ruthless. "This kick was hard enough, and it was agreed that he would release water because he was a patient? He was merciless at all, okay?"

"Get up, this is the end of today's battle." Damian withdrew the knife and skillfully connected the dislocated shoulder.

"So early?" Aya stood up and asked, "Normally, Sha Lan and I will practice for another hour."

"...I'll have a literature class later." Damian said reluctantly.

"Oh, see, your mother Ham wanted you to learn more about the art of speaking," said Aya.

Damian ignored him, turned and strode out of the room, and before he left, Aya seemed to hear him make a strange sound, kind of like... "TT"?

What a strange sound this is.

But ending sparring early meant he could sneak out and hang around before the others' training time was up.He knows how to get to the training room on the other side.

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"Jason, stop!" David sternly stopped his movements, Jason's fist almost stopped in front of the nose of another junior assassin, his face was already covered with blood.

Jason obediently stood up straight and stood aside without saying a word.

"Send him to the infirmary, and help him adjust the course by the way. He needs to learn more fighting skills." David instructed the assassin members next to him, and then turned to Jason: "I appreciate your talent, but you have to learn to control it." Own rage and behavior. The League doesn't need assassins who can't fully carry out their orders."

"Yes, I will improve." Jason replied without complaint.After staying in the League of Assassins for this period of time, he has almost forgotten his original appearance.Blood and pain piled solidly on his rapidly improving skills, far more than he learned in the Batcave.Sometimes he couldn't help questioning that Bruce didn't train him seriously at all, because he wasn't the perfect Dick.Grayson, the first generation of Robin, golden boy.

"That's all for today's training, Jason, you stay and clean up." David said, turned and left the training room, and other members followed suit.Jason, on the other hand, picked up the broom and rag beside him and began to clean the room.

When he was about to wipe off the blood on the ground, a voice came to his ears: "Hey, Jason."

He looked up, and Aya, dressed as an assassin, rolled in from the window.

"Aiya, you're fine." Seeing this unscrupulous guy for the first time seemed like a lifetime ago, Jason felt inexplicably relieved.

"Well, of course it's okay, but it's very tiring to find you." Aiya said with a smile, he was exhausted from climbing such a long distance along the outer wall just now: "You are really hard to find."

"Where have you been all this time?" Jason couldn't help asking.

"Just like you, he was captured as an assassin." Aya said, "It's you, you know that Bruce would not approve of your behavior, right?" Read it over and over.

Jason lowered his face: "Anyway, he's not here now."

"Kid, don't be too extreme." Aya patted him on the shoulder: "Don't become like Damian."

"Damian?"

"Little devil, you should have a chance to see him in the future." Aya smiled and sat on the steps aside: "Thanks to him having to go to other classes every afternoon, I can sneak out of your window every day to catch you A time to be left alone."

"...you've been lying outside this window every day lately?" Jason looked out. There were not many raised parts of the wall outside. It was hard to imagine that he climbed over the wall every day.

"Yes." Aya said, "Thanks to this, I will find that you are becoming more and more cruel."

"That's the kind of person I am." Jason said coldly, "Maybe Bruce misunderstood me from the beginning. I shouldn't be Robin at all."

"Don't be influenced by the League of Assassins." Aya patted the ground next to him and invited Jason to sit together: "Although Bruce has a little difficulty in expressing his emotions, he really cares about you."

"I can't see it." Jason ignored Aiya's invitation, still standing in front of the window: "I learned more in one week in the League of Assassins than I learned in two months with him. He's making do with it, and he'll dump me when he finds a better partner."

"I don't think so." Aya shrugged: "Tell me, after you came to the League of Assassins, did you read any books?"

"…there is no time."

"That's it. Bruce hopes that besides being Robin, you have your own childhood and your own interests. The League of Assassins will only obliterate your human side and train you into a weapon." Aiya said: "You see, the only one among the members who has other types of courses is Thalia's biological son Damian. No parent would want their child to become a cold weapon that can only kill."

Jason kept his face blank and refused to respond.

