Brand Master [Comprehensive Yingmei]

After being maintained for hundreds of years, the private castle of the Capellolin family ushered in a sudden large-scale collapse. According to expert analysis, it was probably due to years of disrepair and being eaten by termites.

Regrettably, in this collapse, many precious collections were unfortunately damaged, with a loss worth over [-] million yuan. The priceless medieval murals that can best witness history were completely destroyed. The family is very sad.

When the news broke, Vera was still lying in the emergency medical compartment of the Batship. She looked sideways at Clark and teased lazily:

"Yo, have you figured out how to sell yourself to me?"

Clark: "..."

Clark: "...Go to sleep, you still need to continue repairing."

He was still talking, and the emaciated girl lying in the repair cabin had closed her eyes and passed out before Clark could speak.

Seeing this scene, even Diana, who personally carried Vera into the repair warehouse, felt a pang in her heart.

Duke Capellorin kept saying that he was protecting Vera, but he did not take lightly on his own daughter.

——Without the protection of the ring, and without a strong body like them, for an ordinary girl with a poor physique like Vera, these five days of magical erosion and nerve crushing have already caused indelible damage to her, and she can only Rely on the repair warehouse to make up for the loss a little bit.

But even so, she still delayed for a while before being put into the repair warehouse.

Under everyone's worried gaze, she braced her body, stretched her upper body with difficulty, opened her arms towards Jason, squinted her eyes and smiled sleepily:

"hug."

This time, the small cannonball she expected didn't appear. Jason stepped forward cautiously, and gently hugged Vera with his lips pursed.

At this time, the little wolf cub who had been gnashing his teeth at Vera's various concealments restrained all his impulse and anger.

He reached out to pat Vera's back awkwardly, comforting her like a real adult.

"It's okay, go to sleep... I'm here."

Jason said, sighing.

Vera Senna didn't lie to him, she was really alone.

"...If I'm not here, what can you do alone?"

——You are living so lonely and being bullied, I won't be with you, I won't be your only family member, Vera Senna, what can you do?

She smiled and lay down in the repair cabin, and fell asleep as if she couldn't hold on.

It was like a long dream.

In the dream, Yisha's figure appeared as always, dripping with blood, with a hideous face, exactly the same as the nightmares of the past decades and every night, no difference.

She's used to it.

Before the battleship arrived in the United States, Vera woke up without changing her face, and saw the blonde woman guarding her side.

Looking around, Clark, Diana, Hal, and Barry were all sitting quietly in the ward. They stood at the door of the room and beside Vera's bed as if nothing had happened. alert.

And the person guarded by the four strongest superheroes in the world at the same time is Mary Theron.

Seeing Vera waking up, the female assistant, who was calm and calm under the eyes of the four people, suddenly flashed a panic. She first subconsciously wanted to move towards Vera, but quickly reacted and pulled it back. He raised his hand and stood to the side helplessly.

"you're awake."

When Mary spoke, there was even a trace of nervousness, her eyes wandered, and she was afraid to look at Vera's expression at the moment.

She has watched Xiaodie grow up since she was a child, and has been with her for ten years. She knows very well that Xiaodie will not tolerate any betrayal, let alone the deception and concealment of the closest and only friend around her.

But knowing that Mary is still here, she came to send a message to the Zhenglian people instead of the Duke, but she still couldn't help...wanting to see Vera.

Vera on the hospital bed quietly looked at Mary with a solemn expression, and looked at the superheroes who were facing enemies around her, and couldn't help laughing.

In the astonished expressions of Mary and the others, she raised her chin slightly and ordered to Mary:

"I want to eat Libel's limited ice cream tart."

Mary: "..."

"And their strawberry puffs."

"Oh, by the way, go and fight a box of coffee and coke for me."

Mary: "........."

Vera looked sideways at the watch on the wall, with an innocent face:

"Go, Mary."

"I'll only give you half an hour."

"Oh, by the way, you remember to bring me my notebook—"

"Vera Senna, are you looking for scolding, right?! You have to eat ice cream, drink coffee and Coke to continue working after being injured so badly!"

