"...Peter, do you think Spider-Man is particularly handsome?" He patted Peter's shoulder heroically, and Ned was bathed in the amazement eyes of all the classmates in the car, and proudly squeezed his good friend's eyes at his good friend - thank him. He was showing his goodwill in front of his senior sister.

"Uh, yes." Peter scratched his head with a red face, and Peter was so furious that he was praised by Ned.

"I really didn't expect Spider-Man to be so powerful." A classmate who was successfully fooled by Ned couldn't help but sigh, "I always thought that the most powerful people in the Avengers were Captain and Iron Man."

In Ned's version, Spider-Man's handsome index clearly surpasses the two giants of the Avengers.

The students' discussions on superheroes rang out in the tourist bus for a while. Dorothy couldn't help but fall into deep thought as she listened to the Peter x Ned duo who was talking in front of her and was committed to helping Spider-Man.

I really didn't expect Spider-Man to be so narcissistic.

#I am the dividing line of Peter crying when he was cheated but didn't know it#

The overall architecture of Gotham tends to be a combination of Gothic and modern architecture. The church with pointed roofs and arches on one side of the road is inlaid with stained glass depicting religious stories, while the other side of the road is a very modern skyscraper. This kind of interlude will not make people feel confused, but it will have the illusion that time will stop at some point.

Dorothy held up her camera and placed the 15th-century church in the view frame.

"Everyone, it's time for us to go back to the hotel." After watching the time, a senior from the School of Philosophy began to greet the students to get in the car and return to the hotel.

This time the club activity is to stay in Gotham for one night and then leave by bus at noon tomorrow.

"I'm going back so early?" Ned was a little unhappy.

"It's almost dark, we have to enter the hotel before it's dark." Peter kept paying attention to Dorothy's location. If the senior sister encounters any danger, he can also help.

After all, just now in the car, my senior sister praised him (Spider-Man).o(*￣︶￣*)o

"Senior sister, it's time to get in the car and go back to the hotel." Leaving Ned, Peter trotted over and enthusiastically helped Dorothy take her backpack and deliver it to the car.

"Thank you." Although Spider-Man, who unexpectedly likes to flatter himself, was indeed a good kid.

Imperial State University and a group of 20 people came to Gotham for a short trip to strive for safety first. So before it was dark, they arrived at the hotel they booked - the Gotham Hotel under the Wayne Group. But after all, it was still early and they were all young people, so it was impossible to stay in the room and not go out.

The 23rd floor of the hotel is a bar open to customers. Currently, Imperial State University has 20 people in it.

"You can't drink a kid." Dorothy tapped the counter with her fingers and asked the bartender to change the juices for Peter and Ned - among the 20 people who came today, there were only these two underages. "Gotham's laws are stricter than New York." As for herself, it was a low-degree cocktail.

Peter and Ned looked at each other and were a little afraid to look up. The senior sister changed into a black backless dress, with her golden hair tied up high, and just now she had clean and neatly sent out five men to meet her.

Looking at myself, Peter and Ned were a little discouraged.

At this time, the sixth person who met him appeared.

"Good evening." The tall man held a glass of strong wine in one hand, stepped on his long legs, and sat down next to the girl. "Doros". He touched the cocktail glass in Dorothy's hand with the cup.

"Bruce Wayne?!"

Peter and Ned exclaimed in surprise.

*

"Are you all ready?" A gloomy voice sounded in the darkness.

“Everything is ready.”

Steve mechanically sent the beer into his throat, and his big blue eyes were now wide open. Barnes held the wine glass with one hand, and even forgot to deliver the wine to his mouth. He also widened his eyes, stretched out his left hand and poked Steve hard on the side of his waist.

"What happened?" The former little prince of Brooklyn had been completely shot on the beach by the trend of the new century. At this time, he was lying face down in the sand, struggling to stretch his neck to breathe. "Steve...what is going on?"

Captain America, who was stabbed hard, did not feel the pain on his waist at all. Steve blinked his eyes, and could not understand the scene in front of him.

I saw his new neighbor, the object that Barji wanted to meet was sitting in the booth not far from the bar. The black women's suit and trousers made the girl look slender, and the thin heels and high leather shoes of the same color looked more imposing. The white shirt was properly tailored, which highlighted the girl's slender waist. The blonde hair had been put down at this time. However, the carefully cared hair did not weaken the girl's momentum, but instead highlighted a bit of unruly and free and easy.

Dorothy was standing on the table with her elbows, her spine straight. Her green eyes looked at the woman sitting opposite her face with a gentle and concerned smile on her face. Her fair fingers poked out and a glass of red juice was pushed across the table. Then, the dark-haired woman with obvious red eyes raised her eyes, looked at the glass of juice for a few glances, and actually got up and crossed the table, hugging the blond girl in a white shirt.

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Chapter completed!