[Zhongyingmei] After Chaoying killed me

"You follow me."

Bruce said with a cold face, even if the mask covered the upper half of his face, it was not difficult to feel that he was braving the cold air of resistance at this time.

Tony didn't like this, he squatted in front of the only pile of wreckage left on the ground, picking out parts for scanning.

"Where is the tracker hidden?" Bruce asked coldly.

Bruce thought quickly about what he had missed.

The Bat fighter has an anti-tracking system, and it is impossible for Stark to locate it. The only possibility is that he hid the tracker in advance.

Not on a Warframe, a Warframe that is cleaned and repaired every day has nowhere to hide a tracker.

Is it the bat fighter?

"Please, do you have some persecution paranoia?"

Tony, who was squatting on the ground scanning, snorted angrily, "Do you think everyone is as controlling as you?"

"—It's my ability."

Seeing the stalemate between the two, Wyatt sighed and said.

Now is not a good time to argue.

"Your ability?"

Bruce repeated it hoarsely, and the eyes hidden under the visor looked at Wyatt inquiringly.

This seemingly ordinary young man really has something unusual.

"Stop, the reunion is confidential, no comment."

Tony picked up a mechanical stump and stood up, grabbed the topic and quickly continued.

Bruce pursed his lips, did not continue to ask, and turned to look at Tony: "You just said Ultron? Do you know what it is?"

"In a sense—" Tony drew out, "well, it's my cub."

"Your what?" Wyatt blinked, feeling that he might have some auditory hallucination for a moment.

Bruce didn't speak, waiting for Tony's explanation.

"To put it simply, I made this thing." Tony spread his hands and shook the stump, "To be precise, it's half—well, one third, no less."

"You're manipulating them?" Bruce asked hoarsely.

"No no, this thing is the watchman Hank Pym made for the Vault - I just went to help."

Tony explained.

The Dome Prison is a prison in Colorado specially designed to imprison super-capable criminals. Dr. Hank Pym and Tony were invited to participate in the design.

And Ultron is the artificial intelligence they designed to manage the prison.

Like Jar, Ultron can control the body made of countless machines to patrol and control the prison, and its powerful weapon system also greatly improves the security of the prison.

The wreckage on the ground is one of Ultron's bodies.

"So is there a problem with your artificial intelligence itself, or has someone invaded and controlled these robots?" Bruce asked analytically.

"—How could he/mother know about this?"

Tony rolled his eyes under his visor, and he curled his lips: "The mechanical core has been blown away, what can I analyze with only these stumps?"

That being said, he had Jar contact Dr. Pym and Nick Fury to confirm.

Bruce didn't answer the sentence, and Tony didn't continue talking.

Wyatt looked at the two people who were about to confront each other before him, and sighed with some headaches.

We are all rich superheroes, why can't we be a little sympathetic?

Is it because the human design collided?

"What are you doing here, Batman?" Wyatt had to break the stalemate and asked.

Bruce pondered for two seconds, then told Tony and Wyatt about Superman.

With Stark's character, it is impossible for him to go back after he is already here, and this matter involves something he created, and his staying here may help a lot.

After hearing the reason, Tony turned on the armor scanning system.

"There is a place 2000 meters away that blocks the signal." The result came out quickly, and Tony found the secret place.

"Wait—" Wyatt said suddenly, "Batman, can I borrow your fighter plane to store things?"

Bruce nodded.

After getting permission, Wyatt heaved a sigh of relief. He carefully took off the suit jacket he was wearing, folded it carefully together with the bow tie tied around his neck, and put it into the Bat fighter parked beside him.

"What are you doing?" Bruce raised an eyebrow.

"This is the clothes my friend lent me." Wyatt scratched his head a little embarrassedly, although this "friend" was standing in front of him wearing a vest.

This dress looks very expensive, I can't afford to pay for it!

Wyatt, who only had a black bottoming shirt left, quietly used his ability to control the airflow near the surface of his body, and the evening wind in late autumn could not have much influence on him.

But Tony and Bruce didn't know that in their eyes, the young man in front of him was only wearing a thin shirt, and his thin-looking body couldn't resist the cold wind at all.

Bruce wanted to stop Wyatt, but he suddenly remembered that he was now Batman who had nothing to do with Bruce Wayne.

"What are you crazy about?" Tony raised his tail voice high.

"—That jacket is not convenient for fighting, my ability can keep me from getting cold."

Seeing Tony's reaction, and Batman aka Bruce Wayne looking at him with disapproving eyes, Wyatt explained helplessly.

Tony snorted and didn't continue to answer the conversation. He planned to fill Wyatt's closet with clothes for various occasions when he got back.

At least it won't make him worry about whether his clothes will be damaged before the battle.

——Anyway, he is a member of the Avengers, so he must have some cards.

Following Tony's scan results, the three of them came to the entrance of the base hidden in the lush bushes.

Tony's palm cannon ejected laser light, easily dismantling the tightly closed door lock.

The long and narrow passage was empty, and only the slight sound of the three people's clothes rubbing together could be heard as they walked forward.

— This is not quite right.

Wyatt, who was ready to be attacked, mobilized all his nerves at this moment, alert to the danger that may appear at any time.

The translucent light screen suspended in front of Wyatt's eyes displayed the planar map of this place that the system had already called up. The structure here is not complicated, and it seems to be just a temporary base.

"To the right," Wyatt reminded.

Having made nonsense about his own detection ability, Wyatt didn't shy away from it, and directly directed the three of them to move forward, leading to the central laboratory.

Tony opened the last door with the palm of his hand, and the scene in the laboratory was displayed in front of the three of them.

The three of them made all the preparations and faced the enemy they were about to face, but found that the scene in front of them seemed to be different from what they thought.

The god on earth in the red and blue uniform hangs in the air, and the red cape floats slightly behind him.

The half-damaged instruments and equipment flashed lightly behind him, as if he just broke free from it.

He was pinching the neck of a man with a red body and a skull-like face and lifting it up. The pinched man was forced to levitate and could not speak.

"Red Skull?"

Tony recognized it at a glance, the Nazi henchman who should have been wiped out 70 years ago, the leader of Hydra, was restrained by Superman at this time.

"Huh, looks like our rescue operation is over?" he said lightly.

"Batman?" Superman turned his head, his azure blue eyes filled with joy, he floated down in front of the three of them with the red skull in his hand, "You are here."

"System, my mission... is over?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wyatt asked in a daze, "Isn't this a bit too simple? Is this what it feels like to be teammates with Superman!"

The unexpected situation made Wyatt feel a little bit emotional: "This seems to be a cheating device."

"—no, no."

The systematic answer extinguished Wyatt's excitement and confused him at the same time, "Is there anything left unfinished?"

At the same time, Bruce suddenly took a dagger made of kryptonite and slashed at Superman's arm that was holding the Red Skull with lightning speed.

Superman shrank his hand violently, and threw the Red Skull aside. At this time, the invulnerable skin was cut with a bloodstain by the kryptonite dagger. He simply avoided it in time, and the wound was not deep.

The sudden change made Wyatt's originally relaxed body tense up, but Tony raised his eyebrows and did not speak.

"What are you doing, Batman?!"

Superman looked at Bruce, his blue eyes were full of disbelief and grievance.

"—you are not him."

Batman said in a hoarse voice, firmly.

"Tell me, where is Superman?"

The author has something to say:

Some of the settings in this article are superficial, such as Ultron, which uses some comic settings and has also undergone some magic changes

Don't worry about the source, just ask the original OvO

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