[Comprehensive Britain and the United States] Gotham is a master of women's clothing

It is estimated that there is not much time left before the official birth of Arkham, and the recent state of this dumpling is obviously not right.

First of all, the whole Arkham dumpling is stuck in the state of 1.6X1.6X1.6 cubic meters, and has not moved a little bit. It is completely different from the previous rapid growth. At the same time, it becomes crazy about eating, and even ran to the bat cave. The bat nest next door, after cleaning all the walls and rocks, tried to brush off all the bats.

It feels like you can hear the screams of bats across Arkham Asylum.

But here, Superman and Batman went out together to investigate the bridge bomber. Damian and Joe sneaked away without knowing what to do. Tim was the only poor boy left at home, and he couldn't handle the Arkham dump at all.

After rolling around for a long time, Arkham's appetite was satisfied somehow, and Tim was hatched under the whole body, slowly shaking in satisfaction.

The little red bird vomited silently.

late at night.

It was already past 3 o'clock in the morning, and even New York, the city that never sleeps, finally fell silent at this time.

It was also at this time that New York saw Gotham again.

This time it's on New York's tallest building, the Stark Tower.Gotham just stood there, the long skirt fluttering in the wind, and New York's head hurts just looking at it.

It was impossible to drive away, so New York simply beckoned Gotham to come to his side. To his surprise, Gotham actually came, a rare obedience in a century.

"Is there something wrong with Arkham?" Facing Gotham's sudden visit and abnormal behavior without warning, the first thing New York thought of was the newborn Arkham, "Our birth is not so natural. Things, any birth may be terminated suddenly, you don't have to worry too much."

"Arkham is fine, it won't take long to hatch naturally."

Gotham seemed to be distracted, and answered very casually, but there was air-conditioning all over his body, obviously in a bad mood.

It didn't sound like any surprises.

What else could it be for?

"Since things are going well, why are you so irritable?" New York brought out a cup of coffee from nowhere, and white mist rose from the American coffee. New York casually asked as he sipped, "You can't Are those humans abusing Arkham?"

"I can also feel something about Arkham, Batman is very good to him."

To be precise, those bastards were especially kind to Arkham.

This makes Gotham feel a little subtle.Under the gaze of New York, he changed his posture silently, his waist was still straight, his legs were crossed and stretched forward, his hands were folded on his knees, the black gauze loyally covered his master's emotions, and the parasol was standing straight beside him. Rotate slowly by yourself.

New York looked sideways at his own night, full of doubts, and spent about ten seconds thinking about it.

"So, are you jealous?"

Gotham's expression cracked.

"What did you say?" It's a fantasy!

No matter how Gotham releases mental pressure or low pressure, New York has an absolute advantage on New York's territory.Inadvertently dispelling the oppression of Gotham, New York asked: "Did I guess wrong?" However, there are indeed other possibilities, "Is it because the Metropolis has recently gotten close to Superman and ignored you?"

"..."

This time Gotham seems to be petrified.

New York has a subtle expression, with a look of "you have today too".

Gotham really wanted to hit him, and the umbrella shook in dissatisfaction.

"Tell me about your hero." As it should be, Gotham chose to fight back: "You didn't object to contacting humans that day, and I'm still waiting for news about your contact with superheroes."

"It sounds like you care about me very much." New York was "moved".

Naturally, Gotham showed a hint of disgust: "What do humans say? It's just preparing to seek power and usurp the throne."

Amid the echoes of homemade laughter in New York, Gotham said he was really, really unflappable.

"If you really enjoy that, yes, of course."

New York really doesn't seem to care much about such things. He leans back and puts one hand on the back of the bench. From a distance, it looks like he is vaguely embracing Gotham, but in fact there is no actual contact between the two cities. .

"Tell me, what happened?" New York tilted his head, almost whispering directly into Gotham's ear: "I have no control over you for a long time. If you don't tell me, I have no way of guessing."

The veil does a good job of keeping close distances at bay.

But New York could vaguely see Gotham rolling his eyes to look at him under the barrier of the veil.

"I'm inspiring the Metropolis to play dead with me," Gotham said.

"Huh?" New York really didn't understand, "But we won't die."

"So it's playing dead." Gotham thinks New York is stupid.

New York looked puzzled, because it really didn't understand what Gotham was talking about, but Gotham didn't want to explain any more, and the atmosphere in the two cities became stiff.

Stark woke up in the middle of the night looking for water to drink and found that the surveillance outside his house seemed to be offline.

"What's going on?" Stark yawned and poured water into his stomach while calling his smart housekeeper.

"Sir, there are two passers-by on the roof of the top floor." A mechanically synthesized voice sounded from the ceiling.

"The monitoring system is offline?" Stark was more concerned about this.

His house is the tallest building in New York. Could it be that the two of them climbed up from the outside?For his own expensive life, Stark is equipped with a newly made simple combat aid.

