Wishbone is also very poor today [Comprehensive British and American]

"You let them stay in the cemetery for such a long time!" Quinn looked at the man in the golden helmet in front of him, blowing his beard and staring, "Do you know how much work it will take for us to deal with it if they make it public? ?!"

Dr. Fate, who is the lord of order, glanced at him and said lightly: "This is their inevitable fate."

Although he usually has a smiling face of a kind and middle-aged uncle, Green Arrow Quinn still has that violent temper in his bones every day. He shouted: "Can you speak human language!"

The masked man raised his head slightly, and his voice was still calm: "I have touched the water of their river of fate, and I have seen clearly the direction of the future. Please don't worry, my friend."

Quinn: "...???"

Black Canary Dana couldn't help laughing. She pulled La Quinn's skirt, motioning him not to argue with Dr. Fate, and said softly, "You mean the two of them are not a threat, right?"

"They have inhaled too much of the Ihara fog, and the memory of the Ihara Zerg can no longer be washed away," Dr. Fate sighed softly, "I spent too much energy returning from nothingness."

"The college is preparing for the competition these days, and the order of time and space is not stable. They intercepted all the dynamic passwords from the cafe traffic and brought the Philosopher's Stone," Dana comforted Quinn after finding out the reason, "This is just a accidental."

Dr. Fate shook his head and stretched out his palm to deny Dana's explanation: "No, fate is not accidental. The Philosopher's Stone has disappeared, but the magic power attached to it has not disappeared."

Just as Quinn let go of his heart, Dr. Fate's words hung in his throat. He simply muddled through: "Everything is ready, even if there is an accident, I can't care about it so much."

Doctor Fate nodded slightly, his figure gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared into the air like ashes.

"I hate his babbling look the most. He obviously knows everything but refuses to tell us." Quinn muttered, "If...if he had acted earlier, maybe the result would not have turned out like this .”

"He has always been a loyal friend," Dana's eyes gradually became empty, "he has his own responsibility, without his protection, those powerful gods and wizards would have destroyed us long ago, you can't blame him for the past .”

In Dana's universe, Superman, after losing his wife, unborn child, and the city he fought so hard to protect, took the extreme path of violent world domination.

Her lover Green Arrow, Oliver Quinn, died tragically at the hands of Superman in the Arctic Fortress, in front of the Kents.

She died on the spot under the camera of the global live broadcast, but was saved by Dr. Fate who rushed over.

When the Kryptonians are angry, no corner of the world is safe anymore.

Bloodstained and heart-piercing, she didn't even dare to imagine how far her universe had fallen, and whether Batman and the others were still alive.

But in different places, different universes, and different earths, Green Arrow Quinn also lost his little bird, Dana.

The two most familiar strangers met under the arrangement of Dr. Fate, left their homes, and came to the new universe to re-establish a family.

After all, this person is not that person, but being able to meet again is already a gift leaked from the fingers of the cruel hand of fate without checking for a while.

After so many times of separation and reunion, Green Arrow and Black Canary are still together for the rest of their lives.

Quinn looked at his wife and couldn't help laughing. His face, which had been worn away by the years, looked handsome and mellow. It was no longer the irritable and aggressive youth, and it was not the tear-opened eyes and grief and resentment when witnessing the tragic death of his comrades in arms.

"You're right," Quinn pressed the start button on the computer console, "Compared to others, we are already very lucky."

Following his movements, a wave of light blue energy passed over the small island silently, and the magic shield outside the academy became more and more radiant. Several sharks followed the migrating salmon to spawn, and the black and red thick The blood diffused lightly, opening the bloody curtain for the ensuing fight.

Bullock and a group of unlucky people who know nothing about fate are exchanging weapons at the school office according to the value of the medal.

The school office has always been defiant. Not only does a small office monopolize a building, but all the staff are indifferent and have a bad service attitude.

Bullock asked Rollins to fill out the form in line first, eating his breakfast absent-mindedly, swiping his phone in his hand.

Was what happened last night a hallucination?

She didn't reply to the message sent to Xiao, what happened to her?

"This is a few plans I have sorted out based on the combat habits of the team members." The sage of the logistics department passed the data on the terminal to Bullock, "Because the competition format will not be announced until the principal speaks, so I suggest choosing to compare A balanced weapon ratio."

Brock came back to his senses, switched the programs on the screen, and brought back his erratic emotions.

