I have two faces

Tony Stark felt the world's malice for the first time.

The whole world knew that I was stripped naked and thrown on the grass, but my client was the last to know.

It was the butler Jarvis who learned about Tony's miserable state from the reporter's beautiful little mouth when he woke up from the bed with a headache and brain swelling.

It's miserable, even if Stark didn't have such a miserable time in Afghanistan.

Afghanistan hurt Tony's body, but Enid hurt Tony's fragile heart.

You threw the great Iron Man suit in the trash!Do you know how much that is worth! !

Tony sat on the bed with his face in his hands, his brown hair matted on his head. A bird could lay eggs, but Tony's head was worse.

Tony touched back with his hand, a big bag slightly raised.

Well, Tony Stark, you are a great scientist, you cannot be swayed by emotion, calm down, well, now recall what happened before the coma.

Armor experiment→flying to the sky→fault→falling→coma→waking up at home

No no no, start over.

Tony patted his aching head, got up from the bed, took a sip of water, and continued to recall.

Armor experiment→flying to the sky→Jarvis intercepted a string of codes invading Stark Tower→fault short circuit→falling→coma→waking up at home.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, but a shadow was cast on Tony's face.

"Jarvis, how did I get back?"

"I asked Happy to pick you up, sir."

"Then why didn't you come sooner?!"

Javi said softly: "Happy said he was dating."

The implication is that it's all the fault of Happy who forgets his boss when he sees sex! !

Jarvis you have changed.

So, now, armor experiment→flying to the sky→Jarvis intercepted a string of codes invading Stark Tower→fault short circuit→falling→comatose→Happy picked him up→waking up at home.

So, where is the murderer?

The visual inspection is between coma and before Harpy arrives.

"Jarvis! Retrieve all the monitoring from 2 o'clock to 4 o'clock yesterday!"

When is the cycle of cause and effect, and when will grievances be reciprocated?

Tony: Shut up! ! !

The sun was shining brightly, Enid was sitting on a chair with a small coffee table next to her, and a stack of cookies was placed on the coffee table.

Enid eats cookies, and when she turns on her computer, it's full of headlines about Tony.

All of New York knew that Tony Stark had been stripped naked and left on the grass.

Although the news was taken down within 10 minutes of making headlines, and the printed newspapers were also recalled, these measures still could not stop the gossip.

After all, basic computer operations such as copying, pasting, and saving are essential skills for ordinary netizens.

Anthony Playboy Tin Can Tony Regal Stark was seen for the first time in this new image, which was... so strange.

Enid: Not only am I not sympathetic, I am super happy.

Tony: You wait for me! ! !

However, Enid, who has a backer, rejects Tony's threat and throws a taunt at him.

The notice from Midtown University quickly reached Enid, and they asked Enid to report to the school within two days.

Bruce asked Enid to study hard, and he also gave Enid a credit card, a sense of déjà vu of being taken care of by a big boss.

Bruce held a small seminar with people from all walks of life in New York in the small meeting room next door. Although Bruce played the role of a playboy perfectly throughout the whole process, no one dared to underestimate Bruce even if he acted casually enough.

Just as New York cannot underestimate Tony Stark, no one dares to mess with this Gotham local snake even in New York.

The only person who dares to mess with is now madly asking Jarvis to delete all videos and photos on the Internet.

As soon as Bruce came out of the meeting room, he saw Enid smiling like a chipmunk at his computer, which is the prettiest smile for a girl her age.

Bruce didn't realize that what he was thinking just now was like a middle-aged uncle who likes young girls with weird thoughts. Although Bruce, who claims to be middle-aged, still has countless girls screaming into his arms as soon as he waved, but since he has more After his brother bought his daughter, he has not been rumored for many days.

According to Bruce's past habits, he would always bring a model or artist with him on business trips.

But this time Bruce was with no one, except Enid.

"Papa Bruce, I wanted to have lunch with you."

Enid closed the computer, looked up at Bruce, and rubbed her belly, "I'm so hungry."

Bruce glanced at the time. At 1:20, Enid had been waiting for him for three hours.

Well, it was a boring and lengthy meeting, and Bruce didn't even think it was fun, let alone Enid the little girl.

"What do you want to eat?"

Bruce took out his mobile phone to make a phone call. As soon as his slender fingers touched the screen, Enid got up from the chair, and the brisk voice entered Bruce's ears, full of youth and vigor.

"No, Midtown University called me in the morning and asked me to report in the afternoon as much as possible. I can just buy some burgers on the way."

Enid picked up the bag on the sofa, just took a step, then turned around and suddenly rushed to Bruce and hugged him firmly.

Bruce's hand holding the phone was slightly tight, it might be a bit embarrassing to say it, and Bruce was actually a little nervous when facing the girl's embrace.

Enid rubbed her eyes closed, "I always hope that when I go to school one day, someone at home will hug me goodbye and tell me to be careful on the road."

Deadpool was a good father before the age of 15, but he never did such sweet details.

Enid let go of Bruce, smoothing out the creases in his suit.

Bruce is tall, mature and attractive, and seems to have a messy love life, but Enid has never seen anyone around him since Enid met him, and he feels safe.

But the point is, he cared about Enid.

It is simply the image of a good father in Enid's ideal.

Deadpool never cared what Enid went to school, Enid did not learn badly, and did Enid have any strange hobbies.

Deadpool raised Enid according to his own ideas and world.

