"Bang bang!"

The piercing bullets flew in the almost ruined building of Arkham Asylum. A group of prisoners in their uniforms were screaming and throwing homemade Molotov cocktails at the entrance to stop the black-clad ninjas from rushing in.

Just ten minutes ago, they were still a team.

But now, they were at each other's throats, wishing they could strangle each other to death.

The reason behind this was probably because the Assassin Alliance had proposed an additional "condition" before handing over Gotham City to the villains. They demanded that Arkham and all the villains gathered here show their loyalty to the Assassin Alliance by implanting micro-bombs.

This immediately crossed the line for the villains.

If it were some petty criminals from elsewhere, it would be fine. But you idiots, do you even know where you are? This is Gotham, and the third-rate villains here are like big shots elsewhere.

You think you can bully us, huh?

Isn't this the damn method Amanda Waller used to control the Suicide Squad and mass-produce cannon fodder?

Well, congratulations!

Originally, everyone thought they were equal partners, all working hard to overthrow Batman's "reign of terror" in Gotham. But in the end, they were still being used as super cannon fodder.

Who the fuck would want that?

So, led by the furious rising star villain "Kite Man," chaos erupted in Arkham.

The Assassin Alliance clearly underestimated what would happen when a group of super villains gathered together and were instigated and led by others. It created a strange "ecological counterattack."

In the beginning of this internal conflict, the well-trained warriors were unexpectedly pushed back by a group of madmen.

Especially when the patients in Arkham, led by the heroic "Kite Man," broke into the patient item storage room and retrieved their own equipment, these lunatics immediately switched to more powerful weapons.

"Burn them! Hahaha!"

Gotham's famous arsonist, Killer Moth, raised his hands high, holding a flamethrower, and madly flew up to the third floor, spraying the high-temperature flames to burn the black-clad warriors in front of him.

"Charge! My Alice! Charge and kill them!"

The Mad Hatter, wearing a green top hat in the chaos, hid in a corner with a ridiculous cane.

He laughed happily, using his evil mind control device to manipulate a few cowardly patients and make them strap on bombs to charge towards the Assassin Alliance's side and detonate.

Amidst the screams, someone opened the door of a certain ward that should never be opened.

Then, a glowing green phosphorescent skeleton, burning all over, rushed out, laughing maniacally, and detonated his own radiation power on the spot, burning more than a dozen people to death. The lunatic was still laughing amidst the burning corpses.

"Ding!"

A temporarily modified coin flew into the sky and was caught by a heavily burned hand.

Two-Face looked down, sneered, and threw the countdown bomb in his hand towards the left, just as a group of Bat Ninjas broke through the window and flew in.

With a loud bang, several Bat Ninjas were instantly blown away by the explosion.

And the madman with a pig-faced mask swung two bone-cutting knives from above, smashing into the remaining Bat Ninjas, slashing wildly like a butcher.

This crazy and cruel scene brought Arkham's "carnival" to its climax. The "Kite Man," leading the prisoners in their counterattack, knocked down several black-clad warriors with the two police batons he had taken.

Watching this scene, Two-Face whistled.

This big shot in the Gotham underworld, who had a "certain status," had a different expression on his unique two-faced face that could scare people to death. He said:

"Charles, your performance tonight proves that you are definitely not the third-rate character that the outside world claims you to be. In fact, I have always felt that the Joker's evaluation of you is biased.

I think you are capable of becoming a rising star in Gotham's criminal world!

How about this, after we get out of here, I can give you a prominent position in my gang."

Although Two-Face was still dressed as a prisoner, he already had the aura of a big shot. His eyes on his eerie face rolled and stared at Kite Man, who had dropped the blood-stained batons, and said:

"I need talented people like you! We can join forces and establish a huge empire in this chaotic Gotham. Let's strive for more and become stronger!

Poor Batman has already been taken care of by the Assassin Alliance. Look at how chaotic it is here, and he still hasn't shown up!

Tch, that nuisance might already be dead.

This is the perfect opportunity for you ambitious young people to rise!"

"I don't see it that way."

"Kite Man" raised his hand and looked at the rapidly vibrating wristwatch.He took a step back and pushed the Two-Face a few steps back with his hand. He looked at the countdown on his watch, which had less than ten seconds left.

Then, as he took off his own green villain uniform, he said softly to the Two-Face who had invited him, "I think Batman is not dead, but has been watching you all along. He is like the legend of those rumors, lurking in the darkness like a ghost, observing every move here."

"You're exaggerating. Batman is not as terrifying as you think."

