American comics: This guy is crazy

"Unita Sensen..."

Once back at Arkham Fortress.

Allen couldn't wait to run towards the artificial intelligence Unita.

boom!

The hard and cold touch made Allen's face squeeze and deform.

"Sensen, you are so hard."

Allen looked up at the metal body that was a head taller than himself.

Unita is based on the Mind Stone, and has the ability to transform at will through the mechanical body of the Skynet.

It is naturally impossible to feel as soft as a normal human being. In short, it is as hard as touching a piece of hard steel.

Unita smiled softly and said: "Welcome back, Commander."

"Sensen, I didn't get a hundred points in this final exam. Please punish me."

After saying that, Allen knelt down and his big buttocks swayed from time to time, looking particularly expectant.

"..."

Unita was too embarrassed to know what to do, so she couldn't help but glance at the funny group not far away who was discussing something.

"Your Majesty Commander, someone is here now."

"ah!?"

As soon as he heard that there were outsiders present, Allen jumped up and pretended to be serious. His eyes looked back and forth, locking on the Joker, Penguin and Riddler, and said hello calmly: "Guys, did you miss me?"

"Boss, welcome back."

Arthur grinned widely, showing his trademark charming smile.

Cobot looked at Allen's nose and heart, as if he didn't see Allen's ugly appearance.

Edward pushed up his glasses and nodded slightly, looking like a cultured man.

He strode to the table, took out Allen's chair, sat down, and asked, "Aren't Nanawi and Sanhua at home?"

"They went to Tony's house in New York to play." Edward explained.

In the days when Allen was away, Nanaway had nothing to do all day long. At most, he could help the clown Arthur get votes, and the rest of the time stayed in Arkham Asylum until Iron Man Tony used his connections to get Nanaway. Received at home in New York.

"Maybe little Morgan misses Nanaway too much."

As long as nothing happens, Allen doesn't take it to heart and casually asks: "Clown Robin, how is running for mayor?"

He remembered that before crossing the timeline, the funny group had been busy running for mayor.

With the help of the peripheral members of the funny group, it shouldn't be difficult. They are all from top to bottom, which means that the test paper is full of answers, and you only need to write a name to get full marks.

After all, it’s impossible to spell all the names wrong.

Arthur said dejectedly: "Failed."

"Failed!?"

This result made Allen's eyes widen in shock, and he really couldn't figure out what went wrong.

Edward gave an explanation: "It's a threat from above."

upper layer?

There is no doubt that the Congressmen took action.

The share divided by members of Congress is intriguing.

Not only are the political forces of all parties competing, but there is also the Fourth Reich hidden in the dark, as well as the interests of many capital groups.

Obviously, we don’t want Gotham City to be as uncontrollable as a wild horse.

Although the Wayne family controls Gotham's economy, they rarely interfere in the governing field.

"Dry!"

The four people unanimously raised their middle fingers towards the ceiling, expressing their inner dissatisfaction.

"It's not that things haven't turned around. The newly appointed mayor is actually one of our people."

Edward smiled evilly and said proudly: "Outsiders are not qualified to run for mayor. Our goal is to be the next mayor. We are already making arrangements. The next one is bound to win."

"That's great. I have a half-baked suggestion."

Holding his chin with his hands crossed, Allen narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "The new campaign slogan includes foot baths in the scope of medical insurance. I don't believe others can control it."

"..."

The three Arthurs were shocked by Allen's wild ideas.

It seems like a very good idea.

Those with medical insurance are all middle-class people, and they are undoubtedly loyal customers of the red romantic-themed foot bath. If they can be included in medical insurance, it will not only increase the frequency of consumption, but also make more profits.

As a result, more funds will be used for public welfare projects to create image projects.

With the advice given by Allen, the three of Arthur made preparations around this campaign slogan.

Every time you return, you must take a shower.

Um…

Lilith moaned softly.

Five months later, the shameful feeling hit me again.

Wave after wave of strange feelings eroded his will, and images kept brewing in his mind.

Lying in a bathtub filled with ice water, trying to relieve the unspeakable torture.

"Damn guy, he's taking a shower again."

Lilith grabbed the edge of the bathtub with both hands, her legs were hidden in the foamy water, her toes were curled up and tightly, trying not to make any noise as much as possible.

uh-huh……

In an instant, her cheeks turned red and purple, and Lilith's eyes cautiously glanced at the vampire maid aside.

The two personal maids who served the ancestor of the blood clan looked at each other at the ceiling, as if giving them the last bit of dignity.

This is not the first time something like this has happened.

As the number of times increased, they could see from Lilith's expression that one part resisted, two parts struggled, three parts endured, and four parts enjoyed it.

It's just that I don't want to admit it due to feelings.

Bang…

There was a sudden loud noise.

Lilith suddenly sat up, and the strange feeling was gone for a moment.

"Your Majesty, there is a sneak attack by unknown forces."

