American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

"We also found it strange, so after the competition, we specifically contacted several judges on the scene. After a detailed conversation, we were surprised to find that Loki really did participate in the competition.

However… he seemed to have left midway due to some matter, not making it to the end."

"As we continued our investigation, in the surveillance footage from Citibank, we discovered that Loki had a brief confrontation with the robbers inside the bank......"

"I don't think he was being a hero."

Raising an eyebrow, Director Fury quickly made a judgment.

Coulson nodded, agreeing: "Yes, Director. We carefully reviewed the surveillance footage and found that Loki gave the robbers two items before leaving.

One of them was a green balloon deer, which was unremarkable.

But the other was an octagonal stone block. SHIELD's intelligence analysts suspect that it is likely a magical artifact."

Magical artifact?

Instinctively twitching his leg, Nick Fury thought of his painful experience again.

His leg cast had only been removed for a few days, and he didn't want to go through that again!

"Now, has that magical artifact been recovered?"

Fury's face didn't reveal his likes or dislikes, he just subconsciously tapped the table with his fingers, which was a sign that he was deep in thought.

"Spider-Man took it."

Spreading his hands, Coulson asked:

"Director, should we negotiate with Spider-Man to retrieve that suspected magical artifact?"

After a moment of silence, Fury slowly shook his head.

"Not for now."

He always had an Avengers Initiative in mind, and Spider-Man was a promising candidate.

Before the plan is implemented, there is no need to get into a dispute with him over a magical artifact that seems to have little use.

Anyway... SHIELD is always capable of taking it back, so let him keep it safe for now.

"Oh, there's one more thing."

Coulson patted his head, suddenly remembering something.

"Mr. Tony Stark was rescued from Afghanistan by Constantine and his team.

As soon as he returned, Tony Stark immediately announced that he would shut down all weapons research and development departments. I heard that his uncle Obadiah had a major conflict with him over this matter...

Now the outside world is going crazy, and Stark Industries' stock price has plummeted continuously… Director, you didn't buy any, did you?"

"… …"

With a dark face, Nick Fury cursed inwardly.

He had secretly sent people to acquire some Stark Industries stock before, intending to make a fortune, but he didn't expect Tony's antics to trap him directly.

Now, Fury's heart is bleeding!

Touching his wallet, Coulson was also on the verge of tears.

Who would have thought that after a trip to Afghanistan, the first thing Tony did upon returning was to slash his own company.

This guy is ruthless!

… …

The time came to the evening, at Tony Stark's seaside villa.

"Tony, that thing on your chest is really cool, can you install one for me too?"

No matter where or when, Deadpool's silly style never fades.

He knocked on the Arc Reactor on Tony's chest, his mouth watering with envy.

Smoking a cigarette, Constantine sat lazily on the sofa to the side, teasing.

"Wade, are you sure you don't want to secretly sell it for money?"

Constantine could see through Deadpool's little thoughts without even looking.

Having his little thoughts seen through, Deadpool was not ashamed but proud.

He put his hands on his hips, raised his face, and said confidently.

"Constantine, you must be jealous of my economic mind.

As long as Tony and I form a team, with Tony manufacturing small reactors and me selling them on the black market.

Selling ten or eight a day, non-stop all day long, dividing the profits fifty-fifty, wouldn't we take off directly?"

Pushing away Deadpool's outstretched arm, Tony stood up from the sofa and leaned against the table, pouring himself a glass of red wine.

"Wade, your thick skin really amazes me.

Fifty-fifty split, you're dreaming."

"Don't, Tony, don't you think this is a great idea?"

"Not at all." Tony curled his lips and denied it outright.

"Don't, Tony~ If I don't make some money, Vanessa and I won't be able to pay the rent!"

Being rejected, Deadpool let out a howl and knelt on both knees, sliding forward 3 meters, hugging Tony's thigh and refusing to let go, as if hugging a god of wealth with golden thighs.

Pulling him twice but failing to shake him off, Tony questioned with a dark face.

"Didn't I give you a reward of $200,000? Is it gone so quickly?"

"Uh…"

Deadpool stared, and said shily: "Didn't I want to double my assets and invest in the stock market?"

"Did you make any money?"

Constantine smiled wickedly, glancing over.

"No... that thing is too evil, it always targets me! Whatever I buy falls, it's gone in less than a day.

Now, I don't even dare to go home......"

Deadpool's heart ached, it really hurt too much!

No... he needs to find some balance.

"Constantine, you're still laughing, isn't your money also in the stock market?"

"That's right, but as a novice, I'm still very focused. Taking advantage of this big drop, I used all my funds to buy Stark Industries stock.

Deadpool, don't blame me for not reminding you, now is the best time to enter the market!"

He smiled confidently, pointed to the Arc Reactor on Tony's chest, revealing a knowing expression.

"...... That's right!"

Rising from the ground with a whoosh, Deadpool shook his head and laughed excitedly.

"My Constantine, you are brother enough, this kind of inside information, I'll go buy it now......"

Speaking of the word buy, his face suddenly changed, and he collapsed on the ground with a thud, like a fish that had lost its dream.

"Fack You... I have no money! !"

Constantine stifled a laugh.

Deadpool... you really can't seize the opportunity even when it's given to you!

Tony was also speechless.

So damn silly!

Suddenly, a knock came from the door.

Dong dong dong.

"Hello~ Tony, your good friend Loki has come to see you~"

The three turned their heads and found a man dressed flamboyantly standing outside the glass door, waving towards them.

"… … Loki."

Choosing not to open the door, Tony stood up with a cold face.

"Loki, what are you doing here?"

Every time the other party appeared, he suffered a great loss.

The first time was at the Four Seasons Hotel.

Not only was the party ruined by the other party, but his embarrassment was also recorded by reporters, and even now some people on the Internet are still talking about him.

The second time was at the Jericho Missile press conference.

The existence of the wraith almost cost him his life.

"Don't be so heartless, Tony, I'm not here to fight you this time."

Seeing that the other party didn't open the door, Loki smiled, directly took out a paint palette from behind his butt, and casually dipped some paint with a brush and smeared it on the glass door.

Whoosh.

A red wooden door magically appeared.

Then, as Loki put his hand on the doorknob and twisted it.

Click.

In the dumbfounded expressions of the few people, he just... came in!

[Emotional value from Wade Wilson + 673.]

[Emotional value from Tony Stark + 681.]