Even though the man was wearing sunglasses, Joward recognized his voice instantly: "Uncle Tony???"

Ruined!

Although he didn't know the reason, the little doctor immediately felt that he had definitely done something bad!

After leading a team for so long, he suddenly joined hands with Uncle Tony's comrades...

Feeling unreasonable? !

Tony took off his sunglasses in one second, more or less remembering that he was in public, and put them back in the next second.

Grabbing the collar of the man in black, he gritted his teeth and lowered his voice: "Come here, come here."

Although the radar on the bat watch had already caught the sign of the metal armor approaching, Bruce didn't expect that Tony Stark would be so idle as to be present.

In order not to attract attention and harm Joward, he slightly opened his hands to express his support to the end.

Joe Ward panicked, and hurriedly tore off the heart on his face: "Uncle Tony, I—"

Tony: "You come here too."

Joward: "...oh..."

Bruce said lightly: "Go to the VIP room."

Tony: "OK."

Even though Tony suppressed his emotions, Joe Ward could hear the anger in his voice—the poor little doctor was sandwiched between two men in sunglasses who didn't recognize his relatives, he didn't know whose clothes to grab with his hands, and wrote pleadingly in his blue eyes Writer: I beg you not to fight anymore.jpg

Bruce leisurely took away the white paw that had nowhere to rest.

Tony laughed back in anger: go, go to the VIP room to fight!

Bruce is a foreign rich man who just signed a huge check. It is not difficult to find a quiet VIP room in a shopping mall.

The three of them entered one after another, and Tony turned around twice, flipping his sunglasses on the coffee table.

with a snap.

Tony: "OK. OK. When."

Joe Ward: "Sorry!"

After he reflexively said sorry, he didn't know why he apologized, so he could only add another sentence: "I'm sorry, Uncle Tony!"

Tony: "...Come on, Qiao Bao, come here."

He pulled the helpless little doctor to sit on the sofa by the wall, took out a bottle of juice from the freezer in the VIP room, and put it in his hand.

Tony: "Sit here and drink up this bottle of juice, okay?"

Joward had no choice but to stop talking, and obediently held the bottle of juice and drank it.

The two men stood facing each other, and the atmosphere was tense. The little doctor peeked at it, and always felt that the two of them were about to start dancing... No, they were fighting.

These are the two richest men...

He subconsciously took out his mobile phone, looking for help from the super powerful big sisters.

But the current situation was a complete mess for him. The little doctor looked through the chat records helplessly for a long time, but he didn't know where to start.

Bruce stands still, looking down someone's stomach.

Bruce: "I suggest you put on your armor first."

Tony was so angry that he sucked in his stomach, "Shit! You dare to say that, do you think you also have quadruple physical strength?"

He was really angry, but when he saw the "abducted" innocent baby sitting by the wall, and told him to sit and drink juice, he sat down and drank juice. Looking at them without blinking made his heart ache.

Poor Tony Stark has a fistful heart as a new father (?), and he can't really fight with people in front of Qiao Bao. Only a hundred million people are willing to share." When I met the calm gaze of Gotham's richest man, I swallowed these words again.

Tony: "I just want to ask. Gotham or him, which one do you choose?"

Bruce: "Saving Manhattan and protecting Joe, are conflicting options for you?"

Tony said fuck you.

As a superhero, how could he not know that this is an unsolvable proposition?

That's why he always felt that if he had a choice, he would let Qiao Bao spend his whole life with an ordinary person no matter what.

That person may not be smart, not strong, or even mediocre, but he can firmly hold Joe Ward's hand in the melee and take him to the shelter; On the ground, watching myself rushing into space with a nuclear bomb on my shoulders.

"Bruce Wayne," Tony said, "I'm serious. I've thought about everyone, but I never thought you'd recruit him—even if I don't doubt how much you like him. You're more likely to hide your life after all. , until the one who takes it to the grave.”

Bruce was silent for a while, and as if feeling helpless, he said, "Itried."

Tony: "Then your brilliant brain tells you that while you are entangled in the mess of Gotham, you also have the ability to protect him for the rest of your life? What do you have left after dedicating yourself to Gotham? Can you save your life?"

Bruce whispered, "Ido."

The two were speechless for a while, just staring at each other.

At this time, a weak voice sounded from the corner of the wall: "Is there...does anyone remember that I am also considered a superpower?"

Joward drank the bottle of juice as fast as he could, making his stomach swell, but then Uncle Tony could get him to talk.

They never let him talk.he thought sadly.

It was like this when I was discharged from the hospital, it was like this during the meeting, and now the two seem to be fighting, it's still the same.

...does he really look that weak?

Joward: "I'm not sure...doesn't it seem naive when I say I want to help people and change the world? Maybe it's fate that brought you to my clinic and gave me so many friends and Family; I want to become stronger, protect the friends I like, and advance and retreat with you, isn't it also reasonable..."

Tony quickly said: "No! No one thinks you are naive, baby, never. Uh uh, maybe we are a little protective...but you can always choose to be who you want to be."

Joward: "Also, about Gotham... If he wasn't Gotham's Batman, if he was just Bruce Wayne, I would never have liked him as much as I do—"

He looked at Tony's face, and quickly added: "It's like if I didn't watch you fly into space with a nuclear bomb, I wouldn't like you so much, Uncle Tony. I, I feel that I am with a superhero , is the luckiest person in the whole world, if I can be needed by you, it would be great..."