"Take some time to go to the library, the library of the Assassin League is actually very good." Aiya stood up and patted the dust on his body: "Your instructor has a very reasonable saying, you have to learn to control Your anger. But it’s not suppression. You need to understand where your anger comes from and whether it’s what you really think. I recommend you to read The Encounter of Monte Cristo. I remember it’s on the penultimate shelf of the Union Library Go up." After finishing speaking, he opened the window, climbed up the vertical wall neatly, grabbed the eaves and climbed up, disappearing from Jason's sight.

"... I've read The Encounter of Monte Cristo." Jason could only mutter to the air, but he thought in his mind that he might go to the library for a short time before going to bed.

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Aya's friends: I hope Aya is ok...

Aiya: (holding a barbecue and chewing) The food in the League of Assassins is really good.

Xiuwen Tucao: Samurai丨Knife shielding wool!

Present

Jason felt that something strange had come into his daily life.

That day he followed Aya's advice and went to the library of the League of Assassins - I have to say that the library is really exaggerated and beautiful - and found the story of Monte Cristo from the penultimate row, and saw Inside was a note.

"If you don't know who left this note, please just clip it back silently, don't say anything, thank you."

The opener on the front side... is absolutely perfect.Jason turned the note over.

"Once upon a time a scientist dropped a vibranium wrench..."

Jason closed the book with a "snap", his face covered with black lines.He did everything possible to leave this note just to tell this trash joke?

But for some reason, I always want to read it with an itch in my heart.

Fortunately, the content behind it seems to be a little different: "But what I want to tell is not the story of this scientist, but the story of this time lord.

The Time Lord was a man of sorrow, and years of accumulated grief and pain gave him a wisdom that no one else could match.With that unique wisdom, he has saved countless planets and civilizations, and enabled many races, large and small, in the universe to have a bright future.That wisdom is the power of words and knowledge.

In short, he is a great man who saves the world with his chatty attributes.

So read more and learn more other knowledge, my child.Talking is the most practical skill. "

Jason squeezed the note into a ball with his hand.

Sure enough, he should pretend not to know who wrote it, and silently clip the note back.

Well, let him watch Monte Cristo again before clipping it back.

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I spent a few days re-reading The Encounter of Monte Cristo, and found that there was another post-it note stuck on the last page of the whole book: "I've finished reading it, right? How about reading A Tale of Two Cities next? It's on the fifth shelf." The middle one."

Ah, a tale of two cities, great writer Charles.The works of Dickens, which he has always wanted to read but has not had time to read.

However, there is also an annoying little note in A Tale of Two Cities: "According to the Time Lord, Dickens wrote novels about ghosts before he died because he really saw ghosts. But it's not a ghost, it's an alien. You think he said Is it true? I think he's talking nonsense."

...what the hell is the point of this nonsense!The note turned into waste paper under his hands.

Then each book will have a small note, and the next book will be recommended at the end.Sometimes when he came across a book he had read, Jason would jump directly to the last page to find the next one, and if he hadn't read it, he would read the whole book before reading the note.Frankly speaking, there is quite a sense of anticipation for opening a gift. Aiya recommended a variety of books, but each one is very good-looking.

Literary The Old Man and the Sea (note: Such a big fish must not taste good as sashimi.), magical novels Earthsea six parts (note: Earthsea can also be made into a movie , must be more famous than Harry Potter!), there are laughing and forgetting books of historical satire (note: you humans really know how to play.), and detective murders on the Orient Express (note: hyperactive gray Little brain cells are good for you.).

Leaving aside those comments that ruined the atmosphere, Jason enjoyed this kind of life quite a bit.

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Wind and snow.

Bruce frowned wearily, and nailed the windshield shed to the ground.Dick handed the equipment box to him, ready for data detection.

During this time he could barely rest.Even if Dexterwing, who had already flown solo as Nightwing, came back to help, the burden of dealing with criminals in the city and finding the whereabouts of Aya and Jason would still be heavy.Regardless of how little sleep he had left, some kind of shadow still loomed over his dreams whenever the old butler forced him back to bed, with a bloodied Jason lying at his feet.