The Two-Face thought that the Kite Man was afraid of Batman.

He reached out and put his hand on the Kite Man's shoulder, confidently soothing him in a low voice, "We don't have to be afraid of him! He is not as terrifying as he appears. Well? What's that sound?"

A piercing whistle came from the sky, and the Two-Face, who was busy recruiting capable henchmen, looked up in confusion.

Then he saw a strange black iron canister falling from the sky, breaking through the skylight on the top floor and falling straight in front of him and the Kite Man.

It was a solid black canister over two meters tall, which made a cracking sound as it landed. It opened a seam on the outside, revealing two handles and a pedal-like device.

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In the astonished gaze of the Two-Face, the "Kite Man" stepped forward, grabbed the handle, and stepped on the pedal. In the next instant, many automatic mechanisms started operating inside the canister.

With a clattering sound, a set of mechanical-style titanium alloy black Batman armor was put on the "Kite Man."

At the same time, under the precise control of the master, the duration of the compound potion ended. When the "Kite Man" raised his head again, the dumbfounded Two-Face saw the familiar cold and stern chin.

"Ah!"

The Two-Face screamed like a frightened girl.

He didn't even know why he screamed.

He just stupidly stared at the Batman's armor on the Kite Man, which continuously opened and closed the iron armor leaves to fit tightly on the body that had returned to the master's physique.

With the fully armed Batman walking out of this portable armor storage device, the black bat cape was also connected to his shoulders.

"Ah!"

The Two-Face screamed again.

This time, the sound was filled with anger at being fooled and a trace of the original fear that he thought he had forgotten but had always existed in his heart.

This scene made a fleeting smile appear on the corner of the master's mouth. Then, in his signature hoarse voice, he said, "I told you! I have always been by your side. Now, Harvey, go back to your ward! Otherwise, I will use the 'old method' to send you back."

"Ding."

Under the master's gaze, the Two-Face tossed the coin in his hand and caught it again. He glanced at the front of the coin, sneered, and threw away the pistol he had snatched, saying, "You're lucky this time. Let's continue playing next time! Damn 'Kite Man'! Where did you hide Charles?"

"Look up!"

The master said.

The Two-Face looked up and saw the real Kite Man controlling a group of bat drones flying past the broken skylight.

"Shit!"

The Two-Face cursed.

But when he lowered his head again, Batman was no longer in front of him.

He complained, grumbled, and walked back to his underground ward, bypassing the bodies scattered on the ground. The coin told him that he should listen to Batman now.

The coin never makes mistakes.

The coin never deceives.

Damn Batman, you're lucky tonight!

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"Batman really appeared? And he has been among those crazy villains all along?"

On the rooftop of Arkham Asylum, where a towering launcher had been set up like a rocket, Talia sighed upon receiving the latest information from below.

She was not surprised by this result.

It could even be said that she expected it.

There was no way around it. The man she had deeply loved and longed for was so extraordinary, seemingly never failing or willing to disappear.

Even when he was thrown into hell, he could climb out step by step. He was truly a person to be feared from the bottom of one's heart.

"It doesn't matter. The plan is already in its final stage."

Mr. Sandstorm, who was beside Talia, didn't care much.

Although he had been lurking in this world for a long time and knew of Batman's reputation, he did not believe that Batman was unbeatable. In fact, he was absolutely confident that he could defeat that mysterious man in a one-on-one battle.

Not to mention that his team members were rushing to Gotham from all over North America.

Once the Six-Headed Snake Squad gathered, even if another superhero of the same level as Batman appeared, they would be able to defeat him."Father and I will stay here to prepare for the launch program. The Crimson Knight may not be able to stop Batman and his Bat Family, so I have to trouble you, Mr. Sandstorm," Talia said apologetically. Mr. Sandstorm waved his hand, indicating that it was unnecessary.

Since it was a prearranged cooperative organization, it was unnecessary to make the relationship too tense if Talia was to help manage this subsidiary world in the future.

He transformed into a sandstorm and disappeared from the spot, preparing to capture the disruptive Batman. However, as he leaped over the main body of Arkham Asylum, Mr. Sandstorm suddenly frowned.

In the next instant, his figure appeared in front of Mason, who was climbing the stairs, as if the sand was converging.

"Didn't I tell you to leave? Cerberus!" he said sternly. "Why did you come back?"

"I came to deliver a message, Mr. Sandstorm!" Mason wiped the sweat from his forehead and urgently said to Mr. Sandstorm, "You need to leave quickly! Things are not going well!"

"Hmm?"