A pair of multi-functional bulletproof glasses; a protective device for the hand, usually disguised as a watch; a set of bulletproof device that is close to the surface of his body, nanotechnology makes it so thin that it hardly exists, even if the summer clothes are thin and easy It was discovered that a good bulletproof function can protect Stark's vitals, even if the bullet hits directly, it will not be fatal.

clang clang!

Stark went out to save his life and completed the three-piece equipment.

The mirror projected the monitoring situation, and Stark could directly see the actual situation from the still running monitoring system. The picture was very blurry, and he could only vaguely see two people sitting on the outdoor bench of his house under the moonlight. The men wore She was in a modern suit, and her curly short brown hair was meticulously groomed. Her arms were around the woman beside her. The woman was tall and straight. Although she was mostly covered by the man, her long legs were still very eye-catching.

Stark pulled his eyes away from the female body, this height is really not his thing.

"Isn't this the surveillance in the living room?"

"Yes, Sir. The rooftop monitoring is online, and the data transmission is normal, but the monitoring screen cannot be obtained." The intelligent butler system replied very calmly.

"It sounds like there are two brushes, look it up."

Stark is very calm, Stark is not afraid of challenges.

Women can't see clearly, but half of men's faces are exposed under the monitoring device. The profound facial features that fully meet the aesthetics of Europeans and Americans are very recognizable, enough for comparison and matching.

"Failed to match facial features, Sir."

There is no matching face comparison information, which means that this man is not in any criminal database, but it does not mean that they are good people.

Well, but there are some other problems.

The important equipment inside his building is equipped with mutant ability nullification devices, but the outside is not equipped with similar devices due to reasons such as the "Mutant Human Rights Protection Act" and the "Regulations on the Prohibition of Discrimination".

Therefore, the greatest possibility now is that these two people are a pair of mutant men and women, holding his mansion's love lair, and they are having a tryst.As long as one of them has the ability to affect the circuit, and the other can fly, it can easily explain why the external monitoring is wrong, and how they came up.

As for why it is a tryst.

Sorry, with his "barren" brain, what do you expect him to think of when he sees a man and a woman sitting on a bench in the garden in the middle of the night?

You can't be doing tactical discussions, can you?

Stark walked up to the glass door of the roof, his footsteps soft enough to ensure that no one outside would notice his arrival, but he found in his anguish that there was another problem here.

Should he knock?

The man and woman outside, judging from the dynamics, are likely to be a typical pair of dogs and men who have a tryst while standing on other people's land. It is a little unreasonable for him to rush out like this?

Stark, who still had a little bit of romantic cells in his mind, was thinking hard.

But isn't it strange to ask him to knock on the door of his own house?

The system without an efficient emotional feedback system didn't understand what was going on in its master's mind. It only knew that Stark was going out now, so Jarvis opened the door.

Stark just "...".

Okay, the little ones you made yourself are awesome.

When the door opened, New York, who was aware of it, turned his head back, and Gotham turned his head slightly, but the tulle blocked his face, concealing his surprised expression.

The two of them didn't panic at all when their affair was discovered. There were accidents, but at the same time they were very calm, as if they had nothing to do with each other.

Stark rolled his eyes.

"Sir and madam, isn't it cold outside?" Stark smiled like a playboy.

New York responded with a faint smile: "I feel the temperature is not bad, but you will catch a cold because of it."

Stark looked down at his pajamas, and then looked at the two gorgeously dressed dogs and men opposite him. However, Stark is Stark, but the difference in clothes is just a pp. Stark's temperament is confident, Wearing pajamas can also be a formal outfit.

"This? Don't you guys know it's the latest fashion in New York?"

Stark was calm.

He was confident that the two people who climbed the building wearing formal suits in the middle of the night were typical examples of mental illness.

Gotham still has doubts, while New York has already stood up and took two steps forward to Stark's position.

"Hi, Anthony Edward Stark, I'm New York."

Stark choked and pointed to New York for a long time before saying, "Excuse me, please say it again?"

"I've thought about our first face-to-face situation many times. Since I watched you grow up from a child, the current situation is not unexpected." New York, who was questioned, didn't seem surprised at all. He knew Stark's appearance, with the gentle attitude of elders in his tone, "The city and the individual, this is amazing, right? Tony."

Stark froze momentarily, as if asking "could you say that again".

New York is used to it.

"I'm New York, the city that never sleeps."

The author has something to say:

New York: I think you're just a guilty conscience, pretending to be dead and trying to escape, know what happens when the two of them find out that you're actually pretending to be dead?Be careful not to run away.

Gotham: If you want to run, Batman will go.

New York: You also spoiled the Met.

Gotham: No way?

New York: I get it, you're trying to drive a wedge between Metropolis and Superman.

Gotham: [Dead Fisheye.gif