He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

"Captain America fighting in the bathroom... Oh my god, what if this gets filmed..."

"Is this the battlefield? Avengers, can you answer a few questions?"

A shrill female voice came from the end of the corridor.

Everyone turned their heads at the same time.

Seven or eight people, holding microphones and cameras, were running from the other end of the corridor.

The leader was a female reporter with curly hair, her high heels clicking on the metal floor.

"This is Christine Everhart from the New York Gazette! The Avengers base has been attacked by an unknown force. Can you explain this?!"

The photographer following closely behind had already pointed his lens at the restroom entrance.

"Who are these people? Are the Avengers engaging in illegal detention?"

What was that explosion just now?

"Residents nearby said they saw something fall from the sky. Could that thing be the rumored alien?"

"Captain America, why are you soaking wet? Did you get into a physical altercation?"

Steve stared at the pile of microphones thrust in front of him, his temples throbbing.

Darcy stepped back two paces, shielding the group in front of him, his expression clearly saying, "I don't know these people."

"How did you get in?" Natasha stood up, her eyes suddenly turning cold.

"This is Stark Industries' private property. You can't enter without a pass..."

"We have the right to know the truth!" A male reporter pushed forward, holding a recording pen.

"A rainbow-colored beam of light just appeared in the sky and pierced right through your roof; everyone nearby saw it!"

"The pillar of light you're talking about is the Rainbow Bridge! That's how I got back!" Thor exclaimed, his eyes wide.

"So you admit to causing damage to the base?" Christine pressed immediately. "According to Article 7 of the Sokovia Accords, damage to public facilities caused by the Avengers in a non-combat situation requires a written report to the UN Commission..."

"Are you reporters reincarnated dung beetles? You always rush to wherever there's excitement!"

Thor's forehead vein throbbed three times.

He slung the cat hammer over his shoulder and strode toward the group of reporters.

The camera lights shone on his face, revealing his impatience.

"The base has been attacked by external forces. If you don't get out, are you waiting to be wiped out along with them?"

"Are you threatening the media?" Christine pressed forward, shoving the microphone right under Thor's chin. "The public has the right to know!"

"Your right to know won't save lives!"

Thor shoved the microphone away and yelled at the other end of the corridor.

"Natasha! Send your agents over here! Get all of these people out of here!"

Natasha looked up when she heard this.

"I'll get people right away! But could you please stop smashing things? The building's insurance is already in effect..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Go now!"

Three minutes later.

Six fully armed S.H.I.E.L.D. security agents arrived and dragged the group of reporters away.

As Christine was being carried away, she was still yelling, "You wait, tomorrow's front page will be 'Avengers Base Attacked, Thor Violently Drives Away Reporters!'"

"Write whatever you want!" Thor snapped at her retreating back. "Anyway, the world might not exist tomorrow!"

The corridor finally quieted down.

Thor rubbed his temples and turned to look at the people in the restroom.

Steve had pulled his vibranium shield out of the smashed wall and was wiping the dust off it.

"Did you hear that?" Thor glanced around. "Those in uniforms won't just come in a few waves."

"Their target is everyone who has ever used a gashapon (capsule toy).

This sentence completely froze the atmosphere at the scene.

Banner pushed up his glasses, and a flash of green light appeared in his pupils.

Darcy instinctively touched her wrist; she had just used the power of the Slow-Slow Fruit to help Captain America.

At this moment, no one mentioned the Sokovia Agreement anymore.

"So," Natasha said, carefully wrapping the three cutting sticks in a cloth and straightening up. "Are you still going to argue?"

No one responded.

Steve snapped the shield back onto his back, water still dripping from his hair.

He walked up to Thor and stared at him for three seconds.

Where is Harry?

"He was thrown into a place called the Void, and Loki said he was still alive."

"How do I get there?"

"I don't know, but Li Ang might know."

Steve nodded.

He turned around and faced everyone.

"Let's put the agreement aside for now."

"There's only one thing now."

"Find Leon, rescue Harry, and then find out exactly what this Time Bureau is!"

"I agree," Natasha was the first to speak.

"No objection," Barton shrugged.

"I...agree." Banner removed his glasses, which were fogged up with condensation. "But I want to say something."

"explain."

Banner looked around at the bathroom, which had been smashed beyond recognition, then at the three TVA agents lying on the floor, and at the broken pipes on the ceiling that were still spraying water.

"Who will fix this restroom?"

There was a moment of silence.

"It wasn't me," Thor was the first to deny it.

"It wasn't me either." Steve looked away.

"Heh." Natasha sneered, took out her phone, and dialed a number.

"Happy? Yes, it's me."

"The bathroom at the Avengers base exploded? No, this is the first time it's exploded."

"No, not Hulk, this time it's Captain America."

Happy's devastating screams came from the other end of the phone.

"Every single one of you, please stop demolishing houses!"

……

the other side.

The dust and haze on the wasteland had just been cleared away by Tony's hammer, and the sky over the entire planet was as clean as if a window had just been wiped.

"Pepper! Did you see that?!"

Tony stood on the ridgeline he had leveled, steel hammer in hand, with loose rocks still tumbling down beneath his feet.

"That one strike I just made wiped out at least fifty kilometers of mountains!"

Pepper sat at the cabin door of the Milan, swinging her legs leisurely.

"Hmm, that's impressive."

"Your tone is off."

Tony hoisted the hammer onto his shoulder and strode back.

"I'm stronger than Thor now, do you know what that means?"

"That means you're going to add another title to your resume." Pepper took a sip of her lemon tea.

"That means I can take you on vacation to any planet!"

"Look at this planet. It's a bit barren, but the magnetic field is stable and there are no native creatures to bother us. With some modifications, it could be used as a private villa."

"You want to build a villa on a nameless planet?"

Why not?

Tony counted on his fingers.

"If this one doesn't work, let's try the next one. I remember Jarvis scanned a dwarf planet with a mild climate near the Morag system last time..."

Before Tony could finish speaking, his expression suddenly changed.

His eyes were fixed on a point behind Pepper, his pupils contracting sharply.

Behind Pepper.

The air is distorted.

A square, orange light gate silently opened, emitting a dazzling light.

Three figures dressed in heavy, retro uniforms stepped out of the portal, with the letters "TVA" printed on their chests.

The leader held a short stick with a glowing tip, the orange light at the tip pointing directly at Pepper's back.

The distance was less than two meters.

"Target confirmed: Virginia Pepper Potts, Time Mutant..."

Pepper hadn't even had a chance to turn her head.

"Thunderbolt, smash it!"