[Comprehensive] Daily life of superheroes

No one could have imagined that Jeff returned to look for the two brothers, and what he brought back was not a full assembly, but extremely sad and cruel news, and he didn't even have the courage to speak out.

The big cat found them at the place where they started, and the two brothers leaned together, leaving in pain and panic.

The murderer is not there.

Jeff knelt down and held his head.After a long time, several bloody and deep paw prints were cut on the ground.

He stiffly carried the bodies of George and John on his own shoulder, walked through the dirty and smelly groundwater, climbed up the ladder, and returned to the secret base where the two brothers were within one step. He didn't speak at the end.

Seeing Jeff, turning his gaze and seeing the two brothers who were gently hugged and placed side by side on the ground, everyone seemed to have been robbed of their voices in an instant, and their faces turned pale.

Dead silence.

The members of the Patriot League who were staring straight at the faces of George and John could only move their eyeballs, opened their mouths, and before they could speak, their cat hands trembled.

What else to eat.

Unsteady in his hand, and unwilling to hold it steady again, several plates were broken with a "bang bang bang bang", breaking the terrifying silence that permeated the air.

Finally someone opened his mouth and howled loudly, and crawled over: "George, John!"

The grief that drove the remaining members of the Patriots League surged and surrounded the two brothers, trying to reach out to touch them, but when they came to them, they withdrew them like an electric shock and pounded heavily on the ground.

"Who did it!" The man who ran over first, who is usually close to the two brothers, knelt beside them, tears streaming down his face, and asked Jeff repeatedly, "Boss, who did it?" !"

"Who did it..." There were tearful echoes from around, begging Jeff for an explanation.

But Jeff's expression hasn't changed since he entered the door—still unfocused, his face is as calm as a sky full of dark clouds, but no sky can bear the hatred and pain that is suppressed so hard.

The subordinates hugged his legs and cried and begged, but he just didn't speak.

Coco, who was watching the dead bodies of the two brothers and the crying Patriots, had already had red eye circles, and tightly clenched her wand in both hands, drawing deep marks on her fingers.She choked up and couldn't help but wanted to rush over, but was stopped by Steve with a serious face.

"Let them take their time first." Captain America has never spoken so slowly.

Looking at the superheroes on the left and right, no one can stay out of it.

The little professor turned his head away and couldn't bear to look any more, even though the sound of mourning was endless; Tony and Wade looked down at the floor, Tony's chest heaved for a moment, and finally raised his face to stare at the crying people, ran to the tool pile, and searched for him during the day. The usable parts that were picked out were put together quickly and randomly, but the springs and discarded chips could not be put together.

Thor and Loki of God's Domain are also two brothers.Thor was deeply touched. Although the feeling of watching Loki fall from the Rainbow Bridge before was not the same as it is now, but he has tasted the pain of losing his brother, so he rubbed his fists hard, and pulled hard with his fingers. The next pinch of hair.

Loki changed his lazy and indifferent expression and curled up into a ball.

He would not grieve with them, but he had no intention of speaking disrespectfully to the dead.

"Steve..." Tears rolled down the corners of Coco's eyes, and he slowly bent and sat on the ground, hugging his knees, "It's the cat. Someone sent by the cat must have killed George and John in order to find us .We took two lives."

As soon as she cried, Loki, who heard the soft cry, turned to look at her.Just as she was about to get up, she saw that Meituan had already stretched out her cat's hand to wipe the tears on her face.

"Coco." Steve said to her, "Coco listen to me. Tears can't solve anything. Before we take responsibility, let's find out who killed George and John, and see if it was a cat, okay? ? No matter who we are facing, we will not spare the murderer who brutalizes the innocent."

"It's the invaders."

There was silence by the door, and Jeff finally spoke, but his voice was already hoarse.

The crying stopped abruptly.

I was too absent-minded just now, I'm afraid I heard it wrong, everyone stared at the big cat, waiting for him to confirm again.

Jeff glanced at a group of his subordinates, then at Coco and the superhero, and said, "It's them. Where George fell, there is a mark M drawn with claws."

The capital letter M, in today's situation, it is very clear who it points to.The weapon used by the cats is the M-ray, and there is also an M on the cat head flag announcing territorial occupation.

Steve stopped trying.He wiped away some of Ke Ke's remaining tears, and let out a long breath: "Since this is the case, the old and new grudges will be settled together, and they will not kneel down to apologize in the end, and vow not to give up."

