Peter was happily sipping lemonade.

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In the bright sunshine at the end of May, he was happily drinking a nearly empty glass of lemonade, and the ice cubes in the glass were rattling with a straw. He watched the pedestrians coming and going on the street and humming happily In a minor tune, the newly bought hat pressed his light-brown hair, which was slightly fluffed up after washing, into a somewhat comical shape.

So he looked at the reflection in the glass and put the hat on his head again.

People who know less are always happier. Peter, who was not in the store today, was lucky enough to miss the impact of a reconstruction of the three views, and escaped the quarrel between Mr. Stark and Chris about which side he was going to stand on. Instead, he sat in a coffee shop on the street while sipping lemonade with an extra portion of syrup in the cup, while refusing to be fed by the flashman Barry Allen.

Like every young man of his age, happily enjoying the good times of wasting life with good friends.

Although except for the fastest Flash in the world, and Nightwing who can hitch a ride with Flash, even if they are not in the same city, they can play as if they meet every day.

The Flash without a mask and uniform is a handsome and lively young man, with hair color between dark brown and brown, with two curls up in a mess—considering that he just ran from Central City to Gotham and then from Gotham. Tan ran to New York and went to Star City to buy more than a dozen burgers on the way. Such a little mess was completely acceptable.

This makes him look more like a student who is still studying in school, rather than a crime scene investigator who has been working for several years and can be alone.

Best crime scene investigator in Central City, hands down.

Even at this moment, his mouth was bulging and he was munching on the hamburger, the corners of his mouth were still stained with sauce, and his eyes were still looking left and right, eager to see the barbecue shop opposite the coffee shop.

"Barry, isn't it?!" Nightwing Dick Grayson, who was sitting next to them, widened his eyes and followed his line of sight to look at the barbecue restaurant across the street, his face full of disbelief, "You just finished eating fifteen hamburgers !"

"It's only fifteen hamburgers." Barry corrected Dick. "It's exhausting to run that far."

But he just looked at the barbecue restaurant across the street, and thinking about his precarious wages that had been consumed by food expenses, he wisely crossed out such extravagant items as the barbecue restaurant.

Then I ordered a small cake for myself as dessert.

Dick felt full just watching Barry eat.

He sighed, and then looked at Peter, who was still sipping lemonade on his own, feeling as if he didn't know who was really older.

Oh, it is true that Barry is a little older than him among them, and Peter is the youngest, yes, but Barry, who has a strong adoptive sister in the family, and Dick, who has a bad-tempered younger brother, are different in some respects. Maturity is reversed with age.

Dick is very good at being the image of the elder brother. He is good at taking care of others and leading others. He instinctively knows how to balance various relationships in the team and resolve conflicts. A little talkativeness does not affect his good chicken soup. The team is often in a dominant position.

Although there is currently no team that allows him to display his leadership skills, more often he is the worrying brother who is thrown out of the door by Jason rolling his eyes and occasionally swearing, and has to be in the cloth from time to time. Rudhaven and the old housekeeper, A Fu, remotely worry about the work, rest and physical condition of adoptive father Bruce.

Like a conscientious nanny.

Therefore, Dick often feels that his hairline has begun to move back at a young age, especially recently when the exam week is approaching the deadline. Think about those reference books that can reach the ceiling that have not been completed in the computer or have not started work at all. For his dissertation work, he had the illusion that his hair was falling down all the time.

Sometimes the heroes in the city appear less frequently or simply disappear for a whole month, not necessarily because of something happened or in danger, but also because of being unable to turn over under the pressure of papers and exams.Not to mention wearing a uniform for night patrol, just being exhausted in front of the computer every day is no different from walking ghosts-you must know that these heroes often miss some important courses because of various emergencies and even in the classroom. When the teacher rolls the roll, there is no one to be seen, and it is already an epic task that can only be done with all one's strength if you can keep from failing the make-up exam.

Whenever the final exam is approaching, Ye Yi would rather face a dozen death knells or other villains than spend even a second longer in front of the papers on the computer.

