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

Stark took another glass of wine after settling the "guests" before going to the medical room.

"Pressure?" New York stared.

Stark turned his gaze inaudibly, turned his back to New York, played with the potted leaves at hand, and took a sip of his drink: "What pressure?"

He was waiting for New York to say something, but New York didn't point to him. Instead, he pointed to the biscuit snack next to him: "Eat some."

It was a novel experience.

Stark bit the rim of the cup to store wine in his stomach, and obediently ate a piece of biscuit.

Sweet, super delicious, not greasy.

"Which one?"

"The butler of the Wayne family brought it to me." New York said truthfully.

The word "Wayne" struck down like a bolt from the blue, Stark silently petrified, stared at the cookie with a very unwilling gaze, and then silently shook off the petrified powder, Pretend nothing happened, and quickly eat another piece.

Brudhaven said Nightwing was a big baby.

Now New York also thinks that Stark is a big baby.

How do humans describe this?

"Cute", "Cute".

New York couldn't hold back and pinched Stark's face.

……

Feels better than expected.

Stark petrified again in all its splendor.

The treatment takes place throughout the day.

The next day, the medical staff ran over regretfully and told Stark that Spiderman's condition was very strange. They tried all the means within the allowable range, but they still had no effect. Being awake and losing your normal senses can also be uncomfortable.

The only good news is that Spider-Man's physical signs are very stable. At present, his senses cannot be recovered, and those dark spots cannot fade. Neither antibiotics nor whitening cream have any effect.

Stark frowned: "Can you help him?"

Since ordinary medical methods are of little use, Stark naturally thought of New York. The attack method of New York in the battle just now was a weak point crit against these "guests". It is to restrain these visitors from other worlds.

"My ability is 'authority', so I'm afraid it doesn't have much significance for treatment," New York thought for a while: "Maybe Gotham's ability can help."

"Gotham?"

Stark's eyes fell on the cookies on the table.

The communicator was turned on and started calling the Justice League, ah no, it was calling the Batcave.

Batman is definitely not online at this time, and it is Alfred who is connected.

"Hello, Mr. Stark." The old butler said calmly, without asking what they wanted.

Stark choked for a long time, and handed the microphone to New York.

New York: Pfft...

"I'm looking for Gotham and Bruce Wayne." New York took Mike.

It may be difficult to find Batman at this point, it is better to report Bruce Wayne's name directly.

"Please wait."

It took about half an hour for Bruce to climb online, and he was playing a video, and he could see Gotham on the opposite side, not only Gotham, but also the Bat family.

The eldest, Dick, was holding a child in his hand, and was trying to put the child on the second son, Jason. The third Tim is sorting out some children's daily necessities and toys. The fourth Damian was called away in the early morning of this morning, and he should have just arrived home now. Looking at the shock on the faces of the people in this room, there is nothing to love.

"Who did you have a baby with?!" Damian pointed at the child.

Stark: "Poof..."

Unexpectedly, the little assassins of the League of Assassins are no different from ordinary children in some respects.

"Didn't I tell you to take safety measures when fooling around with women outside?" Damian roared, "I told you, don't want younger brothers and sisters!"

Stark: "..." Retracting the foreword, this child is really not very precocious.

By the way, Xiao Qiao has already returned to Metropolis at this time.

Bruce, who was yelled at his face, had an expression of "getting used to it". He was holding a half-full bottle to study the temperature, obviously absent-minded: "What's the matter?"

"I have a patient here who needs help from Gotham."

Gotham, who was resting on the single sofa with his eyes closed, raised his eyes: "That kind of poisonous gas? It doesn't actually harm the body, it just isolates the senses. Even if you don't deal with it, it will be metabolized by the human body in a few days."

New York nodded: "The poisoned one is Spider-Man."

I can’t see it, I can’t hear it, I can’t say it, but the spider sensor will make Peter make inappropriate aggressive behaviors without a sense of security. Even if there is no harm to the body, the problem must be solved as soon as possible, and he cannot always be suppressed with tranquilizers Bar?

Gotham: "We'll talk about it when we're done."

Gotham actually doesn't have much feeling for New York's superheroes, and even less for Spider-Man.

New York is not surprising, most of the city's personality is like this, usually just take care of your own one-third of an acre of land, as for the superheroes in other cities, except for the superman who is world-famous and even the universe, who else? know who?

Before Gotham could say anything else, Bruce, who was trying to stuff the pacifier into Arkham's mouth, spoke:

"He's not free, come here, and send me the person you caught by the way."

"...Are you kidding me?" Stark snapped.

"We're busy nursing the baby, so we don't have time." Bruce almost rolled his eyes on the spot.

