Chapter 154: Hit Him First with a Big Punch (5000 Words)

Chapter 154: Hit Him First with a Big Punch (5000 Words)

As soon as Luthor arrived at the scene, he saw Black's crooked mouth and slanted eyes, and two decayed black insect limbs growing on his smooth forehead like a boiled egg, and his heart skipped a beat.

He had imagined many scenarios:

Superman killed Black, or did not kill him, or Black killed Superman in return, and even Batman killed Black, such a special scenario, he had made relevant plans.

But why did Bane appear here?

Luthor did not care about Bane who was fighting Batman in the electromagnetic barrier, nor did he care about the mud faces who were blocked outside.

He shouted to the zombie Black:

"Black, Black!"

"Roar?"

The zombie Black was not controlled by Bane and looked dazed.

The sound attracted his attention, he turned his head and saw Luthor's green mecha, and there was no light reflected in the turbid eyes.

"Roar!"

Luthor soon realized that he had lost the ability to communicate with others.

He could not help but feel that the current situation was a bit tricky.

His original plan did not intend to let Blake die...

Luthor was in a trance for a moment, and then thought silently.

In his original plan, Blake had better die at the hands of Superman, so that he could prove that Superman was an unstable threat, and then directly use that trump card to kill Superman, and give Batman a hard time, but don't kill him...

Luthor felt his head was in a trance again, and he touched his boiled egg head in confusion.

Damn, has he slept too little recently?

He continued his thinking:

Use that trump card to kill Superman directly, and take this opportunity to kill Batman directly. The other party always interferes with his plan, and he should not be soft-hearted if he has the opportunity to kill him. Moreover, this opportunity is rare. If he fails to solve the bat this time, he may not be able to do it in the future--

After all, that trump card is not very stable and cannot be used for too long.

Luthor is not worried about the consequences of killing Batman.

Over the years, the actual controller of Gotham has caused too much trouble to the government and the military. A considerable number of people in the government hold the attitude that they hope Batman will die, and getting rid of him will just be a good way to establish friendship with them.

Yeah.

The motivation and logic of the idea of ​​"killing Batman" are all self-consistent.

Yes, that's what he thought.

But Luthor quickly suppressed his rising murderous intent. Murdering Batman has never been the main goal, and the priorities must not be reversed.

He continued to think.

He also envisioned the scene where Superman did not kill Black. Superman would be overjoyed after discovering that the so-called Louis was just a disguised person by Snakeskin, and at this time, he would appear and take Black away.

With his ability, as long as he was not caught and sent to prison by Superman and Batman on the spot, otherwise the charges against him later would be just a matter of wrangling in court, and he was fully capable of dealing with it.

Black's existence was still very important to him, and the first thing to bear the brunt of it was the control of "that trump card".

The trump card he used to kill Superman was too powerful. Even as the creator of the trump cards, Luthor often felt a palpitation.

Those guys were different from the parasites. Luthor had to rely on Black's psychic ability to completely control them.

That's why he helped Black subvert the two countries behind the scenes. All this was their deal. Black needed his financial resources, he needed Black's ability, and even needed Black to be brought in as an external aid, so that he would have more room for mediation when facing the five-star building. The two hit it off and colluded with each other.

Wait, if Black was so important to him, why did he originally plan to let Black die in...

Luthor was in a trance again. He shook his head, a gleam of light flowed in his eyes, and then he made up a reasonable explanation for himself:

His purpose was to prove that Superman had a problem and then kill Superman. If Black died, then his purpose would be achieved and Black would be useless, so it was okay for him to die. It would definitely be a profit to replace Superman with him, and it would not affect the plan.

This reason is barely logically self-consistent, but it is still far-fetched. However, it does not matter. As long as the logical chain seems complete, he can accept it.

Luther's eyes revealed a vicious murderous intent, but this look only lasted for a very short moment, so short that people wondered if they had just seen it wrong. Then, he returned to his original confused look and started thinking again.

Blake supported the dark blue telekinetic shield. The equipment on Luther's mecha detected the other party's telekinesis and also assisted Bane in the operation of the electromagnetic barrier equipment.

Damn, now the problem has arisen. Blake is dead, but he is controlled by Bane. Luther has conducted a detailed investigation on Bane and knows that the other party seems to be able to drive plants, just like the famous villain Poison Ivy in Gotham.

But he never knew that Bane could even control the dead!

This has a very troublesome consequence:

The person he originally wanted to rescue has changed from Blake to Bane.

How much more difficult is this?

He had treated Bane like a monkey before, pretending to sell Blake to him, and then used him as a tool to attract the attention of Batman and Superman. This was just an old grudge.

After he sold him out once, would he still trust him and let him rescue him?

But he had to give it a try anyway.

