[Zhongyingmei] Do something!Do something!Do something!

The advance Kryptonian team was successfully solved by the counterfeit and shoddy version of Kryptonite provided by the natural disasters. Even the people from S.H.I.E.L.D.

Sensing what she was about to say, Ying Lingwei Gong bent down and lowered his voice cooperatively: "What's the matter, Master." Tang Song took advantage of the opportunity and slapped a card on his right shoulder.The card turned into a stream of light and merged into his body, and the message that emerged in his mind made Emiya instantly understand the reason why she would do this, and he stepped forward and stretched out his right hand to pat the Kryptonians on the shoulders one by one.

Afterwards, Ying Ling Wei Gong's complexion remained unchanged and he followed Tang Song into the cafe again.

The first-level natural disaster who occupied the center position one step ahead took out a box of coffee milk, inserted the straw in it, and despised their operation with a little disgust.

Tang Song, who deliberately pretended not to see her expression, stacked the sugar cubes one by one, and made a half-praise half-surprised evaluation of this cafe that survived two battles: "This can be said to be Is it an EX-level building?"

Knowing that this was her casual sigh, Lily still replied seriously: "EX's are not as good, but A-level should be about the same."

Tang Song shook his hands, and she pushed the sugar cubes that were finally stacked to the height of two teacups. A few pieces rolled on the table, and they were about to fall. Press them down on the table with a few 'snaps'.

"Hahaha, I was just joking." Tang Song laughed a few times and turned his attention to Wei Gong who was sitting next to him with his eyes closed: "How do you feel? Let's send them in, I will let the cunning He helped in the past, he should have been exposed to this aspect of operation in his previous career." She said meaningfully.

Ying Ling Wei Gong nodded calmly, and returned directly to the summoning space without saying a word.

At the same time, there was a commotion outside, and someone could vaguely hear shouting that all the Kryptonians were gone.

"Everyone can feel that a prison building has appeared in the center of the rest area." The first-level disaster leisurely drank coffee and milk through a straw and said vaguely: "So you are going to let that archer be in charge of advancing the city, Gaza Dona or honeycomb?"

"No, it's Nanbo." Tang Song smiled at the boss who came up to deliver the coffee, and carefully joined in with sugar cubes: "A kind and pure little angel like me, even if I build a prison, I will consider entertainment for everyone things."

Don't look at the verbal words, the fact is of course that she only got into Nanbo Prison.

"Anyway, this special building card is finally useful." Tang Song shook his head triumphantly, took a sip of coffee, wrinkled his nose and put it down again: "...It's so sweet that it's bitter."

"Hmm, I didn't expect the Master who could summon me as a famous detective to be an idiot." The first-level natural disaster put down the empty box and put his arms around his chest in a defensive posture: "Sure enough, as Qi Qiqi said, life There's always going to be some frights...surprises."

"You absolutely said you were frightened just now!"

When Tony walked into this cafe again, he saw the first-class natural disaster who always went his own way, muttering something that normal people couldn't figure out, and disappeared in front of him.

"That lady is also a heroic spirit?" He realized that he had asked a stupid question just after he finished asking, "That's right, after all, it was someone who suddenly appeared by your side."

Meow meow meow?What kind of magical spirit identification method is this?

Seeing Tony appearing, Tang Song, who immediately withdrew from the gag state, stretched out his hand, and patted Lily on the shoulder who was focused on destroying the donuts: "Go and rest, I won't be in any danger with Iron Man, even if I do encounter danger. It's time to call you."

Lily took a deep look at Tony, and disappeared here in the same way as the natural disaster just now.

"Did they return to the Hall of Valor?" Tony said in a half-joking tone.

Tang Song, who realized that he was prone to clichés, tapped his right thumb, bit his nails and tilted his head to perfunctory: "That's right... Did you come here to discuss this?" She changed the subject in a not-so-subtle way.

"Because of those missing enemies, our hot alien and the equally hot Cat Earman plan to talk to you." Tony, who didn't intend to get too deep into it, winked at her a little funny: "I guess you'd rather enjoy a comfy sofa and good pastries than a ratty chair and obviously cheap coffee at a side street coffee shop?"

The owner of the shop, who was huddled behind the counter, wanted to cry but had no tears. He had reduced his sense of presence so much, but he still couldn't avoid being pierced.

"...It's so troublesome to walk."

Tang Song, who took the initiative to drive people away and Tony bought the store, left his position and stood at the door. Looking at the very bad road conditions, he suddenly lost the enthusiasm to pull Superman and Batman into the fire spreader.She turned her head and looked at Tony who was fiddling with the phone over there: "Why don't we go back, anyway, the fire spreader already has you, a rich father, and then pull in Bru... Batman is easy to hit people."

"You know what you almost exposed, don't you?" Tony looked at her with a complicated expression: "Jarvis, erase the nearby video and audio recordings, and, tell Baby Bruce to send a car to pick us up."

