Chapter 168 Bane: Joker, guess who wasn't invited?

Chapter 168 Bane: Joker, guess who wasn't invited?

Dark and gloomy.

This is the Batcave. Countless people have imagined the scene here, but few people have really seen it - once.

At this time, this place has been visited by countless villains, and its mysterious veil has been completely removed.

In the cell, the Joker's mouth and nose were covered with blood, and he was tied to a bed.

Ten seconds after being brought into the room by Bane, he launched a surprise attack, trying to hurt Bane and break free from the cage, but he obviously underestimated Bane's force.

The opponent broke his nose with just one punch, and this was when he was holding back. Otherwise, with Bane's punch force exceeding tens of tons, this one punch would be enough to crush his forehead. A normal person would probably faint immediately from the pain of such an attack, but the Joker looked normal.

His head was fixed and could not turn, so he turned his eyelids up and watched Bane's actions as much as possible.

He was very unhappy.

The Joker should have known that he couldn't have been the only one to visit the Batcave over the years, just as he knew that the tree-lined path that many people yearned for was actually covered with white frost every morning and evening.

But knowing is one thing, and seeing it with your own eyes is another.

So he was very unhappy, very, very unhappy.

However, the Joker did not choose to show this emotion.

"Oh my, look. Who is that?"

Bane ignored him, and the Joker said to himself:

"Isn't this our dear strong piece of meat, our Ronnie Coleman? Look at you. Staggering in your exaggerated armor, pretending to be a super powerful criminal."

(Note: Ronnie Coleman, a famous bodybuilder, eight-time Olympia champion, broke his spine in his later years and had to have 10 screws fixed, but it still couldn't stop him from sitting in a wheelchair. Here the Joker is mocking Bane for kowtow to Batman, and also means that the other party failed to break Batman's spine because his own spine was broken once.)

"Don't tell me your brain is enhanced by venom, or just a few grams of weight?"

"Tell me, Bane, do you think Batman really treats you as an equal partner? Or are you just his useful little toy?

"I guess you pray secretly every day, hoping that Batman will trip over a banana peel so that you can take his place! Poor Bane, your loyalty can only bring you the whip and ridicule of Batman, and I, the Joker, only need one chance to make that bat head roll to hell! "

Bane was indifferent. He knew that the Joker had never thought that these clumsy alienations and ridicules could shake his mind from the beginning to the end. These were just means to distract his attention. He blinked his eyes, always paying attention to whether the other party had the possibility of escaping the straitjacket.

The Joker continued to shout crazily:

"People say you are a 'powerful stupid monster', which seems to be half right. Is your IQ as developed as your muscles? Or are you just thinking about the next opportunity to smash the wall? "

Bane had a blank expression on his face, and he was sorting out the things in his hands. The Joker seemed to have given up trying to persuade him. He deflected his eyes as much as possible and saw a lot of needles and threads in Bane's bag.

"Do you want to thread the needle, synthetic muscle oil? You are very good at sewing?"

"Batman sent you to do this? Wow, what are you going to do? Hey, can't we chat more like classmates?"

Bane put on surgical gloves and then put on a mask. The Joker guessed what he was going to do, and a twisted smile appeared on his face.

"I'm like a bird full of expectations, my belly button is opening and closing in anticipation."

Bane didn't say anything, he came over and grabbed the Joker's hair, and then the masked sturdy man picked up the scalpel, cut the skin of the dragon fruit with his hands and feet, and then with a little force, peeled off the dragon fruit skin completely.

"Oh, this hurts me to death, veal. "

The Joker's eyes rolled around. As his neck was blocked from turning, he could only let the blood drip like melted ice cream, making his face sweat like a hot day.

Bane didn't take any anesthesia, and the pain that was enough to make a person faint seemed to be completely unnoticeable to the Joker.

No, he felt it.

Bane observed the expression on the other's face. The twitching physiological reaction would not lie, but he didn't want to show pain in front of him. Pain in front of Bane It does not make the Joker feel happy, and most importantly, there is no fear at all. Bane once again carefully evaluated the Joker's mental state in his mind. He realized that even if the other party felt pain, this pain would not induce any negative emotions at all, but would stimulate positive emotions. He just didn't want to show it now. Simply put, the Joker was in pain, but he was very happy, but because the person in front of him was not Batman, he didn't want to show it to Bane. What a twisted pervert. Bane shook his head and shouted to the side: "Give me the saw!" The diligent maid Arnold quickly brought the chainsaw. The ventriloquist used a tray for cakes to carry the circular chainsaw. The action was as elegant as holding a small dessert after dinner. The Batman toy doll in his hand shouted: "Beautiful, so beautiful! This beautiful chainsaw!" Bane could no longer stand this sick old maid.

He took the circular electric saw, and then knocked the ventriloquist on the forehead. After letting the other party walk away with his head covered and a question mark on his face, he carefully cut open the skull under the clown's scalp, and his movements were as gentle as cooking a dish of hot oil monkey brain.

He said: "This is my first time to do brain surgery. Although I have self-taught for a while, I originally wanted to learn for a longer time before actually operating it."

"Oh." The clown said: "I am really scared... err err err err err!"

The next second, Bane fixed countless tiny metal wires connected to the computer on his brain, and each area was connected to one. He used glue to roughly stick these metal wires on. The movements were simple and rough. Any medical student would be dumbfounded when seeing such a random operation.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

The clown screamed like a siren, and the ventriloquist in a maid costume carefully operated the huge computer next to him. He said: "Almost done."

Bane nodded, and then the bald Blake with ulcers on his face walked in from outside.

He regained his composure in an instant, and Bane was a little confused about whether his howl just now was really painful or fake.

