[Comprehensive British and American] Chaoying Pet Shop

But Tony Stark is really not a fool.

He was worrying about his inexplicable plight of becoming a ball, and suddenly he was pulled back to the main team by his teammates from Tianxiang. In this team, there is also Zhenglian's IQ as Batman. Silently repairing the bat ball on the small iron gate, thinking that when the time is almost up, I still have to show the bat ball the battle video recorded in the armor.

Even turning into a Q version, the brown peas blinked and blinked, and Tony finally shifted his gaze to the "giant" boy in plush pajamas with messy hair in front of him.

"Wow."

Tony only remembered that he looked like a perverted stalker when he was wearing a scarf and sunglasses, but this time he saw clearly that the other party was a sweetheart, so he whistled at him ambiguously.

This was originally just a harmless playboy's little problem, but Captain America and Batball looked over at the same time, their eyes full of vigilance.

Tony: "...What."

Is this group of people overprotective? ? ?

For someone outside the situation like Joe Ward, he didn't understand what happened at all.He only saw Tony Stark, whose head was wrapped in a bandage and looked bigger, with one hand in his trouser pocket, and the other coolly stretched out to him: "IamIronman."

Joward hesitated for a moment, pinched the opponent's small right hand with his index finger and thumb, and shook it twice.

Joward: "Hi, I'm Joward Lector..."

—Tony Stark.

Compared with the spiritual symbols of Captain America, masked heroes Batman and Spiderman, Iron Man, who has a net worth of billions, has greater practical significance to a certain extent.

Joe Ward felt extremely nervous when the big people he saw almost every day in newspapers and on TV were poked in front of him like this.

After squeezing Tony's little hand, he looked around his attic anxiously: it was too small, too dark, and the ceiling was too low. I don't know if Mr. Stark, who wakes up from the mansion of [-] square meters every day, would I'm not used to living...

Really, the Gotham baby Batball who wakes up from the [-]-square-meter mansion every day, while repairing his security door, took time to glance at Joe Ward.

After the little doctor shook hands with Tony, his whole body was not well, his face was red, and his eyelashes were trembling with tension.He has appeared in this state when he and the US team recovered their original body, but it is the first time for a superhero in the ball state.

Batball coldly warned the US team: "Tell your teammates that Joe Ward is our key figure, don't play with his crooked ideas."

Tony: "Seriously, I'm standing next to you, do you have to tell me through the captain?"

Batball repaired the wicket and slammed the door shut, ignoring him.

Tony told Captain America: "God I really hate him."

After doing a D-level task and making such a fuss, it was almost 3 o'clock in the morning when Joward actually hit the pillow.

The little spider was sleeping in his arms stretched out, the spider suit rolled up a bit, revealing his bare belly and navel.Joe Ward flipped his clothes down with his fingers, and the little spider, like the countless milk cats he had raised, stretched his feet and stretched his waist while hugging his fingers.

Ah, the little spider really grew up eating cuteness.

Joward didn't hold back for a moment, bowed his head and chirped his little head, awakening the little spider.

"Sorry." He hurriedly apologized in a low voice.

The little spider looked at his face, one eye was big and the other was small, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, the big eye also began to droop slowly, and fell asleep again.

Joward lay on the bed by himself, thinking of many things.

The next time you do a task, you must save points.Now he can only do D-level missions, and it is possible to earn one point by running for a whole day. If he does not save points for the superheroes, there will not be enough time to redeem points when the real enemy invades...

He rolled over on the cot.

He doesn't have the ability to protect himself, and it's a big hurdle that he can't cross... and he can't hope that every mission will not encounter danger.The current D-level mission is just to find something in the early morning. Who knows what kind of severe test the future B-level, A-level or even S-level missions will have?

Something is crawling under the covers.He dazedly touched it, and found a sleepwalking American team, and stuffed it together under the warm blanket.

All in all, try to do quests during the day as much as possible.Finding a way to restore Chaoying's body is the top priority. As for the operation of the clinic...he still has some inheritance in his hand, which should last for a while...