Luther was not so naive as to think that he would be done if he took away the zombie Black.

If Black was just dull-eyed or had some other external symptoms, Luther might still take a risk, but look at what Black looked like now:

There were several cracks on his bald head, and dark red pus and blood flowed out. His skin was like dead skin, cracking all over his body, revealing terrifying muscle groups;

The most horrifying thing was his mouth. Luther felt that it was obviously dislocated, half of his mouth collapsed, half of it stuck on his neck, his lips and surrounding face had rotted away, sharp fangs replaced normal human teeth, and saliva kept flowing from it onto his belly.

No matter how you look at it, this is no longer a human being. But he saw Blake holding up a dark blue telekinetic shield, suspended in midair, which meant that even though he was controlled by Bane, his abilities were still preserved and could still help him control "that trump card", which was enough.

So now it was back to that question.

"Bane! Bane!"

In the electromagnetic barrier, Bane covered his knees, and Batman stood beside him, hugging his arms, like a statue made of steel.

They seemed to be playing the 123 wooden man game, not talking to each other, not making any extra movements, and letting the mud faces outside continue to attack the electromagnetic barrier.

Luther called twice, but Bane was still dumbfounded and did not respond, and he was a little anxious.

"Don't waste your energy." He heard Batman say, "This electronic barrier is very interesting. I used nanorobots to study and test it a little bit. The technical content is good. Before the energy is exhausted, this barrier cannot be actively closed from the outside. The method of closing it from the inside is probably only known by Bane." Luthor gritted his teeth. The mud faces outside were roaring and looking terrible, but the years inside were peaceful and the two of them got along harmoniously. Batman's demeanor, as if he was on a picnic, seemed a bit absurd in such a mess. But Luthor quickly calmed down. He turned his head and saw countless mud faces attacking the barrier relentlessly. So he said: "Bane! Bane! Listen to me!" He shouted twice, but the other party still did not respond. "I'm here to rescue you!" This time, Bane finally raised his head. This action made Luther feel a little excited, and he continued:

"I can't believe that I am standing with so many mud faces! My God, these guys are all - Bane, I will help you deal with them first, and then rescue you, listen to me, we are in the same group..."

Then he saw Bane in the barrier with an expression of great humiliation, he bit his steel teeth and said word by word:

"Fuck you, I hate mud faces the most in my life! I want to smash mud faces to pieces!"

Luther immediately raised all the weapons of the entire mecha diligently: "Yes, that's right, Bane, I hate mud faces too."

Although he originally did not intend to attack the mud faces attacking the barrier outside, since the allies said that they hated these little monsters made of mud, as a teammate, he should naturally do it for them.

And to be honest, these mud faces have no effect on the electromagnetic barrier, and the energy consumed is negligible. It is better for Luther to directly use missiles or energy cannons to bombard them.

On the contrary, if he rescues Bane later, these guys will rush up to help Batman attack him, just like a toad jumping on his feet, which is harmless but disgusting. It is better to clear the group of soldiers outside while Bane and Batman are trapped in the electromagnetic barrier, so that he can escape with Bane at that time.

So Luthor reluctantly operated the mecha, bombarded it wildly, and quickly eliminated the mud faces attacking the barrier outside.

After all, these mud faces are just dummies made to backstab Bane. They emphasize surprise, strong camouflage, and good deception. They don’t have much combat power themselves, and they can’t resist the powerful artillery fire of Luthor’s armor after it is fully fired.

After all, the imaginary enemy of this mecha is Superman, so it is natural to use it to hit mud faces one by one, like slapping mosquitoes.

"You're the one who's going to chop my mud face, right?"

Before Bane could react, Luther saw Batman in the electromagnetic barrier looking anxious: "These are all mud faces grown in the cultivation greenhouse!"

Luther felt a little weird. His acting skills were too poor. Why did he pretend to be so excited?

Bane looked at Luther, who was confused, and Batman, who was excited. He felt his intelligence was insulted and his face turned red with anger.

Luther landed slowly and looked at the two people inside through the screen.

Beside his body were mud faces lying in all directions. Their metal robot skeletons were melted by the high temperature. The remaining mud that was splashed everywhere lay softly on the ground, struggling to gather into a few balls, and still shouting:

"We're dead!"

Don't be funny. Mud faces are just a pile of living mud. Their combat effectiveness may not be outstanding, but their ability to survive is unparalleled.

Continuous high temperature may kill the activity of these muds, but Luther knew very well that they could not be killed by his bombs now.

These guys cheated even after being defeated. It was really too much!

For some reason, Luthor also felt a sense of sympathy. Mudface was really annoying.

He saw Bane limping and standing on one foot. He came to him through the electronic barrier and said word by word: "I hate Mudface the most in my life, and I hate Mudface cheating me the most."

