Forced to focus on daily life [Comprehensive English and American]

The day's bad luck continued into the evening.

On this day, Rosie ate dinner slowly as usual, and then took out a Marlboro from the desk drawer in her room. However, due to the bad luck today, she smoked one more than usual. The account liked all the tweets of extreme New Yorkers who dissed Iron Man on Twitter.After a while of puffing, she took out an ashtray from under the bed, put out the cigarette butt, and then rode a broom slowly and flew out from the attic window.

Although Midtown Manhattan has only just been attacked, the New Yorkers who have long been accustomed to the storms have not recovered from this attack. Everyone should eat and drink, even a few hours ago, they still looked desperate. Harry was sitting on the steps in front of his house, resting his chin and watching his border collie running wild in the garden...

The border collie seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly raised its head and barked at Rosie, who was flying in mid-air. She quickly accelerated and slipped away before Harry saw her.

She rode a broom around all the entertainment venues in Brooklyn for two hours without catching any trace of her former boss. Although she could pass the time by swiping pictures and videos of the "Night Witch Support Club" account, the long-term flight at a constant speed It was very easy to make people sleepy, so she could only yawn and find a rather deserted street, intending to say hello to the manhole cover on this street, and then stuff it into someone's garage at random.

She jumped off the broom neatly, and the heels of her high-heeled shoes stepped on the concrete road, making a crisp sound, which was extremely ear-piercing in the quiet street, but the residents on both sides of the street did not open the windows to check, only moths It kept flapping its wings and bumped towards the lampshade of the street lamp, and occasionally there were a few dogs barking in the yard of a distant resident.

Rosie stepped on her high heels and walked a few steps slowly on the road. Her junior broom also seemed to be spiritual, floating in mid-air, following her, and stopped when she stopped, and then Standing beside her, looking around like a guard.

Rosie still appreciates the vigilance of her broom. After all, stealing a manhole cover is such a wicked and shameful thing that no one else should see it.

She patted the broom, then slowly squatted down, staring at the manhole cover under her feet, but before she could make a move, she heard a short laugh.

At this moment, Rosie felt that the hairs on her back were standing on end. She turned her head suddenly, and saw an afterimage of a human figure on the lampshade of a street lamp less than three meters away from her. Seeing clearly, the afterimage has disappeared, leaving only moths flying up and down around the dim light.

She blinked and turned to look at her broom: "I don't have auditory hallucinations, do I?"

The top of the wooden handle of the broom clicked up and down.

She stared at the street lamp for a while, but still didn't see why, she frowned, turned around, and planned to continue moving the manhole cover, but the moment she turned around, the laughter suddenly sounded again When she got up, she threw out her right hand without looking back, and a gun shot out from her sleeve with a "swish", and she also turned around, seeing her gun, under the light of the street lamp, shooting straight at the standing man. A tall figure on a street lamp.

This time, the man didn't disappear, nor did he hide. He just stood where he was, raised his hands slightly, let the night wind gently brush the hem of his long cloak, and shot towards the center of his eyebrows, and then it was like It passed through a projection, pierced through his head, and was nailed to the trunk of a camphor tree in the courtyard of a family behind the street lamp without any hindrance.

This person is wearing a dark green robe with a strange shape, with black slightly long hair hanging casually on his shoulders. He has a handsome appearance and a pair of dark green eyes with a smile. Numbness.

After seeing his face clearly, Rosie felt her eyes darken.

Even though she prays that she doesn't run into a superhero every time she sets off on a night mission, it doesn't mean she's happy to meet a supervillain.

It seems that manhole covers cannot be stolen today.

She didn't change her face, and actually secretly exchanged a bunch of weapons from the system. Seeing her points drop to thirty in an instant, her heart ached.

And the person standing on the opposite street lamp looked down at her, although there was a smile in his eyes, but the smile was not necessarily kind. He clapped his hands and said three "well" in a row, his voice was pleasant, and With a noble and elegant style: "I didn't expect the famous night witch in New York to do such a thing." He squinted his eyes, "It is said that this is... stealing a manhole cover?"

Rosie said blankly: "I didn't expect His Royal Highness from Asgard to know that it is not very respectable to steal manhole covers on Earth."

The other party raised his left eyebrow: "You know me?"

"After all, you have an older brother who is in the Avengers." Rosie raised her chin.

In fact, when she saw the Chitauri running around Manhattan in the afternoon, Rosie had already guessed that it was Loki, the second prince of Asgard who was keen to make trouble, who came to Earth, but she thought No matter how many super villains come, there will always be the Avengers, so I don't care too much.

and so……

"You came to see me?" Rosie asked.

"Of course." The other party replied with a smile.

Rosie reached out and touched her cheek, wiped the cold sweat off her face calmly, and giggled a few times: "Then... what do you want from me?"

Loki slowly floated down from the street lamp, and the cloak behind him flew up with the wind, like a god descending, full of vigor, if he hadn't been seen in the movie before being thrown back and forth by the Hulk like a hammer, then Luo Ji at this moment Qian probably panicked and wanted to smoke ten Marlboros in one go to suppress her shock.

After Loki landed, he took a few steps closer to Rosie, and said softly, "I just think that you are a person with great potential. You shouldn't..." He lowered his eyes and glanced at Rosie's feet. side manhole cover.

Rosie laughed dryly: "Everyone has his own ambition, the second prince of Asgard."

"But one's talent shouldn't be buried, should it?" Loki raised his eyes and looked at her.

Rosie blinked: "My talent?"

"Not bad." Rocky raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Didn't you do a beautiful job at the Central Station a few days ago?"

