Dr. Night mixed with Marvel

Martha glanced at Jack, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly chased after him.

"Michael, you've just recovered from a serious illness, so it's best not to drink."

"I have it in my mind."

Michael didn't care. His current body would be fine even if he drank some alcohol.

Martha shook her head helplessly and turned to look at Jack.

Jack's heart skipped a beat, feeling something bad.

"You have a bad heart, so don't drink."

Martha picked up the wine and put it on the wine rack to preserve it.

Michael came to the window, drinking and enjoying the scenery outside the window.

"It's not satisfying, it's not satisfying."

Michael held up his hand, used his strength to stand up, and climbed over the eaves to the roof.

Looking up at the full moon and drinking hundreds of thousands of bottles of red wine, Michael was extremely proud.

"You must be happy in life, and don't let the golden bottle face the moon."

"I was born to be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone."

After drinking red wine, although I am not drunk, I feel heroic.

Michael jumped up and flew into the air, using the power of the wind to fly higher and higher.

The tall buildings gradually became smaller in his eyes.

But New York is a city that never sleeps. It’s not even midnight yet, and the city center is still brightly lit.

Michael looked at the lights of thousands of houses, but he didn't have much nostalgia in his heart, he just flew higher and higher.

Perhaps the Green Goblin is the one who really sees this city clearly, so Norman Osborn surpassed his father at a young age and made Osborne Enterprises one of the top companies in New York.

As Michael flew higher and higher, the wind became stronger and stronger, and Michael couldn't help but laugh heartily.

It's not easy to get such a powerful power, how can I live up to myself if I don't play with it well?

I have to say that flying, as one of mankind’s dreams, is really the most wonderful thing.

Feeling the wind passing through his fingertips, Michael became happier and happier as he flew.

...

Rhodes observed the figure flying in the sky, and he had a vague feeling that it was not Tony.

This guy has been flying for more than ten minutes, more like for fun.

"Hello, Tony."

Tony picked up the phone and said, "Hey, are you okay? Rod."

"what are you doing?"

Tony smiled and said, "I'm blacksmithing."

"You're blacksmithing? You're still blacksmithing so late?"

Rhodes had a question mark on his face, "It's already dark, brother, you're a playboy working in the iron industry, are you worthy of the name of a playboy?"

Tony picked up a golden mask, tried it on, and then put it down.

"It's so late and I can't sleep, so I'm making suits to kill time. What about you? What are you doing?"

Rhodes was relieved after hearing this.

"There's a guy who's been flying at supersonic speeds high in New York. I don't know who he is."

After hearing this, Tony immediately became serious.

"I gonna go see."

Tony put on the Iron Man suit and flew out of the villa to New York.

He can fly at supersonic speeds in the high altitudes of New York. Either his armor is on the same level as him, or he is an alien.

According to satellite positioning, he quickly found Michael.

He was stunned when he saw Michael.

"Is this a person? He doesn't wear armor, and he doesn't rely on external forces. Oh my god, Jarvis, am I hallucinating?"

Tony is somewhat doubtful about life.

"No, sir."

Michael heard Tony's voice and stopped to look at him.

"Jarvis, check the police department's database based on the facial scan."

Jarvis answered Tony quickly.

"Sir, this person has no criminal record."

No criminal record, which is a good thing, maybe something to talk about.

"Hey man, what are you doing? Night run?"

Moving at supersonic speeds, it is impossible for anyone to hear what Tony says, but Michael has super hearing and can even echolocate, so it is still easy to hear Tony's words.

Michael stopped, using the air currents to levitate in mid-air.

"Yeah, Tony Stark, are you coming to enjoy the midnight starlight too?"

Far away from the flashing lights of the city, the faint light of the stars has become a guiding light. Under this moonlight, it is good to have someone to enjoy it with me.

But Michael didn't expect to meet Tony in this situation.

Tony also stopped and circled around Michael, still finding nothing.

"How did he do that."

Through the camera system of the suit, Jarvis quickly determined the principle of Michael's flight.

"It's the wind. There are high-speed rotating airflows around his body."

"It's incredible."

Tony was in disbelief, but he quickly calmed down.

"Hey sir, I don't care what kind of alien you are, no flying over New York."

"how about you?"

Michael showed no sign of weakness.

Tony coughed to hide his embarrassment, "Actually, I have permission to fly."

Michael smiled and said, "Please show me your ID, sir."

Tony was a little confused as to why he felt like he had been checked for drunk driving.

"Sir, please note that I am checking you, not you questioning me."

Michael smiled again, unable to help it.

"Then please show your police ID."

Tony's head was full of questions, what police certificate, what are you doing?Don't you know I'm Iron Man?

"I'm Iron Man, not a policeman?"

"If I'm not the police, why are you checking me? Who gave you the right?"

Tony frowned. He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't find anything wrong.

"Stop, stop, I'm not here to argue with you. Your behavior has seriously threatened the safety of the masses..."

Michael looked helpless and said: "You should stop it. Are you being too lenient? Who am I threatening?"

"I don't know either, but if I don't come over, the Air Force might come over."

Michael thought about it. One of Tony's flights was captured by a satellite and then chased by two planes.

It's interesting to think about Tony lying to Rod while being chased by a plane.

"But I really didn't affect anyone else."

"But you know what? There's a room full of people in the Air Force watching surveillance, working overtime for you."

Michael couldn't help but sigh and said sarcastically: "This is really a free country. If I want to fly around in the air and be monitored by the air force, I am also drunk."

It depends on how you fly. If you are a flying monster like you, no one will be worried if you see it.

"Okay, now disarm, come to the surface with me, and be interviewed."

Be questioned?

Michael knew very well that the top management of the beautiful country was the only one who talked nicely and was the No. 1 troublemaker. If nothing else happened, Tony in front of him would soon be called to attend a hearing.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Tony, you don't have the power to enforce the law, and I shouldn't have broken any laws. No one has the right to question me."

As soon as Michael turned around to prepare for a meal, Tony stopped Michael again.

"Stop, thinking of dangerous people like you always has to be recorded."

"What do you mean?"

"You need restraint."

Tony said seriously, a monster that can physically fly at the speed of sound is definitely superhuman.

"Don't you need restraint? Mr. Tony, except your fans, who will believe you?"

Tony frowned, worried about this too.

Tony told the truth, but sometimes it didn't apply, and Michael didn't want to go with him.

"Mr. Tony, you should calm down."

Michael drew a welding circle and waved at Tony.

The welding ring passed through the air and caught Tony in it. The next moment, Tony disappeared without a trace.

Michael also drew a welding circle for himself and returned directly to his home.