Tony's voice sounded from the side, and Lambert looked at Tony with some surprise.

"Tony, why did you suddenly appear here?" Lambert remembered that Tony should be in a meeting now... Could it be that he secretly skipped work and ran out again?

"Do you think I can leave you alone with peace of mind knowing such news?" Tony took off his sunglasses, glanced at Peter and continued, "Okay, you've had enough fun, it's time to go back."

"Human beings don't have a place for you to intervene here." Ah Luo looked at the bohemian man in front of him, a little displeased.But what Tony said just now made Ah Luo a little strange.

Ah Luo looked at Lambert, "What the hell are you?"

"I?"

Lambert looked at Ah Luo with a mysterious smile, "What do you think?"

Ah Luo's face was very ugly at the moment, he turned around and left without saying anything.

Tony watched Ah Luo leave and wanted to do something, but was stopped by Lambert.

When Peter saw Tony, he felt like seeing a parent, guilty and aggrieved.

Tony had just arrived, so he didn't know what happened, so he didn't notice Peter's aggrieved eyes.It was Lambert who noticed it. Lambert ran to Peter's side, stretched out his hand and messed up Peter's hair, and then happily ran to Tony's side and smiled at Peter.

Seeing Lambert's smile, Peter suddenly became happy, as if the previous events had never happened.

But now there is a question, what should this half-dead werewolf do?

"Lambert, Mr. Stark, what about this werewolf?" Peter asked, pointing to the unconscious werewolf on the ground.

Lambert had forgotten about the werewolf, but Tony was very interested in the werewolf.

"Werewolves? Interesting, I..." As soon as Tony's eyes lit up, Lambert knew what he was thinking.

"No, Tony, don't mess around." Lambert grabbed Tony's sleeve and said, "He didn't do anything bad."

"Tsk." Tony looked at the werewolf in a coma with some disappointment, "Then it shouldn't matter if I observe it? Friday, scan it."

"Yes, sir." Friday replied immediately.

Peter helplessly called out to the two of them, asking them to pay attention to a half-dead werewolf lying here.

"At present, it seems that there is no danger to his life." Lambert checked the condition of the werewolf. "His people should be found soon. I will help him treat the wound first."

The green light circulated in Lambert's hands, and he gently covered the wound on the wolf's stomach, allowing the wound on his stomach to heal slowly.

The werewolf felt his body was very warm, he slowly opened his eyes, and the target was Lambert.The werewolf moaned softly, he was too tired... soon, the werewolf passed out again.

"OK, let's go." Lambert clapped his hands, the fur on this werewolf's body was a bit hard...

Peter very naturally took out a piece of paper and wiped Lambert's hands. Tony held his chin beside him and watched the interaction between the two.

how to say?Tony's mood is quite complicated now.

Forget it, let the children solve their own affairs by themselves.

Peter looked at the werewolf who had mostly recovered and asked, "Is it okay to put him here?"

"It's okay. Werewolves have a very keen sense of smell. They will find their companions soon. Let's go." Lambert felt that he had achieved this level already, and he was not interested in going with another dealing with races.

What's more, this place is full of vampires.

To the werewolves, the smell of vampires is a stink, and they should get here soon.

Tony looked at the werewolf underground with some regret, "Actually, I'm quite curious about how they transformed."

"You can't take people back even if you're curious." Lambert said expressionlessly.

Tony, "Okay then, the plane is ready, let's go."

The three left quickly, leaving only the werewolf lying here.

Not long after, a silver-white wolf appeared here, looking at the wolf on the ground very excitedly.

After confirming that his compatriots were not in danger, he picked up the wolf on the ground.

The silver-white wolf raised its head to the sky and howled loudly, conveying a message to its own clansmen.

At this time, Lambert and the others had already boarded the plane back to New York.

Lambert leaned back on the chair very lazily, and there was a bottle of juice on the table next to him, while a glass of wine was placed next to Tony.

Peter patted Lambert on the shoulder, "You'd better drink juice, you can't drink at your current age."

"You're talking as if you can drink, we're only a few months apart." Lambert rolled his eyes and said with some disgust.

"I can't drink it, so I drink fruit juice." Peter raised his glass, which contained iced orange juice.

Lambert felt that this could not be the case. He turned to the stewardess and said, "Can you give me a glass of fat house happy water? Add ice."

The stewardess was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Lambert meant.

"He said he wanted Coke." Seeing that the stewardess didn't seem to understand, Peter translated it.

The stewardess nodded in shock, and then went to get Lambert a Coke.She doesn't understand the children nowadays, it seems that she should go online more to follow the trend.

Tony took a sip of his wine, "It's okay, don't go over the wall and go to China."

"I remember what you seemed to say to Wayne—Gotham City has a simple folk style, and Arkham is full of talents...Didn't he mention you?" Tony asked curiously.

"No, but Bruce seems to have doubted the outside rumors about Gotham." Lambert said.

Peter hit the nail on the head, "Lambert and Mr. Wayne had a friendly conversation."

"...was beaten?" Tony quickly realized what Peter meant.

Lambert glared at Peter, don't expose me here, okay?And it wasn't because of this that Bruce had a friendly interaction with him.

Lambert now felt that Peter seemed to be too busy recently, and he had to find something for him to do.

Coincidentally, I don't know who sent the letter, so I just leave it to Peter.

Tony mocked Lambert very mercilessly. In fact, his relationship with Bruce Wayne is okay, but both of them are the kind of people who can't get along in front of each other.

And they bumped up a lot of settings.

So the superficial work still needs to be done.

However, judging from the current situation, Tony felt that he should still worry about Peter's EQ.

Tony looked at Peter with sympathy.

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