Almost as a conditioned reflex, the hesitation and anxiety on Mary's face disappeared without a trace. She raised her eyebrows and sharply scolded the bastard boss.

Cursing and cursing, Mary raised her head reflexively, but bumped into Vera's gaze again, bumped into the girl's eyes that were staring at her intently.

Those goddamn good-looking pairs, those charming and bright willow-leaf eyes.

She was still good-looking, she was still stunning, and just one look of affection could make Mary lose her armor, just as she had always done.

"Mary."

Vera frowned, "Go."

Mary's nose suddenly soured, she pursed her lips and laughed.

In less than half an hour, the small table in front of Vera was already filled with desserts when the battleship arrived in the US airspace.

She ate the sweet cream contentedly, and fell into a deep sleep again.

She returned to the secret base in Washington in repeated nightmares, and when she woke up again, she was lying in a familiar ward.

The person guarding her bed was Clark Kent.

It's not that other people don't care about Vera, but that after leaving for a week, everyone has too many backlogs of tasks and responsibilities. In addition, the battle in New York has just ended, and everything is in chaos.

The damaged properties involved in the battle between the superheroes and aliens need statistics and compensation from the Wayne Charity Foundation. The battlefield full of dangerous weapons needs to be inspected and cleaned by Hal. The rest of the enemies exposed in the battle need to be jointly searched by Diana and Cyborg. investigation.

The federal government is still arguing with the military on how to deal with the remaining Cybertronians. The public’s hostility and hatred towards aliens is on the rise again. The Seventh District is trying to seize power, Amanda Waller brings up the Task Force X project again...

Even if Clark deliberately concealed some key details, Vera could hear that the superheroes had a lot of anger in this operation.

But even so, even though they had to bear the clown's insidious deception and the wrath of Vera Senna's disappearance while dealing with these problems, these guys who were originally impulsive and irritable and always acted regardless of the consequences still endured it.

They handle most of the things well (the public opinion doesn't get out of hand), they expose the Joker's plot (Superman finally stops Batman with a stroke of genius)... and finally get her out together.

"Good job."

Vera commented on this.

She is satisfied.

Hearing this sentence, Clark couldn't help curling his mouth. His blue eyes looked deeply at Vera, who was getting thinner and haggard. He wanted to laugh, but he shook his head again.

"……not good at all."

The man confessed with a wry smile, "It's not good at all after you left."

As May approaches, the temperature rises slowly, the sun is soft, and the breeze blows by has the smell of earth and grass.

At this moment, he could feel the sky, clouds, mist, growing flowers, children's footsteps bouncing past, and the rapid expansion of cakes in the oven.

But all of this is nothing compared to Vera's soft, steady beating heart.

Once again, he clearly realized that she was really alive.

Facing the face that was recognized as the most handsome and perfect in the whole world, Vera was unmoved at all, and she even frowned:

"Do you want to stop me too? Clark Kent?"

"No, I won't stop you."

Clark shook his head angrily,

"It's just... Vera, if you really joined the Peter Berg Club in the name of the Justice League, shouldn't you stay even more?"

"I'm not holding you back or denying you...I just feel that if you stay—"

We can better protect you.

When Bruce pushed the door and entered, he just heard the second half of Clark's sentence.

"..."

He closed his eyes, sighed secretly, and received the expected reply as expected.

"impossible."

Facing Clark's expectant and pleading eyes, the short-haired girl on the hospital bed only gave a negative answer indifferently and simply.

"Why do you think I was recommended by the chairman after I left the Justice League?"

Vera smiled lightly, and asked meaningfully:

"If I could really represent the Justice League at all, do you think they would accept me so easily?"

Clark froze for a moment.

Bruce, on the other hand, was clearly aware of this, and he asked immediately:

"You didn't join in the name of the representative of the Justice League, you joined as a pawn in the group's delusion to be able to [restrict] the Justice League."

"bingo~"

The cunning and smile in Vera's eyes became stronger, and she snapped her fingers.

The group of people in the Peter Berger Club is the group that cannot tolerate the existence of the emerging force of the Justice League the least - because the emergence of the Justice League means that they have another piece of cake in their hands.

