Chapter 2305 Gotham Music Festival (XVIII)

Facts have proved that whenever you collide with Superman, you will only suffer. Although it was Peter who knocked Clark into the water, Peter also hit the locomotive head-on. He screamed on the spot, fell into the water and started to spit bubbles.

Clark was stunned again after being hit, but at least he saw Peter struggling in front of him and picked him up.

But Natasha's revenge was not yet over. The female agent held a water gun in each hand and sprayed Clark fiercely. Clark had to reach out and pat the water surface, raising a water curtain, and took this opportunity to move Peter to the locker room corridor.

Peter coughed violently a few times, spit out a mouthful of water, and shook his head vigorously. The two squatted behind the pillars of the locker room corridor, thinking about how to break through the blockade of the water gun battle.

But the worse situation followed one after another. Two more figures walked up the stairs. Peter took a closer look and found that it was Stark and Captain America, but it was not the Stark he was familiar with. It looked like the evil version.

The two of them were discussing something very intensely. Even if Peter couldn't hear it, he could roughly guess that it was about the distinction between good and evil, means and methods, and so on.

The two were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't hear Bruce and Selina's reminders to them at all. The moment their figures appeared in front of the gap, they were both soaked like drowned rats.

Steve and Stark stood there blankly, as if they didn't quite understand the water. After reacting, Stark took a deep breath and armed the symbiote armor instantly.

But the next second, Stark, who rushed out, was caught by Steve and thrown back. He shook his finger at Stark and said, "Only cowards would use real guns in a water gun fight. Don't let me look down on you."

After calming down from his anger for a moment, Stark also made the same mistake that all Starks in the universe would make. He directly pointed the hand of the symbiote armor at the swimming pool next to him, sucking bullets while saying, "I will let them know what hell is like."

Steve snorted with a smile, picked up the shield, and with a whoosh, the shining star-spangled shield flew in along the gap, and hit the nearest water gun with a bang. The pipe under the water wall was bent, and the nozzle was erected towards this side. When the strong water flow sprayed towards this side, Spider-Man with spider sense dodged instantly.

Robin and others suffered, and they ran back from the gap they had just taken. They fled in all directions, and Stark, who was standing in the center, was splashed directly, and had to use his arm to block the water flow, and cursed Steve in the sound of the water gun.

Suddenly he felt the water flow disappear, and Scarlet Witch's roar came from the side, "Let's have a water fight, no smashing!"

After two consecutive defeats, the Robins had to start discussing tactics. Then they saw a Batman walking towards the bar, and another Batman also came up from the stairs. Now there were three Batmans at the bar.

"Oh, God." Nightwing exclaimed, "I never thought I would see three Batmen in my life! Three!"

"We have three Batmen." Tim said, "But we can't beat a group of Spider Boys!"

"Don't count on Batman." Jason raised his voice and kept glancing at the bar and said, "Don't count on Batman in any occasion where guns are used. His shooting skills are terrible."

Red Hood and Red Robin looked at each other. Of course, they knew that Batman didn't use guns, so they didn't know how good Batman's shooting skills were. After all, under normal circumstances, Batman really didn't have any occasions to use guns other than real guns.

Red Robin looked down at the water gun in his hand again. It looked cool like an alien weapon, with yellow and purple colors, dark green magazines, and a lot of decorations that looked like energy pipes.

If Batman got a gun with this style one day, it would be hard to tell whether it was water or omega rays that were shot out.

After imagining the scene, Red Robin shuddered and said, "Let's not do it. It's too scary."

Selina was a little curious because she had never seen Bruce use a gun. She leaned on the bar, propped up her temple with her hand and asked, "Your shooting skills are terrible, really? It's hard to imagine that you are from Gotham."

"Not very bad." Bruce answered truthfully, "I can use my stealth skills to get within ten steps and hit the target with a shotgun."

"That's terrible. Have you ever fired live ammunition?"

"Of course."

"At the shooting range?"

"Almost."

Selina sneered, showing a very rude and mocking expression, stretched out her hand to Bruce's neck, kissed him hard on the face and said, "Honey, don't tell him that you have been to the shooting range, otherwise you will be despised by every Gotham person, my Penthouse Star."

"Are you drunk?" Bruce muttered, "What's there to be proud of shooting people on the street."

"But the shooting feedback of targets and people is completely different." Selina poured the last sip of wine into her throat, still hugging Bruce and said: "I don't have my own gun. Guns and bullets are very expensive, but I have stolen other people's guns and injured two unlucky guys who wanted to chase me. That thing is really powerful. The moment you pull the trigger, you will feel that your brain is about to explode with dopamine."

