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

"I, the King, will never bow down to a clown in a suit like you!"

Young Loki stood up, and green magical energy gathered wildly in his palm.

"That's not up to you, little one."

"The iron fist of democracy will teach you a lesson."

President Loki straightened his tie, a politician's characteristic insincere smile appearing on his face.

"Harry, come here."

Tony sat on the tattered sofa, waved to Harry in the corner, and casually tossed a piece of popcorn into his mouth.

"Mr. Stark, aren't we going to help? They're about to start fighting!" Harry quickly went over.

"Help who? Which Loki?" Tony rolled his eyes.

"Come on, let me show you how to open a betting pool."

Tony rummaged through the storage compartment of his armor and pulled out a crumpled five-dollar bill.

Snapped.

He slapped the banknotes onto the dusty table.

"I bet five dollars that Loki with the slicked-back hair and a suit will soon be betrayed."

Tony watched the farce unfolding before him with amusement.

Harry froze, turning to look behind President Loki.

The group of Loki's henchmen were fully armed, stood ramrod straight, and looked extremely loyal.

"Thirty seconds? That's impossible." Harry scratched his head.

"They seem very united, and they just voted."

"Kid, you know nothing about the nature of a creature like Loki," Tony sneered.

"If they knew how to spell the word 'loyalty,' Asgard would have already conquered the entire universe."

"Based on my detailed analysis of Mr. Loki's past behavior patterns, the probability of betrayal is indeed very close to one hundred percent." Vision smiled upon hearing this, neither confirming nor denying it.

"Did you hear that? Even Vision said that."

Tony pushed the five-dollar bill forward.

"To gamble or not?"

"I bet they can last at least three minutes!" Harry gritted his teeth and pulled a few coins from his pocket, piling them on the table.

In front.

President Rocky opened his arms, ready to deliver the final victory declaration.

"Fellow countrymen! Take down this dictator whose mind is filled with feudalistic ideas!"

"We will build a brand new, great nation filled with freedom and the power of the vote!"

"Here, every Loki has the right to speak!"

Click.

A crisp, clear sound of a gun bolt being pulled back rang out, the sound coming from behind President Rocky's head.

President Loki's impassioned voice came to an abrupt halt, and his hands, raised in mid-air, froze instantly.

The audience was silent.

A Loki with a large beard and wearing a leather jacket is holding an energy pistol, the muzzle pressed firmly against the back of President Loki's head.

"What are you doing?"

President Loki slowly turned his head, his eyes twitching wildly.

"I'm the president you elected!"

"That was five minutes ago," Loki sneered.

"Now, I am the president. Hand over your badge."

Harry stared in disbelief at the scene, glancing down at the digital watch on his wrist.

"Fifteen seconds." Tony unceremoniously shoved all the five dollars and coins on the table in front of him.

"You flatter me, lad."

"This...this is way too fast!" Harry's worldview completely collapsed.

The farce continues.

"You treacherous bastards! Have you forgotten who led you to establish the parliament?!"

President Loki roared in exasperation.

"Enough with the nonsense!" Big Beard Loki slammed the butt of his gun into President Loki's shoulder.

"I'm in charge here now!"

"are you sure?"

Another cold laugh rang out.

A bald Loki behind the bearded Loki suddenly pulled out a short knife.

The cold blade was placed directly against Loki's neck.

"Bald guy, are you crazy?" Loki with the big beard exclaimed in shock.

"I don't like your beard, and I think I'm more suited to be president." Bald Loki's face was full of greed.

Immediately afterwards, the cross-dressing Loki behind the bald Loki also pulled out a weapon.

A dagger was pointed at the bald man.

"No, the president should be a person of taste."

"I think the president must be nearsighted."

A bespectacled Loki points a spear at the back of a woman dressed as Loki.

In less than half a minute.

All of Loki's dozen or so henchmen pulled out their weapons.

They pointed at each other's groin.

The scene created an extremely absurd, nested loop of death.

No one has any allies.

Everyone is on guard against everyone else.

"Did you see that?"

"This is Loki, the most pathetic and ridiculous creature in the entire universe."

Tony stuffed a handful of popcorn into his mouth, chewing it with a loud crunch.

In this universe, Loki stood next to Tony, his hands tightly covering his face, his fingers rubbing his forehead vigorously.

He felt his face burning.

So embarrassing.

The embarrassment has spread to other dimensions.

Looking at these variations, he felt his intelligence had been severely insulted.

"You bunch of idiots!"

Loki of this universe finally couldn't hold back any longer and roared at the group of variants pointing at each other's heads.

"Can't you guys have any sense of perspective?!"

"For the sake of a worthless presidential title, they've abandoned even the most basic sense of dignity?"

The group of variants simultaneously turned their heads and looked at Loki of this universe with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot.

"Perspective? Can it feed you?"

Taking advantage of the chaos, President Rocky shoved aside the bearded man's gun barrel, and two green daggers materialized in his hands.

"Go to hell!"

He plunged the knife directly into Loki's abdomen.

"Ah!" Loki screamed in pain.

His fingers twitched in pain as he pulled the trigger.

The energy beam grazed President Loki's scalp and punched a large hole in the basement ceiling.

This completely ignited the powder keg.

A dozen or so Lokis instantly started fighting.

There were no tactics whatsoever.

It was just a street brawl.

Some people were pulling hair, some were biting ears, and some were stabbing randomly with magic daggers.

Green magical light flickered and danced in the cramped basement.

President Loki punched the bearded man in the nose, and the bearded man retaliated by using a magic dagger to slice off half of President Loki's tie.

The woman-dressed Loki kicked the bald Loki directly in the face with her high heels.

"Woof!"

Loki the crocodile also joined the fray, biting down hard on the leg of a mutant.

The variant was writhing on the ground in pain, firing its energy gun wildly, shattering several emergency lights on the wall.

"Oh my God!" Harry exclaimed in fright, hiding behind Tony's tattered sofa.

"Namo Amaterasu, the karmic burdens on you are too heavy." Hulk squatted down beside him, his hands clasped together.

"Should I stop them, Mr. Tony?"

Vision raised his left hand, and the Reality Stone on the Infinity Gauntlet glowed red.

"Don't move!" Tony quickly stopped him.

"Such a wonderful monkey show, you can't see it even if you pay money in the courtyard."

"Jarvis, record this from every angle, 360 degrees."

"Panorama recording has started, sir." Jarvis's electronic voice was very considerate.

"The video has been automatically synced to the Avengers' internal shared cloud drive."