Tyrant Alliance [Comprehensive British and American]

The flowing male model, the iron Pepper.

At dawn, Gotham ushered in another cloudy day, the sky was slightly hazy, without any warm colors.

The dark black monster roared in a low voice, startling the tenants hanging on the rock wall, reflected by the headlights, the bats shoved into a squeak.

After the sound of the engine stopped, the lifting platform in the center of the lake slowly started.

The water curtain is still hanging on the body, and the hood has been opened first.The black shadow flipped out from the driver's seat neatly, pulled off the mask, and stretched out his hand to comb back the sweat-drenched forehead hair, revealing a cold and handsome face.

"Good morning, Master Bruce." The butler handed over the towel.

Bruce nodded and took it, and suddenly heard a very familiar voice from one side of the screen.

——"In comparison, I prefer the title of futurist."

At least tonight, when he was taking some drunk home home, he heard her chatting all the way, enough to tell the difference.

After a pause in his hand, he raised his eyebrows, "Ah Fu, I didn't know you still had the habit of watching interviews."

Alfred turned around and controlled the operation panel, allowing the Batmobile to be stored automatically, "After all, Miss Toni is your childhood sweetheart?"

He immediately heard what the butler meant.

"...we haven't dealt with each other for at least 20 years."

Their mothers were good friends before marriage. After marriage, Maria followed him all over the world in order to take care of Howard, and Martha would take Toni into their home.

Until the incident in the alley, Bruce embarked on a road destined to be irreversible.When he returned from his practice tour and put on his cloak, Toni also took over Stark Industries because of the car accident.

After a few years of interval, although their respective companies still maintain the long-term cooperation projects when their parents were still there, Lucius always took the initiative, and the decision-makers of SI have also changed a few times.Sometimes it is unavoidable to meet at banquets or cooperation, and it is only limited to polite greetings.

Bruce also didn't expect to meet Ome with another identity today.

"I think tonight's opening remarks are very 'excellent', and it will be a good start for the two of us to get to know each other again." The old butler continued, calmly, and the statement was like a prophecy.

The premise is to ignore the unique ridicule of the British accent when speaking seriously.

After the accusation of "Batman was bitten by a bat" came out, Bruce heard the suppressed cough from the butler who couldn't hide his smile in the earphones.

It is indeed a very "remarkable" achievement to make a retired MI5 agent who is self-made and outstanding.

"My lord, being alone is a very dangerous state."

"I still have you, Ah Fu."

"That really touched me." Alfred's expression remained unchanged, "I thought that because I persuaded you to maintain a stable relationship several times, you have verbally asked me to retire early hundreds of times?"

Bruce knew that it was enough to be silent at this time, to avoid the butler's "distressed heart", he checked Arkham's monitoring again, and when he switched, he saw that screen again.

This time, the temporary interview has come to an end.

——"This year's Stark Expo, you will see my world."

said the inventor.

Just like running to him before to show off new inventions, dazzling, arrogant and arrogant.

And he has become a stranger even to himself.

The Hangover and the Gossip are longtime friends of Tony Stark.

On the first day Virginia Potts became Toni's personal assistant, while meeting her boss, she met these old friends and fought wits with them for several years.

Miss Secretary's morning activity is to sit in the coffee shop downstairs and wait for the driver. Her mobile phone is full of pictures of her employer's fashionable and beautiful clothes and various gossip pushes.

This time too, she casually read a few articles, and those editors wanted to write the little male model as a contemporary Cinderella.

The next moment the heroine called her.

"Pepper."

"Toni, my God—"

"I want coffee, the one you bought for yourself the other day."

"I thought you were still in some hotel in Gotham at this time."

"Have muffins today, raspberry jam thanks."

After talking to herself in a hurry, before she could speak again, the other party had already ended the call in one direction, and Jarvis sent the coordinates very thoughtfully.

— Her boss is an asshole.

Stepping on high heels and walking into SI's New York branch, the elevator stopped at the target floor. Pepper took a deep breath and was almost pushed back by the deafening rock music.

What greeted her was the lifted hood, her boss was buried in it, as if he was going to get into the engine, and only the wobble wrapped in hot pants greeted her.

"Good morning, Miss Potts." The AI ​​turned down the volume.

"Morning, Jarvis."

