What bad intentions could Batman have?.

Nightwing thought he was blinded.

He blinked. Batman's face still had the same solemn expression as it had in the past.

"I'm really blinded..."

This was the first thought in Yeyi's mind after he got up from the ground with his buzzing head in his arms. Then he immediately thought subconsciously:

"God, if I jumped up and fell headfirst because I was so surprised, that would probably be up for funniest death of the year."

Nightwing stood up from the ground.

He heard Deathstroke sneer. Normally, this level of ridicule would not shake his mind at all, but at this time, the place was full of other villains. In full view of everyone, how will they arrange him?

"Oh, you are Nightwing, the one who almost jumped up and fell to death when he saw the clown."

Gan!

Yeyi forcibly controlled his thoughts, not to let them get into such a social death scene.

Batman is seen dragging the Joker.

"hahahahahahahaha!"

Nightwing was glad that the laughter came from the Joker. Even though he was wearing a straitjacket and being dragged along the ground like a dog by a collar, he still burst into hysterical laughter.

"Oh, little bat, what kind of wind is it that makes you take me out of the love nest you built for me?"

"Ah, let me guess, now I...ah no, the situation we are facing is - ah hoo, ah hoo, hahahahaha!"

"You want to ask me for help?"

This is so normal, totally Joker-esque. Among a lot of horror villains who say "Batman is my good friend", even a perverted murderer like the Joker seems to have become more friendly. At least he is still as crazy and evil as before.

Nightwing thought silently. After a brief moment, he had roughly guessed the current situation.

After "cooperating" with Batman for so many years, Dick thinks he knows Batman better than anyone else. Let's put it this way, as soon as Batman sticks his butt, he knows that Batman is going to...

Well, all in all, Batman has never been a pedantic person. Over the years, Batman has not cooperated with villains under the premise of facing greater crises.

Deathstroke, Mr. Freeze, the Man-Faced Bat...

This time, the crisis he faced was just a little bit bigger, so the villains Batman found to cooperate with him were also a little bit more.

Is this a thing? obviously.

totally not!

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Nightwing heard another burst of hysterical laughter, and he continued to think:

But how exactly can clowns help us? Ever since Jason died, Bats haven't always been...

Yeyi's thinking suddenly stopped.

and many more.

He raised his head and saw Batman squatting in front of the Joker, grinning under his mask, and letting out a burst of laughter that was even more authentic than the Joker's.

The Joker stopped laughing and stared at Batman coldly.

Nightwing was dumbfounded, and he looked at Batman blankly.

Chen Tao stopped smiling, stood up, and said, "Aren't you crazy?"

"you……"

Before the Joker could finish speaking, he was hit in the face with a heavy punch from Batman. The punch directly broke the bridge of his nose, causing his pointed nose to bend to the side like a broken straw.

"I don't plan to cooperate with you, Joker." The Joker heard Batman's cold voice. He didn't know how the other person with a body temperature of 37 degrees could say such cold words: "I just plan to use you, scum."

He said without looking back: "Bain, give me your hand and help me hold this guy, okay? I'm a little sick."

The clown's eyes widened. He saw Bane walking out of the crowd and pulled his reins obediently.

The opponent still looks like a strong man with a hood and a cold face. If you ignore the fact that he is following Batman's orders at this time, he must look very intimidating.

Nightwing watched numbly as Bane took away the clown who was still yelling in a Robin manner, and then slapped the opponent twice with great force - the ancestral Robin style of violent law enforcement.

"You actually hit me! Only Batman can hit me! Only Batman can hit me!" the clown screamed:

"Oh, you're dead, you're absolutely dead!"

Bain led him around the Batcomputer and walked into the small room next to him. Beside him, zombie Black followed step by step.

Nightwing knew that small room. It was shabby and old, covered with cobwebs. It was hot in summer and cold in winter. It only had a small, shabby and old bed and a small table.

That was his room, or rather his former room, where he had lived for a while - even though the Batcave wasn't the one underneath Wayne Manor, it was still one of the largest sub-bases in Gotham City. one. In his childhood, he often slept one night in this base after his night patrol.

But now, this place seems to have been transformed into some kind of prison by Batman, and Nightwing is sure that his little bed is no longer in it.

Before the weird emotions could ferment in Robin who was preparing to feel nostalgic, a sudden noise attracted his attention again.

Nightwing saw the ventriloquist in a maid outfit following him. The other party's appearance was too magical. Just as Nightwing was about to say something, he felt a pair of hands on his shoulders. He turned his head, and the person in front of him was Alfred wearing a candle hood.

He leaned down and whispered in Yeyi's ear:

"Master Yeyi, please come here and let me briefly explain the situation..."

Nightwing was a little surprised: "Ah...one penny? You..." He wanted to say something else, but Alfred dragged him away.

The villains stopped paying attention to him and began to gather towards Batman.

The Batman who felt familiar yet strange to Nightwing began to speak.

"Dear scumbags, I have brought you the pardon issued by the President of the United States, as long as you are willing to do it for the sake of the earth..."

Nightwing, who was pulled into the corner, heard Batman say on the stage:

"We must protect our planet. In the face of the righteousness of the planet, all problems are no longer problems..."

Alfred whispered to him: "Bruce...Something has changed in Bruce. I don't know how to tell you, Master Dick. But all in all, he is Bruce, our Bruce."

"What are you talking about?" Nightwing also answered him in a low voice. His voice was slightly sharp because it was too low: "Are you crazy, Alfred?"

Alfred was silent for a while, and then said firmly: "You don't understand, Master Bruce is retiring. This is the final journey."

"I don't see him retiring at all," Dick said. "And I don't think Bruce can retire. Heck, you got me involved. I don't think he is Bruce."

His voice became slightly serious: "At least the Batman in front of me is not the Bruce I know. Tell me, what happened?"