manynovel Chapter 80 The Cause of Justice
Chapter 80 The Cause of Justice
Chapter 80 The Cause of Justice
It's around 7:00 PM inside the bat cave.
The numerous Arkham villains had all been stuffed into the transparent prison. As soon as Chen Tao released them from the chip control, they immediately began to put on a show of what it meant to be a chaotic dance of demons.
"What are you doing? All of you, shut up!"
Harley Quinn, acting as a prison guard between the cells, swung her baseball bat and banged it twice on the transparent tempered glass.
"Want to mess with me?"
"Ugh—little girl," the flamingo jumped up and pounced on the glass, licking it with her tongue as she howled, "you're nothing but a clown's lackey, I'll gnaw your face off sooner or later—"
Harley immediately flew into a rage.
"Don't mention it in front of me—" She tried to rush up, open the transparent cage, and fight the flamingos, but before she could, Poison Ivy had already skillfully swept her away with her vines.
"Hmm, bat coffee tastes really good." She said leisurely while sipping her coffee, "even though it's made from the corpses of coffee beans."
Behind her, Harley Quinn, held upside down in the air, was punching and kicking the air. Killer Croc and Mr. Freeze were playing cards together. Judging from the stack of banknotes next to Mr. Freeze, Killer Croc seemed to have lost quite a bit.
"I'm glad you like it." The ventriloquist solicitously held out the coffee pot. "Robin, thank you for telling me where the coffee is too."
Tim sat down next to him, looking annoyed.
"I can't believe I'm having coffee in a Batcave one day." The penguin sat down next to him, a small dish of pastries in front of him. He popped a macaron into his mouth. "I used to come here when I was all beaten up. Unlike now—"
He turned to Robin and said, "Hey, Wonder Boy, we've finished the snacks. Go get some more!"
He saw the other man clench his fists, so he immediately said, "Hey, what do you think you're doing? Batman told you to give us a good welcome!"
Tim sullenly went to get the snacks.
"I hope you get so full of snacks you die soon!"
After he left, Penguin said, "Good heavens, he really went. I didn't expect him to be so obedient."
"After all, I think we're on the side of justice now," Poison Ivy replied with great satisfaction. "That's exactly what I've always wanted to do. You know, prodigal sons returning home, washing their hands of crime, and the American Dream—"
She opened her arms:
"I am absolutely certain that we are engaged in a just cause!"
The penguin took a sip of coffee, behind him howling monsters and demons. He said:
"I'm not sure about us..."
"Aa ...
But he was interrupted before he could finish speaking.
The screams of agony echoed throughout the entire bat cave.
The desperate wail startled the penguin so much that he spat out his coffee from his hooked nose.
He coughed loudly, then turned his head and was horrified to find Batman pressing a red-hot branding iron directly against Two-Face's face, a twisted and grotesque smile on his face.
"Hahahahahahahaha!"
"Hiss—" The penguin couldn't help but gasp.
The once chaotic hall gradually quieted down. The numerous Arkham villains who had been making noise exchanged glances, and somewhat embarrassed, slowly stopped their noisy antics.
The Penguin swallowed hard. He whispered to Poison Ivy, "Are you sure we're doing something righteous?"
Chen Tao placed the red-hot branding iron back into the scalding brazier, then said to the two-faced man:
"Alright, you're no longer a two-faced person. From now on, your name is Three-faced Person."
He brought a mirror, reflecting the pitiful two-faced man handcuffed to his seat—
He must be the former Two-Face. Now, a new burn has appeared on his face, completely covering his original dark green scar, giving his face three completely different colors.
He then pulled something out of his belt and stuffed it into Harvey Dent's hand.
"This is a three-sided die. If you roll a 1, you kill me; if you roll a 2, you spare my life; if you roll a 3—"
"Let's sit down together, have a cup of coffee and a hot chocolate, and then discuss how to deal with Bane. Oh, by the way..."
The Penguin watched helplessly as he pulled out a canister of lethal dose of fear gas and sprayed it directly into Two-Face's face: "Almost forgot, lubricant."
Chen Tao found the fear gas incredibly useful; when disciplining the villains, things became much simpler once he used the lubricant.
"Hey, my fear gas isn't for that purpose—" The scarecrow, locked in another transparent cell, opened his mouth to protest, but before he could finish speaking, with Chen Tao's snap of his fingers, he fell straight to the ground like a mummy with a thud.
The Mad Hatter's chip stripped him of control over his body; the Penguin saw his eyes darting around, but he couldn't utter a single word.
"I...I...I..."
Chen Tao unlocked the handcuffs from the two-faced man. The two-faced man hesitated for a long time before shakily accepting the dice.
He tossed it, and unfortunately landed on a 1. He immediately jumped up:
"I'll kill you—"
"What bad luck."
Chen Tao transformed half of his arm into a dinosaur's forelimb, punched him to the ground, then jumped up and stomped and kicked him in the face. After a physical memory loss process, the two-faced man was forced back into his seat, and Chen Tao snatched the three-sided dice.
He took another branding iron from the brazier, gestured the position, and aimed it at the two-faced man's face...
呲呲呲!
Two-Face's desperate screams echoed throughout the cave once more. The Arkham madmen gasped in shock, then sat quietly on the floor of their cells.
"This is a four-sided die. The usual rule: if we roll a 1... a 2... a 4, we'll go and deal with Bane together."
Two-Face threw out a 1.
"What bad luck."
"Aa ...
Five minutes later, the Penguin looked at Harvey Dent, who was standing quietly beside him, with a twitching corner of his mouth.
"Two-faced man, you..."
"Don't call me two-faced, call me five-faced." Then he heard the other person say righteously, "I've made my decision; I'm going to become a champion of justice!"
His tone was as light and cheerful as that of an innocent young girl.
He suddenly turned his head halfway around, revealing a large patch of colorful paint on his face. He rolled his eyes and made a peace sign with both hands.
"I'm Batman now!"
"Did Batman mess with your brain...?"
The penguin was about to say something when a violent scream interrupted him again.
They are fireflies!
The Penguin knew him—a super pyromaniac who couldn't control his urge to burn everything around him to ashes—but now fire had become his greatest fear.
Under the influence of the fear toxin, he began to develop an intense fear of fire, but soon he underwent a textbook desensitization therapy.
"That's insane." Killer Croc and Mr. Freeze put down their playing cards at some point and walked over to Penguin's side.
They watched as Batman would spray fear gas into one villain's face, then immediately straddle him and repeatedly strike him with both hands, and then connect a power source to another villain, unleashing a hissing electric shock. The group of men shuddered in unison.
"Honestly, are we... really on the side of justice?"
(End of this chapter)