[Comprehensive British and American] Will the golden boy fall in love with the women's clothing

Accidents are commonplace in Gotham. The city is broken and repaired, repaired and broken again, like those cracks winding on the wall, each of which is wrapped in thick gunpowder smoke.

The sound of helicopters passed over their heads, and the city government had dispatched special forces to quell the incident, but it was a pity that one of the three mutants in this group was an indestructible 'golden egg', a helicopter loaded with weapons. The plane aimed left and right, and was always stopped by the command center in the headset. The command staff in the background looked at the real-time images uploaded from the screen, wiped cold sweat on the heads of every recognized person, and the level of armed equipment dropped again and again. , from rockets|cannons to bullets, and finally replaced with □□.

The official reporters crowded in the helicopter cabin, facing the swift wind in mid-air and loudly explaining the current situation to the camera. The armed police and mutants on the ground attacked each other, and there was a loud crackling and rumbling noise everywhere, which looked similar to some game canyons. The chaos in the scene is like a riot, colorful, with flames and frost, strong winds accompanied by sharp blades, beast-shaped mutants with fast speed, and bullets bounced off hard skin...the scene was in chaos.

Randall has always fought with bare hands, and he has collected enough 'emotions' on the way here. At this moment, although his head is dizzy from the sense of chaos buzzing in all directions, his mind is still strong. It was very clear, as if the thought and the pain were separated and became two halves operating independently.

"The route is connected," Dick said to him, pointing to the wireless headset on Randall's ear, "Red Robin will remind you, there should be B, Batman... If anything happens, call I, I will hear."

"Oh," Randall went to press the communicator on the ear again, and stuffed it tighter to prevent it from falling out later, and then raised his eyebrows and said to Dick, "If you can't You can also call me, your boyfriend and I are still very good."

Dick is checking the bullets in the pistol, he won't use the gun unless necessary, and even if he does, he won't hit the deadly position, but he still needs to check it just in case. It's been in his car for a long time The police | Will there be any problems with the gun, in case it explodes in a while, when I heard what Randall said, I looked up at him, and smiled: "Yeah, you are so terrible... really don't wear bulletproof Clothes?"

"There's only one, put it on." The mutant waved his hand, turned around and stretched his shoulders, the silver earrings reflected a little light, and he muttered, "I don't want you to get hurt."

The ground was wet, and fine stones and steel bars fell on the bluestone floor. It used to be a big square. Randall took Lula to visit it two days ago, but now it has become a mess.In the damp and cold air, the night wind was accompanied by drizzle, which made his long skirt stick to his legs, which was not very convenient. Randall lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, then reached out and tore off the fabric below his knees, the gray long skirt The skirt looks a bit nondescript now, and Randall still wears sneakers for the convenience of going out.

"Landa?" The noisy electric voice turned around, and a clear voice softly called Randall's name in the earphone.

"Hi, Tim? Uh, is it better to call you Red Robin now?"

Randall looked through the potholes and flying dust in front of him, and landed on the tall building in the distance. It was a commercial office building. Dick said that the clown is in that building now, and he asked: "Now I How to do?"

"...Red Robin is fine," Tim kicked a mutant who rushed forward unconscious, and exhaled softly after confirming that there were no other sober mutants in the area, "Nightwing and I Speaking of your ability, we need to rush to the office building as soon as possible, the most poisonous gas should spread out from here, if we guessed correctly, the controller is also there."

"I understand, but to implement such a large scale, I can only hold off for a while, about... less than 2 minutes, can you?"

The gunships attempted to attack the Joker's building, but some flying mutants also fought back.

"Enough." The deep and cold metallic voice seemed to come out against his ears, with a chilling chill.

No wonder the criminals in Gotham would tremble with fright at the mention of Batman. Being beaten up after hearing such a voice in the middle of the night is like an experience that would happen in a thriller.

"Okay, then I'm going to start, please calm down, don't get too excited...don't be too depressed, my 'recognition system' is not that sensitive in such a large range." Randall said As soon as it fell, it rushed to the center.

His speed was very fast, and the back half of the long skirt swayed in the air, and suddenly became the distant back in Dick's eyes.Randall passed through the defense line formed by police cars, and greeted Louis who was standing in it and was startled by his sudden appearance, "Don't hit me later."

