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

"Drip drip drip..."

The glass dome above their heads slowly opened to both sides, and the place where they were was turned into a huge viewing platform. The whispers of the city whistled past their ears along with the wind on a rainy night, and the subtle sound of timing Sounds from all directions.

On weekdays, it would only be used to raise fireworks on holidays. With a few 'swish', five gas bombs that they had no time to stop rose into the air like fireworks, making a huge explosion.

Randall narrowed his eyes and saw the dark green gas burst open in the air, submerged in the thin clouds, as if a huge net had been blasted, as if it could cover the entire city.

"How could it be, the time hasn't come yet..." Barbara said in a daze over the earphone.

"Just now..." Tim stared at the clown, "Just now he added a program, as long as he starts to crack the code, the time for the bomb to explode will be advanced...I didn't notice this."

The clown laughed out loud when he saw this, his voice was crazy and exaggerated, a thin wound was scratched on his forehead by the bullet, and bright red blood oozed out from there, flowing down a little bit, as if there was a gap between his forehead A ferocious smile.

"Bat, you lost this time."

The clown was standing by the broken window, his green hair was blown up by the night wind, his eyes had never been so bright, as if hiding a huge energy capable of destroying everything, broken and dazzling.

There was a moment of silence between them, no one made a sound, and the clown's laughter was extremely piercing. At the height of the 22nd floor, they could only vaguely hear the noisy voices from the crowd below, and the huge warplanes flying towards the building. The sound of breaking wind as the building approached.

"That's not necessarily true." Randall said in a deep voice, and the heavy emotions of 'pain' fell on the clown. He closed his mouth abruptly, the laughter stopped abruptly, and his expression was a little stiff.

"What did you do?" The clown squinted at him, as if he hadn't noticed Randall's existence until now, looked up and down, and became a little curious about the man in the ragged skirt, "little mutant?"

Randall didn't look at the clown, but looked at Jason who was standing next to the clown. The hand of the red hood holding the gun was trembling, as if he hadn't recovered from the gunshot just now.Randall felt the sorrowful despair in his heart, and for a moment he was dazed, almost being ignited by the angry 'power' in Jason's heart.

"What are you still doing?" Randall yelled at Jason, "I'll deal with you later, get out of here with them first!"

Seeing that he still didn't respond, Randall stimulated Jason with a small amount of emotion. The red hood's body swayed, and he suddenly came back to his senses, and subconsciously punched the clown in the face.

The clown who didn't have time to dodge this time staggered a few steps, fell forward, and was pulled by the back collar of his suit by Jason.

Randall gently pushed Dick aside, "Get out of here with them all, put on gas masks."

"But you—" Dick grabbed his hand in disapproval, with worried looks in his eyes.

"I'm a mutant myself, don't worry, it won't have a big impact on me." Randall said quickly, he glanced around, the poisonous gas spread in mid-air and was sinking slowly, the Scarecrow Trapped and dragged to the ground by Batman, Red Robin pulled the knocked out mutant over, "Leave with them, and I will deal with it before the poison gas falls."

His tail sound was swallowed by the wind and waves generated when the fighter plane stopped, a huge dark fighter plane stopped above them, and Barbara's voice sounded through the communicator, "The X-Men have arrived, I will You connect to the communication line."

But before the communication connection between the two sides was established, the cabin door of the fighter plane had been moved upwards, and a guy with silver hair and goggles stood by the door and said loudly: "We are here to help, Landa—"

"Trust us," Randall said to Batman, "we can fix it."

Batman paused for a moment. He had only known this little mutant for less than a week. Although he had known Randall's personal information earlier, he still had an attitude of distrust and suspicion towards Randall—most of the time he Everyone other than himself has this attitude—of course he also has his own Plan B and Plan C, but it is not necessarily easier than these mutants.

So Batman reached out and grabbed the scarecrow, and said in a deep voice, "Nightwing, Robin, take your men and retreat."

Dick squeezed Randall's fingers lightly, and whispered to him before leaving: "Be careful."

The entire 22nd floor soon became empty and quiet, and only Randall was left standing there alone. The mutants gathered by the X-Men jumped out of the fighter planes and landed very quickly under the control of Jean's mutant ability. Safety.

After both sides were connected to the communication, Barbara briefly explained the current situation to them. The red-haired female mutant wearing a familiar operation uniform stood in front of Randall, raised her eyebrows and looked at the green eyes. The sky looked very ominous, "Landa, what are you going to do?"

