[Reunion] The earth has been invaded again

The top floor of the Byron Building has just been replaced with black and gray futuristic decoration these days, it is said that it is to welcome Bucky to move in, and it looks less dazzling at last.

Lacey was alone in the spacious living room. She was leaning on the sofa with her chin in her hands. The fully automatic massage device under her body changed its arc continuously with her movements. Her eyes were a little lonely and sad.This young girl is enjoying one of the best high-altitude views in New York, her eyes are confused but unfocused, and her eyes keep changing with the clouds in the distance.

Bucky has some things to deal with recently and flew abroad.

There are terrorists or something trying to occupy New York, and the captain is on duty.

Tony just finished collecting the December models for a new magazine and is currently recuperating.

Only the black SUV of S.H.I.E.L.D. is still stationed incomparably downstairs of her house, proving that the earth is still quite dangerous, and Fury still has no plans to give up on her.

Hey, it's really boring.

"It looks like you're going crazy when you're idle." A familiar voice came from behind, and Lacey turned her head in surprise, looking at the person with bright eyes.

"I'm just here to give you something back." Panicked by her look, Loki in casual Asgardian clothes unconsciously straightened his back, pursed his thin lips even tighter, and asked, "Tell me, what do you want?" What?"

Lacey blinked her beautiful big eyes, as if she just remembered about the return Loki promised, her sly eyes turned, which gave Loki a little bad feeling.

"Play a game with me, Loki." For some reason, Lacey smiled happily, which made her already beautiful eyebrows and eyes more vivid.Leaning closer to Loki, she said in a strange tone, "It's going to be fun, very interesting."

"..."

Although he was thinking how cool and domineering Lao Tzu would play games with you, Loki still took a deep breath and tried to convince himself that he didn't come down from Asgard specifically to kill the mortal in front of him.

"You'll like it, Loki." Lacey ignored Loki's changing face, she opened her arms and walked to the French window, although she felt like a second child, she tried to encourage Loki with a serious voice: " Have you seen this New York? How beautiful, and this America, isn’t it intoxicating.”

"Hmph." Loki nodded slightly, and made a single sound to indicate that he heard it.Although I don't know what Lacey is selling, it is undeniable that he has indeed been aroused a little interest.

"I know you can change your appearance, I will give you an invulnerable identity, well, let's start from the center of American dominance, when the time comes, you can use SHIELD, CIA, FBI, whatever you want Go. You know, the so-called conquest of the earth and the invasion of the blue star by you people are really weak, and now New York is still alive and well in the United States, and the earth is still so beautiful..."

"Important." Loki interrupted impatiently.

"Thomas William, this handsome young man looks exactly like you. I really don't know whether to celebrate him or mourn him."

Lacey waved her hands happily a few times, and the holographic image soon appeared photos and videos of this unlucky guy.

"It's kind of interesting." Loki looked at the virtual image, not knowing whether he was boasting about the miraculous high-tech of the earth, or Thomas' face that he was so familiar with.He stared at Lacey through the virtual image and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Looking at Loki's equally bright eyes, Lacey felt a little familiar.But she didn't think much about it, and continued to tell Loki her plan: "Yankees, Brits, Frenchmen, and who knows what, all of them want to infiltrate the Byron family - they always feel that I am doing bad things. "

She curled her lips and paused for a moment, but quickly returned to the cheerful look just now, and said quickly with a smile: "But they are the ones who like the worst things the most, and there are always some bloodthirsty beasts in elegant human skin in the political arena How about I put you next to our future president? There will be a change of term soon, and our future president always needs a special assistant."

"Your people?" Rocky was referring to the presidential candidate.

"No, it's just an exchange of benefits. Yankees are too disobedient, and I just want to stay in the United States for a while. So they must be obedient." Lacey held his chin with an innocent face.

"Auburn hair first, well, shorter and curly. Eyes are blue, try to give me a big smile - it's not bad but something doesn't feel right - can you not smile so hideously? Looking at Loki's smile in the mirror, Lacey always felt that it was not as good as in the photo. Her hand unconsciously grabbed the small curly hair on the top of Loki's head, completely ignoring Rocky's face that was about to turn black.

