[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

On a certain section of the road in Edinburgh, UK, heavily armed special service personnel guarded both ends of the road, and erected signs indicating that no passage was allowed on official duties.Pedestrian vehicles who wanted to go to their destination from this road had to temporarily stop at the intersection, waiting for the command of the traffic police to clear it.

"Hey, what's going on here?" Pedestrians on the side of the road stood at the corner and pointed at the Secret Service over there and discussed in a low voice.

"I heard that they are catching wanted criminals." Someone who seemed to know something said.

"In such a big scene, the road is still closed. It seems that this wanted criminal is very dangerous." The person next to him sighed.

Danger?It's really dangerous.In the black car parked on the side of the road, the woman with long curly hair played with her mobile phone while listening to the discussions outside the car.She dared to say that the girl named Fox was the most dangerous person she had ever met since she could remember.With her own strength, she played around with her own boss, Mr. Holmes and the head of the European crime group, Professor Moriarty.Leaving aside that mysterious person, Moriarty, let's just talk about his own boss and Mr. Holmes. Anyone who has been in contact with them will know how difficult they are.How many glamorous women have approached them with good or bad intentions, and with what result?It's not like he ended up humiliating himself, but Fox just won it like that.And it kills two birds with one stone, oh yes, and Moriarty.That girl, she kills three birds with one stone.

That's it, and that's not the worst part.The most frightening thing is that when the three gangsters were exposed to the fact that she was in love with each other, they still loved her, and this love increased with the passage of time, reaching the point of paranoia the point.

"Terrible charm." Anthea looked at the photo on the phone, of Fox kissing another strange silver-haired man.Just this morning, she had already sent this photo to the boss: "Poor woman." She continued to sigh without guilt.

On the road that was blocked at both ends of the road, a dangerous and pitiful woman who was described by others looked horrified at the men who gradually surrounded her.If she knew that someone had commented on her like this, she would definitely scream angrily, how could she be in danger!It's the men in front of me who are obviously dangerous, okay?

"Affair?" Dressed in a silver suit, Moriarty's bottomless black eyes looked at the little fox with an ambiguous smile: "I seem to have heard an incredible word, my dear, did you Why don't you explain it?"

"Explain...explain what..." How could she explain it!Could it be that what Tony said is right, strictly speaking, you are all having an affair, because Tony is her first job, and she didn't explicitly break up!

Saying it is purely courting death!

"This gentleman's comprehension ability seems to be very worrying. Can't you even understand the word affair?" Tony looked sincerely worried, as if he really felt sorry for this young man who looked like a dog, and his expression could be beaten .

"I think your delusional disorder is quite serious. I suggest you go to the hospital. Don't miss the best period of treatment." Sherlock was dressed in a black windbreaker, and his tall figure was as superior and perfect as a model. There was obvious sarcasm in the eyes: "Middle-aged and elderly people love this kind of disease, but it is understandable, after all, they are getting old."

Little Fox: Sherlock is as talkative as ever.

"He's right. Elderly diseases must be taken seriously, or they may worsen and die." Moriarty had a philanthropist expression of "caring for the elderly".

Middle-aged and elderly people... Tony, Baji and Steve's faces darkened.

Mycroft, who was inexplicably shot by his teammates:...

"Hypochondria is not a disease of old age, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!" Peter, who was standing behind Tony, jumped up a few steps and retorted loudly: "Although the teacher's hypochondria is indeed serious, it is definitely not caused by his age!"

Little Fox: Why did Peter say this so awkwardly?

"Peter, shut up if you can't talk!" Tony looked at Peter twitching at the corner of his mouth, wanting to roll his eyes at him.

Mycroft looked at Tony with a headache, then at Peter, the bear boy, and then at Sherlock. For some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of sympathy.

"Baby, seeing how boring their bickering is, why don't we go first." Baji, who turned around to the little fox at some point, raised his hand and was about to put it on her shoulder.

"You?!" The little fox, who was immersed in the mode of complaining just now, suddenly came back to her senses. She looked at Ba Ji who suddenly appeared beside her, and quickly hid back in fright.

Snapped!A hand suddenly stretched out from the other side and opened it. Baji stretched out to grab the hand: "The car is not as fast as the helicopter." Moriarty, who also came over for no reason, dropped his arm and put it on the little fox's shoulder accurately: "Darling Yes, come with me, I promise they won't catch up."

Temporary team formation is prone to this kind of internal prying behavior. When the bickering over there is raging, the two flamboyant men here have already competed with each other for the ownership of the heroine.

No no no no!The little fox crazily refused in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it on the surface, for fear of irritating them.

"You'd better let go, for the sake of the baby, I can let you go." Baji looked at Moriarty with a disdainful smile, and the metallic mechanical arm was about to move.

The little fox nodded vigorously, staring at Baji with stars in his eyes: yes, let him let me go first!

"You let me go?" Moriarty seemed to have heard some joke, and burst into laughter: "This sentence is really nostalgic, I haven't heard it for a long time." He clasped the little fox's shoulders tightly , with a smile on her elegant and handsome face, but her tone was extremely cold: "Maybe I should send you to hell to chat with those who offend me."

