[Comprehensive British and American] Plague Meow

After getting along for two or three days, the new members of the family began to integrate into the family and gradually became familiar with everyone.

Erth is like all geckos, sensitive and sharp, a little movement will arouse its vigilance, originally Stark would play some songs in the living room to listen to something, but later he was concerned about the doomed fragile heart of the gecko, He just entertained himself in his own laboratory.

Naqi showed a very, very disapproving look at this. With Stark's unrestrained habit, without his supervision, he would probably turn on the sound of the stereo deafeningly again.

Why don't these two-legged beasts understand that it healed their bodies, and it wasn't for them to continue to harm them!

Naqi was so angry that he yelled at the door of the laboratory every day for the past two days.

Unexpectedly, not only is this guy not afraid, but he thinks the little black cat is really cute, so he hugged it and kissed it.

"Meow!" The fiery Naqi patted the bridge of his nose with the back of the cat's paw.

"Okay, okay," Stark coaxed quickly, took the little black cat to the living room and put it on the table, and tried to feed it, "The laboratory is still very dangerous, so many reactors, in case any of them can hurt And you?"

Naqi shrugged his shoulders and hung his neck, chewing the dried fish with a paralyzed cat face, without saying a word.

Looking at the other side of the sofa, Natasha was reading with a book in her hands. Under the warm afternoon sun, there was a quiet place, completely separated from the atmosphere of the bar.

Looking carefully, you can see Erce lying on the book, as if making a bookmark for her.

Naqi, who finished eating the dried fish, was still angry, flicked Stark's tail, jumped onto the high bird's nest, hugged the phone with both paws, and sent a text message to Jason, strongly condemning Iron Man as a big fool.

Jason replied with an MMS.

[It's ZKR wearing a Jason-style collar, and a dog leash extending out of the screen.JPGJ.T]

【Are you walking your dog? 】

Naqi blinked his eyes, thinking it was incredible, whether it was ZKR wearing a collar, or Jason holding ZKR in broad daylight and walking out so swaggeringly.

The mask that cannot be removed is destined to make it impossible for ZKR to pretend to be a normal canine creature.

Wouldn't it be too scary to go out in broad daylight?

[This is an abandoned factory area. Foreigners have been squatting here for several months, and almost no outsiders come here. JT] Clearly Jason was well prepared.

The next text message quickly followed: [The clown committed suicide. JT]

Naqi has never been very interested in so-called super criminals. He has almost forgotten who the clown is, and he was confused for a while when he received the news out of the blue.

【He didn't know how to break free from the straitjacket. Taking advantage of the turmoil in Arkham, he ran to Poison Ivy's territory and was directly poisoned to death. JT]

[You should really look at Poison Ivy's expression at that time. When she found the clown's body, her expression turned petrified, as if her whole body was split in two. JT]

[That's not the point, the problem is that I haven't figured out how to accept this matter yet. JT]

[Don't tell that bat. JT]

To a cat like Natch, a little black cat who is only interested in their bodies and doesn't care about anything else, Jason tends to talk a little more, and he is more frank and stress-free.

[To be honest, I never thought that one day, it would turn out like this. JT]

Naqi looked at the text message, thought for a while, and tried to reply: [Yesterday's night will eventually pass, what you have is tomorrow. 】

[You also read poetry? JT]

[Well, it must have nothing to do with that. JT]

Naqi couldn't keep up with what he said, his tail wagged meaninglessly, poked random characters and deleted them.

Jason is now in a period of confusion when his life plan is suddenly interrupted. I am afraid he will be confused for a while. With ZKR, it should not be a big problem, should he?

ZKR seems to like him after all.

Natch cocked his chin.

If nothing else, Batman is estimated to be in chaos now.

Just like a certain Chaoying died suddenly in a traffic accident one day, this kind of accident of fate caught people off guard.

But in fact, they are just ordinary people. Whether they are superheroes or super villains, in the endless parallel universe, they cannot always be so lucky. Maybe the accident that affected their lives did not succeed. They were strangled in the cradle, maybe they became famous for the first time, but died from the stray bullets of the soldiers.

"Meow." Naqi called lazily.

What a fragile twoleg.

The little black cat yawned. Jeff, who had successfully escaped from prison, was always running around on the floor. It simply continued to occupy the nest of the faceless owl and slept as a black egg inside.

In his sleep, a message was sent to Naqi's mind.

It hesitates.

However, there was no rush to reply to this matter, so Naqi simply continued to sleep.

"Nach."

At night, Stark wakes the kittens.

"I found your information, do you want to see it?"

my information?

