American comic book: The girl next door is Spider-Gwen

But the other party neither paid him a salary nor gave him tips.

What makes him qualified to provide faster service?

Regarding the attitude of the store staff.

Barry Allen's eyes widened, as if he was about to say something more...

Just then, my cell phone rang in my pocket.

He took out his phone to check, and the caller ID showed a cartoon butler's profile picture.

The signature is "Alfred".

———Bateman's old butler.

..

Barry Allen: [Alfred, wait a minute.]

On the other end of the phone.

In the main control room of the Batcave, Alfred poured himself a cup of hot tea and greeted everyone unhurriedly: "Good morning, Mr. Allen."

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

And I'm starving!

In the breakfast shop, Barry Allen quickly made his way to a less crowded area, complaining to the old butler at the same rapid pace:

The curly-haired girl isn't here today. Her name is Sarah, and she has a boyfriend...

Alfred, not wanting to hear such trivialities, interrupted him, saying, "There's been trouble at Gotham General Hospital, caused by a robbery."

It's broad daylight now...

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

talking.

Afraid of being ordered around, he immediately said, "Call Superman!"

He was the first person I thought of.

Alfred took a sip of tea and continued, "Unfortunately, he was busy with something else—"

The old butler had just finished speaking.

The wall-mounted TV in the breakfast shop was playing a news report.

[Breaking News: Volcano Erupts in Guatemala...]

—On the television screen, Superman flies in front of an erupting volcano, using his heat vision to alter the terrain and prevent lava from flowing down to the town below.

It's happening again...

Barry looked helpless and asked again, "Where's Diana?"

I've also considered it.

Alfred folded a newspaper and said, "But she's disappeared recently and isn't answering her phone. What can I do... Maybe she's on her honeymoon with her boyfriend, oh, that Mr. Ye, you probably don't know him."

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

Barry Allen, hiding in a corner of the breakfast shop, muttered to himself, "So you couldn't find anyone else, so you remembered me, huh?"

After saying that, he temporarily put his phone away, walked to the counter, and asked the talkative clerk who was busy working, "Excuse me, is my sandwich ready yet?"

however.

The male shop assistant simply waved his hand without turning his head.

He was told to wait a moment.

then.

Slowly sticking a grape onto the honey in the sandwich...

“en......!!”

Barry Allen immediately gritted his teeth, feeling a surge of anger.

I couldn't wait any longer and went into the bathroom.

next moment.

Pu———~！ ！

The golden lightning bolt burst out of the bathroom, moving at a speed completely invisible to the naked eye, bypassing everyone in the store and arriving on the street outside.

When the golden lightning stopped.

Only then could one see that the figure was indeed Barry Allen.

He had already changed into the Flash's uniform.

The uniform is made of red material.

It is covered with golden veins.

It has a prominent lightning bolt symbol on its chest.

This design was unveiled as soon as it appeared.

One of the Flash's female fans recognized him—

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

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

“Hi...”

Barry Allen was striking his unique running start pose when he was suddenly jolted off his stance by the shout and could only awkwardly greet the fans.

The fans were even more excited to receive a response.

Shout enthusiastically to your idol once again:

"---I love you!!"

"Okay, thank you... I think you're a very nice person."

Barry rubbed his hands together, looking a little flustered, and gave his fans a "friend zone" card.

"Oh my god!!!"

This fan was exceptionally enthusiastic; his excited screams even reached the ears of the old butler on the other side through the Flash suit's communication system.

The elderly Alfred clearly couldn't bear to listen.

They directly transferred Barry to a different channel:

[—Let Mr. Wayne tell you.]

Barry Allen: [No...please!]

【beep......】

I heard the dial tone.

Barry shrugged helplessly.

then.

He shouted to a black woman behind the fans:

"Sorry, it might sound a bit strange to ask you this..."

"—Do you still want that chocolate bar?"

"Can you throw it to me?"

"In the name of justice!"

Hear the words.

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

Then, with a delighted expression, he readily agreed.

"Yeah!"

..

I need you to come here right now, Barry.

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

Barry Allen turned his head away, sighed, and reluctantly greeted, "Hi... Bruce..."

Just then.

The black woman held up the chocolate, aimed briefly, and then tossed it over.

With a "smack," it hit the Flash's mask precisely.

【Okay, I understand.....】

Barry Allen was interrupted by the chocolate bar. After making a look of utter despair, he continued weakly, "...Here it comes."