The situation tonight is very similar to that at that time. The wind blows from the sea to form heavy snow with moisture, which happens to coincide with the timing of high tide.He had to take this opportunity to observe the current situation and figure out where they would be taken when they fell into the water.

Dozens of micro-sensors were dropped at the exact location, and the precise positioning, pressure, and depth transmitted by the Wayne satellite began to be read into the receiving computer's file every second.Bruce frowned slightly. The reefs in this area made the current very unstable, and there were undercurrents and eddies almost everywhere.

"Hey, B," Dick whispered, tugging at his sleeve to make him look over.A short figure appeared on the way up the cliff, coming towards this side against the strong wind.

Because of Fengxue's poor vision, they didn't realize it was a boy until the figure got very close.The boy also noticed the two at this time, turned around and ran away.

"Wait!" The two temporarily put down their work and chased after them.There is no reason for a child to come to such a remote and dangerous place at such a time.The boy was running fast, but the black briefcase in his hand slowed him down. In addition, the pursuers were two well-trained vigilantes, and he was blocked before he could leave the top of the cliff.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Batman asked calmly.

"I..." The boy held the briefcase in both hands, Batman had already scanned it with the detector in the mask, it was just an ordinary computer, not explosives.The boy worked up his courage: "I'm here to do the same thing as you, Mr. Batman."

"Do you know what we're doing?" Ye Yi narrowed his eyes, examining the seemingly ordinary child in front of him.

"Yes, I want to simulate ocean currents and ocean phases." The boy said, "I don't mean any harm, I just want to help."

"This is not your business, go home." Batman refused coldly, but with a touch of tenderness towards the child: "...Thank you for your kindness."

"No, I can help, really!" The boy said seriously: "According to the GCPD's action records and your condition, Mr. Batman, you have not had a rest for at least three days. If I can help analyze some data... no If you are in charge of the investigation, just do some trivial tidying up, maybe you can get an extra hour of sleep every day."

"You're a kid who investigates clearly." Ye Yi raised his eyebrows.

"You're still young, so it's better not to get involved in these things." Batman turned around: "You are very talented, you should spend time studying hard. Ye Yi, help me send this kid home, Gotham It's not very safe at night."

"Please wait!" Seeing that Batman was about to leave, the boy could only shout: "I can help, Mr. Wayne!"

"Oh." Ye Yi opened his mouth into an O shape and watched Bruce stop, feeling like a storm was coming.

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"Tea, please, Master Timothy." Alfred was always so calm at any time, but not Dick.He paced behind the sofa a little anxiously. Although he had changed out of his Nightwing outfit at the request of Ah Fu, he frequently looked in the direction of the Batcave.

Bruce finished the stats at the end, but Dick knew he'd almost lost his mind on it.After the record was completed, he ordered both of them to get into the Batmobile and returned to the Wayne House as quickly as possible.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he seemed to hear this Timothy.Drake let out a squeal of excitement as he climbed into the Batmobile.

Then Bruce used the bat computer to process the data first, and asked the two to go back to the living room and wait for a while.

"Timothy Drake." Bruce appeared at the door of the hall without a sound, and his voice was cold: "The only son of the Drake family."

"Master Bruce, maybe you want to sit down and have a cup of tea before we have a good chat?" Afu hinted that he should be kinder.

Bruce sighed, and followed the old butler's instructions to sit opposite Timothy.

"Just call me Tim." The latter said obediently.

"Okay, Tim." Bruce showed a little tired look: "I have met your parents, the Drakes are very good people. Do they know that you come out at night to do such a dangerous thing?"

"It's not dangerous. I know enough about the streets of Gotham and the night patrol routes of the GCPD. As long as you stay in a safe area, you won't encounter anything." Tim said: "Compared to what you do for Gotham It's not dangerous at all, I just want to help."

"I'm a little curious, how do you know our identities?" Dick sat half-closed on the back of the sofa behind Bruce, and quickly stood up straight again after receiving Ah Fu's condemning eyes.

