[Comprehensive Yingmi] It’s all the face that hurt me

Overall, it's pretty cool.

Of course, if the most embarrassing fact is ignored, it is the first time that the luxury cars in the garage of the Quinn Manor were passed by the owner without squinting, and they came to a bicycle that was hard to find.

Moreover, this bicycle has no rear seat cushion, only a blank space, which is probably used to put things.

Atal: "..."

It is impossible for him to sit in the basket in front of the bicycle.

After thinking for a while, Peter unzipped the zipper without hesitation, and took out all the stationery in his schoolbag, leaving only the soft paper and his uniform, and then put it on the place where the edge came out, and patted it with his hand. Shoot, as if to confirm the comfort.

Atar looked at him inexplicably: "What?"

He just wanted to say that I can stand on it and hold your shoulders, but Peter has already pressed him on his schoolbag: "You sit here."

Atar was stunned for a moment, then saw Peter touch the schoolbag again worriedly, and asked, "Would it be comfortable to sit up?"

"..." Atar was taken aback, and said, "Your uniform is still inside."

Peter let out an "ah" and said, "What's the matter, don't hit it."

"Wow..." Atal thought to himself, Peter is really considerate, it's hard to imagine that his character is not very popular in school.

Of course, before Peter and Tony came to Quinn Manor, Connor got Peter's information, and then showed it to Atal, asking him to pay attention.

He saw that the other party was not popular in Midtown High School, and thought that this boy was a type who didn't know how to take care of others, but now it seems that this is not the case at all.

After a closer look, Peter's appearance is also quite good-looking. He exudes a powerful healing atmosphere from the inside out, which makes people want to get close to him involuntarily.

Atal stretched out his hand and touched his chin, and said in his heart, if Tony is indeed looking for someone to approach him as Connor guessed, then he has chosen the right person.

Being looked at by Peter with that kind of puppy eyes, how could anyone have the heart to say no to him.

He laughed from the bottom of his heart: Peter looked like a newcomer, making people forget his identity.

So he likes to talk to Peter, because he always thinks things very simply and has too little experience.

...Of course, bullying is another matter.

Atal thought blankly, no wonder he would suddenly bully the little spider as a prank before. Seeing such a boy, who wouldn't want to rub it with his hands? This may be the hunter's subconscious reaction when he sees a small animal.

His temper is so good that Tony chooses to put him with himself, probably thinking of Peter as the same person as him.

But Atal could tell that he was slow to respond to the external environment because he didn't care much. He was tolerant because of his arrogance, but Peter was really so kind.

Noticing that Atal looked at him with the eyes of discovering the new world, Peter was slightly taken aback, and then said embarrassedly: "Don't look at me like that."

Now that Peter's equipment is sitting under him, he must show a little sincerity, Attar thought while taking off the cello case he was carrying on his shoulders and handing it to Peter.

The latter thought that he didn't want to carry it, so he took it very naturally and carried it on his body.

"Do you still bring the cello when you go out?" Peter asked.

"There's my secret weapon hidden here." Atal said, patted his back, "You have to be careful."

Hearing this sentence, Peter's expression froze: "Okay!"

Perhaps in order to strive for performance, Peter gathered the sports coat he was wearing, then sat on the bicycle, kicked hard, and set off with Atar.

It was difficult at the start, Peter rode the bicycle crookedly, and almost fell both of them to the ground, but afterward, Peter became familiar with the bicycle, and then drove Atal straight across the lawn towards the road of Quinn Manor. Depart from the carved gate.

"Where is it?" Atal asked casually, pulling up his sweater hat.

"Give me a coordinate."

Peter rode the bike with one hand, trying to take out the phone from his pocket, but it slid down because he didn't adjust the piano case.

He frantically fished it out, but it avoided his hand as if consciously, and landed firmly on the head of Atar, who was buried in his phone and didn't know anything.

Atar: "..." It's not that I didn't report, the time has not yet come.

"Sorry!" Peter yelled hastily.

Atar simply stretched out his hand to help Peter's piano case slide up, and then tightened the shoulder straps.

Peter breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to free his hand to get the phone, but when his right hand reached into his pocket, there was nothing.

"?" Where's his cell phone? !

"It's here." Atar said, he just touched it away.

He lowered his head and turned on the cell phone that he took out of Peter's pocket calmly before. This honest kid didn't even set a password.

Atal clicked on the first message in the text box, entered the coordinates into his own mobile phone, and then sent a text message to Roy.

Peter was taken aback for a moment, but the next moment, Atar had already stuffed the phone back into his pocket, helped him zip up the pocket of his coat, and told him, "Concentrate on driving."

"..." What kind of car is a bicycle?

But Peter opened his mouth, still did not refute him, and continued to pedal his bicycle obediently.

Atal lowered his head and pressed his phone. It didn't take long before he received a reply from Roy. The other party first typed a series of exclamation points, and then wrote: This is our family's property, which was used by Oliver as a secret base to disguise The bar is called Lisa.

