[Zhongyingmei] The superheroes I bought in those years

The sun fades away.

The night dyed the sky.

Near the Washington Memorial.

A molecular cuisine restaurant that looks expensive.

A young girl dressed in Morandi shades sat face to face with a man whom few Americans knew.

The waiter in a white shirt came over with a drink list in his hand, resisting the urge to look at him involuntarily, and dimmed the lights in the cubicle.

The restaurant is in a high-tech style with cement gray as the main color. On the dining table made of cement and luminous resin, there are rose gold plates, matching knives and forks, and napkins embroidered with gold thread.

At this moment, the light dimmed, and the original resin lines glowed green under the glass, softening the facial lines of the diners, and the ambiguity rose sharply.

Looking out from the single-sided visible floor-to-ceiling glass in the cold style, you can just face the main entrance of the memorial hall.

Some people run at night by the lake, and occasionally some strollers cast their eyes on the restaurants here, but they can only see a gray area.

"The gin here is good."

Bruce Wayne raised the wine glass in front of him and gave a slight respect to Patricia, the corners of his mouth curled up very attractively.

The more Patricia looked at his affectionate appearance, the more numb she felt -- stimulated by the strong contrast -- she could only hold up her glass to cover up the stiffness of her smile.

It is said to be wine, but in fact, it seems that there is only a pile of foam in the goblet. When you sip it down, the warm lemon bubbles and the cold juniper are mixed together, bringing a wonderful taste.

Patricia likes to chug down her drink, but she doesn't mind enjoying a new twist that requires sipping.

Except for some wealthy people who pay special attention to the quality of life, most people in the universe don't spend their minds on cooking. Even on Saka, the long tail whiskers of Gugu can make a bowl of "noodles" that is enough to satisfy their hunger.

So the food here really surprised her.

——Although it is completely possible to guess the steps of the practice... and not enough to eat :)

……

Bruce Wayne, or rather, Batman, kept eyeing Patricia while she concentrated on sipping the little froth.

Just like what Patricia felt, although the little prince of Gotham looked "fascinated by beauty", his heart was extremely calm.

The more you look at this alien girl carefully, the more you can find the difference between her and normal earthlings.

Compared with ordinary people who have more or less freckles, acne, wrinkles, small moles or other skin characteristics, her skin is a bit too clean.

Not to mention her weird skin texture and the weirdest scarlet eyes, even the ordinary-looking black hair can be analyzed by instruments that "the metal elements contained are difficult to detect and do not belong to any existing earth." The elements of knowledge" conclusions.

—Yes, the last time we met, the Dark Knight managed to get one of her hairs for research.

The black hair of ordinary people generally contains the same amount of copper, iron and melanin.

Wayne doesn't mind this, in fact he doesn't care at all whether other people are human or ghosts under the skin, but he cares about the three Kryptonian corpses in Patricia's hands, and "she went back to Earth after she left" this matter.

Given that the alien has never intended to go to Gotham—of course it would be best if she never came to Gotham in her life—he can only risk appearing as Bruce Wayne.

It just so happens that Deadpool's betrayal is a good excuse.

However, before he even opened his mouth, Patricia on the opposite side simply pierced through the routine, threw away the politeness, and cut to the point: "Meet you again, Mr. Cat Ears."

The romantic and suave little prince of Gotham froze.

However, on the surface, it is still not obvious. On the surface, he just expressed his doubts in a suave manner: "What? So you like this style?"

The voice was low and low.

...Coupled with his hostile heart, it looks even more contrasting and cute :)

Holding the fork in her left hand, Patricia cut open the black truffle to dip in the frothy pink rose sauce without paying any attention to table manners. While sending the brown flower-shaped truffle to her mouth, she held up an unused table knife waved:

"There are trillions of planets in the universe, and sometimes it's too embarrassing to call yourself the protagonist if you don't kill your family or die alone with your boyfriend/girlfriend with endless life spans."

"So don't feel embarrassed."

"After being exterminated, he was forced to accept his enemy as his father. He was transformed into a machine, disassembled and reassembled again and again. He drove a telephone booth to travel through time and was reborn to save the world. The earthlings and Vulcans are in love with each other but died. An old..."

