i spent the summer in gotham

676.

The spider silk stuck to Duer's body, and Spider-Man held the spider silk in his hand.

Fortunately, he didn't reach out to grab it, otherwise if my takeaway spilled out, I would jump up and beat him on the head.

I was holding a takeaway box in both hands, and under my feet was Due, who was stuck by spider silk.

"Can you let go first," I discussed kindly, "I'm going to fall."

"Really, are you trying to coax me to let you go?" Spider-Man questioned, "It's not that I don't want to believe you, but generally speaking, you'll disappear as soon as I let go, which would make me look like I'm not smart enough look."

"If you don't let go, won't it appear that your IQ is arrears?" I asked, "Please, others can't see me, they will only see you pulling a piece of air here."

Spider-Man tried to bargain, "At least tell me who you are, to be fair."

"Who am I?" I thought for a moment, "I'm a moth attacking spirit."

The white eye mask on Spider-Man's hood became bigger and smaller, and finally fixed on one side big and the other small, "Why do you call it a moth?"

"Because moths have camouflage, doesn't this match the current situation where you can't see me?"

"Then why aren't you called Chameleon?"

"Chameleons can't fly."

"It makes sense." Spider-Man rubbed his chin, suddenly startled, "Wait, this is not what we are discussing, right? Don't change the topic to avoid answering!"

Peter Parker met me on the beach, so it's impossible for me to uncloak the talisman.It is impossible to lose a horse if you lose your horse, and you will never take off your own vest.

At the moment of our stalemate, the mobile phone hanging around my neck started beeping wildly.

It's time for my delivery! !

"Your delivery time is coming!!"

Spider-Man and I are the same panic, "Only 2 minutes left!"

Why are you so proficient, is this a ringtone carved into your DNA?

I yelled, "Damn it, I have two takeaways in my hand, please let me go to work quickly, my outstanding employee award will be gone!"

The rapid ringing of the bell rang among us, and we were both terrified when we heard it.Spider-Man helped me tear off the spider silk on Du'er Sword, and suggested, "Shall I deliver it for you?"

Moth and Spider looked at each other, and I solemnly handed him the pizza in my hand, "I'm here for you."

Don't let me down.

677.

I stepped on Duer and carried the fried chicken, rolling and crawling over New York.

In the last half minute, I arrived at the customer's door, and the mobile phone showed that Spiderman had also delivered it.Great, my wonderful staff is not lost.

I knocked on the door with a smile on my face, "Your takeaway has been delivered."

"You are really good at stepping on." The man stepped on his slippers and pushed open the door.

The smile on my face paused.

Who is this, this, this, this is Hawkeye!

Mom, I'm delivering meals to idols!

The man reached out to take the takeaway bag in my hand, "Wait a minute." I said seriously.

He looked at me inexplicably, "1 minute." As I said this, I picked up the concealment formula and flew around the street three times, bought a bottle of Coke in the convenience store and rushed back.

I stuffed the takeaway bag and iced Coke into Hawkeye's hand, "Have a nice meal."

He has no money, no power, no superpowers and high technology, and the glamor of a superhero has nothing to do with him.

If he can't hit every shot, he's just an ordinary man with a bow and arrow.

Well, even if he's a normal guy, he's still our hero.

678.

I often get to see Jason while delivering meals.

There is no way, his small cart has become a well-known Internet celebrity shop nearby, and recently opened a new takeaway business.I get regular orders for their little carts.

Followed by Dick, their casino has a lot of orders. I brought up to eighteen takeaways at one time and knocked on the back door of the casino.

Tim, our family's Wall Street bird, thrived in the Financial District.A few times I received his order, and this person would specifically say hello to me, saying that the windows of his office were unlocked, so he walked in through the window and brought him a cup of coffee downstairs by the way.

I had pasta in one hand and coffee in the other, and I was standing in his office where the tiles could be used as a mirror, wearing the overalls of a delivery employee. Tim sat behind the desk without looking up, "Put it on the table for me, thank you."

The contrast between the scenes is so obvious that I can't help but want to take out my phone and play "The Moon Reflected in Two Springs".

The younger brother who is glamorous and the older sister who has worked hard for life, ah, is this the difference in the world!

