The Right Way to Catch an Omega

Someone, and then took that one and decisively chose Brad-hey, this is the right person.

——The problem of appearance.

Batman's quick movement again, picking out Brad's zoom from a pile of archives: "Missing at age 43."

For mercenaries, death or loss of whereabouts are all within the scope of disappearance, but disappearance, this thing, belongs to everyone in mercenaries. Is someone missing, that is really missing, and some people... This needs to be weighed and weighed. Batman, who has been with mercenaries for a while, knows this very well. After all, people, especially mercenaries That's fine, who wouldn't offend some people, and being a mercenary is the most likely to offend people, what if you offend some powerful people sometimes?If you are reckless and can't beat him, then at this time, disappearance is a very good way. Those capable and powerful people can pretend to be missing as if they were dead, and Brad has this ability.

Therefore, this kind of disappearance is actually normal, but the place where it appears is rather strange.

"Di di di di di di di di di di di di di di!!!!!!!" Suddenly there was a rush of sirens.

"Where is it?" Diana stood up and took a step forward.

"Metropolis." Batman's voice was steady and quiet.

"..." Diana was silent for a while, pursing her lips, "Where is Superman?"

Batman immediately called up a set of scenes, in which Mr. Clark, the superman, was flying from the metropolis to the North Pole with a serious but unstoppable smirk expression.

Diana: "..."

Immediately afterwards, Batman called up another set of scenes, which was the scene where the Metropolis was calling for help. In the scene, Brad kicked a huge falling stone slab away.

"..." Diana said after holding back for a while, "I'll go to Metropolis to see."

Congratulations to the player, Mr. Bradrick Franro, who has successfully won the favor of his Alpha colleagues/best friends/brothers before meeting them.

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"How are you, Brad, are you okay!" Clark grabbed Brad's red and swollen left hand. As an Omega, Brad was already vulnerable to injury—with special effects to amplify the effect of injuries, such a small injury would As far as Brad is concerned, there is no problem at all.

"It's okay, what a little injury." Brad smiled and didn't care at all. He thought it was normal for him to lose half his life back then. Such a small injury was not enough to tickle him. Of course, this so-called small injury , including his other unseen injuries.

"How is this possible!" Clark squeezed Brad's fingers quietly, and rubbed the side of Brad's hand lightly, "Be sure to check it carefully!"

Omega's body itself has the effect of smooth and beautifying skin, and Brad himself pays great attention to the maintenance of his hands and the training of flexibility for the convenience of his career, so after all these years, Brad's fingers are slender and his joints are slender. It is clear that the tiger's mouth fingers and other places have a thin layer of calluses due to the operation of the mecha and the holding of weapons, etc., holding it in the hand...

Well, it's so comfortable...

Brad himself belongs to the kind of thicker nerves—yes, the kind that is thicker than the new era of human beings. When he was in the ABO world, he was at least vigilant. I chopped off my hands, but here...

——Thanks to Clark's face of incomparable integrity.

Brad said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I will."

The members of the Justice League on the side expressed that they couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

The Flash squeezed over cleverly, and the brothers stopped Brad nicely: "Your name is Brad?"

"Yeah, Brad, Bradrick Francois." Brad smiled heartily, took his hand out of Clark's hand, and patted him on the shoulder, "What about you?"

"Me?" The Flash turned his eyes, and immediately saw Clark smiling gently at him, "I'm The Flash, and they usually call me Barry, Barry Allen."

"Hello, Barry." Brad was very familiar.

"Hahaha, hello."

Next to him, the Martian Manhunter shook his head quietly at Batman.

Batman looked at Diana, and Diana looked at Brad, who was chatting happily with the Flash, and looked at them again, smiling all the time—accurately, he was looking at Brad's Superman Clark, cryptic Sighing, Hawkgirl and Green Lantern exchanged glances and shook their heads.

Diana stepped forward and interrupted the conversation between The Flash and Brad: "Hi, I'm Diana Wonder Woman, this is Hawkgirl, this is Hal Jordan the Green Lantern, and this is Martian Manhunter Rong." En Junzi, he is Batman... Bruce Wayne, we are the Justice League, now, on behalf of the Justice League, I extend an invitation to you, are you willing to join the Justice League?"

