[Comprehensive] The daily life of bear children

Tony's departure made the Starks a little more relaxed.

Of course, this is not because they don't love their son anymore, but because they don't know how to face it.

After all, from their point of view, saying goodbye to Tony and setting off to travel is still like yesterday.

But who knows, after encountering an accident and opening his eyes, it has been a dream for more than ten years.

"Mr. Parker!"

When everyone was quiet and didn't know how to speak for a while, Gal ran towards Spider-Man excitedly and asked enthusiastically, "Mr. Parker, have you graduated successfully?"

"Graduation?" Spiderman, a 15-year-old high school student, showed a blank expression.

But soon he chattered nervously: "Not yet, I just entered high school not long ago, and I'm going to graduate next year, right? Also, I'm not a teacher? Why did you call me a teacher? Did you admit the wrong person? Please take a look." This handsome uniform of mine, when there are people, please call me Spider-Man. Although I don’t know why you know me, please don’t expose my hidden identity casually.”

Gal looked at him strangely: "You even updated on Twitter a while ago, saying that you want to be like Iron Man, and strive to graduate from MIT early and work in Stark Enterprises, but how can you go to high school?"

"Nonsense, you must have mistaken time and space again, idiot." Damian couldn't help but interjected from the side.

At the same time, he said very dissatisfied: "The one in front of you is not your Mr. Parker. But what happened to your damn parchment? Wasn't it only us who could travel together before? This time you can also bring outsiders together?"

Gal didn't notice the obvious distinction between 'us' and 'outsiders' in Damian's unhappy tone, he just thought that Damian was also annoyed by such a messy time travel.

'But it's not my fault, I'm a victim too! '

The little wizard who was aggrieved by Damian's tone was also thinking in his heart in bewilderment.

He couldn't help raising his head, and took a closer look at the Spider-Man in front of him. It seemed that he was indeed different from the Mr. Peter Parker in his impression. The one he saw was obviously older, and this one looked younger.

"Parchment..." The little wizard muttered in a low voice, and began to rummage through himself again. Finally, he took out the crumpled piece of parchment from his sleeve, handed it over, and said pitifully: "It's bloody, Damian."

But Damian didn't notice his grievance at all, he grabbed the parchment rudely, wanted to open it, but paused again.

In order to avoid accidentally crossing again, he didn't touch it directly, but carefully wrapped his hand with a tissue before slowly opening the parchment.

After opening, the parchment still looked ordinary, and it remained unchanged from before.

On the top, there is a vaguely written sentence, "You will eventually be what you want..."; in the middle are pieces of fragmented maps; further down, are the full names of Damian himself and the little wizard Gal .

Look around, can't see anything.

Damian angrily threw the parchment on the ground, and stomped hard to vent his anger.

Gal was startled, ran over in a hurry, pushed him away, picked up the parchment, and complained, "Hey, why are you so bad-tempered! If it breaks, how can we go home?"

"I think it doesn't want us to go home at all. How many times has this happened? If this continues, I might be in my [-]s and [-]s when I go home!" Damian said angrily.

The little wizard also became depressed all of a sudden.

"I miss Mom and Dad too, but it's useless to be angry, besides..."

He coaxed Damian in a low voice and said, "Besides, haven't I been with you all the time? Don't be angry."

"Uh... If you don't mind, can you tell us what's going on?"

The Starks finally raised a question after a long silence: "Damian, who is Damian? Are you twins?"

"no."

The little wizard looked at Damian's expressionless face, and knew that he could not rely on the bad-tempered little friend to explain things.

He looked at the Starks and his wife again, and thought that they were Iron Man's parents; then looked at Spider-Man, and thought that he would be his teacher Peter Parker in the future, and they were all trustworthy people.

So he told the truth of the matter.

On the other end, Tony started to regret his running out again.

"Damn it, I have plenty of time to be handsome, I should spend more time with my parents!"

He whirled around in circles irritatedly, eventually chalking up his anomaly to being too shocked to see 'supposedly dead parents' to act out of order.

However, when he tried to regain his composure, he suddenly thought of something bad: "Wait, I actually believe in things that travel through time and space? What if they are liars, clones, and Hydra?" What about the conspiracy?"

Fortunately, at this time Stark sent out to salvage the staff and finally made a new discovery.

Tony flew to the ship wearing steel armor, looked at the very familiar Winter Soldier who was salvaged, and felt a little relieved: "This kind of lethal humanoid weapon, Hydra shouldn't be so powerful to make two, right?" '

'However, it's not good.Never have unrealistic expectations of Hydra, and normal people will never know how crazy these bad guys can go. ' he thought warily in his heart.

At the same time, he hesitated whether to inform Captain America of this matter.

But in the end, thinking of Steve’s “Yes” when he asked Captain America if he knew about his parents being assassinated, he couldn’t help feeling annoyed: “Why do I have to catch up with everything I have? tell you! '

Take another look at the sleeping Winter Soldier, because his parents are still alive, he doesn't look so angry now.

Isn't he a Winter Soldier?The Stark family can afford it!

Tony waved his hand directly and neatly: "Pack it up and take it away!"

So, when the Winter Soldier wakes up dazedly, he's in an infirmary in Avengers Mansion.

"Boss, aren't we going to move soon?" Happy asked tangledly, "I ordered everyone to pack up."

"It's okay, Happy, you did a great job!" Tony praised generously, and explained by the way: "It's just a little unexpected situation, I plan to move later, anyway, I'm not in a hurry, I'll pack my things and put them there first." Bar!"

"Is it because of that little boy?"

Harpy, who is tall and tall, but has gotten a little fat in recent years, clenched his fists, just like when he was a bodyguard many years ago, pointed at the Winter Soldier in the medical room with a disdainful expression, winking and said: "Do you need me?" Help the boss teach him a lesson."

