[comprehensive] refuse to forgive color

Master Wayne stood in front of the bedroom window in silence for a while, touched his bat belt, and then went out the door alone.

A few minutes later, Batman had vanished from Gotham and reappeared at the clinic in New York.

The Zeta transmission pipeline in the clinic has just been thoroughly debugged in the past few days. One end is in the clinic in New York, and the other end is in Gotham. Of course, it is not in the Batcave-Batman is always so cautious.

At the beginning, the systems and equipment in the clinic were provided by Iron Man and X-Men Beasts. To arrange such a big thing as a teleportation device in the clinic, even Batman couldn't do it quietly and quietly. It didn't bother them at all.Although he didn't show a good face about this, Iron Man finally acquiesced in this matter-in any case, with the teleportation device, it is an extra security guarantee for the doctor girl.In case of danger, whether she uses it to escape by herself or to allow Batman in Gotham to arrive as soon as possible, it is a life-saving bodyguard.

As for Batman, he is not worried about Zeta technology being leaked because of this.To be honest, among the three most prestigious superhero groups, the Justice League, the Avengers, and the X-Men, who knows what kind of background, except for the last cards, they probably know each other Almost, after all...the Avengers has Iron Man, the Justice League has Batman, and the X-Men, has the most powerful telepath in the world right now.

Perhaps, the doctor girl, who has extremely deep roots and relationships with each team, will be a natural palliative between the three teams.

When Batman walked out of the Zeta pipeline and appeared in the basement of the clinic in New York, Batman was still thinking about these "businesses" while stepping up the stairs.

The lights on the first floor were dimmed, and it was obvious that no one was there, but he could already hear chatter and laughter from upstairs.

Batman walked up to the second floor.

The original sofas on the second floor have all been moved to free up a large space - the heating and soft carpets in the room make it impossible for people sitting on the floor to feel cool.

What appeared on the huge screen was a detailed game screen. Junk food, carbonated drinks, and game controllers were everywhere on the ground. In the middle was a half-eaten big cake. The digital candle that was just lit had long been blown out. Putting it aside, the birthday girl who just turned 19 an hour ago is wearing a birthday hat made of colored hard cardboard—the kind used to coax children, which looks extremely childish.

It's really very naive - the girl's face doesn't know whether she rubbed it on her face or someone put on it... Well, he knows now, it should be put on by someone, because he saw the silver-haired boy Taking advantage of his ability, he quickly smeared a lump of cream on the girl's face, then turned around and ran away, even leaving a silver afterimage.

The doctor girl was not angry, she picked up the plate and called out another friend's name: "Peter!"

"No problem! Hey buddy, it's time for revenge!" The boy on the other end responded, as if he had pressed a switch between his wrists—the white spider silk immediately came out, "You can buckle up just now!" I have cream all over my face! Didn’t expect this to exist!”

It was just a play among the friends, and the silver-haired boy didn't use his full strength. One of his ankles was entangled in spider webs when he couldn't dodge in time, and he fell to the carpet due to inertia.

Fortunately, the carpet was thick and soft enough, and he didn't feel any pain from falling, so he got up immediately, and then he saw——the doctor girl and the New Yorker's good neighbor had already approached him.

"Wanda, save me!" The speedster nestled behind the twin sister without even thinking about it.

Finally, the witch girl still cared about her brotherhood, and stretched out her hand to protect her younger brother, but she was quickly thrown into her arms by the doctor girl, and there was a streak of cream on her face in a blink of an eye.The birthday hat on the birthday girl's head didn't know when it fell to the ground-but this has long been unimportant.

The young heroes made a fuss on the ground, and the tone of someone on the other side was half helpless and half funny: "Shouldn't I specially buy the biggest cake?"

"I think it's not bad?" The young man who answered him was eating the cake while talking, his movements were so fast that he almost turned into an afterimage. After saying this, he suddenly paused and couldn't help laughing, "Your face It’s also there, Kuaiyin wiped it secretly just now, right?”

The person who bought the cake laughed, and he didn't seem to be angry at all. He just looked at the boys and girls who were still fighting, and couldn't help but said: "It seems that they still need to exchange feelings for a while... "

The semi-mechanized hero raised the handle in his hand: "Why don't we play a round first?"

The young man put down the cake in his hand: "I agree!"

