[Comprehensive British and American] Chaoying Pet Shop

One day without warning, all the superheroes on earth disappeared.

Fulian Building turned into ashes.

Gotham's Bat-Light is broken.

The Met lost all of its phone booths.

All human experts were shocked.

While rebuilding the phone booth, they tore up the reason for this mysterious phenomenon on TV day and night.

Some people say that it has experienced a war on a cosmic scale.

Some say they went to another dimension.

Some say they reversed time and accidentally erased themselves from the timeline.

No matter how hard the experts tore it up, since that ordinary day, the world has never seen a superhero again.

The crime rate has skyrocketed since then.

Gotham has become the first city to fall since the bombing of the Gotham Police Station that shocked the world.

It has become the largest drug den in the United States and the training capital of countless high-level criminals.

People who have pointed guns at Chaoying finally realized that the world really needs heroes.

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Joe Ward was wearing sunglasses and a mask, with a pistol in his coat pocket, and went out to buy a breakfast.

There was no one on the street.A "Wneedheroes" banner was pulled from a utility pole and half fell off, flapping in the wind.

He bought a cheese hot dog sausage at the hot dog stand opposite, not daring to stay for long, turned around and went back to his pet clinic.

The cats and dogs in the clinic smelled the fragrance, and meowed and swarmed up.

His pet clinic is located in a not-so-busy neighborhood in New York. He usually does pet grooming, birth control operations and other tasks, and he can also help with foster care during holidays.

In addition to basic business, he also accepts homeless stray cats and dogs within his ability.After giving them a physical examination and neutering, he will clean them up and find a reliable family to raise them.

The crime rate has soared so much recently that business is no longer easy.

Joward returned to the clinic and took off his sunglasses and mask.

It's no wonder that he has a lot of armor. A young doctor in his early twenties has a very eye-catching face.Light brown hair and light blue eyes, the corners of the eyes are slightly drooping innocently, the lips are beautiful cat lips, no matter sad or happy, the corners of the mouth always seem to be smiling.

He sat down to eat a hot dog, and the skinniest cat in the clinic stepped on the back of the sofa and came over silently, sticking out a cow cat's head and staring at him.

Joward: "Have a taste?"

Handy cat: stare at——

Joe Ward unwrapped the hot dog, ready to take a bite.Before he could open his mouth, he saw the cow cat stretching and retracting its head, biting the whole hot dog like lightning, and then dragging it to the ground like flying!

Joe Ward: "Fuck!"

The cheap cat dragged the hot dog and ran all the way on the ground, and threw the hot dog into the litter box as soon as it raised its head.The hot dog rolled twice in the cat litter, and Joe Ward's hand was frozen in mid-air as he slid on his knees and tried to save him.

The cheap cat didn't even eat it, and lay down next to the litter-stained hot dog with its hands in its hands, squinting its eyes and starting to snore.

Joe Ward: "..."

...One day he will chop up the cat and feed it to the dogs.

In the morning, as usual, no one came.Joe Ward was squatting by the litter box, eating a hot dog without ham, and watching the stupid dogs in the clinic finish eating the hot dog.

The oldest lame golden retriever in the clinic limped over from the side of the stairs.It nudged Joward with its wet nose, then put its chin on Joward's lap and looked up at him benevolently.

Joe Ward took advantage of the opportunity and started to stroke it, and his depressed mood finally got better.

Speaking of it, others may not believe it, but half of the cats and dogs in his clinic are sent by Spiderman.

Good Neighbor Spider-Man is New York's little angel, as long as he asks, most people in New York City are willing to help him unconditionally.He didn't know where he got the news about Joward's adoption of animals. Occasionally, when he passed by the clinic, he would bring an injured dog or a dirty cat.

He rescued the lame golden retriever from under the wheel, and it was a bloody mass when he carried it back.While Joward was stitching up the wound, Spider-Man sat on the sofa with his head bowed and waited. When he saw the door of the operating room opened, he ran over to touch the golden retriever.

"Dog, you're all right now," he said.

His voice is so young, it doesn't sound like the voice of a superhero.

Thinking of this, Joe Ward subconsciously looked outside the clinic.The streets were deserted, except for the "We Need Heroes" banner floating around.

It had been a long time since he had seen the figure of Spider-Man swinging between tall buildings.

Really hope that young superhero is okay.

The door of the pet clinic jingled.

Joe Ward looked up, but it wasn't a customer who came, but the husky in the clinic that automatically went out for a walk every day.

The husky has something in its mouth, it's black and dirty, like a... like a big mouse.

All the cats in the clinic stood up.

Joward: "Dirty, spit it out."

Erha spat the thing onto the ground in front of Joward with a "poof", then crackled and flicked its tail, and circled around Joward with a silly smile on his face.

Joe Ward pushed away all kinds of cat heads that were about to move, brought a broom over, and swept the big rat into the garbage shovel.

The erha of his family came back with strange things all day long to beg for rewards.He has posted a long note on the wall for a long time, and only two or three people have come here to get their slippers and underwear back.

He swept the clinic floor by the way, and when he was about to put the garbage shovel on the trash can, he found...

This mouse looks like...

Tie yourself a belt...?

He turned the mouse over with a cat teaser, and heard it speak before he could see its face.

It turned out to be a low and hoarse male voice, gasping after being injured:

"—Because Iambatman!"

Joe Ward: ! !

Batman jumped out of the trash shovel nimbly, his black cloak flapping away behind him.

He buckled his belt with one hand, and when the hidden buckle on the belt was opened and closed, a bat dart with a shrill electric light shot towards the face of the giant creature in front of him!

Joe Ward: ...

Joe Ward: Ah, the nose seems to be numb.