[Comprehensive British and American] Chaoying Pet Shop

The phone he dialed to the clinic from the phone booth was connected after one ring.

Joward was wearing wet clothes in the cold weather, his outermost coat was frozen hard, holding his schoolbag and shivering: "Lightning? Can you come and pick me up? I'm here now... ..."

No one spoke on the phone, but almost as soon as he finished giving the last word of the address, a lightning ball appeared outside the phone booth.

Joe Ward quickly exchanged him for 10 minutes.

It was rare for Flash to not be smiling. From the moment he recovered his body, he grabbed his shoulder and shook vigorously: "Tell me, are you going to scare me to death! Are you going to scare me to death! Do you know that the bat almost killed me?" Bite off my head!"

Joward, who was so frozen that he lost his ability to think: "Ah..."

...Dying to death, Batman lost his car, and was so angry that he wanted to eat Xiao Shan...

The Flash glanced at his icy clothes, and simply hugged him horizontally, and ran home with a bang.Joe Ward didn't see where he ran, and he only blinked his eyelashes with water drops, and he had already returned to the bathroom of the clinic, put into the bathtub, and hot water splashed all over his body.

Trembling, he took out the US team, then took out Tony, and finally took out a half-damaged empty armor, and the eyes of the empty iron tank were not shining at the moment.

There were two flashes of lightning in the bathroom, and the ball he took out had been put back into the bedroom, replaced by a bat ball and a little spider standing on the edge of the bathtub.

The little spider, who had been refusing to share the bed with him this week, looked very anxious now, jumped into the hot water with a thud, and crawled on his wet clothes, chirping.

Little Spider: "God, doctor, I thought you were dead, why didn't you call back immediately, are you trying to kill me!"

Joward, whose ears were full of chirping, rubbed the little spider's round head, and said softly, "Okay, I'll cook for you later."

The little spider was about to cry angrily, and with a chirp, it lay down on his neck and stopped talking.

Joe Ward, who didn't expect the seriousness of this incident at all, finished rubbing the little spider's head, and saw the bat ball standing on the edge of the bathtub at a glance.The dark ball looked at Joward silently, looking thoughtful and preoccupied.

Joward immediately hesitated, and carefully apologized to him: "I accidentally sunk your car... Uh, that car... Can you tell me where to buy it? If, if it is within my tolerance Inside..."

...It was too expensive, so he could only hit him head-on to death.

Batball wasn't having a good day.

He has been soaking in the new stronghold this week, which doesn't mean he hasn't paid attention to the progress of the mission on Joward's side.When Joe Ward took over the task about the drug den, he already felt that it was a bit too much, but he knew that the US team and Tony were comrades worthy of entrustment. Although he was a little worried, he still didn't say anything about it.

Then Joe Ward was bombed even with his car - when both the US team and Tony were "offline".

Batball was cool throughout.He called up the monitoring on the bridge deck, watched the explosion frame by frame, and judged the point where the Batmobile fell into the water, as well as any possible escape routes for Joward.

However, the monitoring is installed above the bridge, and the monitoring blind spot is entered under the bridge.

He called up the surveillance cameras of all the blocks near the bridge, but still did not find Joward. When he searched, he subconsciously regarded Joward as an ordinary boy without any anti-reconnaissance awareness. Every time I drive, I will change my clothes, wear my coat backwards, or change my hairstyle.

Five minutes later, that section of the bridge was surrounded by desperadoes.They fired guns into the water indiscriminately, indiscriminately wounding civilians, leaving blood and fallen bodies all over the ground.The turmoil was quickly suppressed. The bat ball was on the surveillance screen, and the people who fell to the ground were confirmed one by one, but Joward was still not found.

Joe Ward lost contact for a full 30 minutes.

During this period, the bat ball still did not stop searching, but he prepared for the worst in advance-he has always been like this, he has long been used to being the last baseline and shield of a team.

If Joe Ward dies, the US team and Tony, who are still in a dormant state, will most likely be in bad luck.They lost two reliable comrades-in-arms and an innocent boy at the same time, and the dawn of recovering their bodies was extinguished.

What's the next step?Batball calculated calmly.His rationality told him that it was useless to be sad, but a certain part deep in his heart was tearing at his scarred soul: how could he let that boy go on such a dangerous task?He wasn't even trained.

Who created the current situation?It's all your fault, Batman.

Then his little boy just showed up at the clinic, with Cap and Tony intact.

He was in a mess, his eyelashes were covered with icicles, and he was shivering pitifully in the bathtub, like a little stray cat just picked up from the street in the cold winter.There was no bloody mess as imagined, the little doctor just sat there in good condition, easily shattering the end of his fantasy.

Then the little doctor was still apologizing to him, saying that the car was expensive, and he would work hard to make money to pay for it.The bat ball is still in a trance for a moment, what car?

The Flash slapped Joward's wet brown hair with a slap: "God, what more bike do you want! He has blown up no less than a hundred Batmobiles himself, Wayne Technology, you can throw it away!"

Batball looked indifferently at Lightning talking nonsense.While he certainly won't let the little doctor pay, his money didn't come from the wind (Lightning: it was!).

Joward said weakly, "Wayne?"

The Flash: "...cough, why are you still wearing wet clothes? You're going to be sick!"

Joe Ward: "Wait, wait..."

It was just a flash of lightning. The Flash had already stripped the little doctor off, and by the way packed the wet clothes and threw them into the washing machine.

In addition to lightning, there were bat balls and little spiders in the bathroom. Joward's ears were flushed with shame: "You should leave me some underwear..."

The Flash smiled: "When you gave me a bath, you didn't leave it for me. Well shy boy, there are no girls here. If you want, I can take a bath with you or something~~"

Hearing the words, the little spider who was on Joward's hair suddenly groaned forcefully, then looked up and glared at The Flash.

... If Joe Ward remembers correctly, since Xiao Shan said this sentence, Little Spider began to fight with him...

The bat ball standing on the edge of the bathtub glanced at Joward's body lightly. He just wanted to make sure that there was no wound on the little doctor - but the other party was indeed injured, and his right arm was pulled with a long hole by something sharp.

He pointed, and the Flash immediately wrapped the little doctor's arm into a ball.

Joward sat naked in the bathtub, terribly embarrassed, with a small towel covering his front and back.There was not a trace of extra hair on his body, and his milky white skin seemed to be shining under the light of the bathroom.

Like Lightning and Little Spider, they will only think that this boy's skin is very white, as white as a lamb; but Batball can tell at a glance that this is the result of careful nurturing.

The little doctor looks very thin, but after taking off his clothes, he can see a certain sensuality with desire - it is easy to think that when a pair of thick-knuckle hands hold his waist, the fingers will be squeezed. Squeeze out the tender white meat.

And the most crucial evidence is——

In the part below the water surface, where the little doctor's waist and hips connect, there are two sweet waist dimples.And below the left waist, close to the restricted area, is a curlicue tattoo.

It's a Lithuanian sentence.Jokingly wrote:

"Private Property - By Hannibal Lector."