[Comprehensive British and American] Shoebill stork is passing by

Luthor was quite dazed when he received the invitation.

To be reasonable, even if Stark wants to compromise, shouldn't he find an ally who likes superheroes?What do you want to do with a villain who wants to hold a trumpet and pull up a banner every day to shout "Superman get out of the earth"?

But now the invitation is real.

The other party wants to talk to him about this dilemma and find a compromise.

Stark doesn't believe in S.H.I.E.L.D.

And Luther didn't really think that the other party wanted to abandon the light and turn to the dark.

The meeting of these two people is destined to have their own ghosts, the only question is who will get the laurels and become the final winner.

Stark set the location of the secret meeting in a villa in a remote suburb.

It is a property under his name, but he has never been there since the renovation was completed, because the geographical environment is too remote and it is too inconvenient. There are other people coming.

Luther was parachuted down.

Stark: ...

Skydiving over the woods?

Is it believing that Iron Man will save him, or is it believing that he can call Superman?

Oh no, he seems to really be able to.

The big guy in Metropolis has such a good temper, even a guy like Luthor, as long as he sincerely asks for help, Superman will save him.

Stark picked up the camera equipment and was ready to wait for the good show.

It's a pity that Luther's luck was good today, there was no accident, and he actually landed steadily on a small piece of grass by the lake.

Stark could only put away the equipment with regret, and went up to say hello to Luthor.

The two exchanged a few polite words.

Luther refused to talk about things in the open air, and Stark didn't care, and led him into the room.

The modern-style living room, the fake but warm "campfire", the simple and extremely comfortable pitch-black sofa, and the plush pure white carpet.

Clean and simple, but inexplicably gorgeous.

Just like Stark himself, his charm is hidden in his eyes, and only in casual prying can he feel the powerful power that can directly hit the soul.

It's a pity that Luthor thinks he is a layman who wants to be a superman.

For Stark's charm, he just appreciates it and compliments it politely.

The two sat down and began to talk about things.

Stark showed a very clear purpose - as long as he added a few clauses, he could sign this agreement, and he could also help Luthor persuade others to sign.

Luther took a look and thought it was not bad.

It is absolutely impossible to give habeas corpus orders to all the relatives and friends of superheroes. The police can’t tell so many people. Besides, those who hate Chaoying to the bone are all super villains. The police themselves expect Chaoying to save their lives. It is possible to protect others.

But Stark's request was something else: he vehemently refused to work with Captain America and his sidekick, Bucky.

Luther was stunned.

"That's it?" He flipped through the files repeatedly, as if he wanted to find some special traces to prove that Stark was trying to trick him.

Too bad he couldn't find anything.

Here's to hell.

Is Stark that stupid?

To ask him out specially, but there are only so few requests?

Luther felt something was very wrong. His intuition smelled a conspiracy, but at the same time, his mind was covered with a layer of fog, and he couldn't peel off the shell wrapped in the truth.

Luther scanned Stark up and down, and asked with doubts, "What's on your ear?"

"This?" Stark touched the headset, "It's just a headset." It's actually a psychic ability shielding device.

Stark was chattering a little, but he wouldn't talk too much about telling Luthor what restrained the Shoebill.

After all, Stork's ability is only to reduce intelligence, and does not have the function of erasing memory. After that, Luthor returned to his usual intelligence level, and he can still rethink based on his current memory.

"Come on, let Daddy's little baby out for a walk." Stark patted his palms lightly twice.

Beside the two of them, a completely seamless wall suddenly slid and opened the passage, and the whalebill stork, which had been in the darkroom for a long time, poked its head out.

Dumbao shook: "Dah?" It was a little puzzled, as if it didn't know what was going on, and didn't come out immediately, but just poked its head to observe the room.

Looking around, the Shoebill looked at Luthor, and instantly covered its haw.

"Guda." It seems to be complaining: so bright.

Stark understood, and was immediately overjoyed: "Oh my God, I really deserve to be Daddy's cub."

Luther was completely stunned. He was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the big bird, and just looked back stupidly: "Why is there a..." Shoebill stork?

"Because it's always been here." Stark responded copiously.

Seeing that Luthor was full of the debuff that reduced his intelligence, Stark stopped pretending. He threw away the document just now, processed it with a shredder, and then took out another "Superhero Auxiliary Agreement" and put it on the desktop .

"Come and see." Stark signaled Luthor to get back to his senses.

Luther was called back to his senses, and he didn't wonder why the document just now disappeared. Seeing that the name of the document on the desktop was different, he reopened it to read.

"It's not too stupid." Stark sighed: "I thought he would sign without looking at it."

"The ability of the Shoebill is not to make people demented." In the inside line, Batman faintly reminded.

Stark sighed, and looked away quickly: "Actually, it's best if he sees it himself."

