On the Helicarrier.
"Alright, so something was stolen. Shouldn't you call the Police first? Why call me? I'm a very busy Iron Man."
Tony mocked Nick Fury.
If his father hadn't come back to life, he wouldn't have known there were hidden relics.
"You shouldn't have salvaged that thing in the first place."
Steve also added.
They researched the Tesseract, but it went out of control.
"I'm willing to help, but I need a laboratory."
Dr. Banner only wanted to complete the mission as soon as possible and return to Devil Mansion.
"Agent Coulson, take Dr. Banner to the laboratory."
Nick Fury completely ignored Tony's mockery.
Natasha walked over, about to get closer, but Banner avoided her.
"Don't misunderstand, it's just that I'm already engaged to my girlfriend. If she finds perfume on me, she'll kill me."
Banner explained.
"..."
Natasha's mouth twitched. It was the first time she had been disliked by a man.
After this mission is over, she should retire! Live a peaceful life as an ordinary person.
After Dr. Banner left.
Nick Fury faced Tony and Steve.
"This time, I made a mistake. After this is over, you can insult me, beat me, it doesn't matter.
But now the Tesseract has been taken by Loki, and the World is in danger. I need you to save the World."
Nick Fury said this righteously, praising the two highly.
Tony and Steve exchanged glances, just about to speak.
"Director, we have a discovery. Target match: 67%."
On the computer, Loki appeared in a suit at a banquet.
"It's your turn."
After the two departed, Coulson asked:
"Director, why did you look for Iron Man, Captain, and Dr. Banner? You should know they are connected to the Demon Group."
"I know. Precisely because they are connected to the Demon Group, I sought them out. At a critical moment, I can leverage their strength."
"But..."
"Agent Coulson, do your job!"
Nick Fury said with a deep expression.
He truly didn't know who he could trust now.
The S.H.I.E.L.D. mole still hadn't been found, and every time a crucial clue was found, it would be cut off.
There had been no movement from Pierce's side either, and he had a very bad premonition.
He didn't even trust Coulson now. Having signed a demonic contract, he could become a subordinate of the Demon King at any time.
Now, the only person he could trust was his old friend. After this incident, he would let him investigate.
"Yes."
Coulson silently returned to his position.
During this year, the Director had arranged many miscellaneous tasks for him to travel for. Although his rank hadn't changed, he could no longer access many confidential matters.
Tony, on the plane, turned on the signal jammer.
"Steve, what mission did Qinuo give you?" Tony leaned casually in his seat.
"The mission is to help, and Tony, you should call me uncle."
Steve smiled as he looked at Tony.
"Come on, you look younger than me. If it weren't for my father, I wouldn't have called you that time."
Tony rolled his eyes, full of reluctance.
After Howard joined the Demon Group, he invited his old friends to a party at home, and Tony also met three uncles and aunts.
It's just that their eyes, for some reason, seemed a little guilty. It must have been a mistake from drinking that day.
Tony didn't pay attention at the time, only immersing himself in the lively atmosphere.
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At a banquet hall.
Loki, dressed in a suit, held a scepter.
He quickly locked onto his target.
"This... Ugh!"
The bodyguard who blocked his way was knocked out with a scepter before he could finish speaking.
Loki grabbed a White-haired old man, pressed him onto the table, and used an instrument in his hand to stab into his eyeball.
All the guests present were stunned by this scene and ran out in terror.
"Kneel before me."
As soon as the guests ran outside, they were stopped by another Loki. Running in other directions yielded the same result.
Four Lokis surrounded the crowd, revealing triumphant smiles.
"I said, kneel down—"
Bang!
A yellow sports car drifted, sending Loki flying. The other Lokis also disappeared.
A White-haired girl in a red dress, with red and blue dyed tips, stepped out of the car.
"You're having a party and didn't invite me? Harley is unhappy."
The guests sighed in relief. They were saved, but...
"To make me happy, it's robbery time now. Hand over all your money, Bumblebee, get to work."
Harley kicked the unmoving Bumblebee.
Bumblebee transformed and stood up, asking:
"Harley, does this really help me gain a soul? Robbery is wrong."
"You're not used to it yet. Don't worry, once you've robbed enough, you'll definitely awaken your soul. If you can't, I'll go sleep with Xiao Qiqi to help you awaken."
Harley patted her chest, guaranteeing.
"Thank you, Harley."
Bumblebee nodded.
The crowd also lined up to hand over their valuables to Bumblebee, showing no fear at all. Some even stroked his mechanical hand.
New York City residents were already accustomed to this big guy, and many even had fans.
As for Harley, she robbed three or four times a week, sometimes banks, gold shops, or jewelry stores.
At first, people were indeed very scared, but afterwards, everything would be returned. If anything was damaged, it would be bought back at its original price, and the store staff would also receive small gifts, small bottles of youth essence. This item, whether used personally or sold, was a huge profit.
"You're not scared at all, which makes me feel unaccomplished. I'm getting a bit bored."
Harley felt a bit unamused.
The crowd suddenly panicked. If you're bored, what about our gifts?
"Oh no! I'll give you all the money I have. Please don't hurt me."
A famous actress looked at Bumblebee with fear.
"Don't hurt her. Whatever it is, come at me."
A middle-aged man angrily said to Harley.
One by one, they started to act, portraying the role of a victim vividly.
Bumblebee tilted his head in confusion.
Suddenly, Bumblebee pounced, pressing the crowd in front of him beneath his body.
The crowd also let out a scream.
Boom!
A blue beam of light struck Bumblebee, blasting it away.
"You dare to offend a god!"
Loki strode forward, the scepter still glowing faintly with blue light.
"You f***ing hit my car!"
"Shabak!"
Harley instantly burst into rage, her aura becoming violent in an instant. In the blink of an eye, she transformed into her demonic form. She flashed like a black lightning bolt, directly striking Loki through.
"Demons of Hell, how dare you scum appear here."
Another Loki emerged from a different corner.
"Hell is overcrowded lately, and it squeezed me out. Why don't you guess why I know you're here?"
Harley raised her hand and grabbed the air. The Loki next to her instantly vanished, caught in Harley's hand.
"You lost?"
Loki looked at Harley sinisterly, the scepter in his hand piercing Harley's chest.
Harley's eyes were tinged with blue, but Loki didn't see it before it was immediately covered by red.
"I command you, release, prostrate, pledge allegiance to..."
"To your head! I hate it when people hit my chest the most!"
Harley swung her arm, throwing the Loki tightly clutched in her hand like a sandbag, slamming him hard onto the ground.
Instantly, a large pit was smashed into the hard ground.
But Harley still seemed unsatisfied. She unhesitatingly reached out and grabbed Loki again, then, like a raging storm, continuously smashed him onto the ground.