Chapter 15 National Guard

Chen Tao was flying over the rooftops, turning back into legs when he encountered wide places, and turning into wheels when he encountered flat places. Bane tried his best but couldn't catch up with him.

Fight? Fight, how can I beat him? I'll just run away.

The speed reached 70 miles per hour, and I felt free and easy. What Bane, what rockets, all of them were just exhaust.

"Bane, aren't you going to chase me anymore?"

The pale man nicknamed Zombie was carrying a rocket launcher, sweating coldly, and his face was bruised and purple.

Just now, he was too excited to chase Bane and left Bane too far, and was punched in the face by the dinosaur.

How dare you hinder my escape!

——If Bane hadn't come to pick him up, he would probably be in the intensive care unit now.

Damn it! He had never seen someone who could run so fast in his life... Well, it was the dinosaur, and he had never seen such a weird thing.

The expressions on the faces of Bane's other two men, the caveman and the birdman, were no different from the zombies, with a sour face - not only could they not catch up, but they were always shot by the dead shooter. This was no fun. Hearing that Bane finally said he would not chase, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Bane stood quietly in the middle of the street, looking up at the roof where Batman escaped, like a teenager who opened his arms and embraced the cool evening breeze in the evening full of fireflies on a midsummer night.

"Caveman, the situation has changed."

His subordinate nicknamed Caveman wiped the cold sweat on his head: "Understood, Bane. I will submit a comprehensive analysis report on Batman's weakness and unknown abilities to you immediately."

"No, there is no need, we have to start a new plan. But we need time. Find something for Batman to do so that he has no time to trouble us."

Bane's voice was obviously very low, but the tone gradually became higher, like a beast that tasted fishy smell, and like a girl singing softly calling her beloved lover.

"Batman ran away because he was not sure he could beat me, and coincidentally... I was the same. I wanted to test his strength, but he didn't give me the chance - he was more cautious than I thought."

He leaped up and rose and fell between the houses like a comet. The sirens in the distance were high-pitched for him, just like the low hum of the Jews when Moses parted the sea.

"The way of war is changing... Everyone, get ready. Keep in touch with the radio."

"Also. Don't clash with the police. It would be bad if you damage the streets. After all... this will eventually be my city."

On the other side.

Baji.

After more than half an hour of high-speed sprinting, the Deadshot, the Cheshire Cat Killer Croc and the Ventriloquist were thrown into a small alley by Chen Tao. The fight and chase just now seemed like a dream.

"Hmm..."

Head, empty.

Thinking, stagnant.

The Cheshire Cat said dazedly, "I don't remember Batman knowing this."

"It's obvious that the guy hesitated for a long time between being Batman or Dinosaur Man." Death Shooter grinded his bloody teeth and told a cold joke.

"So, are we just thrown here?" Killer Croc yelled, "Where's the employer? Where's Batman? Where's my money?"

Death Shooter didn't care about Killer Croc's yelling. This time he was really thinking from the bottom of his heart not to take this mission.

Look at what he met - Bane, Batman, and the superpower called Tattoo Man. If it was a few years ago, no matter how big the trouble was, he would dare to go as long as he was given enough money, but now it's different, he has a daughter.

When Bane touched his throat just now, he had thought more than once what would happen to his daughter if he lost him?

The answer is nothing.

Zoe has adoptive parents. When the news of his death came, his daughter might be a little sad... but she would eventually forget him.

His existence will dissipate in the clear sky like a hyacinth. No one will remember it, no one will miss it, and he will not even live in anyone's memory. He will be like a ghost, like Captain Javelin, Slipknot or Tattoo.

This is absolutely not acceptable to Floyd Lawton.

Deadshot knows very well that he is a scumbag, a super villain. His love for his daughter can never be selfless and devoted. His love contains vicious possessiveness, ugly and affectionate.

Want to watch his daughter grow up!

Want to live with his daughter forever!

Want to see his daughter get married and start a family!

Want to witness every important moment in his daughter's life!

Want to die on the hospital bed with his daughter crying!

This is Floyd Lawton's cowardly and despicable wish!

Therefore, even if he is regarded as a coward and a fool, the mercenary named [Deadshot] must live timidly.

So he turned to the ventriloquist who was still looking for his lost glasses on the ground and said, "That's enough, Arnold. Tell your employer behind you that I quit."

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Ding!

The elevator door opened.

Chen Tao took the elevator to the top floor of the Gotham City Police Department. A civilian police girl looked like she had seen Batman, and the file bag in her hand fell to the ground with a thud.

Chen Tao held his expression, calmly turned into the stairs next to the elevator, and came to the rooftop.

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Commissioner Gordon was waiting for him on the rooftop.

"I turned on the bat light, I turned off the bat light... Hey, I turned it on again, I turned it off again..."

Chen Tao tiptoed behind him.

"Gordon."

"Wow - I'm definitely not playing!"

"Um..."

Chen Tao said, "So, why are you calling me so hurriedly? What's the matter?"

Gordon sighed, "There are crazy people everywhere on the street recently, and the situation has reached an unmanageable point."

This is nonsense.

Chen Tao narrowed his eyes under the mask and waited for Gordon to continue.

"I know you've done a lot. You've captured the Mad Hatter and Zsasz..."

"Pick up the key points."

"Okay." Gordon sighed, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "The mayor has decided to use the National Guard. This is dangerous, but I can't stop him."

The National Guard is an independent military force affiliated with the state government and the only regular army that can fight in the United States.

The mayor's decision means that they have completely lost confidence in the situation in Gotham.

In this regard, Chen Tao thinks:

That's great!

It would be best if the National Guard had 400,000 or 500,000 people rush into Gotham to hammer Bane into a meat pie, and then directly strike down the dimension, and all the villains in Gotham would be wiped out and sent to the electric chair. He, Batman Bruce Wayne, can also retire and be his own rich man with peace of mind.

Gordon pinched his nose: "But these guys don't understand Gotham at all. They use the same thinking to deal with ordinary criminals to deal with the crazy people in Gotham. This is bound to cause problems... But our stupid mayor just treats this as another campaign trick."

"I am worried about this, but what is more troublesome is that they have already included you in the target of attack, regardless of life or death."

"So you ask me not to interfere with the National Guard's purge of Bane and Gotham?"

Great!

Chen Tao cheered in his heart.

"That's right." Gordon had a sad expression: "I will try my best to prevent the army from having too many problems, but you really can't appear again to irritate the sensitive nerves of those politicians. I know this is very unfair to you..."

Ah, it's not true at all.

Chen Tao maintained his superficial seriousness, but this solemnity was interpreted by Gordon as another meaning.

"Okay, okay, Bat, you can continue to participate in Bane's case - damn, as if you really won't participate if I don't agree."

"No, you misunderstood."

Chen Tao immediately stopped his divergent thinking: "I really won't participate..."

"Ding Ding Ding..."

But at this moment, the sound of the Bat communicator interrupted their conversation.