The world needs more heroes

In the end Dick wasn't able to get mad at Philomena for too long, though that mostly seemed to be down to Jason catching up to him when he tried to run back to Bludhaven in his rage.

After being read by Dick, Philomena nodded in a daze. In fact, it seemed that she still didn't know why Dick was angry. He rubbed Philomena's head vigorously with his hand, to ease his pent-up panic a little.

Philomena shook her head in distaste, and stared fiercely at Dick with a pair of blue eyes, as if she was about to pounce and bite him in the next second: "Don't touch my hair."

"This is punishment." Dick rubbed it vigorously again, and then let go of his hand contentedly. The young man quickly noticed the unwashed dishes on Philomena's table, and Alfred's left in the kitchen A late-night snack to keep Philomena from getting hungry in the middle of the night.

"Are you hungry?" Dick walked to the kitchen and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, as if he wanted to make something to eat: "Soup?"

Philomena shook her head. Alfred's feeding made Philomena, who hadn't eaten much all day, could only sit on the sofa and sigh. Seeing this, Dick shrugged and stretched out his hand to open the The refrigerator in Philomena's house.

Even when Philomena was full, he was still hungry.

Dick, who was already full of gas, felt the protest from his stomach again after he calmed down. After he opened Philomena's refrigerator, he was completely stunned.

There are probably only a few cartons of milk and orange juice in the empty refrigerator in front of me, and the glass crisper on the middle layer is the dessert brought by Alfred, which looks mouth-watering.

But other than that, there is nothing to cook with.

Philomena's voice came from the sofa at this moment, and Philomena, who had warmed up, felt that she was vaguely surrounded by drowsiness, and she was blinking drowsily: "The supper on the table is not enough. If not, there is food in the upper cabinet on the right.”

Dick turned his gaze to the cabinet on the right, and saw microwave food, instant noodles, cans and even various colors stacked up in layers, neatly arranged in different categories, and the cabinet next to this cabinet was placed There are a variety of different breakfast cereals, from chocolate balls, fruit cereals to honey cereals and more.

Dick thinks that he is already very bad at living. After all, as a social animal who goes out to work hard, Dick only occasionally uses the black card that Bruce gave him.

But even for an unhealthy living human like him, there is absolutely no way that Philomena's meals are solved with microwave food.

He had a headache, but he still reached out and took out a box of microwave spaghetti bolognese, opened the plastic outer packaging, and poured the pasta into a white porcelain plate.

The supper left by Alfred was a salty smoked salmon tower, and the small and exquisite cold food platter was neatly placed on the plate, so that the food would not lose its taste even if it got cold.

But it's obviously a bit of a stretch to be a grown man's dinner.

With a salmon tart in his mouth, Dick reached out to pick up the coat Philomena had thrown at the door, his eyes fell on the cabinet beside him, and he said inarticulately: "This apple pie──"

Only then did Philomena realize that she put the apple pie given by Superman on the cabinet at the door. She shrank herself up and muttered sleepily: "Mr. Kent next door gave it."

"So you have met Clark." Dick swallowed the salmon tower in his mouth in two or three bites, and then sat in front of Filomina and waited for the spaghetti bolognese that he needed to heat for 3 minutes: "How about it?" ? How long did it take you?"

Philomena was a little dazed, and it took two seconds to understand Dick's meaning. She said speechlessly, "Less than a second."

"You gave too many hints."

Originally, Dick still had a pinkish look, but after hearing that his idol Superman was recognized by Philomena within a second, he was not so happy anymore, and the subtle smell of meat sauce came out through the air , he complained: "Speaking of which, you have known my secret identity for a long time, but you still look at me as an ordinary neighbor for so long... you already know who I am!"

Philomena glared at him: "I didn't trust you back then."

Dick laughed softly, the night sky outside the window was shining with dazzling stars, he suddenly said: "I remember I asked you once before, and now I want to ask you again."

"Do you have a favorite hero?"

The room was surrounded by a warm atmosphere and the aroma of meat sauce. This time, Philomena didn't say anything. She wrapped herself tightly in a soft blanket and let sleepiness roll her in.

In a trance, it seemed that someone sighed, but in the end that person just gently pulled the quilt tighter, and then there was a smile in his tone.

I don't know what was said.