"Let go of your hand!" Loki held back his anger, he felt that this hairstyle was simply ugly, regardless of Lacey's obstruction, he directly made his hair shorter and straighter, and by the way, had a back hairstyle.

"Why do you like the back of your head so much? Don't you think it's old-fashioned, and it looks like your hairline is worrying." Lacey directly messed up his meticulous hairstyle, "It's more lively this way, and my craftsmanship is even the best in the United States. The tall, rich and handsome Tony Stark has nothing to say."

Fiddled with Loki's hair, but Lacey didn't notice that Loki's eyes that were about to eat people gradually softened. He lowered his eyes, and unconsciously his earlobe fainted a little pink.

"It's not bad, let's keep your hairstyle like this. Don't show your vicious lower teeth, and your skin is too pale and scary, can you make it a little rosier? Forget it, it's better not to waste your magic power." Lacey After pinching Loki's cheeks a few times, his cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This is much better." Lacey concluded, she is still quite satisfied with her work.

"Mortal! No next time!" Loki glared at her.

"Lacey, Sissy, little Lacey, normal earthlings don't call ants, mortals and humans, not even ants!" Biting her lip, Lacey thought for a while, "Practice, and in the next few days After reading those daily reference books, I should go to bed."

Resisting the urge to strangle this idiot to death, Loki looked at the half-human tall book she was pointing at, the veins on his forehead twitched, and he didn't want to say a word to her again.

Loki took a deep breath, trying to pick out one that he was slightly interested in reading among the messy books.

"1000 Examples of Workplace Skills"——God needs skills?I lost.

"How to Become a Successful Person"-Is this still taught by mortals?I lost.

"The Workplace Is Like a Battlefield: Never Fight Unprepared"-this is obviously more suitable for that idiot Saul, right?I lost.

"100 Business Example Sentences (English, French, German and Italian)" - It seems that a mortal once said something I couldn't understand, because he didn't know the language.This one stays.

"Modern History of the West" - looks pretty good.Stayed.

The Encyclopedia—what the hell is this big set of hardbacks?weapon?Just throw it aside.

"Approaching the Future of High Technology: Stark Industries Exhibition" - related to the Tin Woodman?must stay.

"American Raiders: Playing with America"-this book must have been accidentally put in by Lacey, right?Hide it first, take it back and take a peek, this author must be a talent, circled in red pen.

"Thick Black Studies" - What is this tadpole-like literature?can't read.lost.

"Chronicle of the Presidents of the United States (Revised Edition)" - I think this book is useful, please read it first.

When Lacey woke up and went to the living room, he saw Loki sleeping on the sofa, surrounded by a sea of ​​books in chaos, with the "Encyclopedia" on his head, and a copy of "Shakespeare's Tragedy" in his hand. A copy of "American Raiders: Playing America" ​​was revealed.

"When did I put these two books in?" Lacey was puzzled, squatting down and carefully trying to pull out the book that Loki padded his waist.

"What are you doing?" Loki sat up suddenly, startling her.

Lacey looked at his red eye sockets and the blue under his eyes, and asked, "When did you see it? Isn't it uncomfortable to sleep like this?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Loki replied, and he stretched out his hand to comb his hair a little. "I've read all the useful ones. The people in the courtyard do have such wisdom that even the gods admire."

"That's it?" Lacey looked at his face, trying to find some guilty conscience, but unfortunately, there was only calmness on it.She had no choice but to ask, "Then which book impressed you the most?"

Loki's fingers tightened subconsciously, and he replied nonchalantly: "The essence is already engraved in my mind, why are you asking this? Are you questioning a god?"

"You are the god of lies." Lacey whispered to herself, and said, "I forgot another book, "Norse Mythology". Here, take it home and read it slowly. It is absolutely wonderful!"

Loki took the book in her hand suspiciously. Just looking at the cover, it seemed to be in line with his own taste, so he put it away and said, "Then I'm leaving, goodbye."

Holding back a smile, Lacey also said, "Goodbye."

Loki could never have imagined what a dreadful book he had brought back to Asgard, any more than he could have imagined that stupid mortals could be so stupid.

"Loki: Odin, remember the old days,

We were once brothers of flesh and blood;

Not mead for both of us to drink,

You will never drink it alone.

