American Comics: The Girl Next Door Is Spider-Gwen

But the other party neither pays him salary nor tips him.

How can he provide faster service?

For the attitude of the clerk.

Barry Allen widened his eyes and wanted to say something else.....

At this moment, the phone in his pocket rang.

He took out his phone to check, and the caller contact was a cartoon butler's head.

The signature was "Alfred".

——— Batman's old butler.

..

Barry Allen: [Alfred, talk later. ]

The other end of the phone.

In the main control room of the Batcave, Alfred poured himself a cup of hot tea and greeted him slowly: [Good morning, Mr. Allen. ]

Barry Allen: [Oh no, I'm late. ]

[And I'm starving! 】

In the breakfast room, Barry Allen walked quickly to the less crowded area, and complained to the old housekeeper at the same fast speed:

[The curly-haired girl is not here today, her name is Sarah, and she has a boyfriend...]

Alfred didn't want to listen to him talking about these trivialities, so he interrupted him and said: [There is a mess at Gotham General Hospital, which was caused by a robbery. ]

[It's broad daylight now...]

Barry Allen questioned Bruce's business scope: [Shouldn't our bat friend be sleeping? ]

Said.

He was afraid that the other party would order him around, so he immediately said: [Call Superman! ]

[I thought of him first. ]

Alfred drank a sip of tea and continued: [It's a pity that he is busy with other things——]

The old housekeeper had just finished speaking.

The hanging TV in the breakfast room played a news report.

[Breaking news: A volcano erupted in Guatemala.....]

——On the TV screen, Superman flew in front of an erupting volcano, using thermal vision to change the terrain and prevent the lava from flowing to the town below.

[It's like this again.....]

Barry looked helpless and asked again: [Where is Diana? ]

[I've thought about it too. ]

Alfred folded a newspaper and said: [But she disappeared recently and didn't answer the phone. What can I do... Maybe she went on a honeymoon with her boyfriend. Oh, that Mr. Ye, you may not know him. ]

[Okay... I don't care about Mr. Ye or Mr. No...]

Barry Allen hid in the corner of the breakfast room and complained in a low voice: [So you can't find anyone else, so you think of looking for me, right! ]

After that, he put away his phone temporarily, walked to the counter, and asked the busy chatterbox clerk: "Sorry, is my sandwich ready?"

However.

The male clerk just waved his hand without looking back.

Indicated him to wait.

Then.

Slowly stick a grape on the honey of the sandwich.....

"en......!!

Barry Allen gritted his teeth and felt a burst of irritation.

After all, he didn't wait any longer and pushed the door into the bathroom.

The next moment.

Pu——~! !

The golden lightning rushed out of the bathroom, bypassing everyone in the store at a speed that mortal eyes could not catch at all, and came to the street outside the store.

When the golden lightning stopped.

Only then could we see clearly that the figure was Barry Allen.

He had changed into the Flash uniform.

The uniform was made of red material.

It was covered with golden veins.

There was a conspicuous lightning logo on the chest.

As soon as this look appeared.

A Flash fan recognized it————

"Oh my god! It's the Flash!!"

On the side of the street, a middle-aged aunt shouted excitedly.

"Hi..."

Barry Allen was doing his unique running start, but he was suddenly unable to hold his position due to the shout, so he could only greet the fans awkwardly.

The fans were even more excited after receiving the response.

Once again, they enthusiastically shouted to their idol:

"———I love you!!"

"Okay, thank you... I think you are a very nice person too."

Barry rubbed his hands helplessly and gave the fan a good guy card.

"Oh my god!!!"

This fan was not just a fanatic, the excited screams even reached the old butler on the other side through the communication of the Flash uniform.

The elderly Alfred obviously couldn't listen to it.

He directly transferred the channel to Barry:

[————Let Mr. Wayne talk to you. ]

Barry Allen: [Don't... please! ]

[Beep...]

Listening to the blind tone.

Barry shrugged helplessly.

Then.

He asked a black girl behind the fan loudly:

"Sorry, it may be a bit strange to ask you this..."

"——That chocolate bar, do you still want it?"

"Can you throw it to me?"

"In the name of justice!"

Hearing this.

The black girl looked at the half-eaten chocolate bar in her hand.

Then, with a happy look on her face, she readily agreed.

"Okay, okay!"

..

[I need you to hurry up, Barry. ]

On the other end of the communication, a steady middle-aged man's voice came.

Barry Allen turned his head away, sighed, and greeted reluctantly: [Hi... Bruce...]

Just at this time.

The black girl raised the chocolate, aimed slightly, and threw it over.

With a "pop", it hit the Flash's hood accurately.

[Got it, I...]

Barry Allen's words were interrupted by the chocolate bar. After making a look of despair, he continued weakly: "...Here it comes."