Nuan Nuan Saves the World [Comprehensive British and American]

The story of Peter, the hero who saved the beauty but was scared away by the girl's forceful kiss, was told from afternoon to night. Ye Yi never tires of repeating to others how embarrassed and helpless Peter was at that time. go the same.

And the superheroes who he spread the story gave Peter a good laugh. Of course, for the self-esteem of the young people, they also had to provide some stories of their own embarrassment for entertainment, such as running too fast and bumping into Peter. The Flash who hit the wall, or the Nightwing who was chased for several blocks by the same passionate girl.

Even Mr. Oliver Quinn, who just came to Gotham with his friends for two days to relax, actually didn't know anyone well and had no motivation to participate, had to speak at the request of his good friend Barry Allen A story about being almost stuck in a toilet by a fanatical fan - this is not the highlight, the highlight is that at that time he had just changed into the Green Arrow uniform, and finally had to get out through the toilet vent.

"Thank God I'm not too fat." The richest man in Star City said in a frivolous tone that playboys are best at. His tone made Barry roll his eyes in disgust because his mouth was stuffed with Wayne Manor special cookies Because of his fullness, he could only move to the side to express his attitude.

The richest man in Gotham sitting across from him gave a few chuckles in a timely manner, and Baby Bruce, who was leaning on the soft sofa, exuded a lazy and lustful atmosphere, even though he knew that he stayed up all night last night for investigation With the recent frequent disappearances in Gotham, leaning there at this time also looks elegant and careless like a satiated leopard who has been hanging out with a few girls all night.

It's a very different charm than when they were heroes in armor.

Although Mr. Quinn never thinks that the Green Arrow exists as a hero, just like Mr. Wayne does not agree with putting Batman on the same level as a superhero, they all just want to pull the city they love out of the abyss , Before the dawn of justice, use violence to control violence in the dark, and use fear to deter the criminals of the evil party.

Therefore, Mr. Oliver Quinn didn't have much interest in the super-English bill that was raging on the Internet. If Flash hadn't jumped into it with great interest, he would probably have turned a blind eye.

And if Mr. Wayne hadn't been able to get out in time and was caught by the arresting man by Tony, he probably wouldn't be willing to work hard to participate in the almost endless negotiations with the government.

Thinking of this, Bruce once again made a note of the alien blue guy who was pulling himself too much, and was going to find an opportunity to send Mr. Clark Kent, who had been procrastinating all the year round, to Siberia to interview polar bears.

They chatted casually, Peter sat on the side and listened to his left ear and his right ear out, restraining himself, he yawned and rubbed his eyelids that kept falling. Now it's not completely dark yet, but he already feels a little subtle He was very sleepy, not to mention so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes, but that kind of sleepiness made him a little lazy, and he didn't even have the interest to talk. He slumped on the sofa and chewed the famous cookies of Wayne Manor like a hamster. , in a state of wandering mind, only the SMS notification tone of the mobile phone can make him more energetic.

The power of love is great, and even the roses around Peter seem to bloom a little more brilliantly because of this.

Dick kindly took Peter to the guest room for a short nap. As a person who also just finished the final exam, he can fully understand Peter's current state - he just fell asleep after finishing the last exam It took two days for me to feel that my soul that had stepped into hell with half my foot had returned to me.

"I'll call you when the time comes." He patted Peter on the shoulder and said, "After Bruce leaves."

Batman's night patrol will not be interrupted by the arrival of guests, so Barry and Oliver get up and say goodbye when the time is almost up, and prepare to go to the newly opened restaurant in Gotham together.

This wasn't their city, and the Flash and Arrow wouldn't mind helping if there was an emergency, but regular night patrols weren't something they should be involved in.

So Barry was happily thinking about which restaurants to go to for his supper today. Since The Flash helped Green Arrow solve a headache not long ago, Oliver generously hired Barry in Gotham. All bills for the period.