Ba Ji, who grew up in Brooklyn since he was a child, is also a stubborn stubble. He sneered, and under Moriarty's cold gaze, he raised his arms around the little fox's slender waist: "Then you come and try."

The smile on Moriarty's face disappeared completely. He looked at the provocative Baji expressionlessly, and pulled the hand holding the little fox's shoulder towards him.

On the other side, he sensed that his rival was tightening his grip on the little fox's waist and pulling towards him as well.

The little fox who stayed in the middle and was pulled to both sides was miserable, her upper body was forced to lean towards Moriarty, but her waist and lower body kept turning towards Ba Ji in the opposite direction: "Don't talk, don't talk! Let go, you guys!" She thrashed and struggled.

God, help!She should not be dismembered on the spot!

"What are you doing!" Steve on one side rushed up anxiously, violently pushed the men on both sides away, and reached out to catch the fox who almost fell to the ground: "fox, are you okay!" He asked worriedly.

"Woo, Steve QAQ!" Seeing Moriarty and Baji who seemed to be moving towards him, the little fox shrank into Steve's arms crying.

"You guys are enough, don't get any closer!" Steve frowned and stared at Baji and Moriarty: "You'll be happy if you hurt her, right?"

"Protection is protection, you should let it go." The Sherlocks who were arguing over there also noticed this side: "It's rude to hug other people's wives casually, are American men so casual?"

"Sherlock!" The little fox, who knew what Sherlock was going to say, widened his eyes suddenly: "Don't talk nonsense!" Have a good fight with you, don't trick me!

"Nonsense?" Sherlock raised his eyebrows, reached out and took out a folded piece of paper from the inside pocket of his suit.

That is? !The little fox's face changed, and the fragments that flashed in his mind quickly formed a memory picture: "Wait! Sherlock, don't!"

"What's that?" Peter looked at the paper unfolded in Sherlock's hand.

"Marriage application." Sherlock raised the corners of his lips, as if a little proud: "She signed it herself."

Swish!The surrounding temperature instantly dropped to a low point.

The little fox in Stephen's arms froze. She slowly raised her head to look at Steve, facing his shadowed eyes.

thump!The little fox's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly pushed Steve away and rolled out of his arms.

"So, you guys are having an affair." On the other end, Sherlock continued to cast.With his back straight, his blue eyes full of provocative smiles, he declared his new status confidently.

Men Who Affaired Again:  …

Tony, who was usurped just after taking the throne in the palace:  …

"Fox, are you really married to him?!" Peter's eyes were red and swollen, and his dog-like brown eyes were aggrieved and pitiful: "But you clearly said that you are my girlfriend!"

"Uh... no." Seeing Peter's crying expression, the little fox felt a little weak in his heart: "Peter, I didn't..."

"You can do handwriting identification." Sherlock interrupted the little fox directly.

McCoff and Moriarty, who knew the inside story, uncharacteristically did not expose it. They had already agreed when they came here that they would temporarily form an alliance when necessary, kick the others out first, and then fight internally.Therefore, Sherlock took out the certificate and tried to snatch him over. Although they scoffed in their hearts, they didn't expose it on the surface.

"No, actually at that time—" Sensing the oppressive atmosphere around him, the little fox quickly explained tremblingly.

"So what if it's signed?" Bucky said suddenly, "It's just an application." He put his arms around his chest and laughed.Ever since he met Little Fox, his integrity has long been lost.So what if there is an application, and whether there is a formal marriage.So what if you get married?He doesn't care at all, anyway, he has been a Hydra for so many years, and he is no longer a good person.

Bucky reminded Tony and the others, yes, so what if there is an application?Not really married.And they've all come to this point, who else would be willing to let go?Their hearts have long been trapped by fox.

"But we've already had a wedding." Sherlock smiled.

"..." The little fox burst into tears: "Sherlock, I have a grudge against you!"

"No." Sherlock replied calmly, "We have a relationship."

Don't be so ambiguous at this time, okay?

"Relationship? What's the relationship?" Suddenly, a cold and noble male voice came from not far away.

The little fox was stunned.

"What's going on with the wedding! Fox, who are they!" Another deep male voice couldn't hide his anger.

Smaug! ! ! !

"It's you!" Peter looked at one white and one black walking not far away. The man in white robe was the male protagonist of the kissing photo they saw on the Internet this morning.

"Oh, so I don't know who the first person was to have an affair with." Tony looked at Thranduil with a very obvious disgust on his face.

"Affair?" Thranduil frowned, looking sideways at the little fox who huddled aside.

"Who is having an affair!" Smaug stared violently, "fox, explain to me clearly! What's going on with these men! What's going on with having an affair!"

The little fox cried and said, "Can you not mention the topic of having an affair?"

Oh my god, one, two, three...seven, one more can make up the whole, the little fox looked at the nine men around him and smiled wryly.

Stab it!The sound of sparks splashing was particularly ear-piercing in the silent atmosphere.With the crackling sound, the golden light loomed in the courtyard behind the wall.

Wait a moment!I'm just kidding!Don't really round it up for me!

The little fox's eyes widened, and their black eyes were full of despair.