Wilderness Challenge [Comprehensive British American American Entertainment]

"Then Superman flew away with the building on his shoulders," said the woman sitting on the guest sofa.

She has no bright decorations on her body, only a docile white shirt and a small suit.The color of the long golden hair is very light, so light that it is almost platinum, so the emerald green earrings that are constantly shaking in the hair are particularly eye-catching, reflecting the deep green eyes of the master's deep pool.

This aggressive beauty can turn any man who has read a thousand sails into a ignorant child.

Across from her, "Conan" host Conan O'Brien towers his hands over his chin.

"Yes, yes, Superman has reappeared in front of the public, criminals all over the world are busy crying, and the surrender rate has never been so high." He deliberately lowered his voice, "But everyone knows that he carried the building to fly. Come on, you're on the scene, honey, we want to know more 'details' that we don't know about."

"Details?" The woman raised her eyebrows, "For God's sake, Conan, I'm not Superman's red underwear, what details can I tell? I was pressed against the body of the jeep at the time, you might as well ask What does my Captain America's ass look like from underneath."

"Okay," Conan said with feigned disappointment, "so—how about Captain America's ass?"

"Perfect." The woman blinked.

The audience roared with laughter, wolf whistles came and went, not only female voices but also overwhelming male voices.

"Hush! Shh! Shh!" Conan yelled, "Pay attention to your attitude, ladies and gentlemen, it is a symbol of the American spirit. I don't want to receive a lawyer's letter from the Avengers tomorrow. Shhh!"

He kept pressing down his hands, and waited until the audience suppressed their laughter in cooperation, and then went out and blew a super long and sharp wolf whistle, and then signaled everyone to let go.

The woman sitting opposite laughed.

"That's it!!" Conan said triumphantly, "Even if the Twin Towers collapse, even if Times Square is attacked, even if aliens come to New York again, as long as there are still pectoral muscles and ass to look at, those bastards raised by female cousins ​​will never die. Want to break us. Yes, you heard me right, this is the source of power that supports the operation of the entire society."

This time the wolf whistle below was louder.

"Oh, Conan." The female guest laughed and burst into tears, "Captain America will kill you."

"This is an offer I can't refuse." Conan said, "Steve Rogers came to 'kill' me himself. Who can refuse such a good thing?"

"I can't tell you." The woman changed the topic, "Well, you want to know some details... I just remember that after Superman appeared, the whole street shouted his name, and everyone wanted to put Neck twisted up to ninety degrees, and Iron Man proclaims he's going to report a homecoming party for him."

Having said that, she made an apologetic expression to the camera.

"Sorry, Tony, I spoiled Superman, if you haven't prepared a party, get ready."

"Are you even shouting?" Conan asked.

"Of course, haven't you seen the videos on the Internet? Recently, everyone seems to like to take pictures of me on the Internet." The female guest replied.

"Are you referring to the attack half a month ago?" Conan paused. "The attacker has been confirmed to be mentally ill. I know you have been criticized a lot for this, and some radical believers have accused the violence of being an act of the devil."

"The devil?" The female guest shrugged. "Whether he is mentally ill or not, he is a fan of mine. He was a dangerous attacker at the time, and he deserved to be pushed to the ground. I don't understand why anyone would make stupid remarks, but I absolutely respect their freedom of movement to be beaten rather than fight back."

There was another burst of laughter from the audience.

"I thought it was 2011, not AD 1." The female guest said tactfully, "We are so lucky to see so many Jesus come back to life. It's a pity that Jesus said that we should repay evil with good, but he also supports the use of justice." Justice and the law protect themselves, like Paul suing Caesar. But it doesn’t matter, I should kneel down and pray for him at that time, maybe I can stop those people’s mouths.”

The laughter grew louder.

Conan laughed too.

"Speaking of collaboration dinners, Luthor really hurt Superman. I knew he liked the cliché about the Superman threat, but I didn't expect even Wayne to acquiesce, and you would have a 'family conflict' with him. ?"

"Why?" The woman brushed her hair gracefully, "I've seen at least ten sneak shots of the Scarlet Witch entering a barbecue restaurant, but she still looks so thin and charming, it's too damned! Even I'm always jealous of female heroes, It's totally understandable for men to be jealous of Superman."

"Yes!" Conan Dayi said awe-inspiringly, "A male god flying around in tights is simply a crime!"

There was booing from the audience.

He put his finger up to his mouth, mouthing "what," and allowed the audience to laugh at him for a moment, controlling the flow of the conversation.After about half a minute, when he spoke again, he shifted the topic to the main point.

