[Comprehensive British and American] Don't rush, the angel beast is evolving

Watching Bruce Wayne AKA The Dark Knight Batman standing in front of him.

Rorschach's face blushed hopelessly.

Is this Batman you mentioned handsome?

It's not a question of whether he's handsome or not, he's really that kind...that kind of rare kind, his eyes are steel blue, his nose is high and straight, one can tell at a glance that he has certain abilities Very strong, and the big arms wrapped in the suit, you can almost imagine how they hit the ground against the criminal's face... In short, the sexual tension exploded.

As expected of you, Brussie, the Flower of Gotham City! !

Rorschach looked away with a flushed face, looking shy.

Tony, who was pulled away by him, was still trying to stretch his legs to kick Bruce, but Rorschach's surprisingly strong arm was tightly clutching his collar, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

"Let go of me!" Tony was made even more angry by Rorschach's movements. He grabbed Rorschach's arms, trying to break them apart, but damn, they didn't move at all!

The discovery somehow bruises Tony's self-esteem a little, and somehow he feels ashamed, so he stops his struggles and tries to look like an adult who is more decent than the little boy.

Rorschach's face was blushing, and he was almost sticking to Tony's back, trying to use Tony's body to block Batman's distracting handsome face in front of him.He shook his head vigorously, and whispered behind Tony: "Mr. Stark, please, don't do anything, there is something to discuss."

Tony almost laughed at his little heartless anger.

He calmed down and said it again: "Let go of me, Rorschach. I know what I'm doing, but you don't know what you're doing. This man was caught by me just now, and he sneaked into your room Looking around, there must be no purpose."

Rorschach was secretly startled when he heard the words, and subconsciously looked at Bruce Wayne standing beside Zhuo.

Batman came to search his room?What is he looking for?

He found his vest?

Thinking of Batman's character of always investigating everything to the end, Rorschach couldn't help but feel uneasy.

From the fanboy's point of view, of course he chooses to trust Batman unconditionally, and he can be open and honest with the other party in everything.But it is not a good thing for this big bat to let Batman who has just debuted know everything about Doctor Manhattan.

Lying to Batman is even less of an option.

Batman is at the peak level of human beings both physically and mentally. As long as Rorschach makes a slight omission, he will be caught by Batman immediately, and it will be even more difficult to explain.

Then how should he fool it?

He was a little cautious, and hid his head behind Tony again.

Bruce just frowned at Tony's accusation, shrugged his shoulders, and spread his hands: "Listen, I don't know what you're talking about... I just want to find a bathroom... If this offends you-- You guys, I can apologize to you."

As he spoke, he pretended to be walking slowly, and slowly moved out of the house: "—or you can ask my butler to write a check. My God, where is the waiter here? Why is no one doing it for me?" I lead the way?"

He is vividly and conscientiously playing his role as a playboy.

"Hey! Wayne, don't leave!" Seeing that Bruce was about to leave the house, Tony raised his voice angrily.

But helplessly, Rorschach was still pulling his shoulders, and kept persuading him to calm down, so that he could not move. He could only watch Bruce Wayne walk out of the door.

And Luther, who had just been pushed by Rorschach at the door, had long since disappeared.

Rorschach was still begging Tony in a low voice: "Mr. Stark, please, please, Mr. Wayne really seems to have gone to the wrong room, please don't be angry..."

He didn't let go of Tony until he confirmed that Bruce had gone away.

Tony was speechless.

He turned around, feeling suffocated and panicked, but seeing the young man's cautious appearance, he couldn't get angry again.

"You don't know why I'm angry at all, do you know who Bruce Wayne is," Tony gritted his teeth, "He's from Gotham! Gotham! As soon as I saw him, I knew he must not be a good person, he must It came in by picking the lock!"

Rorschach consciously made excuses for Bruce: "No, it's me, I seem to have forgotten to close the door before I left."

Tony glared at him, and then emphasized: "Gotham people!"

