I'm an emotionless superhero

Ordered, went to the appearance of the Avengers Building.

This really surprised Robin, he was really curious about who the other party could make Connor want to send a message to the other party at this time.She even gave her own access to the Avengers Tower.

But Dick also knew that now was not a good time to ask that question.So he silently wrote down this question in his small notebook, and planned to wait two days before asking Connor.

When the Martian girl was about to stop the spacecraft, the blond Connor seemed to be joking, but also asked unintentionally: "Girlfriend?"

Connor made the expression of "eating sour oranges, so sour": "I'm not even two years old yet."

Hai Shaoxia began to formally consider absorbing these two people into the team.Forget it, I'd better only absorb the blond Connor, after all, the black-haired Connor is less than two years old, and I will absorb him into the team later, just waiting for the Avengers to come and bombard his Mount of Justice.

Illuminati Invasion Event ([-])

It may be because the performance of the two Connors is so calm that the Young Justice League has no sense of nervousness about to attack the watchtower, and even has some inexplicable excitement.

The thrill was akin to being infected with Robin—my secret thrill of wanting to see my mentor make a fool of himself.

They almost forgot that they were fighting against the Illuminati, a famous evil organization in the world.

But let's put it this way, it's not in the plan to be punched by Superman as soon as he comes up.

After the biological spaceship was hit hard, it insisted on releasing the Young Justice League. The green-skinned girl touched the spaceship and signaled her to go invisible.

And Connor stood in front of Superman and moved his wrist: "I'll tell you earlier, I can't delay for a few seconds."

The controlled Superman roared and punched because of Connor's provocative actions. Connor quickly dodged, and the fist aimed at his head hit the wall.

Connor touched his head subconsciously, thinking that if this punch hit him on the head, the Avengers might have an enmity with the Justice League.

"Be serious." The blond Connor rolled his eyes and winked at Zatanna, "The Lord of Chaos gave it to you my dear."

Mentor-to-mentor feelings are quite uncomfortable, but Blonde Connor is relieved that the Justice League is all there-it really can't be controlled if someone goes missing.

Superman, who was dodged from the attack, roared and attacked again. Connor took advantage of his height, just bent over, and hit the opponent's abdomen violently with an elbow in reverse.

Kryptonians wouldn't bleed or get hands without kryptonite, but the force of the impact was enough to make Superman take a few steps back—although the counterforce caused Connor to back even more: "Jarvis, put the Weight gain program plus."

"As you wish, little Mr. Stark."

Blonde Connor rolled his eyes: "Heh, Iron Man's possessiveness." Then he closed the computer and made a gesture, "Our goal is to hold them back, Robin, what about the Red Arrow? "

Robin, who was being chased by Batman, jumped onto the crossbar with a backflip, and then took the time to read a message: "He replied, saying that he will be there soon... ouch!" Robin, who was blown off by Batman, screamed Once, he couldn't make his weird villain-like laugh.

This made Connor roll his eyes.

He didn't stop.

I don't know whether to be thankful that Superman has always been only good at boxing and has no fighting skills at all, or whether he should be grateful that Superman's mind is not clear at the moment and he can't even come up with a battle plan.

Or he should be angry that his thigh strangled the other party and didn't need to breathe.

"You cheat!"

Connor, who was thrown by Superman, rolled over angrily and stood up-he felt the pain.

It was a feeling that had been strange to him since he was born.

Not to mention the big hole made by the back hitting the ground.

Such childish words made the Young Justice League roll their eyes.

But fighting against one's own mentor, albeit a marionette kind, is also very exciting.

Connor didn't know much about the others' battles, but he now knew why Bruce—the one from the Avengers—told him about the East's "one force down ten."

Though he's been trained by Black Widow since birth - literally.But now he is facing Superman, even Superman who is controlled like a marionette is very difficult.

Superman attacked again, seemingly indefatigable.

This time Connor's fist landed on the opponent's temple, one after another, without any control over his strength.

This damn paper world makes him subconsciously hold back when he fights Superman.

Damn Steve's morals are such that he can't help but want to give him a chance when he's up against a controlled Superman.

Zatanna, who had dealt with Shazam and the others, was almost stunned to see Connor's fist landed on Superman's temple, deeply feeling that the earth would not be able to sustain the domestic violence of the Superman family.

