After the whitewashing of Chaoying, they were reborn [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Before Clark left, he didn't forget to turn on the cooking robot again.

As he set up the robot, Sasha stood behind him, rubbing the horns of a red cloak in his hands, watching eagerly.

But with a sullen head, he didn't speak.

Clark looked back and saw him like this, a little funny: "Why, don't you praise me as a good person?"

In the few hours since he came back to the apartment, the little prince has never stopped talking, blowing rainbow farts to him, so that he is so amazing...

Even giving him dictation, when Sasha had free hands, he had to use every opportunity to play a few words, and Clark's voice was nice.

Why did you press the mute button all of a sudden?

Clark knelt down, touched his dimpled side face, and said softly, "What's wrong?"

Sasha looked down at the corner of the cloak in his hand, and muttered something vaguely in his mouth.

Canjin's eyebrows are slightly frowned, this face is like the happy prince in a fairy tale, once it is stained with sadness, it seems that it has been wronged by something.

Men really can't do anything with this little thing.

Clark got up, checked the equipment in the apartment, and confirmed that Sasha knew how to use it, so he took the cloak from him, opened the door of the lounge, and stepped into the Zhenglian base.

Between the rest room and the base is a medium-distance trestle bridge, with loyal soldiers kneeling on both sides.

The god on earth walked forward for a while, then turned back and used his clairvoyance ability to glance at the door of the lounge.

... The golden retriever puppy is knocking on the door again.

The poor little mentally handicapped man didn't know how the door opened, so he groped along the cracks, picking and fumbling.

Really struggling, the little prince seemed discouraged, touching the cold wall with his palm, and muttering sadly: "Clark...Clark."

Clark was sure that Sasha had no clairvoyance ability, but those sad and beautiful green eyes, as if they had sensed something, went straight through the wall and the gate, just in time to fall into the pitiful pupil of the god on earth.

Follow Sasha to roll up the quilt and sleep on the floor next to the wall again.

It seemed that just by doing this, when the man came home, he would wake up immediately.

Clark: "..."

My head hurts, and my heart seems to hurt a little too.

When creating this artificial human, I didn't expect it to be so clingy—even clingier than Krypton the dog.

The dog Xiao Krypton often wears a red cloak and rushes into outer space to fight peacekeeping wars, and won't come back for ten days and a half months.

The god of the world often fights against ten thousand and uses his steel body as a human shield. He is never afraid of monsters hundreds of times bigger than him, but he always has no way to deal with such relatively fragile creations——

It had been like this before, and Clark often had to carefully control his powers for their sake.

He is like a dodder flower wrapped around a hard gun barrel, always shaking its soft and beautiful petals to attract you, but everyone knows that he is too fragile to hold the hot gun barrel at all.

One bullet out would burn him to wilt.

But don't let him think about it.

On the other side of the trestle, Hal had already seen him.

Hal teased him: "What big treasure is hidden in the house?"

Clark looked back at the door.

Clark said lightly: "Let's go."

……

Hall of Justice, Communication Room.

The line of communication with San Francisco has just been opened.

The room was instantly filled with hysterical howling.

"Daddy...Yes! Daddy~~~~"

The screams nearly knocked the roof off.

Every time I communicate with Tony Stark, there is always a high chance of being irritated.

Hal rolled his eyes and flew out of the communication room.

Wonder Woman frowned twice.

Only Clark looked calm and said, "Stark."

Before the communication screen was turned on, the man on the other end gave a low laugh, and there was a crisp "slap", as if a slap had been slapped on his buttocks.

The woman screamed "Ah".

The man's voice is hoarse, although it has a strong sense of lust, but no matter how you listen to it, it feels casual.

"Naughty. Always messing with Dad's communicator."

After a while, the man who finally tidied himself up appeared on the main screen of the Hall of Justice.

Tony toasted him leisurely: "God bless you, Supreme Head of State."

Clark looked indifferent: "The earth no longer has God."

Tony raised an eyebrow: "Then toast this glass of wine to Rao."

With a wave of his hand, the bright red wine was poured over the naked woman's body.

Tony Stark.

The former technological genius of the Avengers, the superhero Iron Man, and the richest man in New York.

Before the reunion was disbanded, he had made many great achievements that attracted the attention of the world.

In the past, the two alliances occasionally cooperated, but compared with the Avengers affiliated to S.H.I.E.L.D., the Zhenglian is more concealed and cautious.