Enid swears, that scumbag dad probably doesn't even know what color he likes until now.

"Be careful on the road."

A big, generous hand appeared on Enid's head, and he patted it gently.

Enid blinked, "What about the farewell kiss?"

Bruce pushed Enid away, and looked at Enid critically: "My ideal type is 36D, you are not qualified."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! How can you do this!!!"

Enid blushed and ran out covering her face like an ordinary girl, almost tripping.

Bruce: It's nice to be young.

Sure enough, letting her leave Gotham was the right thing to do.

But the clown couldn't find him for a day, and Bruce couldn't rest assured that Enid would be alone.

It seems that the trip to New York will take a few more days.

But before the clown is dealt with, maybe Bruce should clean up the hotel for uninvited guests.

Such a murderous scene, fortunately Enid has gone to school.

And Enid, who blushed like an ordinary girl and ran out of the luxury suite, suppressed the smile on her face as soon as she went out, and the speed of changing her face was astonishing.

Very well, before going to the classroom to sit obediently and be a good student, she must first deal with some hands-on guy in the dark.

Bruce's father is just an ordinary rich man, and it's better to avoid him in that kind of brutal scene.

Bruce/Enid has absolutely no idea that the other is actually a Batman/Wizard.

The feeling of chatting in a vest is different.

Enid walked into the elevator, pressed the floor, turned her back to the elevator door, and looked up at the monitor.

In the main control room of the hotel, on one of the several monitoring screens, the little black-haired girl has a beautiful and lovely face, and her sweet smile seems to warm people's hearts.

The staff drank a cup of coffee and smiled lightly: "What a cute little girl..."

However, in the next second, the staff put down the coffee cup and looked up again, and the little girl was no longer in the elevator.

Maybe it's the floor.

The reddish vortex suddenly appeared and disappeared. In the main power switch room of the hotel, the masked man was about to cut off the signal line of the hotel. Take the man's arm and draw his attention to you.

"you!"

The man looked into those blue eyes with angry hostility towards Enid.

"sleep"

A heavy tiredness surged into the man's heart, and his mysterious blue eyes, which looked like witches, gradually turned into endless darkness.

"You were sneaky yesterday. I thought you were holding back some big moves."

Enid closed the valve, "I've seen this kind of criminal routine a lot in Arkham, and it's nothing new."

If it wasn't for Bruce's father living here, Enid wouldn't bother to meddle in such business.

The hard hole suddenly touched Enid's temple, and a gloomy sneer came from the left side, "Yes, there is nothing new, but you shouldn't be surprised if such an old-fashioned trick kills you. "

Enid: "..."

In fact, Arkham is not just a mental hospital, but it is not right to say that it is an ordinary prison. After all, there will be no such position as a psychotherapist in an ordinary prison.

Enid became a monk halfway, because she seemed to be involved in spiritual magic, which allowed her, an unprofessional, to secure this position and break the record.

The Joker is the most difficult prisoner in Enid's short career.

But he is in Gotham, according to the time law when he ran out and fell in love with Batman in the past, now...

Enid thought for a while, and suddenly forgot the time. She ignored the people next to her and took out her mobile phone to look at it.

Well, it's only been a month now, and it's not at all the time for the clown to put on a stage play.

and so……

Enid tilted her head expressionlessly: "Did you get someone's authorization to plagiarize the clown's idea like this?"

The guy with the gun has clown makeup on his face, but he's not a clown because real clowns aren't as short as he is.

Height really does identify a person.

"You can learn from me and start a live broadcast to thank the clown for his sponsorship. After the mandatory binding, even if the clown wants to settle accounts, there will be no public opinion support. Brother, is your politics taught by your physical education teacher?"

The man clenched his gun tightly, with an irritable expression on his face: "You're going to die, so what's the point!"

Enid looked at the mentally retarded expression, "I want to ask why? Because it's not me who is about to die."

The little girl smiled and looked behind him.

"you--!"

There was a hard feeling on the man's head, and a man appeared behind him, holding a gun against his head, and snorted coldly: "You are here to kill Abby, unfortunately, the order I received was to kill Abby. you."

Obviously, the newcomer was not so talkative, he pulled the trigger decisively and shot the man's head.

Blood splashed everywhere, scarlet splashed on Enid's stunned face.

She didn't seem to expect that the newcomer would play cards completely out of the ordinary.

This does not conform to the basic law of dog blood drama!

Enid raised her hand to touch her face, the tentacles were warm and sticky, and she didn't react for a while.

The new terrorist who did not follow the Basic Law did not even look at the corpse at his feet. He turned his gun on Enid, full of anger, "You will die too."

Is she going to die?

Enid internally denied his words.

Everyone dies, but Enid doesn't die here at his hands.

Cannon fodder N who didn't even take the name of the author, how shameful to die in his hands.

Reddish magical energy lingered in Enid's palm.

The portal would lead to anywhere in the world Enid knew.

Here's hoping he's up there with his peers in Arkham...  

Large black bats flashed past the window, accompanied by fire and smoke rising from the ground floor.

Enid:? ? ? ? ?

The hotel seems to be on fire, no it doesn't matter.

No, Batman Woj, why don't you go to New York when you're not in Gotham? ?

The author has something to say:

This terrorist attack was planned by the clown behind the scenes√

But he won't show up until later√

Clown: Honey, you're still alive.

Enid: emmmmm, what the hell is your disappointed tone! ! !