— "Rocky's Controversy"

Loki read the words in the book softly, frowned and said: "Although the poem is written enough to catch the eye, what is written on it? Will Odin and I be brothers? Even if it's Sol, it's not right, they are connected by blood? hum."

He frowned tightly and continued to read: "Loki, one of the leaders of the Asa clan, his parents were giants, and all his brothers and sisters were also terrifying giants. But a long time ago, Loki and the Lord of the Gods Odin became a sworn brother who shared life and death with each other by fate. Later, because of this relationship, Loki became one of the leaders of the gods in Asa Garden." After a pause, he murmured: " How can you rule God so easily with such a relationship? It’s really mortal’s wisdom, it’s ridiculous.”

"Loki's appearance is dignified, handsome and noble." After reading this, Loki chuckled and continued, "However, his temperament is very perverse, he cheats everywhere, and acts recklessly. At the same time, his ability to bluff and deceive Very strong, full of tricks, and full of tricks." Loki read the last few words word by word, with the corners of his mouth raised, and said: "You still know me quite well."

It reads again: "Thus, Loki was a man of great importance in the garden of the Asa, though the Asagi gods, who were of the upright nature, saw him very much as a nuisance."

He closed the book, and said to himself: "Now I know the reason why the woman in the courtyard gave me this book before she left—she was probably afraid that I would tear down her house."

He lowered his head and smiled, and turned the page again: "Loki is the father of many evil monsters in Norse mythology..." After reading this, Loki frowned again, "Fenrir the giant wolf, Yermungandr the snake in the courtyard, Sea of ​​Death La——Is the person who wrote this book mentally ill or pitted? Hasn’t he done any research on biological inheritance and genetic matching? According to American law, I can sue them for defamation!"

Loki threw the book far away in anger, and sat on the throne of the Golden Palace sullenly.

After a while, he finally felt less stuffy in his chest, so he slowly took out the book he had secretly taken away.

""American Raiders: Fun with America", the name is really good, but I don't know what's going on with the content. The people in the courtyard are so surprised that this kind of book can be published? If the writing is good, the next time you invade the earth, you can invite the author himself Join my army."

Lacey, who was sorting out books at home: "Strange, where did that travel guide go?"

The author has something to say: Rocky: Why do you want to poke your kidney every time you meet?

Lacey: Scumbag, are you sure you want me to attack this tsundere god?

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Upright young Thomas.

☆、Baji Xiaofanwai

On a sunny morning, in an old-looking church in the suburbs, there were no pious believers praying at this time, and there were no clergymen of various colors present. The flowers used for decoration were fragrant with dew, and the morning light hit the face of the benevolent Lord. on, looking holy and good.

A young girl who looked frail and frail was sitting alone on a bench. She raised her head and looked at the statue of the so-called most merciful god.

This is a very beautiful girl, and this beauty does not refer to her appearance-although her appearance is indeed admirable-but she has an air of peace and tranquility that surrounds her, and her gray eyes that occasionally reveal sadness Eyes, people can't help but feel affection for her.

She just sat there quietly, the morning light gave her a layer of halo, and she looked like an angel sent by God to redeem the world from a distance.

She wasn't praying, and there was nothing devout in her eyes.But she seemed to be crying, although no sound was made in this silent space, and no liquid gushed from her beautiful eyes.

But she was crying.

Her eyes stared blankly at the idol, her face was expressionless and seemed to be numb, or perhaps numb.

God, if you can save the world, why don't you save me?

Living like monsters in this sinful world, people's trembling awe hides fear, loathing, dread, disdain, jealousy, and perhaps those nasty and disgusting desires.The original sin of mankind always surrounds me and makes me feel suffocated.

When did I start to hear their heart sounds?

Why did you let me hear their heart sounds?

I also wanted to take this as your gift, to make my genius name more resounding.But in the end, it just painted a more ferocious stroke on my terrifying monster body, causing countless people to show fear.

God, why do you want me to come into this cold world, just to spread my sin and evil?

Warm blood can't change the temperature in my heart, and a hypocritical family always makes people want to destroy it.They basked in the glory, but it was all theirs.What about me?

bang bang-

There were two sounds of silenced guns, and then a distressed figure rolled in through the window with the sound of glass shattering.