"The universe is so big, there's nothing wrong with it, but I've only seen a big man with cat ears to show cuteness on Earth, and the other one is said to be born with cat ears and hair, so maybe you are unique in the universe."

"congratulations."

……

Patricia has had enough to say, good or bad.

From the moment she said "Mr. Cat Ears", the waiter never came again - even though the dishes were only half served.

And so Bruce Wayne, the real owner of this high-end Brooklyn Michelin restaurant, took off his mask.

"This may be the first time someone has praised your mask in front of you, sir." Alfred's mildly teasing voice came from the communicator.

Wayne, who was still preparing to refute Patricia, said, "..."

It really dissipated immediately.

In view of the good shielding effect of the communicator made by Wayne, the girl did not hear the words of the "third person present".

She thought the reason Batman was suddenly in a better mood was because she "complimented" his cat ears.

This strange discovery made her choke once in a while. For the first time, she realized that her sarcasm skills were outdated, and she couldn't keep up with the fashion of superheroes on Earth.

——like her outdated love talk skills :(

It's all because of Xingjue's big ass. Eyes.

……

On the opposite side, the little prince of Gotham, whose lipstick marks on the collar of his shirt hadn't been wiped off, finally took off his cynical mask, revealing his real appearance underneath.

Compared with the smoky voice of throat cancer under the bat mask, Bruce Wayne's original voice is actually quite magnetic-as long as he doesn't pretend to be cynical and frivolous.

"You said you were a businessman."

The strength with which he supported the dark green resin table with one hand, and the tight arc of his shoulders all changed.

"You stole my goods."

Patricia shrugged: "I also said that businessmen have never had a position. If you have the ability, you can go to Deadpool to get back your 5000 million. He is the one who betrayed him, not me."

Wayne raised his eyebrows: "Is this the rule of the universe?"

Patricia: "That's how the universe works."

Wayne: "Okay then."

Patricia: "...?"

There seems to be something wrong.

next second.

A long-tailed laser cannon suddenly shot out from the direction of the Washington Memorial, avoided Wayne with great precision, and shot straight at Patricia's position.

The girl who was sitting upright kicked aside the extremely thick marble dining table to block the attack.

The original dishes on the table, the expensive molecular dishes such as misty scallops and celery flounder Xiao Ronghua... were all blown into ashes in mid-air.

Wayne, the only living person other than Patricia, dodged in a more concealed direction long before the laser cannon was fired.

The girl with scarlet eyes stood in the middle of the empty hall, and there were no other guests around because of the reservation.

Of course, the laser cannon couldn't hurt a centaur with demigod blood. Even if she stood there straight and let it bombard her, it wouldn't hurt a single finger of her, at most it would make her fly out.

...The person who chooses this weapon always feels like an acquaintance.

Just as Patricia was thinking.

The exploded fluorescent resin dispersed in the air into sparkling, dark green smoke.

And outside the window, there was an extremely arrogant pig laugh.

"Hahaha! Didn't expect that!"

……

A figure that looked like a huge firecracker rushed straight from the dark green smoke and dust.

He has billowy pecs, flamboyant red tattoos, and a big bald head.

While running, he shook his chest, and raised his two knives and said "hahaha".

Patricia was only stunned for half a second, then kicked back on the wall, turned over the opponent's head with the help of reaction force, kicked his back hard in mid-air, and finally landed firmly.

…Let Drax behind him slam into the wall with a "boom", making a thick flesh-hitting sound.

Anyway, it's Wayne's restaurant, she doesn't feel bad at all, but wants to vent her anger and laugh out loud :)

What a great little prince of Gotham to actually think of hiring the Guardians of the Galaxy to deal with her.

However, now is not the time to praise Wayne. Gamora's sword is not as easy to deal with as Drax, who only knows how to rampage and use brute force. The opponent is "the most dangerous woman in the universe", a martial art taught by Thanos himself. Not false.

Almost half a second after Patricia landed, the green-skinned woman's attack had already come close.

