When Chaoying meets Little Siren

"Quiet, don't make a fuss, I will let you go out."

Captain Cold whispered.

Given that the person who said this is the founder of the largest resident villain gang in Central City - a criminal who was thrown into prison by the Flash and released again and again, this must be heard by another person, referring to the average of other relevant practitioners Reputation value, there is really no credibility.

It's a pity that Val didn't know.

In fact, Captain Cold doesn't like to lie to children very much.

So in the end, the biggest reason why Val was followed and taken away foolishly was actually a misunderstanding.

The "going out" that Val thought was going out of this playground, and Captain Cold's going out meant that they had to go out of the playground, get in the car and meet up with their companions, get rid of the armed men, and finally go to a safe place.

So this "going out" means leaving the amusement park, getting on the truck, and entering the underground.

Wei Er was placed on the chair of the truck, sitting in a daze.

Fortunately sad.

What if Barry couldn't find her.

While the man saved her, that wasn't an excuse for him to take himself around.

The uncle in white looked at her fiercely.

Although she couldn't see his eyes behind the goggles, judging from his expression, he didn't welcome her very much.

She is not afraid, it's not that she can't handle this situation, she just wonders if there are other solutions.

The adults I have met so far can solve problems through communication with her.

She hasn't used her abilities well yet, if she hits hard or lightly, it doesn't seem to be very good.

After all, they don't seem to have done anything bad.

The scoundrels who burned down the souvenir shop and touched the goods in the warehouse would not have thought that the little girl they picked up had already classified them as "harmless" in their hearts.

Suddenly I feel offended.

Wei Er sat in a row with them, and next to him was a strange uncle, with a green helmet and orange clothes, like the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles on TV.

But he does not carry shells and weapons on his back, nor does he wear colorful bands over his eyes.

Val was a little disappointed.

She poked her head out, looked at the person who brought her out, and asked timidly, "When did you let me go?"

After thinking about it, she added, "I'm waiting for someone there."

Captain Cold glanced at her: "Wait."

Val was in a hurry to leave, and Captain Cold also collapsed a bit.After he and Heat Wave had slipped away, the mirror image master sent Lightning to the souvenir shop to put out the fire, and took advantage of the time when the mirror image master joined them, a perfect escape.

The only imperfection was that they brought back a small bottle of toffee.

Originally, he planned to let her go on the street, but after he asked a lot, he found that she didn't even know where she lived.

Throwing it casually is afraid that it will be cheap. Which abductor gets a child for nothing, and the armed personnel who saw the child for the last time will hold the blame on their gangsters.

headache.

This was not the answer she was hoping for.

Val pursed her lips, trying to use her newfound skill: refusal.

So she repeated firmly: "No, I'm waiting for someone there."

The uncle who was staring at her fiercely was still staring fiercely at her - judging from the tense muscles of his face - then he touched his pocket and took out something.

The thing was metal, and it looked like two half-centimeter-thick iron wires were twisted into a strange, loop-like shape.

That's a brain teaser.

He held one of the rings and dangled it in the air.

The lower ring also swayed.

"Separate the two rings without destroying it, and let you out."

Heatwave said.

"Are you ready?" Val looked at the ring, as if seeing Barry and ice cream.

"we have a deal."

Weier stood up and cupped his hands to pick it up. The truck wheel ran over a pothole and shook.The "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" next to her stood up straight by the collar of her who was about to fall.

Val stood firm, turned her head and said seriously, "Thank you."

Jason said that a polite child is to thank those who have helped him.

Uncle Turtle was taken aback, no one was so calm and comfortable as a hostage, as if he didn't understand the situation, he felt a little interesting, so he smiled at her: "At your service, little lady."

She stood firmly and took the small object made of two rings, and it was still warm in her hands.

Captain Cold took a look at the buckle and knew that it was an intellectual buckle that had been broken.

Simply put, it is unsolvable.

By the way, how could there be such a thing on Heat Lang.

But it's good, so as not to upset people if she makes a fuss.

Thanks to the unsolvable intelligence button, Xiao Weier, who quite obeyed the rules of the game, took the button, touched it, shook it, thought about it all the way, and was quiet all the way.

No one would take outsiders back to the base, so they took the kid to the bar where they usually hang out.

Really bad adults.

……if not?Send it to the police station now?Who sent it?Scoundrels?

what.

