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However, Yang Le wasn't worried. After all, he remembered that Dr. Morrow created a total of five robots in the original series. Besides the Tornado Twins, there were three left. If all else failed, he could go look for Dr. Morrow himself.

Well, of course, he didn't know Dr. Morrow's current location. He could only wait until later.

Although he didn't remember why, Yang Le remembered that Dr. Morrow's goal was Red Tornado. As long as he didn't succeed, he would definitely send more robots.

Yang Le just needed to wait for him to take the bait. After all, because Red Tornado became the guardian of the Young Justice League, he generally wouldn't join Justice League activities unless there was a situation where his abilities were absolutely necessary.

The cleanup work afterward naturally didn't require the Young Justice League's participation. The Justice League would send someone to receive Mr. Tornado. These kids could go back to their respective homes after checking their bodies for injuries.

The kids were very happy. This was the first collective mission some of them had completed, and the second for others. But regardless of how many times, it represented everything developing in a positive direction.

Everyone present had their own reasons for joining the Young Justice League, but no matter the reason, everyone was looking forward to things developing in a good direction, which was commendable.

Roy Harper, now going by the code name Red Arrow, was in the distance, observing everyone with a telescope. When he saw the newly joined archer Artemis rashly shooting an arrow, he almost couldn't help but step in to help.

After all, he had separated from Green Arrow and become an independent hero, which meant that no one would clean up his messes anymore. Therefore, he needed to be fully prepared for every mission.

Besides the quiver behind him, he also hid a lot of things on his body without hindering his movements. Facts proved that he was right. These little gadgets had helped him a lot in his independent career.

Nodding with satisfaction, Roy was about to leave when he turned around and found Kid Flash standing behind him.

"Your vigilance has dropped," Wally teased. "Your independent career wouldn't be spent in a bachelor apartment, would it?"

Roy didn't answer, only pointed to the other side. Wally turned his head blankly and found something flashing coldly under the water tower on the roof.

Wally flashed to the bottom of the water tower and found that it was a set-up launching device. As soon as the mechanism was triggered, an arrow would be shot, and the arrow was aimed directly at Roy.

"Okay, I give up," Wally shrugged and ran back to Roy's side. "Should I be glad I didn't choose to startle you? Is that how I should greet you?"

"You should indeed be glad," Roy said with a smile. Seeing friends was always so pleasant.

Suddenly, he heard a whooshing sound. When he turned his head, he saw Dick gliding over with his cape, and Jackson climbing up from under the roof.

Including Wally, who arrived first, the original sidekick group was now all together.

"Long time no see," Jackson greeted Roy after climbing up. "Although there wasn't much news, we're glad to hear that the news about you is good."

Roy nodded, then asked, "Where are your new friends? Why didn't they come with you?"

"Come on, man," Dick stepped forward and patted Roy on the shoulder. "You make us sound like fickle people."

Wally added, "We told them we were coming to see an old friend, so it's just the three of us this time. What? Are you disappointed that we didn't come with any girls?"

Roy didn't speak, just rolled his eyes at Wally, then turned to pack his equipment.

"Come on, man," Wally raised his hands in surrender. "You're not angry about those two sentences, are you?"

"I'm not that petty, Flash Boy," Roy said without turning his head. "It's just that my mission time is almost up, I have to go."

"Okay, a mission. It seems that living alone isn't easy," Wally shook his head.

Roy rarely agreed with Wally, saying, "It's not only not easy, but it's also much more tiring than before, but overall, it's a little more comfortable than before. At least no one looks down on you."

Dick and the others exchanged glances upon hearing this, and decided not to continue on this topic, so they proactively changed the subject.

"Seriously, aren't you considering coming back?" Dick tried to persuade him. "There's always a place for you here."

"You already have an archer," Roy put on his packed backpack. "I'm not sure about her archery skills, but at least she's more obedient than I am."

Seeing that Roy was determined to leave, the three didn't say much. Jackson could only say one last sentence.

"No matter what, we're always your friends. If you encounter difficulties, you know how to contact us."

This time, Roy didn't refuse. He just waved his hand, and then walked towards the door of the roof. When he reappeared, Roy had already walked downstairs, and was wearing casual clothes with a large sports backpack on his back.

Roy walked to a red motorcycle, secured the backpack, put on his helmet, and sped away.

Wally watched Roy gradually disappear, wondering what he was thinking.

"Speaking of which, is he old enough? Isn't it illegal for him to ride a motorcycle?"

"He's been 16 for a long time," Dick slapped Wally on the back, and then pulled the two away from the roof.

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Roy was driving on the road, and as he told Wally, he did have something to do. This matter required him to arrive at a residential building in the city next to Happy Harbor before 2 p.m. The specific task was...

"Hmm?" Roy couldn't help but frown. What was the specific task? He couldn't remember.

This was too abnormal. It was clearly a task that was about to be completed, but he couldn't remember anything except the time and location.

Thinking this way, Roy had already arrived in front of the residential building at the mission location, and parked his car in front of the unit door of the building he was going to enter.

Roy felt very strange, but there was always a thought in his mind that was preventing him from thinking about the details. While he was struggling with this, Roy had already walked to a room.

Skillfully taking out the key and walking in, Roy walked straight to the living room after closing the door, and someone was already sitting there waiting for him.

"Long time no see," Sportsmaster sat on the sofa with a golden sword.

"Cheshire."

...

"Hmm?" When Roy came back to his senses, he found himself standing in front of a food truck. The owner of the food truck was handing him food, and he was holding money in his hand.

"Your meal is ready," the owner said with a business smile. He handed the food to Roy and skillfully took the money from his hand.

Feeling the hunger in his stomach, Roy scratched his head and walked to a chair nearby with the food.