He would never admit that he had really used the excuse of "unluckily passing by the scene of the battle between Nightwing and Deathstroke, and the computer was blown up" in an attempt to impress the teacher to delay him the imminent deadline.

Heaving a long sigh again, Dick decided to skip the unpleasant topic of the final exam in a very college student way, and looked forward to the upcoming summer vacation, "Peter, are you really not coming to Gotham for a few days, Ah Fu wants to see you for a long time gone."

Peter stopped biting the straw, "Mr. Stark said I had to get all A's before he agreed to let me go to Gotham." The young man couldn't help wrinkling his face when he thought of the final exam that was close at hand. Not happy at all, "You know, he's still not too happy that I submitted an application to Gotham University, he thinks I'll definitely get into Massachusetts."

Even if you are prepared just in case, there are still so many options such as Caltech, New York University, etc. Gotham University can be completely thrown out of the alternatives and played far away.

That's right, Mr. Stark just doesn't like his baby in pajamas going to college next door to Wayne's site. The subtle competitiveness caused by bumping into people's design is not something that can be easily calmed down.

Dick took a sip of his own coffee (with double milk, double sugar, and squeezed creamy vanilla chocolate syrup), grinned at the weird taste, "It's a good thing Bruce doesn't care about me. studies."

Otherwise let alone straight A's, he just needs to recall his high school transcript...

It's better not to recall this kind of thing, he and Jason are not good students who love to learn, not to mention that following Batman's night watch has taken up most of their energy, what should have been a wonderful high school career, but most of it The time is spent in the dark to catch up on sleep.

——In Gotham City far away, Jason felt his nose itchy and couldn't help rubbing and sneezing. He thought about kicking off the quilt at the corner of the bed and wrapping it around his body, then flipping through the books he had put on the bed.

Just because he didn't continue to go to school doesn't mean he doesn't have good grades and doesn't like to study. Compared with that guy Dick, his grades are quite good, and reading makes people broad. Chris taught him that it is very important to never stop learning.

The world is changing, and only by constantly learning can we not be left behind.

The white milk cat named Faust by Jason squealed and jumped onto his bed, lying on Jason's broad back, stepping on his left and right paws alternately a few times, lying down and licking the skin on his chest. Mao, fell asleep on all fours within a few minutes, turned over and fell off Jason's back.

So Jason had no choice but to retrieve the yelling milk cat that fell on the bedside. After a few words of fierce reprimand, he still honestly took out some snacks and fed it a few for comfort.

The little milk cat licked its mouth, looked at Jason with its pitiful blue eyes, and begged for a delicious snack to fall into its mouth.

This is probably why this little milk cat with long white fur and blue eyes has grown to nearly ten catties in just one year.

Unaware of such a future, Jason duplicity opened a package of new flavor cat biscuits.

Rubbed his nose and sneezed again.

At this time, Dick was still praising his friends in front of him endlessly, how cute and lively his younger brother was when he was a child, he was like a living Robin bird with small wings, and now he is still a good boy with a hard mouth and a soft heart even though he has grown up. In the past, when I had to dye my hair black, I was super cute. Recently, the red roots of the hair grow out, and it is also very individual.

"Anyway, you have a great brother." Barry swallowed the little cake in his mouth, and summed up Dick's 5-minute brainless flattery in one sentence, without wanting to complain about Dick's brother filter that is tens of meters thick , decisively turned the topic to Peter, "Has there been any progress during this time? The one with you?"

The younger brother in Yeyi's mouth listened to it, so he didn't have to take it seriously. Barry had a friend who shared with him the great achievements of the red-hooded Mr. Jason Todd. After all, he was one of the friends who got close to Jason recently, It happened to be Roy, the adopted son of Barry's good friend Green Arrow.

Speaking of which, why do these billionaires like it so much?

Peter, the baby in pajamas under the guardianship of Iron Man by default, blinked, remembering the progress of his pursuit with no progress at all, lying on the table in frustration and shaking the ice cubes in the glass, "There is nothing at all..." He picked an ice cube and threw it into his mouth, crunching it, "It feels like treating me like a child."

