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Ruiwen looked at the sofa in Superman's small living room, and saw a few blue things floating on the cloth cushion with sharp eyes: "This is it?" She picked up one and looked, it was thin and soft, with a little white at the root little fluff.

Superman's diverted attention just now focused on the loss of Fluffy, and he said bitterly: "I'm very sorry, this is my mistake, I didn't expect someone to be able to steal the little ones under my nose... It should be the fluff they left behind."

The X-Men swarmed up one after another, each picking up a plush.

"This feeling...emmm..."

"Hank, it's more comfortable than your hair!"

"They must be rescued quickly!"

Hank was exhausted physically and mentally: "..."

Superman:? ? ?

Nunnally stayed away from the group of policemen who were very happy to run Hank, and said to the frowning Superman in a rare and reliable way: "Please rest assured, we have roughly determined the current location of the little Hanks. They should It was captured by the laboratory, and we can set off when Batman meets us."

Superman, who wanted to remind everyone to leave as soon as possible, couldn't help but lose his attention: "Little Hank?"

Hanke couldn't bear to stare at his companions in line: "According to the information we have obtained, they are all clones created by the laboratory using my genes. In terms of blood, they can be regarded as my daughters. You All right, Mister Superman."

Superman's original formulaic smile instantly became more sincere. He floated to Hank's side, shook hands warmly, and said with piercing eyes: "Hello, Mr. Hank. So they are your daughters! It's a pleasure to meet you. I really envy you , can have so many lovely daughters!"

If the superheroes are converted into ordinary people, this scene can be roughly converted into:

The cat-sucking crowd eagerly held the shit-shoveler's hand: "So you are the shit-shoveler! There are so many cute cats to suck. It's a fairy-like life."

——Do you mind having more contacts in the future, and let me wait for the catless people to suck up the cuties?

Hank who was hit hard again: "..."

Is this Superman a bit of a white cut?

Scott laughed and pulled Nunnally into the battlefield: "Nunali is also Hank's daughter."

Nunnally, who was suddenly pulled into the water, was caught off guard: "? Scott??"

Superman's eager eyes turned to Nunnally in an instant, as if he was about to send out a hot gaze in the next second: "Is that so? It's a pleasure to meet you."

I don’t know if you will also turn into fluffy?

Nunnally, who doesn't have this ability: ...

Batman didn't keep the crowd waiting long, and before Superman even had time to get close to the cheap father of the little furries, he had already informed the crowd of the meeting place through Charles.It didn't seem feasible for Batman to appear in the metropolis with great fanfare, so he simply set the meeting place at the entrance of the underground laboratory.It just so happened that the laboratory was hidden in the suburbs in order to hide its tracks, which greatly facilitated the superhero like Batman who likes to keep his own territory to avoid too much exposure outside the territory.

laboratory:? ? ?We weren't built in the suburbs so you could smash us up!

Metropolis and Gotham's rescue team set off at the same time, but Batman on Gotham's side encountered problems before leaving.

His adopted sons made a rare visit to Wayne Manor together.

Simply put, the reason for their rare trip this time is that the eldest brother and the second brother accidentally injured the third brother by accident, so the two cheap brothers had to take the hapless younger brother back to Gotham Base Camp to heal his injuries.

Dick Grayson, the eldest brother is bowing his head and being taught by Alfred honestly: "...Maybe I am too old to be respected by you. I expected you to take good care of Tim. See Now!"

Jason Toth in the red hood hugged his chest and shook his legs irritably, his eyes flicked wildly, and he had obviously started to wander off.

The youngest son, Tim, lay pale on the bed, looking at Alfred hesitantly, but couldn't find a chance to interject.

For some reason, he suddenly had a very, very ominous premonition.

Soon, his premonition came true.After talking to Dick and Jason, Alfred packed up the medical kit for Tim's treatment, stood up and made a concluding speech: "One month, no, three months without cookies."

Robins: "Oh."

Robins: "..."

Robins: "Huh???"

Dick was shocked, and quickly reached out to grab the old housekeeper: "No! Ah Fu, I'm sorry, this is our mistake, we shouldn't be so impulsive..."

Jason was so shocked that his legs didn't even shake: "Three months?? No, one day at most."

What do you think made him go back to the Batcave every day with that stinky bat in the red hood?Without Ah Fu's cookies, is there any place in this world worthy of his nostalgia? !

Alfred ignored the two frightened boys. He bent down and tucked the blanket for Tim kindly, with a kind face: "Including you, Tim."

Don't think I don't know how you sneaked out of Wayne Manor to find your two brothers, watched them fight and unfortunately got injured.Alfred looked at Tim clearly writing this passage.

Tim: "!"

Young Robin of the third generation: Wait a minute, the place where I was injured was my leg, why suddenly I feel a little dizzy... Ah Fu, wait, let's talk again, I really need the support of cookies!

After watching this senseless farce with a gloomy face, Batman turned around and planned to leave.Ah Fu looked back at the surveillance camera of the Batcave: "Master, Bat Light."

Bruce turned his head to look at the huge bat icon on the clouds of Gotham's night sky, frowned deeply, and his restless heart was instantly occupied by familiar heavy emotions: "What could happen..." He pursed his lips, "Tell the X-Men that I can't go here, let them act directly."

Gotham always comes first.