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Chapter 5

To join or not to join?

Is this worth thinking about?

Brad scratched his head: "Forget it, I'm not suitable for an organization like yours, and I don't want it because of my poor health, but I will definitely help if there is anything."

If a normal person heard such a sincere invitation from the eldest sister of the Justice League, he would definitely agree without saying a word.

If someone harbored a dark heart, he would have agreed in panic.

But Brad really thinks it's troublesome, and he and Superman...

Let's not mention this for now!

Helping others is a good thing, but if it is a job, it is not beautiful.

Diana didn't force it, she smiled: "Then..."

She was interrupted by Brad in disguise before she finished speaking.

Brad's face changed, and he propped one hand on the wall and covered his stomach with the other, and vomited.

"vomit--!!"

"What's the matter with you, Brad—!" Clark was anxious, and kept patting Brad's back lightly.

A group of people gathered around Brad.

"sick?"

"Eating the wrong thing?"

"Did you get hurt when you saved someone earlier?"

"Shouldn't it be pregnancy?"

Everyone was discussing in a hurry, and the eagle girl was sure to hit it—pregnancy.

Brad and Clark froze instantly.

Hawkgirl blinked: "Well, is she really pregnant?"

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Really pregnant.

Brad was lying in the medical cabin with a pale face. He had already vomited up all the food he ate. Thanks to Brad's extraordinary physique, an ordinary person would definitely collapse now, but it's not much better now.

Clark flew over with a bowl of nutrient solution: "Brad, drink some!"

The corners of Brad's eyes twitched, he sat up, and said helplessly, "Ah, I see. In fact, you don't have to be so nervous. The child will be fine."

Brad is also an Omega. Although he has never given birth before, he has heard of it. This kind of situation will happen to all first-time children.

But Clark still acted as if he didn't hear it, and he sent the nutrient solution to Brad's mouth: "Quick, drink some."

Brad originally wanted to take it and kill him in one bite, but Clark dodged it cleverly. He had no choice but to open his mouth and let him feed him.

"Well, yellow peach flavor!" Brad's eyes lit up. When they were in the military camp, they usually drank nutrient solution for convenience, but their nutrient solution was usually milky white and full of various strange smells... …thing.

That's not really a liquid.

Of course, this doesn't count, but it looks, tastes, and asks, it's much better than that.

The bright and transparent jelly-like nutrient solution still tastes like yellow peach.

"Yeah, how do you feel?" Clark asked with a smile.

Brad took the spoon with a natural expression. Naturally, before Clark could react, the spoon was in his hand.

Clark raised his empty hand and blinked for no reason.

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Without Brad himself knowing, he has almost become the treasure of the entire disputed alliance. Even the most taciturn and unreasonable Batman and Martian Manhunter can't help but pay close attention to Brad when they see him. body——but Diana was unexpectedly lenient, except that Brad vomited it out after accidentally training a few times and was taught by Diana. At other times, Diana supported Brad Trained, but everyone except Diana is...

Not to mention Clark Silly Daddy Moron Superman Kent, he is in a state of being so tense that he is about to break down almost anytime and anywhere-even if Brad has repeatedly emphasized that this is okay, this is not a problem.

But, being a silly dad...

Clark said: "Brad, come down quickly, it's dangerous, it's not good to hurt you."

His tone was as calm as ever and slightly reproachful. He flew up and followed Brad who was doing pull-ups.

Brad dodged cleverly, turned over and landed: "Well, I told you that nothing will happen, don't worry."

Brad really felt uncomfortable without training for a day.

In fact, Brad also paid attention to his pregnancy. He halved his training menu in the military camp, but in Clark's view, Brad needs to pay attention to moving his eyelashes, let alone it so violently. What about sports?

— Poor silly father!

Well, from the perspective of Brad, the training menu that has been reduced a lot is still very scary to normal people.

Clark looked at Brad silently with his very beautiful blue eyes.

Brad surrenders: "