"I was there when I was at the last performance of the Grayson family." Tim said carefully: "Then I saw Robin doing stunts similar to trapeze in the night sky. It's not too difficult to guess. Then Robin disappeared For a while, Nightwing appeared in Bluhaven, and then Mr. Wayne adopted Jason, and the second-generation Robin appeared again, so..."

"Very good reasoning ability, but you are too young to spend time on these things." Bruce said again: "Go home, forget these things and live a good life."

"But Mr. Wayne, I can help!" Tim stood up a little excitedly: "Although I can't do much, but if this can help your current situation a little..." He took out his pen in a hurry Turn on the electricity and open a lot of data.Contains several photos, details of some underground transactions, and police records.Bruce watched disapprovingly as the kid somehow investigated the crime, but certain statistics caught his eye immediately.

"Here." As soon as Tim started to operate the computer, Tim seemed to have more confidence: "The underground trade is used to deal with superhumans, including Superman, Flash and other members of the Zhenglian, and even claims that they can be used to deal with Batman. All of them are fakes. But the Superman sensor obtained by the clown does have the correct function. Although it is essentially a radiation receiver of a specific band, it cannot be found everywhere."

Tim called up a few more pieces of information: "Although this kind of thing can find raw materials for transformation in any science and technology laboratory, the circulation of this product is a bit vague. The downstream investigation will find out the illegal gangster laboratory in Gotham , but in fact the signature handwriting on it does not match the handwriting of the gang’s delivery staff.”

Bruce looked carefully at the information Tim had shown him and knew he was right.Gotham's black market transactions were already chaotic. When he found out that the source belonged to an illegal laboratory he had fought with, he didn't delve into this road again, because he confirmed that the instrument was indeed from the laboratory, and he didn't. I spare no effort to pay attention to the clues that seem to have closed the case.But the evidence Tim put forward is likely to represent that someone secretly manipulated the deal, and someone deliberately exposed the sensor to the clown.

He had already interrogated the Joker's purpose against Superman, and the Joker readily admitted that he just wanted to see how Batman would react when he knew that his carelessness killed his best partner.That's exactly what the Joker likes to do, and Bruce knows he's not lying.The Joker always likes to test his limits in various ways, including asking him to choose between Jason and hundreds of innocent Gotham people, and showing up in front of him just to say a few boring jokes.But if someone is behind the scenes... Not many people can do it perfectly without Batman's eyes.

"And this photo." Tim highlighted the highlight: "This is a crooked monitor in downtown Gotham on the day of the incident."

Most of the monitors in Gotham have already been damaged, and the ones that are not damaged are usually distorted by criminals, creating blind spots for surveillance. It is not surprising that more than half of the monitors on this monitor are facing the sky instead of the street.But in the snowy night sky in the picture, there is a small black spot moving, and finally disappears into the clouds.If you don't look carefully, you won't notice it at all. In fact, Bruce doubts whether Tim has slowed down all the monitor images to find out.

"I thought at the time, if the members of Zhenglian searched all over Gotham and still can't find the missing Robin, then he is probably not in Gotham anymore." Tim said, zooming in on the picture and comparing it with one to complete the analysis The picture: "It looks like some kind of transport aircraft, the kind of stealth transport aircraft after modification and silencer."

The time stamp of the footage is that most of them happened to be back in the watchtower for the live simulation first, so no one noticed the movement.

"...Wow." This is Dick's final summary, expressing his admiration for Tim's detective skills.

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Tibbo: I'm in the Batmobile! (screaming)

## Aya has a strange obsession with vibranium wrenches.

## The doctor who is far away in the universe lays his gun every day.

##On how the well-behaved second-generation Robin was educated to be a chatterbox.

## Master, your son is about to be spoiled.

League of Assassins: One hit kills, don't hold back the enemy.

Aia: Talking more is king.

Jason in the future: Eat my double guns!aha! (At the same time implement the dogma of chatter and don't hold back the enemy)



"Be more stable when punching." Aiya said: "The assassin skills you learn are mainly dexterity, but sometimes you have to fight the enemy face to face. You must know the difference between assassination and head-on combat."

"I've been doing all-round training since I can remember, you don't need to teach me!" Damian said so, but the next time he punched, he stood more steadily.