"Wow, what is this Chick Babos for?"

(Note: Chick, a member of the famous American comedy duo, is a bald head like Black without hair.)

Bane manipulated Black to walk to the side of the huge computer.

Then he walked to the clown's bed, and as expected, he found that the clown's restraints were slightly cut. It seemed that he had just tried to cut the corset under the pretext of howling in pain.

Bane reinforced it again.

"Oh, come on, muscle man. This is boring." The clown said.

Ventriloquist Arnold kept tapping on the computer, and then said:

"It's ready, Bane, each connection line has been connected to a part of the clown's brain."

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Bane ignored the strange sound made by the clown, he took out a piece of cloth and stuffed it into the clown's mouth, and by the way, he broke a few of the clown's teeth with his fingers while stuffing it.

Then, he replicated the operation on the Joker on the bald zombie Blake's forehead, and then used countless metal wires connected to the computer to connect to the white jelly in Blake's skull, and then washed the sweet juice that flowed out of the jelly in the sink next to him.

Then he loaded a huge hemispherical object on Blake's head and pushed him and the machine to the corner of the room.

He turned around and walked in front of the Joker.

"Well, well... Bane, we have rehearsed this before, well... you can go out, Bane."

The ventriloquist said timidly: "Batman mentioned that I can only be in the room when it is activated."

He said: "I already know how to operate Blake, so..."

"You talk too much nonsense, let me talk."

The bat baby in his hand interrupted him: "Bane, you don't leave the fucking time, do you want to do something? I warn you not to be stupid enough to..."

"Shut up."

Bane only said one sentence, and the ventriloquist was silent.

He took off the cloth on the Joker's mouth.

"Do you have anything to tell me? Small steak?"

"Yes, I do."

Bane said.

"Okay, lamb chops, what is it?"

The Joker asked.

Bane rubbed his forehead, and then said:

"That thing... does it bother you? Does it bother you at all, to be honest."

"... Batman sees me as an opponent more than you."

The Joker was struck by lightning.

"Hahahahaha!" Bane suddenly stamped his feet, slapped the table, took off his hood, grinned from ear to ear, and laughed loudly:

"He will never fall in love with you, sweetheart, you can keep messing up his city, but he will never take you to the ball!"

"You were so happy to think you could attend the ceremony, but he just tied you here and let me do whatever I wanted to you, hahaha, hahaha, ah hahahaha!"

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you, you idiot, I'm going to chop off your organs and eat them with wine, I'm going to--woo woo--"

Bane stuffed the cloth back into the clown's mouth, and then resumed his aloof and indifferent look, as if he was not the one who was laughing wildly just now.

The ventriloquist was terrified when he saw his wild laughter just now.

"I'm fine, Arnold." Bane said.

"Let's continue with the plan." He put on the hood again, and then patted the other person's shoulder in a friendly manner: "After all, we are all working hard to save this planet. At least from the perspective of human beings, we are the same." He said: "As for the future-" "Let's talk about it later." He turned around briskly and walked out of the small room, like a little girl who got a gift. Strange, how could there be such a sense of déjà vu? ... ... ... ... "I... I didn't expect your preparation." Brainiac was silent for a while, he waved his hand and closed the useless space transmission channel. "My calculations show that your desires will overwhelm your rationality."

"You can't give up these Doomsdays. Even if you guessed that I could manipulate them, you would try to use your own means to bypass me and manipulate them."

"You will never give up such a powerful fighting force as Doomsday. Your greed should have blinded your reason. This is unreasonable."

Then he heard Batman's voice: "I am my own master, Brainiac. I am not like you. I will not treat knowledge like a miser holding gold. I use them for the benefit of all mankind."

"Wrong, you use knowledge to strengthen yourself. You are eager to dominate everything one day. I have seen through you. You are no different from Luthor. The last time you and I met, you and Luthor fought like a dog for the knowledge I threw out."

"I have read Luthor's heart. I know what is in his bald head. If he sees you now, Batman, Luthor will be jealous and crazy. You have become the savior of mankind, just like you want to be-a protector of mankind?"

"Even if you pursue For others, you can bring self -conscious awakening, and you have never been able to view your heart successfully? Can you not see your ambitions? The teammates who gradually brightened the light on the son: "You are more concerned about what my cute teammates do." "So this is why I said that I see through your essence, Batman." Brynek said: "You can hit my spacecraft alone, but you have to bring this group of so -called helper." Set off, your victory requires the existence of cheers. This is why you have to bring them. "You underestimated my telepathic ability. I am not sitting on this spaceship, I am this spaceship. You brought them to my spaceship, which is equivalent to bringing them into my clutches." He said, "I originally thought about controlling you directly, but Lex Luthor exposed your trump card in advance. Considering the crazy thoughts you stored in your mind last time, I will not be stupid enough to continue to attack your brain." He spread his hands, and Chen Tao saw pink spots on the foreheads of every teammate. Live wires and blockbuster bombs quickly turned green in just a few seconds and became Brainiac's puppets. "No one can resist Brainiac's mental control at such a close distance. The so-called teammates you brought are just puppets that I can control with a flick of my finger." Deathstroke's blade turned to Batman. He was still somewhat conscious, but he could not control the movements of his hands. Black Manta turned around expressionlessly, and the two red lasers on his helmet lit up. He stretched out a hand to grab his helmet, but he could not control his will to control the helmet to charge. Live wire's sea-blue face surged with electricity towards Batman. Chen Tao knew that they would become puppets in a few seconds.

"How stupid, Batman."

Brainiac said:

"Resistance is futile. You will welcome my victory, Brainiac's victory."

Then the next second, he saw all of Batman's teammates took out a pink pill and swallowed it.