"Sister, is your molecular control range large?" Randall asked Qin.

Jean Gray is a telepath whose ability is no less than that of Professor Charles. In the past, because she was possessed by the power of the Phoenix, she broke through the shackles of ordinary human potential and reached a kind of transcendence. At the Omega level, even now after the Phoenix Force separated her, she still has the ability to manipulate molecular level matter.

"Not very big," Jean said. "I haven't tried much, but I certainly can't stop them completely before they fall."

"I see..." Randall pondered, "If it's all controlled in such a large position—is it okay?"

He drew a range, which was about ten meters around the building.

Qin nodded, "If I can concentrate, I can change the structure at the molecular level."

"Quicksilver!" Randall beckoned, and the mutant who ran around on the ground instantly appeared in front of him.

"Are you really with that Nightwing?" Pietro pushed up the goggles and frowned, "Not to mention the dress you're wearing and the hair you dyed black, he actually brought you into such danger That's a clown in your business—what help do you need?"

The Speedster speaks so fast that Randall can habitually ignore all the words he said before, "Can you run out of a tornado in the city?"

"You want to use a tornado to gather those 'things' together?" Pietro leaned back and scratched his hair strangely, "The speed of the tornado is not fast, but...is it dangerous to do this in the city?"

"It's not on land, it's here." Randall shook his head. There are still many people from the police station on the ground. From such a high position, you can see the blocked road in the distance. After all, it is only before the alarm sounds. Less than an hour.

"Here?" Lian Qin also disagreed a little, "The venue here is too small, it is impossible to collect all the poisonous gas."

"It's raining outside," Randall said. He blinked and looked at Bobby the Iceman standing at the end. "It means that the water molecule content outside is much higher than before."

"Landa, do you want to build a new platform in mid-air?" Dick, who had been listening to the conversation on the communicator, asked suddenly. Because he was wearing a gas mask, he exhaled with a little regularity.

"Well," Randall looked at Bobby expectantly, "This should be possible, right?"

Bobby was stunned for a moment, and then said: "As long as the supporting force is strong enough, a platform can be supported."

"It doesn't need to be too big," Tim said. They had already moved down to the safer floor below. Red Robin leaned against the wall to calculate the data, while synchronously transmitting the data to them. As the center, it spreads to the surrounding area with a radius of 30 kilometers, so the platform range for creating a tornado only needs to be from the insurance building on the west side to the business center on the east side.”

Bobby nodded, "I can try it, the rainy weather in Gotham just makes my mutant ability more effective."

Randall called other X-Men members to help evacuate the surrounding crowd and deal with the remaining new mutants who were still making trouble.

The ice began to spread along the bottom of Bobby's feet and quickly paved the floor. It stretched out from the window. The surface is integrated into one, and the ice surface centered on the second floor of No.20 of this building is spread out like a huge umbrella. The bright blue ice surface reveals a faint morning light. Entering the ice field of the North Pole, they could only raise their heads and look at this huge barrier in a daze. Their vision suddenly became dim. It's bizarre, like a dream.

The air became cold, and Randall shrank his shoulders. He was wearing a skirt with straps, and a large part of the skirt was torn off for the convenience of movement, leaving only his smooth legs shivering in the cold air .

"Then I'm leaving," Pietro waved to Randall, "I'm going to talk to that guy named Nightwing when it's over."

Before Randall could say anything, Quicksilver had already disappeared, and the wind and waves rolled up from the surroundings, rushing towards them.

Randall could only hold down his skirt hard to prevent the skirt from being blown up by the wind, and Qin used his ability to prevent them from fainting from freezing due to the formation of a tornado and the low air pressure in the center.

Before the water droplets had time to turn into ice crystals, they turned into clouds and mist because of the too low temperature around the tornado, and the top of a layer of ice suddenly turned into a cloud-shrouded windy environment.

It is said that Kuaiyin can easily reach a speed of Mach 5 per second, and can circle the earth in about 3 minutes. It is not troublesome for him to create a small tornado.

Swirling wind waves and clouds gradually formed above their heads, and it was possible to see the green powder being rolled up along the direction of the wind, making the top of the hurricane also dyed an ominous dark green.

Qin held Randall's hand, and the little mutant's hand was cold, but he still conveyed a steady stream of calm emotions to Qin.Ever since the Phoenix Force was stripped from her, Jean occasionally lost control a little bit when doing large-scale control.

"After ten seconds, it's basically within range," Barbara said.