Naqi didn't wake up at all, and yawned hugely, the kind that turned half his head over, then licked his mouth, looked at Stark in confusion, as if asking: What is that?

"I guess it has something to do with a little trip of yours?"

Stark was half in the nest and half hanging outside, smiling and pushing the tablet over to show it.Natch looked up and saw the boots and lumbar support of the Iron Man armor on the human foot.

Naqi pawed it with his paws, saw the human being's center of gravity was unstable and swayed, and sighed: "Meow..." You go down first.

It landed on Stark's shoulder, and settled into a squat, allowing Twoleg to carry it down with it.

In the evening, Natasha was no longer in the living room, she seemed to have gone to the training room, so Stark nestled into the soft sofa with Naqi in his arms.

Naqi lay lazily on Stark's chest, looking at the information on the tablet.

It was a blog, which belonged to John H. Watson, and the content recorded on it was an adventure of Sherlock Holmes. There is an extra character in the popular short film - the clever and alert little black cat.

Natch could almost imagine that when Sherlock read this short article, when he found that Watson used so many beautiful words to pile up the image of the little black cat, he would definitely lose his hair in anger.

"How about we have pine nut fish tonight? I want sweet and sour." Stark browsed casually, slipped his fingers under the cloak, and scratched the cat's neck.

Naqi suspected that this guy just wanted to eat delicious food, so he found an excuse to masturbate himself.

It raised its neck, and it was very comfortable to be scratched.

"Meow~" Do it.

My own two-legged beast, I am used to it, and I will make whatever I want to eat.

The ordinary life has passed like this for several days.

During this period, Damian made a special trip to Stark Tower, and the Robin bird airdropped on Stark's open-air balcony, in exchange for Stark's veins and complaints.

"Does walking through the door kill you birds or something?"

Damian ignored him, and took out a small chip: "Upgrade the system, and you can sense input in the future, so you don't need to open the projection screen to type."

This is very convenient.

Naqi jumped over, landed on Damian's shoulder, and rubbed against him intimately, before Damian reached in to upgrade the headset equipment in his ears and the mini mobile phone.

"Honey, if you want that kind of thing, you can say no." Stark snorted, "Want little wings? I can make a set of meow steel armor for you."

"Meow..." Stop messing around.

I am extremely tired of the daily "comparison" between these two two-legged beasts.

Obviously, the other cats and the two gangs are like a fish in water, but how come it is just going around in circles.Could it be that his ability to tease two-legged beasts is not good enough?

Natch was a little skeptical, lying on his side, and brushed Damian's chin with the tip of his tail.

Damian immediately hugged Nack and sucked it.

……

No, there's no point in experimenting with Damian at all.

"According to the sharing agreement, we shared the number for you."

This matter sounds a bit like controlling desire, but Naqi doesn't care. In fact, it didn't care about its own number at all. At this time, it rolled its belly and nestled in Damian's arms, leaning against Robin's body, With two front paws hooking Robin's arm, he poked his head out to watch Damian teach him how to operate the new projection panel.

Now this mini phone can even play games.

Yes, Batman also specially prepared a human society ID for Naqi, and helped him register a social account.

……

No, Batman refuses to take that blame.

"We can connect." Damian was eager to move.

think about it!

Play games with cats!

Damian thinks he can do it!

This can be seen.

This set of IDs should be a good thing Damian did.

"Well, you know what I think? Why don't you give it a try."

Stark, who had been eavesdropping with his ears up all the time, turned on his super big TV and took out a game console that hadn't been used for 800 years. Of course it was the latest model. He didn't notice when it was updated, probably because of Hawkeye.

So Damian and the cat are online.

"Can you press the mouse? If you directly connect to Wifi wirelessly, you can use your mind to operate." Stark fiddled with various handles in his home, and then pasted the cat pads together, which was contrary to harmony.

"Meow." I can handle it.

"Meow~" Just help me fix it~

The little black cat looked at its paws and tried to fiddle with the handle.

Then the handle rolled out.

roll……

out……

Natch: ...that's a problem.

"Hey, let me think of a way."

This is not easy to solve?Stark simply took out the hammer, fixed a bracket in minutes, fixed the handle firmly on the ground, and put the little black cat behind the handle.

Naqi sat down on his buttocks, pulled it back and forth, and let out a calm cry after making sure it was stable enough.

It said that it has no problem playing this game.

"What are you playing?" Damian asked politely.

"Meow~" up to you.

