Forced to focus on daily life [Comprehensive English and American]

If time could be turned back, Rosie would definitely choose to go back to the day before. Before rushing to the hospital to save Sophia, she would spend half an hour memorizing Tony's boss's five phone numbers by heart.

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"Iron Man?" Jason frowned when he heard the commotion outside, he glanced at the window, then quickly turned his head to look at Rosie who was sitting on the bed with a blank face, "Why did Iron Man come here?" here?"

Rosie shook her head mechanically, but before she finished shaking her head, she suddenly thought of something, looked at her mobile phone that was randomly placed on the bedside table because the battery was exhausted, and the corners of her mouth pulled upwards stiffly. .

It looks like her magical boss performed a minor surgery on her phone without her knowing.

Jason understood the moment she looked at the phone. He frowned and pursed his lips. Just as he was about to say something, Rosie suddenly stood up from the bed. He tapped on the palm of his hand, looked at Jason, and said in a panic: "Jason, you must hide at this time!"

"Why should I hide, this is my home." Jason said a little puzzled.

"You'll be considered by my boss to be the Gotham gang that kidnapped me!" Rosie said.

"What, he's going to attack me? Should I be taken to Arkham or New York to the S.H.I.E.L.D. prison where Loki was once imprisoned?" Jason raised his eyebrows and sneered, humming out his nose. With a sound, he put his hands back into his pockets and said, "My lunch break is over and I have to go back to work. As for you, Miss Mathers, what you should worry about most is that your boss knows about your part-time job. After all, he Installing monitoring on your mobile phone means that he knows far more than you think."

Seeing him turn around and leave, Rosie hastily held out Erkang's hand, but before she could say "don't open the door", she heard the excited shouts of the children outside the room like a crutch. The same tune turned into a horrifying scream. She reacted extremely quickly and rushed towards the door. However, the unhealed wound on her waist made her movements lag a bit. At this time, Jason Kicked open the door and rushed out of the house.

When the morning and noon meet, the sunlight rushed in Rosie caught off guard, causing her to reflexively spread out her right palm, blocking her vision.She used the shortest time to adapt to the change of light, and hurried to the door, supporting the door frame with one hand, and covering the wound on her waist with the other.

She first saw a three-story building on the opposite side with one of the roofs blown off. The clothesline on the public balcony on the second floor was hanging under the balcony tremblingly. The rubble was mixed together; and several nearby houses were also damaged to varying degrees. An old bicycle was lying on the side of the road, the chain was still driving the tires to rotate slowly, and Jason was holding two seven or eight A [-]-year-old child was standing at the end of the ruins not far from the bicycle. The child seemed to be frightened, and looked at the bicycle in a daze.

"This slum was bombed." Jason said solemnly. He stood up slowly, patted the dust on the hair of the little boy beside him, and then turned his head in one direction.

Rosie followed the direction in which he turned his head, and only saw a golden and red figure among the stacked low buildings not far away. Flying out, holding a bomb in his hand, he raised his hand to throw the bomb, Jason immediately pulled the two children beside him into his arms, and dodged into the building behind him that was half blown away. In the corridor of the building, less than a second later, the bomb/bomb exploded in the midday sun, and fragments of shrapnel were scattered in all directions.

Within a few seconds of the explosion/bomb explosion/explosion, Rosie still had this buzzing sound in her ears. While covering her ears, she looked towards Jason, making sure that Jason and the two children were safe After that, she ran out of the house stepping on Jason's slippers that were much bigger than her feet. She vaguely heard Jason calling her, but these shouts were quickly interrupted by the next explosion. Covering it, she looked up while running forward, and saw a gorgeous golden flower in the sky, and behind that flower, a person in golden-red armor flew down rapidly.

She suddenly remembered that in the afternoon not long ago, Tony wearing a steel armor took the extremely dangerous level bomb from her hand, and then flew into the sky, bringing a gorgeous fireworks over Manhattan.

But now, the same person is tirelessly shuttling through the streets of the slums and mid-air, using those bombs/bombs that are about to explode, bringing fireworks to these city ruins one after another.

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"Boss, there is something I have to confess to you."

"Okay, you say."

"Actually, I have been secretly learning Sanda and Muay Thai since I was 15 years old."

"……this one?"

"Shouldn't the boss be surprised?"

"No, in fact, Miss Mathers, who looks so weak, is very fond of it. She has been bombing/bombing with a hand level for nearly an hour, which is already a good example of the problem."

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Rosie gritted her teeth, stared at the busy figure in the air, grasped the claw in her right hand, and slowly grabbed a wooden handle of a broom out of the void, and then hurriedly said in her ear : "Warning! Warning! Never use the night witch identity during the day! Otherwise, all points will be cleared! The host may die!"

Rosie's hand froze, and at the moment she froze, a bullet passed her cheek, she hurriedly dodged to the right, and at the same time looked in the direction of the bullet, I saw a man standing on the roof of the second floor. He had hair that was dyed so messily that his original color could not be seen. His face seemed to have been painted, and the color was pale. And this pale complexion made his dark eye sockets And the weird red smiley makeup around the mouth is even more abrupt.

He held a revolver/gun in his hand, and when Rosie turned around and saw him, he seemed to shrug innocently, as if he was sorry that his bullet missed Rosie's fatal part.

And Rosie's eyes widened when she saw his face.

clown.

This is a clown?