Superman of the Marvel Universe

"Loki!"

Thor felt a little touched in his heart when the sharp dagger was pressed against his neck.

As expected of his brother...sister, caring so much about him.

But before he could be moved for long, Loki's next words shattered the beauty.

"Shut up, you fake! It's okay for you to do anything to that fool Thor! But you'll be in trouble if you mess with Odin!"

Loki's voice was cold, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

"No matter what you do to Thor, remember to find a knowledgeable magician to cover Heimdall's sight! Also, stay away from me and don't involve me!"

Is this the legendary love between brother and sister?

Give my inspiration back!

Thor couldn't help but smile bitterly. He didn't expect that Loki in any universe would be so...real.

"My stupid brother...sister, Heimdall will not look at me. The real Thor should still be in Asgard."

He took a step back, stretched out his right hand like lightning, grasped Loki's white wrist, twisted it outward, and snatched the enchanted dagger with his bare hands.

"Remember, next time you threaten someone, look into their eyes so you can judge their next move."

Loki did not panic when the dagger was taken away, but only raised his eyebrows in slight surprise.

This is what she once said when she and Sol were sparring.

"Hey, what about this move?"

Loki's expression remained unchanged as he lifted up one of his long legs.

Chicken and egg beat!

Painful!

Looking at the bustling bar patrons, all men couldn't help but gasp.

It's so cruel, this kick!

It hurts to look at it!

Thor's face was twisted and his legs were clamped, as if he had suffered an unprecedented blow.

When he was sparring with Loki before, that bastard had never used this move.

"Hey, I mean you two."

Seeing that the scene was getting more chaotic and the commotion continued to expand, the old bartender had to step in to stop it.

"If you want to solve the trouble, then get out first. Troublemakers are never welcome in Wumen Bar."

Loki showed a trace of impatience on his face and said softly: "Where is the news I want? I've been waiting for half an hour and it's still not sorted out?"

"Madam, the information you want is extraordinary. I have to verify it through multiple channels before I can sell it to you."

The old bartender smiled and replied.

"The reputation of Wumen Bar has always been guaranteed. Children and adults are honest and the goods are genuine. This is my principle in doing business."

Loki said nothing more and sat back on the high chair at the bar.

She came to Wumen Bar with the same intention as Luke.

This is Monaco's territory, and being too presumptuous will cause unnecessary trouble.

Even though he is a good-tempered old bartender now, he was famous in the magic world back then, nicknamed "The Prince of Magic."

Being able to be named "Prince" shows how powerful he is.

It's just like if an average person named himself "Supreme Mage", he would be beaten with a sack before he went out very far.

How can you have a resounding nickname and title without enough strength.

Speaking of Monaco, his father was a British missionary who took his family to India, but was attacked by a group of primitive natives.

Parents are used as sacrifices and thrown into the rations of some evil god.

But Monaque, who was still a baby, survived due to insufficient weight.

The chief of the tribe is a voodoo sorcerer and also knows black magic.

He discovered Monaco's talent, changed his mind, and decided to cultivate it seriously.

What happened next was similar to a cliche eight-o'clock drama.

Monaco learns the truth, and on one side is her murdered parents, and has an innate hatred;

On one side is the tribe where they grew up, with nurturing affection and inner bonds.

The complicated emotions were intertwined, leaving him not knowing how to choose.

As a result, young Monaco fled his hometown and began a long traveling career.

There are several famous things about him.

First, during World War II, he eliminated the evil sorcerers of the Axis powers and gained a huge reputation under the bed.

Second, Monaco loves to raise rabbits and treats them as treasures.

For him, rabbits are a part of life.

There are rumors that the key reason why Monaco hated the evil sorcerers of the Axis powers back then was because a bastard ate the rabbit he raised.

From then on, a blood feud was formed, leading to great disaster.

Therefore, the rabbit raised by Monaco is equivalent to the dog raised by John Wick.

If anyone moves, they will definitely die miserably.

"Loki, although you show such a cold attitude, I am still very happy! I can see you again!"