"Okay," Tim pulled out a box of donuts from under the table and pushed them to me. "My colleague gave me a limited edition flavor of a century-old brand."

"Yeah!" I said happily, taking the donut.

Tim is such a sweet little angel -

"Go straight to the window when you go out, you're not wearing a formal suit." Ruthless.

What did I just say?

little angel?

That must be grandma's fat Timothy Duck!

679.

As it turns out, my reassurance with Spider-Man was way too early.

While I was waiting for the order, I came across a tweet, "Spiderman is bankrupt, the food I ordered was delivered by Spiderman, and he took a photo with me. But he knocked on the window, super Cool!"

The attached picture is a blogger and Spiderman hanging upside down on the spider silk.

I looked at the strangely familiar pizza box in Spider-Man's hand and fell silent.

That looked like I was going to be late for that meal.

Spider-Man is so proficient in his business, he didn't give away the takeaway at all, he usually walks around the wall with a pizza box in his pocket, right?

680.

It wasn't long before I knew why Spider-Man's delivery business was so proficient.

Two individuals were selected for this month's Employee of the Month award.One is me who is super fast and catches up from behind, and the other is a young guy with brown hair.

The little brother's name column reads: Peter Parker.

I just found out that Spider-Man and I were in the same delivery order group, and the two of us even grabbed the same pizza delivery.

His profile picture is that of a fluffy puppy.

I:……

I think it seems a little bit unfair to other takeaway buddies.

Immediately after Peter received the bonus, he distributed red envelopes in the group to invite everyone to drink Coke.In cooperation, I also sent red envelopes to invite everyone to eat donuts.

Although one-third of the bonus was spent in this way, at least I got the same safety helmet as Captain America.

Great!

681.

Under normal circumstances, when the food delivery is finished and no new orders have been received, I will sit on Duer and look at the New York under my feet in a daze.

I miss Shushan a little bit. Shushan doesn’t exist in this world. I tried communication symbols, but I couldn’t get in touch with Meimei and Aqiang.The location that originally belonged to the teleportation array is now just an ordinary clothing store.

In this world without my friends, my family members are busy with their own things every day, and it will be a bit lonely to be honest.

A familiar voice sounded behind me, a little hesitant, "Hi?"

Not long ago, the simple worker spider who invited me and other delivery boys to drink Coke was squatting on the roof of the building behind me, with his feet resting on the outer wall of the building outside the glass.

Of course I pinched the occult talisman, but it didn't seem to have any effect on the spider's sense.

It may be because we are colleagues, I can't help but feel a little kindness from the bottom of my heart when I look at Spider-Man now.

Spider-Man thought for a while, "Would you like a sandwich, uh, a moth?"

The intimacy in my heart disappeared instantly.

682.

"It was you who told me that you were a moth!" Spider-Man was aggrieved.

"Then please call me moth or moth, those who don't know think I'm a killer moth before I get a job again." I sat next to him and took his sandwich unceremoniously.

"...Then Miss Moth," Spiderman called out this weird name awkwardly, "Can you not be invisible?" The white membranes on his mask were one big and one small, "I watched the sandwich in mid-air It's a bit uncomfortable to go down to the ground and disappear in half."

"How is this possible?" I seriously refused, "Mystery is the charm of a woman."

Spider-Man's tone was complicated, "I think Madame Butterfly and the like are a bit more mysterious than Moth."

"Like Captain Dragonfly?" I asked.

Spider-Man is silent, he is really a boy who is not good at words.

...Is there a bad word in the basic setting of Spider-Man?

683.

We live in peace in the Marvel universe, and after lurking for a while, we confirmed that the Avengers in this world are [-]% similar to the main world.

This means they are safe and accessible.

In a little while, we'll be officially engaging with members of the Avengers.

This simple and peaceful working life makes us ignore that the Marvel world, like ours, is full of violence and crime.

So it was understandable that we would run into a gang of muggers on our way to deliver Dick's meals.

Strictly speaking, they were not ordinary robbers, because they were holding weapons that obviously did not belong to the earth.

Wow, alien weapon, looks so cool.

The robbers wore masks to conceal their real identities. The moment they turned their heads, Jason, Tim, and Damian, who stopped by for a walk, and I saw clearly the appearance of their masks.