"What a coincidence, I have also been trained to fight since I was a child." Aiya caught Damian's fist and evaded his suppression: "Although I have been a little neglected in the past few years, after all, the people in the laboratory are very House."

"Do you have to talk while you practice?" Damian asked, following Aya's pace and giving him a flying kick.

"Multitasking is also an important skill." Aya said, crossing his arms in front of him to block the attack: "When your enemy is so annoyed by you that they can't concentrate, isn't your chance coming?"

Like I'm getting annoyed by you right now?Damian thought about it but didn't say it.He also tried to ignore Aya completely and focus on the battle, but every time Aya could attract his attention with a very professional analysis of the battle, and then force him to listen with a bunch of nonsense.for example…

"Make good use of your back and waist muscles, they can add a lot of flexibility and explosiveness to your fighting." Aiya said, after a forward flip past Damian, he turned around and punched with incredible speed, forcing Damian to retreat. took a few steps.Damian actually admires Aya's skills somewhere in his heart, but the next few words are completely unnecessary: ​​"It is said that developing these muscles can give you a good body shape. For example, you can refer to Batman's big breasts, Nightwing Buttocks and Captain America's big breasts and hips."

Damian is about to collapse.Obviously when he first joined the Assassin's League, he didn't talk to such a degree, and it became more and more serious as time passed.

In fact, Aya is not such a talkative person, but life in the League of Assassins is too boring, and Damian and Jason are very fun to play together, I can't help but...

Under the pretense that he is helping Thalia fuck a child, so that he will not grow up to be a guy who only knows how to kill and has no fun at all.And he also found that Jason was becoming more and more extreme under the shadow of the League of Assassins, so he used various annoying messages to distract him.

If he knew who Damian's father was, maybe he wouldn't dare to "□□" like this...or try to mislead him.

"Of course, there are also outstanding fighters among women." After gradually getting used to the weakened strength, Aya became more comfortable with Damian: "For example, your mother and Black Widow, their bodies are not picky."

Damian thought for a moment that his mother's figure was indeed considered to be the best in the world, and then it took a few seconds before he realized that he was led into the ditch by Aya.

"So which side are you on? Nightwing, Batman, or Captain?"

"TT, shut up!" Damian responded swiftly with a stormy attack, bursting out with unprecedented skill and speed, and finally managed to keep Aya quiet for a few seconds.

This afternoon, the daily sparring was still going on very harmoniously and beautifully.

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"I forgot to tell you, I won't be here for the next few days. When Shalan comes back, you can practice against her for a few days." After the training time, Aya said to Damian while tidying up.

"Where are you going?" Damian couldn't help asking, wiping his face with a towel.

"A mission. A former agent accidentally found clues to the hidden pile in New York, and Thalia asked me to get rid of that agent." Aya replied.

"You?" Damian was a little confused.New York is a very important dark line. Since the establishment of the Avengers, New York has been very difficult to infiltrate. Lei Xiao spent a lot of effort and sent a few of his most loyal men to cultivate the power there.Although Aya has excellent skills, why would Thalia trust this outsider who has joined for a short time?

"I have enough knowledge of Stark Industries' surroundings, and I know where the success rate is high." Aiya shrugged and walked outside the door.

Damian frowned slightly, he felt something was wrong, but since it was his mother's decision, he didn't say much.

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"I was attacked by a killer and I needed support." Former S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Maria.Hill leaned behind the pillar to pant slightly, and connected to the channel of the Avengers: "There is only one person on the other side, but the skills are superb."

Her words were interrupted with a "bang", several bullets flew past her cheeks, and a bit of stone dust was broken from the cement pillar.Hill took out his gun and fired a few shots at the figure behind him, but missed.

Since the disintegration of S.H.I.E.L.D., Hilt has joined Stark Industries and secretly assisted the Avengers and former S.H.I.E.L.D. director Nick.Fury against Hydra or other enemies.A few days ago, by coincidence, she discovered that there seemed to be a dark line of some kind of organization lurking in a corner of New York. When she wanted to investigate in depth, she was attacked.