"……Who are you……"

Louis, who didn't recognize him, opened his mouth in a daze. He only felt that this beautiful woman who suddenly appeared on the battlefield had a strange sense of familiarity, but before he could identify who it was, Randall ran away again. , only leaving him with a white back bound and intertwined with thin gray threads.

If he wants to activate his mutant ability in such a large range, he can't be as hasty as before. There are so many people present, and there are many things that he can only feel but can't see. Everyone's emotions add up. There are only a few copies in total, and he can't be as precise as an instrument.But he had discovered the difference between this kind of new mutants and ordinary people when he was in Bludhaven before, as long as he came into contact with one of the mutants, he could distinguish the people present more accurately.

This is why Randall rushed to the center so recklessly.

Because of his appearance, the gunshots of the police officers stopped for a few seconds, because they didn't know how this avant-garde woman appeared, but she didn't seem to be on the side of the mutants, as if she had just come from a magazine shooting scene When she ran out, her arms looked thin and white, but with a single punch, she was able to hit the mutant who was closest to her who was able to issue sonic attacks and rolled several times on the ground.

The mutant who made the sonic attack gasped and got up from the ground. Although there was no expression in his eyes, he could feel the powerful anger from his expression. He was about to open his mouth to attack when Randall's figure flashed He climbed up, pinched his chin quickly and closed the mutant's mouth, his slender five fingers were very ornamental, but now he squeezed the other's face tightly, and swung him to the ground.

"If you move around, I don't guarantee that your neck won't be broken later."

The mutant struggled in panic under his hands, and Randall stared at the mutant with lowered eyes. From the position against the light, he could only see his darker blue eyes and slightly raised red lips. , his voice was gentle, but his hands held him in place with force that could not be resisted.

Randall closed his eyes, feeling the familiar chaos and chaos in the other party's emotions, and slowly expanded the scope of his abilities, and the surrounding touch and sound became more sensitive.

The subtle sound of electric current in the earphones, the smell of bad engine oil and mud in the air, the sound of raindrops hitting the ground, the vibration brought to the ground by the mutants running in the distance, and the panicked policemen and gunmen behind him. |The crisp sound of gun bullets being loaded... This second seemed to be extremely lengthy, but in the next second, a strong wave of air was centered on Randall, tumbling away in all directions, and those who were closer to him Those people were almost blown up.

Anger can't be there, it just makes mutants more aggressive, but there's enough sadness and fear to make a man's legs go limp.

The helicopter in the sky moved closer to them, and the real-time broadcast camera aimed at the ground from a high altitude, and captured the scene where those mutants who were originally brave and good at fighting fell one after another like dominoes.The frontline reporters made a voice of disbelief and stared dumbfounded at the situation on the ground.

"Now... er, now suddenly... wow, a lady suddenly appeared on the scene, she, she didn't know what ability she used to get rid of those crazy mutants, from the camera, can you see it! From here to there, the mutants who were still very energetic just now were lying on the ground and couldn't get up!"

A few mutants flying in mid-air suddenly fell down, and were rescued by the army soldiers in the helicopter gunship, so that they would not accidentally fall to their deaths. Handcuffs, tranquilizers and anesthesia spray did not fall, and they were all used , While the person is not awake, control the person in position and hold him tightly.

"It's only 2 minutes, hurry up." Randall frowned, obviously it was a drizzling night, the night wind passed through his body, and the wet cloth clinging to his skin was blown by the wind, and it was blown again. It was cold and sticky, but some cold sweat was already oozing from his forehead, his fingers hanging on one side were trembling, his brain was running at a high speed, which made him a little nauseous and nauseated, and his empty stomach began to throb like needle pricks. Pain... he seemed to have only eaten a few bites of Dick's crepes for the night.

Faintly heard Dick calling his name softly in the earphones, the mutants under him had already passed out, Randall withdrew his hand and stood up unsteadily, his eyes were dark and there were always double images, Randall Er pressed the center of his eyebrows and said, "...I'm fine, don't worry."

Randall took a few deep breaths and slowly recovered. He turned and walked towards the police behind him. All the sluggish police officers were holding guns and pointing at him unconsciously. Randall turned a blind eye and slowly Shuffled towards where his boyfriend's ex-partner Louis was standing.