So Damian picked and picked. To Stark's surprise, the kid didn't play any modern online games. Instead, he chose the older arcade mode, the one that uses quick button presses to achieve prescribed combinations to make moves. What is even more surprising is that Naqi can actually play, it knows the combination of these moves!

"Meow." It's not like I'm completely new to human society.

Naqi raised his head slightly, looking quite embarrassed.

Then Stark watched Natch kill Damian in a flash.

after all.

The four paws hold the handle together, and there is a tail.

"Jie jie jie——!!"

Jeff the hamster who didn't know when he touched it made a super loud taunt.

"Shut up! Your pudding is gone tonight!"

Damian was furious.

Gee.

"Don't be such a kid, Jeff is a little hamster, what do you expect?"

Stark pretended to persuade.When he said that, his eyes were filled with the smile of looking at the cub, and he couldn't hide it.Of course, he didn't want to hide either.

As Damian cursed under his breath, the living room quickly fell into chaos.

Damian tried to catch the hamster a few times, but the thief of the hamster was fast and small. Damian failed to catch it a few times. He got angry and took out the Robin Dart, ready to block it from escaping. road.

"Here! Me! Stand! Hold!"

"Jie Jie Jie!" Can't catch, can't catch!

"Whoosh-"

"Whizzing--"

Naqi silently jumped onto the cat climbing frame made of simulated tree branches on the upper level to avoid accidental injury.Stark was also happy to cover his face, he didn't care that his home was demolished, and even asked the smart housekeeper to help video.

Just, Robin flew the hamster and jumped, and the whole living room was so lively.

The battle between man and hamster continued into the evening.

Damian is exhausted and paralyzed, doubting Tori.After leaving the Assassin's League for so long, for the first time, under the premise of not fighting against a strong enemy, he was exhausted and paralyzed.

The tired and paralyzed Damian was lying on the sofa, his eyes were dazed, and he pretended to be staying overnight.

Only then did Stark realize that something was wrong, and squinted at the Robin bird.

"Didn't you run away from home again?"

"Not counting." Damian waved his hand, too lazy to communicate.

Stark rolled his eyes, thinking that he was kind and cute when he was a child. This devil bastard was more serious than he was back then, and muttered: "I'll send a message to your father." He still has Batman's contact information.

"No!" Damian quit, he was very angry, "He is in a trance because of the death of that clown! Could it be that he has a problem with his own brain? I don't need to report my itinerary to him!"

The whole yellow robin jumped up, its fur was upside down, like a ball in the shape of a yellow hedgehog.

Naqi lay on the back of the sofa, holding his claws, looking down at the young two-legged beast calmly.

"Meow."

It gave a soothing cry, and began to turn on the projection screen and enter letters with its mind.

['A person has spent years chasing down a felony fugitive, but found that the other party choked himself to death on the way', no matter who faces this situation, it will be difficult to accept.That doesn't mean he likes clowns, and it's not pity. 】

It saw Damian frowning, and continued to let the letters jump out with his own thinking.

【It's just that the original target suddenly disappeared, and his body continued to rush forward following the inertia.This situation can make people feel a little aimless. 】

No doubt Batman is very uncomfortable with this.

In fact, Nacky knows that there is something special between his Twolegs and the clown:

Batman has always hoped to cure the clown's madness. Part of the reason may be that he felt that the original person would fall into the chemical pool.

It's a pity that both of these goals disappeared in an instant.

The ordinary mortal who made a wrong step and joined the robbery gang was finally able to sleep peacefully.

The clown disappeared.

"It sounds like you still know us superheroes quite well?" Stark touched his chin.

Most superheroes have their own "enemies".

They don't know why, and who wants an "enemy" if they can?

However, it has become a habit to confront each other. If the other party disappears suddenly, or because of some inexplicable reasons, everyone will be caught off guard, and even stubbornly suspect that this is another conspiracy.

Naqi flicked his tail: [I have observed you for hundreds of years, if you can't understand it, you can't understand it, and the analysis can still be analyzed temporarily. 】

Stark looked at this text and was happy.

"My pleasure." He rubbed the cat's head.

Naqi let out a contented "mi woo".

[It's only been a few days?Give him a little more time. 】For Batman, its requirements have never been high, 【It just so happens that Professor X invited me to vacation together, since you are running away from home, why not come with me. 】

Since it has taken care of the eldest brother and the second brother, it is not impossible to take care of the fourth brother now.

Natchy thinks he really is the most dedicated cat in the world.

It's like a babysitter——!

The author has something to say: "What about me? Honey?" Stark stuck his head out.

Naqi looked back at him: [You still have to start a company. 】

Stark: ...a sudden urge to resign.