Sol covered his crotch in an extremely indecent gesture and stood up with difficulty.

He held the bar with one hand and forced a smile on his twisted face.

Loki's beautiful brows frowned slightly.

Could this silly-looking guy really be her brother?

But when did Thor become blind?

And also cut your hair short?

Looking at my figure, I seem to have gained some weight!

"Are you really Thor? Let me ask you, when we were eight years old, we had a fight. Why?"

Loki looked at Thor with a scrutinizing look.

"You turned a frog into a cake made by your mother and put it on Sif's dinner plate, which made her cry. So, I taught you a lesson."

Thor answered without thinking.

"Then let me ask you again, the most shameful thing in Sol's life is that no one else knows this secret."

The corners of Loki's mouth curled up, and his eyes moved, as if he was remembering some interesting memory.

"Uh, can you change the question?"

Sol was a little embarrassed.

"No."

Loki was determined.

"I wore...the Valkyrie's armor and secretly stayed alone."

Thor hesitated for a while, then lowered his voice and said.

As a child, he idolized one of Odin's most powerful legions, the Valkyries.

Those heroic female warriors once made Thor admired them very much.

Wearing women's clothing is naturally an unspeakable past for the prince of Asgard who considers himself brave and fearless.

"You really are Thor!"

Now it was Loki's turn to be surprised.

She didn't expect that the guy standing in front of her was not a fake.

"But...how did you become like this?"

Loki subconsciously reached out and touched Thor's injured right eye, then quickly withdrew it.

"Odin, that old bastard, there's no way he could let you end up like this!"

Thor curled his lips and said calmly: "It's too long to tell. Our sister... wanted to be the king, and then we fought over 'who is the most suitable person'."

Loki's eyes widened, his thin lips tightened, and he said angrily: "Odin has an illegitimate daughter behind his mother's back?"

Obviously, her train of thought was way off base.

"That's too complicated. I won't be able to explain it for a while."

Thor changed the subject. He saw Loki appearing alive in front of him - although his gender had changed, he was still very happy.

"Then why are you...fat?"

Loki looked down, stretched out a finger, and poked Thor's slightly bulging belly.

"Ahem, let's talk about something else - for example, why are you here?"

Sol changed the subject again. He didn't want to talk too much about his figure. It was normal to eat and drink well every day and gain some weight.

"You have learned magic from your mother and are also an excellent master of illusion. Can you participate in the Supreme Mage Contest with your father's permission?"

From the conversation between Loki and the old bartender Monaco, Thor probably guessed what the former was going to do.

Because of the Supreme Mage's battle for supremacy, Wumen Bar's business has been booming during this period, and there is an endless stream of customers buying information.

"Hmph! You don't have to worry about it! Why didn't that old bastard Odin see you standing up when he scolded me, and now he cares about me instead? How hypocritical!"

Loki immediately lost his temper when Odin was mentioned.

His originally gentle expression suddenly turned cold.

"She ran away from home. This message is free, if you want to know why, you can purchase a reliable message."

Monaco, the old bartender who was cleaning the bar table, spoke out, earning Loki a vicious look.

"Don't mind your own business, Monaco! Asgard's affairs are not something you can interfere with!"

The princess of Asgard threatened.

"Well, when I didn't say it."

Monaco raised Shuangshuang in a gesture of surrender.

"I just want to do more business, nothing else."

"You ran away from home?"

Thor grabbed Loki's wrist. What happened in Asgard that made Loki leave Asgard and come to the world of Midgard?

"It's none of your business! When I become the Supreme Mage, I can... Anyway, I have my own plan!"

Loki shook off his brother with no good expression.

Just as the brother and sister were in a stalemate, Luke lined up the two people and stood in the middle.

“There’s always an answer to any question, it’s just a matter of time.”

He made a casual remark to lighten the atmosphere and winked at Thor.

"You'd better get down to business first."

Only then did Thor remember his original purpose, coughed twice, and said softly: "Loki, um... can you lend me some money?"