"You're just going to die like this?" The silver-haired young hero uttered an unbelievable scream, finally broke free from the "imprisonment" of his little friend, and took a piece of cake to his mouth as he fled. Rise, and then—

The boy subconsciously let out a low cry, not knowing exactly what he hit, and fell suddenly to the stairs on the second floor.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and everyone looked in the direction where the young hero fell.

Under the black uniform, black cloak, and black mask is an expressionless face.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath.

The doctor girl turned her head from the witch's arms, blinked her eyes, and then... burst out laughing.

Everyone swiped again and turned their heads to look at her—with the horror of looking at a warrior.

Thea was still sitting on the ground, looking up at the Dark Knight—the cream stain on his chest.

Just now Kuaiyin bumped into him and fell, and the cake in his hand suddenly lost his balance and fell on his chest.

How should I put it... Batman, who is usually gloomy and withdrawn, has a large piece of cream on his chest. It's really... very funny.

Thea smiled with her lips trying to hold back the smile—fortunately it wasn't on his face, Thea even thought about it, but she couldn't help but see Master Wayne's face being smeared with cream, which made her even more amused. It was even more difficult to hold back the laughter.

Batman glanced around without saying a word—this scene was a bit familiar, even the people were exactly the same as last time, the only thing that was a little different was...

The knight's eyes fell on the man in the shirt—in any case, it couldn't be the "young man" he said last time, could it?

"Uh..." The little reporter subconsciously hid the handle behind his back, trying to explain, "Listen to me, B, we are here to celebrate Thea's birthday."

The chairman of the alliance sometimes likes to play games, he knows it, and he even knows that occasionally the veterans of the Justice League in front of him will play games together online - there must be a Green Lantern, if Hal is not on the earth recently, Tonight's clinic may be even more lively.

But he seemed a little careless, who they were playing games with recently.

"So you said that you can't be on duty at the watchtower tonight because you want to come to play games," Batman nodded, his tone was very calm, "Clark."

The Son of Krypton choked, and subconsciously reached out to touch his nose.

Batman continued to call names: "Barry, Victor."

Flash lowered his head and continued to eat the cake, Cyborg lowered his head to check his handle.

"B..." Thea finally laughed enough, stood up and called him in a drawn-out voice, "Go upstairs and clean up first."

Batman didn't move, just looked down at her.

"Let's go..." The girl stretched out her hand and pushed his shoulder to go upstairs. After taking two steps, taking advantage of Master Wayne not noticing, she turned around to wink at her friends and made a few mouth shapes. .

"She said," the witch girl translated skillfully, "'I'll be right back'."

"I don't know why," the New Yorker's good neighbor glanced upstairs and commented hesitantly, "Suddenly I feel a little sympathetic to Batman."

Being smashed with a piece of cream, not only did his girlfriend not feel distressed at all, but she also laughed the most happily - anyway, if Gwen is like this, he must... well, if Gwen laughs at him, he can only feel wronged by himself up.Of course I choose to forgive my girlfriend!

……

Thea almost half pushed Master Wayne back to the bedroom, and pushed him all the way into the bathroom. After roughly wiping off the cream stains on his chest with a towel, she patted his chest and turned back to the bedroom to open the door. He opened the closet and found Master Wayne's bathrobe.

"Take a bath." The girl stuffed the bathrobe into his hands, then turned around and was about to close the door and go out - the man pressed the door before her, and locked the girl together in the bathroom, his voice was low: "Where are you going? "

"Go downstairs," Thea's answer was very smooth and natural, "They are still waiting for me."

Master Wayne didn't let go, just leaned down.

Then his lips were pressed against the doctor girl's index finger.

"Clark will hear it." The girl blinked and asked him with a smile, "I guess...even if it's the best partner in the world, Batman doesn't want to broadcast something live?"

Master Wayne suddenly fell silent—batman today still feels that Kryptonians are a great threat.

"Okay, you have to give me some time to celebrate my birthday with my friends - I used to play games all night every year, you know, whether it's Scott or Tony, they are extremely authoritarian, only on birthdays We played all night." Thea said, kissing Batman, her tone was even a little coaxing, "you go to bed early, wait until tomorrow—oh no, today is the daytime, go back to Wayne's house and Dick, Jason and Ah Fu are together, the night time is all yours, how about it?"

……

On the second floor of the clinic, Barry asked casually while eating a cake, "Clark, do you also feel that the room is a little hot and your face is a little red?"

The little reporter rubbed his ears and coughed softly.