It is for Luthor to read it in person, make a decision and sign it in person, so that he will be so angry that he vomits blood every time he thinks about it later.

Batman: "..." This Ni is only three years old, no more.

The shoebill finally got used to the two light sources in the room, opened its nictitating membrane and paced out.

It paced behind Luther, and Luther, who was concentrating on reading the documents, didn't notice its approach, and it didn't make a sound, it kept staring at Luther's head, and didn't know what it was thinking.

Stark asked tentatively, "Like it?"

Crows collect bright things, maybe a shoebill has a similar hobby?

The stork probably didn't understand this question, after all, "like" is a very humane word, not all birds have this emotion.

Its attention was still on Luther's head.

The human head is like a strange egg.

Round and shiny.

Honestly, it's pretty good.

With some kind of strong curiosity, Stork put his head on it.

Luther was browsing through the documents wholeheartedly, when he felt his forehead sink, and there was an extra stork's head. He froze, trying to get rid of the other party, but quickly tensed up.

For some reason, Luther suddenly remembered a sentence: Don't move around!This is a gift!

He also forgot where he saw this by accident, only knowing that now this sentence is being played repeatedly, forming a brainwashing scrolling subtitle in his head.

back and forth.

He felt the shoebill rub against him again, fitting the indentation at the lower jaw to the top of his head.

Now Luther couldn't move at all.

"Mr. Stark?" He weakly called another human in the room, "Please help me move it away."

Stark, who was laughing wildly behind his back, ignored him.

Luther wasn't angry either, and made his request again.

Stark laughed so hard that he could only lean on the edge of the table and cough crazily: "Puff...cough cough cough cough...Okay, here we come." Luthor is going to sign the document, Stu Of course Tucker will help.

He felt like a villain now, bullying Luther's little classmate who knew nothing.

but!

God, this is so bullying, and it's so cool!

It turns out that being the villain is so cool!

"Cub come here." Stark waved his hand and called to his family's stork: "Daddy will give you extra food."

The shoebill could understand "cub" and "additional meal", so it immediately raised its head and walked towards Stark.

Of course, it is impossible for Stark to fool his own cubs. Smart animals like Daidai, like children, will remember once they are deceived. Although they may not hold grudges, they will also leave cracks , the relationship of trust between the two parties is difficult to restore as before.

Stark, who was cramming for more than a dozen breeding manuals, would never make such a low-level mistake.

The floor of the room is opened, and a meandering "small river" appears in the center of the room, emerges from one corner of the wall, winds in an S shape, and disappears behind the wall from the opposite corner.

The water is moored, and there are more than a dozen extremely high-quality dinosaur fish swimming in it.

"You built this for it?"

Luthor was stunned, as if he couldn't believe what he saw. Tony Stark, who was fierce and difficult to get along with, would actually renovate the house for a whalebill stork?

This is too damn!

"My pup, is there a problem?" Stark was also eating a snack, he was nibbling on a donut.

"..." Maybe... no problem?

Luther couldn't figure it out. He chose to read the documents in his hand first, and seriously raised objections, ticking out the regulations that he didn't agree with.

"???" Now Stark was stunned.

He was surprised that Luther seemed to have a brain at this time, or was it that reading files was already a deeply instinctive skill for Luther, and he didn't need to use much brains?

Thinking about it this way, Stark, who doesn't go to work very much, can say that he doesn't care about the company at all, suddenly feels a little sympathetic to the other party.

He discussed with Bruce on the inside, amended two or three regulations that were too unfavorable to the government, and joined the project that would support Luthor's presidential election this time.

Luther glanced at him and asked, "Who are you talking to?"

"Batman." Stark replied directly.

Luther was not surprised: "Will he support me?"

"You want?" Stark felt that Luthor was really cowardly.

Most of the non-Gotham villains who get involved with Batman don't end up too well, after all, Batman's "fandom" is notoriously jealous and doesn't allow Big Bat to play with guys from other cities.

"I want him to support me publicly."

Stark turned on the speaker, and Batman directly objected: "No."

Luther: "..." Wronged, "I can help him deal with Superman."

Batman: ...! ?

"Against Superman?" Stark repeated Batman's question.

"I know you guys are an alliance now, but you sure don't believe him, that's what you are, we are all," Luthor started his speech, talking a lot of plausible nonsense, and then talked about his own conditions, "I have a kind of Matter, very special, it comes from an alien, we can complete this experiment together."

What Luther said was a little vague, but the two still understood.

Luthor has a substance that comes from an alien, and it is very likely that this kind of thing can restrain Superman.

Batman:  …

This was supposed to be Luthor's bargaining chip for big things, but it turned out to be here.

Batman didn't sympathize with him either. In the background sound of the stork struggling to fish, the bat said directly: "Let me see."

"Okay." Luther agreed.

Stark shivered suddenly.

Just now, he seemed to vaguely hear Batman's laughter...?