Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

Carl and Bruce were on their way to Tony's office, and they didn't mean to hide their whereabouts.

Such a large private jet is flying in the sky with a clear route, and anyone with a discerning eye can know where they are going at a glance.

Consider Carl.Al and Tony.Stark's good relationship, and looking at the current situation of Stark Corporation, almost everyone is guessing that this president, who has almost no black spots other than not doing business properly, intends to help out - and dragged his good friend along One, Bruce.Wayne.

No one was surprised when another plane was found to have taken off from the roof of the Lex Corporation building, apparently destined for Stark Corporation as well.

Because obviously, the visits of these three rich people are all because of Tony.What happened to Stark last night.

It is also obvious, given that Tony.Stark's well-known friendship status, Bruce.Wayne and Lex.Luther was influenced by Carl.Al's call will go.

"It seems like that," Louise commented on the editor-in-chief Perry's headline, "but I have to tell you, boss, the relationship between the four of them is really good. Not quite It was 'Karl who connected them', and I would say they do have some kind of... friendship that the average person doesn't understand."

"Let's hear it." Perry put down the tablet in his hand, "Be careful, don't try to fool me, Louise, the manuscript you submitted recently is terrible, and I am very dissatisfied with you."

"You also know that I have had not-so-short exchanges with them, except for Wayne." Louise didn't take Perry's threat to heart at all.

She stood across from Perry's desk, gazing at the silhouette of the Rex Group headquarters building through the glass window behind Perry.

The straight-line distance between Planet Daily's office building and the Lex Group headquarters building is only a few hundred meters. After choosing a location, as long as she looks up, the tallest building in the entire metropolis will come into her sight.

Sometimes Louise has the illusion that the young, cold, arrogant CEO is not looking at the city below him wholeheartedly, as if the person she is trying to figure out through the glass window is also evaluating her condescendingly.

The sun is covered by it.

Of course, it is impossible for the buildings on the ground to block the sunlight, but its shadow is so huge that Louise can feel a slight chill just standing here.

"Lex Luthor and Tony Stark are both geniuses, Perry, and I'm just saying this to get you to accept what I'm going to say next: No matter how tense the atmosphere between those geniuses, no matter how right they seem How much the other party sneered, in their hearts, the other party is the one who is qualified to speak at the same level as them."

This is a very simple reason. Perry nodded slightly in silence, signaling Louise to continue to express her opinion.

"Bruce Wayne and Tony Stark are simpler, with only one sentence - they are both deeply in the grief of the death of their parents and cannot extricate themselves. They are similar in nature and know it well, and they are in front of each other Feeling uncomfortable and unhappy. But that doesn't mean they don't care about each other, Perry, like we all know I'm your favorite reporter even though you're abusive."

"Hmph." Perry twitched the corners of his mouth with a disdainful expression, "Where are Lex Luthor and Bruce Wayne?"

"The two of them..." Louise hesitated, "I think they both hate each other. For some reason I don't understand. If this secret is discovered, I think I'll have to make an interview with Bruce Wayne .”

"You've had a lot of opportunities, but you didn't ask him out," Perry said, staring at Louise.

This obese middle-aged man has a pair of piercing eyes that do not conform to his figure, and are as tricky as a wind blowing his bones.

"I'm very sorry, Perry, but I think it's a dangerous thing to know about him," Louise whispered. "It's not like any danger I've encountered in the past. ... Gotham-style dangers. Chaos, pain, madness, illogicality. I try to stay as far away from anything Gotham as possible unless I have to."

Perry was silent for a few seconds before putting down the tablet in his hand.

"Go to the scene to interview and understand the situation, and write the manuscript you think is appropriate." He said simply, raising his voice, "I will let Toutiao wait for you-but you only have one hour! Don't be too little! It is not negotiable! If you Don't come back with something that satisfies me within an hour and I'll make headlines for this bullshit - NOW! NOW! Get moving! Get out of my office!"

"Understood, editor-in-chief." Louise didn't mind Perry's aggressive tone at all.

She brushed her long hair playfully, turned on her toes, and rushed out of the room without looking back.

New York, in the sky of Manhattan, a luxurious private jet flies over people's heads.

Carl stood in the cockpit, absent-mindedly flicking and flicking various buttons in front of him.