If you want to send it, you can only wait for it to be placed at the door of the police station's duty room at night when the view is not good. When the time comes, the group of guys who only eat dry food will receive it, so they will naturally know how to arrange for this child.

Just entering the bar, his sister, Lisa Snart, saw the child and said wow: "Lenny, where did you pick up this kitten?"

She put down her wine glass, sideways avoided the weather wizard Mark who was swaying over, and went to Leonard's side to take one of the spoils of this mission: a ruby ​​the size of a thumb, played with it casually, and put it in her pocket.

She's more interested in another small booty.

"Hostage." Leonard said succinctly, and lifted the little girl who was still working on intellectual buttons onto the stool.

Lisa understood, a little trouble that she didn't have time to get rid of.

"Sweetheart, did he hurt you?" She bent down and touched Val's face.

She has a fragrant smell on her body, her fingers are soft, and her voice is gentle. She looks out of place in a noisy bar.

like.

Val pressed against her hand.

She loved being touched so tenderly.

Oh……

Lisa showed a loving expression.

The green-eyed kitten was so cute, it reminded her of the orange stray cats that would circle her calf.

"Are you afraid?"

Val shook her head.

"Why should I be afraid?"

"—Because this is the gang of rogues, gathering most of the villains in Central City."

Leonard walked to the bar and said coolly.

Don't accuse him of scaring kids, he's just telling the truth.He doesn't need to plant fear in the hearts of children. Does the Rogue Gang aim to become a child's nightmare?What a great ideal.

Speaking of which, she was too careless.

"A glass of milk."

Leonard tapped the bar with his knuckles.

Mirror Master Sam accidentally laughed out loud: "Interesting attempt, if you want to add heat and sugar, I recommend you go to the family restaurant."

"To shut up."

The bartender Paul glanced at the girl who was out of place among the five big and three rough guys, and he understood.Some cocktails use milk as a raw material, but since the guests who come here like to order less mild alcohol, their demand for milk is very small, and they hardly buy it.

Fortunately only almost.

A glass, milk, and a small white flower for decoration.

The milk was ice, and it was cold in the hand, and the water droplets condensed on the side of the glass. Leonard put the milk on the table in front of Weier.

Weier went to pick up the precarious little white flower, and put it on the table after picking it up, the wooden table board was slightly damp with water vapor.

"Take you to the police station at night, stay here for me now, don't run around."

Leonard said, seeing her sitting on a high stool and still pondering about the puzzle made her feel a little funny.

She didn't touch the glass of milk for a while, and concentrated on tugging on the intellectual button.

Probably because they were taught not to drink what strangers gave them.

Leonard thought, taking a sip of the wine handed over by the bartender.

Seeing that the child pondered for so long, he finally lost interest. He put the little object aside and took a look at the glass of milk.

After pondering for a while, he looked at him again.

Then he took a sip.

...then frowned and put it aside.

It seems that I don't like drinking milk, no wonder I can't grow taller.

She is not afraid that he will poison her.

The little girl herself also remembered not to drink indiscriminately, but after thinking about it, this seemingly indifferent adult even fished herself out of the flames and the dark crowd, rounding them up they are friends.

Friends do not belong to the category of strangers.

There began to bet on who could take the Flash again with the strength of alcohol, and another group of people made a bet on who the Flash would catch next.

The prize pool has gone straight to $1000.

The door of the bar opened again, but few people cared about it amidst the noise.

Weier rested for a while, saw the little white flower lying on the table, and held it in her hand, intending to go out and bury it in the soil, but found that the environment around her suddenly changed from the chair to the table. the door.

It's super speed!

There was a crackling sound in the bar, most of the weapons of the rogue gang were confiscated, but it was a pity that he didn't bring enough hemp rope, and Barry went to a convenience store on the way, took the hemp rope and left money and a note at the cash register, "Sorry waiting to catch the bad guys is very difficult." Urgent! I hope the hemp rope is still at the old price. If it’s not enough, go to the police station and find me. ——by Lightning”.

"And I bet on Captain Cold." The Flash left a red shadow and patted the tied Leonard's shoulder, and by the way, put the rest of the people in the bar next to each other to collect their weapons.

The bartender Shi Shiran made him a cup of coffee with milk.

"Thanks," said Flash, pulling Heatwave and Mirror Master out of it—the burn marks and smell, and the bruise from the jaw he'd punched Mirror Master an hour ago.

"—but it's working time."

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The author has something to say:

Xiao Shan, looking for someone from bar to bar, is so tired qaq