Mr. Sandstorm, with a skeptical expression under his mask, then saw Mason throw him a specially made bat-shaped communicator. When he took a look at it, he found that the Justice League had already issued the order for all members to gather and assigned them to different parts of the world.

This news instantly stunned Mr. Sandstorm.

"We've been exposed!"

Mason said in a low voice, "Luckily, I managed to infiltrate the Bat Family and maintain a good relationship with them. And because I rescued Nightwing tonight, they included me in the operation as well.

You've been deceived by Batman!

He hasn't been injured at all!

His disguise is just to gather enough evidence to convince others. Now he has obtained what he wants. The entire Justice League has been mobilized, and the most powerful group of superheroes in the world has begun to move to different parts of the world!

Mr. Sandstorm, there is a traitor among you!

You've been deceived by that cunning woman!"

"Who?"

Mr. Sandstorm said in confusion, "Who deceived me?"

"Talia Al Ghul!"

Mason said firmly, "Don't you know she has a son?"

"I know, and I have already promised to include Damian in my reserve team."

The more Mr. Sandstorm listened, the more confused he became. Then he heard Mason grab his hand and say in a deep voice, "But you definitely don't know that Damian's father is Batman! That woman has always stood by Batman's side. She is not loyal to the League of Assassins at all!

Oh my god!

Your intelligence personnel should be dragged out and fed to Batman!

You didn't even know such a crucial piece of information?

Talia just sent her son to the Batcave. I saw with my own eyes that the child has been well protected in Batman's base.

Let's go!

This was a trap against you from the beginning!

The Justice League just wants to wipe you out, and they are doing it now. It's too late."

"Click"

Mr. Sandstorm crushed the communicator in his hand.

A sense of shame and being deceived and manipulated surged in the heart of this B-level member, but what followed was a deep sense of crisis.

However, before he could give the retreat order to his team members, his left arm tattoo flashed.

Under Mason's gaze, a scream echoed between the two of them, a voice of a woman that sounded painful and anxious:

"Captain! Run! Run fast! Superman is chasing us! Hank is already dead. Superman crushed his heart! Cheshire released Tyamat, but it couldn't stop that Kryptonian bastard!

Oh no!

Cheshire detonated a biological bomb, but Superman was unharmed!

He's coming towards me!

Run!"

The communication of the Six-Headed Snake Squad was terminated.

Mr. Sandstorm trembled all over, grabbing his arm and calling out, "Storm? Storm! Answer me! Damn it! Answer me!"

"Go!"

Mason pushed the stunned Mr. Sandstorm and the latter gritted his teeth, saying, "The World Gate of the Six-Headed Snake Squad is on Storm. If she can't escape, I have no way out, fuck! How did things go wrong all of a sudden?

I must-"

"Beep"

A strange light sound came from Mr. Sandstorm's belt. He took out something like a compass, and there was a small light dot on it that was rapidly extinguishing.

Mr. Sandstorm took a deep breath, trembling, and said, "The captain of the 'Green Chaos' Squad is dead. They were supposed to be operating in London."

"It must be Wonder Woman's doing!"

Mason stifled a laugh in his heart and put on a shocked expression. He said, "I heard that her activities are focused in London. This squad is really unlucky, running into her. You should leave quickly, don't let Batman find you.""The most important thing is, don't get me involved!

I'm taking a risk to bring you this news!"

"Don't worry, it won't affect you, Cerberus."

The series of unexpected events made Mr. Sandstorm a bit overwhelmed. He tried to calm himself down, glanced at Mason, and said:

"Where is your World Gate? I need to borrow it. I promise you'll be well compensated!"

"It's at the Iceberg Bar! In Gotham City, on Glacier Avenue, it's in the top floor compartment."

Mason quickly blurted out the location.

Mr. Sandstorm nodded and without hesitation, he transformed into a sandstorm and disappeared into the night, which was bustling yet chilling as hell.

After Mr. Sandstorm's presence completely vanished, Mason carefully checked his surroundings and himself. After confirming that there were no surveillance forces around, he casually touched the lapel pin of the Eye of Hell and sent a message to Zha Kang.

A minute later, a scream from Constantine echoed again in the Justice League's communication network:

"Guys, I saw someone running out from the alternate plane! He must have sensed your actions and went to the material world to meet his evil brethren.

His landing point is in Gotham City!

Who's there?

Be careful not to get caught by him, that sand-transforming guy is extremely dangerous!

You must use lethal weapons!"

A few seconds later, an indifferent voice responded in the network:

"This is Green Arrow. Target information received, I will start the hunt!"

(End of Chapter)