"I want you to figure it out." Jeff carefully walked around the bodies of the two brothers, walked out from the encirclement of his men with heavy steps, and reached the superheroes.

He moved his eyes down and met the red-eyed Coco: "The cats don't take the lives of people on earth as their lives. Even if George and John are not killed today, if you continue to fight against the cats, you will meet death sooner or later. Even if you are killed today. Brother George, it could be me, you, or anyone standing here now. To fight against the invaders, you must first be prepared to die in battle. There are only two outcomes anyway. So you don’t have to take all the responsibility on yourself , if I didn’t meet you, I might not die.”

"However." Jeff said so much in one breath with a hoarse throat. He thought it was a bit painful to pull his vocal cords, so he couldn't help but pause, and quickly continued, "Don't even think about taking responsibility outside. A powerful enemy needs Powerful soldiers to fight against, I am the minions, you are the heroes. You have to take up things that we ordinary people cannot do. This is my request."

He glanced back, and the teary-eyed subordinates were stunned for a moment when they received this gaze, and then stood up with support, and bowed deeply to the superheroes: "It's our request."

"I don't ask for anything else!" The first person who ran to cry for the two brothers raised his hands and said loudly, "I just ask that when the time comes to fight, cover me, so that I can get close to the demon who killed George and John and stab me with my own hands." One knife!"

As he spoke, he couldn't hold back his tears. He lowered his head and wiped vigorously with the fur on the cat's hand, which got wet.

The superheroes look at each other and exchange a glance.

Except for the professor, Rocky, and Tony who buried himself in the machine, they all went to help the members of the Patriot League who bowed one by one.

Charles was unable to step forward in time because of his inconvenient legs and feet.

When cats of various colors and sizes looked up, sad and expectant eyes all fell on the heroes, Charles raised his voice and said: "We have not forgotten what we should do. The cats are bound to be expelled from the earth. but."

He responded to everyone's prayers, and his voice became the usual gentleness: "No one is a minion. A single fist can't break the barrier, and everyone who works hard for justice is a hero."

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The funeral for brothers George and John was hasty and simple.

The unfinished dinner can't be eaten anymore-the two meaty plates can't wait for their owners to wipe off their sweat after the sewer trek, and eat a delicious dinner contentedly.

No one is in the mood to eat anymore.Even though Jeff was hungry, he completely forgot about his physical needs in the face of his companion's death, and carried George wrapped in a cloth bag on his back.

Dan insisted on carrying John.He is a little thin, so he can't bear it.

"Let me see him off for the last time," he said.

Taking advantage of the time passing by as the night was getting darker, and on the unlit streets, the darkness could hide the marching team, Jeff led everyone to find a seldom-visited grassland near the base, and dug a pit to bury the two young men.

Brothers walk with brothers, even in heaven, you will not be lonely.

No one cried at the funeral.Tears were given to them in the base, and now we have to say goodbye, at least don't drown that "goodbye" in crying.

"When the cats are gone, we will come back and help you move to a bigger home." Dan said, "During this time, if you get used to living here, you will grow a few random flowers, we know what that means. "

The cat fell into the pit, but scooped up a handful of soil with grass roots, and together with the others, drowned them in the ground where there was no danger and no killing.

"There is no priest to give a eulogy." Someone whispered something.

"We don't know how to read the eulogy." Jeff patted the grass, "This kind of process has not been given to you. Please let me make it up later, please the most famous pastor."

Ke Ke suddenly said, "Can I do something for them?"

Everyone just looks at her.The person who asked the question just now was obviously a little happy at last: "Will you read the eulogy?"

I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint him.

The little witch shook her head: "I won't. But I want to give George and John a little light."

The people guarding the grave whispered until Jeff nodded in agreement: "Thank you."

Coco pulled out her wand, and the tip of the wand lit up with a bright light like a star. At first, it was only a small grain, but gradually enlarged, illuminating the wet soil under her feet, like holding a small lamp.

"Dumbledore, the former headmaster of Hogwarts, died in the Second Wizarding War that year. The light lit up by the teachers and students in their grief dispelled the shadows over the school," she said softly.

The whispers gradually weakened, and when Ke Ke finished speaking, the surroundings became completely quiet, and no one interrupted.

Standing in front of the grave, Jeff stared deeply at Coco upon hearing the words.

"Later, every time we talked about this period of history in class, the professor would tell us."

Coco raised his wand slowly,

"The darker the time, the more the light in my heart cannot be extinguished."