Not to mention the spark of love being ignited, is it as good as the spark of family affection when it really ignites?

Even though you are working hard when you know you will fail, it is also very frustrating to have no results at all.

Peter looked sad like he had lost a battle, Dick looked at Barry, and Barry looked at Dick again, the two of them patted the young man on the shoulder comfortingly, and could only say cheers after racking their brains.

The two of them are not much more colorful than Peter in terms of relationship, and the methods they came up with after searching their brains are more unreliable than the other.

The three of them could only look downcast as if they had lost a battle together, until Barry dragged them into the barbecue restaurant, sacrificing the rest of this month's salary to treat them to a barbecue, and then he showed a happy expression again.

Anyway, it's the end of the month, at worst, eating compressed biscuits for the remaining few days can get by.

The emotions of young people always come and go quickly. When they are happily scrambling for the last piece of barbecue and running around in the streets of New York, they don't know at all that there is a certain moment that is thousands of miles away. In an unobtrusive remote corner, a fierce battle has just ended.

The smell of gunpowder smoke and blood has not dissipated, the gloomy and condensed atmosphere and the sunny New York are like two worlds.

Captain America stepped over the corpse lying on the ground, frowning to check if there are any clues that have been missed. Beside him, the Black Widow and Superman who joined in the middle of the way are cleaning up the mess - backing up all kinds of data and information, destroying Residual data, trace more signal sources.

Thank God this is just an ordinary contact base, they don't need to face those inhumane human experiments.

Hydra's favorite thing.

Thinking of this, Captain America's face couldn't help but tense, and at the same time, he silently rejoiced in his heart that Tony's unexplained interest in certain past events some time ago allowed them to catch clues of Hydra's more secretive activities.

It's not the small fights that are released on the surface as smoke bombs, but the real existence that has been hiding in the deepest place like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

He always thought that it had disappeared.

Tony's investigation was very covert, and his and Natasha's actions did not alarm anyone. They even blocked the news from S.H.I.E.L.D.

——To be honest, Tony didn’t have much trust in this government organization from the very beginning, and most of Captain America’s trust in S.H.I.E.L.D. came from the initial favorability of Howard Page, the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D. His own country doesn't mean he trusts the government, and accepting that S.H.I.E.L.D. may be undercover is no more difficult than accepting that he wakes up to be a different person.

Be vigilant, after all the war is never over.

Captain America rescued the last document that was not destroyed in time from the shredder. Most of the documents that have been shredded have only a few words that can be identified, such as Gotham, Joker, and Winter Soldier.

I have to admit that if it wasn't for Tony digging up information about the Winter Soldier in various places recently, and Captain America also remembered this name, it would be quite difficult to piece together the name from the association of a few letters on the damaged document.

Tony will need this information.

Captain America thought about taking out his old machine that was out of date for an unknown number of years, and saved Tony who was trapped in the government's whimsical and absurd conditions.

Thank goodness.

It also saved the government officials who were about to be taught to be human by Wonder Woman who was full of anger.

Amazon's princess doesn't care which green onion is in front of her. If she hadn't accidentally had some intersections with Superman and Batman, she might not have appeared here.

Well, to be honest, Tony was really looking forward to her beating up those officials with brains.

After all, as the main negotiator, he has to be, well, you know, a decent person who takes care of the overall situation.

For example, after Wonder Woman beat someone up, she hypocritically expressed her apology, and conveyed euphemistically, "You see, she is so angry, so don't challenge my endurance on the table, okay? Your new armor might want to talk to you" or something like that, and send those officers out of Avengers Tower intact.

The precious time saved is not good for doing something, but he still has to find time to chat with the baby in pajamas about college applications. Gotham University is definitely not a choice that a smart person should make.

Even if Baby Bruce generously donated money to Gotham University to build a new cutting-edge biology laboratory.

No Way! ! !

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