Rosie's expression froze instantly. She turned her head and stared at Loki, who smiled even deeper: "Don't be surprised, Your Excellency Night Witch, since I've come to Earth, I have to stay for a few days to observe, action will be taken.”

He turned around slightly and began to slowly walk around Rosie, "I used to be just like you, and I focused on pranks, but later, I felt that pranks can't bring anything, no matter how much pranks are, they are just jokes That’s all, even if you take off all the manhole covers in New York, Your Excellency the Night Witch, that’s nothing.”

Rosie exhaled, turned her head to meet Loki's eyes, smiled, and said, "Then what do you mean?"

Loki stopped and looked directly into Rosie's eyes: "You need to release your heart."

"How to release, for example, release you who was locked up in the Avengers base first?" Rosie laughed, and pulled out the r1895 just exchanged from her sleeve, and pressed it against Loki's forehead at a very fast speed On, "If you want to persuade others to release their souls, at least you should show your real body and speak."

Loki's expression didn't change at all because of the r1895 on his forehead. He just looked at Rosie intently. After the two sides confronted each other for 2 minutes, he smiled and said, "At least if someone else sees it now, You should be very surprised, after all, the Night Witch, who is always playing pranks, actually took out a gun."

After speaking, he gradually became transparent and then disappeared into the night.

Rosie was stunned by his words, and after standing there for a while, she put down the hand holding the gun, exhaled, turned her head to the broom next to her and said, "Sorry, the high-end bamboo branch suit will take a while to complete." Time can afford it.”

The wooden handle of the broom shook from side to side, which probably meant it was okay.

Rosie touched the wooden handle of the broom, and then looked down at the manhole cover under her feet. After looking for a long time, she aimed the gun/mouth at the manhole cover. The recoil of the revolver/gun was quite strong, but in the state of the night witch, her physical fitness was extremely high. Being strong, she could basically ignore the recoil force, and pulled the trigger without blinking.

A "bang" sound was extremely ear-piercing in the quiet street. Residents on both sides of the street let out a scream almost a second later, and before they went out to check, Rosie had already jumped on the broom and slanted Sitting, flew to the sky, leaving only a series of giggles.

At the same time, the crisp voice of the fine-separation system rang in her ears.

"Today's night mission has been successfully completed. The completion rate of the main task 'Urban Legend' is 87.9%. There is a special bonus for guns/sounds disturbing the people. The completion rate of the main task 'Urban Garbage' is 1%."

Rosie: "..."

She sat on the broom, tucked the r1895 into her sleeve, and poohed a few times: "Loki hurt me, he wanted to make me a scum of the city, I wouldn't listen to him!"

Broom nodded vigorously up and down.

"I'm going to smoke ten Marlboros when I go back."

Broom continued to nod vigorously.

"No, twenty, the other party is the evil god Loki."

Broom nodded hesitantly.

"Forget it." Just as Rosie was about to say something, the cell phone in the small satchel on her chest rang again. Now she already had an instinctive sense of fear for the ringtone of the cell phone, and she took out the cell phone After seeing that the number on the caller ID did not belong to the boss, he breathed a sigh of relief and pressed the call button.

After a few seconds of silence on the other side, a familiar slightly brisk voice sounded again: "It's so late, Miss Mathers hasn't slept yet?"

Rosie: "...Boss, why did you change your number again?"

The boss on the opposite side spoke more briskly: "The previous mobile phone ran out of battery, so I changed it to call you."

Rosie strongly suppressed the urge to hang up the phone: "...Okay."

"There's a lot of noise over there. Could it be that you're racing around Brooklyn late at night on a motorcycle in Steve's color scheme?"

"..." Rosie, who was flying in mid-air, gripped the broom tightly with one hand, and shook her head quickly, "No, no, just open the window to let in the wind!"

Tony laughed a few times over there: "It's okay, I know, although Miss Mathers is weak and has heart disease, she loves motorcycles..."

"Boss!" Rosie gritted her teeth and yelled. After hearing the other party's more cheerful laughter, she realized that although she was in the state of a night witch, she still couldn't collapse when facing the boss. The gentle voice said angrily, "Mr. Stark, stop making fun of me."

"Okay." Tony coughed twice and cleared his throat. "First thing first, because your Porsche 911 was crushed in Stark Tower, so I will pay you another car."

Rosie said softly, "Just the same as the original one. I don't need the latest technology motorcycle with Thor's color scheme, and I don't need a Ferrari with Hulk color scheme."

"How could Hulk's color scheme be a Ferrari? It should be the tonnage of George Button..." Tony coughed twice, and then said, "Don't worry about this, I will arrange it, and then, the second thing is, you have to go to work tomorrow .”

Rosie: "??? Isn't Stark Tower already???"

"The Stark Building is not the only place where the Stark Group can work." Tony said with a smile.

Rosie: "??? But my car is gone!"

"You should have another one," Tony said. "If you don't remember, I can remind you, Steve..."

"Enough!" Rosie roared angrily, and then hung up the phone. She only woke up when the whirring voice in her ear changed from the boss's laughter to the sound of strong wind. Just now, she seemed to be collapsing. set up.

She gritted her teeth and scolded the boss ten thousand times in her heart, then took out her mobile phone, and was about to call the boss back to apologize, when a text message from an unknown number came right in.

"Someone will pick you up tomorrow."

It's different from the number just now. From this point of view, the boss has more than three mobile phones.

The author has something to say: Nini: I want you to receive my call without defense, hee hee.

George Patton is a tough guy in the car, and the Hulk color scheme must come with a large-tonnage car, hahahahaha.