The faces of Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, Aquaman, etc. are printed on cheap plastic in a comical pose.Especially the guy wearing the Batman mask, because of the excess facial fat, the flesh on the chin was strangled.

US:……

Jason frowned displeased, "Seriously? No red hood?"

He clenched his fists, "They seem to be underestimating me."

"Indeed," Damian sneered, "Just find a red rubber bucket on the side of the road and put it on your head."

"The kind that washes the mop?" I put the bento I was going to bring to Dick on the flower bed by the side of the road, "Wouldn't that mean two holes would be cut in the face?"

Damian pulled his hood up, "Seriously, haven't you robbed a bank?"

Tim went to a roadside convenience store and bought several masks for us, and we put them on one by one.

Jason sneered, "I'm a high-profile gangster. Have you ever seen Black Mask and Penguin driving to rob a bank?"

He thought for a while, "If you call people who lend money banks, then I have done a lot."

"Boom you," Tim said casually, "Red Hood, usury buster."

Our original purpose of going out was just to get some air and deliver meals to Dick who worked the night shift in the casino, so naturally we would not go out in uniform.

But you don't need to wear a uniform to clean up these trash fish.

684.

We opened the door and stepped into the bank like a group of ordinary guests.

It was off-duty time, and there were no customers who came to deposit or withdraw money in the bank. Only two or three staff members who had not had time to leave were squatted in the corner by the robbers at gunpoint.

Before the robbers yelled at us viciously, I raised my hand first, "Good evening, friends!"

At the same time they were attracted by my words, the other three moved.

Tim casually threw a smoke bomb in the direction of the hostages. The gray fog that exploded obscured the sight, and the three people around me had disappeared.

The first to fall was the Green Lantern robber in charge of guarding the hostages, and Tim kicked him in the ankle behind him, forcing him to his knees.With a kick from his toe, the alien gun in his hand flew out.

The alien gun swirled in the air for a few weeks, and landed firmly in Tim's hand. He shot the weapon out of the hands of the Green Arrow robbers who were approaching him with a backhand shot.Flat out knocking out the Green Lantern robber with the butt of his gun.

Damian appears behind the Green Arrow robber at some point, and his knee hits the robber's neck, making one wonder if he'll break the poor man's neck.

"Football." He glanced at Tim, sideways to avoid the laser shot at him from behind, and kicked his attacker on the jaw.

He snatched the strangely shaped gun and hit it on his knee——

Not broken, alien technology seems to be a bit strong.

Damian rubbed his knees and put the gun aside as if nothing had happened.

Tim: "Do you know there is an old saying in Huaxia?"

"It's called pretending to be struck by lightning."

685.

Jason was happily punching the Batman-masked robber in the face.

I swear to God there must be a personal element to it.Because the corners of his mouth were rising uncontrollably, so that he looked far more ferocious than the robber.

The Wonder Woman robber took an oddly shaped alien knife and slashed at him.

Jason pulled out a pair of pliers for French fries from the back of his waist, and pinched the strange knife precisely.

……stop?

Why do you carry pliers with you? ?

Or french fry tongs? ? ?

While fighting with the strange knife with pliers, Jason answered my doubts, "I forgot to put it back when I got off work, so I just brought it out."

This reason does not convince me at all!

Besides, is it the Kirita star you blow up every day?

I watched the french fry tongs catch the slashing of the strange knife, and the slender metal stick remained motionless, even gleaming under the light.

Which manufacturer made the French fries tongs? Is it made by Zhenjin?

The quality is great!

"As expected of my potato tongs," Jason praised, "I'm going to put some stickers on it when I get back."

Where are you a transfer high school girl? ?

With a grinning grin, he picked up the potato tongs and knocked the frightened robber unconscious.

"Don't blame me," he sighed, "blame you for choosing the Batman mask."

686.

The three of them were fighting in the arena, and it seemed that I was doing nothing while standing aside.

Finally, some robbers remembered that there were still hostages in this place.

"Don't act rashly!" shouted the robber wearing a Superman mask, "or I'll shoot that little girl!"

The three who hadn't used their fists for a long time turned a deaf ear.

The superman robber gritted his teeth, the lasers converged on his gun, and the blue light flashed...