Otherwise, according to the consumption standard of Gotham, which far exceeds that of Central City, Barry may have to advance his salary for the next month to taste all kinds of delicacies in Gotham's streets and alleys according to his heart.

Dick, who has become independent, generally has no special events and will no longer participate in Batman's night watch, but this does not mean that he will not sneak into the Batcave and turn a blind eye to the old butler Alfred. In the connivance of pretending not to see, he drives a Batmobile, and takes Peter for a speed ride that he likes most in the middle of the night.

Batman has more than one Batmobile, just like he has more than one suit, he has to be prepared for all kinds of emergencies, which is the same as Tony likes to upgrade and transform himself to build a room full of armor Like the Mark series, Bruce also likes to prepare a room full of batsuits that look almost the same but are different from each other, as well as the Batmobile and batplane that can meet all combat needs by sea, land and air.

Being prepared will never go wrong.

He is even still working on bat ships and bat suits that can adapt to fighting in space. In this regard, Tony has reached a lot of cooperation projects with him, and sincerely cooperates to give each other a major upgrade of their equipment.

What Dick drove out was a Batmobile that had just been refitted. Peter, who had slept for a few hours and was more energetic, jumped on the seat excitedly, looked around, took out his phone and took a selfie with Dick. Another long series of messages went straight to Chris's phone, but at this point Chris probably fell asleep and didn't reply. Peter added the good night message that he fell asleep, and put the phone in his pocket He pressed his bracelet and put on the spider suit, happily enjoying the night in Gotham.

The spider suit is not necessary, but it will be more ritualistic.

And it's cool to take selfies too.

There is not much difference between the hustle and bustle of Gotham during the day and the rhythm of New York. Dick said that the architectural design of Gotham is more like Chicago or Pittsburgh, but Peter has never been there and cannot judge.

However, those tall Gothic buildings are indeed very impressive. When the sun shines through the clouds, the spiers pointing directly at the sky, the light flying buttresses, and the deep pointed arches together constitute the Like a strange aura of connection to some higher being.

And when the night spread from the deepest part of the ground into every alley in Gotham, and the brilliant neon lights replaced the bright and bright sunlight, the bright ones became brighter and the dark ones became dimmer.Gotham at night has lost the protection and cover of light, so tourists who come to Gotham will always be warned not to go out casually after dark, lock the doors and windows and go to bed early. Gotham is not a city suitable for viewing night scenes.

Even if this city does have an extremely beautiful night, with lights that are as gorgeous as the sky full of stars, against the background of the strange and sacred atmosphere of the Gothic architecture, when looking up at the dark sky without half a star, People even wonder if they are already among the stars, above the heavens.

Peter lay on the side of the car window and looked at the scenery outside the window fascinatedly. Nightwing thoughtfully opened the sunroof and slowed down the car so that he could fully record the gorgeous and brilliant lights. Under the dark sky, the lights stretched like unextinguished sparks in ashes At the end of time, sometimes a cluster of flames jumps up happily, and after a moment of brilliance and scorching heat, it returns to death—wait!

Peter looked at the beating light spots in the distance, and felt the hairs on his arms stand up all of a sudden. An indescribable chill ran up his spine to his brain, and he leaned forward with more than half of his body reflexively. They all leaned out of the car, and their voices were blown to pieces in the wind.

"It's burning over there!!!"

Peter shouted loudly, probably because the houses that burned were not very tall, the flames were not conspicuous. If it weren't for Peter's particularly good eyesight, he might not have noticed the small flames that were swallowed by the bright lights, but At that position, Dick couldn't help frowning and immediately turned around, closed the sunroof, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed to the place where the flames ignited at several times the speed since then.

That direction is the slums of Gotham. The densely populated housing conditions are extremely poor and full of various safety hazards. Once a house burns down, the whole house may burn down immediately, not to mention the economic losses caused. If any resident inside hides some dangerous "prohibited fireworks", maybe the whole building will be blown up to the sky-it's not like Dick has never seen a similar situation happen.