Maybe he is an illiterate with no vision, but he has a rare advantage, that is, he always knows what is the most important thing at the moment, and he can devote himself to it until the goal is achieved.

Knowing the performance of the weapon and the strength of the team members in his heart, he chose the second plan, added an extra box of bullets and a few alloy heavy machine guns, and uploaded the plan to the hospital office.

Over there, Rollins finally finished filling out the form, and asked several Alphas in the team to carry all the things to the meeting room belonging to the combat department, temporarily serving as a warehouse.

Bullock scanned his team members one by one, keenly smelling a restless atmosphere-they walked more briskly than usual, looked around frequently, and talked to each other, even a spy like Yelena who had been taught to be moody He was also more lively than before, with his body angled slightly forward, and the corners of his eyes and brows couldn't hide the eagerness to try.

That's normal, Bullock told himself, and everyone expects their efforts to come to fruition, not to mention it's their last big event at school.As long as they get good grades, they can leave this dead leaf-like island. From then on, the world will be their stage. The young people's desire for fame, money, freedom, and ideals disturb their young minds.

Bullock can predict the uneasiness, excitement and anticipation in most people's hearts.

But for no reason, a trace of vigilance rose in his heart.

Seeing Clint sneaking back and typing on his phone, Bullock put his hands in his pockets and whistled angrily: "That golden hair that shoots the arrow, get over here."

Clint raised his face and wanted to curse, but Nian kept his mouth shut for the sake of saving his life, and walked over reluctantly.

In fact, what he didn't know at all was that the Winter Soldier didn't intend to kill him at all at the time, at most he just carried him back to Hydra. Maybe he could compete for the title of Hydra's number one killer after brainwashing and injection of serum.

"What's wrong?" Clint asked.

"Hydra sent people here," Brock said from the hearsay, "Mystique from the Mutant Brotherhood and Colossus from the X-Men have also come, this time the instructor has not yet been selected. , tell me your opinion."

Sure enough, when he heard the word Hydra, Clint felt uncomfortable, he blinked, and said to him: "Ah, I've heard it too, I don't have any ideas, I don't know them very well ..."

Brock found it funny when he saw his stupidity. He crumpled up the chicken roll wrapping paper in his hand and threw it into the trash can, pretending to be distressed and said: "In recent years, college graduates choose Hydra The number of people has been decreasing, and it is estimated that Hydra will send a powerful character this time to show off its strength, but Mystique is also a good choice."

Clint nodded as if nothing had happened, but he was screaming in his heart: The instructor who chose Hydra! ! !So my mission report finally has something to write about! ! !Don't be attacked by the old bastard Pierce! ! !

"Uh ha ha ha, you are the captain, you have the final say, and I will listen to you." Clint smiled awkwardly and patted Bullock on the shoulder, secretly wiping his cold sweat.

Bullock had seen enough of his changing and delicate face, and finally let him go.

Clint was relieved to see his savior finally go to torture the others.

It's a pity that he choked in his throat before he could breathe freely. Clint, who followed Brock to meet the instructor who led the team, saw the people in front of him, staggered in fright, and almost fell on the strong head of his captain. On the latissimus dorsi.

He hid behind Bullock, coughed and stretched out his fingers, and said tremblingly: "This...isn't this the super fierce Astro Boy that day?"

The Winter Soldier who just got off the plane: "???"

Brock looked the Winter Soldier up and down, and the kind of pork-picking eyes in the supermarket made the Winter Soldier frown.

Then he pulled Clint out and gave him a hard push.

The Winter Soldier only saw a big young face rushing towards him, with a terrified expression on his face, he subconsciously clenched his metal arms and stared at the person in front of him.

Bullock clapped his hands in satisfaction and said loudly: "Come on, Clint, say hello to our team's instructor."

Clint: "You picked him without looking at the others?"

Bullock, of course, agrees with Clint's statement: "He is very strong, you should know that if you have played against him."

Clint took a deep breath and held out his hand: "Hello, I...my name is Clint, nice to meet you."

The Winter Soldier made a blank face and did not respond to Clint.

But for some reason, the Winter Soldier felt a little wronged.

Is it because the last mission was disturbed by an iron can and a somewhat familiar shield man, isn't he already the most important fighter in the organization?

Why on earth should he be asked to complete this task of raising children?