Qin Wenyan closed her eyes, and raised one hand to feel where the poisonous gas existed.

They counted down tens of seconds in their hearts, and at the end of the last second, all the green poisonous gas began to gather towards the center, slowly shrinking into a dark green bead the size of a fist.

"I'm doing pretty well!" Pietro's voice was like a 180° Dolby sound effect surrounding Randall's ears.

"I have to trouble you to eliminate this tornado and run backwards!" Randall said to him.

Pietro sighed exaggeratedly, stopped abruptly, changed direction and continued to run, "Although you are calling my brother around as soon as we meet, my brother loves you."

Qin put the bead in her hand and looked around, and rolled her eyes when she heard Pietro's words, "He asked to see you last week, and he sneaked to Bludhaven to find you on the way to the mission. You, but you were not there, let him run away, and make a lot of noise every day."

"The sewers in Gotham should be pretty good, right?" Bobby asked. Barbara has confirmed that there is no more poisonous gas left in the air, and the Titans sent out have also successfully recovered the poisonous gas cylinders in other locations. , he is going to make this huge ice surface return to its previous appearance.

"Should... be okay?" Randall tilted his head and said hesitantly. After all, it is a city where it rains every day. If the drainage system is not good, the roads will become flooded with water in Venice.

Bobby withdrew his ability, and the thin layer of ice turned into rain and splashed to the ground in an instant, it was as spectacular as a flood in a disaster movie that was about to swallow the city, but fortunately, it was already on the way down. Most of the water turned to steam, and the rest fell with the rain, which sounded like a few seconds of downpour.

"Landa! He—"

At this moment, Dick's exclamation in the communicator made Randall's eyelids twitch, "What's wrong?"

He asked several times, but no one responded, Randall felt something was wrong, turned and ran downstairs.

Pietro, who just came back from work: "Should I treat me to a meal today—ah, Landa, why did you run away!"

Dick and the others are just a few floors below this building, and Randall can accurately perceive their existence, but—the emotions of all of them at the moment are very strange, and there are too many emotions compounded in the compound emotions, which makes Randle Del couldn't tell what they were thinking for a while.

Can shame and joy, grief and anger be present at the same time?

"What's wrong? What happened—" Randall rushed to that floor with a hurried expression, ignoring that his messy hair almost covered half of his face, "——what happened..."

After seeing the scene clearly, Randall's voice suddenly dropped. He wiped his face indiscriminately, wiped off the hair sticking to it, and stood there awkwardly and not knowing what was wrong.

The clown and the scarecrow were well hooded, bound and thrown in a corner, probably unconscious. Batman, Red Robin, and Nightwing wrapped the red hood in a fan-shaped position—it couldn’t be called a red head either. The hood, Jason has now taken off the hood... There is a pile of tissues on hand.

Oh Jason is crying.

Randall's brain, frozen by the cryogenic temperature of the tornado, is now spinning again.

He probably didn't control the amount of emotion before letting Jason down just now, which made him start crying until now.

He scratched his cheek, and stepped back a little embarrassed, trying to avoid it for a while, but was pinned in place by Jason's teary eyes.

"Give me, undo this...!" Jason's tone sounded as if he was going to swallow him alive.

"It can't be relieved..." Randall stood on the spot cautiously, pulled his clothes, and quickly glanced at the serious Batman, "Just cry for a while, haha... venting is also good for the body Healthy... huh?"

He whispered, seeing Red Robin hand Jason a tissue, then slip another one to Dick next to him.

Randall took a closer look, it was terrible, not only Jason Todd was sitting on the ground crying, but also Dick Grayson.

Randall: "... Dicky, are you okay?" He doesn't remember throwing his emotions out on Dick?

"Wuuuu..." The boyfriend who was crying with the beauty of pear blossoms and rain wiped his tears while turning to look at him, "It's Jason...it's really Jason..."

The author has something to say: Good night!

I'm finally home from vacation!You can type with peace of mind!

I remember seeing a lot of(?)

In my heart, Brother Chi is just crying Bao Dameng 1. Sometimes he looks very childish, but in fact he is a reliable adult man!

(But Chi sometimes gives me a feeling that his mental state is not very good, that is, he seems to be very good at communicating or reconciling with himself, but when he encounters some serious things, such as when a bat disappears and dies, he will collapse, but that kind of The collapse is invisible to other people, he will pretend that I am good, but in fact the spirit is on the verge of being broken... Sometimes I feel so sorry for Brother Chi)

Stick with the bosses!

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