"Let's talk about something interesting. Your new film My Week With Marilyn is coming out soon... Any fond memories of the set...with Kenneth How does it feel to work with Branagh..."

***

Bruce turns the TV off on silent mode.

"Why don't you watch it?" Jennifer asked without raising her head in Nakajima.

She was juicing fruits and vegetables from limes, kiwis, and gherkins, and the entire juicer was beaten a shade of green, and a small lump of residue fell on her hand when she lifted the lid.She put it in her mouth, tasted it, and immediately clicked her tongue—these new limes are really sour.

The glasses are all washed and turned upside down on the cloth, and are usually used to hold wine and juice.

She took the cup and went to sit on the sofa, skillfully turned her body sideways, rolled up one leg and pressed it under the other, and stared at the other party meaningfully while drinking.Bruce rolled his eyes, bent his long legs and kicked her knees.

"The lemon is raw." Jennifer took a sip of the fruit and vegetable juice, and pressed the evil leg quickly, "I'm not kidding, let's get down to business, what do you think of Superman?"

"How can I see it?" Bruce snorted coldly, "People have already started working on their own terms, does it matter what humans think?" He fiddled with the remote control, "Changing channels from NBC to South African national television is Superman, In just three days, he has saved four chemical explosions, six robbed banks and one plane with engine failure, and the world is singing his praises."

"You and I both know that this scene won't last long." Jennifer said objectively.

This is like a college student returning home from summer vacation. The whole family always enjoys themselves in the first week, but from the second week onwards, the nose is not the nose and the eyes are not eyes.

Superman is the college student who left Earth.Right now people are basking in the joy of his return, and it will take a while for that sentiment to change.

"That's right." Bruce echoed smoothly, "At this moment Luthor may have started to think about some evil plan, based on what I know about him, it really makes him brew, no matter how capable Superman is, he will be played around. "

Jennifer pressed the hand on his calf: "They say Superman can hear voices from anywhere in the world."

Bruce cast a meaningful look: "Unless you know how to stop him."

"So you've already started to take precautions." Jennifer snorted, "But it's not wrong for me to say that Luther is jealous of Superman. He used to make things difficult for him when he was still on Earth. After he left Earth for five years, Luther The attachment to him not only did not decrease, but increased greatly, isn’t this burning with jealousy, can it also be a desire that cannot be filled?”

"This sentence is enough for Luthor to plot against you thousands of times." Bruce kicked lightly again, "The alien rescue dog comes and leaves whenever he wants, and the earth people can't stop him from having fun. For the best Thinking about it, he at least restrained Luthor. Lex Luthor's plan has been disrupted, if he moves, if he doesn't move, he will show more flaws."

Jennifer drank the remaining fruit and vegetable juice in the glass.

Her small wounds were healed by the black bear potion, and she is in good condition recently under the action of the potion, and she is in the retraining plan.Both the fitness coach and the fighting coach sent detailed training schedules, and the nutrition coach also checked the food intake four or five times a day. Sitting face to face with Bruce was really like two miserable people.

Alfred called his old friend in the room just now, and now he came out hale and hearty, his brows furrowed, as if he had received some bad news.

"Any news?" Jennifer asked.

"It's not about Times Square, it's just an anecdote shared with me by an old friend of mine," Alfred said. "Someone hired a few well-known pickpockets from the UK and asked them to steal as well as they were severely punished." Keep things in check and need the target to come out unscathed."

He spoke so vaguely that the two listeners didn't react for a while.

Alfred continued: "Shortly after MI5 captured these mercenaries, MI6 took the prisoners away forcibly with the order of the higher-ups, saying that they were going to hand them over to resolve an international dispute. My old friend was really taken away. Angry.

International dispute?

Jennifer and Bruce looked at each other: "Wakanda?"

Alfred: "I heard that these prisoners passed the hands of the Security Council when they were handed over. Unfortunately, they all died shortly after the handover."

That's it.

The information is all connected.

What kind of transfer of criminals needs to go through the hands of the Security Council?

The so-called old friend who revealed the information was not implying the "Security Council" at all, but the "Avengers" who belonged to the Security Council in name.

What kind of criminal needs to be interrogated first by the Avengers?

Black Panther is certainly a member of the Avengers, but he is first and foremost a king, and he can directly extradite criminals unless-unless these criminals are involved in deeper things, such as the enemies of the Avengers.

"Lex Luthor said that he has reliable support behind him." Bruce said quickly, "I deduced that it might be a government agency or some organization with deep tentacles..." He had already sat down from the sofa Woke up. "...This makes sense. On the one hand, it supports Luthor's research on reptile potions, and on the other hand, he hires people to steal heart-shaped grass to study mutants..."

