bucky barnes and little boy

Alf felt a little sad at that moment.

Or, not just some.

Because he felt a throbbing pain somewhere in his chest.

He dropped the long sword in his hand and squatted on the ground with a dull expression.

He was thinking, why did things become like this?

Loki will be angry.Yes, of course he knew this, so he tried every means to appease him and deliberately prevented him from seeing the scene just now.

But it seems to have miscalculated again.

In matters of emotion, even a mind that is proficient in calculations cannot predict the correct result.

What should he do?Go and coax people back?

Alf shook his head inwardly.

He thought of the look in Loki's eyes when he turned around just now, so decisive, without any hesitation.

He didn't want to compromise anymore.

Alf sat like this, thinking about a lot of things in his mind, and he was still immersed in his own thoughts until the day became clear.

He even forgot that he was still at the scene of a murder.

Until the patrolling guards discovered all this...

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In the hall of Asgard, Alf was sent for questioning.

No one wants to believe that all this is the crime of the elf prince who is loved by everyone.

However, the dried blood of Heimdall on the long sword, and Alf's unique aura was stained on it.

Maybe he just needs to explain a few words, for example, he just passed by by chance, for example, he was framed by someone.

Everyone will choose to believe him unconditionally.

However, Alf at the moment doesn't seem to care about these things. If the person you love the most already regards you as a duplicity, vicious villain with a heart like a snake, do you still need to care about what other people think of you?

"Heimdall was killed by me. As you can see, I pierced his heart with a sword." Alf's voice was clear and calm, as if explaining a very ordinary thing.

"Why, what did he do, you want to kill him?" Odin's expression remained calm, which is the demeanor a king must have.

"He has what I want in his body." Alf replied frankly, he spread his palm, and there was an orange gemstone floating in it.

Sol difference: "What's that? In Heimdall's body?"

"Is it the Soul Stone?" Odin quickly saw the key, "I heard such rumors a long time ago, but it has not been confirmed."

"Yes, now I have confirmed it for you."

"Alf!" The spear in Odin's hand struck the ground, making a low echo, and his tone was majestic, "You will be sentenced to life for murder, guards, take him to the dungeon and guard him well. And You must also hand over that gem."

"What identity do you think you use to order me? The king of the gods?" Alf raised his head, and there was a terrifying fierceness in his eyes that were as moist as water, and his whole body was soon covered by an orange. Wrapped in yellow energy.

At that time, no one dared to approach him easily.

Odin finally showed his anger, "Alf, you must know that disobeying the orders of the father of the gods is tantamount to treason. Are you going to be an enemy of the whole of Asgard?"

"No, Alf, I believe you must have a reason for doing this, do you have any other unspeakable secrets." Saul persuaded from the side.

Frigga's eyes were also full of worry, "Alf, my child, don't make your father angry anymore."

"There is no reason. I just want to become stronger." He lowered his head and murmured, but no one could hear what he said clearly. In an instant, another figure appeared in the hall.

It was Malekith, who still held the Cosmic Rubik's Cube snatched from Odin's arsenal in his hand.

"Malekis? How could he..." Odin's doubts were quickly resolved when he saw Alf's expression, "It's you, you teamed up?"

"No, how could I join forces with a stupid and ugly dark elf, he is just a tool I use to get rid of you annoying guys." Alf stretched out his right hand, and Malekith obediently handed the Rubik's Cube to the universe. It reached his palm, "Now Malekith, I leave this place to you."

Leaving this understatement, Alf also disappeared in the hall of Asgard.

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Alf did not send the soul gem to the territory of a certain interstellar overlord as agreed. Although Thanos may know all this sooner or later, and then he can't hold back and come to trouble himself, but he doesn't care.

The day after his return to Earth, Thor's wrath and his crimes in Asgard came as expected.

He didn't want to know how Odin, Thor, and the gods of Asgard finally worked together to drive away Malekith, who possessed ether energy.

But it looks like a dire situation.

Because it took less than an hour for Thor to convince the entire Avengers to list himself as the number one wanted target.