When Philomena woke up again, she was covered with a thick quilt, and she was huddled on her bed. The windows in the room were closed, and the bright light could only faintly pass through the gaps in the curtains. , shining on the ground.

Philomena sat up from the bed, stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes, the last remaining slight sleepiness was all driven away by Philomena, but just as Philomena was enjoying her peace In the morning hours, I didn't expect that some guy who was about to be beaten into a meatloaf was creating a scene that didn't need to be there.

"I surrender." Loki, who was wearing his green mage robe, felt that he had often said such words in recent days. He used the corner of his eyes to look at the things that blocked him in front of him, which were actually in someone's memory. He had seen the face several times before, and then slightly pulled the corner of his mouth.

This was almost all within Loki's plan. That day his magic avatar was scattered by the atrium mage who suddenly appeared, and then he couldn't concentrate on blocking Philomena Olsen, and that little The girl seemed to have disappeared for three whole days, and even the Avengers seemed not to be at peace recently, and Tony Stark looked very irritable, so he couldn't help asking.

"You look like an ant on a hot pot, Atrium man." He said arrogantly to Tony, and it was ignored as expected, only his stupid brother turned his gaze to him slightly, very He said seriously: "You didn't play tricks, did you, Loki?"

"I've been under your eyes for several days wearing a restraint!" Loki rolled his eyes that were not elegant, and complained in a low voice: "Is this the etiquette you treat the gods, Thor, you just I can't help but look at uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Thor, who didn't want to listen to Loki's speech, directly slapped a restraint device on Loki's mouth, and the swiftly sealed restraint device blocked Loki's next words.

Together with his last weak dignity.

However, everything was proceeding according to Loki's plan, so he decided to take Thor's insult to himself until the end before retaliating. Natasha Romanov, who was sitting not far away, could clearly see Loki's intentions. Something was wrong, normally speaking, the arrogant Nordic evil god would not care about any human affairs at all, but Loki asked for the first time, which was keenly captured by the black widow.

Therefore, Loki was standing in front of a black lacquer, and the two people brought by that lacquer, and felt the gloomy pressure overwhelming him after a long absence.

However, Loki with his silver tongue has always been able to get what she needs from someone stronger than herself.

Since he couldn't use Philomena Olson for himself now, he might as well attack another person instead.

Another guy who, like Genji, is already on the fringes of Overwatch.

"Loki." Standing in front of Loki, Batman said in a deep voice. Even through the mask, those eyes brought an invisible pressure. Father, the oppressive feeling brought to him by the other party is almost exactly the same as that of Philomena Olson.

But as long as Loki's goal can be achieved, no matter how great the pressure is, it has nothing to do with him.

He twitched the corner of his lower lip, and Tony, who was standing behind him, stretched out his hand and pushed him, and said angrily, "What did you do to that little girl?"

"First of all, I must declare that the disappearance of these three days has nothing to do with me." Loki didn't want to take the blame for what he hadn't done, but when he said this, he found that the people in front of him used Kind of 'do you think we're fools? 'Looking at himself, he could only shrug his shoulders: "Although what I said is true, it's fine if you don't believe it."

"But I really saw something very, very interesting in that little girl's memory."

"About a man named Hanzo Shimada."

After receiving a call from Bruce from the sleeping Philomena's house, Dick, who hurried to New York, frowned slightly.

He had indeed met an agent of Overwatch, a man whose codename was Hanzo, whose vigorous agility and archery skills were indeed refreshing.

Genji's body even has an overly similar agility to him.

Dick's expression obviously caught Loki's attention, and the Norse evil god twitched his mouth: "Ah, it seems that some of us do know one of the protagonists of the story."

"Aren't you curious, Atrium people?"

"How did that girl who was supposed to be useless turn into such a powerful half-manual ninja?"

At this moment, the emerald green energy spread out with Loki as the original heart, and directly hit Batman, Nightwing, Robin and Iron Man present.

Loki smiled slightly, with a wicked smile appearing on his face, the shackles on his hands fell silently to the ground, and the Nordic evil god slowly stroked his wrist.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows was the endless night of New York. Loki, who had changed his mind, opened the window and let the wild wind blow into the room, rolling over the group of fallen people in the room.

The potion in Batman's hand was snatched by Loki and held in his hand. He broke the potion with a sneer, and the liquid inside dripped onto the ground.

"Have a good dream, stupid humans."