"In this way, this organization not only has activities in Europe, America, and Africa, but it even has access to extremist armed forces in North Africa. This is a worldwide crime." Jennifer pondered, "What organization has such great energy? They are different from the times. Is the attack on the square related?"

In the final analysis, the Times Square incident only needs to solve three problems.

How the Lizardmen were created, how they were driven, and why they chose their locations.

Bruce's answer to the first question was a high-concentration reptile potion, which coincided with Jennifer's own deduction.

"As for driving...the root of the reptile potion comes from reptiles." She continued, "Do you know how snake nests are formed? Some female snakes release a large amount of pheromone during mating, attracting groups of males. Snakes go. Reptiles can sense the presence of prey through pheromones, perceive the state of their own kind, and even convey some signals similar to fear and warning."

"There were two lizardmen in the building you were in that day, and they were chasing you, and they gave up killing Raphsi and Amanda on the fourth floor. It may not just be because you angered them." Bruce said, "Maybe... ...."

"Skirt!" they said in unison.

"I put it in the wastebasket," said Alfred, "I'll check it out."

"Someone wants to kill me," Jennifer knocked on the armrest of the sofa, "but this is not the reason why the mastermind behind the scenes chose Times Square. This kind of big battle will definitely not be aimed at me alone, I am afraid that someone will take advantage of the trend hands and feet."

So no matter whether it is the Avengers or Batman, they will not be able to understand the ins and outs of this attack for a while, because too many people have intervened in it.

For example, it seems that a certain organization first made an attack plan for the lizard army, and then the first person adjusted the location or time to achieve the goal, and the second person adjusted the intensity or distribution to achieve the goal. Things got so confusing that the investigators were confused.

Now they need a breakthrough.

And the information given by Alfred will be the best breakthrough—just figure out what this organization is.

Bruce had a plan, and immediately got up to fiddle with his computer.Leaving Jennifer sitting on the sofa and curiously asking the old housekeeper: "How did you get the words out of the mouths of those agents?"

"I didn't talk to them," the other party replied unexpectedly, "I just expressed to them my concern that you have been involved in terrorist attacks three times and four times, and no one in the family is in charge, and I used a few informants I used to know to do it. exchanged."

That is to say, Alfred went to cry with his old friend about how much he had paid for this family, and by the way, asked the other party if there was any not-so-private news that he could exchange and share, so that he would not die in his old age. Be terrified for unwary children.

Jennifer smiled and shook her head.

"Thank you," she said sincerely.

"It's always easy to have friends." Alfred blinked.

"That's true," Jennifer said, "speaking of friends, doesn't Batman need help? Professor X has his X-Men, Iron Man has his Avengers, Mister Fantastic has his Fantastic Four... Era The day that happened in the square, I realized that there are too few heroes, and individual heroes are not as capable as a group of heroes. Unless you are superhuman."

"I've had this idea for a long time." Alfred blinked again.

Jennifer twisted her body back from the sofa, and said loudly: "Maybe Batman can also have a group? Or take a step back, doesn't Batman think he needs a few assistants?"

"He doesn't like that." Bruce glared at her from the computer desk.

Jennifer couldn't bear his stubborn appearance the most.She walked to the computer desk, put her hands on the back of his chair, and watched him pretend to send encrypted emails to the second Batman who didn't exist.

"Think about it, Bruce." She said seductively, "Now if a few people can help to investigate together, this matter may have been solved long ago. The other party is a worldwide criminal organization, and Batman alone How are you so busy?"

"Why do you always care so much about Batman?" Bruce let go of the keyboard and turned around, humming half annoyed and half fondly, "Well, if you really care about your assistant, I suggest you stop immediately, I I can introduce you to him."

"Am I crazy?" Jennifer was "shocked", "I earn 2000 million a year, why can't I think about being Batman's assistant? Does the Gotham government pay me? Does Batman pay me? How much? Is it enough for 2000 million a year?"

"Look." Bruce shrugged, "Poor Batman."

"Don't be sad," Jennifer bared her teeth at him, "Believe me, he will find some poorer heroes one day."

Bruce doesn't bother to talk to her.

"What I said is true." Seeing that the other party did not reply, Jennifer assured again.She returned to Zhongjima to add a glass of fruit and vegetable juice, and suggested in her sweetest voice, "Don't be so stern, Brucey, do you want some healthy drinks?"

"Thank you for your kindness." Bruce said coolly, "After all, I'm just an ordinary man who would be jealous of Superman. Even if I drink fruit and vegetable juice and eat protein powder three times a day, I won't suddenly become a sexy god, let alone suddenly Awaken the ability to fly, and fly around in a tight suit."