The look in Tony’s eyes—it’s very complicated, he can’t explain it clearly—was slightly dazed at first, and then he looked at him carefully for a while as if confused, and countless emotions suddenly flashed in those big eyes.

He only had time to understand the first one: The cub thinks I'm meddling in my own business...

Joe Ward: "..."

He hurried up to coax the bearded uncle who looked a bit sad, Tony pushed him away somewhat contrived—the movement was gentle, but not in the direction of Bruce anyway—and then put on the sunglasses left on the coffee table.

He walked towards the door, stopped, turned around again, and raised an index finger, as if he wanted to say something.

But he seemed to suddenly not know what to say.Dangling his fingers in the air, he clenched his fist back again. The man in the sunglasses let out a long sigh, opened the door and left.

……

Joward was back at the clinic that evening.

He only stayed in Quantico for two days and two nights, and the house was in a mess; he inquired, and it turned out that Wonder Ball was still in the temple where Loki was imprisoned, and Nataball had been cooking soap operas for three days at the origin. Only Golden Retriever Hammer and Cranky Neptune are left to demolish the house.

"Where's Er Haxia?"

The little doctor followed Hammer's buttocks to clean up, while looking around.

"Sol, did you ride it away again?"

My younger brother got involved in a lot of big things and was locked up. It must be a lie to say that he doesn't care.Joe Ward guessed that Thor Ball must have been riding Erhaxia out for a while these days.

Raytheon Ball was not happy: "meow—"

Joward: "Okay, meow meow."

He himself had something on his mind, so he simply went out for a walk with a bag of dog biscuits on his back, to see if he could get back Erha, who had soaked up the little bitch and was becoming more and more homeless.

New York in early June was a bit humid, and the streets were wet, but compared with the end of a year ago, more people went out for a walk at night.Joward walked around the community, and then in Erhaxia's favorite street park, only attracted a few greedy little stray dogs.

A chubby golden retriever rushed out from the slanting spurs, and Paji rolled down at his feet.

Joward: "...?!"

He took a closer look, and it turned out to be a lame golden retriever!

The dogs in the clinic were very affectionate with him. The lame golden retriever rolled around on the ground, hugged Joward's ankle with two paws, and gnawed his ankle lightly with their teeth.

The little doctor pulled out his foot with an "ow", squatted down and hugged the dog whom he hadn't seen for a long time.The lame golden retriever was panting with joy, and thrust his head into his arms.

He saw that the golden retriever's eyes were wet, as if he was about to cry with excitement, and he also started to feel hot in his eyes for no reason.

Until another curly-haired boy emerged from the bushes, holding a half-broken dog leash in his hand, scratching his head embarrassingly beside him.

Joward: "...Peter?!"

If he remembers correctly—although they both live in Queens, Peter's house is still a few stops away from the clinic. Is the little spider's dog walking area so big...

Peter greeted him with a lilting baby voice: "Hey, Jojo!"

Then he said: "Captain Golden Retriever misses you at home all day long... so every time I take him out for a walk, he will come around here, let him look at the clinic's house.

He thought to himself, in fact, I miss you too.

But Joe Ward just squatted on the ground and rubbed the dog, and there was no sign of wanting to rub him.

So Peter pretended to be chic and said, "Jojo, did I say I like you today?"

Joward thought for a long time, then said softly, "Peter."

Peter interrupted him immediately: "OK, I understand."

The two of them didn't say anything else, they pulled the dog leash together to find Er Haxia.After searching for an entire hour, the foreheads of the two little guys were covered with sweat, but they still couldn't find them.

The little doctor was obviously a little anxious, but he still remembered to buy a bottle of water for Peter who accompanied him to find the dog.

Watching the young man gulp and gulp and pour it on his head again.

After pouring, Peter realized the embarrassment: "Do you want to drink? I'll buy you another bottle..."

Joe Ward smiled: "It's okay, I'm not thirsty. My home is here, I can go back and drink."

Peter: "That's right."

Joe Ward told him not to come home too late, and Peter led the lame golden retriever and went home with the empty bottle.

He didn't take the bus. Anyway, Spiderman's physical strength is super strong, so he took the dog for a trot all the way. Captain Golden Retriever was tired from walking, but he could still run with him on his shoulders.

Peter ran home, passed the kitchen, made a shot, and threw the empty bottle in the trash.He used a lot of force, and with a bang, Aunt Mei, who was washing the dishes with her back to him, was startled.

Aunt Mei: "Boy—go take a bath! Look at the sweat."

Peter: "Got it!"

Aunt Mei: "The Golden Retriever is getting old. If he runs so far every day for a walk, he will get tired. Just take a walk nearby."

Peter: "Got it!"

The cheerful little milk voice followed the footsteps upstairs, all the way into the bathroom.Aunt Mei shook her head helplessly and dotingly, and fed the lame golden retriever with a piece of specially leftover beef.

Peter splashes upstairs in the shower.

After washing, he went downstairs and picked up the empty bottle that had been thrown into the trash can.

He put a bouquet of beautiful flowers into the empty bottle.

So it has been placed by Peter's bedside.

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