[Comprehensive British and American] Justice Passerby

"The webpage has only been open for half a day, and the number of visits has already exceeded [-] million."

Freya took the milk pot off the stove.She and Alfred picked out the mixing pot together, mid-range Wedgwood, wild rose color, which looked vivid and bright on the tablecloth in the large dining room.The same set of coffee cups is made into a wavy cup mouth, and the mellow milk is poured into the freshly brewed Honduran coffee, and the aroma spreads immediately.

"Congratulations." Alfred said, "I used to hope that someone would keep an eye on Master Wayne, maybe you can help in the future—I'm past the age when I would be happy to inherit a large inheritance."

"I always wanted to learn how to bake, but it's a pity that my colleagues hate sweetness, and it's a thankless job," Freya smiled slightly.

She turned the mixing spoon and looked enviously at the handmade desserts made by the old housekeeper.Alfred baked her a big dragon-shaped biscuit yesterday, with lifelike scales and claws.

"With your ingenuity, you will be able to master it in a short time. Although sweetness is not everyone's favorite, sugar is necessary for survival." Alfred said.He arranged the last piece of macaron on the plate, made a final adjustment, and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Pink, the bad taste of the old housekeeper.

Freya looked at him for a while, nodded, and took the tray.

Bruce was working in the study on the second floor, the door was open, and there were faint voices.

"Afternoon tea." Freya knocked on the door, walked in and put coffee and snacks on the table.Bruce made a silent gesture to her, but it was too late, and the person on the other end of the phone shouted: "I heard it! Don't say you're not messing around, Bruce!"

"Whose phone number?"

"Who else," Bruce's hand paused on the pink macaron, turned to pick up the coffee, "Tony fuck Stark."

"Pay attention to language, Bruce, girls don't like to talk dirty every second, learn from it." Tony teased on the other end of the phone.

Freya raised an eyebrow.

"Learn? The girls you're dating love your money every second, Daddy Tony." Bruce made an apologetic gesture and spat at Tony mercilessly.

"By each other, do you think all the girls with Baby Bruce like his face?" Tony said. The behind-the-scenes controllers are probably the Wayne Group, right?"

"Do you really want me to debunk that half of the column in the New York Times Avengers report last week was about Iron Man because Stark Industries paid for it?" Bruce raised his legs triumphantly, "Poor Captain America, who was Squeeze into a small piece in the corner."

"What does the Propaganda Department have to do with me?" Tony began to talk nonsense with his eyes open. "Speaking of reports, today my mobile phone was blown up, my mailbox was full of letters, and at least one company of reporters was squatting downstairs. The smell of takeaway can be smelled on the top floor of the Avengers Building, don't you have anything to explain about this?"

"What?" Bruce pretended to be stupid, "And this?"

"Because of you, damn you, why are you sponsoring the Justice League? Is it because the wine is bad or the gambling is not fun? Is there no woman in Gotham?"

"Can't I be a little dedicated?" Bruce took a sip of coffee, "Defending justice and freedom is what every American citizen should do. Since the newly emerging alliance has this need, why should I give up this opportunity? Look at For God's sake, I want to put the Wayne Enterprises logo on Superman's uniform."

"Whoever wrote you the official letter, why don't you deduct some of his salary. Superman's chest is also something you can fiddle with? Admit it, Bruce, you're just messing with me. You really think it's that easy to fund a league Do you really think that I do nothing every day but drink a martini and shake my legs to admire Thor and the captain's ass?" Tony mocked, "What kind of ecstasy soup did Batman give you?"

Bruce tucked the phone over his shoulder, answering one or the other.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. is very upset, don't expect me to settle this matter for you." Tony warned, "I've been arguing with me since I was a kid, I'm not doing my job properly when I go out to clubs, it's mature and sophisticated when you go out to flirt with girls, the old man's heart is biased." Go to the ditch. Don't worry about anything else, now you have to get involved in this matter. Saving the world is not just shouting slogans, Bruce. Originally, I wanted to say that one day the villain will rush to the door and tie you up You will regret it, but this morning I took a closer look at the members of the Justice League - you are not trying to recruit kidnappers, you are going to heaven."

"Thanks for your concern, Tony." Bruce said, "I'm really going to the sky, and the Wayne Group is going to launch a space station next Monday at Vandenberg Air Force Base."

