Birth of a Goddess [Comprehensive English and American]

The night wind howled past, even though he was wrapped in the red Stark tights, Peter still felt a chill creeping up his back.

Those familiar blue eyes just stared at him calmly, but Peter was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands. For some reason, he always felt that the other party was just looking into his eyes, and Peter had a kind of feeling all over his body. The illusion that he has seen through everything up and down.

'Who is this man?He's sitting in a wheelchair, hey, it can't be legs...'

"Why did he appear in front of Elisa's house, and what is his relationship with Elisa?"

'Could he be an outlaw?Or did he know Eliza?Then why haven't I seen him around here before'

……

Charles sensed the messy thoughts in the mind of the young superhero on the opposite side, flying past almost like a barrage of bullets. For a while, Charles had the illusion that his mind was being shot by mental bullets .Even when he sensed ten ordinary people at the same time, he didn't have such a headache like this moment.

Even so, Charles still kept paying attention to Peter's thoughts, and even strengthened the induction of consciousness, gradually turning his thinking direction towards the information he wanted to know.

He stopped guiding Peter when he captured the scene of the black-haired woman getting into a taxi with a suitcase in Peter's mind.

After thinking wildly for a while, Peter seemed to wake up suddenly, and he showed the man in front of him a gentle smile, "Looking forward to our next meeting, Mr. Parker." While saying this, Charles told Raven and Eric behind him in his mind——

'Leave, Christo is not here. '

Looking at the black car leaving in the dust, Peter stretched out his hand several times, but he didn't really stop the car.But it was impossible for him to watch these suspicious people leave like this.Glancing at the wall of the house next door, Peter quickly climbed up the wall and quietly followed the black car at a distance of more than ten meters, above its head.

But when he came to the corner of the street and was about to follow, he suddenly heard a voice that sounded in his mind unexpectedly, 'Go back, kid. Immediately Peter felt that his feet seemed to be caught by something, and when he lowered his head and finally untied the twisted window bars tightly wrapped around his ankles, he had lost the trace of the black car just now.

Peter sighed in frustration, and was about to turn his head back towards home, but suddenly something sounded, his body that had already turned his head twisted violently, and he jumped lightly towards the direction of the city center.

===

At this time, on the side of the top floor of the Stark Building, the highest point in Manhattan, New York, there were already some scratches on the golden-red battle suit. Although the number was not many, it was enough to shock those who understood.

But at this time, Tony didn't care about the wear and tear of his battle suit at all. While manipulating the movement of his battle suit, he quickly dodged one after another attack with green light flashing. The man in green robe in front of him smiled elegantly. , holding a long cane with a strange shape in his hand, but he didn't mean to show mercy.Each of those seemingly soft green lights came swiftly and unpredictably. With just a little bit of rubbing, there would be an extra mark on Tony's carefully crafted steel suit.

"Damn it, why did Sol release this man again! Asgard's prison is not as good as Gotham's Arkham Asylum!"

Tony complained unscrupulously, and now the only artificial intelligence butler who can hear him complain is working hard. Stark's words are turned into a series of numbers and he unconsciously added them to the calculation program, resulting in the artificial intelligence that has always been running orderly. The smart housekeeper inadvertently appeared "stuck".

Why can't he find relevant cases for a lot of things that my husband said recently?

Even though he was so confused, he still dutifully passed the news to the organization on the other side—although the husband has been reluctant to admit that they are "a group", but from the knowledge learned by Mr. Smart Housekeeper, their The behavior is completely in line with the so-called "love and kill each other" model.

#Mr. Housekeeper, who is on the verge of being repaired every day, has worked hard today#

The woman with burgundy curly hair was wearing a black tights and was lazily leaning on the leather sofa. Her mobile phone rang suddenly, and at the same time, the man at the desk next to her also received the same message.Holding the goblet in one hand, she gently took a sip of the wine to her mouth, and clicked on the message interface with her right hand, and the text message that popped up made her frown.

Almost at this time, the door was suddenly opened, and a thin man hurried in from the door, "Urgent mission, we need to leave now."

The woman's red lips were slightly separated from the edge of the wine glass, the corners of her mouth were slowly drawn up, her eyes moved, and the eyes of the other two people in the room fell directly on her, but they didn't show anything special when facing such a beauty look.After working with her for so long, do you still know that she looks like a rose with thorns, but in fact she is an unblinking/man-eating flower.

"Then, let's go." As the woman said, she lazily stood up from the sofa, stretched her muscles and bones briefly, and her fingers "clicked" under her pressure, "By the way, take a look, that Asgard What kind of moth is going to be punished this time for the prince's illness?"

Seeing the gentle smile on her face, the only two men present couldn't help but sympathize with the troublemaker who didn't want to die.

And the green-robed man who was proudly "playing" with the tiny humans in the atrium was still laughing wildly on the Stark Tower, teasing the little golden-red bugs in front of him leisurely, with a look of interest in his eyes The look on his face, he didn't imagine those people who were approaching him at all.

"People from the central court." He waved the cane in his hand casually, the corners of his mouth curled up, and looked at the other party shrunk in the golden-red armor, curled his lips with some disdain, "Oh, it's just a delusion to surpass one's own ability with strange skills and ingenuity. Even if they stand at the current height, they are still just reptiles on the ground.” As he spoke, he raised his cane high, and the green light slowly gathered at the top, and an excited expression appeared on his face , looked extraordinarily weird under the green light.

At this time, although Tony was still tense, gloating emotions flashed across his eyes.