Beat the Winter Soldier?

Tony was suddenly amused by him.

But I have to say that this familiar behavior from Happy reminded him of when he was not Iron Man, they always did this.

As Pep said, when friends get together and need someone to help them fight in order to pick up girls and get jealous, Harpy, as a bodyguard, will stand up and help him intimidate others...

"Forget it!" Tony couldn't help laughing.

But in order to take care of his bodyguard's self-esteem, he deliberately coaxed Happy and said, "This kid is sick now, but he can't stand your fist. Let him go this time."

"Well, then let him go this time!"

Happy nodded pretendingly, as if he could really punch the Winter Soldier and protect Iron Man.

This made Tony laugh again.

He hasn't been this genuinely happy in a long time since the Avengers fell apart.

Just when he reorganized his mood and planned to happily meet his parents, show off his achievements over the years, and tell his parents, "I love you" that he should have said a long time ago but never said...

Bruce Wayne called.

"Tony, I want Iron Man to help me entangle Superman."

On the phone, Bruce's voice was faintly gloomy and said, "Tell that stupid big man to stop bothering me."

Tony raised his eyebrows slightly, opened the encrypted channel casually, and then said again: "What's the matter, Batman? The Justice League has also started to fight among themselves? A while ago, didn't you guys still claim to be the best partner in the world?"

"Forgive me, not long ago, you also claimed to be the best team on Earth with Captain America and Hawkeye."

Bruce said unkindly to his childhood friend: "Don't talk nonsense, okay?"

Tony thought about it for a few seconds, recalled the news he learned today, and guessed, "Is it for Jason?"

"Yes." Bruce replied.

"Your adopted son Jason Todd who died in the explosion... is he, is he the Robin next to Batman?" Tony couldn't help asking again.

Bruce was silent for a few seconds and replied, "Yes."

"I'm sorry." Tony whispered. "The last time I saw him, he was a lively and good boy."

"He is, Jason is the best," Bruce replied.

"How the hell did he die?" Tony asked, frowning.

"The clown killed him." Bruce replied, and he described it in a hoarse voice almost self-torturing: "Using a crowbar to break his bones one by one, smash him to pieces, his body is covered in cuts and bruises, dripping with blood..."

Tony hurriedly stopped and said, "Stop, Bruce, you don't need to talk."

But Bruce still finished the sentence: "Then, the clown killed him with a time bomb. Jason was only 15 years old when he died."

"That damned madman."

Tony cursed in a low voice: "I'll help you, what should I do? Adjust a few satellites to help you search for the clown's trace?"

"No need, just help me stop Superman."

Bruce said with a heavy tone: "Other things, I have to do it myself."

The author has something to say: I found that some readers may not be familiar with DC characters, so here is a brief introduction.

The Batman of the DC family has adopted many children, and every time the adopted child, after training, will follow him as an assistant, and the code name is Robin.

The first-generation Robin is called Dick. He is a well-behaved and sensible person. When he grows up, he will be a father and a mother.

Later, he broke away from Batman and flew solo, and got his own title, Ye Yi. He was a great brother and son.

The second-generation Robin is the Jason mentioned in this chapter. He has a hot and rebellious personality. He was a thief when he was an orphan. When he met Batman for the first time, he tried to pry the tires of the Batmobile and sell them. He was adopted by Batman as his assistant. Later, he was tortured by a clown, his bones were broken with a crowbar, his body was bruised, and he was blown to death.

After the resurrection, because Batman didn't avenge him, and there were three generations of Robin around him, so the whole person went crazy, and he was fighting against Batman, with a red helmet on his head, code-named Red Hood (it looks like a red barrel buckle On the head, so fans say he has more two barrels)

In the cartoon "Under the Red Hood", he once said to Batman angrily: I have long forgiven you for not being able to save me, but if you are hurt by him (referring to the clown), and you are beaten all over by him, if He took you away from me, even if I go to heaven and earth, I will find out this evil scum and make him pay with blood.

Therefore, Er Tong still loves Bat Papa, because he loves Bat Papa too much, so he knows that Bat Papa did not avenge him, that the clown is alive and well, that he belongs to his position, and that he was replaced by another child (Third Generation Robin). Angry and crazy.

Let's talk about the third and fourth generations of Robin tomorrow.

The point is...the one thing I used to hate about blowing up DC!

[Jason could have been immortal. When the clown was about to blow up Jason, there was just a suspense in that issue of comics. DC did such a hot thing at the time, they asked readers to vote to decide whether Jason should live or die... In the end, more votes were cast for his death, so Jason was killed! ! !He was only 15 years old when he died!You guys know how WTF this is! !A superhero, although not very popular, but also a superhero who protects the people, was voted dead by the people!If you can't understand my feelings, you can imagine the popular and 15-year-old Spiderman by analogy.Spider-Man was in danger, asked readers to decide whether to live or die, and Spider-Man died!Seriously, I feel like the sky is falling! ! !This is simply murder, how could DC do this!How can you do that!I hate the murderers in DC so much that I want to kill them one bite at a time!I have a bitter heart about Marvel's civil war, but it's just a bitter heart...But this thing that DC did, when I first came into contact with comics, I really wanted to black them out forever! !Then, I still felt very sad at the time, how could readers vote a 15-year-old child to die?And that 15-year-old child has been working hard to protect the weak and fight for justice in the comics, even if he is tortured and killed by a clown, he has never surrendered!To be honest, DC screenwriters can always draw out the dark side of human beings, and they especially hate them... But why are all the characters they like are in their hands, and they are tortured over and over again?Crazy.JPG]