"If I were you, I would never waste the time now, waiting for them to recover."

Randall said lazily, and the leading captain immediately reacted and called the others to control the nearby mutants first.

Randall stood in front of Louis and stretched out a hand, "Give me something to eat, I'm starving, I know you will bring biscuits with you."

"Uh...Landa? Wait..."

Louis was at a loss for a few seconds, and then through the somewhat familiar voice and delicate eyebrows, he recognized that it was the little mutant who came over from the police station. Reaching out in his pocket, he took out a small packet of biscuits, "...maybe a little broken."

Randall reached out to take it, and smiled at Louis. Although his makeup was a little smudged due to the weather, it did not damage the almost murderous beauty. The hair on the side only added a bit of wind and dust to his brows and eyes. He just observed the people here. Except for the GBPD people, almost all of their BCPD police officers were there, except for Selene. It doesn't seem to be seen, but considering that Selene is only from the interrogation team, Randall guessed that she might have evacuated first.

"Thank you."

He shook his hand, turned around and walked in the direction where the clown was. While tearing open the biscuit packaging bag, he stuffed the shattered biscuit into his mouth carelessly, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it to appease his hunger. Aching stomach.

"Go first," Randall said to Dick on the communicator, "I'll be right over."

There are a large number of mutants around the office building, and Randall knows that with his current inventory, he can only hold them back for a while. He is going to stun one of them on the way to the office building from here. Spectrum a little.

When Logan taught him close combat before, he told him a lot of tricks from where to make people faint quickly, which would be very useful in this situation, but the recovery ability of mutants is really very good. That's right, those mutants with strong willpower were knocked to the ground by Randall's head, and they passed out. The redness and swelling that was knocked out on the top is estimated to subside in a few days.

"Successfully entered the building." Red Robin reported over there, followed by Nightwing, and then Batman's deep voice began to briefly describe the task. Randall listened and smashed all the mutants along the way, Like a heartless beating machine.

A gentle female voice that they hadn't heard before appeared after they finished speaking, and clearly stated: "I have hacked into the electronic equipment of this building, the clown is on the top floor, and the scarecrow is temporarily absent...It will take some time to fully control , but the gates have been opened... The Titan team set out to deal with the gas bombs and mutants in the north, and it is expected that the X-Men will arrive in Gotham in 10 minutes."

Pietro and the others are coming?Randall was distracted for a while and thought about how long it had been since he and the seniors of the X-Men hadn't seen each other, and suddenly his mood became clearer.

When the matter is settled in the evening, he can take Lula and them to have a supper, and introduce Dick to them by the way—oh, remember to call Lula later and ask her to have a good time in the hotel Stay, don't run out, Dick said that their hotel's security system is still very complete, even has an underground air-raid shelter.

When Randall was only more than 100 meters away from the office building, an arrogant red motorcycle drove over from the other side of the road. When he was only a few meters away from Randall, the decelerated motorcycle suddenly shook, and the people on the car seemed to be gone. Steady his body, almost fell off the motorcycle.

"Grass!"

Randall was startled, and quickly reached out to help him, "What's the matter with you? Are you so anxious to show off your new motorcycle to me?"

But his support made people tremble too, the red hood slowly lifted up, and there was gnashing of teeth in his tone of anger, "...what did you do to me?"

Although he was asking angrily, the voice sounded like he was about to cry, "Hey... don't cry, why don't I just help you, machismo can't even do that?"

Jason was so angry that he wanted to swear words out of his mouth again, but he was afraid that his tears would start to flow when he got agitated, so he shook off Randall's hand that was holding him, "Don't touch me!"

Randall blinked, only to remember that his mutant ability has never been withdrawn. If people who come into contact with him are identified as mutants by him, they will automatically pass on sad and painful 'emotions'. Jason just happened to... A bit psychotic (sometimes), the chaos in his body is similar to that of a mutant, and he may have just accidentally considered Jason as the target of the attack.

Randall withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and took a few steps back, "Sorry, you appeared so suddenly, I didn't react."

Jason didn't speak, and Randall felt he heard his subtle sniffling.

"Do you need paper?"

"I don't want it!" Jason grabbed the gun in resistance.

"It's all right," Randall nodded, "...it happens that I don't have one either, let's go in together?"

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