"Hang on, I'll be there right away." Hawkeye Clint's voice came from the headset. Her location was in the unfinished building near Stark Industries, but only a few minutes' walk away.

The assassin suddenly appeared from the other side, slashing at him with a samurai sword.Firearms at such a short distance are not practical, and Hill can only draw out the electric shock baton to deal with the enemy.Although this assassin carried a gun, he still seemed to prefer to use cold weapons.His movements are very quiet, and the sound of footsteps is almost inaudible, only when he slashes heavily, there will be a metal and air resonance hum, that kind of sharp sound that makes hair stand on end.

The tip of the knife sliced ​​across her waist, if it hadn't just landed on her holster, blood might have been seen.Hill took advantage of this opportunity to step back and widen the distance, and fired several shots to force the killer to hide behind the wall.

"Twelve." After several shots, Hill heard the killer's voice.It was a male with a clear voice, but it was a little unclear through the mask.She couldn't help but lose color.After SHIELD's transformation, it is the twelve-round magazine. This person knows the weapon specifications of SHIELD.

Before he had time to replace the empty magazine, the killer jumped out with incredible speed. Hill could only block the long knife with the gun in his hand, but his other hand took the opportunity to grab Hill's throat.

A black arrow forced the assassin to let go of Hill, and Hawkeye leaped through the unglazed window to engage him.After Hill straightened himself up and joined the battle, the killer slowly fell into a disadvantage.

With a sound of "clang", Hawkeye took down the killer's knife with his bow, and at the same time Hill knocked him back with a heavy blow.An arrow headed towards the assassin, split into two in the air, one on the left and one on the right, and fixed on the walls on both sides of his throat, with a thin and tough thread in the middle strangling his neck.The killer wanted to move, but Hill's gun was pointed firmly at him: "Don't move, put your hands in the air."

The killer slowly raised his hands, his entire face was wrapped in a black killer outfit, only one pair of eyes were exposed.

"Who are you and who do you work for?" Clint pointed his bow at him, but the killer didn't answer.But he saw a sense of familiarity in the killer's eyes, that dark blue pupil color is extremely rare...

"Aya?" Clint asked in disbelief, distracted for a moment.

With a "bang", the killer raised his half-raised hand and pulled out the arrow nailed to the wall along the position, and threw out a smoke bomb with the other hand.Clint and Hill quickly backed away from the range of the dark gray smoke, and when the smoke cleared, the person in front of them had disappeared.

"Clint? How's the situation on your side?" The other Avengers who hurried back from the mission asked anxiously through the earphones.

"The assassin escaped." Clint regained his composure a little bit, and answered while pressing the headset: "Sill is fine, but we need to have a meeting."

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"How about the mission?" Thalia sat at the table leisurely looking at some documents, and asked without raising her head when she heard the door open.

"Failed." Aiya said very easily, as if the mission was successfully completed rather than a complete failure: "He came to the rescue before he succeeded in killing the female agent Avenger's Hawkeye." Scar's neck, clicked.Playing too much and almost getting caught by Clint.

"That's right." Thalia closed the data book and got up: "But you know that the Assassin League will punish those who fail the mission, right?"

"...You can tell me before I accept the task next time." Aiya said helplessly, "But I know, anyone can guess."

"Go to the Punishment Department to receive the punishment yourself." Thalia glanced at the time: "Remember to go between three and five o'clock."

"Understood." Aya responded, turned to go out.

"Also, Robert." Thalia called to him from behind: "I'll turn a blind eye to the tricks you and Jason did in the library, but don't indoctrinate Damian with strange things."

"What, did I say something?" Aya asked innocently.

"Who is better for you to discuss with a child under ten years old?" Thalia raised her eyebrows.

"You give a samurai sword to a child who is less than ten years old?" Aya shrugged. "Frankly speaking, I think my topic is much healthier than assassin skills."

"He has lived in the League of Assassins since he was a child, and assassin skills are his daily life, his entertainment, and his obligation." Thalia said: "People who don't know these things can't stay here."