"Who is a psychopath now?"

"It's not because of the bleeding and screaming, but because this thing is much more convenient than cold weapons. If you accidentally change from using a dagger and a whip to using a gun, you will I feel like I can shoot God to death."

"Why don't you keep using it?"

"I'm a thief, not a robber." Selina muttered, "Compared to guns, silencers are too backward, the sound hurts my ears, I hate noisy things."

"Then it seems I should shut up."

Selina laughed and fell into Bruce's arms. Bruce hugged her and kissed her forehead gently. Selina leaned in his arms, turned her head, and looked up at Bruce's eyes from bottom to top.

Suddenly she sat up and said as if she had thought of something: "Where's Elsa? She must have been silent for 10 minutes, right?"

Bruce also froze and immediately jumped off the bar stool. As the two walked towards the water park together, Selina couldn't help but hold her forehead and said: "Is this the terrible thing about married life? Although we are not married yet, if every romance is interrupted by the disappearance of the child, I can't imagine how boring we will become in 10 years."

"When you have a child, most of the fun in life comes from him."

They wanted to go through the door, but it was faster to go through the gap that was hit before, so they decided to take a gamble and cross it before the two sides started fighting again.

It was obvious that they lost the bet, because Stark had rushed over without knowing whether to live or die, and began to attack everyone indiscriminately with the water cannon in his palm, which aroused public anger.

So the water gun battle changed from a multiplayer competition between the two sides to a boss battle. Whether it was Spider-Man or Robin, they all started to chase Stark all over the field. Even in the end, even Natasha and Steve joined in, because Stark even beat them.

Bruce and Selina were each hit by a water cannon, but because they were worried that Elsa would not have time to argue with Stark, they passed under the slide and saw Wanda holding Elsa in the pool.

Elsa sat in the water, and Wanda sat opposite her. The two were playing the simplest clapping game. Wanda sang an unknown ballad, and they clapped their hands to the rhythm. Elsa was very quiet, even though there were at least three children's slides next to her.

"Is it that our original education method was wrong?" Selina said a little puzzled: "Should we be more gentle? Or just hire a kindergarten teacher?"

Bruce looked for a long time and said: "It is also possible that some people are more compatible with children."

They stood there and watched Elsa and Wanda play for a long time, and then Wanda found that Elsa's parents came over. She touched Elsa's head like a real kindergarten teacher, and then sent her back to Bruce and Selina.

Bruce and Selina also acted like a pair of real parents. They exchanged a few polite words with Wanda about Aisha, then turned around and left with Aisha in their arms.

"When Wanda said Aisha was cute and sensible, I saw your expression and almost couldn't hold it back." Bruce said, "You have to practice well, because Aisha will have a parent-teacher meeting soon."

Selina still felt a little strange. She picked Aisha up, wiped the water off her face, turned to Bruce and said, "Maybe people who have really studied early childhood education are different. I have never seen Aisha stay quiet for so long."

"Of course I can't!" Aisha said.

They were both stunned, and then they remembered that Aisha could speak now. Although she was not particularly fluent, she could speak sentences.

"Then why did you sit there for so long?" Bruce asked.

Unexpectedly, Elsa rolled her eyes and said, "Because I can't beat her."

Bruce and Selina were speechless. It seemed that they should have found someone who could hold Elsa down. So far, the two of them together couldn't hold down a running Elsa.

They took Elsa back to the bar and ordered her a glass of juice. At this time, the water gun battle in the water park was in full swing. White Can somehow convinced the Spider-Mans that they were now on the same side.

Steve and Natasha naturally joined the Robins' side. Wanda was called away by someone, and Clark began to act as the referee of this new war.

Just at this moment, Natasha's cell phone, which she left on the bar, rang. The female agent seemed to have heard the sound from the headset. She quickly rushed back and answered the phone in a hurry without even having time to wipe the water off her body.

"Hey, what's wrong? Okay, I'll be there right away."

Bruce wanted to ask what happened, but Natasha didn't even look at him. She ran downstairs as fast as she could and opened the door of Schiller's bedroom.

Schiller was now lying on the bed and vomiting.

Natasha was stunned. She hurried over to help Schiller up, but perhaps because Schiller's digestive organs were gray fog, he actually didn't vomit anything.

Natasha asked in disbelief: "What's going on?"

And Schiller replied with despair: "...I might be seasick."