There was a bit of wind over there, and Misty couldn't tell the emotion in Jason's words through the microphone at all, so she casually said, "Let me tell you a secret, I'm a mixed race of 360 five ethnic groups, and I can transform into an angel or a devil at any time." , vampires, mermaids, vixen, etc."

Jason was silent, and quickly made a sincere proposal: "Go to sleep, staying up late hurts your brain."

"Who do you think I'm still awake because of?"

"I'm doing this for your own good." Jason said confidently, "Gotham is safer if you don't sleep at night. If something happens, you can escape in time, or call Robin...call Batman to save people."

"Who told you that I'm in Gotham now?"

Jason raised his voice, "Leaving Gotham? When did you leave?" Batman glanced at him.

"The second day after I broke up with your dad, I thought he was too unfeeling. Gotham is my sad place, so I plan to go out to relax."

Batman: "..." Just looking at someone walking away heartlessly with a bank card that day, one may be the one who is heartless.

Batman wants to hear more, but Robin has already hung up the private chat.

Jason put the phone into the space of the belt buckle, and looked up to meet Batman's disapproving gaze. "..." Jason explained, "She hung up."

Mensao's adoptive father jumped off the water drop beast, "Continue to watch at night."

Misty, who was woken up by Jason's call, lost all sleepiness. She leaned on the window sill of the hotel and watched the morning stars in the sky, counting the stars that were not covered one by one.

This is New York.

The reason why she came to New York was because she discovered the ex-Gotham villain's saucy operation-on the night of the breakup, when she threw Michelle's suit back into the closet, she received a notification from the system: "Warning! Items not included in the system , not allowed to put in the closet!"

Misty rummaged in confusion, and found no less than twenty trackers and monitors in the jacket, clothes, trousers, shoes, and hair ties.

Misty ::)

Of course it couldn't be done by Bruce. He is a gentleman with proven character. The biggest possibility is that Gotham City doesn't know which neurotic villain has the idea of ​​hitting on her and wants to use her to play games with Batman.

Misty was very glad that she didn't return the rented house to change clothes, and rented the house for two years after paying the rent owed, and couldn't stand Gotham's psychosis.

It's impossible to find Bruce, let alone just broke up, and ask a playboy for help, isn't that a disaster?He is so weak, how can he stop the villain - Batman patrols Gotham every day, but he may arrive at Bruce in time.

Misty decided to go find Iron Man, Tony Stark, in the identity of Griffin Knight Chester.

He once fought together, so he should be willing to solve this trivial problem for medieval knights who don't understand high technology?

What does Stark like?

Misty discovered through an Internet search that most of Tony Stark's sex hunters are blond, blue-eyed, big-breasted sweethearts.

Gryphon Rider is male in her setting.

That's no problem, the pecs are big too - oh, sorry, the men's clothing in the closet seems to be slender teenage/beautiful youth type.

Anyway, she didn't intend to hook up with Stark, it doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, she just intends to do what she likes, to increase the first-sight favorability, so that it's easier to ask someone to do things.

At nine o'clock in the morning, at the front desk of Stark Industries, a male beauty with blond hair and blue eyes walked in.

The front desk asked with a smile on his face: "Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

"I'm looking for Mr. Iron Man."

It's strange, the people who came to find their chairman usually called "Tony" and "Mr. Stark", but they actually called "Mr. Iron Man", only this time.

The lady at the front desk looked at the man in front of her. The most striking thing about him was not the perfect figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist, nor the short golden hair kissed by Apollo, although his blue eyes were bigger than Poseidon's territory. Still bright, but nothing compared to Yuan Tingyue's aura when he stood there with his back straight.

Of course, the receptionist thought, he must be a soldier, perhaps, a commander?

The front desk seemed to be standing still, so Misty had no choice but to patiently say, "My name is Chester."

The front desk responded with an apologetic smile: "Okay, Mr. Chester, do you have an appointment?"

The man frowned in confusion: "Appointment? Sorry, I don't understand - he said he wanted to buy me a drink, does that count?"

Thinking of the chairman's character, it is normal to invite people to drink and party with open mouth, and it is not surprising that the front desk lady felt that someone came over.

What's more, Chester is like an angel descending to the world with his wings restrained, with his whole body straight up, how could he be deceiving?

She lowered her voice several times: "Please sit down, let me ask."

When Tony received the report, he was concentrating on researching the latest armor.