Hearing the shouting outside the house, Lilith couldn't help but look gloomy.

This place is the blood clan's stronghold, with not only thirteen princes sitting in charge, but also pure-blood subordinates everywhere. Even the church forces who have been fighting for hundreds of years do not dare to attack openly.

He quickly put on his clothes and took charge of the situation.

In the dark environment, pairs of scarlet eyes revealed bloodthirsty cruelty, and they were fighting in chaos with pure bloods.

"Bloodlines?"

Looking at the sneak attack enemy, Lilith's eyes flashed with confusion.

The other party's appearance has some characteristics of a vampire, more like a ghoul, ferocious and terrifying.

The attempt to control through blood ties between blood clans failed, as expected. It was obvious that the opponent was not a vampire.

"Lilith, join or die."

At this time, a figure wrapped in thorns and wires stood in the darkness.

"Shut up, Your Majesty's name will not be tainted by you."

The pure-blood princes below took action in anger. They were Lilith's staunch supporters, so naturally they couldn't let the enemy's unbridled arrogance go.

In an instant, the pure-blood prince turned into a blood shadow and attacked.

puff!

The next second, the thorn wire seemed to have consciousness and wrapped around the pure-blood prince.

Tightening it bit by bit, the thorns and iron thorns pierced the skin, but not a drop of blood dripped out. Instead, it was absorbed and devoured by the iron blood.

"who are you?"

Lilith was horrified, a sense of crisis surged into her heart, and chills ran down her spine.

Although she is the ancestor of the blood clan, it is too wishful thinking to defeat a prince-level existence in person. She can only maintain her rule through blood.

"Church of Blood, Rose of Thorns."

At this time, a figure appeared in the darkness, looking like a body made of thorns and iron wire, with dark gaps between its eyes and mouth.

However, this was the first time Lilith heard the name of the Blood Church.

To be able to send out such powerful members as soon as they appear on the stage must be a force with many strong men.

Phew!

The thorn wire crushed the pure-blooded prince, and the thorn rose said calmly: "I hope you don't know how to praise me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pool of blood swelled up next to him, and the naked eye could see that he quickly transformed into an acquaintance.

Huoran is the vampire Count Dracula.

"Blood God Form!"

There was a trace of panic in Lilith's tone, and she could tell at a glance that Dracula was in a different state than before, and he had obviously completed the blood god ritual.

"Your Majesty Lilith, I think there is no need to think about it now." Dracula smiled confidently.

Two powerful rivals appeared, giving Lilith no chance of winning.

"retreat…"

Give an order.

Lilith decisively gave up her old nest that she had run for hundreds of years.

As long as he can survive, the vampire family can continue.

…

"I'm finally clean again."

Allen happily put on a hospital gown and a pair of blue hard rubber slippers. He looked like a refreshed and energetic young man.

Being in Gotham these days is boring.

Basically, Bruce is in charge, and Allen can't get involved.

In Arkham Asylum, all the people with whom they were close were discharged.

Of course, he thinks he has a good relationship, but others don't think so.

"Okay, I'm going to play with my eldest nephew."

He raised his hand to form a portal and stepped into the top floor of Stark Industries.

"Hello, Mr. Allen, may I help you?"

As soon as Allen showed up, artificial intelligence detected his identity.

Fortunately, Tony set up the identification in advance, otherwise the automatic defense system would be triggered.

"Jarvis, I'm looking for the lost pet Nanawi."

"Sorry sir, it's Friday."

After experiencing the Skynet invasion last time, the AI ​​model was changed again, so the smart butler Jarvis was offline.

"Isn't everyone home on Friday?"

Allen looked at the empty luxury penthouse. Logically speaking, there should be one or two Avengers waiting to provide remote logistics.

"Mr. Tony is calling."

The projection screen showed Tony's appearance. He glanced at Allen, his eyes wandering, as if he was observing the dangers on the battlefield.

"My eldest nephew, are you saving the world again?"

It's not hard to see that the Avengers should be fighting evil from thousands of miles away.

"Things are a little troublesome."

Tony explained casually: "Alan, you can sit down as you like, we will gather together later, and Nanawi will accompany Morgan at my suburban villa..."

The screen suddenly cuts off.

It should have been hit by a rocket.

"Let me do as I please."

Allen said with a mean look on his face: "Then I won't be polite."

In Stark Tower, there are various models of Iron Man's mechas, so you have to take a look.

We found the laboratory easily, and there were indeed many steel mechas on display.

Friday reminded: "Sir, the suit has an identification function. Except for Mr. Tony, it cannot be used without authorization."

"Old boy, what a thief."

Allen curled his lips in disinterest, turned to look at the workbench, and said unconvinced: "Yeah, only children like to play with mechas and stuff."

There was equipment and materials, and with his alchemist profession, Allen felt it was necessary to create a series of preparations.

Worked until nightfall.

Allen walked out of Stark Tower with a swagger carrying a box that looked like a holy robe.