"I must not have woken up." Tony said, paused for a moment, and he yelled, "A space station?! It's not enough for you to fund the alliance, but you want to build a space station? Do you think the space station is a supermarket wholesale? If Fury can If you do that I'll take my head off and kick it for you! If I were old Thomas Wayne, I'd be a dead man by now."

"You broke my heart, Tony. The space station is already finished and waiting to be launched." Baby Bruce said lazily, "Anyway, several members of the Justice League can fly, and Fury won't let me fly." How about it, let Superman carry it into space and go to the head office. Besides, I have nothing to say with the old fox, can't you solve this problem?"

"I'm not stupid, why did I give the green light to let you ride on my head." Tony snorted.

"Three gold mines in South Africa, first-level sharing of satellite information, a cooperation agreement between Zhenglian and Fulian, and a kilogram of vibration gold," Bruce said. .”

"It's a lot of money, but unfortunately I only want the phone numbers of the two ladies." Tony was still stubborn, but his attitude relaxed, "Forget it, Stark is willing to do good things. I will find a way from S.H.I.E.L.D. , but you always have the license, right? I am impatient to deal with people from the military department."

"NASA and FAA commercial licenses, I'm too lazy to deal with the military." Bruce said.

"You got a commercial license for an alliance headquarters?!" Tony roared again, "Fury will tear us apart!"

"What's wrong," Bruce said indifferently, "isn't it very appropriate to use the watchtower as a space viewing platform?"

"Hehe." Tony hung up the phone with a snap.

"Clark can handle the military." Freya sat at another table in the study and said, "General Swanwick, the Minister of Defense, is his old friend."

"condition?"

"The coalition is in contact with the Department of Defense as it operates."

"Ha," Bruce said, "it's finally not under the guise of the United Nations. I heard that the upper echelon of the Avengers is now overwhelmed, and a few civilians died strangely during the Sokovia surprise attack. Tony said that he seemed to see a green light at the time." , and immediately half the village was blown up to the sky. The media reported that his thermal weapon was out of control, and now more people are asking the Avengers to disclose their identities."

"Wizard." Freya rubbed the center of her brows, "Voldemort never dies for causing trouble for Chaoying. Is there any contact with the Magic Council?"

"The specialty of politicians is to only receive the information they want." Bruce put the empty cup on the table, "It is true that Avada Kedavra can achieve this effect, but Tony said that there was a green light, and that those people before the explosion died, who saw it? Who can testify?"

"Is there no video for the Mark series?" Freya asked.

"This is the strange part. There seems to be something wrong with his battle suit, maybe there is something wrong with his artificial intelligence." Bruce turned on another computer with the bat logo on it, and entered a few lines skillfully on it. command character.The green words quickly slid across the screen, and a few seconds later, dense data appeared in front of their eyes.

Freya stood up.

"The Stark Industries database," Bruce said slowly, "Jarvis's protection of his information is out of control, or worse, it's too easy to hack, just like Jarvis is defending everyone who wants to break into Tony's system." People leave the back door. It's me today, and in a few days, everyone who can do it will know him."

"Jarvis can't betray Stark." Freya said in surprise.

"No matter what happened, this old boy is trying to die again." Bruce said, "I added temporary protection to him, and it won't last long, but it's better than nothing. But the system is being restored, and Tony himself should have found a loophole. Although I don’t like to admit it, but he’s pretty good at artificial intelligence, and if Iron Man can’t do anything, then we’re just going to worry about it. The next thing we need to focus on is watchtowers, and engagement with the government and the public.”

This makes sense.

There are many superhero organizations around the world, but their strengths are uneven. Judging from the nine members of the Justice League currently exposed, their combat effectiveness can be said to be one of the best, and even Superman can affect the nerves of many people.

In half a day, with over [-] million clicks, all voices burst out.

Why did Superman create this organization?What is its purpose?What is the purpose?Most importantly, what do these extraordinary guys want to do next, calling themselves the Justice League?

General Swanwick leads the Ministry of Defense and has a close relationship with the president. He can open the door to the alliance in a short period of time, but what the public needs is not this level of approval, and it is not official support to attack the forces behind it. It's action and results.

Bruce took out a file from a pile of documents and put it on Freya's desk. It was the document he had obtained from the Penguin's base.

"Acquired: January 2014, 1. Type: B." Freya read, "Location: Mars. Ability:..."

She paused for a moment, and it seemed that all the previous conjectures became three-dimensional in an instant.

"Ability: Suspected telepathy." Freya closed the file, "There is finally some clue about the agreement."

"The first mission of the alliance, we have to meet this guest." Bruce said.