American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!

"Lock-on, successfully locked the target!"

Fighter pilots reported to their superiors via radio.

"Confirm - launch!"

General Lane issued the launch order with a solemn expression.

"Whoosh!"

A missile slid out from the belly of the fighter jet, shooting towards the "Burning Man" with a long tail flame!

There was a loud bang, and the forest was quickly surrounded by thick smoke and hot explosion flames.

The ground was shaken slightly by the bombardment, and a pungent burning smell spread into everyone's nostrils.

General Lane immediately picked up his telescope and observed the situation in the bombardment area.

What shocked him was that not only was the "Burning Man" not eliminated, but an extra figure appeared inexplicably.

"Ahem!"

Huo Ren, who was coughing and clutching his chest, knelt on the ground and was shaking violently.

Although the bombing just now did not directly kill him, it caused serious damage to his body.

His whole body was in severe pain, his heart was beating wildly, and the fire burning in his body quickly dimmed.

Pyro calmed down for a while, looking at the fighter jets roaring in the sky with fear.

He was about to run away, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Peter walking towards him step by step from the sea of ​​fire.

Pyro raised his head in shock, his eyes full of disbelief.

He couldn't imagine that there were still humans who could come out of the explosion flames unscathed!

"Stop! Don't come over here!"

Filled with fear, he shouted to Peter: "Please! Don't come closer! I don't want to hurt you!"

Peter looked at the frightened and painful Pyro in front of him and stopped.

"You seem a little scared? Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

"And - you can't hurt me either."

Peter walked up to the burning fire man, ignoring the blazing flames on the other person's body, and stretched out his hand to him: "Do you mind if we get to know each other?"

Pyro looked at Peter's stretched out hand in astonishment, "Why can you...?"

"Maybe I have some talent."

Peter asked the other party with a calm expression: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

Pyro hugged his head and said in pain: "I don't know who I am, I don't know why I am here, I don't even know what happened to me!"

Peter listened to the other party's words and noticed that the other party's pulse accelerated, and the surrounding temperature also rose rapidly with his heart rate.

He continued to shake hands, "I guess your temperature may be related to your psychological stress level, and the fire on your body may come from the pressure of the military's attack on you."

He now suspected that the occurrence of the mountain fire was entirely caused by the burning man in front of him.

In order to figure out what happened, he tried to calm the other party's emotions.

Pyro looked up helplessly, "I'm scared."

"I know, close your eyes and take a deep breath!"

Facing Pyro, who seemed young, Peter reached out and patted the flame-covered shoulder, "Just breathe."

After being contacted by Peter, Pyro's mood seemed to stabilize and the flames on his body gradually calmed down.

After a while, the flames on the other party's body were completely extinguished and he turned into a naked bald boy.

Peter took off his coat and covered the other person's body.

The bald boy who calmed down looked at Peter gratefully, "Thank you, sir."

He looked at the burned woods around him and apologized to Peter with guilt and self-reproach: "I'm sorry, I didn't intend to cause this to happen."

Peter glanced at the soldiers not far away and said to the bald boy: "Let's get out of here first."

General Lane on the other side was observing the two people with a telescope. Unexpectedly, the two people suddenly disappeared in the next second.

Stunned, he put down the telescope, rubbed his eyes and picked it up again.

There was still no trace of the two men at the scene.

"Damn! What happened?"

General Lane looked like he had seen a ghost.

After returning to Metropolis, Peter handed the bald boy to the awakened Martian Manhunter.

After the two talked for a while, Martian Manhunter roughly knew the identity of the other party.

"He didn't know his name, he just remembered that he escaped from the laboratory."

Martian Manhunter said to Peter: "I reviewed his chaotic memories and saw that the laboratory in his memory was located in Gotham Indian Hill. This laboratory has been conducting illegal experiments and is controlled by a mysterious organization behind it."

"I guess that organization is the Court of Owls, right?"

Peter looked at Martian Manhunter, who was in a bad state of mind, and asked, "Are you okay? Jones."

"I'm okay, I'm just a little sluggish from the fire, maybe I can just eat some cookies."

Martian Manhunter picked up a cookie and continued: "You are right, the Court of Owls controls this laboratory. They use this boy's blood to try to develop some kind of serum virus and then release it."

"They want to destroy Gotham?"

Martian Manhunter shrugged his shoulders, "There is a high possibility that this boy is their weapon. He escaped from the laboratory and fled to the deserted forest in terror, causing a wildfire."

"Then the government discovered his existence and sent the army to capture him."

Peter nodded, "Sounds logical, but why did they replace Bruce?"

Martian Manhunter said, "Maybe Bruce is important to them."

Peter pondered for a while, and instead of continuing on the topic of Bruce, he continued to talk about the bald boy.

"Maybe, that boy is also very important to us, and his emotions are very unstable. Your psychic ability can calm him down, right?"

The bald boy is not only a weapon of the Court of Owls, but also has the ability to control fire. He can be used to check and balance the Martian Hunter in the future.

Although he trusts the Martian Hunter now, he never thinks that this trust will last forever.

Being prepared has always been his code of conduct.

"No problem, he is very stable now."

The Martian Hunter said while tasting Oreos.

"Hey, Bruce."

Azu stopped Bruce in the corridor.

"What's wrong?"

Bruce looked at the naughty kid who had just beaten him up unhappily.

"Sorry for beating you up before."

Azu looked very sincere, "Dad scolded me, and I know I was wrong, ahem. That, Dad said you were very rich in Gotham before, is that true?"

"Yes."

Bruce looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what this kid was up to.

"So, you are not a poor boy, but a down-and-out young master?"

"I am not a down-and-out young master."

Bruce was a little unhappy. In his eyes, the labels of him were either "poor boy" or "down-and-out". Was there no positive one?

"Anyway, you were very rich before, right?"

Azu showed a fake smile that Peter was familiar with in his previous life, and said to Bruce: "I think maybe we can turn enemies into friends. I mean, you, Bruce, we can be real friends."

"Not interested."

Bruce shook his head with a stern face and turned away.

Azu stared at Bruce's back as he left, and the fake smile on his face quickly disappeared, replaced by a gnashing expression.

"John?"

After hearing Peter's voice calling him in the distance, the negative expression on Azu's face quickly disappeared.

"Dad, I'm here!"

Bruce walked forward along the corridor and soon walked to the public area.

The breaking news about Gotham on the TV in the public area immediately attracted his attention.

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