The blue light flickered, annihilated in the darkness, and the accumulated energy made the gun barrel heat up.The hand holding the barrel moved forward a little more, twisting the whole gun into a ball.

I smiled at him politely, "Friend, have you heard of such a law?"

"Generally speaking, the one who makes the last shot is the most difficult to deal with."

687.

The commotion took us 5 minutes to resolve.

We knocked the robbers out into a ball and put them in a corner, ready to wave our sleeves and leave without taking a cloud.

Those bank employees stopped us, "You saved us, who are you?"

We turned our heads together, leaving four handsome figures behind.

"Red Hood."

"Red Robin."

"Robin."

"..."

what am i ?

688.

Big loss.

I don't have a codename.

When this group of people talks about us in the future, they can only say that they were saved by Red Hood, Red Robin, Robin and an unknown person.

Damn, Anonymous.

689.

Dick was squatting on the steps of the back door of the casino to eat, "So have you figured out your code name?"

"What do I need a code name for?" I said, "I don't mask my face and go out to fight for justice. The ghosts and ghosts whose heads I chopped off all know my name, Li Cizhang."

"This makes it easier for fans on Twitter to express their love," Jason said, "otherwise what do you want them to do, say on Twitter, 'Thank you Doe for saving my dog's life'?"

I rubbed my chin and thought, "You convinced me."

690.

Gotham is known to be teeming with bats and birds.

I'm considering whether to follow the trend of my family and adopt a similar nickname.

for example……

for example……

Forget it, if we can’t figure it out, let’s change our thinking and start with my own characteristics and abilities.

Lotus sword fairy?

It's too high a level of shame, let alone let others call it that, even if I think about it myself, my scalp is numb.

PASS.

Promise Juggernaut?

Others may think that I just popped out of the game, and if they are not sure, they will ask me, "Hey, have you got silver in League of Legends?"

PASS.

Evil Sword Immortal?

This is not the set of "Legend of Sword and Fairy", and I am not the villain.

PASS.

……

I can't figure it out.

Jason looked at me and tilted his head, "Do you want to look for it in the comics?"

"Isn't there you in DC comics?"

!!!

691.

"There is me? There is me??" I widened my eyes, "But I haven't appeared in every big event?"

"You're like Timmy in the cartoon, you only mentioned names in the corners and corners," Jason said, completely ignoring Tim's behavior of knocking on his head from behind, "Tim only appears in Lego Wearing a uniform, you mentioned your name in Lego, saying that you went to school in Huaxia."

Okay, I'm not the one with the lowest sense of presence in the family anymore!

My sense of presence has risen to Tim level!

"Her home court should be in Huaxia," Damian analyzed, "She may be mentioned in "New Superman"."

Makes sense, Kokenan himself and I are still close, maybe I will show up there.

We went to three or four magazine kiosks and bought back all the issues of "New Superman".

Each of us rummaged through every corner of the manga, trying to find a little shadow of me in it.

After nearly an hour, Tim poked his head out from the pile of comics, "Found it!"

He held up a special publication, "Here is an introduction to Shushan!"

We all put our heads together, and the joint content of the special issue of "New Superman" happens to be the Chinese world of cultivating immortals. As a major sect in the world of cultivating immortals, Shushan naturally has a special space to shape it.

Wine Sword Immortal Yan Ting, Weird Machine Talent Zhao Lin, Little Zhuge Wen Hemei, Wufeng Sword Bai Qiang...

Seeing familiar people appearing in the publication, I turned back excitedly, and finally saw my silhouette at the back.

Judging from my figure, I should be an older me, with a slanted back, long hair combed up, and a light lotus pattern on the back of my neck, which is faintly visible under the cover of black hair.

Our eyes moved down, only to see the narrator introduce it like this.

"Anonymous Li Cizhang."

……

……

:)

692.

Dick held my shoulders, "Don't be impulsive, there won't be anyone in the DC editorial department if you go now!"

Jason spoke beside him, "That's right, I'll check the screenwriter's address for you, it would be great if you just come to the door."

Tim said sincerely, "By the way, ask me when I will appear in the animation."

Damian looked at his nails, "Say it for me, if Robin gets beaten again on Lazarus Island, I'll come to the door myself."

Dick: "Y'all wake me up!!!"