[Comprehensive British and American] Bats never lose their horses

Probably because of the repulsion of the same kind, Tony Stark didn't have a good impression of Batman from the beginning.

Not only because, even he couldn't find out Batman's true identity.

Even more because Batman is from Gotham.

Dealing with a group of lunatics all day long, wandering on the edge of the bottom line, he couldn't trust such a person.

Therefore, when he saw the guy who claimed to be a reinforcement coming in a fighter plane and deliberately satirized himself, Tony Stark certainly didn't have a good tone: "Why are you? I mean-this Isn’t that kind of thing usually done by that Superman from Metropolis?”

"Superman has other things to attend to." Batman replied in a classic throat cancer voice.

Obviously, Batman is not interested in talking and laughing with Tony Stark holding a nuclear bomb thousands of meters above New York.

He pressed a button on the Batplane, and a small aircraft came out from under the fighter plane. The metal mechanical arm completed the transformation and reorganization in just two seconds, and was tightly attached to the nuclear bomb in Iron Man's arms.

Tony used his genius brain to quickly analyze the structure of this machine, and then found that there seemed to be no faulty part for the time being.

Except for the color aspect.

He stared at the little bat graphic on the drive unit and muttered under his breath, "Bad aesthetic."

But he let go of it graciously.

After all, no one wants to find their own death in an alien wormhole.

Before the energy of the steel armor was exhausted, he couldn't help asking, "When did you make this thing?"

Normal people, even superheroes, would never think about making a nuclear bomb catcher, would they?

"A long time ago," Batman replied curtly.

He opened the cabin, allowing the mustache rich man who was about to fall to the ground and fall into a pile of scrap metal in the next second to barely have a place to stay, and drove the Bat fighter back to the ground at an extremely fast speed to avoid the impact of the nuclear bomb explosion.

The Bat fighter plane has only one seat, and Tony Stark's steel armor is squeezed into the gap in the cabin, trying to resist the weightlessness of the fighter plane when it dives, and yelling through gritted teeth: "You can't fly a bigger Quinjet!" Is the warplane coming?"

"To shut up."

"OK, for the sake of saving me once, I don't care about you." Iron Man said, "Speaking of it, you seem to be an Alpha? Why didn't I capture your pheromone?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Batman said coldly.

He tightened his grip on the joystick slightly.

He came out too quickly this time, so he didn't spray Alpha's pheromone. He didn't expect Tony Stark to be so sharp.

Even Tony Stark was a little annoyed when he hit the wall again and again: "No wonder even your superheroes think you are a lonely lone ranger. I thought that sharing information is the basic principle?"

"That's your principle, not mine," Batman said, "and before you say that, you might as well stop your artificial intelligence from invading my system, or I'll throw you, man and armor, into Ho on the head."

Tony Stark: "..."

Looking at the bottomed out energy grid, he closed his mouth in humiliation.

For the first time in his life, Tony Stark suffered from talking.

The flash of the nuclear explosion lit up the entire sky.

A light "beep" came from the console, and the camera installed on the aircraft completed its mission, transmitting the images of the alien fleet back to the Bat fighter.

Batman parked his fighter on the Avengers Building.

"B, I'm back—oh my God, what happened in New York?"

Superman, who just came back from outside the solar system, looked at the monitoring screen on the watchtower, and his expression changed instantly.

"It's done, you don't need to come over—well, you've already come here."

Just halfway through Batman's words, the figure in the red cape flashed before his eyes.

Superman quickly appeared in front of him, and asked seriously: "B, are you not injured?"

"Obviously, he couldn't be better," Tony Stark said with a moldy face.

With no power source, he has to drag his heavy steel armor to jump off the bat fighter, which is not a pleasant exercise for a billionaire who likes donuts and has a small belly .

damn it.

After going back this time, he thought out of breath that he must develop a lighter Mark series.

"Are you...Iron Man?" Superman finally noticed that there was someone beside him, and subconsciously showed him a standard Superman-style bright smile, "I've heard of you for a long time, I'm Kal-El, you can just call me Karl."