With Batman at the helm, carefully distance yourself from government forces.

But after the civil war, the captain of the United States disappeared, and the power of Hydra suddenly grew in the same period;

Iron Man was involved in the Axis of Good and Evil incident, and his whereabouts are also unknown;

The remaining heroes, in accordance with the Sokovia protocol, took off their masks in front of the crowd.

However, while they were under the supervision of S.H.I.E.L.D., their family members were not well protected, and they were eventually counterattacked by the super villains.

Among them, Peter Parker's aunt was killed by Jin Bin's men.

Jin was seriously injured and died in prison.

Spider-Man is missing.

Avengers has lost its spiritual leader, and at the same time lost its genius brain, and all heroes' masks have been taken off.

Before the Injustice came to power, it was crumbling and empty.

But in the third year of Injustice, Tony Stark returned to the public eye.

Wonder Woman: "...I've always wondered how you would cooperate with him. In my opinion, you are not the same people at all."

Clark said succinctly: "We discussed it."

He lightly brushed off the topic, looked at the handsome bearded man on the main screen, "So?"

Tony: "So, I improved my symbiote armor. In theory, they can completely infiltrate your suit and resist the radiation of kryptonite. Now you won't have an Achilles heel anymore," God among men '."

Clark ignored the man's slightly sarcastic tone and nodded: "Well done."

Tony: "Come to San Francisco to pick it up in a month. Also, a tiny suggestion: If you don't want the Rebels to know about your new weapon, it's time to check your inbox."

Wonder Woman said coldly: "Are you sowing discord, Stark?"

The man on the other side of the screen was biting the leg of his sunglasses in boredom.Hearing her speak, he suddenly smiled.

Those beautiful caramel eyes are as sweet and charming as ever.

Tony: "You really break my heart, Princess. I wish you were the one to pick up the armor in a month. Because I miss your hot lasso and sexy thighs so much."

The communication line was smashed by the goddess of war.

Tony Stark put on his sunglasses, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the new Stark Building, and looked down through the glass windows.

San Francisco.

The Garden of Eden he built.

The men and women on the street are all young and beautiful, with peach blossom faces.

They are like living in a paradise island isolated from the world, and the white terror brought by the Injustice has nothing to do with any of them.

Billions of drones are buzzing the streets, making sure every corner is crime-free.

—and the sick and the old.

That's right.

Because those who are born with ugly faces and crippled bodies are not eligible to enter the Garden of Eden.

Doesn't the god on earth like to caress the weak?

Then let him take care of the knockouts.

On the wide bed behind him, there were several people staggering to and fro, some men and some women, all of them naked, which clearly showed the madness of last night.

The woman who had been doused with red wine by him crawled out of bed and longingly touched the handsome man's calf.

Her chin was pulled upwards, and she saw her own face in her honey-like eyes.

Tony looked at her for a while, rubbed his forehead: "Well - I did drink too much yesterday."

The woman obsessively: "No wonder you are so crazy..."

Tony: "No wonder I touch you, ma'am. Don't tell me, your face is already a version of Extremis—"

With his fingertips, he gently tapped the glass curtain wall.

A mechanical voice sounded: "Scan the pupils and confirm the identity as Extremis Virus [user 23425]."

Tony smiled and said, "Deprivation of the right to use for life."

Mechanical voice: "Understood. Deprive [user 23425] of the right to use it for life."

Following the woman's shrill screams, her plump figure quickly shriveled up, the fine lines at the corners of her forehead and at the ends of her eyes proliferated like spider webs, and her beautiful long hair immediately withered and turned gray!

She knelt in the room full of people who were as beautiful as gods, and buried her old and ugly face deeply in the palm of her hand, like a defeated street mouse, she didn't even dare to lift her face when she rushed out the door.

The woman screamed and ran wildly in the building until she smashed a piece of floor glass and jumped down!

There was no sound outside.

The man with the mustache tasted the wine lightly, and the people in the room started to play and play again, just like the real carefree Garden of Eden.

He didn't know it yet, but Pepper, who was wearing a battle armor, scooped up the falling woman.

Men just feel very sad.

As an extreme face control, his vision has become higher and higher with the popularity of Extremis virus.

This matter is not big or small, it has something to do with his sex index.

——Where can he find a face that makes him want to go to bed just by looking at it?