People Are in Marvel, and the System is Working As a Worker

puff!

Hit him in the stomach.

Loki's eyes bulged.

It hit the ground like a broken sandbag.

His eyes were glazed, and his body twitched from time to time.

As expected of the blood of the Frost Giant, although he is a magician, his physical fitness is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Mike tilted his head, looking down at Loki.

"God, you are so weak."

"get out."

"Get off Earth."

Mike took a bite.

disappear.

"Aren't you going to say hello, why so fast?" Stark looked at Mike who appeared again.

"How long does it take to say hello?"

"That's right, what kind of person is Loki... Uh, God?"

Mike thought for a while, "Generally speaking, it feels okay to be beaten."

Stark: "..."

Is this how you judge people?

I thought Loki was pretty hateful before, but now I can't help feeling a little bit sorry for him.

It's miserable, brother die~

Loki lay on the ground with his arms outstretched.Looking at the plastic ceiling, his eyes are blank.

who am I?

Where am I?

what am i doing?

Loki was confused on the philosophical level for a few seconds, and what happened in his mind gradually became clear.

Meet...greet...sneak attack...be beaten...four steps.

"The sneak attack was too hasty, so the defeat was so straightforward. Well, it must be like this!"

This excuse is terribly far-fetched,

Besides, the sneak attack needs to be carefully prepared. Where can the person who was attacked complain of injustice?

"revenge?"

"No, no, now I am the king in charge of Asgard's power. The son of a daughter can't sit still. If you win, you won't make money. If you lose, you will die. It's not worth it. Calm down."

Loki took two deep breaths and sat up slowly.

Turn your head and look around.

I didn't find Mike's figure, so I whispered viciously and said:

"Mike, right? I remember this name. When Jotunheim is destroyed, what awaits Midgard is Asgard's powerful army. Hmph, what's the use of personal force? I'll overwhelm you with the army .”

"Brute force, how can it be worth wisdom, hehehehahaha..."

Talking and talking, like hypnosis, Lokite himself believed it.

The more he laughed, the louder he was, that little shou face matched the sinister expression, and the word "owed to be beaten" was almost written on his face.

Realizing that the laughter was too "rampant", Loki quickly restrained his voice, and at this moment he didn't dare to think about Mjolnir any more, and hurriedly left the Hammer Pit.

After leaving, before summoning the Rainbow Bridge, Loki did not forget to wipe off the blood stains from his mouth, and tidy up his clothes and hairstyle.

Doomed to be a restless night.

If Mike hadn't blocked the transmission of sound, Daisy's cry would have penetrated the entire temporary camp and knocked over the roof.This chick should learn soprano.

Obviously the same posture, the same weapon, why did she have a different taste?

Is it because Mike showed a different charm today?

Just like the body of the same quality, female celebrities are more attractive to you than the young ladies of Three Thousand One Night, right?

Chapter 162: The morning is quiet

morning.

There was a faint smell of blood floating in the temporary camp.Most people can't smell it, but S.H.I.E.L.D. agents are more sensitive to the smell of blood due to their special occupations.

The atmosphere in the entire camp was tense, and almost everyone was sullen and serious.

In the room where Sitwell was held, Coulson looked a little tired.

He didn't sleep all night.

Clint was beside him, silently and methodically maintaining his recurve bow.

"Thank you." Coulson said.

"The responsibility lies."

Clint's tone was light, but anyone who knew him well knew that Hawkeye's mood was not beautiful.

If three colleagues who used to fight side by side suddenly kill you, no one will be in a good mood, even if all three of them are dead.

One was shot in the eye by Clint's arrow and died through the head.

One to three.

Clint must break the situation quickly, so he chooses to attack the vital points and reduce the enemy's effective strength.

One shot in the stomach, not fatal.The fatal thing is that he was so cruel to himself that he pulled out the arrow directly and wanted to continue fighting.But he didn't know that there were many types of Clint's arrows, one of which was barbed.

So he pulled out the arrow and pulled out his own intestines.

Died in agony and howling.

The last one died of poisoning.He was shot in the wrist, disarmed, and shot in the thigh, incapacitated.Seeing Clint rushing towards him, he ruthlessly bit the poison sac hidden in the back molars, and the poison sealed his throat with blood.

Clint put on the bowstring and entered the state of fighting at any time again, but his interest was still low.he asked:

"Colson, will there be any trusted comrades in the bureau in the future?"

"Is there any meaning to the cause we fought for before?"

"What should I do in the future?"

Coulson was silent for a long time before saying:

"Something...someone has to do it."

"Someone needs to stick to it. This is what we will do in the future."

"Let's dispose of the body first."

Gritting his teeth, he said in a bitter voice, "Report as a death in the line of duty, it's cheaper for them."

After speaking, Coulson looked at Sitwell, who was tightly bound and gagged.The honest and honest agent in the past was full of madness in his eyes.

"I advise you to save your energy and save your struggle until the interrogation later." Coulson said coldly: "There are no lawyers, no human rights, all physical, spiritual, classical, and experimental methods will be used in the trial." From your body, until every drop of information you know is drained. Before that, you will not be able to survive, nor will you be able to die."

The coldness in the eyes made even Hydra agents who had been brainwashed into lunatics shudder.

For a moment, fear appeared in his eyes.

This is the power of the "good old man" baring his fangs.

Jane gets up and simply washes up.

Didn't sleep well last night.

One is that what happened last night was too magical, and the three views were in jeopardy.

The second is to worry about Saul.

I wanted to talk to my best friend, but my best friend washed herself deliciously, put on delicate makeup, and then took out two boxes of small umbrellas, extra large ones, from the suitcase.

Jane: ..., which scientific workers bring small umbrellas for field examinations?

And want to use up two boxes at a time?

Daisy said "bye, baby" to Jane with a smile, and then went to deliver food to the big baby.

"Hmph, you value sex over friends." Jane was angry at the time.

Then Saul was on his mind.

Does this count as emphasizing sex over friends?

Jane looked in the mirror, and rarely painted herself a light makeup, covering up the slight dark circles under her eyes.She first went to the camp cafeteria to get two glasses of milk and two sandwiches.Thinking of Sol's appetite, he took another bacon pancake and French croissant.

Came to Sol's room, the door was open, and the quilt was neatly folded.

Jane showed her aunt a smile: "I can't see it. Saul is a man who can make a quilt well, thick and thin..."

"I can't see it either."

"Ah!" Jane was startled by the sudden voice, "Dr. Eric, you startled me."

Dr. Eric, who lives next door to Sol, said, "Sorry, and Sol didn't come back at all last night."

Jane: "How do you know?"

Eric: "I'm old and sleep light... Sol is not the kind of person who walks lightly, and you really think Sol will fold the quilt when he wakes up?"

Jane blushed, and immediately worried: "Where is he?"

Eric spread his hands and joked: "I don't know, but there are agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. who follow him from afar, so he won't be taken away by a black bear."

Of course there are no black bears around here, but there are poisonous snakes, scorpions, spiders and other poisonous creatures everywhere. When Eric said this, Jane became more worried.

Eric looked at the trot leaving Jane, and chuckled: "Young people now."