"Sir." The smart butler just spoke, but Tony, who didn't look up, said, "Mute." The butler was forced to silence, and Tony continued to sink back into his research world. The only sound in the whole studio was the sound of electric current and welding metal. sparks.

The front desk lady told Misty embarrassingly that the chairman did not respond.

——This is fundamental for the wayward Tony Stark.

Even though he was sitting on the sofa, the knight, who was still in a straight posture, had a good temper: "I'll come back in two days."

Miss: "Sir, would you mind leaving your phone number at the front desk? The chairman is free, and I will pass it on for you."

"No." He said calmly, putting his hands on his knees.

In modern society, is there anyone without a phone number?

The front desk lady could barely maintain a decent smile, but thinking that he would be Tony Stark's friend, the front desk lady was heartbroken, took out her newly bought fruit 5, and decisively restored the factory settings, smiling at Yanyan: "Sir, You can use mine if you don't mind."

The knight didn't understand the value of the mobile phone. He thought it was a communication mirror similar to the Middle Ages, capable of one-way or two-way communication. In his era, 5 gold coins were enough to customize exclusive patterns and styles from the goblins.

So he took the fruit 5 without any burden, "I will keep it carefully until it returns to your embrace."

The man's voice was hoarse and magnetic, and the front desk lady blushed slightly, "No, it's not worth the money."

After the other party walked out of the gate, a colleague came over and winked: "Okay, Jenny, when the handsome guy returns the phone, I will definitely treat you to dinner to express my gratitude. You take this opportunity to recommend him to the mobile phone store to buy a mobile phone, get the phone number, and develop a relationship with him." !"

The front desk lady smiled faintly.

An appointment is the icing on the cake, but if an appointment is not available, it might be a chance for her to sell herself to the chairman's friend.Their chairman, the famous playboy and the great Iron Man, has never been stingy. The most generous time was when he gave the position of CEO of Stark Industries to his personal assistant.

She doesn't ask for a CEO, as long as she can get a promotion and raise her salary.

Colleague: "However, there are people who don't have mobile phones in modern society? Is he an antique from which mountain?"

The lady at the front desk thought of Chester's temperament of green pines and green bamboos and his steady posture whether he was standing, sitting or walking, and overturned the previous judgment, "Looking at his temperament, maybe he is the heir from the hidden family? In the movie Isn’t that how they all act? The heir of the family who has avoided the world for hundreds of years and maintained the ancient etiquette, went to the metropolis alone for the continuation of the family.”

The colleague nodded thoughtfully, "I think so."

Another colleague happened to pass by, "What are you talking about?" After hearing what happened, his face was complicated: "You are not afraid that he is a liar, or that he is so arrogant that he thinks that he and Mr. Stark are a very good acquaintance, but actually Where does Mr. Stark remember who he is?"

Who knows, those two said in unison: "Don't be afraid!"

"You haven't seen his face, you don't understand!"

"If it's a liar, isn't it fruit 5? If he is willing, I'd rather give him the salary card!"

Colleagues who came later: "..." It's not like you haven't met the chairman, as for?Could it be Bruce Wayne, the richest man in Gotham who has been the sexiest man in the world for ten years?

After Misty walked out of Stark Industries, she didn't know where to go.

Where will the knight who is old-fashioned and polite, and who is in a state of darkness to the modern age, choose to adapt to society?

Maybe it was because she stood at the entrance of the company for too long, as if she was distracted, and someone was driving a locomotive and speeding past her, and at the same time reached out and snatched the phone away, leaving behind an unpleasant smell of speeding exhaust.

The knight's empty eyes suddenly sank.

But good etiquette kept the knight from losing his composure. She just followed the locomotive in the direction of the locomotive, and the system's focusing lens was always aimed at the opponent's wheel.

Of course, the unhurried speed, which can't even eat the exhaust of the locomotive, made the passers-by very puzzled, whether he wanted to snatch the phone back, or put on a show to comfort his heart: it wasn't that he didn't work hard, but Can't run the car?

The robber saw the man who was far behind in the rearview mirror, and snorted disdainfully from his nasal cavity.He dared to rob from under Iron Man's nose because he understood the truth of darkness under the lights. Perhaps Iron Man didn't notice that someone was so bold, an ordinary boy, trying to catch up with his car?

There are naughty children on the side of the road, holding a bright mirror in their hands and shaking the sun.The robber was in a hurry to grab something just now, and he didn't wear a helmet at all. Suddenly, he felt a light brush his eyes, and he closed them urgently before he had time to think.

"Be careful--"

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