——and has a great reputation. Every time he travels, he will be accompanied by at least four female companions. He spends his time drinking and indulging in sex, is keen to pay various restaurants to book the best seats, and often competes with him in major newspapers. The title of the number one young girl in the United States.

Of course, he would not mention these in front of minors.

Rorschach retorted weakly: "You can't judge a person by his origin, this is regional discrimination..."

"You!" Tony choked on him again.

Rorschach lowered his head, knowing that his actions made Tony lose face.But there were two of them in his room, one was Batman, the other was Iron Man, and both were superheroes he had grown up seeing in comics.He is the fanboy of the two of them, with fleshy palms and backs, and he doesn't want any of them to be hurt.

What's more, there is Lex Luthor waiting to see the show next to him.

He can only fool the past to prevent the chaos from escalating tonight.

Even so, he was still very touched to see Tony defending him so much.

Tony Stark is Iron Man and Iron Man is Tony Stark.

Even though he hasn't even put on the steel armor yet, he still has a kind and noble heart under his bohemian appearance. Even for a nobody like him, Iron Man will stand up to protect him.

He sniffed and said sincerely, "I'm sorry, Mr. Stark, and thank you."

Tony fell silent.

He looked at Luo Xia with his head bowed in annoyance, as if he was looking at a pitiful little dog begging for mercy, and the anger in his heart dissipated in an instant.

He couldn't say a word of reproach, and he couldn't open his mouth to tell the boy. In fact, it was him, Tony Stark, who should say thank you tonight.

Fortunately, his female assistant, Pepper Potts, finally arrived at this time, followed his instructions and quietly entered the house through the back door of the manor, and took him back to his private residence.

Rorschach insisted on sending Tony to the back door of the manor. Before getting into the car, Tony thought for a while and took out a paper business card from his trouser pocket.

He stuffed this crumpled business card into Rorschach's hand, with an unnatural expression: "Kid, today...Happy birthday."

He swallowed the "thank you" that had been brewing in his mouth for a long time, but he still didn't say it.He tapped his business card with his fingertips: "If you need my help anywhere, you can come to me."

Rorschach looked surprised: "Mr. Stark—"

Tony looked at his silly appearance, chuckled lightly, turned and got into the car.

And on this night.

Bruce Wayne, who returned to Gotham from New York, walked out of the secret passage and came to the Batcave.

"How is your investigation going, sir?" The butler Alfred, who was designing a new suit for him in front of the workbench, asked casually.

Bruce tore off his tuxedo tie and strode toward his lab area.

He looked solemn, and there was no trace of Gotham baby Brucey on his body. He picked up a pen and quickly recorded something: "There is no breakthrough, but I smell a smell, Ah Fu, I am in France. The Bercone warehouse smelled the same..."

His speech rate suddenly slowed down.

"They're using the same aromatherapy. Rorschach Leonard is definitely related to that creature."

Batman's voice was low.

……

The Leonards announced the news of their move to relatives and friends at a dinner party. Not long after that, Nora's home was almost packed and ready to move to Kansas.

This also means that there is not much time left for Rorschach.

Before leaving New York, he still has one very important thing to do.

"So, that's why you came to me holding your business card?"

On the development floor of the Stark Tower, Tony was dressed in casual attire and strode through various experimental instruments and devices, while Rorschach, with his golden curly hair, ran behind him in small steps.

Although the combination of the two is good-looking, it is incompatible with the high-tech elite style of the entire Stark Tower, so it is particularly eye-catching. The staff passing by on the road secretly cast curious eyes on them.

Rorschach didn't notice other people's probing eyes, he followed Tony all the way, his hands were sweaty, and the business card Tony gave him was crumpled and limp by him.

He pursed his lips, and said with some embarrassment: "Yes, Mr. Stark, I know this request is very abrupt, please forgive me, but I really really have an important thing to make!"

The person in charge of Stark Industries stopped in front of a room that was fully enclosed with metal doors.