Joward, who fell asleep thinking about it like this, hadn't had time to check his bank account.When he finds out that there are several zeros behind his deposit one day, he may be scared to death on the spot.

By the way, I heard that Batman directly dumped a black gold card to Joe Ward. Tony quickly asked the smart housekeeper to operate it, so Joe Ward's deposit directly went up to several zeros—this is all That's another story.

The next day, he hung a "emergency only" sign at the door of the clinic, and left his mobile phone number on the sign.Even though he didn't go to bed until three o'clock yesterday, he still got up before six o'clock in the morning - he couldn't beat the artificially set biological clock.

The little doctor stared blankly at the cold winter morning in New York with his misty blue eyes open, and turned to make breakfast with his hands on his waist.

Because there are balls in the attic now, Joward sealed the door opening in the attic and limited the animals in the clinic to the clinic on the first floor.Before the balls came, the cats and dogs who could share a bed with their master were very dissatisfied, but they couldn't help it. They followed Joward around and tried to suck the little master he hadn't seen all night.

"Ow."

Joward, who was making breakfast, jumped.Erhaxia was so enthusiastic that he hugged his ankle and nibbled lightly.Seeing its owner looking down at itself, it turned over and purred immediately, and slapped the floor with its tail.

But in the next second, Er Ha Xia immediately turned over and jumped up, barking loudly towards the stairs in the attic!

Tony: "...Uh, is that dog trying to kill me?"

Little Spider: "I, I, I, I feel like I'm really treating you... But it shouldn't be wow! Although this erha is usually stupid, he is very friendly to us..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Erha Xia wrinkled his nose ferociously, and actually wanted to rush up the stairs.The little doctor was so startled that he didn't care about breakfast, he hugged Er Ha Xia who was almost half the height of a man, and muttered: "Bad dog, what's the fuss so early in the morning?"

Erha Xia is wronged!

It recognized the tin can that had lost its own teeth at a glance, and wanted to go up and take a bite to relieve its hatred, but the owner actually scolded it for being bad!

Tony is not recovering from his injuries well, but he feels curious and fresh about everything. The small golden-red tin can spews fire from the soles of his feet. He wandered around the clinic buzzing around, and was almost beaten by the cheap cat. on the ground.He sped up urgently to dodge his claws, and was almost gnawed on his steel feet by Er Ha Xia, who was watching him eagerly.

Tony:  …

Huluopingyang was bullied by cats, and Tie Canguan knew how to assess the situation: in the attic, there was a free world belonging to Qiuqiu, but on the first floor, only Joe Ward was the safest.

Immediately, like a little spider, he poked obediently on the kitchen counter and stopped moving.

The cheap cat was walking around in the clinic, but he was not very interested in this small tin can.It paced the catwalk silently, even accelerating silently for a moment, and then accurately blocked the bat ball in the corner.

Witnessed everything just now, and was preparing to venomously tongue Iron Man's bat ball: "..."

Joe Ward was still working in the kitchen with his back turned to him, and he didn't say anything about the bat ball. He took out two bat darts from his belt, and put on a standard "bat dart warning" fighting posture.

The cheap cat stared at him for a while, then suddenly opened its mouth wide.

The bat ball exploded immediately! !

The cheap cat opened its mouth and yawned, then got down on the ground with its hands in its hands, changed into a comfortable position, and continued to stare at——

The pointed ears that had been blasted straight by the bat ball slowly softened.

The US team who hides on the stairs and eats melons all the time: ...Why do cats make things difficult for cats...

……

After getting a general understanding of the difficulty of the D-level missions last night, Joward opened the mission list in front of the superheroes, and was much more casual when selecting missions.

However, not every D-level mission can be completed within two streets of his home. He may run all over the city for a mission goal—maybe even have to run out of the United States. The time cost in the middle, must also be counted.

So the system's mechanism of accepting the task first before seeing the content of the task is really too bad.Sighing, Joward casually clicked to receive the latest D-level mission on the mission list - "Orange Hair Ball". If he guessed correctly, this mission should be related to cats.

Sure enough, the task was to save a cat on the 9th floor, but the time given for the task was only 15 minutes.