It is conceivable that they already hated and rejected Zhenglian and Chaoying, so how could they allow people who fully represent the interests of Zhenglian to join them.

"I hinted at them—I hold the most critical handle of the Justice League in my hands."

A cheeky little fox happily explained that those lake-green eyes were radiant, and when he thought about people, he was very cheerful and lively.

"That is to say, I can control the actions of the Justice League to a certain extent, but I don't fully represent the interests of the Justice League. I was born in the Capellorin family, and I am on good terms with Duke Capellorin's opponent—so They take it for granted that I am an ambitious man who wants to replace his father and stir up the family, so they naturally want to use me like this."

"..."

Clark was speechless.

Should I say... as expected of Vera?

At this moment, the entire Peterborough club regards Vera Senna as the most critical chess piece that they can control and use.

But what they didn't expect was that the "pawns" in their eyes were the players behind the scenes who planned the whole chess game and could use the "general" anytime and anywhere.

Such a scheming method, such a dangerous way of exposing himself completely... Bruce paused, he took a deep breath, and his voice was extremely hoarse:

"But once you are exposed, it will cause revenge and strife from the whole world."

At that point, those people can use thousands of ways to socially obliterate Vera Senna. Even if the entire Capellorin family and the Justice League stand behind her, she will die.

——The reason why the Duke was so nervous, and even abused his daughter in such a cruel way, was because he was afraid of the result.

"So, the farther away you are from me, the better. It's best to keep a distance that's not too far or too close. So please call me and give me a gift during the holidays. Thank you for your cooperation."

Vera spread her hands in a very bachelor way, with a serious face:

"After all, I'm a key pawn in the [soft underbelly] of the Justice League."

Clark: "..."

Bruce: "..."

The biggest [weakness] of the Justice League at this stage... now it is brazenly spreading its hands in front of them like a little rascal, and yelling "I have your weakness" without shame.

This plan sounds whimsical, and it can be said to be extremely magical, but Vera has already made a decision, and no one can change it.

——She doesn’t know if she can succeed, she doesn’t know if the path she’s on is right, she doesn’t know how long she can last, but as long as [Isa] is still crying in her nightmare, Wei La has no intention of giving up.

It's like when facing the rotten bad cards of the Super Seven, who knew that Vera Senna could turn that bad hand into a king bomb within a year?

"……correct."

As if thinking of something, Vera turned her head to look at Bruce, and casually urged:

"I heard you broke the clown's limbs?"

Bruce froze suddenly. He stared at Vera for a long time before he nodded as if he was enduring something.

"very good."

Vera nodded with relief, and simply said:

"Don't bother to treat him. Whether he can stand up or not doesn't affect the fact that he's going to see God soon."

——! ? ?

Bruce and Clark's brains froze at the same time, and they stared at Vera, but the latter seemed to have no idea what kind of thunder he had thrown, and asked back in a leisurely manner:

"Guess what, what was the first deal I made with someone from the club using Zhenglian as a bait?"

It has to be said that in the face of sufficient power, some seemingly difficult things are just trivial matters between raising hands.

A cold-blooded and inhuman guy like Vera Senna, of course, wants to ignore the protests of human rights organizations and restore the death penalty that has been abolished in some states, including Gotham.

"One year at most."

Vera still looked at the man's two black cat ears, smiled and stretched out a finger, her voice was faint, with a kind of cold tenderness:

"As I said, you don't have any responsibility to take on things that shouldn't be on your shoulders."

"Do what you should do, and I will be responsible for the rest."

She understands everything, she understands everything, she can perceive everything, she knows the powerlessness, she can feel the feeling of losing control - because she has wandered on the edge of the cliff countless times, in the storm crumbling.

That gentle and kind little butterfly seems to have disappeared when she was 13 years old, and she seemed to have fallen into a deep mud in the dark forest. The poisonous flower was derived from this seed, and her whole body was covered. With a sharp and deadly stinger, it is extremely dangerous.

But even so, on the hospital bed at this moment, the girl was talking about her extremely poisonous and sinister plan, but at the same time she was calling for light for the entire dark night forest. The way she smiled was no different from the little butterfly in the past.

Her heart is like a rock, and her heart is like glass.