He stretched out his hand, Tony Stark hesitated for a second, and briefly shook back.

He looked at Superman with probing eyes.

Kal-El, Son of the Sun, leader of the Justice League, omnipotent Superman.

Many people also call him the god of the world.

Superman was suspended in mid-air quietly, his toes pointing to the ground. He stared at Tony Stark with those clear blue eyes like Lake Baikal, and the smile on his face was kept in a friendly manner. The small curly hair is attached to the smooth forehead, which makes people think of the golden star shining on the top of the Christmas tree.

The man's broad shoulders and chest can almost make all the Omegas in the world scream. The dark blue Kryptonian uniform glows with a metallic luster in the sun, and the red belt replaces the previous aesthetic disaster. It perfectly outlines the It shows the user's smooth muscle lines, as well as a lean and powerful waist.

He stood there like a statue.

Tony Stark has seen a lot of videos about the person in front of him on the Internet.

Including the one between Superman and Doom.

He knew that this alien was known as the strongest Alpha in the world, but when he really watched that video, he fell into a state of aphasia for a long time.

As I said before, he is of the same type as Batman, and he will take countermeasures in advance even for his comrades.

—For example, the anti-Hulk armor that he and Dr. Banner are preparing to develop recently.

So Tony Stark really doesn't understand how a suspicious and loner like Batman endures business with Superman?

They even formed an alliance!

However, when he really felt the pheromone from Superman, his tense nerves were washed away by the surging smell of sunshine.

Different from Steve's sunny taste with a hint of grassy fragrance, although Superman's pheromone also comes from the sun, it is more intense and grand, mixed with the breath of wind and wheat waves, making people feel like they are in the boundless golden wheat fields.

"Oh," Tony Stark could only say in the face of such an unreserved confession, "Nice to meet you, Carl."

Batman gave Superman a sharp look, and launched the Batfighter.

"B, where are you going?" Superman asked immediately.

Tony Stark found that his attention seemed to be on Batman all the time.

"Back to Gotham," Batman said, "and you too. The Avengers and the Justice League had an agreement, and New York was their place."

"but……"

"No but, I don't want people to come to my Gotham either." Batman interrupted him.

Tony Stark folded his arms and snorted coldly: "Don't worry, no one will want to go to that place unless they can't think about it."

Batman ignored him.

But before leaving, he still warned: "Be careful with Loki."

"……I know."

When the chief culprit of this war was mentioned, the expression of the mustache rich man became serious.

Then they all heard the loud sound of Hulk swinging Loki up and down below.

Everyone present: "..."

Superman laughed: "I have to say, well done." After finishing speaking, he seemed to turn his gaze to Batman inadvertently, "B, do you want me to see you off?"

Batman: "No."

"Let me send you off, it's faster this way." Superman pretended not to hear his partner's refusal, and directly raised the Batfighter, "Sit still."

Batman: "... Kal-El!"

Tony Stark laughed unkindly.

Watching their disappearing backs in an instant, the bearded rich man who had been supporting himself heaved a sigh of relief, and sat down on the roof of Fulian Building.

"Was that Superman just now?" Steve's hesitant voice came from behind.

"Yeah," Tony Stark dragged his voice lazily, he was too tired to even move a little finger now, "and there is a big black bat - the best partner in the world, huh."

The Batplane was carefully placed on the tarmac by Clark.

"I don't quite understand, B," he looked at Batman who jumped out of the cabin, and couldn't help asking, "Why did you say in the communicator just now that we have to pretend to be on good terms in front of Iron Man?" ?”

"Because Tony Stark is my kind," Batman said, "but I don't trust the Avengers, or rather, S.H.I.E.L.D."

The Justice League does not belong to any government organization and is independent of the country. However, in comparison, the relationship between the Avengers and the US government is much more complicated because of Nick Fury.

"No, I'm not asking that," Clark said. "I mean, our relationship is already good, so why pretend?"

