[Comprehensive British and American] Chaoying Pet Shop

#6.20 New York defense battle.

From the moment this hashtag appeared, it has dominated the list of hot words on Twitter for a whole year.

Even #WeNeedSuperHeroes relegated to second place, and didn't return to the top until the heat of the guard battle subsided.

The passer-by youth who was interviewed grinned, "In the future, our generation can brag to the kids—hey! We have fought the battle to defend the city! Uh, actually, I was just a support..."

Compared with the Gotham bombing 6 years ago, it is obvious that the evil king of chaos has doubled his methods - this time, he is completely aiming at massacring the city.

Tens of thousands of time bombs, a large number of laughing gas dolls distributed, and laughing gas balloons floating in the sky; even if his plan is 70% successful, New York is likely to become a half empty city.

But the clown soon discovered that even if he used that lucky boy to attract attention, the superheroes' reaction speed exceeded his expectations.

Ah... lucky boy.Wonderful little madman.

It is impossible for a real super villain to believe in the clumsy rhetoric of Stark's public relations.

With the Brainiac global live broadcast event before, only fools and Chaoying would think that they would never find Joe Ward in this life.

At least Lex Luthor knew—

He has never troubled the little lunatic, which really makes people want to applaud him.

After all, he is a guy who hates Superman so much that he hates the entire Zhenglian.Notoriously narrow-minded.

The clown wore a human skin mask and swung his cane, wandering in the streets filled with green mist.

The streets were dead silent.Some people inhaled too much laughing gas, and it was too late to rescue them, and their corpses fell to the ground with grim smiles on their faces.

Although his plans were all on the spur of the moment, he was very unhappy that they didn't completely succeed.

He dreamed of seeing the world burn.

So here he is.Came to this city with five times the population of Gotham, with the doomsday of his dreams.

Oh... When I stepped on the spot, I met that little madman again in Manhattan.

It was a little surprise.

He wanted to destroy the entire city, but the spoils so far have only been a few pitiful blocks.

The number of people affected cannot even reach tens of millions of units.

And because of the little white bird, the fun from the panicked crowd this time is not even as much as the Gotham bombing.

"B—"

He muttered, his back was bent, and his whole body looked mournful.

This tyrannical dissatisfaction has filled every bone and blood in his body since he was born; tearing up every smiling face pretending to be peaceful, uncovering the bloodiest evil of human nature, and returning the world to its dark truth.

But things don't always go his way.

Especially this time.

The scariest thing about the clown, but also the easiest to become a weakness, is that he is still mentally ill at heart, so thinking about it is a way to think about it.

He's not happy, and he doesn't want anyone to be happy.

He took out his gun and casually killed a civilian who hadn't had time to evacuate.

This shot seemed to be a signal.

Those thugs scattered among the evacuated crowd and given antidote immediately pulled out thermal weapons from the special leaded suitcases and began to shoot indiscriminately!

The crowd screamed loudly!

Those who can become the clown's subordinates are all vicious death row prisoners;

Most of them come from the heads of major criminal groups.The leader has been sent to the electric chair, and calls for the standardization of the death penalty are getting louder.

When the people have exhausted their patience and are no longer willing to forgive the worst sinners, there is no turning back.

Except for following the clown to make a big deal, there is only one death.

Joe Ward was in a hurry: "Meringue! Hurry up—"

Da Chao still didn't forget to warn him: "Don't use your abilities anymore."

After speaking, he let go of the little white bird, and dived into the crowd!

The speed of the Kryptonian was almost as fast as an afterimage. At the same time as the palm broke the barrel of the gun, the Man of Steel stood firmly in front of the crowd.

The large-caliber bullets made a jingling sound as if meeting a diamond plate.

But the clown thugs are almost scattered in every corner of New York.

When they were in a densely populated safe zone, they were caught off guard and slaughtered indiscriminately. Even if the first and second teams were in New York, it was still extremely difficult to achieve zero casualties.

Blood sprayed on this troubled land.

The crowd fell like cut leeks.

Joward immediately manipulated the armor and walked quickly on the golden ocean: [Go, let's go to work. 】

The ability of the system is to treat "belonging to Joward's assistant".