"Boss?" The man standing outside held a gun and asked for instructions.

Interrupted, she waved her hand impatiently, frowned and looked at the blood-stained man on the ground: "It's you again."

The man stared at her with deep eyes, panted quietly, and did not answer.

She squatted down, looked up and down, and smiled imperceptibly: "Six gunshot wounds, well, one is quite fresh."

"It seems that the hint last time is a bit useful. Hydra's brainwashing is so simple and rude, there are always loopholes." Seemingly satisfied with the man's tense but unguarded posture, she smiled and said, "Are you interrupting again?" It's time for my contemplation, dearie. Should I kill you this time?"

What responded to her was the man's straightforward coma.

"Quentin, take him back to the lab and tell those lunatics that the little black cat is coming again." She ordered in a low voice.

"Yes, boss." The tall Italian man came in at some point, and was about to drag him away as usual when he heard the order.

"Forget it, take it back first." Seeing the man's defenseless appearance, she changed her mind again, "Let Dr. Pietro go to my place."

"Yes, boss."

The author has something to say: Lacey: I didn't betray the world, but this cold world betrayed me.

Bucky: Touch your head.

☆、Warren's small episode

It was the first time he saw such a beautiful girl of the same age. She was wearing a white dress, with a beautiful pink bow tied on her blond hair, standing there quietly.

like an angel.

"Hey, why are you hiding here alone?" She raised her head, looked at him with a sweet smile, and asked, "How did you get up so high?"

He didn't answer the people under the tree, but just lowered his head and buried his head on his knees. He felt a little inferior.

There was a rustling sound under the tree, he didn't raise his head to look, but he was a little happy knowing that she didn't turn around and leave directly.

"You're from the Worthingtons, aren't you?"

Her voice sounded so close that he peeked through the gaps, only to see the dirty dirt marks on her lovely little white leather shoes.

"I'll leave if you don't say anything." She seemed a little angry and wanted to stand up.

He silently grabbed her skirt, raised his head a little, and looked at her with big round moist eyes.

She rolled her eyes indecently, but in his eyes, she was extremely cute. She sat down again and said, "Stop talking and beat you."

"I..." He hesitated, looked at her half-impatient and half-serious face, and said, "I flew up."

To his surprise, she did not exclaim or disbelieve, but looked at him carefully from head to toe.

"Looking at you, this sentence seems to be quite credible." She looked at his clean clothes and neat shoes, not like climbing up a tree.

"Do you believe it?" He looked up at her in surprise, his blue eyes were full of joy, and there was a hint of pleading.

"Yeah." She replied.

He laughed, this was his first smile in this period of time, the warm sunlight sprinkled on his face through the gaps in the leaves, it seemed to make his smiling face warm.

He took her hand and said with a smile, "May I fly with you?"

Before she could answer, a pair of small wings stretched out from his back, flapping unsteadily, he took the hand of the little angel he had just met, and took the lead in flying into the air.

She looked at all this in amazement, and tried to stretch out a foot, the little boy with wings on his back gave her a gentle tug, and then—

thump.

Unprepared, the two little angels fell directly into the soft lawn, taking a mouthful of the fragrance of green grass and soil.

"What a fool!" she complained angrily, looking terribly embarrassed.

He dared not look at her, feeling ashamed.

"What are you doing lying there?" She pushed him.

"You...are you not angry?" He asked cautiously.

"What are you thinking about?" She pushed again, urging: "Hurry up, we still have time to come a few more times before dinner, anyway."

He looked at her impatient face, dirty, covered with grass and dirt, but it really looked like an angel.

"Why are you so dumb? Do you have autism..." She muttered in a low voice, "But those wings are really cool, although they look a bit like Cupid, but I can bear it for the sake of being able to fly. It seems that I need to apply to the boss for a training plan. He like me is definitely not good. Maybe I can train him by myself? How about starting with some weights? It’s really troublesome. I don’t know how much ordinary human cubs can bear... ..."

The girl looked at him with sparkling eyes, as if she was looking at a perfect work of art.

He shook involuntarily, and the little wings behind him also shrank.

The author has something to say: Lacey: Boss, can I bring that little guy from Worthington back to the headquarters to play?

Warren: Plop - plop - plop -