"Don't talk about this for now, Bane, open the electromagnetic barrier quickly. I know this is your method. You must have a way to open it."

Luthor urged:

"Hurry up, I will carry you and you will run. As long as you are not caught by Batman and Superman, with my relationship with the government, I guarantee that you will not even go to jail."

"You can still move freely outside, and you don't even need to wear a restrictive anklet?"

Then he heard Bane's question. Bane sounded very angry and seemed to be a little sarcastic.

"Yes, that's right," Luthor nodded hurriedly, "but the premise is that you don't get caught. Open the barrier quickly, I'll take you away, it will be too late when Superman comes back!" He took a breath and said, "I know you had a grudge against me before, but we don't have any big hatred, and we can still cooperate. After all, our goals are the same on many levels." Luthor felt so sincere. He always knew that he was a master of lying as easy as drinking water. It was not like himself to say such words wholeheartedly. Then he heard Bane say, "I hate Mudface the most in my life. When I catch Mudface, I will use my fists to beat him from mud to rock!" Bane originally wanted to say "break every bone in Mudface's body" but he soon realized that Mudface had no bones at all. He didn't even know what to do with him. Even the threat sounded like a cold joke. This made Bane even more angry. The "Luthor" outside was still saying some nonsense like "we are teammates on the same front" and "our interests are consistent". Bane was furious to the extreme, but he calmed down unusually. After hitting a steel plate, he realized that he couldn't run away.

Whether it was Superman or Batman, no matter what hat tricks the other party used, in terms of the result, the other party defeated him, and he had accepted the fact that he would be sent back to prison soon.

But!

But!

You can do anything to Bane, even kill Bane, even break Bane's back, but you should not insult me ​​with Clay Face again! ! ! !

What a coincidence, he just suffered another miserable defeat, was desperate, and was about to be sent to prison. Before that. Luthor, who made a fool of him and sold him without hesitation, ran to save him at the risk of being caught?

Luthor would really be so kind?

Luthor really has the courage?

What is he after?

Fuck you, Clay Face again! ! !

If he really foolishly believed the other party, he would probably be carried a few kilometers away by the other party and get another shot, right?

Then after waking up, he found himself tied up in Batman's private prison, with a big mud face next to him, clapping his hands and laughing, "Ah - he was deceived, he was deceived again, he really thought he could escape, hahaha!" Then the mud face turned into Luthor in armor, then Batman, then Superman, and finally turned into his appearance... Just thinking about such a scene, Bane was furious and almost lost his mind. He calmed down strangely. "Okay, I'll open the barrier." With Luthor's IQ, he quickly realized that the other party's attitude was a little wrong, but Bane's action of opening the barrier made him temporarily suppress his doubts. The sea-blue barrier disappeared under Bane's control, and Luthor hurriedly raised his hand and fired at Batman. Boom! At the same time, the energy wave he had secretly arranged when attacking Mud Face exploded, knocking Batman away diagonally. Luthor realized that the other party was very hard, just like Superman. But fortunately, he made enough preparations.

He accurately calculated the landing point of Batman. When Batman was knocked away and had no time to stand up, countless metal tentacles burst out from that position, inlaid with tiny kryptonite, and tied Batman up in an instant.

Dozens of gun barrels of different principles and calibers extended from Luthor's mecha. Various energy restraints and particle confinement were added to Batman by Luthor in just three seconds.

The whole set of movements was smooth and flowing, faster than lightning, smooth and fluent. Luthor is worthy of being Superman's strongest enemy. Even in such a short preparation time, he still successfully suppressed Batman!

"Very good, Bane, we..."

Luthor in the mecha wiped the sweat from his bald head, then turned around and looked at Bane.

What greeted him was Bane's powerful slap in the face.

Bane used dozens of different fighting techniques in different directions in an instant. All kinds of punches, kicks and unparalleled strength were poured on Luthor's mecha in three seconds.

The whole set of movements was also smooth and flowing, faster than lightning, smooth and fluent. Bane is worthy of being Batman's strongest enemy. Even in such a short charging time, he still successfully dismantled Luthor's mecha with his bare hands!

A gust of wind blew by.

With a crash, Luther felt a chill in front of him. He spent billions of dollars to build a super armor, but without the energy shield turned on, Bane took advantage of it and beat it into a pile of scrap metal with his bare hands.

Bang!

Luther crawled out of the destroyed mecha in a mess wearing only a white shirt, and then the wreckage fell to the ground with a bang.

Bane was silent.

Luther was silent.

Batman was silent.

"Why did you hit me?" Luther asked Bane sincerely.

"Because you are Clayface." Bane also answered him sincerely.

"But, I am not Clayface!" Luther was angry.

He was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe.

"You..."

"I know now." Bane was a little apologetic, but he turned serious again: "But hit me first."