaled and powerful force, and all the bones in his body were broken.

It's true that all of them are broken, and it hurts more than the kneecap injury just now!
"what!"

He roared, "You said it! No helpers! No masks! No superpowers!"

"Obviously, I lied.

Then he heard the other party tell him with good intentions: "Why do you believe what the enemy says so easily?"

Bane tried to control the zombie Black, and when he turned his head, he saw that the other party had turned into a hedgehog.

What he meant was that while he and Batman were fighting fiercely, those members of the mud faces who had been defeated by him before had time to insert the medicine into his body, at this time they had already directed all their remaining medicine at the zombies Blake stepped in.

Black, the zombie controlled by the decaying black, was injected with so many potions that he became an unresponsive puppet on the spot.

Bane's eyes are tearing open:

"Despicable, so despicable...you despicable thing!"

The other party didn't even think about fighting him fairly. What he said before was just to coax him to temporarily give up control of the zombie Black.

Bane fell to his knees.He raised his head with difficulty and saw Batman who was lying to him in cold blood.

"17 years! I was alone, in a blind spot, and every night, the tide would pour in."

He whispered, telling his past, telling the boy who grew up in prison.

"And every night, I was pushed to the top of the building by the current, kicked, pushed, and lasted for a long time, when the crab and leech clung to my body and tore my flesh. All I wanted was to stop."

He said: "No more kicking, no more pushing, stop, stop, please, please let me stop! They want to drown me, everybody wants to drown me, you try to drown me... ..."

"And I... stand still!"

Bane raised his head abruptly, even though all the bones in his body were shattered by a sneak attack, he...still stood up!
But he knew he couldn't defeat Batman.

This was the end of his battle, and after receiving so many attacks, all he could do was probably stand up.

Then the next second, he saw Batman was caught off guard and was sent flying backwards by a laser cannon.

Luther is back.He only wore a suit of green armor that fitted his body instead of driving a huge mech.

"Bain, I'm back, let's run away!"

He heard the other party say: "Quick, Bane, my large mecha can't hold Superman much longer."

This voice reassured him for no reason.

It's Luthor, he's a real person, not mudface, what he said is true!
Luther rushed over and put Bane with a broken bone on his shoulder: "That cannonball can't hold Batman for long, hurry up, we have to get away..."

Bain was very cooperative and let him lift his body up, but the next second, he froze again.

Because he saw another Luther running towards the door.

The outfits of the two sides are exactly the same, even the armor is the same.

Bane, whose bones were broken, jumped off Luthor in fright.

He looked at that Luther to the left and that Luther to the right, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Bane! It's mud! Get away from him, he's pretending to be me..."

That Luther who ran in from the outside looked very anxious, and he yelled loudly at Bain: "Don't be fooled by him!"

As a result, Luthor, who was carrying Bain just now, retorted: "No, you have to trust me, Bain, he is the one with the mud face..."

The two immediately quarreled.

"Yes, yes... just now when Batman was standing there, seemingly not moving at all!" Bain supported the side, looking at the two arguing Luthors: "He secretly asked Mudface to disguise himself as Luthor, intending to deceive me."

He looked at the two of them, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Batman getting up from the ruins of being knocked into the air, then walked to the place where he took off the mask just now, and put the mask back on his head.

"One of them must be real."

Bane thought.

He had to identify them, but he didn't have that much time, so Bane directly used the simplest method.

Accompanied by the tooth-piercing sound of bone cracking, the power of the rotten black forcibly manipulated this body covered in broken bones, and he directly attacked one of the two.

Snapped!
Unexpectedly, the upper body of the attacked Luther was directly beaten into mud, and he collapsed on the ground.

"He's Mudface!" Bane's voice was slightly excited, "Okay, Luther, we can—"

Then a tube of suppressant potion was inserted into his back.

Bain turned his head and saw that the head of the person he considered to be the real "Luther" changed from a rotten egg to a reply: "It's wrong, both of them are muddy faces!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The desperate Bain threw him away, reached out and pulled out the potion stuck in his back, howling: "This...you!"

"Bane!"

Then Bain heard Luther's shout, he turned his head and saw more than 10 identical Luthers flying from the sky.

One of them seemed bruised and swollen from the beating, and shouted very anxiously: "Bain! They are all fake, only I am the real one—"

Then the Luthors beside him also said similar things:

"I am the real Luther, he is a fake!"

"Mud face, it's all mud face!"

"Don't trust him, listen to me—"

Bane staggered and took two steps, then knelt down on the ground.

"enough!"

He clutches his head.

"I can't tell, I really can't tell!"

He turned around and ran towards Batman, scratching his hair frantically as he ran, "Enough! Enough! Enough! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhah! When! Arrest me, quickly!"

silence.

Bane looked up and saw Batman wiped his face, and it turned into Luthor's face.

Gan!
Bain looked like he had seen a ghost, he yelled, fell headfirst to the ground, and then completely stopped moving.

(End of this chapter)