He could not have saved so many people.

Someone fell under the laughter, and he could only watch and plan the best escape route for the survivors.

But when people hold the mobile phone in their hands and watch the news that the little white bird is getting more and more powerless, for the first time they have the idea of ​​"does he need help?"

——They and he are both qualified.

Joe Ward entered the sky eye state again.

He calculated his energy points, then looked at the dense pile of golden light circles, gritted his teeth and endured the headache:

[We will start treating the seriously injured first, 2-3. 】

This is the most talked about part of the "6.20 New York Defense War".

@迪福·Shelley: "...seriously, my 30-year hemorrhoids were cured after that big cure..."

@horatio·giles: "My dad was shot in the lung, and this magical superpower directly saved his life. But to be honest, if even the healing ability belongs to the little white bird, I am more worried about his personal Safety is at stake... What should we do in the future? After all, there are so many people in the world who want to be treated, what if some malicious organization arrests him?"

@Pullman·Kirk: "You are right to be worried. I found that the little white bird's ability is so powerful that it is omniscient, but it seems to have a limit. After all, all of us have seen his news-his fatigue."

@HurstMurphy: "Actually, if it weren't for New York Defense, I'd always be more inclined to believe that he is an advanced artificial intelligence, like Brainiac. Put Brainiac's ability into a In a body of flesh and blood, how much pressure does he need to bear?"

@Gunter·Lewis: "I always thought he was young, at most older than my son. It's not the first time he sent emoji, and he used to miss words..."

@Kit·Keith: "...Actually, I admire those positive people more. I know that people's mentality will change in extraordinary times, but at least I dare not."

He was talking about the group of people who were closest to the mob during the guard battle.

When Chaoying rushed to the various shooting scenes.

They found that people were crazy.

When Joe Ward's steel armor passed by at high speed, the people who had been shot and fell to the ground got up all at once, and looked at the gunner with blank faces.

Then, in the extremely chaotic crowd, whoever made the first call:

"Protect the child!"

After the sound came out, someone subconsciously shouted:

"Fuck! Protect our city!"

This slogan is all too familiar to the watchmen among the crowd.

"—Protect our city!!"

People interact with each other, and no one knows who is leading the way.

The people whose clothes and faces were still splattered with blood acted like they were crazy. They rushed up and knocked down the thugs, and then began to beat them to death!

Captain America rushed to his place of charge and had to struggle a little to keep himself between the angry crowd and the mob.

He slapped the shield backwards on the ground, snapping a grenade that was about to explode like lightning; with the other hand, he grabbed the back of the thug's neck and pressed his head firmly against the shield.

Captain America frowned: "...Um. I believe the little white bird definitely didn't let you do this."

The excited and angry crowd: "The little white bird didn't give any more instructions!"

"He must have run out of battery!"

"He must be dead!"

"And my children, my parents were injured!"

"Who gave him the right to hurt us?? Who gave him the right to hurt our loved ones!!"

"Damn it, I don't want to die! Thousands of people are enough to beat this guy to death!"

Captain America took a moment to look up.

Those who dare to pounce on hot weapons are very, very young people.

— Tomorrow's people.

The blue eyes of the spiritual leader softened.

"Courage is commendable," he said.

But before he left, he did not forget to tell them, "But before receiving professional training, I suggest you stop doing such dangerous things, okay?"

……

……

……

Joward wakes up in an unfamiliar bed.

He was a little bewildered.

The last memory that can be recalled is that he hit his head on the floor of a building after giving his assistants the third treatment in the state of Celestial Eye.

After that, he doesn't remember anything.

The brain seems to have lost the ability to think proactively, leaving only some thought fragments floating in the mind.

But it doesn't look like a hospital here.

[Relax, child, there is no need to deliberately recall anything.When you use your abilities super-intensively, it will burden your mind and body. I believe the bat must have told you. 】

Joward lay for a moment bewildered.

Then I sat up in shock in my dying illness!

...This, this is not the voice of 2-3! !

Joe Ward: [2-3! ! ! ! ! 】

System: [Host, I am here. 】

Joward softened: [It's good that you are here...]

He thought that 2-3 had destroyed himself without saying a word, and replaced him with a new sound system...

