[Comprehensive British and American] After swapping bodies with the villain

Above the sky, inside a small plane.

Steve wondered, "Tony, we've been walking around here for 10 minutes, and there's nothing here."

The land below is a piece of quiet snow, the vigorous and lush trees are pointing directly at the dark sky, the golden glow of the east has already emerged, and it falls in the gap between the snowflakes and the trees, as if it has been carefully rubbed open, swaying Tiny and broken light.

There are no people, no buildings, and not even half the footprints of animals. An ethereal bird song is heard from afar, like a fairyland isolated from the world.

But Tony was in a bad mood.

"Impossible," he checked the navigation route himself, "This is the one that can't go wrong."

Thor put down the hammer, fell from the air, stepped on the ground, and shouted: "I am the favorite of Almighty Odin, the heir to the eternal throne of Asgard, Thor, the Lord of Storms and God of Thunder! People from the atrium here? Come out!"

Barton leaned on the window and looked out. Hearing Sol's roar, he trembled suddenly, and couldn't help covering his face and sighing: "He's too stupid."

"Sir, according to the scanning results of the infrared detector, there is no one here except us."

Steve thought about it carefully, and patted the frowning Iron Man, who was full of depression, "It took us almost an hour to fly here from New York, and it is very likely that they have already transferred Dr. Weissman gone."

Tony glanced at the hands on his shoulders, and raised his eyebrows instead of being smoothed at all: "It's also possible that they hid people in a secret underground base."

Steve was helpless: "You can't be sure."

"Turn on the airborne weapon warm-up system and activate the miniature missile/missile targeting device." Tony lowered the gate on the control console and tilted his head slightly. "Try it and you'll know."

Barton: "...This is not very good."

Steve held Tony by the shoulders, turned his body over, looked into Tony's eyes, and expressed his dissatisfaction: "We are in another country now, and we have not even been approved to enter the country with a fighter jet. You know that if you are caught What kind of charges will the Avengers face when Nepal finds out?"

Tony pushed him away, hugged his arm, and rolled his eyes to Mount Everest.

"Please, think about it, okay? How did Nepal find us? Their air force that can't even fly, or the radar that Stark Group eliminated for them ten years ago?"

Button thought it made sense, and nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, Big Shit is right."

Tony: "Shut up, stupid!"

Steve: "Be quiet, Agent Patton."

Barton: "..."

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Barton decided to stay out of sight and out of mind. He put on the jetpack, kicked open the hatch, and jumped down.

The backpack opened suddenly behind him, and his wings spread out. Barton landed lightly behind Thor, and began to use his naked eyes to check the surrounding situation.

Footprints, garbage, excrement...

These traces that will be left as long as living things have lived are not here at all.

"Even in a remote mountain that is isolated from the world, there will be wild animals..." Barton touched his chin, feeling something was wrong.

Just when Barton was eager to dig the ground three feet to dig out something, a figure suddenly passed by in the dense forest in the distance.

The eyesight of a sharpshooter allowed him to accurately capture the face of the man from among the branches and hills.

——Platinum-blond hair, tall and slender, about 1.8 meters five, with messy things painted on his face, like oil paint or some kind of mysterious spell.

"Fuck! Tin cans! I found something, come here quickly! I seem to have seen Dr. Weissman!"

Sioro is ignorant of everything.

He was sitting in the well-decorated and sunny milk tea shop, holding a cup of vanilla chocolate milk tea in one hand, and swiping his new phone in the other, thinking about how to find Casili, who can open the portal at any time and is still very broken Yas.

The answer is that with his current ability, he really can't find it.

Xi Ouluo looked at the sky of New York with nostalgia, and decided to go back to Karma Taj and wait for the rabbit.

——Based on the knowledge of Casillas, Sioro can speculate that he will not give up the ancient secretary that records that he can save his wife and daughter.

With a cold and villainous face, Xi Ouluo, who was sitting in a pink and tender milk tea shop drinking milk tea with a group of elementary school students, stood up and walked out of the milk tea shop facing the street. Half a cup of milk tea.

But just happened to slam into someone who was walking towards him.

"Oh, sorry!" Xi Ouluo reacted quickly, holding the milk tea in one hand, and holding the door frame with the other to maintain balance, and did not let the cold milk tea spill on the other party.

Before Xi Ouluo came back to his senses, the other party unexpectedly grabbed his wrist and dragged him forward brutally, the skin on his wrist turned red with such force.

Siouluo: "!!!"

"Hey, hey," the other party's strength was great, and Xi Ouluo, who was surprised, could only see the back of his round head, but he quickly recognized his identity, "King! Why are you here? "

Wang saw passers-by around them cast strange looks at the two of them, and a little girl picked up her mobile phone and was about to call the police.So, without hesitation, he grabbed Xi'ouluo's wrist and turned into a dead end street.

"What's wrong?" Sioro cleared his throat, and casually stuffed the milk tea that ruined Casillas' cold image into the trash can, and asked with a straight face, "What happened to Kama Taj?"

Wang, Gu Yi's right-hand man, an unsmiling Asian man stood opposite him, sized him up with his eyes without saying a word, and then quickly made several gestures.

Sparks suddenly flashed in the air, and magical chains like vines appeared out of thin air, quickly climbed up Xi'ouluo's calf, and bound him airtightly.

Wang: "Ever since you came back from New Zealand a few days ago, your whole person has become not quite right. Don't ask me what's going on, you can explain it yourself."

Siouluo gritted his teeth and struggled several times with all his strength.

Still to no avail.

"Are you crazy? I think you're the one who's wrong. You're the one who followed me here and tied me up!" Xioro wanted to cry, but he still maintained his superficial composure. He imitated Casilla Looking at Wang with cold eyes, he said in a low voice, "It's still too late to let me go, I will forgive your reckless and ignorant behavior."

Wang Chong shook his head at him, and muttered to himself: "No, everything is not quite right."

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, he stood on tiptoe and began to pull Xioruo's hair, carefully inspecting the top of his head.

Sioro, who had the memory of Casillas, understood instantly.

The king felt that he was possessed by a soul-eating insect from another magical dimension...

"King," Xiouluo said helplessly, "if I am possessed by the soul-eating insect, red tentacles will grow on my scalp. Does it look like I am possessed by something?"

Wang nodded: "It's so similar."

Siouluo: "..."

It seems that because of his poor acting skills, he decided to enroll in a class in the future to further his studies.