Pepper put down the paper coffee tray and muffin box in his hand, ignoring his boss, leaned against the table, took out the StarkPad, and began reporting the schedule with ease.

"The Department of Communications has a new satellite to be launched. The Department of Energy recommends that you participate in tomorrow's visit to the drilling rig. There will be a board meeting at three o'clock in the afternoon. The cooperation project with Quinn has been discussed, and the Lex Group sent an invitation card about... "

"No one is free," said the person in the car.

Pepper raised his eyebrows, with an expected look on his face, and took out another stack of documents from his bag.

"The Pollock from the last auction has also been delivered, here is the receipt, and there are still several personnel transfer and checklists that need to be signed."

The person in the car finally got out, wearing a close-fitting sports vest, with long dark brown hair casually combed with a capacitive pen, short hair strewn everywhere, so simple and casual that it is outrageous, except for the overly good-looking face , exactly like a car repairman on the side of the interstate highway.

It is completely different from Miss Stark in those fashion weekly street shots.

Pepper paused: "By the way, your menstrual period is coming soon."

Toni wrinkled her nose, picked up the stack of checklists that Pepper put on the table, wiped off the oil on her hands, flipped through them a few times, and signed them neatly.

Miss Secretary sighed: "So, what happened to you? You rarely take the initiative to eat breakfast."

"I jumped into the river of love and took a shower...Why do you have this expression?"

Pepper shrugged and opened the notebook, "I'm just a little surprised that I was distracted this time. Sure enough, you prefer blue eyes?"

"Hmm." She bit a muffin and replied vaguely.

"Promise me, have a good relationship, and don't let Jarvis clean up our Cinderella Lance again."

"Who is Lance?"

Pepper said dryly, "I thought you released Happy and I's pigeons yesterday, and went alone to a not-so-important banquet just to meet him."

"Oh."

Toni frowned, as if she was trying to think hard. After looking at the photo that Jarvis called out at the right time for a long time, she suddenly responded, "He."

At this time, she finally recalled the poor little girl who was borrowed by her and left at the dessert shop next to the Gotham police station.

Having grown up in this kind of environment, Toni is already familiar with some eyes and purposes, "First pay someone a car, seems like a model? Talk to Malinda's assistant and take care of her in the near future."

Pepper felt that the amount of information was a bit too much, "Wait, it's not him, who is that?"

Toni smiled.

In response to this smile, the bear child translator in Pepper's mind automatically said: You finally asked.

That often means a topic that won't make it easy for her or the company's stock price.

Pepper asked again: "Also, how did you come back last night?"

Toni was easily diverted from the topic by her, jumped up like a child, and her eyes lit up when she said: "This is the interesting part."

She pulled out a virtual projection screen, talking about her hands and feet and analyzing with gestures. From the engine on the market to the "pumpkin car" that brought her back yesterday, she was very excited, just like she planned to go surfing when the tsunami came.

"He ended up taking me from Gotham to New York in half an hour."

"But I invited him to stay and he turned it down...I thought we had a romantic opening?"

Jarvis's voice sounded at the right time, "With all due respect, miss, even if it's a conversation, it's unwise to inquire about the origin of a mystic man as soon as you come up."

Toni curled her lips and snapped her fingers, and a dark projection appeared in the middle of the room.

"So, Pepper, do you think you shouldn't check his details?"

Pepper: "..."

At a glance, she recognized the so-called "mystic man" as the vigilante in Gotham who was not like a superhero in the popular sense, and never did villain things, completely wandering in the gray area.

Pepper has a headache.

Her boss is like an extreme adventurer, and he can always die beyond the comprehension and imagination of normal people. He also has the ability to escape from desperation every time, which can make insurance companies all over the world love and hate.

It is normal to build a new energy zero-emission aircraft to travel around the world. Who would take a single-beam energy sword to climb the Himalayas alone?Now I'm interested in Batman again.

Well, that's kind of a clue.

If you only count the risk factor, Batman should be the Everest of superheroes.

The assistant lady thought that she had nothing to love.

Today's Pepper is also expressionless and calm, even wanting to knock open the boss's genius brain with high heels to see what's inside.

Under the baptism of Tony Stark, she will not be surprised when aliens invade the earth one day.

The author has something to say:

childhoodsweetheart: The popular translation is childhood sweetheart. I really like the hazy meaning of the original word, so I put it directly.