When Chaoying meets Little Siren

Before Kraken's "ink" test results came out, their vision had more or less recovered to a certain extent, and the results showed that the blinding effect would only last for a maximum of 24 hours, and the body would completely metabolize it.

The worries are gone, so after the war, there must be a party.

Tony offered one of the nearest properties as a venue, Bruce (forced) offered the nearest cruise ship as a means of transport, the wreckage is not something they should worry about right now, heroes who have won battles deserve the least A champagne tower.

—Maybe several.

The post-war meeting of the Avengers and Justice League takes place in a jungle of dessert cakes and booze.But the only ones really getting the job done are the two Bruces.

Bruce, who was wearing glasses, suppressed the urge to turn green and joined the battle the moment he was hit on the back of the head by a piece of cake.

Natasha was sitting in front of the bar, picked up Weier who was passing by, let her sit on her lap, and wrapped her arms around Weier's waist to prevent her from falling.

"My child." Natasha said, resting her chin on the top of the child's furry head, her voice was slightly drunk, she was already a little drunk.

Diana, who was sitting beside her, laughed, "It's cute." Then she leaned forward to tease her: "Girl, how old are you?"

She had seen this child before, the girl in Barry's temporary care, who had powerful and magical powers.

It's usually not a good thing for a child to have this kind of power. They often don't know how to use it properly. Giving a long knife to a child who is uncertain is always easy to cause trouble, but when she is surrounded by superheroes, this The laws may not apply so well.

And this question knocked both of them down.

The information Natasha obtained is incomplete. The growth cycle of sirens is very different from that of humans, and the way of judging is not very detailed due to the lack of samples. She really doesn't know.

Val thought for a while and said, "It's big enough to protect you."

Both laughed.

At this moment, Val sat up straight to touch Nata's face, and whispered, "Jay is gone."

Natasha muttered a series of words she couldn't understand in a low voice, then slowly and indifferently held her in her arms for a while, and waited for her to tug on her sleeve before she said, "Go to him .”

So the child jumped off the ground and fell headlong into the midst of the fighting heroes.

Jason is on the balcony.

It was completely dark, and the stars in the sky were dimmed. Now it was almost December, and it was snowing in New York, and the outside temperature was very low.He knocked the cigarette ash off the railing, and turned to see a little helpless child.

"Val," he said hoarsely.

His vision was still covered with a layer of gray mist, Weier blinked, and responded obediently: "Yes."

"After you go back, Bruce will arrange a school for you. You can choose to live in Wayne Mansion or a boarding house of a classmate who lives near the school. That's safer." He said, but rather than telling her, he said yes I'm talking to myself.

After thinking about it, Val agreed.

She agreed so simply that Jason swallowed the words of persuasion abruptly.

The temperature outside was very low, and the kid, who was wearing a small white padded jacket, shivered and pulled his clothes to enter the house. He followed a few steps and extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray next to him.The kid asked while pulling him, "How often will we go home?"

She said "we".

Jason suddenly realized why she accepted this arrangement so quickly.

"It's not us, it's you." Jason stopped halfway.He always felt that if he didn't speak clearly at this time, he would not be able to clarify this matter in such an open and honest manner in the future.

The child looked back at him and asked, "What about you?"

"Do what I have to do." Jason tried to shrug lightly, but he failed.

He was ready to deal with the little girl's stalking and tears, but to his great surprise, the child nodded without looking at him.

After a while, he nodded again.

That battle seemed to have carved a permanent imprint on her body, removing most of her weaknesses.

"I see." She gritted her teeth.His voice was already trembling, but he forcibly held back his tears, "Is it because I didn't obey? So you want to send me away?"

"It's because I can't take care of you everywhere." Jason said, "You know what a fight is, and you can't participate in it, right?"

"I don't like it, but I can—"

"This shouldn't be your life," he said.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility is not a concept that should be universal. Being born strong does not mean that you have to carry a burden all your life. At least this responsibility should not be carried on a child.Weier's three views have not yet formed, she has just been able to distinguish between sweet and bitter, and her views on black, white and gray have not yet sprouted. Another Batman gave her a choice, so he should show her the consequences.

"What about you?" Val looked up at him again.

"I had no choice," Jason said.

His parents, his first home in Gotham, his buddies, his dead buddies, his mentors, his uniform, his death, his rebirth, his gun, each one of them With a hammer, it hit him hard, casting him into what he is now.

He can't go back to normal life, vigilante is not a good job, superhero is not a good choice, these two words mean you lose most of the things you cherish in your life, and then waste you Spend the rest of your life pushing the Stone of Sisyphus until your arms snap.In the process, you may continue to lose something, maybe your mentor, maybe your relatives, maybe your brother, most of them are folded in these "good deeds", and the most fucking thing is that in all After all of this, you still have to keep being a good person.

Gotham used to have so many good people, where did they all go?Arkham probably has more than half of that in it.

The remaining half dragged the giant ship that was about to sink with iron cables and walked in place day after day.

He needs to change this situation.Jason thought.

— before the next batch of kids lose their options.

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The author has something to say:

Stop, there will be no more sweets in the future.The ending is very controversial, proceed with caution.

Maybe the ending will be rewritten later.

#weaving web