At this moment, Superman finally became confused for a moment, and Connor seized the opportunity to kick the opponent's fragile knee with such force that Connor could hear the crisp bone cracking sound.

from their own.

But Superman knelt anyway.

Wally also finally had time to stick the antidote on Superman's neck.

Connor took a deep breath, let go of his hand and slid to the ground, closed his eyes: "I want to sleep for a while."

"Hey! The problem is not yet..." Wally tried to call the other party up, but was stopped by a birdie dart.

He looked at Robin puzzled - the other party had already pasted the antidote on Batman's body.

Dick jumped off the crumbling support beam with a backflip, and when he landed, Wally almost subconsciously caught him, and Robin's weight soared under the action of the acceleration of gravity, causing Wally's arms to fall.

When he successfully put Dick on the ground, Dick endured the pain in his soles and squatted down to check Connor's body: "He didn't use Plan B, he fought against Superman."

"Plan B is..."

"Superman's weakness." Robin subconsciously thought of the green kryptonite in his belt, and sighed inwardly.

This damn Captain America morality.

"so?"

"He has multiple fractures all over his body, and the kick that kicked Superman caused a comminuted fracture of his right foot."

Wally gasped.

When Connor woke up, he found himself lying in the Avengers Tower.

in your own room.

The high-power solar lamp above his head made his brain ache.

Almost as soon as he woke up, he heard Jarvis' voice: "Mr. Stark, do you want to hear your father and grandfather's evaluation of your behavior?"

"To shut up."

It's a pity that his authority is lower than that of Tony.

Tony: "Some people swear by it."

Howard: "In fact, there is no fart in my heart."

Tony: "Some people seem stronger than others."

Howard: "Actually weak as garbage."

Tony: "Some people seem to have brains."

Howard: "Actually, the brain capacity can't be filled with air."

"But." Tony changed the subject, "I'm proud of you, honey."

Connor rolled his eyes.

He was sure there would be a long story to come, but Maria held the knife to the father and son's necks, and the father and son were forced to shut up.

Okay, he knows he's stupid.

Should have believed in Dick's plan B early on.

But he didn't want to.

Connor thought.

He just doesn't want to.

Even if Superman was controlled, he didn't cause any harm to the world—at least he didn't cause any harm, and the people he protected didn't have the right to use his weakness to deal with him.

Even in the name of justice.

He's going to tell Robin it's not allowed.

Maybe you always have kryptonite in the Justice League, or even Superman himself allows it.

But I can't accept it.

I can't change you, but at least I can change myself.

The high-power sunlamp worked well, but he still asked Jarvis to turn off the sunlamp.

Dummy pushed in a wheelchair just in time.

Although it was pushed staggeringly, it was still pushed forward, right? — But this time he couldn't look down at Professor X.

Come on that's the only adult he can look down at!

This group of superheroes all have problems, why are they so tall?

Connor complained in his heart about his biological father's height of 190+.He doesn't know exactly how much behind the +, anyway, in his eyes of 1.3 meters eight, it doesn't seem to make a difference.

Fly up and let yourself sit in the wheelchair, and then stretch out the recovered left hand to operate the wheelchair out.

The living room he used to play games was full of various bosses.

No, don't you think it's against the law to hold a meeting in a place where you can play disco or play video games?

When he was cautiously about to sneak back into his room again, all the bosses turned their heads to look at him in unison, which made him go or not.

"Go back to your room." Tony said first, "Jarvis, control the wheelchair and let him enter the room."

"Mr. Stark, please let me talk to him." Superman in casual clothes said eagerly.

"Sorry, I don't want my grandson to chat with an adult who is out of control, no matter at any time." Howard deliberately emphasized the word "mine", making the face of the Man of Steel turn pale instantly.

In fact, Connor found it quite boring.

He maneuvered the wheelchair to Tony's side and patted his hand with his left before turning to look at Superman. "Su..." He paused, recalled Superman's human name in his mind, and then spoke again: "Mr. Kent, there is no need to blame yourself, this is just as willing as you are to save the world, and I choose to fight you, too. Willingly. A person is willing to do something without coercion.