"In my opinion, he is just a child, and his mental age is not mature at all, even if he doesn't think so." Aya replied, walking out the door: "Believe me, this is not a good path. I have experienced it myself when I was a child. , you will make the world beautiful that he doesn't understand."

Thalia sighed and sat back in her seat, unable to find anything to refute.Why on earth could she not think twice about recruiting this guy?

I don't know how her dear Mr. Batman will feel when he knows that his two children are about to be spoiled by this man.

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Let me tell you, are you the leader of the station, the night wing or the old man? 23333

I personally stand for Yeyi with my buttocks, and the captain for my big breasts. (Enough oh you!)

In fact, I really don't think the captain has an American butt... (Hey!)

Forget it, it’s better to have fewer topics that are not suitable for children.

The arrow will be divided into two middle links to nail people to the wall. This trick is used by the Green Arrow, which comes from the first season of the CW TV series Green Arrow.Specifically, the arrow will be divided into two branches and nailed to the wall, and the thread in the middle will just strangle the enemy's throat, and the enemy will be stuck on the wall and cannot move.

There are some details that I may not explain in the main text, so I will talk about them outside.

Thalia asked Aya to receive the punishment at the specified time, because she had placed her own people during that time, so Aia would not really be punished for failing the mission.

In Aya's daily OOC, it seems that he has not been normal since he came back from the universe



"League of Assassins." Tony turned on the projector: "I have always suspected that New York has their forces, but I didn't expect it to be true. They hide so deep that even Jarvis can hardly track them down. The League of Assassins has always been with Zhenglian The members are more related, especially Green Arrow and Batman even studied in the alliance."

"Clint, you said that the assassin was Aya, are you sure?" Natasha asked.

"It's hard to say." Clint pondered: "He didn't use a tactical knife—you all know that this is Aya's best weapon, but his eye color is indeed extremely rare, frankly speaking, except for Aya. I've never seen anyone with dark blue eyes. There's a lot of similarity in height, build, and somewhat similar fighting styles."

"Pupil color can be disguised with contact lenses, right?" Banner asked.

"Of course, but which assassin would use such a special color as dark blue to disguise?" Natasha said: "What's more, Aiya's identity is rarely known, and his disappearance has been covered up by us. There is no need for the League of Assassins to disguise as Come and assassinate Hill."

"I have received your message." A communication link was connected to the Avengers channel, and the figure of Batman appeared in the projection: "I have a piece of information that must be shown to you first." Following his several operations, some screenshots The captured files and photos were sent to Jarvis: "When Aya and Jason disappeared, a camera captured a stealth transport plane leaving Gotham. Although there is no definitive evidence, it is very likely that it belongs to the League of Assassins. People. It's no coincidence."

"So you think the two of them are indeed in the hands of the League of Assassins?" the captain asked.

"There is a high probability that this is the case." Batman showed other data: "I simulated the ocean current a few days ago, and they may have been brought to the east bank of Gotham by the vortex. There is a hidden Assassin Alliance stronghold near the east bank, but I haven't found out the exact location yet."

"Then the assassin may be the Assassin Alliance pretending to be Aya to attract our attention." Tony said, "This may be a trap."

"There is another problem." Natasha analyzed: "Aia's identity is a secret, if he didn't reveal his fighting skills to the Alliance, they would not be able to know his fighting style. Hill, what do you think? "

"I don't know." Hill pondered for a few seconds: "It's hard to say whether he kept his hand from me. After all, I don't know the original skill level of Mr. Finner Lowry. But the weapon specifications of this killer branch S.H.I.E.L.D. Well, I heard him say "twelve" just after twelve rounds had gone off in my modified gun."

"So there's another possibility," Clint said. "That's Aya. But why?"

"Sorry to interrupt, I have an idea." Clark's projection also appeared in the conference hall: "Is it possible that it is for Jason? If the Assassin League threatens Aya with him as a hostage, Aya may have no choice work for them."

They looked at Batman, but the serious Dark Knight was reluctant to jump to conclusions: "In any case, the League of Assassins deliberately sent Aya, or pretended to be him, to assassinate Agent Hill.

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