He could imagine that Dr. Banner began to use various instrument data to locate his whereabouts by detecting the Rubik's Cube taken away by him.

Tony Stark probably also searched for himself through satellites around the world with the assistance of Jarvis.

And Clinton, Natasha, Steve...

Probably all geared up.

Oh, by the way, and a Bruce Wayne.

He seems to have also used the monitoring system of the Batcave to locate his tracks around the world after listening to Tony's narration.

Think about it, a week ago, most of this group of people were busy courting themselves!

A man is indeed an animal that can turn its face faster than a book.

Ex-boyfriend even more.

How heartless!

Alf ate the last matcha-flavored mousse cake in the box in front of him, thinking angrily.

Not even eating a big box of desserts could make him feel any better.

In particular, in order not to be found by those superheroes in the shortest possible time, he could not live in any property under his own name, but ran to such a dilapidated civilian area in Queens and rented such a small apartment building .

Of course, if he just uses magic to convince the landlord that he has paid, this method is also considered a rent.

"Dong dong dong—" the untimely knock on the door rang when Alf was in a slightly irritable mood.

Did the landlord suddenly get smart enough to go to the bank to check the accounts and find out he didn't get the rent, or has the Avengers guy peacefully learned to knock on the door?

"Dong dong dong—" A few more times, it sounded more urgent than before.

"Excuse me, is there anyone inside? Can you... help me?" Then came a young and immature voice.

Alf was a little impatient, but he went over to open the door, and there was indeed a young boy who looked to be in his teens standing at the door, "Are you—" Just as he was about to ask the other party why he came, he looked down again. There seemed to be a—corpse lying on the ground?

Is this to save lives or to hide corpses?

"No, no, don't get me wrong, I met this man on the road just now, and I saw him passed out on the ground." The boy saw various surprised expressions flashing across Alf's face, and hurriedly explained, "I I wanted to take him to the police station or the hospital, but..." He pointed to the man on the ground, turned him over to lie on his back, and then grabbed his metal arm, and the clothes were obviously still there. Undried blood stains.

It turned out to be——

Alf was a little dumbfounded, not because of the metal arm or blood stains of the unconscious man, but because he recognized the face.

Bucky Barnes.

A good friend that Captain America wants to find out in his dreams.

In the end, of course, Alf accepted the somewhat reckless boy and Bucky on the ground. He gave Bucky a general examination, and found that there were some skin traumas.

It's not known if he escaped from Hydra's base, or if he was sent out on a mission and got into trouble.

"So, you suspect that he is someone with a special identity? But why did you bring him home?" After putting Bucky on his bed to rest, Alf began to question the boy in the room.

A normal teenager wouldn't just pick up a bloody person with a metal arm on the street, right?

"I... just... I think you can help him. Although I don't know whether he is a good guy or a bad guy, I can't just leave him alone!" The boy's answer seemed a little too naive.

"Are you not afraid that he will wake up and kill you or me?"

"No, he can't kill me." The boy was very confident when he said this, "Besides you are-" He seemed to realize that he said something that shouldn't be said, and quickly covered his mouth.

"What about me?" Alf vaguely sensed that this boy was different.

"No...no, I mean, I don't think he's a bad guy."

Of course, the probability of a person meeting for the first time admitting that he is not an ordinary human being is about 0. Alf will not be so stupid as to spend this time and energy on asking, but——

"Boom—" He gathered a small magic ball in his palm and attacked the boy.

"Whoosh—" At a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, the boy suddenly jumped to the ceiling, and his limbs seemed to be naturally sticky, hanging firmly upside down.

A hole the size of a football had been burned in the wall directly in front of the house.

"Oh, that...actually...I can explain—"

Under Alf's gaze, the boy jumped back to the ground, scratching his head, a little embarrassed.

The author has something to say: Hahahahaha, if you can’t guess the identity of the strange little boy like this

You hang on to yourself~~~~~

After breaking up, we are going to start a new journey to tease men!

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