System: [2-3 will always be with the host. 】

There was a chuckle in my head.

Poor little doctor, froze with his system.

……what! !

It is indeed not an auditory hallucination! !

【You and your friends are very cute. 】

Said the gentle voice.

Joward sat up abruptly from the bed, and quickly looked around!

The system is murderous: [2-3 start the emergency defense program! 】

Mysterious Voice: [...Wait a minute. 】

On the bedside table, there was a very slight "twisting" sound.

Charles Ball, the size of a palm, appeared from behind a pile of books smiling, pushing a small wheelchair made for him by Joe Ward.

Charles Ball: >u0~

Joe Ward: "..."

Joe Ward: "!!!"

Professor X's telepathic abilities...

It can break through meme pollution!

For a moment, he felt dizzy again.

If Er Haxia could get the Charles Ball back early in the morning, it wouldn't be so difficult for the first and second teams to communicate...!

Charles Ball said gently: [Lie down, stop using your brain.You really need to rest.If someone comes in for a while, I suggest you continue to pretend to be asleep. 】

Joward: […? 】

Charles Ball: 【Your current mental state is still very weak, I don't think you can bear their surprise. 】

Joe Ward: [Surprise, surprise? 】

Charles Ball: [You are not injured, but due to mental reasons, you have been in a coma for about a week.As far as I know, you have been in a coma before, that time seems to be a year?Then you should be able to roughly imagine how everyone reacted when they found out that you were unconscious again. 】

Joe Ward wanted to imagine, too, but his concentration was not focused, and his thoughts were still very confused.Charles Ball didn't say anything anymore, just combed his brain gently like combing his hair, which made him feel very comfortable.

The system held back for a long time, and silently said: [This is a 2-3 job...]

Charles Ball laughed again: [Okay, I'll leave it to you. 】

Joward obediently began to pretend to be asleep.

The small wheelchair creaked twice.Charles Ball probably called someone telepathically, the door opened slightly, and someone drew back the heavy curtains, letting the warm summer sun just hit Joward's stomach and legs.

Sunny and lazy.

Throughout the day, the door seemed to have been opened countless times.

Different people come in and sit by the bed for a while.

Someone stroked his forehead and brown hair, someone tucked him in.

Someone felt that he was hot, so he took his hand out of the quilt;

Then the next person felt that he was cold and stuffed his hand back.

Someone just sat and watched him quietly.

They were all silent.

Joe Ward listened to Charles very much and didn't dare to open his eyes, so he couldn't tell who was who. He only knew that it must be his Chaoying friends.

He couldn't help thinking that maybe during the year when he was in a coma, they were also like this, watching him silently, tenderly, painfully and expectantly, expecting him to wake up in the next second.

——He has changed from a person who is nothing to an important person in others' hearts.

The little doctor's heart was warm, but he was a little embarrassed, he just secretly grabbed the quilt, his eyes were hot.

The door was opened again.

Someone walked to the bed, paused, and stroked the corner of his eyes with his thumb.

The man whispered: "Wake up."

Joward had to open his eyes.

He was afraid that Batman would find out about his pretending to be asleep, so he didn't speak. He looked up at him with blue eyes, and touched the man's palm with his soft face.

Anyway, he figured it out, and the Dark Knight won't accept it, just accept his set.

... Some little boys are becoming more and more delicate when they fall in love.

The big black bat looked at him, and slowly rested its hands on the pillow, wanting to bend down and kiss the little sugar bun.

Halfway down, he seemed to sense something, and when he looked up, he saw Charles Ball on the bedside table.

Batman: "..."

Charles Ball: Onlookers at Ease.jpg

Charles Ball seemed to want to communicate with the bat, but just as his little hand touched his temple, the Dark Knight said, "No."

Charles Ball: ?

Batman said in a low voice: "No."

Not everyone is willing to open their minds - especially the caped crusaders of Gotham.

Charles Ball nodded understandingly.

Charles told Joe Ward: [Please tell him that your brain still needs to rest.During this period, ensure that the amount of information you are exposed to is as small as possible. 】

So it was two weeks later when Joe Ward actually learned what was going on.