Regarding the matter of manipulating planes, he really knows how to do it, and the technology is quite good, but the planes he can operate are not the planes on the earth, but more advanced aircraft, and the lowest level is also loaded with various anti-gravity forces. The technical kind.

So now he is completely relying on Alexander's remote control to control the plane.

He projected the scene to Alexander through the camera on the glasses, and then Alexander showed on his glasses what to do. Every button and remote control lever that needs to be operated will be color-coded by him in order, and Carl will follow the instructions. up.

In view of his superhuman reflexes, no psychological pressure mentality and Alexander's fool-like decomposition of steps, if someone can watch him fly the plane, [-]% will think he is proficient in this.

"Good job, Carl." Bruce said in a tired voice behind Carl, "but can someone tell me what's going on now? If my memory is not wrong, I slept in the It's in my bedroom, right?"

"So the situation is obvious now." Carl replied solemnly without looking back, "Your memory has a problem. You actually fell asleep on the plane."

Bruce walked in speechlessly and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

Carl looked back at him: "You have slept for so long, why are your dark circles still so heavy? The white suit looks good, but it looks like a waiter."

"Shut up," Bruce said. "Ah, Manhattan, New York. You're going to Stark? I knew you couldn't hear that and not react...but what are you taking me for?"

"I think four people acting together can enhance the relationship between you."

"Four people." Bruce squeezed his chin, "Luthor is coming too? When did you notify?"

"I didn't inform him." Carl paused, "But I will definitely go, so he will go too."

Lex started later than them, but arrived earlier than both of them.

The helicopter did not stop on the roof of the Stark Group, Lex stepped off the plane, made a gesture, and the pilot drove the plane away, the wind and roar gradually went away, and Lex was in this background, He walked unhurriedly behind Tony, chose a chair at random and sat down.

"Long time no see, Lex." Jarvis offered to say hello, "Tea or coffee?"

"Don't give him anything," Tony said.

"If that's your order, sir," said Jarvis, "hold..."

"Mute."

Jarvis' voice is gone, and once he's gone, it's hard to feel his presence.

"You were rude to your butler, Tony." Lex didn't mind the cold treatment he received.

"Does my behavior lead you to that conclusion? I'm sorry. But I'm not being rude to Jarvis. I couldn't have been more considerate to Jarvis than you were to Mercy." Ten thousand times better. I was just being rude to you, Luther, what are you doing here?"

"I'm not here for you."

"I'm so surprised." Tony said eccentrically, "It's unfortunate that you came early, and Carl hasn't arrived yet."

"I prefer to call it just right." Lex said unhurriedly. "Karl is my purpose, but not the whole purpose of this trip. I came for a secret. I think you know that secret too." , related to the 'superhero' who has recently been dubbed 'Iron Man' by good people."

Tony's eyebrows twitched.

He finally turned around and opened his mouth to say something, when the loud sound of the plane's engine caught Lex's attention.

He suddenly stood up, not even bothering to maintain the harmony on the surface, he directly left Tony, the master, on the spot, and walked towards the tarmac without looking back.

The door of the plane has been opened, but the folding ladder has not been lowered. Karl dislikes the trouble of putting the folding ladder down, and the two people on the plane don't need it.He jumped straight down, and the unbuttoned suit jacket flew up for a moment, then fell to his waist obediently as he landed.

"Lexie." Carl raised his head, his eyes brightened.

The long-lost lover is walking towards him, with a cold, violent and cruel heart wrapped in an elegant and gentle shell.

His pupils, which were as green as the moist algae in the lake, were filled with malicious inquiry, and his smile was unpredictable, half ironic and half hatred.

At the most tender moment, Karl didn't doubt that the other party was examining him in his heart, studying whether he was a superman or not.

Carl.Is Al really Superman?

Lex walked quickly towards his lover, observing Carl's handsome face and the smile on his lips, his eyes shone brighter than the most expensive sapphires, not as steady as Superman's, and even less deep.

He is not as powerful as Superman, nor as benevolent as Superman.He has all kinds of small flaws and tricks, and his temper is good and bad. Lex thinks his temperament is unpredictable, but Carl's changeability is far better than him.

But Cal and Superman have many things in common, many kinds of beauty.

No matter from which point of view, they should not love each other.

"Carl?" Lex responded softly.