The only thing that made Dick relax was that he saw a flash of red lightning flashing by the car window, and the masked Flash gave him a reassuring gesture and rushed towards the fire.

Then when he was about to arrive, he slammed on the brakes to avoid the bat dart passing in front of him.

"Would you mind taking me with you, Mr. Batman?" Flash asked as he consciously began to search and rescue the trapped residents in the building, "After all, you seem to be quite busy now."

Batman, who was besieged by several killers, didn't even have time to give him an extra look. Those killers who appeared from nowhere in the dark did not belong to any Gotham underground organization. They were more well-trained and more knowledgeable. Cunning and fierce, good at cooperating and not afraid of death, even if Batman is besieged like this, he has to deal with it with all his strength so as not to be at a disadvantage.

The flames had spread to several surrounding buildings, and Peter and Dick, who had just arrived, hurriedly joined the rescue, taking those people who were still in their pajamas and had no idea what was going on from the burning building to In the safe area, people huddled together in panic and watched their homes disappear into the flames. Low sobs and noisy inquiries mixed with the blank wailing of children, mixed with explosions and explosions from the building from time to time. The collision, which is not considered to be a high-quality building, makes a tooth-sucking creaking sound, which makes people worry that it will completely collapse into a pile of ruins in the next second.

Fortunately, it held up, and the fire did not cause any casualties. The firefighters also stopped the spread of the flames in time.The only pity, the creepy thing was that those killers suddenly turned into ashes when they were tied up by Peter and were about to be dragged back for interrogation, and were swept away by the flames and disappeared without a trace.

The fire then intensified, forcing them to evacuate the building quickly.

Peter bent his waist and watched the flames of the building being gradually extinguished by firefighters.The killer disappeared and the fire was extinguished, but the shivering feeling that made him shiver still did not disappear. He kicked the ground twice anxiously, feeling that something was wrong, and it stabbed his nerves one after another. Make his hair stand on end and fidget.

Looking around, looking around, Peter felt that he might have missed something important, although everything seemed so logical - Batman tracked down the recent frequent disappearances and found this building, when he wanted to sneak into At that time, the ambush killers attacked him, and the electrical appliances they destroyed during the fight ignited the sundries piled up in the corridor, causing the fire.

Yes, everything seemed to be fine. Apart from the residents, there were several kidnapped tourists who were rescued by them. The people in the house had already disappeared when they saw that the situation was wrong, and the rest of the residents didn’t know what to ask.

The rescued girl was so frightened and frightened that she cried so much that her make-up was all over her face. She hugged Peter as if she was holding a life-saving straw, and her nails hurt him. Peter stumbled on a rock in his panic and took a few steps back to stabilize himself. body, and then paused in a daze.

Strangely, Peter stepped on the ground a few more times, and even tried to jump. It felt like the normal touch of the land, but the fluctuating readings from the perspective of the suit told him what was deeper in the land. Things, not the touch of the land.

It's something harder, colder, like metal.

Like a secret room buried deep underground.

Exuding a terrifying aura that made him shudder.

Peter couldn't help shivering, and rubbed his arms that were chilled in the spider armor.

From the back, it looks like a little spider with its claws curled up.

Someone took a photo of the figure with a Polaroid, sealed it in an envelope and threw it to the crow behind him. The crow croaked a few times before flapping its wings and flying away.

When the dawn came, I left the envelope at the door of a spice and tea shop in Queens, New York.

A photo, and a piece of letterhead, with bright red lips printed on the letterhead, like a passionate love letter.

——What a smart and cute little guy.

The light and graceful cursive script is written in ancient English. Just looking at the handwriting, one can imagine the woman's charming look and hoarse voice, as well as the vicious words of love poured out of those bright red lips. curse.

Looks like I have to go to Gotham again.

Chris rubbed the letter and photo into ashes, took out his phone and sent a message to Peter, and then found Mr. Bruce Wayne's phone number from the address book.

For the sake of Mr. Wayne's fragile heart, let him be notified.