What bad intentions could Batman have?.

"Holy shit!!! Death knell!!!"

Nightwing looked like he had seen Deathstroke.

Deathstroke also looked like he had seen Nightwing, and without saying any nonsense, he just took out the knife from his back with a swipe.

Clang!

The two of them didn't talk nonsense at all. Yeyi took out his double sticks and stepped forward directly, hitting Deathstroke with a vicious move.

And the ruthless killer also wielded his double knives, and the two of them fought together like a revolving lantern between the rabbits ups and downs.

"Oops, why are there other people in the Batcave?" While fighting Deathstroke, Nightwing glanced at the venue with his peripheral vision and then noticed that besides Deathstroke, there were actually many people sitting there.

God, he just knows:

Mr. Freeze, Penguin, Two-Face, Poison Ivy, Harley Quinn...

Clang!

The sharp slash from Deathstroke broke through the defensive network formed by his double sticks in an instant and sent him flying violently.

This heavy blow forced him to focus more on the battle in front of him, and he no longer dared to be distracted during the battle with Deathstroke, but he still couldn't restrain his brain from diverging:

"With so many dangerous characters, how come they are gathered here?"

Beads of sweat poured out from Nightwing's forehead: "This is the Batcave, but has it been captured by a group of villains?"

"Where's Batman, where's Alfred, and..."

"The third generation of Robin, where is Tim Drake?"

"Not good..."

Nightwing knew that being distracted during a fierce battle was almost equivalent to suicide, especially when facing Deathstroke. But he just couldn't control himself...

"what!"

Nightwing screamed. This time he failed to catch Deathstroke's knife, and the blade made a small cut on his face. Batman's inhumane training saved his life, allowing him to block it with a stick at the last critical moment, preventing his mandible and throat from being cut open.

But Deathstroke didn't take advantage of the victory.

"You just sit there and watch me fight with others?" He heard the sound of the death knell: "I originally thought you would maintain the entire venue and not allow fighting, just as you claimed."

He heard Deathstroke say: "You should all see clearly, he attacked me first."

Once the other party started to speak, the breath he had previously held was released, and his movements immediately slowed down. With this, Nightwing finally got a chance to breathe. He swung away Deathstroke's swords with a stick, turned several somersaults, and got out of the battle. He lay half on the ground, breathing heavily.

At this time, he strangely realized that Deathstroke didn't seem to have the idea of ​​killing him here. Obviously his teammates were not around at the moment, and the other party could have taken advantage of this good opportunity to kill him, but he did not do that. What are you worrying about?

Is it the so-called rule that you can't fight here? Since when has Deathstroke been so abiding by the rules?

Nightwing's mind still works very quickly. Although he is not a Robin known for his detective skills, he does not lack this most basic reasoning ability.

"Your rule is to have a villain party in the Batcave?"

He said, "Another evil plan against Batman?"

No one responded, and he said to himself: "I came to the Batcave after receiving news from Batman that he needed my help. From now on, this is a complete trap."

Although he claimed that these villains deliberately sent him messages to induce him to be arrested, in fact, Nightwing knew that was not the case at all.

It's not like he just randomly received a call from Batman from a public phone booth and confirmed that the other person was Batman.

There is a very detailed identity verification procedure within the Bat-family, which changes year-round, and the possibility of being cracked is very slim. Therefore, Nightwing knew very well that the person who sent him the message was Batman, and the other party asked him to go to the Batcave in Gotham to get the identity verification process. The base and address are not bad at all.

As for why he found a group of villains when he arrived, it must have been a situation that he didn't know about at all.

His eyes swept over the villains' cheeks one by one, and his heart became heavier and heavier.

Live wire. He knew the woman who drained the entire power of Las Vegas a few months ago.

Killer Croc, old friend.

Bombshell, this guy's brute strength is impressive.

And the most dangerous guy...

Nightwing's eyes slid to the corner, where a man wearing a diving suit and armor was sitting there with his arms folded.

He has a burly figure, and even the heavy metal armor cannot hide his swollen muscles with unparalleled streamlined beauty; what is even more eye-catching is his helmet.

It was a very unique and instantly recognizable look, and Nightwing knew that only a heavyweight could possess such a terrifying appearance.

Two tubes extended from his back to his head, connecting to the helmet that looked like a pure black shark skull. Then, as the structure on the top of the helmet that looked like a jagged shark fin came into view, the two tubes on his helmet came into view. A huge red "eye" as big as a fly's head also looked at Nightwing at that moment. Nightwing knew that a surging red laser like a tsunami could be sprayed out from there at any time.

It's Black Manta!

Would a lone ranger like him actually appear in such a gathering of villains? !

Nightwing gritted his teeth, stood up staggeringly, and said, "What is your conspiracy?"

His heart felt cold.

Robin's instinct surged in his DNA, and he deliberately shook his legs, pretending to be a forced fear. He is proficient in this kind of acting. Every Robin has been taught by Batman's words and deeds, and is proficient in all the skills that can be used.

Nightwing knew that with so many villains, it was impossible for him to defeat them alone.

So in just a few seconds, he set himself a goal for his next action:

He wants to find out what these villains are trying to do when they gather in Batman's lair, and then find ways to save his own life.

He tried his best to hit the right tone and gesture. Nightwing had never felt that his acting skills had reached such a peak: "What do you want to do to me and Batman?"

This was his plan for survival: to become a prisoner.

That's right, with just the word "we", he deliberately showed his close relationship with Batman in front of these villains, thereby trying to manipulate the minds of these villains. No matter what they wanted to do to Batman, no one would give up on him. This hostage was brought to the door by oneself.

As long as he survives without being killed by these villains on the spot, it is a big victory for Nightwing!

then……

amount……

Then Nightwing saw the villains looking at each other.

"How could we attack Batman? What are you talking about? It's too late for me to like Batman."

The words that came out of Harley Quinn's mouth caused Nightwing's brain to freeze for a moment.

He heard Harley Quinn shout: "Thanks to the old bat, I have been so high in the best dance halls in Metropolis these past few months that my calves have cramped. If I see him, I will thank him very much." Woolen cloth."