Harem With Venom In Marvel/Dc

He had tried to resist before—releasing everyone to join forces against the fake Batman.

But what was the result? Even if they all went at him together, it was completely useless. His strength was absurdly overwhelming.

Even getting shot in the head didn't stop him. He would get back up shortly after and continue fighting. The scene was like a nightmare as he beat up every single person thoroughly.

Escape? What a joke!

The last guy who tried to run was now sitting in a corner, bleeding from his leg, his face pale, eyes full of fear and despair—completely broken.

At first, the Joker was still interested in chatting with Deadpool. This guy was the embodiment of chaos, and the Joker had always loved chaos.

It was also a good opportunity to dig into his background.

But now, the Joker absolutely hated this guy. He wasn't chaos—he was just plain annoying.

"Joker, I came here to exchange ideas and learn. They say Arkham is full of talented people..."

"..." The Joker stared blankly.

"By the way, do you apply that white powder on your face every day? Recommend a good brand, will you?"

"..." The Joker remained silent.

"So, where were we before? Oh right, I remember! I turned down a colonel's recruitment offer a few years back..."

"..." The Joker's eyes went dull.

"Why aren't you laughing? Are you just born gloomy? I can teach you how to smile! First, you need a mirror—and a handsome face..."

"I can't take it anymore!"

Finally, the Joker snapped. He grabbed the gun on Deadpool's belt, aimed it at his chin, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The Joker collapsed onto the bar counter—finally able to enjoy a moment of peace.

The surrounding criminals stared in shock, as if frozen in place.

Gotham's King of Crime, the terrifying Joker, was literally talked to death by Batman.

"Looks like my friend needs a nap. Now, who wants to keep chatting with me?"

Deadpool looked around at the crowd of criminals. His fingers danced in the air, as if carefully picking the next "lucky winner."

"You there—Riddler! Let's play a riddle game. You ask, I guess."

Deadpool pointed excitedly at the Riddler who was crouched in a corner.

"…"

Blüdhaven

Early morning. Dick Grayson turned on the TV, intending to catch up on the latest news.

"Gotham's Leg-Breaking Batman strikes again—thousands of citizens had their legs broken overnight. Let's hear from some of the victims."

The news anchor spoke in a solemn voice.

"…"

Dick Grayson dug at his ear in disbelief. Had he heard that right? Had his usually calm and restrained adoptive father finally lost his mind?

The camera switched to a hospital scene, showing the so-called innocent victims, one by one. Dick recognized most of them.

"Batman is so cruel! I just borrowed some money and he broke my leg!" cried a burly man with a face full of scars, sobbing dramatically.

"I was only selling a few things…"

The next person on camera was a drug dealer Dick also recognized.

"I merely offered shelter to some poor homeless girls…"

Dick's lips curled into a mocking smile. He knew that guy too—a kidnapper he'd personally thrown in jail before.

Watching these weeping crooks, Dick felt oddly satisfied.

But soon, he realized something wasn't right.

"Wait a minute... how could that many people get their legs broken in just one night?"

The news anchor returned, now flipping through his notes with a grim expression.

"According to reports, a total of 100 Leg-Breaking Batmen appeared in Gotham last night. Where did they come from? Why are they targeting innocent citizens? Stay tuned to Gotham News for more coverage."

Dick's expression darkened instantly. A hundred Batmen? Bruce, what the hell is going on?

He quickly picked up his phone and started contacting everyone he could. A hundred Batmen was definitely not something he could handle alone.

"Did you see the news today?"

Batcave

"…"

Kino was also watching the report, speechless.

"Hahaha! Leg-Breaking Batman! Kino, what were you thinking?" Venom laughed uncontrollably. Pamela also giggled on the side.

"I should be asking you—what were you all thinking? Why is it always legs?" Kino asked, turning to the sea of Batmen behind him, completely exasperated.

"Young Master, those guys were really asking for it! Even after getting beaten, they kept yelling at us. So when we saw you breaking the drone's legs, we thought…"

"Don't worry, Young Master, we were very measured. We break one leg for robbers."

"For drug dealers, both legs."

"For murderers with prior records, we go for compound fractures."

"For kidnappers and rapists—three legs."

They each spoke one after another, clearly laying out the leg-breaking hierarchy.

"Hahahaha... Kino, you really set the tone!" Venom was laughing so hard he had to clutch his stomach.

"Pfft… sorry, my love." Pamela tried to hold back her laughter, but a smile still crept onto her lips.

"Pamela, if you want to laugh, just laugh. Don't hurt yourself trying to hold it in," Kino said with a helpless shake of his head. Watching this joyful scene, even he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Young Master, should we continue breaking legs?" Frank asked seriously, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"…Go ahead. I only promised not to kill anyone."

"Kino, what's next? Are we just gonna stay in Gotham and fight crime forever?" Venom asked curiously.

"Of course not. I'm not a babysitter. We're going to have some fun."

Kino smiled. His super-hearing picked up on arguments nearby and whispers from the underground.

After giving Frank a few instructions, Kino stretched lazily.

"Let's go shopping."

Kino grabbed Venom and Pamela. If he had to do everything himself, what were underlings for?

With that, the three of them vanished from the Batcave's exit.

Elsewhere in Gotham – A Small Apartment

A group had gathered.

Nightwing: Dick GraysonRed Robin: Tim DrakeRed Hood: Jason ToddOracle: Barbara GordonGreen Arrow: Oliver Queen

This was everyone Dick could gather on short notice. The others were either too far away or unreachable.

He'd tried contacting Batman too—but no response. Clearly, something had gone wrong.

Every minute they delayed increased the danger Bruce was in.

"I found it. Based on the movement routes of those Batmen, they all came from the manor," Barbara said, turning the screen toward the group. The map clearly showed the paths of most Batmen from last night, all converging at one point—Wayne Manor.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go take out those imposters," Jason Todd said coldly.

"I don't think it's that simple," Tim replied. "Here, take a look at this footage."

On the screen, one of the Batmen was in an intense fight with a gang.

With a single punch, he sent a man flying. His speed dodging bullets was ghost-like, and his fighting style was flawless.

Everyone's expression turned even more serious after watching the footage.

Quote of the Chapter:"Justice, when multiplied, walks a dangerous line between order and chaos."

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