[Comprehensive British and American] After the citizens of Gotham have the system

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"Is this a New York specialty?" O'Connor watched as Evelyn manipulated the blood line to plant a bomb 100 meters away. Some heavily armed special forces were patrolling nearby, and the large incandescent light panels above their heads seemed to be hung with a few pale suns.

He wrinkled his whole face and took out a pair of glasses, and managed to hold back such a sentence.

"Tony Stark's friendly sponsorship, rounding up to the nearest five." Evelyn shrugged.

"Did you know?" O'Connor hummed twice.

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"I'm not surprised that you have any superpowers." O'Connor pouted, "You're from Gotham, and you were raised by that big guy named Muffle."

Evelyn gave him a sideways look.

"I can't believe it. We were desperate to bury him more than ten hours ago." Beside O'Connor, another Evelyn with gray blue eyes, curly hair, and a white shirt was talking with a wrinkled face. Exactly the same as O'Connor.

"So you should listen to me and run away, don't worry about this mess." The tall and thin man standing far away from them shouted to them, "Don't let me go with you after tonight!"

"Oh Jonathan, this is the trouble we caused." Another Evelyn waved her fist and rejected him righteously, "We should deal with the aftermath."

"To be precise, it was the spell you uttered." Jonathan retorted.

"Reading is not a bad thing."

He akimbo: "That's not today either."

The other Evelyn rolled her eyes, looked at Evelyn, and said worriedly: "Are you sure there is nothing wrong? He is really dangerous."

"You can rest assured, Eve..." Evelyn reassured.

"Evelyn, call me Evelyn." She interrupted directly.

"Okay, Evelyn. Now that we have mastered the spell and this book, we believe in the power of the Justice League and the Avengers." Evelyn smiled and nodded, and then shouted into the distance: "Red Hood! It's ok !"

The red hood in the distance waved his hands to indicate that it was okay.

"Cover your ears~" Evelyn tilted her head to look at them, and activated the controller in her hand, "BOOM~"

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the ruins of the entire Hamna Tower exploded into the night sky with unremarkable fireworks.

As soon as the fireworks from the bomb fell, Evelyn flew up to the very center, stretched out countless blood lines and started digging according to the approximate location given by O'Connor.

It was troublesome to say that they couldn't guarantee that the material of the Black Book of the Dead would not be blown to pieces or turned into iron paste. They had to borrow the detection device and explosives from Tony, and they did the rest themselves.

As expected, she used the bloodline to extend into the ground, and within a short while she dug up a metal book, and a mummy was attached not far away.In the middle, swarms of beetles overflowed and were burned by special forces.

O'Connor looked at the burnt worm, and made a vomiting expression: "Let me know who wrote this script, and I will definitely blow his mind."

Evelyn sealed the Bible, "If someone hadn't written the script." She gestured to Evelyn, who was guiding the special forces to burn bugs, with her eyes, "You wouldn't have met this lady, would you?"

"To be honest." O'Connor's expression was no longer teasing like before, but he said seriously: "Is it really that serious this time?"

Evelyn locked the electronic lock and pursed her lips: "Otherwise I wouldn't be so nervous."

"Then this is a battle that must be won." O'Connor looked at the figure in the distance who guided the special forces to bury the mummy, and then lowered his eyes, "Before this, I never thought that the world is like this."

The bitterness in his tone made it hard for Evelyn to explain.

"I mean, I have died so many comrades-in-arms and friends on so many battlefields, and they all have relatives, lovers, and families." O'Connor looked up at the starry sky, "So it was all to pave the way for this day."

She could understand what he meant.

I have been involuntarily tumbling in the world for decades, and in the end even I am a fake, made up to entertain the public.The audience will only use them as chatter after dinner, and laugh when they come out of the movie theater. The better ones will be recommended to others, and the bad ones may be treated as bad movies.

But... Evelyn looked at him, and a box hit him on the head.

O'Connor immediately covered his head, which was in pain from being knocked to death, and glared at her: "What are you doing?!"

"Then don't you have to work harder to save the world?" Evelyn smirked.

O'Connor grinned, "I'm not your kind of superhero."

"First, I'm not a superhero. Second." Evelyn paused, looking at the pile of rubble that was still being cleaned up, "Didn't you just become a superhero a few hours ago?"

O'Connor didn't speak for a while, then shook his head: "I did it for that lady."

Evelyn let out a "huh", "No one cares what your reason is."

O'Connor did not answer, but suddenly looked into the distance, and said unexpectedly: "Then what about you and that red hood?"

Evelyn turned her head abruptly and looked at him in horror: "What do you mean?"

"Um..." O'Connor pointed at her with some embarrassment, and then at the red hood, "I wanted to ask, but with your performance, everyone can see that there is something wrong with you two. "

Evelyn tried her best to keep her expression still, but in O'Connor's eyes it was almost stiff, "Did you take the initiative? Or did he take the initiative? Oh...you both took the initiative, so why are you awkward. "

Evelyn was frightened by his words and looked at him as if he was watching a ghost: "How do you know."

"Don't you think how popular I am, remember that time in Brazil, I was just at the bar..." O'Connor lifted his chin and began to blow.

"Hi! Evelyn!" Evelyn suddenly shouted behind him with a smile.

"!" O'Connor jumped to the side in fright, looked at his back in horror, looked around twice and found no one behind him, and turned his head with gritted teeth: "Evelyn Goodman."

Evelyn spread her hands and shrugged: "Let you blow."

"To be honest." O'Connonunu pursed his lips, lit a cigarette and came over, a little confused: "I've known you for so long, you don't seem like a secretive person."

The corners of Evelyn's mouth almost twitched, "None of your business."

O'Connor scratched the back of his neck uncomfortably, "You are also my only living female friend in so many years, I'm just giving you a suggestion."

Evelyn remembered his melancholy just now when he said that, and couldn't bear to stop him: "That's right, it's not appropriate."

O'Connor raised his eyebrows: "The end of the world is coming, what else is inappropriate."

"I." Evelyn squeezed out a few words in a low voice, "I have a boyfriend."

O'Connor narrowed his eyes until she felt uncomfortable and wanted to give him another box for his head, and hurriedly said: "Actually, there are quite a few of these, or you should break up with your boyfriend."

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"Look at you, if your boyfriend is also a civilian—we say that in the army—it's better to have a fight with comrades who were born and died." O'Connor raised his eyebrows, "They were born and died, even if we break up Afraid of embarrassment."

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