Joe Ward turned on the GPS, and the shortest subway line takes 40 minutes.

Joe Ward: ...

Is this for him to fly over?

Joward was still counting the time of the journey with his head down, when an ordinary gray car quietly parked at the door of the clinic.

The window of the car was covered with light-tight film, and the bat ball stood on his shoulder, beckoning him to open the door.

Joward opened the car door suspiciously, and was startled by the black and sophisticated equipment in the car.

This...is this the legendary Batmobile!

He carefully opened the car door, first patted the breakfast biscuit crumbs off his pants, and sat in the pile of high-tech equipment that he couldn't understand.

It looks like an ordinary four-seater Batmobile from the outside, but there is only one driver's seat inside.The Batmobile has no windows, and the dark compartment is full of dense equipment. Directly in front of it is a huge projection screen, showing the road conditions in front of the car in all directions.

Iron Ball also probed over to have a look, folded its arms and hummed: "IamIronman."

He was actually saying that the bat ball stinks to show off, but as soon as he said it, Joe Ward thought of another problem: D-level missions are only allowed to carry 3 assistants...

Joward was embarrassed: "...um..."

The Bat Ball God is sitting on the dashboard, and is receiving the coordinate map given by the system into the Batmobile: The car is mine, and you still want to kick me down?

The spider ball responded quickly, and the spider silk stuck to Joward's schoolbag as soon as it was sprayed, and then the whole ball was attached to the schoolbag.

Facing the scrutiny of the three bosses, the little spider was a little stage frightened, but relying on Joward's backing, he waved his hands and said, "He loves me the most! He will definitely take me!"

Tony: "Kid, think of a better reason."

But at this time Joward had already grabbed his little hand and hugged him on his lap.The little spider sat there dangling its two short legs, all in all very proud.

The American team with the best personality sighed helplessly, raised his hand and said, "OK, I'll stay and look after the house."

……

The Batmobile glided silently down the street.

Joe Ward was still looking for the steering wheel at first, but the Batball poked a few buttons casually, and the Batmobile rushed out with a "swish", relying on the camouflage coating on the outside, swaggering through the streets at red lights.

Tony looked at the little doctor nervously huddled in the seat: "What do you call this communication disorder? Meme pollution? How do I remember anything involving memes, which is basically unsolvable?"

Little Spider: "Speaking of this, Mr. Stark, can your butler communicate with Joe?"

Tony then said: "J."

The butler said: "Got it." It adjusted the size of the sound wave, and calmly said to Joward: "Mr. Lector, we want to know if you can understand my language? Because if we can communicate smoothly, many problems will be resolved. It's easy to solve."

Joward watched the little iron ball fly in front of him, repeated "IamIronman" over and over again in a peaceful mechanical voice, and roughly guessed that they were doing some kind of experiment.

Joward: "Sir, maybe you're pouring something out, but it sounds to me like you keep repeating the same sentence."

"It's useless." said the bat ball poking on the dashboard. "Meme pollution is much more difficult than silence magic. If we want to communicate with the outside world, unless we create an original communication system, and then people who know themselves very well between use."

In the next second, Batball tightened its round jaw and looked at the small video window that popped up on the projection screen in the car.It's almost like an ad pop-up - and a porn ad at that.

Tony waved his hands: "J, you misplaced it, you misplaced it, it was the sweet record that Lilith sent me a long time ago—er, maybe it was Kelly? Shut it off, there are underages here."

Batball's face darkened: "You blacked out my Batmobile again."

Tony turned a deaf ear: "Show him the video of the previous battle."

The little spider could understand what Tony and Batball said, and when he saw a scene that was not suitable for children, he let out a small "ow" and covered his big eyes; when the normal battle video began to play on the screen, he sent a He took a deep breath, raised his head and looked at it seriously.

But for the little doctor who doesn't understand the cause and effect, it's just that the bat ball was driving the car well, and then suddenly a pornographic video was sent to him, and he was shaking something of a surprising size to refresh him...

Joe Ward was simply shocked and angry!

——You, you are no longer Batman in my mind!Batman, the silent patron saint of Gotham, can't be so flamboyant!