"Tony." He turned to Rorschach.

Rorschach tilted his head suspiciously, looking at Tony with blue eyes.

Tony said: "I said, you can call me Tony, that's what your father called me."

Rorschach immediately changed his words: "Okay, Tony."

The golden curls draped softly on his head, making him look as good as a domestic puppy.

Tony nodded in satisfaction, waved his hand, and asked the ubiquitous AI butler in this building to open the metal door behind him.

The metal door opened quickly with a slight buzzing sound like a liquid fluid, revealing a bright and spacious large laboratory decorated with blue and white lines behind it.

Tony Stark raised his chin and opened his arms, proud and high-spirited: "Welcome to the future."

A day ago, Rorschach called Tony according to the information on the business card.He said that he wanted to borrow Stark Industries' cutting-edge laboratory to try to make a device he conceived, hoping to get Tony's consent.

Without a word, Tony asked him to come to Stark Tower and freely use this high-tech laboratory representing Stark's highest R&D level.

Rorschach was so grateful that he kept blowing rainbow farts around Tony, saying that he was the most generous and best scientist in the world.

Tony was blown away by him, his face was radiant, and he was very unhappy.He led Rorschach to familiarize himself with the devices in the laboratory, and finally stopped in front of a fully automatic assembly instrument, folded his arms and said, "Child, what I'm going to say next is the key point, listen carefully first."

Rorschach looked at him with star eyes full of admiration.

"I never block children's interests, children should do what they want to do, sometimes some genius inventions are often born in teenagers," Tony said seriously, "but we have to agree on one thing: don't touch dangerous things , right? This lab has all the tools and materials you can think of, but I don't want to see you doing sex with me or anything else... that will cause you harm."

Rorschach immediately nodded solemnly: "Understood!"

"Just understand." Tony stretched out his hand, put his palm on Rorschach's head, and rubbed his hair - he had wanted to do this for a long time, and it really felt good. The boy's hair was soft and curly, and his fingers were like Stretched into a golden wave, the hair gently filled the finger gaps.

It makes people linger and forget to return, and it is difficult to extricate themselves.

"Ahem." Tony controlled his expression, and withdrew his hands from the little blond head, feeling an inexplicable regret in his heart.

He nodded his watch, "Okay, I'm leaving, adults are always busy, enjoy your handicraft time, little inventor."

"Goodbye, Tony!!" Rorschach waved to him cheerfully, unable to hide his excitement, and happily sent Tony away.

He came to Tony and borrowed this laboratory just to try to make a gene suppressor himself.

Although he knew that as long as he asked Tony, this talented young scientist would definitely be able to help him make a suppressor soon, but how could he explain everything about himself to Tony?

He couldn't explain too many things, so he could only entrust the final task to himself.

He is not actually a research and development material.Rorschach knew his strengths and weaknesses, at least he wasn't an inventor.

However, his manufacturing base is quite good.This is thanks to his previous military school education, which allowed him to master a lot of skills in assembling and manufacturing small arms. Later, when he came to the far star base, he also learned to repair some of the most advanced new weapons.

So... It shouldn't be difficult to make a suppressor by yourself, right?

After all, that thing can be installed by everyone in New Erth, which means that it is not expensive, and it is definitely not a complicated high-tech instrument.

Rorschach speculated.

But obviously, the reality is far more cruel than imagined.

After he drew countless drafts, reverse reasoned countless suppressor models, and tried several versions of physical production, he finally realized that this was not an easy task.

——He really doesn't have the talent for making precision instruments.

He has clearly drawn the draft to perfection, which is almost the structure diagram of the suppressor in his impression, but he just can't make a finished product anyway, there are more or less things wrong, and finally the suppressor can't work , nor is it what he imagined.

Luo Xia sighed so sad that he lost several golden hairs.

How could he not worry about it? If he didn't install the suppressor, he would be an adult in two or three years.Rorschach covered his face with his notebook depressedly.