Since Bruce doesn't want to reveal his identity, he respects his choice and will keep it a secret.

Ten minutes later, a helicopter hovered over their heads and dropped the ladder.

"You rich people really know how to play." Tang Song took out his mask and reached out to grab the hanging ladder, and rolled his eyes at Tony, who was wearing a steel suit and flying beside him: "Aren't you afraid that I have a fear of heights?" ?”

From inside the steel helmet came Tony's teasing laughter with a little more metal texture: "If you don't want to be a helicopter, I can also fly over with you, provided your body is strong enough to bear it."

"No, thank you."

Tang Song, who coldly rejected Tony's proposal to climb up the ladder, fell silent immediately after seeing the scene inside the plane clearly.

Clark, who was still wearing Superman's iconic costume, inexplicably felt a little restless under Tang Song's weird gaze, showing an expression that he wanted to go out and fly with Iron Man.

Bruce, who was in a flamboyant state, leaned halfway beside him, raised the glass of red wine and raised the corners of his mouth to show her a charming smile like a peacock courting.

Silence is Gotham tonight.

Tang Song reached under the T-shirt and scratched her stomach. She ignored Bruce, who was surprised on the surface, and Clark, who was blushing and had nowhere to put it, and took out a box produced by Emiya from the four-dimensional pocket attached there. Handmade chocolates.

Eating chocolate is said to bring happiness and calming effects, and hopefully this is true.

She thought about opening the lid and stuffed a piece into her mouth.

Clark, who hadn't eaten anything all day except breakfast, swallowed quietly as he smelled the strong aroma of black chocolate.

"Want to eat?" Tang Song generously handed the box forward and placed it between the three of them: "You're welcome, this is made by our family, Emiya, and his cooking skills are superb."

So Bruce and Clark weren't polite to her.

The two of them stretched out their hands to pick up specially made bat and cat-like chocolates and put them in their mouths to taste them.

Dick, who was flying the plane, was heartbroken at this moment.

"Because there are no outsiders here, and there is no surveillance, let me tell you something about the fire spreader." Tang Song, who couldn't relax, looked at their polite and elegant eating posture, and then looked at the rapidly dwindling chocolate , couldn't help but say: "I'm very clear that you don't plan to join any official organization, but I believe that after fighting the aliens and Kryptonians, everyone should feel the inconvenience of fighting alone."

"We? You mean heroes, I'm sorry." Bruce raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth to show a fake smile: "I'm not interested in this kind of thing, and I don't plan to wear tights and cloaks with a dark mind in my brother at night. Tam's perpetrators are on the same side."

Clark raised his hand to his lips and coughed lightly, barely holding back his laughter.

Tang Song rolled his eyes. Seeing that Batman was her former male god, he took a more tactful way to prevent him from continuing to blackmail his other identity: "Actually, I know Batman's true identity. Everyone knows it, and he's sitting next to Superman right now."

Correction is a tactful way.

Bruce, who lost his vest and was caught off guard, accidentally spilled red wine on his expensive shirt while the plane was shaking.

"I think you misunderstood, miss." Bruce put down his glass and stood up, even though there was a stain on his chest, he still looked calm: "I was just asked for help by Tony to take you to a place suitable for conversation. "

As he spoke, he was the first to step off the helicopter.

Tang Song yawned and followed Superman out.

They've only known each other for less than a day, and the one on the other side is still suspicious and overweight and doesn't even trust him.

Tony, who had landed in the Wayne Manor a long time ago, stood with Alfred. He looked at the weird atmosphere and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, knowing that it was that person's fault without even thinking about it.

"What did you tell them?" Tony, who deliberately slowed down to the end, asked Tang Song in a low voice.

"Ah, I told them that I know the true identity of Batman." Tang Song blinked his eyes innocently, and raised his chin slightly thinking of Bruce's direction: "But I didn't say the name, after all, I'm not stupid."

She would say that just to prevent Bruce from continuing to blackmail himself in front of her-seriously, this is embarrassing for someone who knows that Batman is Bruce Wayne, and if you don’t believe it, you can see Superman wanting to laugh and not Dare to laugh.

If he really pursues and fights fiercely, Bruce must admit that he is Batman. It can only be said that he has a big problem with both EQ and IQ.

The author has something to say: I am liberated! !Resume update! ! !But perfect missed the flash pool, goodbye world.jpg

I heard everyone say that it is easy to get Joan out of the preheating pool this time?

I am worried about the various prisons in the American manga, such as the four major prisons of Aegis, which sound particularly powerful, but in the plot, the villains use them to escape prisons in a fancy way.

So let Tang Song and the others do it themselves, and currently let Ah Cha be the warden (???????)

I feel that the identities of Zhenglian members can only be said to be tacit.

You know who I am, I know who you are, we both know each other knows who we are, but we don't say it.

Seriously, don't any of you think the name Flamebearer is particularly silly... especially if there is such a game in this world.

I was a little hesitant whether it would be better to start a small team by myself after joining Zhenglian.