Chapter 170 The God of Fighting intends to 1v3, and the fear gas inspires hatred!

The cloudless sky suddenly became gloomy and silent. As if affected by some kind of magnetic field, it gradually became overcast.

Where the dark clouds covered the city, the flames burned up to the sky, and the terrifying sea of ​​fire also drew Batman's sight back to the evening of Kent Farm.

"Here it comes."

Batman sat motionless in the chair, his solemn expression like a mourner bowing at a funeral, expressionless.

"Boom!"

Numerous armed drones turned into ashes in the darkness outside the Justice League headquarters.

The explosions one after another tore apart the tongues of fire gushing out of the muzzle. From Dr. Gero's hand, a golden beam of light just swept lightly, and burned everything in front of him into ruins!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The bullets were ineffective, the shells were ineffective, the laser net could not cut, and the interference of magnetic force did not affect it at all.

Bruce's eyes were fixed on the surveillance screen, led by two people who looked almost exactly the same. Except for gender and hair color, they were almost cut out of the same mold.

Behind the two men followed an old man in strange clothes. The double R logo on the three people also meant that they belonged to the Red Ribbon Army!

"Is the Red Ribbon Army the mastermind behind this time?"

"No, the Red Ribbon Army does not have enough chips and channels to connect such a huge network."

Batman narrowed his eyes. He already had a guess in his mind about the biggest suspect in this case.

But if it was really him, it would be a troublesome thing to deal with him, because Batman did not want to compromise on this issue.

"Alarm! Alarm!"

"The headquarters of the Justice League was seriously attacked! Batman! Do you want to activate Plan No. 1!"

"Start!"

"Failed"

"Launch Plan No. 2. Failed. The activation of Plan No. 3 has failed!"

"Do you want to activate Plan No. 1215!"

"No need."

After some exploration, Batman felt for the first time that collecting data was such a costly thing.

It seems that there are only six plans that can defeat these powerful enemies and can be implemented.

Few! Too few! Without more than a thousand, I really feel uneasy!

Batman sighed deeply in his heart. If he wanted to find more methods, he had to become so powerful so that he could deeply understand more information at this level.

"According to the time, Stark and the others should be back."

"Let them in."

Batman knew that for his flesh and blood, even facing the fully armed thugs in Gotham would be a matter of seeking death, so he could only be an assassin in the dark.

But now he had to do it.

"Wait!"

"What is that?"

Batman frowned, and he suddenly noticed that Dr. Gero had been holding something like a remote control tightly in his hand.

Zooming in on the surveillance, Bruce quickly noticed that the two people walking in front of him kept their eyes on the remote control from time to time.

"It seems that we have to separate them."

Batman had more plans in his mind.

"Didn't find Carrot's family, Dr. Gero!"

After breaking through the defenses of the iron walls, Eighteen had a lot of fun with the little tricks Batman arranged for them.

She enjoyed this feeling, which was one of the few emotions she could feel.

However, since Dr. Gero was present, No. 18 still made her tone as mechanical as possible to prevent him from finding any flaws.

"If you can't find the person, just catch someone alive and ask him."

Dr. Gero laughed coldly. After transforming himself into a man-made man, he didn't have much emotion left as a human.

This time, he personally came out to meet the little girl who had slaughtered the Red Ribbon Army with Carrot El.

After many years, since the two children have grown up, they should take revenge together.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Suddenly, the sound of bat darts breaking through the air came from the window in the distance, and three darts were easily caught in No. 17's hands.

Not to mention the flying bat darts, in No. 17's eyes, even anti-tank missiles are no different from the foam toys thrown by kindergarten children.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

At this moment, a small sound came from the dart, which seemed to be a countdown to some kind of explosion.

Seeing this, No. 17 did not intend to throw it out. Instead, he wanted to see what tricks it could do, like a cat playing with a mouse. After all, a mere explosion could not hurt him.

"Puff!"

However, the imagined explosion did not happen. Only a gray mist suddenly exploded.

"In terms of speed, I can never beat you. In your eyes, my movements should be as slow as a snail."

Under the shadow of the corner, the bats whispered shrilly, and Batman's words were loudly read in his heart:

"So the only bargaining chip for my attack to work is your own arrogance, which makes you disdain to have the idea of ​​evading."

"The 1215 previous defense plans were destroyed by you, which is the poison that breeds your arrogance."

Batman's voice lingered in his heart, and every detail was quickly deduced in his mind.

They could not find the Kents and Bulma, no matter how many people came, they could not find them, even if the earth was destroyed, they could not find them.

This is because Bruce believes that as long as Bulma and others are still there, even if the earth has been destroyed, Carrot El will bring them back from hell.

This is the ultimate backup plan.

As for this moment, this hunting game that belongs to him has just begun.

Every time at this moment, a string would silently loosen in Batman's heart, that is, to kill.

These people, if given a chance, could destroy the entire earth in the next second.

Not enough is far from enough. I also need to know as much as possible about you!

At the same time, No. 17 felt a bang in his head the moment the poison gas sprayed on his face.

An indescribable feeling swept through his body, distorting the scene in front of him like falling into an ice cave.

"no, do not want!!!"

"Damn it! Bastard Gro! How dare you do this to my sister! Ahh! No! No!"

When the fear gas took effect, the depths of No. 17's pupils reflected Dr. Gero's ferocious appearance like a giant demon.

In those lingering nightmare nights, Dr. Groh held various experimental equipment and coldly and ruthlessly abandoned him and Lazlie's chest and brain flashed before his eyes.

How big the shadow in No. 17's heart was, how big the Dr. Gero he saw in his eyes was.

At this moment, in the eyes of No. 17, Dr. Gero's facial features were burning with fire, his face was as white as death, and his hands were covered with dripping blood. He looked like a ghost who had taken off human skin.

"What's wrong with you? Number 17?"

Seeing No. 17 suddenly turn pale and trembling, No. 18 didn't hold back on the disguise he had maintained for a long time, and hurriedly ran over to support him in distress.

From the perspective of No. 17, No. 18, who was holding him up, had all the skin cut off and blood dripping all over his body, revealing the gradually falling off nerve tissue in various parts of the body and the infinite energy furnace transplanted into the body. .

"Ahhh!"

"Lazili! No! Gro! I must kill you!!"

No. 17's eyes turned red.

Each version of Scarecrow's fear gas is different, from the earliest neurotoxin mixed into the blood to the improved special wavelength that can directly affect the brain waves and soul.

As the tyrant of Gotham, Batman naturally has every version of the potion in his pocket.

In fact, not just Scarecrow, but the entire Gotham villain's equipment will eventually fall into Wayne's hands and be improved and used.

No. 17 stared at Dr. Gro with murderous intent. The fear in his heart gradually turned into anger. The deepest fear in a person's heart is often the opposite that he absolutely cannot tolerate!

And with the blessing of fear gas, No. 17 soon saw a scene far more cruel than this.

Licking until the end, there was nothing left. It has been a year, and she said she has always regarded me as her younger brother, always!