I heard my dad is a clown [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Tony's old father looked at the dazed little girl in disbelief, feeling that all his paternal love had been fed to the dog.

"Just now you kept calling me Daddy, but now you turn your back on me?" Mr. Mustache's beautiful eyes were full of injuries.

The little girl's chaotic brain was receiving information, and they were struggling to process the huge and complex data like a worn-out old-fashioned computer. Joy felt that she could hear the sound of fan blades spinning due to overload.

"Stab, stab—"

Spins like crazy, but to no avail.

On the contrary, all the stupid things he did after he was subdued poured into his head like a flood.

Sapo rolls around looking for his father.

Riding on other people's necks and running around.

Howling and screaming, just to miss the last bite of the snack.

Good Joey, this time I really lost all the embarrassment I could.

Wiping his face in despair, Joey tried to calm himself down by taking a deep breath, finding a more appropriate solution than immediately falling to the ground and pretending to faint.

"ummm..." She spit out the vague syllables that almost groaned, "Mr. Stark..."

"Call Dad!" Mr. Mustache interrupted her persistently.

Looking at his caramel-colored beautiful big eyes, Joey felt suffocated for no reason.

Gentleman, do you know that my own father was brought back to Arkham Asylum by Batman two days ago?

Perhaps it was because of the extreme lack of normal family communication in the two growing environments, Joey has always maintained a respectful attitude towards unprovoked kindness.

After all, in the previous life, she was assassinated and killed not long after she turned against the base that raised her; in this life, her blood-related father sent him a big gift bag in prison, and when they meet again, it will be a life-and-death struggle. all day.

Anyone who has experienced such a **** thing will not have any unrealistic expectations of family affection.

Joey thought the same way, so the little girl instinctively thought that the big capitalist must have plotted against her.Otherwise, even if he has too much money to burn, he can still support the orphanage, so that at least he can get a good reputation.

Adopt a genetic creation of a criminal, potentially dangerous?

Come on, this isn't exactly a pleasant activity.

At least Joey thought about it differently, and felt that he would never do this.

"Okay, emm..." After struggling with the address, the little girl still felt that "calling her father" was beyond her limits, "Look, I'm just an ordinary orphan, even if I have some weird little abilities, It's just a small fight between children, and it can't make a big difference."

Joey paused cleverly, and continued, "You are familiar with Batman, so you must also know my real relationship. The clown is not a good old man who knows how to let it go."

On the contrary, he is very vengeful, just look at poor Batman, he is not stingy about killing innocent people for fun, it's better to have something to do with his target, because that will give him a chance Play a game of your favorite two-or-one game.

The choice of human nature between big love and little love is a wonderful drama, and the clown is obviously proficient in it, and is keen to use this drama to toss the vigilantes of the good camp.

What a pervert.

Joey came to a pertinent and objective conclusion.

Mr. Stark's gaze was too soft, like melted chocolate syrup, warm and sweet.

"My little Joey," Tony sighed softly, "sometimes you don't need to think about others, and sometimes you think about yourself."

"I'm rich. In other words, there's no one richer than me in the whole of America. I'm fully capable of raising a little girl like you."

"The Lex Lab created you with the clown's genes, which doesn't mean he is your father. After all, he wasn't the one who rode you around the mansion, right?"

The shimmering eyes blinked meaningfully, successfully making two blushes appear on the little girl's cheeks.

"Yes, that's right, he is the clown, the famous bad guy in Gotham, but I am also Iron Man, I have never been afraid of Chitauri's high-tech army, and the clown will not make a Stark intimidated." I'm scared.

And New York wasn't Gotham, Rikers Island Prison would give him a taste of the law. "

"Little girl, you have to have some confidence in me."

Those eyes that were wildly praised by fans were looking at her with tolerance at the moment, and Joey could even see his little reflection of himself in his clear eyes.

I'm beginning to understand a little bit why superheroes are so popular, she thought.

When such a charismatic and powerful man is willing to drop from the sky to the ground for you, he steps down from his altar, sees you with his eyes, hears you with his ears, encourages you with his smile, and encourages you with his smile. His arms embrace you, and no one can deny his gaze.

It seems that the refusal has become an act of blasphemy.

Joey stretched out his arms and hugged the warm Mr. Mustache.

"Okay, Dad." She raised her nose and squinted at him on purpose, "But I may be doing it for Stark Industries' inheritance rights."

"Woo...Of course, you own it." Tony smiled slyly, "After all, you are already a legally registered little princess of the Stark family."

Looking at Joey's staring green eyes, Mr. Mustache added triumphantly, "The power of money, huh?"

Well, rich people.

The little girl bit the fork and continued to eat the small cake, feeling somewhat dreamy and unreal.

From now on, she, Joy, will have a serious father.

The little bird's eyes fluttered, and Tony beside him had an old father's loving expression, and next to him were uncles and aunts with their own characteristics.There are even two more friends!

It was like being suddenly accepted into a big family.

Joy held her face in one hand and smiled softly, her new green eyes shone brightly, as if a star had been crushed, and the pieces fell into her eyes.

"Wait, Joey! Your eyes?!"

Peter raised his tone as if he was being strangled, "There is really a star map! There is a star map in your eyes!"

"?" Joey touched his eyes and looked at Tony, who suddenly became serious, "Dad?"

The erratic whistle drifted into the little girl's ears intermittently. It seemed that there was a special melody that made people drowsy and at the same time sober.

An indescribable trembling sensation spread from his toes to his whole body, and Joey whimpered softly, moaning unbearably, which felt like fear and joy.Someone's figure appeared in the misty tearful eyes.

A man stood alone in the barren ruins, his bony body was covered under the broken yellow cloth. The man avoided invisible objects with agility that did not match his thin figure, revealing the graceful posture of an extraordinary being.

He turned his head in slow movements, and Joey held his breath to meet his face.

"Joey!!!"