"—Are you really not considering going back to Washington?"

"Why don't you go back? Mrs. Wigner, I have paid five years' rent."

"He's talking about the Justice League..."

"No, don't bother me."

"Well then, Vera, do you still need an assistant?"

"Again, I've got Mary, Clark."

"...Then Jason?"

"Bruce Wayne, please explain why he decided to imitate Dick and become another Robin after I was away for five days?"

"..."

"..."

During the whole recuperation process, Vera Hard-hearted Senna remained indifferent to the changing attempts of the entire Justice League to retain her.

Under the explanation of Clark and Bruce, several people who read as monster writing problem children were unwilling to whisper:

"Is there really no other way?"

Seeing the perplexed but deeply reluctant faces surrounding the hospital bed, Vera suddenly paused.

She blinked her eyes, looking up at the sky as if a little uncomfortable, and casually threw out the only possibility:

"Ah, unless there is another superpower in this world that can compete with the Justice League, it is as unshakable as you, has the same powerful strength and ability as you, and can't be won over by those politicians and capital... ...So, is it possible?"

If there is such a force, she will be able to mediate from it. Even if she is in the Peter Berg Club, those people will probably urge her to "repair the relationship" with Zhenglian.

But the problem is... a superhero is not a Chinese cabbage, and requires the opponent to reach the same level as Zhenglian, which is enough to pose a threat to the entire world...

Vera was expressionless: "Think about it yourself, is it possible?"

Everyone: "..."

After a tooth-piercing silence, everyone, whose faces suddenly became extremely strange, carefully turned on the screen in the ward.

"That... Senna."

Steel Bones, who started manipulating the data, explained helplessly and a little funny:

"During your drowsiness, maybe... you didn't receive real-time information in time?"

"...?"

Seeing Vera's rare miscalculation, everyone raised their lips, a sense of pride that "we actually calculated Vera Senna" was born spontaneously.

——Who said there are no other superheroes besides the Justice League?

A year ago, the Super Seven was active at the forefront of the battle against aliens. They fought against Daxek, risked their lives to protect Washington, and repelled the enemy.

At that time, there were only seven of them.

A year later, when the Cybertronians fought in New York, before the Justice League arrived... there were already people standing at the forefront of the New York battlefield just like the Super Seven a year ago.

On that battlefield with heavy gunfire and thick gunpowder, there were panicked refugees and trapped and injured patients everywhere. When the Flash arrived first, he saw a young boy with extremely fast speed on the battlefield. Shuttle continuously.

The silver-white light kept flickering, and the boy brought the people on the battlefield to a safe place one by one with supernatural speed. The moment he saw Barry, he pursed his lips and nodded to the Flash.

Barry recognized it immediately: this child was the mutant boy he had brought out from the Hydra base.

On the other side, Shazam quickly flew through the air. While beating the enemy hard, he saw a little girl who was constantly making scarlet magic and was struggling to move forward at the forefront of the battlefield, cleaning up the mess along the way.

Impatiently, he flew over to warn the little girl, but was surprised to find that this little girl was the 'secret weapon' left behind by Hydra. He also beat the little girl and took her to the Mutant Academy.

At the forefront of the army trenches, Captain America Steve, who put on his uniform, helmet, and shield again, took over the command of the entire combat team under the admiration and surprise of the people and soldiers.

He was the first to use the communicator to contact Batman, and the two worked together to formulate various strategies. While helping and evacuating the citizens, he commanded the army to approach the core center of the battlefield in an orderly manner.

Diana and Cyborg flew to the Cybertronians in the air at the same time, but someone was one step faster than them—Worthington III, who took off his cover, spread his white wings under the exclamation and disbelief of the crowd, and flew towards the midair They were attacked by the helicopter robot that kept attacking them, like the angel who really redeemed everything.

At the center of the battlefield, The Flash and Green Lantern are attacking the culprit who wants to snatch the fire source. Outside the army of mechanical spiders attacking them, a golden and red battle armor appears in the sky, condescending, with a huge The firepower supported them.

After repelling countless enemies, the mysterious man in excellent armor still had the leisure to say hello to Barry the Flash.