What are you doing there?

Attar replied: Take Oliver.

It took several seconds for the other person to reply this time: Who will take you there, Connor?

Atar looked up, only to see Peter's attentive side face, he lowered his head to edit the text message: Peter.

Then closed the phone.

Since it is their own property, it means that there is nothing to be afraid of. Maybe Oliver and the others have already escaped danger——

That's right, the three of them are together, is there anything wrong with it?Just don't know how to get to the bar.

He tugged at the corner of Peter's clothes: "It's at the Lisa Bar, probably not far from here, and I'll show you the way."

"I see." Peter said seriously.

……

About half an hour later, they arrived here.

What Attar and Peter didn't expect was that this was not the bustling area they had imagined, it was still the downtown area.

It was getting late, and there were some homeless people around, dressed in tattered attire, warming themselves by the fire on the opposite side of the road, their faces were numb, and the living environment was miserable.

And just across the street, the music of the bar is deafening, and the colorful lights shine through the fully transparent glass, rendering the entrance a purple hue. walked down.

In addition to bars, there are other luxury shops. It seems that the housing prices in Star City have risen, and some rich people have put their ideas on the land in the lower city.

It's as if two worlds are separated by a street.

Atal found that no matter how bright the sunlight in Star City during the day and how clean the facilities he came into contact with, there is no difference between Star City and Gotham in essence. They are both a fallen city, composed of all kinds of people, and they all need their protection who fight for it.

"Why here?" Peter whispered. "There will be trouble."

Although Peter is not a superhero who has been immersed in darkness for a long time, as a well-known child of Queens, New York, where the gap between rich and poor is huge, he is still very able to consider the whole thing from a different perspective.

If people with bad backgrounds are not allowed to get in touch with these upper-level things, maybe they will be content and happy.

However, if the fact of injustice is clearly presented in front of the eyes, it seems inevitable and makes the reality more cruel. If it goes on for a long time, it will definitely stimulate and breed some uncontrollable factors.

Such as evil beliefs and demons.

Even extreme heretics...

Even if they dare not do anything now due to the collusion between the Star City police and the rich man, what they will wait for after suppressing it will only be an explosive rebound.

Peter thought to himself, the rumors read in the newspapers were not groundless, but what did the Green Arrows think?

Atar didn't think about this level, he was just thinking about how he and Peter slipped in.

First of all, they don't fit in with the other sequined people in everyday clothes, and second, they don't have invitations.Atal saw that those who walked in handed over a piece of paper with the Quinn family crest printed on it...

Wait a minute, this is his family's bar, what is he hesitating about?

Atar reached out and grabbed Peter's sweater hat. The latter was still thinking about how to park the car, but was strangled by the suddenly tightened back collar, but quickly let go.

"No need to stop," he caught a glimpse of several boys hiding in the shadows across the street from the corner of his eye, watching their direction ready to move, "just park the car here."

"It will be stolen." Peter patiently explained, thinking that Atar didn't understand these things, "It's a mess here."

"It's okay." Attar said, pulling Peter away.

As they were walking, Atar saw the little boys walking towards the bicycle, and then looked away.

There are several obstacles standing next to the narrow red carpet in the bar, leading a long and thin red cloth strip, and many coolly dressed ladies line up on the red carpet waiting to enter.

Atar unceremoniously pulled Peter onto the carpet, then decisively jumped to the front of the line, and came to two bodyguards wearing sunglasses.

The latter was taken aback for a moment, and then put on a defensive look, showing their rejection with a strong gesture.

"You can't enter without an invitation letter." A bodyguard with a gun said, "Please back off."

This is not uncommon, since the bar is downtown.

Startled, Peter pulled him back: "Wait—"

This is not what he imagined!

Shouldn't we find a way to sneak in at this time? !Why are you so direct!

Then, Peter found sadly again that he seemed to be unable to pull Attar, but was pulled back by the other party.

Before he finished speaking, Atar had already taken off his sweater and hat, straightened his messy black hair, adjusted his glasses, and said calmly and indifferently to the two people in front of him: "Did you know?" Who am I? I'm going in."

——Yeah, he doesn't have an invitation letter, and he doesn't dress well, but he can paint his face!

If he guessed correctly, his face should be quite famous, because both Oliver and Connor would bring him with them when attending events.

Therefore, unless people in All Star City never read local newspapers and news since they were born, it is absolutely impossible not to recognize his super famous face.

The bodyguard was stunned and looked at each other. Although he was surprised, he still said, "Master Quinn, if it's you... of course it's fine."

They gave way, and Atar grabbed Peter's wrist, and walked in like no one else was there.

……

The blond man standing in the shadow watched their backs and floated out of the darkness. He took out a lighter from the beige windbreaker and polished it for a moment, illuminating that decadent yet handsome face.

A line of English is engraved on the bottom of the lighter.

—John Constantine.

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