Just as Loki's cane was leaning forward, a sudden force from behind knocked him down on the cold ground. Before he could make any resistance, his face had already touched the ground. To the cold plane.Loki turned his head to the side with great effort, and felt the force on his head loosen slightly, but then he felt a sharp pain on the right side holding the cane, which made him unable to help loosening his fingers, and the cane was instantly crushed. Quietly pulled away.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the familiar wine red, and suddenly new and old hatred welled up in his heart. He gritted his teeth, and viciously pronounced the man's name, "The ants in the courtyard... um..." Almost as soon as he said it At that moment, the woman in the black tights smiled and increased the strength of her feet.

She smiled and bent down, leaned close to Loki's cheek, raised her hand and patted the back of his head, and asked plainly with some anger, "What? The one who was beaten down by the 'ants' in your mouth How do you feel, Mister 'Great' and 'Noble' Prince of Asgard?"

Just as Natasha and Loki were confronting one-sidedly, Tony came in slowly from the outside wearing his Iron Man suit, and the golden-red suit was peeled off his body piece by piece, and he saw Loki's He couldn't help but gloated and said, "What's the matter? The second prince who ran away from home?"

Natasha glanced at Tony lightly, without showing any special emotion, and then threw Loki by the back collar into the hands of the two men behind.She herself casually found a bottle of red wine and a red wine glass from the refrigerator next to her, walked to the chair and was about to sit down, but keenly glanced at the picture on the screen in front of her——

The three stood on the stage, but it was the blonde girl on the left side of the screen who caught her attention the most, and she couldn't help squinting her eyes.

Although it was only for a moment, the unexplained sense of familiarity still drew her full attention.

Natasha turned her head to look in Stark's direction, but she happened to meet a pair of stunned blue eyes outside the glass, her red lips slightly curled up, and she casually raised her wine glass in that direction, "Hey, boy. "

===

Damon's singing was over, but Eliza, who stood back on the stage again, didn't show any expression.The comments of several mentors are nothing more than irrelevant things to them now. When both of them are playing very well, no mentor is willing to take the risk of being accused of being "unprofessional". criticism.

Eliza glanced slightly to the side, and when she met the man's gentle smile, she looked back blankly, with her hands behind her back, and they were tightly mingled.

She has no way of predicting the votes of the audience. Although her "popularity" in the show has always been far ahead, for Elisa, all of this is something that has no real feeling.

It's as if suddenly one day, everyone is telling you that you are very popular, and there are many people who like you and support you, but in fact, after experiencing the incident a few days ago, Eliza has completely changed her mind. I dare to believe the reliability of the so-called "popularity".

They will say they like you today, and they may turn their heads and pour out their feelings to another person tomorrow.

Pinning your hopes on the slim "popularity" is the most unreliable choice.

Eliza raised her head slightly, her heart beat like a drum, and every beat seemed to transmit the vibration into her eardrums.

The noise in the auditorium and the conversations of the people around her seemed to be drifting away from her at this moment, until that voice appeared in her ears like a light piercing through the dark clouds——

"Let's congratulate Elisa for overcoming the challenges of the three contestants and becoming the first contestant to enter the final!"

Everything blurred in front of her eyes seemed to be polished instantly, and Elisa turned her head suddenly, and saw the nearly doubled vote difference on the big screen.

Ecstasy swept over her heart, and Elisa's eyes fell on the big screen, watching, watching, the corners of her mouth involuntarily climbed into a shallow arc.

"Eliza, how are you feeling now?"

Hearing Carson's question, Elisa turned her head and showed a sincere smile to Damon, who was calm but somewhat reluctant, "The feeling I have now...is amazing!"

Elisa didn't know how far Carlos's arrangements had gone on the sidelines, but she couldn't stop laughing now.

And she did laugh.

The unbearable "噗嗤" spread throughout the scene through loudspeakers when everyone was caught off guard.

The audience in the audience had just escaped from the tense atmosphere when they were dragged into a sea of ​​laughter by this sound.

Amidst the laughter, Eliza slowly put away the smile on her lips. She looked at the audience calmly and waited for the laughter to subside before she said, "I sang a song just now. The first "Zbie", I think it is very suitable."

As she spoke, the corners of her lips curled up as if she thought it was amused, and the few people below the stage who were booing loudly before she came on stage had long since silenced.

Her eyes seemed to be inadvertently glanced at Damon beside her, "I know that some people may think that my performance is not enough to support me to get to where I am today..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the audience in the audience shouted like crazy.

"Eliza you are the best!"

"Don't listen to those people talking nonsense!"

"Although I still didn't like you before today, after today I will definitely support you until the last moment!"

The voices of the audience in the audience were bustling, but when Elisa opened her mouth, they seemed to have been pressed the mute button in an instant, and the venue quickly fell from the crowd to silence.

"However, I am standing here today to tell everyone—" Eliza took a deep breath and said loudly.

"I, Elisa, have come to this point with dignity and the love of the audience. If anyone has any objections to me, then I welcome you to challenge me on the field."

After saying this, Eliza's eyes fell on another contestant on the stage, and she said, "I'll accompany you anytime."

Even though it was during the recording of the show, no one interrupted her.

When the director in the audience was blowing his beard and staring and gesticulating towards Carson, he slowly walked forward, pretending to raise the microphone to his mouth, but didn't say a word.

The other player, Damon, had a gloomy face at this time, but there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Damon left the arena along the passage, but the person behind the opened door made him suddenly change color.