——Who said there is a shortage of superheroes in this world?

Cyborg manipulated the computer screen and cut all the news of the week on the screen one by one. In the flashing news headlines and reports, Vera saw a whole new world.

"A magical witch who can use magic emerges in the Battle of New York!"

In the corresponding picture, a beautiful girl with scarlet energy surging all over appeared.

"Fly in time? Is it the next Flash or another Marvel?"

A bright white afterimage appears in the corresponding video.

"Angels are here at last! God bless New York!"

On the devastated battlefield, the familiar blond man spread his white wings.

"Is it Iron Man, or another form of alien? The identity of the only humanoid armor in the battlefield is a mystery!"

Amidst the artillery fire, a red and gold staggered battle armor shuttled through it.

"After a hundred years, the will of the United States reappeared - he is still alive! He is Captain America!"

Tall men with shields fought against the Cybertronians in front of all witnesses.

Everyone is helping the suffering people, everyone is desperately heading to the front line of the battlefield, and everyone is guarding the city.

It's not just the Justice League.

"We're not the only ones who are superheroes."

While Vera was in a daze, the corners of Clark's mouth curled slightly, and he looked at Vera brightly.

The rural boy who has always been honest and honest is unexpectedly cunning at this moment, his eyes seem to carry a vast and vast sky:

"So, would you like to stay and help us?"

"Justice League's exclusive brand master, can you stay?"

Vera was expressionless.

She didn't even look at Clark, her eyes were fixed on the ever-changing news. Just from these headlines, she could guess that the world had changed drastically within a week.

Frowning and watching the news carefully, Vera turned her head to look at the expectant crowd, the corners of her mouth twitched for a moment, and ordered coldly:

"...give me my laptop and phone."

She really can't leave Zhenglian at this time.

"—!"

Seeing Vera's order, I knew there was something going on. The eyes of the beasts surrounding the hospital bed lit up and they winked at each other. If it wasn't for Vera's final decision, they might have danced in ecstasy.

She stayed!

Playing pitiful is really useful! ?

The good assistant Clark sent the mobile phone and notebook to Vera in an instant. He suppressed a smile and looked at the girl in front of him with bright eyes.

But before Vera could say the most important sentence "I do", the moment the mobile phone and notebook were turned on, countless text messages, phone calls, and emails came one after another:

The first one, Professor X from the School of Mutants:

"Vera, I'm very sorry for the exposure of Wanda and Pietro in the Battle of New York. I hope we can find time to discuss it in detail. I have changed my mind about the existence of mutants..."

The second, from Cynthia of Wayne Entertainment:

"Miss Senna, Teacher Worthington has been exposed, and the public opinion situation is a bit bad now, what should we do? Can you come to Wayne for entertainment? Joel and we don't seem to be able to deal with this matter thoroughly, teacher please come again Love us come back once! QAQ”

The third article is from an illustrator who has gained worldwide attention and fame after being exposed:

"Vera, it's me. Excuse me...uh, can I hire you to do some public relations for me? Well, I think it's not the right choice to expose my identity. I sincerely look forward to your reply. Yours, Shi Tiff."

"..."

Find time to talk in detail.

Go back and teach the mutants.

Do public relations for Captain America.

Zhenglian:.

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And just when everyone was about to forcibly take the phone, pretending that these requests for help and poaching did not exist, the last video call finally came.

This videophone is from Tony Stark.

"Miss Vera Senna."

In the video, a certain mustache wearing a familiar golden-red armor holds champagne in his hand and toasts Vera from a distance across the entire United States, just like the moonlit night in the White House.

Through the armor, Barry easily recognized: he is the war armor who arrogantly greeted them on the battlefield in New York!

"I'll do it, how about you?"

Confident and bright colors flashed in the man's eyes, and the blue reactor on his chest shone brightly. Standing there, he looked like a reborn hero who had been reborn from Nirvana.

The champagne sparkled brilliantly, and he slightly raised his eyebrows at Vera on the camera side:

"Choose a time, I will pick you up personally."

"Mine, Brand Master."

Vera: .

All members of Zhenglian: "..."

——To be clear, whose brand master? ?Um? ?whose family? ?

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