Batman's leaving figure is tall and determined, with a composed footstep.

Tim propped himself up on the bed: "Father."

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In short, when Nunnally and the others arrived at their destination, they were pleasantly surprised to find a pair of little bats.

Nightwing and Red Hood are never "right":  …

Ye Yi knelt on one foot and crouched on the top of a pine tree in the dense forest, while Red Hood leaned carelessly against the tree, and glanced impatiently at the strange mutants: "I thought you were going to wait a few more days It will take a minute to collect the body."

Nunnally followed the sound and glanced over: Wow!

pecs!Double pectoralis!

No.[-] Pectoral Muscle Nightwing nodded friendly to his fellow alliance members: "Superman."

Pectoral No. [-] Red Hood snorted coldly with disdain.

Clark was so concerned about whether the little fuzzies were suffering in the lab that he didn't care about Red Hood's unpleasant reaction at all.He nodded quickly in response to Ye Yi, and jumped up eagerly: "Go?"

Ruiwen stopped Clark: "Before you also said that you couldn't hear the situation in this laboratory, which means that there are probably weapons against you in it. Don't be careless."

Clark is so anxious!As an excellent melee physical attack player, his usual way of fighting is to go up and do it!And he was really worried that those cute little guys would have suffered inhumane experiments in the laboratory, and even died...

In this regard, Red Hood expressed his agreement with the view that "going up is doing it".

Ye Yi shook his head speechlessly, as if he wasn't the one who injured his brother's leg: ...I'm really convinced by this group of guys with only muscles in their brains.

Jane smiled, and looked at the impatient Superman comfortingly: "It's okay, please let us take the lead at this stop."

Red Hood snorted loudly and uncomfortably again.

The cookies are gone, and even the racks are being fought over.

It's really boring to live this day, it's better not to be born again.

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In the laboratory, researchers in white coats are intensively deploying the next research plan.A dozen or so little Hanks were locked in a large glass cell in the center of the hall. Inside the transparent special glass, the girls were lying on the ground powerlessly, their blue fluff shaking pitifully, their tails circling in fear. live by yourself.

The steady footsteps of several researchers stepped on strangely, and then quickly turned and left expressionlessly.

Calm down, these are all experimental products, not cats, fluffy, and not cute!After a while of blood drawing and autopsy, these blue-skinned little devils are nothing more than a pile of bones with blood clots!

The guards stared at the experimental subject in the glass room without blinking, for fear of throwing it away again this time.If there is another mistake, I am afraid that not only these hairballs will be lost, but also his life.

看守紧张地不停点数：“1、2、3……14、15、16……嗯？”他奇怪地停了下来，“？”

What's the matter, why are there two more?Am I dazzled by counting?

He wiped his eyes and counted again: "1, 2, 3...14."

That's right, he was really dazzled.Hahaha, how could there be two more, so beautiful to me.The guard let out a sigh of relief.

The one in the middle surrounded by the fluff all over the floor silently opened its golden eyes, showing a disgusted and calm look, and then closed them quietly.

No one noticed this little episode.

The person in charge sat on the chair and stared at the experimental subjects who were captured again: "Fortunately, when they were manufactured, they were injected with the cells of the S-3 experimental subject, otherwise, how could we capture all of them without missing anything?" Come back? If I hadn’t made this decision at the time, we would have lost a lot!”

The subordinates submissively flattered: "The boss is wise!"

"The boss is very smart!"

"Boss, you really have a vision!"

The person in charge nodded in satisfaction: "Take a good look at S-3—don't look at it as a lump of meat, it's much more useful than you. It's a pity that we only produced such a small piece that can pass through cells To control the organization of the experimental subject, if there are a little more..."

The subordinates agreed one after another.

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Gotham, by the Batlight.

Batman dropped the black cloak from the top of the gargoyle silently, staring coldly at the group of people standing in front of him: "Are you looking for me?" His sharp eyes shot at Sergeant Gordon who was standing beside him like a knife, silently. Geological question: What's going on?

How do you allow this group of people to touch the bat lights?

Sergeant Gordon pretended not to see, counting the stars with his face up.

The BAU team in Gotham, who had just tracked down the information about the disappearance of their team member Spencer Reed a day ago, looked at each other for a while, and the black detective Morgan, who was brave enough to go straight to the police station and forcefully turn on the bat light, spoke first: "Sorry , the situation is urgent, and this is the only way to contact you. One of our agents has been arrested and taken to the Arkham Asylum, which is under your control..." He didn't talk nonsense, but looked directly at his brother With Tan Knight's eyes, he said firmly and forcefully, "Please take us to rescue our companions."

Batman's eyes were sharp: "...how do you know he was captured in Arkham?"

Hotchner, the supervisor of the team, stared back with the same sharp gaze: "He is the smartest kid I have ever seen. It is not surprising that he can leave enough clues for us to find him. But it doesn't matter, I just want to I hope he can be rescued as soon as possible..."

No one knows whether the soft and cute little detective who is full of profound knowledge is still alive after being arrested for so long in the Arkham Asylum.But as companions, they must try their best to persist until the end.

Batman was silent for a moment before his hoarse voice sounded again: "Get out of here immediately. I will help you rescue him, but don't get your hopes up too much, this place in Arkham..."

Even Jason, the current Red Hood, couldn't survive from the clown.