Gamora only used an ordinary dagger, and did not use the double-edged sleeve arrow she got from Thanos when she was a child.

So Patricia didn't release the Yaka arrow, and took the knife from Drax's hand with her backhand, relying solely on her fighting skills to fight Gamora.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..."

They generally communicate in a more polite manner, and it is rare for them to fight like this. Gamora's martial arts from the teaching of Thanos brought her the title of "the most dangerous woman in the interstellar world". Hearty and dripping, the eyes are getting brighter.

In the air, sparks fly.

In just a few breaths, Gamora's dagger and Patricia's knife made more than a dozen strokes in the dark green smoke that had not yet dissipated.

The Yaka Arrow twitched beside her, and the tail light and smoke generated by the high-speed movement mixed together, like a miniature planetary belt of a big bang.

"I said, how much did Wayne pay?"

Another powerful kick, Patricia and Gamora fought in mid-air, and the momentum shook them both back to the original point.

Evenly matched.

Star Lord, as the culprit who fired the laser cannon at the beginning, swayed his hips on the spot to express his celebration:

"The price is enough for us to renovate the Shuguang, hehehe."

Rocket Raccoon, who jumped up from behind, scratched the back of his neck, held his gun, and raised his □□ at Patricia with a malicious and resolute face: "For the Dawn, I'm sorry~"

"igroot!"

……

Patricia said she was moved.

Patricia was moved and simply scrapped their weapons.

In order to create an arrogant atmosphere, the girl who didn't need to do anything originally snapped her fingers deliberately.

Even though Peter Quill reacted quickly and put on a protective mask for himself, the self-detonation of the laser cannon still made him ashamed, and the air wave also overturned the little Groot who was standing on the shoulder of the rocket and wanted to play the Walkman.

Let's slow down, slow down, slow down...

In the air, his mouth "Ah ~ Ah ~ Ah ~ Ah ~" The older tree and babies finally found the correct switch with you, and pressed it with joy.

"regreth as gone down my estimation now~"

Patricia, who kept snapping her fingers, only listened to the beginning, and recognized it with a brain speed comparable to that of a music recognizer. This is "lakeshore drive", the second series of the golden songs.

A piano-intro, slightly country road song.

The rocket flying in the air reached out its claws to grab the little tree man's legs, and the bgm was still singing: "the old world had you□□ilingout~"

Drax, who had been stuck in the wall, had already pulled himself out, and continued to rush towards Patricia with a "clam clack".

Patricia flexed her wrists and danced with a knife, thinking about whether she should just scrap the Dawn with a ruthless hand...

Who let them get their minds on her :)

……

However, the confrontation between the two parties with malicious intentions was suddenly intervened by a third party.

A thin shadow of red, white and blue suddenly appeared, pierced through the completely shattered floor-to-ceiling glass, and hit the cement-gray stone pillar.

The shield bounced in the air, and hit the big bald man's big bald head with a "bang" at an angle that absolutely violated the laws of physics.

The latter's heavy body swayed backwards like a hill.

Accompanied by the bgm's "putting your arms around~", a metallic silver arm caught Rocket Raccoon's penis in mid-air.

The visitor's other intact hand directly grabbed Rocket's neck hair and shook it in mid-air: "Little rabbit, playing with guns is not a good habit."

Rocket was still holding Groot's little jio upside down, and suddenly exploded when he heard this: "You are a fucking rabbit, I am not a little rabbit!"

"...language!"

Steve Rogers, who appeared one step later, reached out to catch the shield that rebounded again against the laws of physics.

After seeing the scene clearly, he paused slightly, and asked, "What's wrong with you? Family dispute?"

"No, it's family education." ← This is the pig teammate Xingjue who was once a fan of Captain America and has now turned against him.

"Fart, he picked it up." ← This is Patricia who was raped by a plastic pig teammate who betrayed her for money.

It was too unanimous, and the atmosphere was weird.

In this embarrassing silence, Steve and Star-Lord suddenly turned to Patricia: "language..."

Patricia: "…………"

Patricia: "Fuck."