Bai Lang was in a complicated mood.
A few minutes earlier, he had heard someone in the Chinese restaurant plotting something.
"Boss Joker, working with Black Mask and the others this time, we can definitely blow Batman to pieces..."
"Heh heh ha ha ha! What are you talking about, you idiot? How could we possibly blow Batman to pieces?"
"Then our goal isn't to blow him up... Could it be to rape Batman? Uh..."
"What an idiot. If I killed Batman, how would I get to watch the show? I, Joker, am a perfectly normal heterosexual. Why would I rape Batman?"
"But actually, that's not a bad idea... Find some people to rape Batman... Hee hee hee hee hee..."
"Ah~ Super Batman and Batman fighting each other, heh heh... Just thinking about it is fun..."
Hearing that voice, Bai Lang immediately pictured a pale-faced figure wearing a crazed grin.
Second Generation Joker.
His heart sank. He immediately took Mike with him and raced toward the Chinese restaurant as fast as he could.
The closer they got, the more clearly they could hear the bomb's timer.
Tick! Tick! Tick!
Each beat struck like a blow to the heart, leaving them nearly breathless.
Magnetic Field Power surged at ten thousand units. His feet smashed through the concrete, afterimages appeared, and the wind howled around him.
Bai Lang gritted his teeth and raced toward the Chinese restaurant at the incredible speed of 150 meters per second.
He had to make it in time!
He had to make it in time, damn it!!
He didn't know why this thought had welled up inside him.
This wasn't his city. He didn't belong here.
This was a crime-ridden city, a place where he felt out of place in every way.
He had only helped those people out of goodwill—out of the simple kindness he felt as a person. That was all.
But before his eyes, he suddenly saw the cautious looks the low-ranking gang members had given him after he killed Bane.
He saw the hopeful look in the eyes of Calvin's ghost, asking him to tell Molly to live well.
He saw John, the Metropolis native who had come alone to find his son, looking at him with gratitude.
He saw the numbness of Gotham's true underclass, whom he had encountered through Night Crow, using drugs to escape their hunger.
Everything appeared before him, including the city of Gotham itself.
Neon lights flickered wildly across the towering skyscrapers, while the shabby little houses below lay dim and lifeless.
In the instant the Chinese restaurant exploded, everything seemed to shatter like a reflection of flowers in water.
Everything shattered, blown to pieces.
Wordless fury filled Bai Lang's chest, and Magnetic Field Rotation surged wildly.
"Gah!"
With a furious roar, his aura rapidly intensified, and the power within him soared with his rage!
Eleven thousand units!
Fifteen thousand units!!
Twenty thousand units!!!
[Magnetic Field Rotation: 10,000 units] → [Magnetic Field Rotation: 20,000 units]
Magnetic Field Rotation at twenty thousand units!
Bai Lang's face twisted into a grimace, like a demon from hell.
"Batman, I'm damn well going to kill Second Generation Joker! Even if you try to stop me, I'll still blast him into pulp, damn it!!"
Batman, Bruce Wayne, stared at the fake Batman across from him.
His black-and-white eyes were filled with fury and a trace of brutality.
He looked over the scene of the explosion. Several ordinary people controlled by Black Mask had been blown to pieces.
Black Mask had already disappeared, and everything else had been blown apart.
Mike didn't know why he was still alive, but through the burning wreckage of the Chinese restaurant, he saw a familiar figure.
His father, John, lay on the ground beside a small table, one arm blown off.
A strange emotion welled up inside him. His nose stung, and he rushed forward.
The young man in a suit knelt before the old man lying in a pool of blood.
"Dad! Wake up!!"
"It's Mike! I'm your son!!"
"..."
Bai Lang heard Mike's tearful cries, along with the dense chatter of the crowd around them.
But among the voices of the hundreds of people gathered there, he picked out Joker's.
"Heh heh... Hurry up and fight... Two Batmen..."
The malicious voice immediately gave away Joker's location.
In an instant, Magnetic Field Power coursed through Bai Lang's entire body.
Boom!!
He drove off the ground with tremendous force, instantly shattering the concrete and leaving a crater more than forty centimeters across.
His blurred afterimage tore through the air and appeared on a nearby rooftop, right in front of Second Generation Joker, who had been watching the chaos.
Second Generation Joker was sitting with Black Mask, watching the explosion below.
Neither of them had expected Bai Lang to appear before them in an instant.
They knew this wasn't Batman, who clung to his no-killing rule. This was Super Batman, whose methods were utterly vicious!
Cold sweat immediately broke out at the back of Black Mask's head.
"Damn you, Joker! Die!!"
A savage glint flashed in Bai Lang's eyes as he struck at them both with his palm.
Magnetic Field Rotation at twenty thousand units!
Imperial Shocking World Palm!!
His massive arm whipped up a gale, and the air exploded with a terrifying roar.
Black Mask Roman Sionis's expression changed abruptly. He immediately tried to use his power to control Bai Lang.
His mind surged out from his head, reaching toward Bai Lang.
The moment it touched him, Roman Sionis felt as if a three-centimeter-thick iron rod were being twisted violently through his brain.
The pain was excruciating, unbearable—worse than death.
It felt as though countless bugs were strengthening his brain, while countless drops of some sweet liquid were being scattered inside it.
"Ah!" He screamed in agony, his face turning pale.
Second Generation Joker still wore a look of madness.
He pulled out an RPG and fired wildly at Bai Lang.
"Hee hee!! Die, Super Batman! I'll blast you down onto your knees, then send you to Arkham Asylum to work hard, damn it!!"
The terrifying missile shot out, tearing through the air as it sped toward Bai Lang.
But in an instant, Magnetic Field Power crushed it into scrap metal, then ground it to dust that scattered in the wind.
Seeing this, Second Generation Joker still looked utterly mad, with not a trace of fear.
He didn't seem afraid of Bai Lang's terrifying punch.
Or perhaps he had some other means of withstanding its ferocious power.
Down below, Batman Bruce saw the fake Batman across from him suddenly turn into a blurred afterimage.
The supercomputer built into his helmet immediately tracked Bai Lang's movements.
With the help of the Nth Metal and his armor, he moved in an instant, reaching the rooftop where they stood.
Seeing that Bai Lang was about to punch Black Mask and Second Generation Joker to death, Batman Bruce's expression darkened. Two thrusters on his armor ignited with blue flames, and he planted his foot hard against the ground.
"I will never let you kill anyone in front of me and trample the law as you please!!"
His black figure swept through the air like a bat taking flight in the night.
As the air tore around him, Batman Bruce activated all the electromagnetic pulse weapons on his Anti-Batman Armor.
In an instant, powerful electromagnetic pulses burst from the front of his armor in an arc, spreading toward the fake Batman, Bai Lang.
The surrounding magnetic field was rapidly disrupted, opposing the magnetic force Bai Lang had been controlling.
Bai Lang felt the magnetic field around him resisting him, as if an immense obstacle stood in his way.
Batman Bruce seized the opportunity to knock Black Mask and Second Generation Joker to the ground.
His punch wasn't enough to kill them, but if they'd taken Bai Lang's punch, they'd have been dead for sure.
Bai Lang's fist cut through empty air, and a massive shockwave roared into the distance.
"Stop, fake Batman! Just leave them to the law. There's no need to kill them!"
Batman Bruce walked up to Bai Lang and spoke in a low voice.
"You've already killed too many people these past few days. I can't let you kill them in front of me too. It's against the law!"
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