"..." Batman was speechless for a moment.

I don't know why, but Clark always has the ability to make Batman with strong logical thinking speechless.

He was silent for a moment, and chose to change the subject.

Batman said in a low voice through the communicator: "At eight o'clock tonight, the Watchtower has a meeting."

Clark floated behind him, his back felt inexplicably cold.

As we all know, watchtower meeting = review meeting = battle damage report = being scolded by Batman.

Of course, Batman never curses.

He will only stare at you with that scalp-numbing "Batman disapproval" look until you confess your mistake yourself and "cry bitterly" that you will never do it again next time.

No way, Clark thought luckily, I just had a few words with Iron Man in the past.

That night, the watchtower meeting room.

"Superman," Batman knocked on the table, his white goggles stared straight at the leader of Zhenglian, "explain, why did you take the initiative to release your pheromone in front of Stark?"

Clark: "..."

He turned his eyes to his companion for help.

But as the target of Batman's fire, it is clear that no one wants to take the initiative.

Wonder Woman gave him a helpless look. The Flash silently stopped reaching for the donut, and sat upright, watching his nose, nose, nose, and heart. Hal, who rarely came back from the meeting, had erratic eyes, as if he was holding his ring under the table. Building Lego blocks, while the Martian and Cyborg on the side are silently emptying their brains, free to be in a daze.

...or surf the web.

In short, Superman is alone and helpless.

Clark coughed and pretended to be serious: "Sorry B, I have my own considerations."

But Batman was never easy to fool.

"I think you should know that even if you are from Krypton, you are still an Alpha," Batman said coldly, "Although I don't know when your estrus will come and what effect it will have on your body, but Before that, you need to learn to restrain yourself, rather than casually revealing it to a stranger you meet for the first time. Maybe Krypton doesn’t teach this, but it’s a compulsory course for every Earthling.”

Through pheromones, people can quickly see a person's true nature.

However, this is also a very risky behavior, basically tantamount to exposing yourself to the other party without reservation.

That's why Batman hates him.

"That's Iron Man." Clark muttered softly.

"That's Iron Man," Batman repeated.

Use a sarcastic tone.

"What, Carl, are you an eight-year-old seeing a superhero for the first time? Do you want me to ask him for an autograph for you now?"

Clark: "...No, no need."

"I said these are not groundless. During the last physical examination, your pheromone level has increased by ten percentage points compared to before. This is very abnormal, do you know?" Batman turned a page of the report, wrinkled He frowned and said, "I think we have to be prepared for the chairman of the alliance to enter the climax period, but where can I find a Kryptonian Omega? Maybe the earth's inhibitors will work for you, but this is not a long-term solution ..."

Under the sympathetic gaze of his fellow colleagues, Clark Kent fidgeted.

Although Batman's expression and tone are very serious, as if he is discussing some rigorous academic topic, but listening to his colleagues seriously discussing his climax during a meeting is an extremely embarrassing thing.

What's more, the other party is still the object of his crush.

Rao, he thought bitterly, let me die.

It may be the reason for this meeting. For several days after that, Superman was a little absent-minded when he rescued him.

As Superman's nemesis, Lex Luthor has been keenly aware of this.

Despite not knowing what caused Superman's anomalies, he jumped at the chance.

Because he got a piece of pink kryptonite.

"Damn Bruce Wayne," he stared at the test report issued by the research institute, and suppressed his anger, "Damn Batman, the two of them cooperated, and it was not enough to control Gotham's economy. The green kryptonite of the world! I want to sue them for monopoly!"

The secretary next to him: "..."

Boss, you seem to have forgotten that you are also the Boss of a monopoly enterprise.

"In short, although I don't know what the use of this thing is, it's better than nothing." Lex Luthor put it into his mecha with a smirk. "I really hope that powder kryptonite can turn Superman into a fool."

But in fact, much to Lex's disappointment, Kryptonite didn't turn Superman into a fool.

——But its impact is far more serious than this.