The laughing gas was cleaned up, and all the wounded were sent for treatment—because the little white bird gave priority to treating the seriously wounded, these wounded basically only had minor injuries.

231 people died, including people who inhaled too much laughing gas and died, as well as rioters who were shot dead on the spot.

The clown was sentenced to death, but was killed during the escort.

——When he heard the news, Joward was taken aback for a moment.

"who is it……?"

"Deadshot." The US team said, "Gotham's sharpshooter once hit the moving flash. When Superman personally participated in the escort, Deadshot still accurately shot through the clown's head."

Joward lay back.He thought about it for a while, and then said, "It won't be like this..."

Captain America: "It won't be that simple, yes. The clown has the Dionysian factor, so he won't die easily, as long as he still has flesh and blood, he can be resurrected infinitely—but not this time."

He stroked Joward's soft brown fur.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. completely destroyed his body in the same way Batman worked out. Now, though, I have to ask you something more important—if you had to move, where would you prefer to live?"

He asked carefully.Because everyone knows that the clinic is the legacy left to him by Joe's parents. The little doctor is often too busy to open the door because of their affairs, but he still cleans the clinic carefully every day.

Joe Ward knew what he meant.

The address of the clinic has been exposed by the whole network. Although the long slanderous article has been deleted, for the sake of caution, it is safest to move and change the name in a short time.

Like when he moved to New York from Baltimore when he accepted the witness protection program.

Joe Ward: "Well...surely Queens can't be considered, right?"

Captain America gently: "Yes."

The little spider outside the door wailed inwardly, and banged its head against the wall.

Tony: "... If Qiao Bao said he was moving to Gotham, I would definitely kill that old bat..."

Gotham is not a place where people live at all, it's a talent market!

Outside the half-closed door, several tall and long-legged Chaoying crowded.

Except for Dachao, who could cheat with super hearing, the postures of the other people who leaned against the door and listened seemed strange.

Looking left and right to see if Batman is not there, Da Chao muttered a few words in a low voice: "Why don't you move to the metropolis... Our children are still in primary school in the metropolis."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people in front of the door immediately looked at him with condemning eyes, causing the Kansas boy to scratch his head repeatedly: "That's right. Doesn't Jerry live with me?"

Black Widow is indifferent: "Your wording needs to be more official."

Tony: "I think Qiao Bao is suitable for living in a place with real folk customs. For example, Manha..."

Wonder Woman: "Like Paradise Island."

Tony: "..."

Sol was unhappy: "Like Asgar..."

Tony: "No."

Arthur: "..."

Tony: "No."

He folded his hands, as if pointing the country: "For example, Manhattan. If Qiao Bao likes it, I will decorate it exactly the same for him, and it will be at the foot of the Stark Tower."

Black Widow calmly: "Sorry, Tony, although I'm on your side, I really don't think the people of Manhattan are simple and honest. It should be said that all alliance stronghold cities are not safe enough, because they are the easiest to be targeted."

Da Chao let out a "shh", and the little doctor inside spoke.

Joward said awkwardly: "I have to think..."

Tony muttered blankly: "Please please please don't be Gotham or Gotham."

Da Chao whispered after him: "Metropolis, Metropolis, Metropolis."

Although the little spider on the door didn't know what to do, it was always right to follow Mr. Stark: "Yeah, don't get Gotham, don't get Gotham."

Although Wonder Woman knows that Paradise Island is unscientific, she also knows the situation in Gotham, which is even more unscientific: "Okay, as long as it's not Gotham."

Then at the end of the corridor, a tall, dark figure appeared.

Batman's disapproving gaze, like an electric razor, slashed close to their scalps.

The Dark Knight walked straight past the crowd, pushed open the door and entered.

He nodded and greeted Captain America by the bed.

Then say to Joe Ward, "Have you considered Central City?"

The Flash with his mouth full: "..."

Wow? ! ? !

Happiness comes too suddenly? !

The author has something to say: Fanwai!Spoiler!Spoiler!In fact, the extra episode is also part of the ending of the main text...but the timeline is longer and the perspective is more scattered, mainly to fill in the holes, dadapao, to satisfy the sub-sub of the if line.