Knowing that Peter will have no problems, Stark relaxed a lot. Speaking of this, his gossip soul began to burn slightly: "Who are you with? The fifth child in the family is already there."

"Me and Gotham."

At this point, Bruce has already given up on himself. The incident was revealed within an hour after Arkham was born. He quickly received "greetings" from all his colleagues. I flew over specially to kiss Baby Arkham.

It feels like the whole world thinks that he is finally crazy and married to his own city, and even has children, but only he knows that Gotham has never even played with him.

This feels like shit.

Damian, who listened to the conversation, turned his gaze to Gotham's upper body with a delicate expression.Gotham also looked at him, and the little boy was taken aback, and the whole yellow bird started to shed its hair.

"What's wrong with him?" Gotham was innocent.

"I'm afraid you'll hit him." Tim made it very clear.

The little red bird was trying to put diapers on Arkham, but was overwhelmed by the pumpkin pants that Dick turned out in the next second, and the two began to put on the pumpkin pants on Arkham in a hurry.

Arkham was quite happy, lying on Jason's lap, kicking his little hoof.

Stark looked a little moved.

"You like kids too?" New York found out.

"Not for me." Stark took a sip of his wine and calmly refused.

His reason for not wanting a child is similar to that of Green Lantern. It's not that he doesn't like it, it's just that he doubts whether he has such qualifications and can bear such a heavy responsibility.

"I don't even know if I'm going to drink to death in the next second, kid? Forget it, why bother to harm a soul."

Stark muttered to himself.

Looking at him, New York agreed with this point: "You are still a baby yourself, and it is really not suitable to raise another child."

"Cough..." Stark almost choked on a sip of wine.

Baby Stark said he was not happy!

Across the video, the family finally packed up the Arkham baby.

"Wait a minute, let's take a photo."

It was only then that Stark noticed that they were all wearing suits, and even Baby Arkham was wearing a baby Q version fake tie.

Now, Bruce Wayne is sitting in the middle, with his legs crossed, expressionless, lazy and full of majesty, Gotham and Dick are sitting on the armrest of the single sofa from left to right, and Gotham in female knight costume rolled up Veiled, languid, Dick smiling, Jason standing next to Dick, grudgingly dead.

Tim was just ahead of Gotham, his smile was full of vitality that belonged to his age, and Damian was on Tim's oblique side, in front of Bruce's left hand, with a haughty and fierce expression.

Alfred is a little behind Tim, looking a little distant and inseparable from the whole family.

Baby Arkham was the most comfortable, sitting firmly on Bruce's lap, nestled, and rubbed against PP.

"Crack."

The camera buzzed.

"Family portrait." New York sighed.

Stark: "..." I don't know why he just felt like he was being shown.

What a population! ?

Bruce said: It's really amazing.

After taking the photo, Jason couldn't wait to tear off his tie. Tim took Arkham away. Damian wanted to argue with Bruce, but got ran away by Gotham. Dick took Jason to help Alfred tidy up. Photos, it seems they took a lot today.

"Wayne's house hasn't been this lively for a long time." Alfred sighed.

Because of having an extra child, Jason and Bruce would not quarrel, and would even try to suppress a smile under Arkham's crying eyes, and the relationship between the two eased a lot.

Only Gotham occasionally has a strange expression: "You know that the city does not have a 'baby' state?"

Alfred smiled: "That's not important."

Gotham doesn't understand this mindset.

"Actually, the truth is not always the most important thing, but its form of expression, which sometimes makes miracles happen." The old butler said pointedly, and then led the eldest and second child to sort out the photos.

Bruce narrowed his eyes, snorted, got up and changed places with the video communicator.

There was a rustling sound during the movement, so Stark temporarily shut down the sound.

"I guess they wanted to reconcile a long time ago, but there is no reason. One wants to save face, and the other also wants to. Maybe there is something wrong?" He was also very confused when he saw New York, so he helped him analyze it, "Sometimes , People don’t admit defeat, not because they can’t afford to lose, but because they don’t want to find any reason to admit defeat.”

"Need a reason?"

"That's right. You see, if you ask me to drink, the feeling of drinking in my mouth is definitely different from drinking by myself." Stark raised a good chestnut.

New York, however, was even more confused.

Humans are really complicated.

The author has something to say:

I saw a family portrait in comics before, the master, the eldest, the third child, and the fourth child (and ACE if I remember correctly), in short, there is no second barrel.

It was super uncomfortable at the time, but now it’s finally fixed!

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Get angry and drink bitter gourd powder, it's just...

Very good!All in all I highly recommend it! 【Look at my sincere eyes.GIF】