Coin Tossing Game

Batman appeared in front of Two-Face, raised Two-Face's gun, leaving only a hole in the ceiling.

"I've dealt with him a lot; you're not Batman."

"That's what Two-Face said with certainty."

"So you still dare to ignore my warning? Aren't you afraid of death?"

"If I really die, it must be fate's arrangement, and I will accept my fate."

There was no fear in Two-Face's eyes, only endless madness.

Kino crushed the gun in Two-Face's hand with one hand; the sound of shattering metal was chilling.

He waved to the hostages behind him and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, get out. Close the door."

The hostages, as if granted a pardon, rushed toward the door in a disorderly manner.

"No! He must die; fate has already decreed his end."

Two-Face screamed hysterically, pulled a dagger from behind his back, and was about to stab the black man in front of him.

Kino grabbed him by the back of his collar and yanked him back.

"If you like fate so much, then give it a try. If you win, I'll leave; if you lose, I'll let it go."

"Good."

Without hesitation, the Two-Face tossed a coin up and caught it.

It's a human head.

"I won."

Kino waved to the black man, signaling him to leave quickly.

The Black man was moved to tears.

"Thank you, Batman."

He then left quickly, carefully closing the door behind him.

Kino took off his helmet and instantly felt a wave of relief wash over him.

"I used to think Superman had the best temper, no matter how much you beat him, he was fine. Now I think Batman has the best temper, he spends all his time outsmarting a city's mentally ill without killing anyone."

Kino was filled with emotion.

Two-Face was shocked to see Kino reveal his true face; he was insane, not stupid.

To dare to do this, one either intends to kill everyone or doesn't care about revealing their true identity.

Two-Face tossed the coin again, caught it—a severed head. A flicker of disappointment and pain crossed his eyes, but it was quickly overshadowed by madness.

"What's the reason this time?"

"I asked curiously, "Kino asked.

"What do you intend to do with my life? Kill me or send me to Arkham?"

Two-Face glared menacingly at Kino.

Kino looked at Two-Face and suddenly laughed. The laughter echoed in the empty bank lobby, carrying an unfathomable meaning.

"Of course, I respect your fate. Since you believe so strongly in your destiny, how about we play a game?"

"What?"

Kino produced a bottle of clear liquid and threw it at one of the robbers on the ground.

The sound of shattering glass was crisp and piercing; liquid splashed onto the robber's face, and white smoke rose.

"Aaaaaah!"

The robbers were awakened by intense pain; their piercing screams echoed throughout the space.

White smoke curled upwards as his face continued to corrode, a gruesome sight too painful to behold.

"Sulfuric acid!"

The Two-Face was shocked; the reason he became Two-Face was because of sulfuric acid.

At this moment, his half-undamaged face was contorted with fear, and the nightmarish scene from the past involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

Soon, the robber on the ground fell silent; his vocal cords had been completely corroded.

It could only thrash about on the ground, its body twisted into bizarre shapes, like a trapped beast struggling painfully on the verge of death.

Seeing that it was about time, Kino took out a bottle of medicine, flicked out the syringe, and accurately stabbed the robber like a dart.

As the liquid was injected, red granulation tissue grew on the corroded parts of the robber's body, gradually repairing his horribly damaged body.

The Two-Face approached the robber, staring intently at the wounds on his face that were constantly healing.

Once the scab fell off, a perfectly intact face was revealed.

The Two-Face immediately started tearing at it forcefully to confirm that it was real.

"Two-Face Boss, I... um!"

The robber was knocked unconscious again before he could finish speaking.

Kino pulled out another vial of potion, looking at Two-Face with a half-smile.

"So, wanna play?"

The Two-Face stared longingly at the green potion; both his personalities desperately wanted to return to their original forms.

Stealing him is out of the question; I can't beat this guy.

"I'll play anything with you!"

"Your specialty is flipping a coin. I'll choose heads; you just need to flip heads to win. The chance is only..."

Kino counted the robbers on the ground.

"17 times."

"Good."

The Two-Face readily agreed, went to a table, and began tossing a coin.

The first one: a human head.

The Two-Face remained expressionless, pulled out the robber's pistol, and pointed it at his subordinate. There were still sixteen chances left.

A robber had a hole in his head, and blood splattered everywhere.

"Continue." Kino crossed his arms, his face calm.

The second one is a human head.

"What a pity," Kino said with a hint of teasing.

The third one is a human head.

"It's still a bit lacking." Kino shook his head slightly.

The sixteenth one, a human head.

One last chance!

The Two-Face looked at the coin in his hand with an unprecedented sense of unfamiliarity. If someone else had tossed it, he would have suspected tampering, but he had tossed it himself.

Why? Is this my destiny?

Kino found it somewhat amusing; with Magneto's abilities, he would never be able to pull off any tricks in his life.

Beep beep beep

The sound of police sirens rang out; the police finally arrived, albeit late. They usually don't take this long, but today there were an unusually high number of emergency calls.

Your time is running out.

"I know."

The Two-Face tossed a coin, which landed on the table and spun rapidly.

A human head.

"It seems your fate doesn't want you to use this potion; your chance is over."

Just as Kino was about to knock him unconscious, Two-Face shot and killed the last robber, then turned the gun on himself.

"No! I have one last chance. You should make a deal with Batman: you can't kill anyone, or rather, you can't kill anyone using his identity."

So you used the drug to lure me into killing them, then you must also want to kill me, so I have one last chance."

Two-Face roared hysterically, his eyes bloodshot and his expression almost manic.

The police outside were already preparing to break down the door; heavy banging and shouts echoed throughout.

"Sure, but this time there's an additional rule: if the coin lands on its edge, you get the potion, but you also die. Want to play?"

Kino made it clear to him that he had cheated in the coin game.

"Haha, of course."

The Two-Face laughed maniacally, his eyes filled with a desperate, all-or-nothing resolve.

Two-Face tossed the last coin, which spun on the table. His eyes were fixed on the coin, and time seemed to stand still.

Gradually, the coin's spinning speed decreased, and eventually it stopped.

The coin stands upright.

"Your destiny has granted you the potion."

The Two-Face eagerly took the potion and applied it to his body. Instantly, he felt an unbearable itching sensation on his face.

"This is a free gift."

Kino lowered a mirror and used his grappling hook to leave through the window in the ceiling.