"Bruce? Bruce?! Batman!"

The anxious shouts woke Moses from his stupor. They had just fallen from nearly three floors to the basement, and they had avoided losing their limbs by taking several mid-fall buffers. Red Hood was either injured by the explosion or hit on the head, and now he closed his eyes and fell into a short coma. After Moses checked him, he found that he was not seriously injured, and he was relieved.

"Nightwing." He put the communicator to his ear. "I'm fine. Next time, be careful not to call names on this communication channel - and, I need my equipment now."

"You just lost contact, Batman!" Dick's voice came in a rage, "Aren't you going to the party and walk the red carpet? What's going on now?"

"I'm with Red Hood right now. If you were in the Batcave, the third screen from the left would be his location."

There was silence on the other end for a moment, and then the tone tightened: "Arkham?!"

"I really didn't expect that." Alfred's tone remained unchanged from usual, but at this time, there was a hint of subtle sarcasm, "When you're not dressing yourself up as a bat, you can turn the Lunatic Asylum into the back garden of Wayne Manor."

"...This is an accident." Moses tried to calm down the two relatives and friends who were worried about his safety by reasoning with them, and carried the minor away quickly to the open space. "Black Mask planned to make a deal with an organization called the Assassin's League - the one I caught with Dr. Bruce Banner before - Hydra should also be one of the clients. Their target is a poison that can greatly enhance the human body. The three forces set the experiment and transaction venue in Gotham, maintaining a weak balance, and the gang represented by Black Mask was slightly at a disadvantage, so on the one hand they wanted to get financial support by kidnapping and intimidating Bruce Wayne, and on the other hand they were also forced by the Assassin's League..."

He recalled the name of the woman with brown hair and green eyes: "Talia al Ghul. According to Black Mask's secretary, she should be the second-in-command of the Assassin's League. She is suspicious of the relationship between me and Batman."

"As for why I didn't reply immediately just now," Moses said quickly, "I was accidentally infected with the fear gas, and I encountered the battle scene between Iron Man and his enemy, so I spent some time on the road."

But no matter how nonchalant his tone was, others could imagine the undercurrents and thrills of that night.

Dick stopped talking, and the butler said soothingly, "The support will have to wait a while, the Batplane is on the way. In addition, I'm afraid we can't help with the problem of the poison gas for the time being. Are you really not going to go back to the Batcave first?"

"Don't worry." Moses added, "The dose Talia used was not large. She didn't want to kill me. Her attack was much lighter than Scarecrow's. I can handle it."

The system really wasn't lying to him. Batman was a seasoned warrior, and this debuff was just like a drizzle, so it didn't have much of an impact on him now.

Alfred on the other side raised half an eyebrow because of what he said. In his memory, Batman has not yet fought Scarecrow head-on, so where did the comparison between the two and the grasp of the dosage of poison gas come from?

The former agent turned all these thoughts over in his head, pretending not to notice Nightwing sneaking into the Batplane in his new uniform.

It was not until the positioning indicated that the plane was about to arrive at its destination that he slowly spoke: "Sorry, sir, there was a small accident."

"What?"

The young man's voice still sounded powerful, which made Alfred relax slightly: "Nightwing just went with the Batplane to look for you."

Moses:"……"

Before he could react, an equipment cabin was dropped from a suspended transport device. Dick jumped out immediately, looked around and asked, "Batman, I'm glad you're okay. Where are the enemies? I heard you say Iron Man is there too? Is he really Tony Stark?"

Moses pulled off his hood to cover half of his face, and his voice changed: "It has nothing to do with you. You should lie down on the bed and get ready for sleep now."

Nightwing was about to answer when the Red Hood beside him groaned, covered his head and woke up. He raised his eyes and said, "Batman?!"

Dick still remembered the unpleasantness of their last encounter, and thought that no matter how Bruce tried to get him back, he would still have to rely on him to adjust the atmosphere at the critical moment. Just as he was thinking about how to open his mouth to avoid infighting, he saw the boy suddenly raise his hand and grab Batman's cloak: "Bruce Wayne! They kidnapped him! Where is he?"

Nightwing almost choked on his own saliva.

He winked at Batman frantically: No way, Boss, you can still hide your identity after all this?

His future adoptive father gave him an affirmative look.

Dick was angry. You are so good, Batman.

He had no choice but to help patch things up and said weakly, "We've already sent him away, you don't have to worry."

"Who would worry about such a thing?" Red Hood seemed to roll his eyes at him, but he couldn't see clearly because of the mask. "But Wayne was a good man. It's a pity that he died in a place like this."

Dick exclaimed again, You are worthy of me, Batman.

"Alright." The only adult present interrupted their conversation with a headache, "If you don't want to leave, just follow me, but don't get too close to the battlefield. The enemy this time... is more difficult."

The enemies that Batman takes seriously are basically tough opponents on the same level as Arkham's "old friends".

Bane is the most terrifying one among them. He is one of the victims of the government's biological experiments and a powerful humanoid weapon. He is almost invincible with the support of an endless supply of venom. What's more terrifying is that he has a flexible and cunning mind. Iron Man, who is fighting him, has already realized the horror of this whip partner -

They were fighting inside a building with countless innocent people, the righteous were restrained and the villains were free. Several times, the arc pulse cannon on Mark IV's arm had been aimed at Bane's head, but had to turn around because of the nearby load-bearing walls or weapons storage. The lethal thermal weapons were restricted, and Tony did try to fight the enemy in close combat.

Then Bane, taking advantage of his familiarity with the terrain, relied on sneak attacks and rich combat skills to push him against the wall and punched a hole in his shoulder. If it weren't for the cluster gun on his chest that pushed the opponent away in time, his entire arm might have been removed.

"As a victim of human experimentation, shouldn't you be on our side and help destroy the Titan potion?" Stark was in a one-on-two fight and had to speak up to divert his opponent's attention. "Or is this a story about a dragon slayer who eventually becomes a dragon?"

Bane snorted coldly, "I said you are not my target, Iron Man. You don't need to waste time with your words. I can tell you clearly that the Hydra behind this gang and the messy deal have nothing to do with me. I am only here for Batman and Titan."

Whipsuo turned around and glared at him: "You——"

"Iron Man was attracted to you." Bane interrupted him, "Our cooperation does not include fighting Stark."

Tony listened to their argument and felt slighted for a moment: "You have a grudge against Batman? He's not here right now."

Bane said ambiguously: "For so many years I have been trying to defeat the Bat in my dreams. It is his appearance that replaces the enemy in my nightmares - I want to defeat him and hear him shout my name when I break him."

"..." Iron Man said expressionlessly, "The contact number Batman left for me is still here. Arkham welcomes you."

"we……"

Three bat darts spun in the air and hit the target, interrupting Bane's leisurely voice. Immediately afterwards, a bat-shaped black shadow swooped down from the rock pillar beside the wall. With a clear target and swift movements, it directly tore off the two energy-supplying tubes behind Bane.

"Iron Man is right." A hoarse voice followed, and Batman landed gracefully, "On behalf of Arkham and Gotham, I welcome you, Bane."

Then he turned his head and said to the gold and red iron man beside him: "You don't know his weakness. Go and deal with the whip rope, and leave Bane to me."